I'm not Murong Chong

Ren Zhen said he wasn't busy, so he pretended he wasn't busy, and locked Yang Ding in the stable for three days without giving him any rice. In the stinking stables, no one cares about them for several days, and after that, they can hardly speak, as if their throats are on fire, and they feel that such piecemeal torture is not as good as death on the battlefield.Suddenly hearing the sound of footsteps outside in the drowsiness, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, opened his dry eyes, and looked at the person coming.

Ren Zhen wore purple clothes and a high crown, and it was rare for him to step in with a few people neatly dressed. Yang Ding was tied up and disheveled, and when he saw him, he turned his head away with a pooh.

Ren Zhen rubbed his cheeks, covered his mouth with a shocked expression and said in a high-pitched voice: "General Yang!? Are you swollen? My God! How could you be so rude to General Yang! Come on, come on!" Come here... Untie and watch!" Murong Yong supported his forehead, and Yao Song shook his head with a horrible expression—he was acting too much again.

Yang Ding was dizzy in fits of anger - someone dared to humiliate me like this without your order? ! "Slave of the family! I don't want you to pretend!"

"Isn't General Yang the slave of Fu Jian's family?" Ren Zhen sat down on a hu bed that had just been moved, "You and I agree, now is the time to stand up and compete in the world, why bother with Fu Jian? Sit on a wrecked ship until you die?"

Yang Ding staggered and wanted to stand up, but because he was hungry, he staggered and fell down again: "Who agrees with you!? How will the king of heaven treat you in the past?! Respect for the swallow's hope, and kiss for the swallow's love How do you repay him?!"

Ren Zhen sneered in his heart, your sister still hasn't forgotten her lines at this time, if Murong Chong is real, based on what you said, ten times of death might not be enough.On the face, he said kindly: "General Yang is probably thirsty and hungry. Would you like some wine and rice first?" A waiter had already brought a tray with meat and wine on it.Yang Dingbie You Ke, when he saw the fine nectar, he couldn't help rolling his Adam's apple up and down—he was so thirsty that he was about to smoke and spontaneously combust.Ren Zhen held the jade cup in person, and leaned over to bring it to his lips: "The luminous cup of fine grape wine should serve as a backdrop for General Yang's immortal hero."

Yang Ding turned his eyes away with difficulty: "I have never been greedy for a drink since I went to the battlefield—do you want to bribe me with this!"

Pretend to be your sister!Ren Zhen's smile became more sincere: "Why don't you be greedy for drinking and not hear Jun Moxiao, who is drunk on the battlefield, how many people have fought in ancient times?"

Yang Ding was stunned for a moment, chewing repeatedly, unexpectedly came up with a sense of confidant out of thin air, and despised himself fiercely in his heart - this is Murong Chong, who is notoriously capricious and cruel, even if he pulls a few inexplicable sour words Wen Ye is still a treacherous villain!

"Fu Jian en raised the five beards, but still betrayed their relatives and stayed in Chang'an, why? The destiny." Ren Zhen's voice became more and more soft as if coaxing, his right hand tilted slightly, and the bright red wine slowly flowed down Yang Ding's lips , "If today's destiny belongs to me, General Yang, why not choose a tree to live in."

Yang Ding swallowed involuntarily - he grew up in Qiuchi, Longxi, and drank Liangzhou fine wine like water. Now, as soon as he swallowed it, he felt that it was extremely strong, mellow and bitter at the same time.Murong Chong's eyes were still facing him, his thin lips were slightly raised, showing a soul-stirring handsomeness.

The jade cup bottomed out, reflecting his dazed eyes. Ren Zhen put away the cup and got up, and Yan Longyi dangled in front of Yang Ding: "I have Guanzhong, and Yang Gong will be able to stay in Longxi forever. One of the great pleasures in life?" He stopped in his tracks, the pattern of his clothes was still, "... I wonder what Yang Gong wants?"

Yang Ding seemed to be in a daze, and he didn't know whether he was hungry or fainted, or he was overwhelmed. After a while, he lowered his head helplessly, and sighed: "This is the end, no matter! The final general is willing to be driven by the emperor, and he will die without complaint!"

Ren Zhen came out with a pleasant smile, turned his back to Yang Ding, gritted his teeth and whispered, "Your sister should starve him for a few more days!" What a joke, acting so unprofessional!

