Xiao Zhan turned around and saw an old man. He quickly stood up and saluted the old man: "Junior Xiao Zhan, I have met Mr. Zheng!"
"Haha!" Mr. Zheng smiled heartily, helped Xiao Zhan upright, patted Xiao Zhan's shoulder and said with a smile: "In our martial arts world, those who have learned without success are always the teachers. Your current strength is higher than mine, you
You can beat the king around, but I am being chased by the king and need to claim your name to scare him, so now you are my senior and I am your junior."
It's not that Mr. Zheng is being humble.
This is indeed the case in the martial arts world. Whoever is strong is awesome and has the right to look down on anyone with low strength. People with low strength have to look up to people with high strength regardless of age. So people with high strength are
Seniors, those with lower strength are juniors. This is why there is a saying that "he who learns without prior knowledge is the teacher".
In other words, there is no age difference in learning martial arts. As long as you can reach a height that others cannot reach, you are a master!
Therefore, even if Mr. Zheng calls Xiao Zhan master or senior, it is reasonable.
"Mr. Zheng, you must not say that. Seniors are seniors, and juniors are juniors. If you hadn't come to save me with my master, I would have died in the Long family long ago. Where would I be today? So Zheng
The kindness of the elder will always be remembered by the younger generation. No matter where the younger generation's strength reaches in the future, Mr. Zheng will always be my senior and benefactor!" Xiao Zhan said sincerely.
Mr. Zheng Fushu smiled and was very pleased to hear that, and said: "Old Jiang, you are an incredible disciple. You are so young and have such high achievements, but you can still be so humble. You will definitely have a bright future in the future!"
"Haha!" Jiang Shan and Yourong Yan said with a hearty smile: "Old Jiang, the most worthy thing to show off in my life is that I chose a good young man to be my apprentice in the Western Region. I chose Xiao Zhan.
This kid really did not disappoint me. In just ten years, he has surpassed a height that we have been unable to reach for most of our lives. I am proud, I am proud!"
"Haha! Having a disciple like Xiao Zhan is enough for you to brag and show off for the rest of your life." Mr. Zheng smiled heartily, sat down beside the hospital bed, and then said to Xiao Zhan: "Old Long has a stubborn temper and is stubborn.
Once you decide on one thing, it’s hard for eight horses to chase you.”
"I know that he hurt you a lot at that time, and I also know that you always remember that hatred, but what I want to say is that his son may have done something wrong, but he is loyal to this country. If he is not loyal, he will not
He has to defend Kunlun Mountain with us for decades, and when the king comes to kill him, there is no need for him to fight tooth and nail."
"So I dare to use my identity as a senior to ask you not to retaliate against him. Can you give me some noodles?"
Xiao Zhan fell into silence.
He could not forget the harm the Long family had done to his mother and him.
He also had to admit that he hated Long Xiaotian, the Long Xiaoshan brothers, and the old bastard Long Yuanzhou. He had been thinking about waiting for the evil things suppressed in Kunlun to be eradicated, and then he would settle accounts with them.
But after hearing what Mr. Zheng said, he suddenly became discouraged.
Because he loves this country, he is willing to forgive anyone who hurts him but is loyal to this country.
So, he smiled with relief: "Let the past be forgotten. As long as he does not betray this lovely country, I will not settle old scores with him. If one day he betrays this country, I will settle the scores even more."
return."
"Of course, his son robbed my company and has to return it to me. Also, his grandson's wrong command caused my Western Army to pay a lot of casualties. The Long family has to pay a huge sum of money to comfort the soldiers who died because of him.
The hearts and minds of the families.”
After listening to Xiao Zhan's words, Mr. Zheng smiled happily.
"The prime minister's belly can hold a boat. If you have this belly, you will definitely become a general or a prime minister in the future!"
Having said this, he shouted: "Old Long, come in."