"Aunt Ma is right!"

Wang Feng didn't know who this Second Aunt Ma was, so he nodded and said, "You weren't at home at the time, so I went to Zhang's house by myself and wrote a letter of resignation." From now on, we will have nothing to do with the Zhang family. You let people return the marriage contract to the Zhang family, don't be embarrassed by others. ”

"You kid!"

Wang Xu was so anxious that he stomped his feet, but he was helpless, and complained: "Erlang, you are too reckless!" Why don't you go and beg the Zhang family again?"

"Twisted melons are not sweet! The Zhang family is unwilling, we don't need to fight to the death, lest we lose both sides and end badly!"

Seeing the woman's anxious appearance, Wang Feng said helplessly: "Don't worry, I have my own measure!"

"You ......", Wang Xu looked at his son blankly, his face full of surprise.

"I've had my brain healed, it's been half a month."

Wang Feng couldn't bear to deceive the "mother" in front of him, and said loudly: "Don't worry, I will definitely find you a good daughter-in-law in the future and serve you well."

Wang Xu's tears fell all of a sudden, she lowered her head, wiped her tears, and choked up: "Great! Bodhisattva bless, Bodhisattva bless!"

She suddenly raised her head and said angrily: "Tomorrow, my mother will send the marriage contract to the Zhang family!" I don't believe it, with the appearance and ability of my family's Erlang, I can't marry the Hun family!"

Wang Feng secretly had a headache. Mother is a son, that is really able to bend and stretch, and a heart has become countless petals.

"You rest first. I'm going to ask General Xiao Zhai about the battle situation. ”

"Is the Wang family's sister-in-law at home, is Erlang here?"

Wang Feng was about to get up, but he heard someone shouting outside the door, and then several people walked in.

Wang Feng and his mother stood up, looked up, and saw two villagers, one carrying a bag of things, and the other carrying half a sheep behind his back, walking in.

Behind them, it was Zhai Jin and Zhai Liang, father and son, who Wang Feng was about to find.

Wang Xu hurriedly stood up and stepped forward with Wang Feng to greet him.

Zhai Jin arched his hand and smiled: "Sister-in-law of the Wang family, you have raised a good son." If it weren't for him yesterday, I wouldn't have seen the villagers!"

Zhai's father and son are both handsome and personable, and they don't match the appearance of the morning fight at all.

Zhai Liang has a black hat and a green robe, outstanding talents, and has the grace of a good son. It seems that the family is strong and cultivated, and it is not something that anyone can pretend to be.

In the Great Song Dynasty, the army could not fight, but the folk martial arts atmosphere was strong, which can be regarded as a strange thing.

Zhai Liang looked at Wang Feng in surprise. He, Zhai Er, and Wang Feng have all grown up together since childhood. Wang Feng has been demented since he was a child, and his personality is cowardly, and his peers look down on him. But I didn't expect a thunderstorm, and a country man had changed so much!

The dealer put his things on the table. Wang Feng hurriedly hugged his fists and said, "Thank you, Uncle Zhai, little official, for letting you break the bank."

Wang Xu hurriedly beckoned a few people to sit down, went down and poured tea and came up.

"Erlang, if it weren't for you, I would have been able to escape yesterday."

Zhai Liang also thanked him.

"The petty official is too polite! The petty officials are one against three, and the heroic boy is a hero. I was blinded by a cat that killed a mouse a few times. ”

Wang Feng waved his hand again and again, and said in his mouth.

Zhai's father and son glanced at each other, secretly surprised in their hearts. They are familiar with the villagers in Wang's hometown, and they don't see each other when they look up and look down. What kind of goods this Wang Song is, they are naturally clear. Who knew that yesterday's battle knew that it was difficult to live up to the truth.

A few days ago, Chong Yan came to look for Wang Song, and several members of the Zhai family were suspicious. No one would have imagined that the big fool Wang Song was strong in martial arts, and he would save the world-famous old breed on Luoyang Road.

This morning, Zhai Jin asked about Zhai Erma's horses, only to learn that there was a thunderstorm outside Tokyo, which brought Wang Song back to his senses.

"Virtuous nephew, the old man has a lot of eyes on you, and he wants you to join the Western Army, which is really terrifying!"

Zhai Jin smiled slightly. If it weren't for Wang Feng, it is unknown whether his father and son would have come back alive.

Wang Feng shook his head and said, "Uncle has an overreputation. Speaking of which, it was the two of us who caused the old man. What a merit, ashamed, ashamed!"

Wang Xu looked at his son with satisfaction. The son has become so well-founded, calm and calm. It seems that he has really grown up, and moreover, he is "smart".

"Uncle Zhai, don't say anything polite. Can you know the current situation of the war between the Central Plains and Hedong, and is there any news of the mutual relationship of small races?"

After the greetings, Wang Feng mentioned the war in Hedong and Hebei.

"The virtuous nephew is concerned about the safety of the court."

Zhai Jin pondered for a moment and said: "Uncle has many friends in the army, and he has sent letters and news recently, and there are also battles in Tokyo and Lianghe."

He breathed a sigh of relief and said: "Fanzi has been evacuated, the imperial court has lost hundreds of thousands of dollars, and Bianjing City should be safe." As for the two rivers, in order to understand the power of Taiyuan, the imperial court sent several soldiers and horses, mostly the elite of the Western Army, to rescue Taiyuan City, only in an instant. As for the small race, he has tens of thousands of elite Western troops under his command, and the soldiers are strong and strong, and now he should be on the way to Taiyuan. As for the route of the march and where the army went, these are all secrets of the army, and I do not know my uncle. ”

"Each fights for itself, and will be in the middle of the palace, the emperor is impatient and capricious, and he will not know the soldiers!"

