Three anecdotes

"Feng Xing pleads guilty to Second Martial Uncle." In the huge hall, Chu Yi stood with his hands behind his hands, and Feng Xing knelt six or seven steps away from him.The shadow guards closed the door very considerately, and Helian Xi half leaned on the big pillar and smiled while holding the saber.

Feng Xing flicked his armor, changed his kneeling position to two knees on the ground, slightly relaxed his shoulder blades, and knelt upright to wait for the treatment.

Chu Yiqing never turned around, he was not putting on airs, he was just meditating, thinking about why all these years, he tried his best to make Fengxing look like a child, but now this child is still on the same path as his father , the same hypocrisy and compassion as Shang Quhan.They never hesitate for anything when they make a decision, even if they regret it, it is enough to apologize afterwards.Chu Yiqing, who was once young, questioned Shang Quhan with crazy gestures - why?Why do you think that after apologizing, I will definitely forgive you.Shang Quhan gently held his hand, kissed his knuckles that were swollen because of anger, "I'm sorry, Zhao Lie, what do you want, how do you want me to compensate you, no matter what." Xiu Ming, Do you know that some things are done if they are done, and if they are missed, they are missed. There is no compensation, and it has nothing to do with compensation.

"Second Martial Uncle, please punish me for being rude." The silver helmet that was just taken off was placed squarely by his leg, showing obedience and respect.His shoulders were still tight, his back was still straight, his tone was always humble, and his attitude was equally impeccable, but he couldn't make Chu Yiqing give him any more glances.Facing this boy who was just 11 years old, he spent almost nine years growing up under Chu Yiqing's knees, what Chu Yiqing cared about was not his rudeness in the first place.

Sure enough, Feng Xing knew his uncle, or stepfather too well, "Huan'er knew that the second uncle was not angry, Huan'er was rude, but felt that Huan'er could only bet on the care of the elders and was not motivated, and Huan'er knew it was wrong. Already, Second Martial Uncle please punish me severely."

Chu Yiqing still didn't turn around, just flicked his sleeves lightly, Feng Xing knew he was ordering him to get up, "Huan'er dare not."

Helian sneered sneeringly, "Why, if they don't beat you up, you still can't afford to kneel? First you threatened your life, then you threatened him with favors. Young Marshal Shang put on a good face. How can you be an apology?" ah."

Feng Xing kowtowed heavily, "Master Uncle knows that Huan'er dare not."

Chu Yi turned slightly, gestured to Helian Xi with slow gestures, word by word, "Please go out."

He Lianxi raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "He doesn't mind begging you in front of me, why should you care about beating him in front of me?"

Chu Yi's light eyebrows moved slightly.He Lianxi said indifferently, "People who play politics are shameless, he wants to follow his father's path, he has learned to lose face a long time ago, you don't have to be afraid of his embarrassment." He Lianxi raised his knife suddenly Sheath, pointing to the door, "Then how many people are waiting outside waiting for you to knock him up? The military order is like a mountain, the young commander takes the lead, and he does not hesitate to offend the uncle and be punished by the family. In a few days, he becomes Jing Wangjun's new story, do you think he was beaten because of guilt? Naive."

"Huan'er doesn't need to explain." Feng Xing raised his head high.

Chu Yi turned around lightly, and gestured to him, "I won't hit you, you go out."

Feng Xing raised his head and looked at Chu Yiqing, with imperceptible apprehension in his eyes, "Is Master Uncle angry with Huan'er?"

Chu Yi shook his head lightly.

Feng Xing took a few steps on his knees, knelt beside Chu Yiqing's feet, and gently tugged at the hem of his robe with his hand, "Huan'er knows I shouldn't, and I made my uncle worry—"

Chu Yi shook his head lightly, gestured and said, "I've never worried about you." I wouldn't really see you die, so why should I worry about you.

"Yes. Martial Uncle won't be angry with Huan'er, Martial Uncle is just disappointed in Huan'er." Feng Xing lowered his head.

"I've never been disappointed in you—" Before Chu Yi could finish his hand gesture, someone pushed open the door, "He has never been disappointed in you, from the beginning to the end, I was the only one who disappointed him People." Shang Que stood in the main hall rustling, but his eyes fell on He Lianxi who was beside the pillar, "Master, long time no see."

He Lian Xi casually held a sabre, "Your Majesty is even more handsome than before. Where's my military commander?"

