Although the words contained the concern of the elders for the younger ones, it was too harsh to say that he was not as good as his father. Wang Xun was caught off guard and was thinking about whether he should retort when he heard the short man Feng
The general continued to scold, "Why, boy, you are not convinced, aren't you? I think back then, although your grandfather had never served as an official, he was a close friend of Chang'an. Not to mention a small arrest, even Jing Zhaoyin himself did not have the guts to come.
Act wild! Look at what you are doing...!"
"Fourth uncle scolded Mingyun harshly. He is only seventeen years old this year. He is still a half-grown child!" Aunt Yun couldn't listen anymore and took the initiative to stand up and speak for Wang Xun.
"My child, sister-in-law, it's not me who talks too much. It's just because you keep treating him as your child that he never grows up." The short general Feng Changqing looked back at Aunt Yun and retorted in a deep voice, "As long as he is a man, he will never grow up."
The burden is born with him. No one else cares whether he is a child or not. As long as he cannot bear it, the entire Lao Wang family will be destroyed!"
Seeing Feng Changqing's solemn words, Aunt Yun had no choice but to nod, sigh and close her mouth. Wang Xun was blushing with embarrassment, but he had to admit that what the other party said was reasonable, so he had to bow again and thank him in a low voice.
Said: "Fourth uncle taught you a very good lesson. My nephew failed to live up to expectations and brought discredit to the Wang family!"
"Smearing? That's not a big deal!" Feng Changqing shook his head and slowly slowed down his tone of voice, "At least you didn't abandon your aunt when you were in trouble and ran away alone.
At this point, he is still a man! Your aunt just told me about the recent events, and it just so happened that I was recently ordered to rectify the Feilong Guards. Starting from tomorrow, you can live with me in the military camp for a few days!"
Wang Xun has a lazy temper and hates being restrained by others. After hearing Feng Changqing's words, he instinctively wanted to refuse. But suddenly, Zhang Xun's instructions to him before leaving today floated in his ears again, and he hesitated for a moment.
He responded in a low voice, "But it's my fourth uncle's arrangement. My nephew has caused trouble for his fourth uncle!"
"It's not really a trouble. The imperial court has just promoted me to the deputy envoy of Jiedu, and there are a few vacancies under my command. You come with me and become a sixth-grade soldier first, and then you can accumulate some merits after you come to the fortress. I
It's a good idea to help you out!" Feng Changqing patted Wang Xun's shoulder hard and promised with a smile.
As soon as he joined the army, he joined the army at the sixth rank. This generous treatment was beyond Wang Xun's expectation. Thinking that he could not owe too many favors, he pondered for a moment and said politely in a low voice, "Would it be too much trouble for my fourth uncle, my nephew?"
If you have some knowledge of martial arts, you can start as a vanguard!"
"That's right. You have just become the deputy envoy of Jiedu, and you immediately promoted a large number of people. It is inevitable that you will be caught by those jealous guys. Xun'er has practiced martial arts very well, so let him be a personal soldier for you first!
"Aunt Yun stood up again and put herself in the shoes of both parties.
With Wang Xun's age and reputation, joining the army as a sixth-grade soldier as soon as he joined the army will definitely make many people dissatisfied. And his experience is not enough for him to settle various relationships, so he might as well just follow Feng Changqing and become a soldier.
Personal soldiers. On the one hand, there are many opportunities for promotion in the future, and on the other hand, there is no need to go into battle in person, which can avoid many unexpected risks.
Feng Changqing started out as Gao Xianzhi's personal soldier and climbed up to the position of deputy governor step by step. At this time, how could he not guess the little calculation in Aunt Yun's belly? But he turned to look at Wang Xun, he
But she refused with a smile, "My sister-in-law doesn't know something. With him like this, it would be easy to join the army, but it would be difficult for me to become a soldier!"
How could this happen? The eyes of Wang Xun and Aunt Yun were immediately attracted, staring at Feng Changqing with confusion on their faces.
Seeing the two people hesitating to speak, Feng Changqing continued to smile and shook his head, "I, the soldiers of the Anxi Army, require that 'the swords dare to advance, the fire will not retreat. In every battle, death will not turn back.' Ming agreed that he might
I know some martial arts skills, but with these two attempts to be my pawn, I'm afraid I'm still a little short of the qualifications!"
"You..." Wang Xun became anxious upon hearing this, and regardless of the seniority difference between the two parties, he loudly contradicted her. "I did act ill-considered in the past, and my fourth uncle just scolded you today. But you
You can't humiliate me again and again. Not to mention that I may not like your Anxi Army's bastard joining the army. Even if I took the initiative to ask you to go, now I have changed my mind.
Isn’t that okay? Fourth uncle, please excuse me. My nephew just had a drink outside today and is a little tired!"
"Hey, you're not very old, but you have quite a temper!" After being suddenly contradicted, Feng Changqing smiled instead of getting angry, "Okay, it's good to have a temper. Men are not afraid of having a temper, they are just afraid that they can't be beaten with three sticks.
Come on! Are you not convinced? If not, let’s stretch out our hands. Thirteen, help me teach this kid a lesson!”
"Yes, Your Majesty!" A hoarse voice suddenly came from the corner, and immediately after, a guy shorter than Feng Changqing, who looked like he hadn't had enough to eat in a few lifetimes, suddenly jumped out.
