This is Your Majesty's decree, not a discussion with all of you. It is merely a notification.

Just as Yang Zhengshan had only just arranged accommodations for Granny Meng and Princess Mingxi, he saw a familiar figure standing outside the camp gate.

"Senior An! You're here!" Yang Zhengshan went up to greet him with a face full of smiles.

The newcomer was none other than An Yuxing.

"I'm here, I'm here. This place was too hard to find. I wandered around the mountains for two days before I found it!" The moment An Yuxing saw Yang Zhengshan, he could not help complaining.

"Uh, Senior, you didn't take the official road?"

"The official road? Isn't taking the official road farther?"

"..."

Yang Zhengshan was speechless.

Taking the main road was farther, but wandering around the mountains for two days wasn't?

"Right, do you have any wine here?" An Yuxing asked.

"No. Drinking is forbidden in the army!" Yang Zhengshan said.

"Tch, Old Man isn't a soldier. Arrange a few people to buy wine for Old Man!" An Yuxing said without the slightest courtesy.

Yang Zhengshan had no choice but to have someone go buy wine for the old man.

After finally settling An Yuxing, the Soldier guarding the gate came running over again to report, "Marquis, two seniors outside the gate request an audience!"

"Two more!" Yang Zhengshan was Stunned, but he still quickly rose and headed toward the camp gate.

They were still two unfamiliar figures, yet they exuded an unfathomable air.

The man on the left wore a loose Confucian robe, while the man on the right wore a green Daoist robe and held a fly whisk in his hand.

"This junior, Yang Zhengshan, greets the two seniors!" Yang Zhengshan could not gauge their identities, so he could only address them as seniors.

"Old Man is Zhang Ye. Marquis of Jing'an, be at ease!" Zhang Ye