Admiral Dongchang looks majestic, but in fact he is just a minion of the royal family. Although Chang Yu holds military power at this time, it is only a knife in the emperor's hand. He seems to have unlimited glory every day, but in fact he is walking on thin ice and can be careless with his words.
But the consequences of making Long Yan furious would be disastrous, and a military defeat would lead to his death. Therefore, he had to walk on the tip of a knife with fear all the time, and the psychological pressure was far heavier than anyone imagined.
Only when he returns home can he completely relax his body and mind, and this home is the Huangzhai near Guangqumen, a place where he has no parents, no brothers and sisters, but he can feel a trace of family affection.
Huang Residence is Chang Yu's most heart-warming place, so others are naturally not allowed to come in and out at will to avoid being exposed. Even the coachman, Old Hu, has never stepped foot inside and does not even know the existence of this place.
Only a few people around me know it.
Chunxiang was chatting in a low voice with Chang Yu while driving the carriage. There were two riders following the carriage from a distance. They were not only his own attendants Qiao Sanxiu and Song Luoyu, but they were also two of the few people.
Before Chunxiang entered the house, the carriage rushed to the gate of Huang Mansion and left. Ding Sui, the servant, opened the door and saw that the head of the house was coming late at night. He was so surprised that Chang Yu stopped him and kept silent.
It was a bit hot in early summer, and Su Chenghuang had not yet fallen asleep. When he heard the noise outside, he saw that it was Chang Yu who was exchanging greetings. Little Apple also got up in a hurry, surrounding Chang Yu and asking questions.
On the stone table under the big tree in the backyard, there was a pot of hot tea, a plate of cold dishes and a few glasses of wine. Chang Yu and Su Chenghuang Xiao Pingguo were chatting about home affairs, while Song Luoyu and Qiao Sanxiu went to rest in the outer courtyard.
"Brother Chang, it was scary yesterday. I heard that the Tatars entered the city from the waterway of Guangqumen. We didn't know it at the time. Sister Song ran over and asked the servants to grab knives and sticks to guard the door...
"Little Apple stared with big eyes, still looking frightened and talking about what happened yesterday. Chang Yu looked calm and talked to him with a smile.
Su Chenghuang sipped the wine slowly, his eyes kept glancing at the little eunuch. Such a young man suddenly saved his family, and then took in his family again. He never asked for anything.
Any request made him feel like a dream every time he thought about it.
It was not that he was not curious about Chang Yu's identity. He guessed that he was the son of a military boss from the DPRK, but he had never looked into it. Although he had no education and no ability, he knew the principles of life. If others don't tell him, don't ask.
That's why it's rare to be confused.
"Young Master, I heard that the Tatars withdrew their troops yesterday, will they still attack the city?" Su Chenghuang managed to interject. Chang Yu hummed and shook his head slightly: "The Tatars are not good at attacking cities, and they entered the city this time.
He did not come here to attack the city, I think he will leave in the near future."
"So, the young master is leaving the city to fight again?" Su Chenghuang suddenly realized one thing, that is, every time Chang Yu came over, he would leave the capital to fight the next day.
Well, Chang Yu nodded: "The fastest is tomorrow, the slowest is within three days."
"Brother Chang, the war is too dangerous. Those Tatars are murderous demons without blinking an eye. Don't be stupid and rush forward. Remember to hide behind..." Little Apple looked worried.
Su Chenghuang scolded: "The young master is a general. Generals sit in the formation and command the war. They are protected by thousands of troops and horses. There is no reason to rush forward. You just listen to books and listen too much..."
Chang Yu smiled and said nothing. If any of his subordinates had said these words to Little Apple, they would probably end badly. But how could he speak righteously to a little girl who didn't know anything about the battlefield and was worried about her own safety?
to retort and reprimand her.
"Master, is it the big eunuch from Dongchang who is leading the army to fight the Tatars again this time?" Su Chenghuang said casually, and Chang Yu almost stood up in shock.
"Well, it seems so. Yes, it depends on the emperor's will."
"It would be better if the eunuch from Dongchang led the troops. I heard that the eunuch is a victorious general and is invincible. He defeated the bandit army and defeated the Tatars..." Su Chenghuang said in a eunuch-like manner.
, Chang Yu was restless, or sounded a little uncomfortable.
"Uncle Su seems to admire the eunuch of Dongchang very much," Chang Yu said with a wry smile.
Su Chenghuang nodded: "I admire people who have the ability to protect the people of the Ming Dynasty..."
"Brother Chang, you also lead troops to fight. Have you seen that eunuch? What does he look like? I heard that the people in Dongchang are very bad. You have to be careful not to offend him." Little Apple looked curious.
Chang Yu smiled slightly: "You also know that I heard that the rumors are not trustworthy. How can the people in Dongchang be so bad? They only do evil to those corrupt officials who are corrupt and bend the law. They are very good to the people." He said with a slight smile.
Dun: "The eunuch is ordered to supervise the army. Now all the troops and horses in the capital are under his control. I obey orders under him and I have seen a very kind man..."
Under the starry sky, as the night grew darker, the three of them whispered and talked about endless household gossip under the big tree in the courtyard.