"Ah!" Caught off guard, Wang Xun couldn't help but take a few steps back. Looking carefully again, he saw the guard who had never had a full meal in his life holding the handle of the knife with both hands and saluting respectfully in front of him, "
Young Lord Marquis, Thirteen is asking for advice from you!"
"Fourth uncle!" Aunt Yun quickly spoke to stop Wang Xun, fearing that he would make a mistake.
"It's okay, sister-in-law, I'll play with him for a while!" Feng Changqing narrowly blinked his eyes to ask Aunt Yun to calm down. Then he smiled and whispered, "Thirteen, don't fight in the house.
Every item in this house is an old antique, and you can’t afford to sell it to you. Go out, I remember there is a martial arts training ground in this house. You go there to spar with the young marquis. You are only allowed to use three points.
Strength, don't hurt him!"
"Yes, Lord!" The hungry ghost who was called Thirteen immediately put away his knife and stood beside Feng Changqing, bowing his head deeply.
Ever since he entered the house, Feng Changqing had been teaching him many things as an elder. Wang Xun had long been filled with anger. When he heard the other party mentioning the martial arts field, he didn't realize that he was playing into his heart, so he stopped talking nonsense and did
With a gesture of invitation, he walked out.
Feng Changqing smoothed his short beard with his hand and smiled slightly. Then he nodded to Aunt Yun and followed behind Wang Xun. It was the time to ask for help, and no matter how many rudenesses the other party made, Aunt Yun couldn't care less.
. He had no choice but to smile and order his servants to place the low table, tea, and snacks next to the martial arts arena.
After a while, Wang Xun packed up his bunting and stood upright in the martial arts arena. The starving ghost named Thirteen also moved his two bow legs and ran in behind the Wang family servants. For the convenience of the martial arts competition,
He also took off his armor, changed into short clothes, picked up a wooden knife wrapped in Gebu, and saluted Wang Xun again.
"Please!" Seeing that the other party was so polite, Wang Xun didn't hesitate to take action. He raised the wooden sword wrapped in Gebu and said with a smile.
"Ah!" Before he finished speaking, Thirteen Starved Ghosts jumped up in the air. In mid-air, the man and the wooden sword merged into one, whizzing and smashing down on Wang Xun's head.
"Ah!" Unexpectedly, this person would do it as soon as he said it. Wang Xun quickly raised his knife to parry. However, he could not use his full strength this time. As soon as the blade touched the opponent's weapon, his body was immediately shaken by the impact. That starved to death
Gui took advantage of the reaction of the collision between the two weapons, adjusted his body in mid-air, and suddenly kicked out, hitting Wang Xun in the shoulder.
A strong force came, kick, kick, kick. Wang Xun took a few steps back and sat firmly on a big buttock. The starving ghost floated down from the air and stood firm three feet in front of Wang Xun, holding his hands again
He held the hilt of the knife and said, "Little Marquis, Shisan Cheng gave in!"
"You -" Wang Xun is so angry. He really thinks that just like the master of the house, he has the same kind of servants. This Feng Changqing is an old and disrespectful scoundrel, and his followers are also scoundrels. They don't talk about it at all.
The rules of combat.
As if hearing what he wanted to say, Feng Changqing laughed loudly, "When the two armies are fighting, who told you so many rules? With one strike, the loser dies and the winner lives, it's that simple. If you don't accept it, right?"
Thirteen, compete with him again. This time, you are allowed to use five points of strength!" "Yes, my lord!" Thirteen, the hungry ghost, first bowed to Feng Changqing, then stepped back a few steps, and faced Feng Changqing.
Wang Xun once again bowed his hands in tribute.
This time, Wang Xun refused to be fooled. He jumped up from the ground and slashed with his sword. Starving Ghost Thirteen lightly dodged to the side, and then swept the weapon close to the ground. "Pop!" The sword head was pointed.
It hit Wang Xun's ankle, causing him to stumble forward in pain and fall again.
"How?" Feng Changqing asked with a smile, not caring that Wang Xun's face had turned purple.
"He is cheating!" Wang Xun roared from his throat, as if today was the worst of all the grievances he had suffered in his life.
"Then come again. Thirteen, three wins out of five. If you lose, you will be punished to clean the horse pen!" The disrespectful Feng Changqing smiled, reached out and grabbed the tea cup from the low table, and poured himself a drink.
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"Yes, Lord!" Thirteen the Starving Ghost responded loudly, "Thirteen will definitely win, Thirteen does not need to clean the horse pen!"
"I'll beat you to death, this guy who was reincarnated as a starving ghost!" Taking advantage of the opponent's bragging, Wang Xun jumped up and pounced on him with a knife. Relying on his long hands and long legs, he opened and closed the short stature of Thirteen.
He couldn't get close. Although Thirteen looked like he didn't have enough to eat, his body was much more flexible than ordinary people. He was seen jumping around Wang Xun like a monkey, and suddenly he slammed his shoe on the ground.
Thick smoke jumped up from the sand and went straight to Wang Xun's face.
"Ah!" Wang Xun couldn't see anything immediately, and tears rolled down due to the stimulation of the sand. Before he realized that he had been fooled, there was a gentle tap on the back of his neck. Then he heard Shisan's voice.
He shouted in his own ear, "Win three out of five games, my lord, Thirteen is lucky to live up to his mission!"