Wang Song shook his head and said: "This battle is more auspicious and less dangerous, and it will definitely be defeated!"

"Isn't Erlang too pessimistic?"

Zhai Liang was stunned and said: "The subordinates of the small race are all elites of the Western Army, and Ling Zun is also a fierce general of the Western Army. Could it be that Erlang is worried that the small race will fail, and Erlang is not very optimistic about rescuing Taiyuan City?"

Wang Feng in front of him was a little confused. He has always regarded himself very highly, and he can be regarded as both civil and military. But now, even if he wants to refute it and overwhelm the other party in momentum, he always feels that he is out of words.

Wang Feng nodded and said: "Petty official, the Western Army is gloomy, all the armies are fighting on their own, and there are differences of opinion between the DPRK and China. Infantry against cavalry is another tactic to add fuel, and this battle will definitely be lost! As soon as this battle was lost, the elite of the Great Song Dynasty was wiped out, Tokyo was in danger, and the Great Song Dynasty was in danger! To tell you the truth, my brother Wang Qing is in the army of the junior prince at the moment, so this is why I have this question!"

"I see!"

Zhai's father and son both suddenly realized, Zhai Jin frowned and said, "The virtuous nephew may not know something. The small race of the prince joined the army, but he was a fierce general in the army, and his subordinates were all elites of the Western Army, even if they could not win, they should be able to protect themselves. The virtuous nephew was too worried. ”

"What my uncle said is good, the small race is a famous general in the world, and his subordinates are all elite."

Wang Feng nodded and said: "It's just that the power of arranging troops and marching to fight is in the hands of the scholars and doctors who generally "don't know soldiers" in the imperial court. I am afraid that the prince of the small species will be involuntary and rush to the army, and when the time comes, the defeat of the army and the defeat of the division are inevitable. ”

Zhai's father and son looked at each other and pondered.

Wang Xu's eyes couldn't hide the worry, according to the analysis of his stupid son, could it be that the eldest son is really more than lucky?

Zhai Jin looked at the young man in front of him, his heart was up and down, and his heart was like numbness.

If it is true as he said, the Western Army was destroyed, and the only field army of the Great Song Dynasty was also wiped out, then who could still stop the iron hooves of the Jurchen Fanzi?

"Erlang, you have to save your eldest brother!"

Wang Xu grabbed his youngest son's arm.

"Don't worry, the child will leave immediately, and he will definitely find the eldest brother in Hedong!"

Looking at the woman in front of him who was eager to save his son, Wang Feng nodded helplessly.

Hedong soldiers and bandits are everywhere, and there are many big battles, he doesn't know if he can do it, so he can only resign himself to fate.

"Erlang, come over before you go, my uncle has something to say to you." Zhai Jin's father and son said goodbye and left.

"Erlang, if you have time, let's talk about it again." It seems that Zhai Liang is still a little dissatisfied with Wang Feng in his heart.

Wang Xu closed the door and led his son into the house.

"Erlang, put incense on your father and the ancestors of the Wang family!"

Coming to the offering table of the ancestral spiritual seat, Wang Xu took the lead in kneeling down in front of the spiritual seat. Wang Feng had no choice but to put on incense and kneel.

"The ancestors of the royal family, please bless our family Erlang to be safe and unscathed, and bring Dalang home!"

Wang Xu took his son and kowtowed a few times, and after chanting words in his mouth for a while, he stood up.

"Erlang, you go to the back room, take out the box under the bed, and bring it to the tablet."

Although the terrain was unfamiliar, fortunately the house was not large, Wang Feng followed the direction pointed by his mother, went to the simple and tidy inner room, took out an old wooden box from under the bed, and took it out.

"Erlang, open the box."

Under the watchful eye of his mother, Wang Feng opened the box and unwrapped the leather bag, which contained two short guns, the tips of which were bright and the body of the guns was dark, and it seemed to be made of pig iron.

"The iron spear was handed down by the ancestors of the Wang family, and it turned out to be used by your father. After your father passed away, I wanted to pass it on to your eldest brother, but your eldest brother didn't have enough strength, so he stayed. ”

Wang Xu was a little sad, and his eyes turned red again.

Wang Feng picked up the iron gun and weighed it, about twenty or thirty catties. Both barrels have a spiral twist that allows them to fit each other, but it also takes a lot of effort to disassemble and close them. The length of the gun body is about three meters, and the length is interchangeable. The body of the gun is smooth and very textured. Very well maintained, it seems that over the years, someone has often wiped it.

He was a little surprised, it stands to reason that he should not be able to carry such a heavy spear. But now that I have the gun in my hand and waved it a few times, I feel that it seems to be lighter.

"It's good."

Wang Feng nodded and said, "The two hands seem to be lighter, and one hand is just right."

"This is going to Hedong, there are many dangers, these two iron guns are by your side, I hope the ancestors bless. Along the way, you have to be cautious and don't be careless!"

His mother's earnest instructions made Wang Feng's heart warm inexplicably. In this turbulent era at the end of the Northern Song Dynasty, personal fate is all fluttering in the wind, and I can't help myself. No one knows what will happen next.

From here to Taiyuan, a distance of nearly 1,000 miles, even if he is forcibly marching, there is no half point on the road, it will take more than ten days, I just hope that the time is still in time.

He was originally a cheap life, and if he could really save his so-called brother, it would be considered a complete merit. Whether in his previous life or in this life, he has fulfilled his duty as a son of man.

"Don't worry, I will do my best, and I will definitely bring my eldest brother back!"

Wang Feng solemnly promised.

From this moment on, he can be regarded as integrating into this turbulent era, called Wang Song.