When the sky was getting slightly brighter, Song Luoyu rolled over and got up. She felt a little restless when she changed places. She left the house and wanted to get some water to wash her face. She saw Qiao Sanxiu practicing boxing under the shade of a tree in the courtyard: "Is it possible that Master Qiao didn't sleep well either?"
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Qiao Sanxiu was a loyal man and smiled: "I haven't seen my wife and children for a long time. I miss her so much."
"It turns out I miss my family." Song Luoyu was actually quite envious: "Once the Tatars retreat, the troops from the south will be able to enter the city. In a few days, Mrs. Sister-in-Law and Mr. Ling will come back. Master Qiao will wait..."
While the two were talking, they heard the noise of people. It turned out that the servants of the Huang Mansion had gotten up. After washing, these servants consciously started boxing in the courtyard.
Qiao Sanxiu and Song Luoyu looked at it for a while and felt that it was very familiar. It seemed that the soldiers of the Fourth Battalion of Dongchang also practiced this basic boxing technique. Then they realized that it must have been passed down by the factory supervisor. Since he could teach it in the army, he would naturally teach it to the people at home.
The servant's.
At this time, the backyard door creaked, and Chang Yu came out. He saw Qiao Sanxiu and Song Luoyu, who were obviously a little surprised: "Didn't you sleep well?"
The two of them smiled slightly: "Okay, did you sleep well, young master?"
Chang Yu shrugged: "When I'm sleepy, I can fall asleep on my head. When I'm not sleepy, I can't even fall asleep while being tied up, but I slept very well last night." After saying that, he walked towards the servants and fisted the military body with them.
After catching the enemy and punching him once, he was warmed up, so he called Qiao San to show off his moves.
Qiao Sanxiu knew that he liked actual combat, and his men showed no mercy. He showed off his unique skills and fought with Chang Yu. The two of them punched and kicked, and the wind was strong, and the onlookers could not take their eyes away. They cheered from time to time. Even Song Luoyu was also excited to see the skills.
, couldn't help but join the battle circle and join forces with Qiao Sanxiu to attack the little eunuch.
Chang Yu didn't look down on her just because she was a female. In fact, he knew that Song Luoyu was very capable of cutting her hands. This girl had many vicious tricks, such as the sword in her sleeve, which made it hard to guard against.
Fortunately, this was a competition of skills rather than killing the enemy, only fists and kicks, but even so, Chang Yu was still invincible. After all, Qiao Sanxiu was the master of the Three Emperors Cannon Hammer. If he fought alone, he might be able to win with experience, but with Song Luoyu, he could win with experience.
Chang Yu, an experienced assassin in the world of martial arts, could not get any advantage at all.
It was daybreak. Su Guoer was busy making breakfast with her parents. Chang Yu, Qiao Sanxiu and other servants were washing up. Song Luoyu asked in a low voice behind him: "Sir, Wuzhong is known as the best master in Dongchang.
I believe it, but when he boasts that he can defeat other masters under your command with one against three at will, is he exaggerating?"
Humph, Qiao Sanxiu curled his lips: "I'm exaggerating. Although he is known as the number one master, it's not that his boxing skills are better than mine. In fact, he has a big body and innate supernatural power. Haven't you heard of Yili?"
He is reduced to ten levels, let alone a powerful master of martial arts."
As the saying goes: There is no second in martial arts and no martial arts. Qiao Sanxiu was obviously dissatisfied when he said this. After all, there is no level of skill, only those who practice it. He thinks that his martial arts skills are not inferior to those of Wuzhong, but his body size and fighting experience are not as good as those of Wuzhong.
Just the other person.
Unexpectedly, when Chang Yu heard this, he thought for a moment and said, "Wuzhong may not be bragging."
Qiao Sanxiu exclaimed: "Is it possible that you really think that Wuzhong can defeat us with one against three? You think too highly of him, or you underestimate us."
Chang Yu knew that he might have misunderstood, and quickly explained: "How dare I underestimate you? If we ask about fist and kick martial arts, Wuzhong is only slightly better than you. Among them, he still relies on his tall body, natural strength and rich fighting experience, but if Wuzhong
Do you have a knife in hand?"
Qiao Sanxiu frowned, and his face gradually became serious. Jiang Fa said that the famous sword sage in the world is Wuzhong. He has also seen Wuzhong wield the sword with his own eyes. It is indeed amazing. If nothing else, it was Guangqu the day before yesterday.
In a battle at the gate, one man and one sword fought nearly a hundred Tatars. If it were him... he would never do it.
Seeing that Qiao Sanxiu didn't speak, Song Luoyu already got the answer he wanted to know from his face, and couldn't help but show a hint of joy. At this moment, Little Apple rushed over and shouted that the meal was ready, everyone, go and eat quickly
Bar.
Chang Yu was about to go to the backyard when the door to the front yard was banged and he frowned. When the servant opened the door, it was Chunxiang.
"The Tatars have broken camp," Chunxiang said lightly as he leaned toward the courtyard door. Chang Yu glanced at the little apple in the courtyard at the door, waved his hand, and turned to leave.
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