Chapter Fifty-two

  Tang Yin, Wu Mei and Qiu Zhen first went to Wu Jia to find Wu Yu and explained the situation.

  After listening to their account, Wu Yu was also startled, not because the thousand-man commander of the Eighth Army had died, but because he was startled by Tang Yin's skill.

  He had often heard Mei mention Tang Yin, and he also knew that his performance on the battlefield was very brave. Otherwise, it would not have been possible to capture Yu Shang alive, and behead Ning Guo's garrison general. But he never thought that Tang Yin would be so formidable, defeating eight thousand men of the eighth battalion in one breath, killing four of them, making people look at this young man with a gentle appearance with new eyes.

  He sat quietly in his chair for a moment before speaking slowly, "General Tang's move was indeed heavy-handed, but it was also justified and understandable."

  "Yes, Father, Tang Yin didn't do anything seriously wrong. However, the commander of the 8th battalion is Liang Yuan, and I'm sure the Liang family won't let this matter drop easily. I'd like to ask you to accompany us on a visit to the Liang residence to clear up the situation."

  Wu Mei leaned against Wu Yu's side, softly and gently coquettishly saying.

  It's clear that Wu Yu is very fond of Wu Mei, with a warm and gentle smile in his eyes.

  He stroked his short beard and said with a difficult expression: "It's probably not good for me to take the lead!"

  "How could that be?" Wu Mei cried out: "If Father doesn't show his face, I'll go to the Liang's house, and I'll definitely be bullied by Old Man Liang and his whole family!"

  "Haha——" Yu Xiang looked up and laughed loudly, but nodded helplessly and sighed: "Alright, I really can't do anything about you." As he spoke, he turned to Tang Yin again and said in a deep voice: "This time it's just Mei'er asking me, otherwise I wouldn't care about your business no matter what. It's good that young people have energy, but they also need to know their limits."

  Tang Yin did not think so in his heart, but on the surface he still had to pretend to be a humble and obedient appearance.

  He calmly replied: "What Wu Xiang said is absolutely right."

  Yu's rich experience allows her to see through his pretentious attitude, and she secretly shakes her head. Tang Yin may be a young talent, but he is too difficult to control, and it would not be beneficial for him to stay by her side for long, or else he will surely bring trouble in the future.

  In fact, even if Wu Mei didn't come to ask for help from Yu, he wouldn't ignore the matter, not because of Tang Yin, but because of the Second Battalion.

  The eight brigades controlled by the dancer, each of which can be said to be the dancer's own, cannot afford to lose any. Although Wǔ Yú is affable and amiable, that is only a facade; in reality he is extremely astute, cunning, and has a deep understanding of human nature. When it comes to matters concerning the brigades, he will not yield an inch, nor will he give anyone the opportunity to seize control of the brigades.

  The power of the Wu family is so great, and even after making mistakes, they can still be reused by Feng Wang. How can their master be a weak and mediocre person?

  Wu Yu accompanied by Wu Mei, Tang Yin and Qiu Zhen went personally to the Left Prime Minister's mansion.

  He and Liang Xing, one was the right prime minister, and the other was the left prime minister. One was in charge of government affairs, and the other was in charge of military affairs. If their positions were moved to modern times, they would be roughly equivalent to the Prime Minister and the Minister of National Defense.

  The two men were the heads of their respective families, and also high-ranking officials in the imperial court. Although they secretly vied with each other and had deep-seated contradictions, on the surface they still put on a show of being extremely close.

  It's said that Wu Yu has arrived, and Liang Xing personally came out of the prime minister's mansion to welcome him. After meeting, the two were hand in hand, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years but hadn't seen each other for a long time. The pretentious appearance almost made Tang Yin laugh out loud as he watched from the side.

  On the surface, they were laughing and having a good time, but in reality, they couldn't wait to stab each other a few times. This should be the true portrayal of Yu Wu and Xing Liang's hearts. Tang Yin muttered to himself in his heart, his eyes not idle, since entering the Left Prime Minister's mansion, he had been scanning around, checking out the layout, getting a sense of the numbers, preparing for any unexpected situation that might arise.

  The scale of the Left Prime Minister's mansion and the Right Prime Minister's mansion is roughly the same, but the layout is vastly different. Yu Wu is a literary person, and his layout emphasizes subtlety, with everything hidden and not revealed. Liang Xing, on the other hand, is a military general by background, and the layout of his mansion is also very grandiose, with an atmosphere that is full of energy.

  Upon entering the main hall, the first thing that catches one's eye is a painting on the wall. In the painting, a fierce tiger is depicted in the midst of pouncing down a mountain to hunt for food. The brushwork is exquisite and lifelike. Looking around, behind the tables and chairs on both sides are weapon racks, with guns, spears, swords, halberds, axes, and hooks placed upon them. It can be seen that they are not just decorations; each of these weapons has a sharp blade, occasionally flashing out cold glints of light.

  If we just talk about the layout and decoration, Tang Yin appreciates Zuo Xiang Fu more, and this place is also more in line with his personality.

  Liang Xing and Yu Wu sat in the middle of the hall, meeting every day at court, but it seemed they still had endless things to say in private, discussing state affairs, family matters, and letting their imagination run wild, with every sentence spoken from the heart.

  The two of them were chatting happily, as if they had forgotten about everyone and everything else. Just then, a figure darted out from the side door at the far end of the main hall, rushed to Liang Xing's side, pointed at Tang Yin, and shouted: "Elder brother, it's him! He's Tang Yin! He's the one who killed four thousand men under my command!"

