Isn't it over?

Passers-by were praising Jia Huan for his reputation as a hero, but the Zhao family's grandchildren were grateful but they were not at ease.●⌒,

They just realized that the people who fought with them today were actually the servants of the Prime Minister of the Ge Lao.

God, Prime Minister!

It is said in the play that the prime minister is a great figure who assists the king in governing the world, and is inferior to one person and above ten thousand people.

Now, this benefactor actually beats even the prince of the prime minister’s family!

this……

"Why, are you scared?"

Seeing Zhao Xin's face uneasy, Jia Huan smiled.

When Zhao Xin heard this, she thrust her chest and said loudly: "I'm not afraid!" But then she whispered: "I'm just afraid... I'm afraid of being tired and leaving my grandmother with her back..."

Jia Huan laughed and said, "How could you leave your hometown?"

Zhao Xin smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master, although I am a countryman outside the city, I am not a fool. Those prime ministers may have no choice but to deal with the young masters and sons..."

Jia Huan smiled and said, "You are thinking thoroughly. How about it? I hate that I just started to do it with my brain?"

Zhao Xin shook his head repeatedly and said, "Where is this? No matter how stupid Xin is, she will not be able to distinguish between good and evil, and right and wrong are unknown. If there is no young master who stands out today, I will be with my grandmother..."

Jia Huan said: "There is a way to ensure that you and Ling's grandmother don't have to leave their hometowns and can still have food and clothing. Are you willing to give it a try?"

When Zhao Xin heard this, he looked up at Jia Huan and said happily: "Young Master, please give me the order, as long as I can make my grandmother have no worries about food and clothing, Xinyue will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Jia Huan nodded and said in a deep voice: "My name is Jia Huan. I am currently a first-class son of Ningguo Mansion. Because I am a noble and martial artist, I can recruit one hundred personal soldiers. I see that you are not old, but you are very brave. How about you, would you like to be my personal soldiers?"

Zhao Xin was stunned when she heard this, and couldn't believe that such a good thing would fall on him. She murmured: "Young Master... how could you fall in love with me?"

It’s not that Zhao Xin was rude to himself, he thought that he could not even plant the land well except hunting, and there was nothing outstanding about it.

Look at the eyes of the people around you who are watching the fun, and the eyes of envy, jealous and hatred are almost melting into him.

The personal soldiers of the noble Wu Jue are a first-class profession.

If you can make some contributions in the future, it will not be a problem to be awarded a title.

Seeing Zhao Xin confused, Jia Huan smiled and said, "It's very simple, because you have the courage."

"courage?"

Zhao Xin was stunned again. He originally thought that Jia Huan had seen his courage, but he didn't expect that it was just courage.

But thinking about it, in front of a martial arts practitioner like Jia Huan, his three-bit crop style cannot be on the table at all.

But why is courage?

Jia Huan explained patiently: "Did you see the children of the prime minister and senior officials just now? How do you feel when they apologize to you?"

When Zhao Xin heard this, he smiled and said, "Good, Xin wants to thank the young master..."

“Hey…”

Jia Huan interrupted: "It's not about this. But... when they apologized to you, do you think they are so unattainable?"

When Zhao Xin heard this, he realized something and said, "I didn't think so much at that time, but now I think about it, it seems..."

"No bones, right?"

Jia Huan continued with a smile.

Zhao Xin smiled and said, "They may be afraid that you will hit them again, Mr.!"

Jia Huan shook his head and said, "If you change their positions, do they have the courage to hold a wooden stick and face so many Haonu holding sword sticks? It's impossible!

If they were asked to write articles, they would definitely write them with great courage, at least in their spirit, and would never take a step back, and would even imitate Ban Chao who abandoned his pen and joined the army. Or, they would compare themselves with Kong Ming, who could make peace with the world.

But you have also seen their actions just now. Will I really do anything to them? Not that I don’t have the courage to do that. But they are just afraid that I will hit them again, so they become soft.

This is not just a matter of them, but the commonality of most ordinary people. But it is not their fault. This is the "credit" of Confucianism for two thousand years to educate the world...

Forget it, if you don’t say this, you may not understand it if you say too much.

What I want to tell you is very simple. I really appreciate your arrogant behavior of fighting against those dog slaves alone.

You have the courage to be brave and fearless to death in order to protect your grandmother!

If such a person cannot be my personal soldiers, who else can be my own soldiers?

How about it, please feel free to answer me, would you like to be my personal soldier of Jia Huan?"

When Zhao Xin heard Jia Huan's praise of him, his face turned red with excitement. He nodded vigorously and said loudly: "Of course I am willing to be the young master's personal soldier, but..."

His voice lowered again and said, "It's just that my grandmother is in the hall. My grandmother is sick and has no one to take care of her. I can't leave."

When Jia Huan heard this, he felt even more happy. But before he could speak, the old woman picked up a wooden stick on the front of the wheelbarrow and greeted Zhao Xin repeatedly.

After Zhao Xin was beaten, he not only did not dare to hide, but also quickly fell to the ground to avoid standing too high and making it inconvenient for the old woman to hit him.

