Seeing Lu Yu leaving, Yin Tianming didn't have the slightest intention of seeing him off.
"Come here, send someone to watch him, and report to me truthfully if you do anything." Yin Tianming waved his hand, and immediately walked out a few black shadows beside him, heading towards the direction Lu Yu left.
Although Tianchong Pass is also within the scope of Zuojun Mansion, it is not under Lu Yu's jurisdiction.
This kind of grand pass is directly under the center of the imperial court. Although Lu Yu is the highest military and political officer of the Zuojun Mansion, at most he governs the stars in the Zuojun Mansion, but he can't affect Tianchong Pass.
What's more, Yin Tianming's father, Yin Zhengde, was conferred the title of Marquis of Wenxing, and he was the Marquis of Chaopin. No matter in terms of official position or title, he must be higher than Lu Yu.
Yin Tianming doesn't need to care too much about Lu Yu's feelings at all.
"Master, Mr. Song is back." From outside the commander's tent, a personal soldier suddenly broke in.
The status of the soldiers and retainers of the Yin family is average, and they are the most trusted deployments of Yin Zhengde. On weekdays, the salaries received by these soldiers are also distributed by Yin Zhengde, so they are loyal.
Hearing the words "Mr. Song", Yin Tianming's eyes lit up, and he said hastily, "Please."
After finishing speaking, Yin Tianming walked out quickly and greeted him personally.
Outside the commander's tent, there is a carriage pulled by a red flame dragon horse. There is a red and black Pixiu cloud pattern carved on the carriage. The dragon horse pulling the cart is huge, standing twice as big as an ordinary soldier. Tall, surrounded by flames.
The carriage is distinguished and luxurious, and it looks quite impressive.
A group of black armored soldiers stood around the carriage, guarding it firmly. A middle-aged man wearing a Confucian robe stepped out of the carriage, with a little beard and a fair face, looking quite elegant.
It just seems to be extremely tired, the tiredness on the face is hard to hide, and there is already a touch of frost in the hair above the hair.
"I met Mr. Song." Yin Tianming hurried forward, his attitude was completely different from that of Lu Yu, quite respectful.
The Mr. Song in front of him, named Song Qingfeng, is his father's aide. He has a very high status among the aides of Marquis Wen Xing, and even has a higher status in the Yin family than their heirs.
The reason why Yin Zhengde has today's status is largely due to the assistance of Song Qingfeng. Even though Yin Tianming was Yin Zhengde's son, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous in front of Song Qingfeng.
"Young Lord, this is Grandmaster Huangfu, come quickly to salute." Song Qingfeng was a little tired, but he still introduced it to Yin Tianming.
Behind Song Qingfeng, there stood an old man in gray robe.
The old man's face was deeply grooved and wrinkled, his hair was haggard and gray, and he seemed to be dying and old.
The old man does not have any shocking aura. If such an appearance is placed in the crowd, it will not be able to cause a wave of waves, and no one will notice him at all.
But Yin Tianming could tell at a glance that there was an extremely delicate badge pinned to the worn-out gray robe!
The badge is in the shape of an octagonal disk with five cloud patterns engraved on it, dotted with stars. The light fell on it, and the surface shone with a very metallic luster.
"The Grand Master of Tianzhang Pavilion! Could it be that you are the Chief Pavilion Master of Dongsheng Xinghe Tianzhang Pavilion, Master Huangfusong?"
Yin Tianming was shocked and exclaimed.
This badge has an extremely unusual origin, and it can only be owned by the most experienced masters in Tianzhang Pavilion. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com