At the gate of Datong City, Shanxi, none of the local military and political officials were looking into the distance and waiting. After a long time, they saw a long snake winding in the distance!

"Here, come! The handsome man is here!"

"Wu Guerrilla, your son has arrived!"

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Some military generals quickly greeted each other, cheered up and prepared to greet them. Some of them were reminding Wu Xiang.

There was no trace of frustration on Wu Xiang's face, but he nodded in response with a smile. Let others see it, and he was proud of his son. In the history of the Ming Dynasty, he became the youngest general in the Ming Dynasty with his military achievements!

In fact, it is precisely this reason that Wu Xiang was seized from the throne of Count and was demoted from general to guerrilla. No colleague dared to mock him and give him a look.

The teams in the distance gradually approached, and the generals who were welcoming respectfully and welcomed the generals to trust.

But who knew that a personal guard suddenly stepped out of the team first, ran to the front and shouted loudly, "The Grandmaster felt a cold on the road, so it was inconvenient to meet each other, please!"

"..." When the generals heard this, they were stunned.

Wu Xiang felt a little nervous when he heard this, and he was a little worried. He quickly asked, but the guard looked at him and knew him naturally, but he ignored him. He immediately turned around and returned to the team.

When Wu Xiang saw it, he was a little stunned and slowly turned around, his face a little ugly.

The team drove into the city, and General Wu Sangui did not show up, but sat in a certain car. This made the generals who greeted him very disappointed and felt boring. However, when they saw Wu Xiang, they were a little surprised.

General Wu didn't even see him, so he really got seriously ill, right? Or maybe there was some other reason...

About an hour later, the team entered the city. Wu Xiang finally saw his son at the Marshal's Mansion.

When he saw his son sitting there, except for his bad look, he couldn't see a little sick look, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.

After seeing his father, Wu Sangui finally reacted, but he asked with resentment: "Dad, it's just a deal with a mere thief. You hold the elite Datong, why do you still collapse in front of the formation?"

When Wu Xiang heard this, his face turned red. Afterwards, he found out that he regretted it very much! But what could have happened? Everything had happened. He looked at the people in the room and saw that they were all his old people. He felt a little better. He knew that his son did not mention this matter in front of an outsider, so he was giving him face.

My son is dissatisfied, so let him vent!

He thought so, and sure enough, as soon as Wu Sangui spoke, he continued, "It's great now. Not only is the count of our Wu family gone, but his son has also been forced to leave Jinzhou. Dad, we have the foundation to be a place of Ningjin!"

This is indeed true. Wu Xiang squeezed out a smile and wanted to comfort his son, saying that as long as he had money and soldiers in his hands, it would be fine if he left Ning Jin!

But before he could speak, Wu Sangui complained again: "Dad, you are old and can no longer keep up with the situation..."

When Wu Xiang heard this, he was stunned and the smile on his face disappeared. He was a little angry. How dare his son say this?

"The emperor is working hard to improve himself, and he is a hero of the Ming Dynasty!" Wu Sangui said with a little regret, "But you have always been thinking about preserving your strength and preserving your strength! Not only do you think so when you wipe out the thieves, but you even make the people around your son nag like this every day. A man is a real man, holding a heavy army, but he accomplished nothing. Seeing that the military achievements in front of you cannot be achieved, you don't know that your son left Jinzhou, he can only watch He Kegang make contributions in the future, and Cao Wenzhao, do you believe it or not, you will be promoted to general soon?"

He could think of it with his toes. His father was defeated and fled in front of the two armies, not because he could not defeat the thief, but because he wanted to preserve his strength! Not only did he preserve his strength himself, but he also asked the elderly in his family to keep nagging and admonishing him to preserve his strength. As long as he had soldiers in his hands, the court had to pay attention to something. His ears could hear calluses!

Wu Xiang was scolded by his son, which was very embarrassing. However, he was a shrewd businessman. After hearing his son's words, he had to seriously consider it.

Wu Sangui had the opportunity to say all the dissatisfaction in his heart, and he said too much. Even if his father didn't say anything, he continued to vent: "Look, my son made a quick decision and stopped the Mongolian army and did not return to the army immediately. Instead, he went to the grassland to show his power for the Ming Dynasty! It was precisely because of this that the emperor would use his son in an extraordinary way and become the youngest general in the history of the Ming Dynasty. The emperor's intention was to ask his son to live up to the holy grace and continue to promote the power of the Ming Dynasty. But look, after his son became the general of Jinzhou, he held heavy troops, but he did nothing. Look..."

At this time, Wu Sangui was only eighteen years old. He was young, and he was full of energy and passion. He was about to make a big contribution. But Wu Xiang asked the elderly in his family to often nag in his ears about the words that preserved his strength, which must be inconsistent with his age and personality. If the facts prove that Wu Xiang was right, then maybe Wu Sangui would be convinced and would do so.

But the facts of this plane prove that the current emperor is a rare hero. The result of preserving his strength is to defeat the battle, be demoted, and even he was transferred from the Jinzhou front line, which was the best at making great contributions. This made Wu Sangui's dissatisfaction burst out.

When Wu Xiang heard his son's complaints, he suddenly felt for the first time that he had made a mistake in his plan. What his son said was not without reason.

After hearing a lot of words from his son Balabara, Wu Xiang showed a smile on his face and nodded, "My son seems to make sense! In this way, write a letter to your uncle for your father and ask..."

When Wu Sangui heard this, he couldn't help but be very angry. He felt that he had said so much, but there was no effect. His father had to discuss with his uncle in the capital. His future still could not be decided by himself, so he interrupted directly: "No, if you know what the child is doing in the future, you will make a decision! Dad, don't worry!"

"..." Wu Xiang was stunned when he heard this and stopped talking.

Wu Sangui looked at his father and said with a serious expression: "Your Majesty has an order. After the child is transferred to Datong, he will use troops to the grassland. If he doesn't seize this opportunity, his child's future will definitely be gone. The emperor wants to revive the Ming Dynasty and will never always appoint incompetent people!"

Speaking of this, he suddenly showed a hint of yearning, "The Emperor once praised Chia as the General of the Ming Dynasty. Now that there is this opportunity left, Chia must show off so that he can live up to the grace of His Majesty's promotion! Chia can also fight for my Wu family..."

Wu Xiang stared at his son who was politely chanting, and suddenly, he felt old!

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