It was obvious that Mr. Yang was too soft to accept. No matter how polite he was, he could not open the door.
If that's the case, let's be tough.
Zong Rui is not a rigid person. Like other men in the Zong family, he went to the border at the age of twelve and started as a soldier. Now he has achieved the titles he has earned with real swords and guns.
On the battlefield, when encountering unsolvable difficulties, the most direct way is to use brute force to tear a hole open.
No matter how to defeat the few with more, no matter how many tricks you use, as long as you have enough strength advantage, you can do it without moving.
Zong Rui thought about it and said, "Young Master Yang is just a horse supervisor now. The bandits in Yanshan are none of your business."
He just said something when he was rudely interrupted by Yang Shu: "Don't give me any nonsense. You make it seem like your Northwest Army's suppression of bandits is more righteous. If this is really the case, before I come here, you...
Why don’t you suppress the bandits?”
Zong Rui was confused. He recognized Yang Shu. The ancestors of both families started out as soldiers. But in this generation, one is a border guard and the other is a playboy. They really have nothing in common. All the friendships add up to
Together, it's just about recognizing each other's faces.
Therefore, his understanding of Yang Shu was limited to hearsay, and he never expected that his answer would be so bandit...
He barely kept up with Yang Shu's train of thought. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he was interrupted again: "In the final analysis, isn't it just that you are greedy for the meat in my bowl? This is the only success of your clan."
Yang Shu nodded contemptuously and continued: "I can't blame you. There is not much money to be made in the northwest. I am not such an unreasonable person. Now I am living in the northwest, so I can leave you a bite.
Tell me, how do you want to divide it?"
"..." Zong Rui's face turned red and blue, green and red again.
Listen to what these are saying? It sounds like their family is a big bandit fighting for territory. This Yang San obviously grew up in the capital, where did he learn a bandit accent?
But he couldn't dismiss these words. Zong Rui had to take deep breaths, gritted his teeth, recognized the bandit hat, and said: "As far as the young general knows, Young Master Yang came to the northwest with more than thirty personal guards.
Gaotang has just gathered a lot of bandits, and now it is full, and only two to three hundred people can be used. This number is really too small, so it is better to suppress the bandits according to your ability. In fact, if you run Gaotang well, you have already gained...
"
Before he finished speaking, Yang Shu slammed the table: "Axuan!"
"Here!" Ah Xuan arrived at the scene instantly, and several family members guarding the door were also watching eagerly.
"Are you dead? People have bullied your master, why are you still standing there?"
Zong Rui was unprepared for his sudden change of expression, and was startled at first. But he was also a brave general who had been in battle for a long time, so how could he be frightened? Then he threatened him and said in a deep voice: "Does Young Master Yang want to take action? What is here?
You don’t even think about the place?”
Yang Shu sneered: "You have already put your clan's hands into my master's pocket, what are you still trying to weigh? So what if this is the commander-in-chief's mansion? If they take you down, will they still dare to move around?"
Zong Rui's face darkened.
He really didn't expect Yang Shu to be such a bachelor.
But if you think about it carefully, this is not entirely impossible.
In order to show sincerity, all his people stayed outside, and he and Yang Shu were the only two people in the room. Zong Rui in the past would definitely not think that he would lose to Yang Shu, but after getting the information about Beitianmen, he did not dare
Say that you can win 100%.
He dared to launch an offensive in front of the barbarian Qianqi, but he still retreated with his whole body. No matter how dandy Mr. Yang looked in front of him, he was still a real master.
Zong Rui suppressed his temper and said: "The original intention of inviting Third Young Master Yang here is to resolve this matter. With such an attitude, Third Young Master Yang, do you really not want to be kind?"
Yang Shu waved his fan and looked like a scoundrel: "Who did it first? I am enjoying myself in Gaotang. If you hadn't captured my man, why would you think I was so idle? Mr. Zong, our capital city
There is a saying in the circle that a young and promising person like you may not have heard of, so I might as well teach you today."
He raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked contemptuously, and said word by word: "The one who flirts first is cheap!"
"You -" Zong Rui was aroused by him. He stood up suddenly and said coldly, "Okay! Since Young Master Yang is so confident, let's talk based on our strength! I don't bully others. How many have you brought?"
People, I will send as many people as possible. Let’s see the real results on the school field! If you win, our left army will detour when they meet your surname Yang when it comes to suppressing bandits in the future! If I win, I’m sorry. Where can Mr. Yang go?
Go ahead and be your horse supervisor and don't interfere in anything else!"
After hearing his harsh words, Yang Shu sat back and said lightly: "It would have been better if I had just said no. Why are you going around in circles? Time, place, just tell me the time. If you finish the matter early, I can go back to Gaotang."
Is it easy to go out in this cold weather?"
"..." Zong Rui breathed in repeatedly and gritted his teeth, "You choose the time and the place as you like. Since I take advantage of the home field, the rest is decided by Mr. Yang!"
"This is somewhat interesting." Yang Shu tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said, "I remember that your Northwest Army holds martial arts exercises every month?"
This is an old tradition of the Northwest Army. In order to maintain their combat effectiveness, they divide the east and west armies into exercises every month, even in winter.
Zong Rui looked at him hesitantly: "Yes, do you want to..."
"I have heard about it many years ago, but it is a pity that I have never seen it. Now that the Zuo Army is here, how can we not see the style of the most powerful army in Da Qi?"
Zong Rui shook his head: "Young Master Yang, let's just compete in the school field. If it's martial arts, I will take advantage of you. You generals of the Yang family are powerful, but you haven't been in charge of an army for many years. How can you compare with us fighting on the battlefield all the time? Fighting a war.
The matter is not just talk on paper."
Yang Shu glanced over and said, "Are you looking down on me?"
"No, I..."
"What's wrong with that? I, the generals, have fought more battles than you. But those who can stay with me are all experienced in the military. Are you looking down on them?"
That's all he said, he also added: "Or, Mr. Zong is afraid of accidents. If your invincible left army is defeated by my generals, your face will look ugly, right?"
The fire in Zong Rui's chest suddenly ignited. They are all young people. How can they bear the excitement? He immediately said: "Okay! Since Young Master Yang has made such a request, if I don't respond, wouldn't I be living up to your good intentions? The next martial arts performance will be at
Ten days from now, I’ll see Zhenzhang then!”
After saying that, Zong Rui left angrily.
Mingwei came out of the room and asked him: "Why did you choose to perform martial arts? Mr. Zong is right. They have fought a lot, so they must have an advantage in this aspect."
Yang Shu stretched out and said: "Because it was the most chaotic at that time! We are too passive now, so we might as well cut through the mess with a quick knife." (To be continued)