Since Yang Ding's "surrender", every move has attracted attention - after all, in the bloody battle that day, he almost killed the elite cavalry of the Yan army, and he could not coexist peacefully with Han Yanduan, Gao Gai and others.Fortunately, he didn't want to be here at all. When he walked around, he saw that Afang was heavily guarded. The main city wall on the west was built with glutinous rice juice, white powder soil and slaked lime.There is also Wengcheng in it, and there are dark forts stationed on all sides. If the enemy troops break through the city gate by chance, they will fall into an ambush with arrows when they enter the Wengcheng.He stopped under a battlement wall that was being built, and the captives and engineers were working one after another. Yang Ding avoided the crowd, inserted a small dagger into the crack of the wall, pulled out the soil and stretched out his hand to rub it—even the water. They were all steamed dry in advance to prevent the growth of insect seeds, so they asked a few middle-aged men who were building the wall beside them: "Who presided over the construction of this city?" Yang Juan squatted in the distance with a dusty face, dumbfounded He continued to move his hands without responding, but because the rest of the workers were captives, they were not as hostile to Yang Ding as Yan Jun was, and they all replied: "Yao Song—that's Yao Chang's youngest son!"

"Because of the lack of materials, Master Yao said that the only city wall that needs major repairs is the western city, and the unused land in the south is used to reclaim wasteland and store grain. It can be cooked in autumn."

"The emperor also said that at that time, [-]% will belong to the army rations, and the rest will belong to us, and we can return home on our own." Yang Juan threw away the adobe bricks in his hand and got up with a criss-cross face: "Xianbei people need you Sing praises to him? Why don’t you work faster——Master Yao also said that you won’t be able to finish at sunset, you will receive ten lashes and wipe your dinner, and you don’t even remember to eat!” Looking at Yang Ding, he went around behind the brick wall.

Yang Ding raised his eyebrows, but remembered: Yao Song—that sissy?I didn't expect to be so careful, but he is a military and political expert.It's just that if he was sent here by Yao Chang as a hostage, he would be too devoted to that Murong Chong. , "General Yang."

Unexpectedly, Yang Ding heard the cry behind him, quickly hid the dagger under his wrist, turned around and cupped his fists, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "General Murong."

Murong Yong was patrolling the camp with a well-dressed appearance, at this moment he twitched the corners of his mouth in a mild manner: "General Yang is here to familiarize himself with the terrain?" Yang Ding was startled, and just about to refute, Murong Yong said again : "Alright. The emperor is going to let you defend the city, so you should be more familiar with it."

Among the Yan army, Murong Yong has the deepest hatred for him. Yang Ding didn't want to provoke him, so he surrendered and wanted to leave, but Murong Yong refused to let go: "General Yang stays behind. It is said that Yang Dingzhi is the most brave in the three armies, but you The number one warrior of the Di people, the last general is not talented, I would like to teach you how to compete."

The soldiers defending the city all heard Murong Yong's provocative intentions, and cheered thunderously, booing endlessly.Yang Ding waved his hand in embarrassment: "Brother, still can't forget the revenge of the last World War I. At that time, everyone was the master."

Murong Yong took off his helmet and pushed it to the soldiers on the side: "The general wants to ask General Yang for advice. General Yang doesn't reward face, but he thinks that the bravery of the Di people is far better than that of Xianbei?" As soon as these words came out, everyone in the Yan army looked at him. Yang Ding's gaze was even more malicious, Yang Ding secretly complained, he was born to talk, he never spoke in an oblique way, so Murong Yong climbed up step by step from the humblest stable boy, he is used to reading words and plotting people's hearts , not to mention just irritating others.

Murong Yong has already begun to remove the shoulder armor and wrist guards, leaving only a close-fitting leather armor made by Ren Zhen, outlining his muscular muscles: "Don't worry, General Yang doesn't wear armor, I will accompany you, so General Yang should be honored." ?”

Yang Ding frowned, and immediately said: "So, Yang will take care of me!"

Yao Song was leading Yao Song to patrol the city defense. He saw a large group of people surrounded by the wall and there was a sound of booing from time to time, so he stopped to look. With the appearance of pinching open, there was a burst of cheers and thunderous clamor from the Yan army around, all cheering for Murong Yong.

