Jiang Mingyue looked dazed, staring blankly at the letter of appointment and the bright red thumbs-up.

What kind of banditry is this?

After he understood Han Zeyu's purpose, he instinctively wanted to refuse, not for anything else, but because of his hoarse voice.

But Han Zeyu lowered his attitude and praised his superb painting skills and the spirit of his works...

Jiang Mingyue was a donkey that was pleased with the compliments, and she felt very happy both physically and mentally, which led to a slight hesitation in her response.

Just when Jiang Mingyue was about to put on airs for a while to vent her anger and then accept the invitation...

Han Zeyu's patience ran out. He took out the ink pad, grabbed Jiang Mingyue's hand, pressed the fingerprint on it neatly, waved the document, and left.

Jiang Mingyue stood there in a daze. Those who knew that he was invited to be a master chef, while those who didn’t would have thought that he had signed a contract to sell himself!

As soon as Han Zeyu left, hundreds of soldiers led by Ma Zhao left the gate of Jiang Mansion.

The people hiding in the distance and watching looked at each other in bewilderment, thinking that something had happened to the Jiang family and that the soldiers had come to search their house and arrest people.

In fact, Han Zeyu came here alone, and he didn't expect to meet Captain Ma.

I heard Ye Qi mention before that they have a backer here. Although their official position is not high, they have more than a thousand people under them and are definitely in power.

Han Zeyu had only heard of this great backer but had never seen him in person.

I didn’t expect that this captain looks so young.

Ma Zhao...

He is only in his early twenties, so he is not old.

In fact, Ma Zhao came yesterday. He first visited the two workshops that had sprung up from the ground and expressed his amazement at this "miracle".

The emperor actually guessed it right. It must be an earth-related ability.

How many years does he have to wait before he can possess such terrifying strength?

Ma Zhao went to meet up with his soldiers, and after entering the city, he happened to see the heroic and high-spirited Han Zeyu.

Out of curiosity, Ma Zhao followed and prepared to find out what was going on.

He also knew that he couldn't hide it from Han Zeyu, so he just followed behind openly.

What Jiang Mingyue saw was actually a beautiful misunderstanding.

Han Zeyu had never seen Ma Zhao, but he had heard of his name. After chatting for a few words, the two returned to the Tongpan Mansion together.

Ye Qi and Fang Jun were studying the city defense deployment. When they saw Captain Ma coming, they hurried forward to greet him.

Han Zeyu's eyes flashed, but he didn't bother them.

"Sister Ying, prepare good wine and delicious food. Make sure Captain Ma feels at home."

Ye Qi said sourly: "This is the difference between a thousand households and a hundred households. It is true that there is strength in numbers."

Fang Jun was quite open-minded about this. When he first arrived, there were only ten people in the Huaning County Government Office, which barely met the requirements of a "small flag".

Just based on the few insignificant soldiers under his command, if he doesn't compete with others, he will only bring shame upon himself!

The three of them got together for a small meeting to discuss the developments in the two southwestern provinces and Han Zeyu's career plans.

Ma Zhao had to write a letter to tell the emperor. This was his main job and he couldn't be careless.

Fang Jun was speechless. You two are noble, so why should he have to work so hard to accumulate political achievements?

If he had known this earlier, he would have given up literature and taken up military studies!

The three of them were chatting enthusiastically, one after another.

Ma Zhao suddenly looked at the two of them seriously, signaling them not to speak for the time being. He felt something was wrong.

As expected of someone who had undergone rigorous training since childhood, Ma Zhao quickly locked onto his target.

But he hesitated for a moment. Should he poke through this window paper? How deep should he poke through it?

Ye Qi and Fang Jun noticed Ma Zhao's abnormality and quickly stopped talking, only exchanging glances.

Han Zeyu was getting bored waiting: "Talk! Why don't you talk? The flowers I've been waiting for have all wilted~"

Ma Zhao also wanted to say, "Why don't you come in and listen together? It's hot at noon, even if you squat in the corner."

A calm mind naturally cools down. Han Zeyu's mentality is as steady as an old dog, but he feels cold all over and urgently needs inside information to warm his thirst for knowledge.

After a while, Fang Jun and Ye Qi also reacted. Looking at Ma Zhao again, he still had a sad face and didn't say anything, but there were some movements with his hands.

Ma Zhao finally figured it out. The reason he was able to discover Han Zeyu was not because he was so powerful, but because Han Zeyu had never hidden anything at all.

Han Zeyu also knew that he had discovered him, but he neither showed up nor left, making it clear that he wanted to eavesdrop openly.

He also demonstrated through his actions that he did not want to break the window paper.

Want to walk through a sea of ​​flowers without getting a single leaf on you? That's impossible!

Han Zeyu was also very curious, what did Ma Zhao want to do?

He picked up the lamp on the table, took off the lampshade, revealing half of the white candle.

Ye Qi and Fang Jun looked at the candle in confusion.

Ma Zhao stretched out his right index finger and gently stroked the candle wick. Then a magical scene happened. The white candle ignited by itself without any fire.

Ye Qi and Fang Jun knew that Ma Zhao had special abilities, but they had never seen them before. This time they were really eye-opening and gained a lot of knowledge.

Ma Zhao had a stern face and his ears were red, not because of the candlelight, but because he felt embarrassed.

It would be a shame for him to show off his skills by showing off his sword in front of Guan Gong.

Han Zeyu took a look and retreated decisively. He wanted to share the gossip with his husband.

Ma Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that someone had left, and then he patted his chest with a sense of sympathy.

At least the attributes of the supernatural power were revealed. Regardless of whether it was intentional or not, Han Zeyu had gained some more information.

Han Zeyu danced excitedly and used gestures to describe Ma Zhao's abilities to her husband.

"Even though he's still a little weak, it's still a legitimate skill. It's so convenient when you're out and about! It's like a human lighter with legs."

Su Shien imagined the scene at that time and always felt inexplicably funny.

Although compared to ordinary people, even if he can only light a candle out of thin air, it is still a very remarkable ability.

But he estimated that Ma Qianhu's psychological trauma must be quite serious as he was "performing his talent" in front of Han Zeyu.

Ma Zhao remained silent, just smiled firmly, and set off with his men back to the Qianhu Division’s headquarters.

Ye Qi and Fang Jun both had the same "illusion", that is, they would not be able to see Ma Zhao for a short time.

Han Zeyu noticed Captain Ma had left and said with some regret, "I was hoping to have a sparring match with him, but why did he just run off without even saying hello?"

Su Shien was helpless: "Killing people is not enough, so that's enough."

Fortunately, Ma Zhao ran fast, otherwise he would have been beaten up by Han Zeyu if he had become interested.

For a case example, you can refer to Mr. Zhou who was briefly "paralyzed in bed".