Male supporting role is not a stepping stone

Yang Yan didn't want to lie to the original owner's mother who truly loved him, but he was afraid that she would not be able to hold back and do something bad if he told the truth. Just when he was in trouble, Old Man Sheng came to call them for dinner, and he was lucky to escape.

However, Old Lady Sheng saw from his expression that his son and daughter-in-law probably had a conflict. After dinner, she joked about her and her husband's youth and gave her son some indirect advice on how to get along with his wife.

Unfortunately, the conflict between them was not the kind of minor conflict between parents, but a life-and-death feud and the hatred of destroying the family. These were definitely useless.

However, Yang Yan appreciated her good intentions and did not refute her, but just listened silently.

Old Lady Sheng thought her son had listened to her, and in the afternoon, she did not keep him for dinner and drove him out early.

Yang Yan obediently returned to the Duke's Mansion, but he only went in for a moment before he led his beloved horse and left the mansion again.

As a military advisor, Wu Xingwen also has his own mansion in the capital. Compared with the Duke's Mansion, it is much smaller, but it is also a large house with three entrances and three exits, but the location is a little off.

When Yang Yan came to the door, he was teasing his youngest son who had just turned three years old. The father and son looked very similar. The two pairs of eyes, one big and one small, looked at him with wide eyes.

"I wanted to go drink with you, but it seems that I came at the wrong time." Yang Yan touched his nose, disturbing others' family happiness, and was a little embarrassed.

"What are you talking about, Lord?" Wu Xingwen smiled heartily, handed his son to the nanny, strode over and patted his shoulders twice, and said, "It just so happens that I heard that a very unique wine shop has just opened in the city. Let's go and experience it together."

Most soldiers like wine. Although he is a civil servant, he is no exception. The wine bug was hooked, and he was more active than the person who made the invitation.

Yang Yan seemed hypocritical if he refused again, so he had to smile apologetically at the little one with tears in his eyes, and the two of them quickly slipped out.

The bar Wu Xingwen mentioned was located in the most prosperous night market area in Beijing. When he walked in, he heard a familiar and powerful song. Three iron pipes stood on a platform half a person high, and a woman wearing cool clothes and exaggerated half-face masks was climbing on it.

Yang Yan: "..."

Isn't this a very common bar in modern times? And it is shoddy and very low-class.

You don't have to guess that this place must be related to the woman in his mansion.

But for a pure ancient person like Wu Xingwen, this bar is indeed quite novel. He was dazzled from the moment he entered the door, until he was led to a semi-open private seat, and then he withdrew his eyes with reluctance.

Only then did he notice that the people around him seemed to be uninterested, and he hurriedly bowed and said, "It is the subordinate who is showing off his ugliness. I think the Marquis has come to see it a long time ago."

"Old Wu, are you confused?" Yang Yan shook his head and said, "The last time I went back to Kyoto was three years ago. I stayed for less than three days and then rushed back to the border."

"I am exhausted from all the travels this time. After seeing the emperor yesterday, I fell asleep as soon as I returned to the mansion. How can I have time to come to such a place?"

He said, picked up a glass of wine and poured it into his mouth, and spit it back in an instant, "Pah" and cursed: "The wine is not sold properly, and it is so fancy. This ghost thing is so boring!"

Wu Xingwen raised the glass and took a sip, and frowned. Although the wine in the capital has never been as strong as the wine at the border, it also has a unique flavor.

But the wine they drank looked colorful and beautiful, but it tasted weird. It tasted like soup and wine, but it didn't have the feeling of being drunk.

This kind of thing is expensive. Wu Xingwen has money, but he doesn't want to be a sucker. He immediately asked someone to come over with a bad face to ask for punishment.

The manager was a man in his thirties. Seeing that the two people were unfamiliar, they were not the dignitaries he had seen before. He thought they were bumpkins who ran out of some corner to see the world.

His face fell immediately: "You dare to make trouble in our bar, why don't you ask who is protecting this place!"

"Oh? Why don't you talk to me," Wu Xingwen laughed angrily, "Who is the big Buddha who created this weird place? See if we can afford to offend you?"

On the surface, he looks like a gentle scholar, but after so many years in the border, his temper is actually comparable to those rough men. He originally planned to ask someone to return the drinks, and at worst he would never come again.

But if this man wanted to compete with him to see who was more arrogant, then he really couldn't be timid. He wanted to see who could bully others by taking advantage of their power, and who could compare to the Duke of Ningguo who had 500,000 troops!

