After all, Jia Baoyu is not someone who can work hard to practice martial arts - the first generation of Rongguo Gong and Ningguo Gong's family immediately gained fame, the second generation was just a gold-plated military officer, and the third generation was Jia Baoyu's father's
The generation has completely gone from being a dandy to a civil servant. The fourth generation Jia Baoyu now seems to be a naughty ancestor, a dandy leader, and a guy who grew up in his daughter's country.
The Ningguo Mansion is not as good as the Rongguo Mansion... The third generation still has a scholar who has entered Taoism, but after that, there will be a litter of dandies worse than the last. "Guarding to the empty airs of the Duke's Mansion, the titles are constantly
Even though I was demoted, I never thought about joining the army again to fight, and asking for a wife, a cute son, a title of marquis, and a general, I'm just a loser."
Thinking about it this way, although the title of the Tianshui Uncle Bai family is far inferior to that of the four princes and eight princes, they have devoted themselves to the army for generations. Although they have no great achievements, they can still keep their family name intact - it is not hereditary, it is really hereditary.
Well, this damn court is nothing like the Ming Dynasty in this regard, more like the Tatars.
Today's imperial court has already shown signs of decline after only a few decades of founding. As Si Wu said, this dragon spirit has been an old dragon from the beginning, and there are still constant battles on the border. But fortunately, it seems that everything is over now.
Did you win? It was a waste of money, and the gold and silver poured out. The result of the battle can only be said to be that the opponent did not have a chance to invade, and usually several people were beheaded.
As for the strategy of going deep into the northern grasslands, the southern barbarian jungles, and the Xidi wasteland, this court stopped doing it twenty or thirty years ago, and it is really unable to do this. Anyway, as long as the country is prosperous and the Henan University is prosperous, it is enough.
Jia Baoyu would go to the family school to study and gather with friends, but he had never been to Bailang's Tianshui uncle's mansion before. And just a few days after the Qianqiu Festival, the Tianshui uncle's family came to report that the young master from Rongguo's mansion was visiting.
Bailang also opened the door to welcome him, and saw Jia Baoyu standing inside the door. On one side were a warm sedan chair and two bearers, followed by several little girls, maids and old ladies, and several servants waiting on them.
Bai Lang was alone. He was half a head taller than Jia Baoyu at the moment, and he came striding forward. When he saw Jia Baoyu, Bai Lang's eyes also lit up. This boy wore a purple gold crown with hair on his head, and two dragons on his eyebrows.
He smeared his forehead with beads and gold, wore a two-color gold butterfly sleeve with red arrow sleeves, tied with multicolored silk and a long tasseled palace ribbon, covered with an eight-piece azurite flowered Japanese forged tasseled gown, and wore a green satin foundation.
Xiaochao boots. They look like a girl and are quite gorgeous.
When Jia Baoyu looked at Bailang, he only had a half-old arrow jacket and a pair of trousers, his hair was just casually combed into a bun, and he had a pair of cowhide boots on his feet. He had no decorations on his body, except for a stick hanging around his neck.
When the rope is threaded, it looks like a jade fish looming. But the man is as majestic and high-spirited as a tiger. Not only is he half a head taller than Baoyu, but his shoulders are wider and his body is half a person smaller than Baoyu.
"I don't know why Brother Shi came to visit today, but why?" Bai Lang didn't know why this guy came to see him. It turned out that Baoyu just came to take a look out of curiosity. Bai Lang also invited him to the school ground. "There is also a corridor and a warm pavilion under this school ground.
Brother Shi, you can be among them, and I will continue to train."
Bailang has already mastered the stone lock at this time - it is not necessary for him to practice martial arts. For him, it is enough to meditate and adjust his breath to fill his Dantian with his own breath, but Bailang wants to use external methods.
After practicing kung fu at home, Si Wu did not show up at the school. Bai Lang knew that he seemed to be using his special ability to move around the world. For the Saint, time and space seemed to be no problem. "I really envy his ability.
." By the way, Bai Lang thought of the Golden Saint Cloth. He suddenly remembered that he had never seen Si Wu wearing the Golden Saint Cloth. "I want to see it if I have a chance."
He thought so, but his hand was not loose - Bai Lang took out a weapon rack and put a long spear on it, and started to dance with his arms. The cold light shot out and the long spear stabbed out like electricity, bringing back one every time.
Small plums - these plums were placed on top of small wooden sticks, but Bailang stabbed back these plums without knocking down any wooden sticks. The ingenuity of this exertion of force was truly wonderful.
Jia Baoyu couldn't understand the difficulty of this. He just thought he was watching a sideshow. However, Bailang practiced all eighteen weapons one by one, and finally used the Badou Bow to shoot arrows continuously and directly nailed the wolf fang arrows to the bull's-eye.
Or let this guy who is "similar" in age to Bai Lang applaud loudly, "Brother Shi also wants to achieve fame with a sword and a gun?" He asked Bai Lang the same way.
Bailang smiled and said, "That brother also wants to revive the glory of the Rongguo family?" Jia Baoyu's face quickly darkened, and soon the guy said goodbye and left. Since then, Jia Baoyu has never been here again.
Tianshui Uncle Mansion. "I really don't know where he came from? What did he come to do?" One year passed quickly, and Bai Lang was immersed in practice. "It's almost done. It's time to take my move and see.
Can you understand the art of controlling souls?" Si Wu also looked at Bai Lang and said this day, quite seriously.
"Let's go, you don't have to be here." Both of them nodded, and quickly ran out of the city using the flying method. Bailang's movement was not fast enough at this moment, but Siwu grabbed his shoulder.
It turned into a meteor and soared into the sky, falling directly into Yanshan Mountain.
"There are no people around here for several miles, and it is a good place for practice." Si Wu said, "I also know what you are thinking, and it doesn't matter if I let you see it when the separation is about to happen. Come on! My holy clothes!"
"Si Wu stretched out his hand and pointed upward, and from his index finger a golden light went straight up to the sky and penetrated the nine layers of clouds.
Golden meteors fell from the sky and stayed in front of Si Wu. What Bai Lang saw was a golden box with the Cancer constellation engraved on the outside. The box automatically unfolded, revealing the big golden crab inside...
The crab automatically decomposed and turned into golden light covering Si Wu's body. When the light solidified, Bai Lang saw the Si Wu of the Cancer Golden Saint - his white cloak flying.
"This time I will teach you the art of controlling souls, so I, a Cancer, are just right." Si Wu said, "Get ready, let's squeeze all your power!" A golden aura surrounded the golden saint, and Bailang felt infinite.
The power is gestating in it, "Is this a small universe?" he thought.
With the pale phosphorus fire hovering on Si Wu's index finger, the dim ghost star cluster of Cancer emerged behind the Saint. "Accumulating corpse energy" Si Wu said, while looking at Bai Lang, his index finger slowly pointed towards him.
Point out, "Be careful, I won't let go. I will accumulate corpse energy! Waves from the underworld!"
This chapter has been completed!