"What's the matter with Murong Yong recently? He's very aggressive and ruthless, causing trouble everywhere." Ren Zhenyi frowned, "Seeing that Yang Ding is upset, he will rush to challenge, cockfighting or bullfighting!?" Yao Song didn't answer, and the following generals all It's Murong Yong's subordinate, let alone talk to him.Ren Zhen rolled up his sleeves angrily, ran away, came back in a while, unrolled a roll of white cloth on the battlement wall of the tower, grabbed the brush and started to walk around with it, "Come, come, everyone, place your bets, buy!" Yang Ding or Murong Yong wins! I sit in the village, and Murong Yong pays three for one at home, Yang Ding - ten for one!"

Yao Song: "..."

Generals: "..."

The two people downstairs in the school grounds didn't know it yet, but Murong Yong waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need the phoenix gun that he was used to.Yang Dingyi raised his eyebrows and said: "I heard that the Murong family's family's marksmanship is unrivaled in the world."

Murong Yong said calmly: "You don't use a halberd, I don't use a spear, it's fair."

There was an uproar among the crowd——Didn't Murong Yong give up using a gun to use his own weaknesses to attack the other's strengths?Who doesn't know that Yang Ding was born with supernatural power, when he was still working under Fu Jian's tent when he was a child, he once lifted the nine tripods in the palace, which was passed down as a myth for a while.

Ren Zhen took off the flower and tree gold ornaments on his waist and slapped them in the middle, with a proud face: "Come on! No matter how much you win or lose, I can afford it!"

All the generals glanced at each other, suddenly swarmed up, waited for people to retreat, they saw a pile of gold and silver piled up under Yang Ding's name, and Murong Yong's was almost empty.

Ren Zhen: "..."

Yao Song also couldn't help smiling: "It's hard to win a hand-to-hand fight with Yang Ding. I want to earn some pocket money from the emperor." Then Shi Shiran walked over, took out a piece of silver and put it under Murong Yong's name: "I But he thinks——Yang will definitely lose." Yang Ding is a surrendered general with ulterior motives, and Murong Yong is the highest commander in the Yan army, as long as he has brains, he will not dare to defeat Murong Yong at this moment.

Ren Zhen looked at Yao Song with a smile, and was about to speak, when he heard thunderous applause from the school field, but the competition had begun!

Yang Ding took off half of his clothes and tied them around his waist. His muscles stretched all over his body, like a towering iron tower, he stood firmly in the field, but he was not in a hurry to strike, but Murong Yong's fist was like the wind, and the next moment he was in front of him!

The punch was too fast, Yang Ding couldn't dodge it, he received a punch, but he didn't move at all, Murong Yongli changed his moves before he could get old, and used the word "Shan" to hit him repeatedly, Yang Ding Slightly leaning back, avoiding the whistling fist wind, raised his right arm, and pushed it out skillfully and in vain, but it just blocked Murong Yong's lightning-like attack, the other hand quietly clenched into a fist under his armpit, and suddenly He slammed towards Murong Yong fiercely——Amidst the exclamation of everyone, Murong Yong grabbed Yang Ding's wrist with both hands like electricity, swung his body away with his strength, and slammed into Yang Ding's Qihai acupoint with his right arm bent at the elbow!

The two of you come and go, they do a hundred moves with each step, they are already sweating like rain and they are all wet, and all the onlookers don't dare to breathe aloud—Yang Ding's family's kung fu is extremely high, so it doesn't matter whether Murong Yong punches No matter how the land is, he thinks that he will stay the same and respond to all changes, he will defend more and attack less. Anyone with a discerning eye will know that Murong Yong's footsteps are vain.Murong Yong also seemed to see that he felt sorry for Yang Ding, he suddenly gritted his teeth and shouted violently, jumped up, and punched Yang Ding at the top of the sky with his fist - this was no longer the meaning of sparring, Yang Ding slid half a step away and shouted With a sound, he grabbed Murong Yong's wrist with one hand and pulled it down, and the big fist hit back——while everyone was holding their breath, Murong Yong's eyes flashed, and he suddenly let go of his fist, and his chest was hit At the same time, his legs changed, and he kicked continuously in mid-air with lightning speed, hitting his dantian!Rao was the man who was beaten by Yang Dingtie, who suffered more than ten feet, and was also thrown several feet away by the overwhelming energy, fell to the ground, coughed violently, and vomited a mouthful of blood.Over there, Murong Yong straightened up staggeringly, a blush flowed from his lips, all the soldiers rushed forward to help him up, Murong Yong waved his hand to wipe away the blood, only felt that Yang Ding's punch seemed to crush him His internal organs seemed to be full—but so what, in the end he stood up, and he fell down.