  Everyone looked at the newcomer and found that he was not an outsider, but Liang Yuan, the commander of the Eighth Legion who had almost been scared to death by Tang Yin.

  Even in the mansion of the Left Prime Minister's residence, even with Liang Xing by his side, when he saw Tang Yin, Liang Yuan still felt a chill run down his spine and didn't dare to look him straight in the eye.

  "Scoundrel! You don't know the rules!" Liang Xing glared at Liang Yuan, scolding him in a bad temper.

  "Uncle, he... Tang Yin... He..." Liang Yuan was still pointing at Tang Yin with his hand, wanting to say something, but after seeing Liang Xing's sharp gaze, he hastily swallowed back the words that had reached his lips.

  Liáng Xīng said with a smile: "This is my young nephew Liáng Yuán, he's still young and doesn't understand the rules, Brother Wǔ please don't mind!"

  "Haha——" Yu Xian chuckled and waved her hand, saying: "Brother Liang is really too modest, Liang Xian is a talented young man, he must be a young hero."

  His words were open praise and veiled satire.

  Liang Xing sneered and said, "What young hero, actually just a useless egg, as the leader of the troops, he actually watched his subordinates being killed and beaten with his own eyes. Brother Wu, do you think he should be severely punished?"

  The words were directed at Liang Yuan, but his gaze was fixed on Tang Yin. If gazes could turn into sharp arrows, Tang Yin would have had several holes in him by now.

  Wu Yu was so clever, how could he not hear the implication in Liang Xing's words? He smiled and said: "Everything has a reason, Brother Liang, even if you want to punish, should ask clearly first!"

  "Ah! What Brother Wu said is absolutely right!" He said with a smile, looking at Tang Yin, "So, shouldn't we ask General Tang to explain the cause and effect of this matter clearly?"

  "Liang Xiang, let me explain..." Wu Mei thought Tang Yin was not good at speaking and was afraid he would say something too harsh, so she decided to help him out.

  Tang Yin waved his hand at her with a smile and said in a low voice: "It's okay, let me tell you!"

  Never having eaten pork, he had also seen pigs run on the road. Through his conversations with Liang Xing and Wu Yu, Tang Yin roughly understood their way of speaking.

  He cleared his throat and said, "My subordinates went to the tavern for a drink and happened to meet General Liang and General Wu, among others. Originally, everyone was getting along fine, but General Liang and General Wu brought up the topic of me and General Wu's relationship being ambiguous, and that I only got the position of battalion commander because of it. This remark caused dissatisfaction among my subordinates, leading to a dispute between both sides, which eventually led to a fight. General Liang, isn't what I said true?"

  As he spoke, his eyes shot out a sharp light, staring straight at Liang Xing.

  Liang Yuan was startled and nodded subconsciously, saying: "It's true that it's true, but you killing people is not right..." His voice was weak and getting smaller.

  "Hmph!" Tang Yin snorted, saying: "As far as I know, the appointment of the army commander also requires your approval. According to General Liang's meaning, it is because Your Majesty knows that I and General Wu have a ambiguous relationship, so you approved me as the army commander. Or do you think that Your Majesty lacks discernment and promoted a useless person?"

  This statement is too severe, no one dares to say that the Wind King would appoint a battalion commander because of a skirt relationship, and no one dares to say that the Wind King lacks discernment, which is equivalent to directly scolding the monarch for being foolish, it's a great taboo.

  Liang's body shook, his legs went soft, and he almost fell to the ground. His hands trembled as he pointed at Tang Yin, stuttering: "Y-you... don't spout nonsense!"

  "Am I going to spit blood? Didn't General Liang just admit that he said those words earlier? In my opinion, General Liang was cursing me on the surface but actually cursing Your Majesty in secret!"

  "I... I didn't!" Liang Yuan was so flustered that he knew he couldn't bear the blame, and he hastily turned his head to look at Liang Xing, repeatedly calling out: "Big Uncle, I... I didn't scold Jun Shang, I didn't mean it..."

  What a useless thing! As the commander of the same army, his own nephew and Tang Yin are simply worlds apart! Liang Xing hated him for not being strong, was angry at him for not fighting back, and really wanted to go up and slap him twice.

  However, he was secretly impressed by Tang Yin's quick reaction. Judging from Tang Yin's actions, he seemed like a reckless and impulsive man, but unexpectedly, he brought up the emperor to suppress others at this time, which was unexpected. Was it that old thing Dance Yu who taught him?

  He thought to himself, stealing a glance at Yu Wu, who was as calm as Mount Tai, sitting in the chair, with his legs crossed, carefully tasting tea, and putting on an air of being uninvolved. The more he did so, the more Liang Xing felt uneasy in his heart.

  Tang Yin was actually very clever, with a nimble mind and meticulous thoughts, more sensitive than others. However, he was too casual in his dealings, doing whatever he pleased, giving people the impression that he acted without thinking, with well-developed limbs but an overly simple brain.

  He said another sentence, and Yu also secretly applauded him in her heart, silently calling out "good".

  One should speak with precision, a single word can be fatal. Some people talk endlessly but say nothing substantial, yet Tang Yin can defeat his opponent with just a few words, overwhelming them with his presence.

  "General Tang, don't jump to conclusions just yet, please continue!"

  Ginger is old spicy. Liang Xingke is much more calm and steady than Liang Yuan, and his city government is also deeper. He doesn't make a sound, and with one word, he easily brings Tang Yin's words to an end.

  Happy New Year! I've come to pay my respects to everyone!