Shang Que looked graceful in a cold voice, and said in a loud voice, "Chief General Jin competed swords with me, and it was a bit hard. So, please take him down to rest."

As soon as he said this, He Lianxi and Chu Yiqing were startled, did Xiao Jin get caught by him?

Chu Yi moved lightly, and immediately arrived in front of Shang Quhan, and Helian Xi also raised his blade. The two were about to question, when they suddenly saw a tall figure flying in from the window, stepping on the largest wall in the main hall. On a high-ranking chair, with his toes hooked and his body leaned back, he leaned back unsteadily, and Hengjian sat sideways in front of the hall. Cardinal Jin yawned lazily, "By those group of wine bags and rice bags, they just want to keep an eye on me." Is your lord underestimating me, the exasperated King Linyuan of Daliang, or is he looking down on the general commander of soldiers and horses who was appointed by the new official Dadi?"

Shang Quhan smiled slightly, "Your son Chonghua underestimated Jianhan, the hero of Kyushu, I'm sorry."

Before Shang Quhan could finish his sentence, there was a "clang" sound, and a long sword barely brushed his neck and flew over the pillar nailed to the door. Withdrawing from the trembling sword hilt, Shang Quhan's shaved hair fell lightly to the ground at this moment.

Shang Que smiled coldly, "It's a good sword."

Jin Shu's body flashed to the door, "It's really a good sword." He looked straight into Shang Shang's quilt cold eyes, his eyes were awe-inspiring, "Such a good sword can only lie in a cold scabbard for five years. , hidden under the lyre, my lord, if you were me, you would pull out such a sword—" Cardinal Jin drew his sword back, "Will you take it back easily?!" Before he finished his question, his The sword was already pointing at the tip of Shang Quhan's nose.

"Presumptuous!" Fengxing picked up the spear on the ground and blocked it in front of Shang Quhan.

"I don't like playing games with children, get out of the way!" Cardinal Jin said coldly.

"No one can point a sword at my father in front of me." Cardinal Jin's sword blocked Fengxing's spear.

"Back off." Shang Qun said coldly.

"Father—" Feng Xing didn't look back.

"Back off." Shang Quhan looked up at Cardinal Jin, "You also pointed your sword at me at Tutunpo, so what happened?" His eyes flicked coldly over Cardinal Jin, from head to toe, every inch , "What do you rely on to kill me? You only have [-]% of your swordsmanship, and you still don't have a few years to live? Do you have a whole life to fight with me? Life in the palace is hard, even you have never had it." Be better than others. Listen to your brother's words and recuperate well, don't let him worry about you anymore. Don't worry, I will live longer than you, until the day you seek revenge on me." He reached out and pushed his sword away , but turned to look at Chu Yiqing, "I will hand over your brother to you completely and take good care of him. I don't want to owe your Jin family another life."

Cardinal Jin stabbed Shang Yuhan with a sword, "You owe our Jin family more than just one life!"

Feng Xing immediately went up to meet him, the spears and swords intersected, Cardinal Jin cut off Feng Xing's spear with a sword, and wanted to attack again, but Chu Yiqing suddenly pushed Feng Xing aside.Cardinal Jin glared at Chu Yiqing angrily. Chu Yiqing just wrapped his sleeve around the hilt of his sword and gestured with one hand, "Your current body, don't use force rashly."

Cardinal Jin snorted coldly, and He Lianxi quickly pulled him into his arms and stretched out his hand to check his pulse, "Don't tell me, brother, I didn't know you were injured so badly." He clasped his fists to Shang Qinhan, "Thank you for taking care of me. "

Cardinal Jin sneered, "One is my brother, the other is—now my enemy is right in front of me, it's fine if we can't share the same hatred, what are you all thanking him for!"

He Lianxi supported him, "Chonghua, don't play childish temper again. Your body is almost hollowed out. If he fought you just now, if he deliberately made you fight for your internal strength, how can you bear it? Just listen Your brother's, let's go back to Dadi and recuperate for a while, and wait until next year when the water and grass are luxuriant and the army is in order, and then I will say this for you." When he said this, he raised his head and looked at Shang Quhan, "Anyway, you and me There will be a battle, and there is no rush."

Shang Quhan nodded slightly, "I have 40 iron-blooded men, and I am waiting for the lord of the country."

