Just think about it!
Other than becoming acquainted with Zhang Yu, Zhu Ying's only connection to Beiping Prefecture was the thin bond of his registered hometown.
He had fled famine to Beiping Prefecture at eight years old and grown up in Beiping City, but the course of his fate had quietly changed the moment he enlisted in the Daning Border Army.
As Lin Fu and Shen Yu'er followed him here, the family settled down in Daning, and his former ties to Beiping Prefecture naturally no longer meant much.
"Prince Yan? What could someone from his manor possibly want?"
Zhu Ying wondered inwardly, a trace of surprise flashing through his eyes.
However, after a brief moment of thought, he did not dwell on it. His expression turned serious as he calmly ordered, "Go. Bring him into the residence. I'll wait in the outer hall."
"Yes!" Lin Fu promptly turned and left.
Before long, in the main hall of the residence!
A young man of around eighteen, dressed in a grayish-black robe, slowly walked in with steady, powerful strides.
Every step he took was solid, his back ramrod straight like a spear. An indescribable heroic air radiated from him.
Zhu Ying looked up. With just one glance, he reached a conclusion. This man must have come from the army.
Having spent so long in the military himself, Zhu Ying knew well that army life bestowed a unique bearing upon people. Not every soldier maintained a textbook military posture at all times, but the efficiency and resilience forged by the battlefield were wholly different from ordinary civilians.
"Zhu Neng, Thousand-Household Commander and guard of Prince Yan's Manor, pays respects to General Zhu."
The moment Zhu Neng entered the hall, he straightened his back. His right hand formed a fist and rested over his