Yang Yun is from modern society, and his sense of hierarchy is not strong, plus he intends to integrate into this circle, and after a few glasses of wine, he is familiar with this group of men who have been grinding and fighting on the battlefield for many years.

After pushing the cup and changing the lamp a few times, everyone let go even more, and General Yunlu Zheng De stood up, walked to the middle of the field, and said loudly: "Recently, Lao Zheng has realized a set of swordsmanship on a whim, and he will play a trick for everyone to help have fun." ”

The group of people obviously played around like this a lot, and Zheng De's words did not surprise them, so in the midst of the crowd's cheers, Zheng De began his performance. He is burly and very flexible, and his set of swordsmanship is full of domineering, and the audience cheers again and again.

"Brother Zheng is a little inauthentic, you are a master of playing with swords, how did you dance a set of swordsmanship today, so that those of us who play swords are ashamed!" It was a white-faced young man who spoke.

"Hehe, Lao Zheng, I think you still play with your sword, your swordsmanship is too much in the drape, slash, how can you not miss the shadow of the sword. Huzi, you set up real swordsmanship for everyone to see. Yang Ming sat on his hands and said with a smile.

Huzi was the white-faced young man just now, and when he heard Yang Ming call him, he was not polite, and when he walked into the field, he started a set of swordsmanship. This set of swordsmanship is known for its speed, and the long sword flies up and down like a spirit snake in his hand, revealing the killing intent.

"Good! Good! This young man's swordsmanship is obviously outstanding among the crowd, and the applause in the audience is one after another. After a tea time, the young man put away the sword, his face was not red, his anger was not rough, and he was really good.

With these two people at the beginning, one after another people stepped forward. Although this group of people are all friends, they obviously don't want to be weaker than others, and they all show their own special skills, swords, guns, hammers, axes, and various weapons dance in the wind, and there are cheers from time to time in the field.

Yang Yun watched the performances of these real soldiers and felt very enjoyable. Compared with the martial arts performance at the Mid-Autumn Festival family banquet not long ago, these men who have been on the battlefield are obviously much more powerful. Their martial arts are less showmanship, and more practical and ferocious. And these are what are more needed to go to the battlefield.

"Your Highness the Thirteenth, are you interested in going down and having fun!" Chen Lisheng saw that Yang Yun was looking very seriously, so he said to him.

"I'm too far behind them, I'll go up, then I can't laugh everyone's teeth off!"

"No, they're veterans of many years, it's normal for you to be worse than them, if you're better than them, then they're the ones who should be laughed at."

Perhaps influenced by the straightforward personalities of these hot-blooded men, Yang Yun was no longer polite, picked up a long sword, and walked off. After a set of swordsmanship was displayed, Yang Yun was still quite satisfied, compared to a few months ago, his swordsmanship and physical fitness had made a lot of progress.

"Good!" Yang Yun's swordsmanship had just been performed, and the audience greeted him in unison. Yang Yun bowed his hand to everyone to express his gratitude, but he knew in his heart that it was not because of how powerful he was, it was just that everyone gave himself face as a prince.

"Old Thirteen, your swordsmanship has improved a lot compared to a few months ago! But the foolish brother looks at your sword path, which is mostly suitable for sneak attacks and assassinations, but if the opponent is on guard, it is easy to suffer losses when facing the enemy head-on. But at your age, it's good to be able to get to this point! "Yang Ming is worthy of being one of the masters of Dafu, and his words are to the point.

The banquet continued, this kind of low-temperature wine of one or twenty degrees, I didn't feel it when I drank it, but the stamina was still relatively strong. Gradually, Yang Yun felt a little dizzy, stood up and prepared to walk towards the hut. A subordinate next to him hurriedly came over, ready to take Yang Yun forward, but a voice stopped them.

"I also want to go to the thatched house, so let me accompany His Highness down!" Yang Yun turned his head and saw that it was the young man who was called Xiaohu by Yang Ming just now.

"Oh well! Xiaohu, be careful, it's terrible for His Highness the Thirteen to fall. Xiaohu often comes to his house and is very familiar with the environment here, with him accompanying Yang Yun, Chen Lisheng is still more relieved, and only let him go after a few words.

The two walked out of the garden, bypassed a corridor, and came to the hut, seeing that there was no one around, Xiaohu said in a low voice: "Zhao Hu of the lion department, I have seen the young master!" ”

"Ahh Are you from the Lion Division? When Yang Yun heard this, he was very surprised, he didn't expect that there would be someone in the Lion Department here, although he didn't know what Zhao Hu's position was, but he was able to enter this circle, and it was not bad to think about it!

"Yes! I am a disciple of the commander of Tieshan, and I have heard the master and his old man talk about the young master, but because I am busy with affairs, the master has asked me not to easily expose the relationship with the young master, so I have not been able to come to meet the young master. I hope that the young master will forgive his sins! ”

"Since they are all their own people, Brother Zhao doesn't have to be so polite!"

Due to the fact that there were many people in the Zuo Wuwei General's Mansion, in order not to arouse suspicion, the two did not dare to communicate too much, and after a brief conversation on the toilet, they quickly walked back.

By the time they returned to the garden, almost everyone in the field had almost drunk themselves, and a group of people had fallen to the ground, supporting each other and singing together.

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear. Enmity with the Son.

How can you say that you have no clothes? With the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my spear halberd. Work with the child.

How can you say that you have no clothes? with the Son. Wang Yuxingshi, repair my armor soldiers. Walk with the son.

A group of people sang and danced happily, some fell down while walking, some fell and got up, and some didn't even have the strength to stand, so they simply sat down and couldn't get up. But everyone's faces were filled with heartfelt joy.

Looking at this group of robed brothers who once lived and died together, they sang to their heart's content. Yang Yun suddenly had an impulse that one day, he would also go to the battlefield and charge into battle with his brothers to kill the enemy.

The feast lasted for a long time, and by the time it was over, it was almost dusk. As a result, most of them got drunk and were carried home by their respective subordinates.

In that world, Yang Yun's alcohol consumption is still quite good, and he rarely gets drunk. But now, in a weak body, and only fourteen years old, not yet an adult. When I started drinking, I was relatively awake at first, but slowly, my consciousness became a little hazy, and in the end, I was so drunk that I didn't even know how I got home.

The next day, when Yang Yun got up, it was already past noon, his stomach still felt uncomfortable, and his head hurt badly. I thought about going to Tongfu Inn today to have a look, but because the state was too bad, I only had to rest for a day, and I sighed in my heart that I had drunk and made a mistake.

In the afternoon, Yang Yun sat in the mansion, drinking the fragrant tea brewed by Liu Yue, thinking about what happened the day before. Still can't figure it out, this group of people are all friends and subordinates that King Sheng trusts, and he called himself to such a party, why is this?

At the same time, Zhao Hu's matter also gave him a revelation, now that the various forces in Xijing City are complicated, it is necessary to set up his own intelligence network, in case there is any emergency, he can deal with it in time.

However, setting up your own intelligence network is not a simple matter. Thankfully, the Flying Eagle is loyal to him and can hear a lot from the brothel he owns. However, there are too few sources and they are not timely enough.

According to Yang Yun's idea, there must be people who can deliver news to him in the market of Dafu, some important departments of the imperial court, and even in the palace. In this way, if there is something that threatens your life, you can escape in time.

Thinking of this, Yang Yun couldn't help but secretly laugh at himself, he had read a lot of time-traveling novels, and others could do a great job, but he was good, thinking about how to save his life at any time.