"It's so good, a thousand-mile horse..." Xiang An squatted on the wooden stake aside with envy, watching Xiang Yu bristle the black hair.
Not only Xiang An, Xiang Jing and Zijuan also squatted beside each other, and the three brothers and sisters held their faces with chirping expressions.
Xiang Yu was furious when he was seen by several people, and turned his head to look at the three of them with disgust: "I asked, can you get out? Do you have to squat here to watch?"
In fact, the job of bending horses should be done by servants, but Wu Zhi is quite violent. No one can touch it except Xiang Yu who has already recognized it. Besides, Qianli Horse is not an ordinary horse, so Xiang Yu came to browse the Wu Zhi himself.
The black mane slammed his nose and shook his neck. His shiny black mane swayed, and it could be seen that he was very confident in his appearance.
"It's so good..." The three brothers and sisters were completely captured by the kicking Yunwuzhi.
"..." Xiang Yu was speechless and simply turned his head and continued to focus on bristles, not caring about the three people behind him.
"Oh! So here!" A loud voice came from the side. The four of them looked at each other and found that Xiang Lu was standing outside the stable with a smile on his face, saying hello to several people.
"Fourth Uncle." Xiang Yu, Xiang An and Zijuan greeted him happily.
"Dad, you are here!" Xiang Jing ran to Xiang Lu's side.
"Well, I heard that my third brother bought a thousand-mile horse a few days ago. I have always wanted to come and see it, but I have been unable to get away because of the heavy business. I can only come to see you today, but I didn't expect you to get a bargain." Xiang Lu smiled and pointed Xiang Yu.
"It's first come first served. If you are the fourth uncle, you will be the one who envies now." Xiang Yu did not humble himself and responded with a smile.
Xiang Lu is the most approachable among the elders of the Xiang family. If he hadn't been really old, his conversation and temperament would even seem to be the same generation as Xiang Yu and Xiang An.
"Okay, you guys are here to play. I have something to deal with, so I'll take a look at you." Xiang Lu sighed and touched his head. "Now the second and third brothers are all sick, so I'll just say that the family's affairs are on my body..."
"Come on." Xiang An didn't pay any attention to Xiang Lu, just watching Wu Zhi.
Xiang Lu rolled his eyes and turned his head and left.
......
The weather is getting colder and colder. According to the Xiang family's previous habits, they always have to hunt during the autumn and winter social interactions, but this year the Xiang family's pillars were injured and the matter was left alone.
"Where do you usually go to hunt?" Xiang An put down the beryllium in his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead.
"I heard that I was going to Huai River." Xiang Yu also stopped his movements and let out a breath of turbid air, "Don't you really think your big beryllium is too long?"
The big beryllium selected by Xiang An was three feet long (1 zhang 2.31m in the Qin Dynasty). It was swung wide and opened and closed, with Xiang An's strength, no effort at all.
"Does there be? I don't think so." Xiang An threw the beryllium into the air, caught it with his feet, turned it twice, and kicked it on the weapon stand next to him.
"...It's good if you don't think there is any problem." Xiang Yu's mouth twitched, but he still didn't say anything.
The weapon he usually uses is a halberd that is one meter long, which is very long, but compared with Xiang An's big beryllium, it is simply a witch.
Xiang An would use many weapons, but he fell in love with such a thing, which is amazing.
"Xiaojuan and Baixing are in class again?" He put his halberd back on the weapon stand, and Xiang Yu rubbed his wrist.
"Yes, after we both finished learning, Mr. Wu Ju and Mr. Zishu went to torture Xiaojuan and Bai Xing." Xiang An looked disgusted, "It's no need to learn to learn."
"Yes, it's so painful. I hope Xiaojuan and Baixingren are fine." Xiang Yu said with a sigh.
"At least Xiaojuan and Baixing won't make the two gentlemen angry to death." Xiang Liang's voice came from the bottom of the aisle in the back hall and even snorted.
"Uncle." Xiang Yu and Xiang An greeted with him.
"Ahem - I'll be idle all day long after I don't need to study, and I don't do some serious work. You two are really annoying!" Xiang Liang scolded the two brothers with a look of regret, "I know that I'll fight around in this martial arts field every day, or I just go to the stable to do some serious work. Can I do some serious work?"
"But, uncle, what can we do?" Xiang An said with a grievance.
Xiang Liang coughed twice again: "You should learn the art of war."
"art of war?"
The two brothers were interested at the same time.
"Yes, it's military tactics." Seeing that the brothers were interested, Xiang Liang nodded with satisfaction, "The means used in the battlefield can be called 'military tactics'."
"My Xiang family has been a general for generations, so naturally he is proficient in military arts. As descendants of my Xiang family, are you willing to learn this military art?"
Xiang Yu and Xiang An looked at each other.
"willing!"
......
Studying is always painful and slow.
Xiang Yu and Xiang An thought they were liberated, but who knew that what was waiting ahead was the deeper horror.
However, this time, Xiang Liang himself is the one with high blood pressure.
......
Winter is coming and spring is coming, and it is late May in a blink of an eye, and the weather is getting hot.
"Uncle, we have a place to go and see." Xiang Yu stood in front of Xiang Liang, with a hint of request in his eyes.
"Uncle, I'm the same." Xiang An stood beside Xiang Yu and looked at Xiang Liang seriously.
Xiang Liang put down the teacup in his hand and looked up at the two brothers.
"Hanshan Village?"
"Yes." Xiang An nodded.
"...Why do you want to go to the mountain village?" Xiang Liang sighed and gently stroked his teacup.
The original San Village of Wuxia has been reduced to ruins, but the survivors have not lost the information of living. They rebuilt a new village in the place where Shanjun can see it, called "Yushan Village", which is the only surviving Yang Yi in the middle of the three villages.
"...I just want to go and have a look." Xiang An answered for a moment.
"I'll ask my uncle to agree." Xiang Yu looked at Xiang Liang sincerely.
"Okay, go." Xiang Liang waved his hand, "I know what you two are thinking."
"Thank you uncle!" Xiang An showed an excited look and grabbed Xiang Yu's hand, "Let's go! Brother!"
The two brothers ran out in a hurry, leaving Xiang Liang alone to sit in their seats to drink tea.
After a while, Xiang Liang spoke.
"Don't you really go back and have a look with them, Xiaojuan?" Xiang Liang asked softly as his index finger slid along the edge of the tea bowl.
"...No need, dad." Zijuan squatted behind the corner, buried her head in her arms, unable to see her expression clearly.
"Xiaojuan, know what is the most precious thing he is right now."
"..." Xiang Liang's hands rubbing tea bowl were slightly beaten.