Syndicate Growth Manual

Two years passed quickly.Xiguan is more prosperous than before, but there are border guards from time to time, and access is strict. It can be seen that the war has not subsided, but the smoke is thick.

The city gate guards stood guard on both sides of the enemy building. Looking into the distance, we can see a group of people galloping from the west. The leader is wearing silver-winged armor and silver armor. The bright red cloak is raised all the way. With four hoofs flying, one man and one horse are majestic.

"The little general is back, open the city gate!!"

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Reaching Qianjun's tall city gate, there was a humming sound, and it slowly opened.

Zhao Yuan led a team of hundreds of people without stopping, passing through the opening of the door that was only a few people wide, bringing with it the deafening sound of horseshoes and bursts of dust.A group of people rode their horses back to the big camp in the city, and the camp immediately became noisy like boiling water.

"The little general is back!"

"Little General, you are back!"

Zhao Yuan tugged on the rein lightly, and Dahongzao stopped, snorting.

He got off his horse and smiled at the iron man who had squatted over earlier: "This time you have room to play, the prey you brought back must be eaten for several days at least! I will go to the general, and you will take someone to clean it up! "

How could Tie Han want to be polite to him, and he yelled: "Follow us to carry the meat! There will be a big meal at noon!" Afterwards, he followed in a crowd, looking at the yellow horses tied on the horses of the hundred-man team. Sheep, roe deer and hares can hear their saliva swallowing.

"Thanks to the little general, we have been vegetarian for a month, just waiting for this meal to satisfy our greed!" Niu Zi wiped his saliva, stretched out his hand, and carried a yellow sheep on his shoulder. The sheep were carried back to their tents.

It's really no wonder that now it's halfway through June, and it's been a month of guarding the city gates and fighting for a month, plus the change of seasons, now it's a good time for the prey to get fat and strong.Everyone ate dry food and swallowed vegetables every day. After all, Zhao Yuan took advantage of his patrol and led people to hunt these prey, so that the camp could fight tooth sacrifices.

Zhao Yuan greeted people all the way, and when he saw that there were few people, he ran back to the Zhongjun tent.

"Father——!"

He opened the curtain and got in, shouting, "Father! I'm back!"

Zhao Chen came out from behind the screen, looking like he had just returned from going out.Compared with two years ago, he is even more powerful now. He is wearing a black shirt with a waist and sleeves, showing a strong and strong figure. His black hair is tied on the top of his head, revealing a broad forehead and a pair of thick eyebrows. , with deep eyes and introverted eyes, a straight nose, and thin and firm lips.

It is the majestic appearance of not being angry and majestic.

This is the beautifying effect brought by the military power... Zhao Yuan admired it and said with emotion from the bottom of his heart.

Zhao Chen asked with a smile while tidying up his sleeves, "Have you seen enough?"

"Father is the prettiest! No matter how you look at it, it's not enough!" Zhao Yuan leaned over with his hands behind his back, patted some father's ass with a smile, and then pursed his lips and kissed him on the face.Zhao Yuan will be 14 years old in a few months, and his height has reached Zhao Chen's chin, so he no longer needs to stand on tiptoe, and the difficulty of movements is much reduced.

He was like a rogue when a devil came into the village to bully Hua girl.

The corner of Zhao Chen's mouth curled up, and he stretched out his hand to pinch the young man's delicate chin and shook it teasingly, then lowered his head and kissed the other's soft lips.He was usually a tough guy, and so was Link Kiss.The tip of the man's tongue mercilessly thrust towards the root of the boy's tongue in a stabbing motion, rubbed roughly against the palate, and wrapped around the other's slippery soft tongue.

Zhao Yuan squinted his eyes, he was no longer stupefied, and immediately hugged Zhao Chen's neck not to be outdone, raised his head and entangled him actively, hooking the opponent's tongue aggressively and licking...

The two were separated for a long time, their foreheads were pressed against each other, and they were both panting.

"Anu, let me take a good look at you." Zhao Chen stroked the side of Zhao Yuan's face with his big hand, and said hoarsely, "You have only been away for ten days, but my father is worried day and night."

Zhao Yuan blinked, his ears were a little red, but he obediently rubbed the man's warm palm.

"Father, I'm almost 14 years old, and next year will be my coming-of-age ceremony." He simply hung his whole body on his father, and said with a smile, "You have to give me a present!"

The lines of Zhao Chen's face softened, with a smile in his eyes: "I'm a little anxious to wait for that day for my father..." Before he finished speaking, his hand slipped to the boy's waist and hips, and he squeezed it vaguely, "When the time comes, Ah! You just need to lie down obediently and let your father grow up for you."

Zhao Yuan raised his thick eyebrows and looked at him without shyness, and deliberately grabbed a certain father's firm buttocks with his paws: "It's not sure who is lying down, father, don't scare me!"

Zhao Chen couldn't help laughing.This little thing in his family is an unyielding master, and he likes to care about everything.But he wasn't worried about his son's coming-of-age ceremony.