He pushed aside the crowd and staggered up to Yang Ding, and stretched out his hand: "Chou Chi Yang Ding is well-deserved of his reputation. The old blood feud has been wiped out since then." Yang Ding also raised his hand to hold it, and said with a wry smile, "You won." Murong Yong shook his head, and pointed at his feet: "I specially wore hard-soled cowhide boots, it doesn't count." Yang Ding finally realized that Murong Yong had planned a long time ago, so he only used the three-way boxing method before, just to get rid of it. Entering the game around him, ignoring the threat of Xiasanlu, can't help but look at him with admiration.

There was a deathly silence on the tower. "This game... who will win?"

"A tie! The banker is killing it~" Ren Zhen happily rolled up the white cloth and wrapped all the gold and silver into a heavy bag, which attracted a lot of crying father and mother, who would have thought that!

After everyone dispersed with tears in their eyes, Ren Zhen slapped the package on his upper body and pointed at Yao Song: "You were right in thinking, Yang Ding should lose. But he is even more embarrassing-losing!" He can't afford to get hurt~ Murong Yong is a man with a plan in mind, since he came, he must be prepared, so the most likely thing is to draw if we don't lose or win."

"The emperor really knows people." Yao Song smiled suddenly, and cast a condescending glance at Yang Ding, "Does the emperor really think that Liangzhou wine can be exchanged for a drink?"

Ren Zhen said: "That depends on your wine pourer's skills." Yao Song asked curiously: "Me?"

Ren Zhen hooked his shoulders and put his back together: "Yang Ding's Qiuchi heavy armor has withdrawn to Chang'an. I reckon it means he is a hostage - after all, he is not Fu Jian's cronies. Now the people who are directly in charge of military power over there It's Dou Chong, this man is loyal and brave, his only shortcoming is that he is as narrow-minded as you - no, no, I didn't say anything - looking at what he asked Yang Ding to say before, he wished Yang Ding would die What! If there is a war, he will definitely send Qiuchi heavy armored soldiers out first to fill in." He paused, "I didn't care about your father letting Yang Ding in last time, so he has to show it anyway?"

"Are you asking me to persuade my father to set another fire in Fu Jian's backyard to consume as much as possible of Yang Ding's Qiu Chi soldiers?" Yao Song understood—who is more shady!

Ren Zhen raised his index finger and shook it: "It's not to consume as much as possible, but to wipe them out."

If he crushes the original cup, he will have to change it if he doesn't!

Yao Song was a little terrified: "To wipe out Qiu Chi's soldiers? This... I'm afraid it won't be easy."

"We have a series of traps in our hands, so why be afraid of him? Besides, I'm sure that Dou Chong will be very willing to help you and me at that time."

Murong Yong didn't know when he changed his clothes and came over. Hearing this, he knelt on one knee and said: "The general has many battles with Qiu Chi's heavy armored soldiers, and he is willing to help Yao Chang!"

Ren Zhen never expected this appearance, he was a little surprised and said: "... you go in person?!" Hearing his initiative to ask to go, he couldn't help being unhappy and said: "No need. Just send the blueprint of the horse pit to Yao Chang."

Murong Yong stubbornly refused to raise his head: "Yao Chang is cunning and scheming, he changes every day, and he won't go in the end, so it's hard to be at ease."

... This is true, Ren Zhen is also very speechless to that human-shaped wall, at least the people around him are ashamed to break their promises, and the old man is not blush or panting at all because of his treachery.

Thinking of this, Ren Zhen leaned over to help Murong Yong up: "...You are injured, I don't worry—"

Murong Yong scrambled to dodge, stood up and cupped his fists: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for fulfilling the mission, I will go back to collect some soldiers, and set off immediately."

Ren Zhen was dumbfounded, and still maintained his original posture of bending over, staring blankly at Murong Yong's back as he passed away.After a long while, he said angrily: "...What's wrong with this!"