He Lianxi glanced at Feng Xing, who stood beside him, "I'll take Chonghua back to recuperate, and you'd better mobilize your son when you're in the army, so that you won't be cut down by Shang Chengbi by accident one day, and you'll be in vain." Leaving a piece of trash makes me lose my spirit even if I win."

Feng Xing was praised as a general since he was a child, but today he fought with Cardinal Jin, his weapon was cut off in one move, and he was ridiculed by Helian Xi so much, even though he was young and mature, he couldn't help but blush.Shang Quhan said indifferently, "Whether it is a waste or not, you will only know on the battlefield. There are a lot of housework today, so please accompany me. Fengxing, send the lord off on behalf of my father."

"Yes." Feng Xing held the broken barrel of the gun in his left hand, raised his breath, "Master, please."

Feng Xing was about to see off the guests, but Chu Yiqing suddenly stopped in front of him, stretched out his hand and said, "You stay." He didn't look at Shang Quhan's face, and with a flick of his sleeves, he pushed open the door with all his strength, pointing casually at the door. A shadow guard asked him to see off the guests.Feng Xing didn't dare to disobey the second uncle's wishes, and stood on the side with his hands down politely. Shang Quhan waited for He Lianxi to go far before he said, "The Feiquan sword cuts iron like mud. This is not the silver spear you are used to. Don't get used to being cut off the barrel of the gun, if you really fight, you may not lose to him, so don't worry about it."

"Feng Xing is ashamed." The barrel of his own silver gun is made of refined steel and cold iron, which is extremely hard, but the barrel of this gun is made of white wood. He is used to his own gun, so he rushed to block it in a hurry. Fang, although he cannot be completely blamed, but in the end it is also a great negligence.

Chu Yi's light gaze shot out through the screen, as cold as frost, and even his gestures became much stricter, "Since you taught him the art of fighting to the death, you should always remind him to be careful. You can't tell if the gun is in your hand or not, do you really think that the prestige of King Jingbian can save his life?"

Feng Xing lowered his head, "Second Martial Uncle taught me that it was Feng Xing's fault. The marksmanship newly taught by my father was too powerful, and I didn't dare to use my own silver spear when I was discussing with the soldiers in the camp, so—"

Chu Yi lightly raised his hand to stop his words.His eyes still did not leave Shang Quhan's eyes, "He was not a person who likes to explain before."

"Zhaolie—" Shang Quhan called his name in a low voice.

"It's Fengxing's fault. I've been using this gun for two months, but I still haven't fully familiarized myself with it. It made the second uncle worry, please punish me." Fengxing knelt down in front of Chu Yiqing again.

Chu Yiqing still only looked at Shang Quhan, "He never thought it was enough to kneel down and ask for punishment for doing something wrong."

"I—" Shang Quhan was suddenly speechless.

"Kungfu has not improved at all, and being a man is not as good as when I was a child. The man is getting bigger and bigger, but the heart is getting smaller and smaller. Is he careless, or you have no regard for the world. He is not wrong. He got this handle When shooting a gun, all those who dismantle him will not cut off the barrel of his gun, but you should tell him whether others lose to him because he has really improved, or because he is Shang Conghuan! 11 It's been a year, and I used to fight against me, even though I lost the enemy, I was able to face it head-on, but now, I only know myself as a bargaining chip in exchange. The ups and downs of the officialdom can be calculated, but in the battle on the battlefield, you need real swords and guns! The undefeated king of Jingbian has been victorious in Mobei for [-] years. Could it be that he relied on these schemes and tricks to plot people's hearts? If he abandons the basics and chases the end, the sword will only go sideways, and the road will only become narrower and narrower. Xiuming, what have you taught him all these years? what?"

"Second Martial Uncle." Feng Xing had never seen such a merciless Second Martial Uncle, every gesture of his was like a knife, piercing his heart with pain.But he knew that his father hurt more than himself.

Shang Quhan sighed softly, and spoke first when Fengxing wanted to say something. He gently held Chu Yiqing's hand, "Zhao Lie, it's because I didn't teach my son well. It's easy to hide with an open spear, but it's hard to defend against a hidden arrow." , I am much more guarded against backstabbing, and I am afraid that he will suffer like me, so I forgot to teach the child the ability to truly settle down. Come back, okay? Come back, let's teach him together."

Cardinal Jin smiled lightly, "What a trick. After watching the play for so long, I have to say, my lord, your singing ability is much better than that of your nephew."