The coming-of-age ceremony is of great significance to the people of Zhao State. The juvenile is the one who accepts the coming-of-age ceremony. It is customary for a respected elder to pass on moral character and wisdom to the juvenile in the process of becoming a rite. Enlightenment.If they were in Jiangcheng, preparations for Anu's coming-of-age ceremony could start now.

"At that time, it should be a ceremony in Jiangcheng. You can see who you want to invite."

Zhao Yuan took off his armor and said depressedly: "Back to Jiangcheng... How old was I then? I don't know anyone."

Zhao Chen sat down cross-legged, poured a cup of tea for himself and his son, and reminded him casually: "Isn't there Yuan Jue and Zhen Cheng? You can also call the two boys from the big house of the Fan family, and Shen Kun, he I have always admired you."

Zhao Yuan thought, yes, even though he only stayed in Jiangcheng for more than five years, he actually knew a few people.He has been in constant contact with Yuan Jue and Zhencheng. Their family and the Fan family had a bit of trouble before, but the Fan family was wronged first, and then his family took the initiative to let go. Fan Cheng also specially wrote him a letter to express his gratitude In the past two years, he and the two brothers have also exchanged letters from time to time...

As for Shen Kun, Zhao Yuan was a little dumbfounded.

"Is Shen Kun still clamoring to come to Xiguan?"

Zhao Chen also smiled: "He is only a few months younger than you, but he has practiced martial arts, so it's not impossible to come."

Before Shenhua's Cold Food Festival, he also came with Liangcao, saying that Shen Kun had sneaked to Xiguan twice with his luggage on his back, and he was stopped when he found out.Once all the children rode through Qi County in Luzhou. He led his family and chased them all behind him.

Zhao Yuan also thought of Uncle Shen's expression of helplessness but complacency.He suddenly felt that Jiangcheng was actually quite memorable, even if he felt that he had taken root in Xiguan at the moment, after all, Jiangcheng was the place where he was born and raised.

He hung the armor on the tree, turned around, walked to Zhao Chen and sat down: "Father, are we going home today? I rushed back without staying overnight, so I'm afraid I'll miss the good day of Lichun." !"

Zhao Chen pushed the cup towards him, and said, "Don't worry, the house is almost ready, it's useless for us to go back, we have to wait for Bingren to come back... He went to the north for inspection, and it's probably night to get there."

Zhao Yuan lay down on the table and sighed: "Oh, I didn't expect Li Chun to marry off... From now on, no one will sew my clothes and prepare meals for me, and care about my well-being..."

A certain father laughed angrily, and squeezed his neck hard: "This is so pitiful! Could it be that your father can't make up for it? Who was the one who gave you shit and piss since childhood? Could it be also Lichun?"

"Ai ai ai, the hero has mercy—" Zhao Yuan shrank his neck and hid back, looking at him eagerly, "I'm not following my words, Father is the best!" How embarrassing for his father to always bring out the embarrassing things when he was a child at such an adult.

Zhao Chen glared at him with a half-smile, and he fell onto the mat as if shot by an arrow.Zhao Chen was also drunk.

Don't blame him for always embarrassing this kid with old things, he just didn't grow up!When Zhao Xiaoyuan was a child, whenever he was stared at by Zhao Chen, he would lie down on the ground and pretend to be dead like that little animal!

Seeing his father's helpless look, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but smirked.

He looked lazily at the dome of the tent with his arms on his pillow, thought about it and said: "Father, I used to ask Aunt Liqiu to marry for Bingren Society?"

There is a basis for this statement. In Jiangcheng Zhongjun Mansion, Bingren often lost his clothes and asked her to mend them in Aunt Liqiu's room. They all knew about this. Although Bingren always loved beauty, no one thought he was real. In order to let Li Qiu sew clothes for him.Everyone secretly bet that Bingren must have taken a fancy to Liqiu, but it was because Mr. Lang didn't dare to speak.

Zhao Yuan also thought so, so when Bingren asked for Lichun, he stood beside his father, thinking that Bingren called the wrong name.How could it be Lichun or Liqiu?

Zhao Chen was not surprised, and responded directly.

At that time, Zhao Yuan felt that his father was too arranged, so he went back to the general's mansion to ask Lichun.

'Slave...but it's up to the general to make the decision. ' That's what the woman answered him at the time.

It is said that women in ancient times had two reactions to the introduction of marriage by their elders.

One is "the daughter is determined by her parents", which means that she agrees in her heart, but she has to be reserved on the surface; the other is "the daughter is still young, and she wants to stay with grandpa and grandma for another two years", which is not very happy. , but he didn't want to appear to be picky, and had to use the person next to him as an excuse.

When Zhao Yuan heard Li Chun's words, the above statement appeared in his head. He compared it and found that Li Chun was probably willing...but why?Why didn't he notice the ambiguity between the two?

He is still confused, looking at his father innocently.

Zhao Chen glanced at his son mockingly, and said, "What tricks can you see with your elm head?" He took a sip of tea himself, and even though it was ordinary cake tea, he forced him to drink Jiangchengfeng tea. The noble feeling of pearl tea.

Seeing his father's leisurely and contented look, Zhao Yuan rolled over anxiously, stretching out his hand to tug at his father's robe. "Don't put on airs, just say it!"