Xie Yinxiang walked around the tent and stood aside to look at Ye Siming's ordinary robe and jade crown in the distance.

But standing in front of those soldiers who had been on the battlefield and killed the enemy, the murderous aura on his body was no less than theirs, and he even felt like he was crushing his head.

I heard that after the death of General Song Quan, the emperor handed over the army of the Song family to the Marquis Yongye.

The young man did not have very prominent exploits, he just had the nickname of the evil spirit who killed people without blinking an eye.

But these alone cannot make him prestige in the military.

Ye Siming came to the school to train troops today, and the Song family army was extremely uncooperative.

Although they weren't still thinking about the old master, they just felt that it was very shameless to listen to a young man of half age.

Yong Ye Hou's ability is only heard, who has seen it with his own eyes.

Therefore, these soldiers had a perfunctory attitude, and regardless of how strict the military discipline was in the past, they argued a few words with each other in front of Ye Siming.

Seeing that he was dealing with business affairs, Xie Yinxiang hesitated whether to come forward.

At this moment, Ye Siming asked coldly, "Why did the two of you act just now?"

In front of him stood two soldiers, one tall and one short.

The short one had a swollen bruise on his face.

Apparently just got hit.

The tall man next to him has some muscles, and even if Ye Siming asks him the reason, he still looks unafraid.

"Reporting to the Marquis," he said in a frivolous tone: "This stinky dwarf is nosy. I showed a woman the way, and he rushed out to make trouble, so I beat him."

The short soldier hurriedly explained in a rough voice: "That's not the case! We were just carrying water back to the school grounds. When he saw the beautiful woman passing by, he went up to chat and wanted to do something. I can't stand him bullying. The other party, so there was a fight."

A snort came from the tall nose.

"Stinky dwarf, do you think I'll do anything? Lord, you probably won't listen to this person's one-sided words, right? That's not fair."

Ye Siming pursed his lips, beckoned, and called a cavalryman who was in charge of running errands.

"Give you a stick of incense time to check the real situation of this matter. If you exceed one stick of incense, you and the two of them will be punished together."

The cavalry hurriedly took orders, turned on their horses, and galloped away.

At this moment, Ye Siming saw Xie Yinxiang standing not far behind him.

He raised his eyebrows: "Miss Xie, what's the matter?"

Xie Yinxiang hesitated for a while, but went forward: "Master Hou, I have something to tell you, can I take a step to talk to you?"

Ye Siming nodded, and the two walked aside.

Only the tall, thin man behind them could be heard whistling extremely frivolously.

Xie Yinxiang felt very embarrassed, her face seemed to be on fire.

"What's the matter?" Ye Siming asked in a light tone, as if he hadn't heard him.

Xie Yinxiang recounted what happened in the sugar shop just now.

She said worriedly: "Nuo'er is alone in the shop, and no one will accompany her. I thought to myself, maybe she will be happier when she sees Lord Hou gone."

Since Xie Yinxiang finished talking about this, Ye Siming's brows involuntarily twitched.

In the end, he asked in a cold voice, "Do you know the man who said the pastries were unpalatable? Who is he?"

"I didn't look too closely, but if I'm not mistaken, it seems to be the son of Huang Taishi's family."

Ye Siming wrote down this person.

His jaw line tightened: "I see, you go back first."

Xie Yinxiang didn't delay any longer and left the school grounds quickly.

It's really because the tall and thin man's eyes are too obscene and disgusting.