The manager was too lazy to argue with them, and immediately asked people to drive them out. Unfortunately, those thugs looked very intimidating, but how could they be the opponents of Yang Yan, a general who had experienced hundreds of battles?

He casually stretched his arms and raised his legs, and his movements were like flowing water. Several people didn't even see his moves clearly, and they were already lying on the ground, unable to move.

One of them fell from the second floor and hit the stage with iron pipes downstairs. Several dancers screamed in fear, and the guests didn't know what happened, so they ran out one after another, and the scene suddenly became a mess.

"How dare you attack me?" The manager's face turned pale, and he wanted to threaten him, but Yang Yan grabbed him by the collar and threw him down, landing on the man who had fallen before. The two of them fell face to face, and their lips were coincidentally stuck together.

"Tsk——" Yang Yan lowered his head and looked at it, his face showing disgust, "It's really an eyesore."

The manager himself was also disgusted, and he quickly slid down from the big man who had been pressed unconscious, and said "Puh" several times in a row, and then he pressed his waist and climbed up, "Ouch, ouch."

He was really angry to the extreme, and a trace of cruelty flashed in his eyes. He ordered his men who came to help him: "Go and call the patrol team!"

The man obeyed the order and rushed out of the door. The manager looked up and saw that the two people on the second floor were still lying on the railings watching the fun without knowing whether to live or die. He said angrily: "How dare you make trouble? If I don't send you to jail today and peel off a layer of skin, I will write your name upside down!"

After he finished speaking, he called all the remaining thugs in the bar together, surrounded the stairs and other passages, and told them not to let them run away.

Unexpectedly, the two men had no intention of running away, and there was no trace of surprise on their faces. They were very leisurely, each grabbing a handful of melon seeds and cracking them. The melon seed shells fluttered down and soon formed a small pile under the railing.

The manager was furious at first, but when he calmed down, he felt something was wrong. Could it be that these two people had some extraordinary status that dared to be so unscrupulous?

He quickly recalled the nobles he could not afford to offend in his mind, and found that none of them could match these two people. Although he believed that they were bluffing, he still called a subordinate over and whispered a few words out of caution.

After hearing this, the man hurriedly ran to get help. The manager was certain in his heart, raised his head and sneered at the two people upstairs, then found a chair to sit down and wait quietly.

The patrol troops came very quickly. Before Yang Yan and his partner had finished eating a plate of melon seeds, a team of about 20 people entered the door of the bar. The manager hurriedly greeted them and pointed at the two people upstairs and told them what happened.

In his mouth, he was of course an innocent victim, and the two of them became bullies who bullied others with force. The leader had been warned long ago and knew that this bar had a strong backer. After hearing what he said, he ordered his men to arrest them.

Seeing this, Yang Yan did not show any courtesy to them. He beat them one by one and two by two. In a blink of an eye, half of the patrol team fell down.

The team leader was shocked and angry, and he cried out: "How dare you resist arrest!"

"You said we resisted arrest, but I want to ask you what law you relied on to arrest people right away?" Wu Xingwen said coldly, "Why? Now Shuntian Prefecture does things this way, regardless of right or wrong, just one-sided words can convict people?"

The team leader's face turned pale, of course what he did was against the rules, but so what, in this world, things in front of powerful people, there is no so much reason to talk about!

He sneered and threatened: "I advise you two to surrender. Your martial arts are indeed very strong, but you can defeat one of our patrol troops today. Can you defeat the entire army of the capital?"

"If you follow us now, at most you will be charged with disturbing public order and suffer some physical pain."

"If you continue to be stubborn, I will call more brothers to arrest you. The lightest charge is ill intention. By then, not only will your lives be in danger, but your friends and family will also be in danger."

"You really aroused my interest when you said that," Yang Yan smiled roguely, "Why don't you go and call your brothers now and see how many of them I can defeat alone?"

After saying that, I was afraid that he would be worried, so I promised him seriously: "Don't worry, we will wait for you here and will never run away."

Team leader: "..."

With this attitude of the other party, he dared not act rashly. You know, there are many nobles in the capital, and he can't afford to offend any of them.

He quickly pulled the steward aside to ask about the other party's identity and origin, but unfortunately the steward himself didn't know.

This was also the reason why the original owner had been stationed at the border for a long time and rarely entered the capital. Even many officials of high rank might not recognize him, let alone these small fish and shrimps.

But Yang Yan kept urging them to call for help, and the two of them were suddenly in a dilemma.

Just when they were in a dilemma, the savior that the steward sent people to find finally arrived. He greeted him with joy, but he didn't expect to get a slap in the face first.

"You have no sense, you think you can provoke the Duke of Anguo?"