After being beaten up, Zhao Xin was not afraid of the pain, and even smiled apologized: "Grandmother, it's easy for you to beat your grandson when you're angry, but don't get angry. The doctor just told me that you can't bear the anger!"

The old woman was so angry that her face turned red and said, "It is your blessing to be respectful to you so much. If you don't say that, you will swear to your loyalty to your beloved, and you will pick up the big one with an airs, but you will use your old body as a guise. Do you want me to die sooner?"

Seeing that the old woman was so angry, Zhao Xin kowtowed and apologized: "Grandmother, no matter how naughty the grandson is, he dare not have such a ruthless idea. The grandson just can't bear to part with his grandmother and can't bear to leave his grandmother, grandmother..."

Seeing Zhao Xin's forehead blushing and tears flowing from his eyes, the old woman could not knock on the wooden stick in her hand, she wiped her tears and said, "If you have filial piety in your heart, you should listen to me. If you still refuse, you are very unfilial and force me to die!"

Jia Huan's eyes were slightly red, but he smiled and said, "Old man, you have a good grandson."

When the old woman saw Jia Huan speak, she quickly smiled and said, "My benefactor, don't praise him. Dog is so naughty. Just spit on him and beat him. You can just let your life or death. I just hope that the dog can be successful and become a talented person with the young master. I will feel at ease even if I die immediately."

Jia Huan smiled and said, "You don't have to die of old age. You must live well. As long as Zhao Xin is my personal soldier, he can divide a small house on the back street of Ningguo Mansion. Although it is not generous, it is still pure. He still has five taels of silver a month, plus some rice, grain, meat and vegetables, which is enough for your grandparents and grandchildren to live. He can also invite one or two nannies to take care of you. If he is successful and makes contributions in the future, he may also be able to ask you an imperial decree. This is the true great filial piety."

The old woman in the Zhao family was fascinated by the prospect that Jia Huan said. She looked at him blankly, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, as if she had seen that day.

Zhao Xin turned around and looked at Jia Huan and said word by word: "Young Master, Xin, dare not die for the young master!!"

Jia Huan laughed and said, "Okay, get up quickly, hurry up, take my grandmother and I back home!"

...

"Old Li, this is Zhao Xin, my newly recruited personal soldiers. They are very filial and brave. According to the rules of personal soldiers, you can divide him into a house and prepare all the furniture they should have. In addition,... the mansion has allocated an old nanny to talk to the old lady on weekdays and ask him to serve the old man well. By the way, I will send someone to invite a doctor to see the kid's injuries."

After returning to Ningguo Mansion, when Li Wanji came to greet him, Jia Huan introduced Zhao Xin to him and asked him to make arrangements.

When Li Wanji heard this, he looked at Fan Zhao Xin up and down, and then smiled and said, "Sure enough, being able to follow the Third Master is a blessing for you."

Jia Huan laughed and scolded: "Where did you learn these swear words? Hurry up, there are also old people."

Li Wanji laughed apologetically twice, then led Zhao Xin and his grandmother away.

Jia Huan turned around and was about to enter the mansion, but saw Han Da next to him and stopped talking, with a look of "constipation"...

Jia Huan smiled and said, "Brother, do you think what I did today is wrong?"

Han Da looked confused and smiled bitterly: "Brother Huan, why do you... offend people to death for nothing. It's not that you are afraid or not, but whether it's worth it."

Jia Huan looked at Han Dayi and looked around. Seeing that the door was far away and he was looking at him without looking at him, he pressed his voice and said to Han Da: "Now, seven out of all the civil officials in the court are from the side of King Zhongshun. I will break up with these people sooner or later. Instead of waiting until someone is forced to stand in the side, it is better to make a decision early on. What's more, our future roots are in the army. Being able to offend all the civil officials is the real way to last."

When Han Da heard this, he looked at Jia Huan with a strange expression and suddenly smiled: "Brother Huan, you are so smart. No wonder Brother Ben always said you..."

Jia Huan said angrily: "Brother, do you listen to Brother Ben's words? His purely jealous and jealous of his younger brother's cleverness and wit!"

Han Da laughed and said, "You go back quickly. My brother and sister are in a hurry to wait, I'll go to practice martial arts."

Jia Huan punched him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Okay, brother, you are even starting to joke with me now, right?"

Han Da laughed again, but stopped talking and turned around and left.

Looking at Han Da's back, Jia Huan nodded with relief, and then walked towards the second gate.

...

"Ah, are you back?"

Dong Mingyue almost turned into a husband-looking stone. She stood at the entrance of the study for three hours, only six hours, and finally saw Master Jia San strode towards him with surprise.

Jia Huan laughed and stretched out his arms, saying, "Wife, come and give your husband a hug of love!"

When Dong Mingyue heard this, her pretty face blushed, but she did not hug him. Instead, she reached out and lit it on his shoulder twice. Master Jia San was immediately timid, drooped his shoulders, and looked at Dong Mingyue with a bitter face.

Dong Mingyue said angrily: "The study door is still open!"

No, there are still maids who are holding back their laughter and tiptoe to pass by.

Jia Huan lamented in his heart, it was so embarrassing now...

…(To be continued.)
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