Chapter 5: Spring Dawn (Seven Ups)

"Doesn't grow up to be a little brat!" Seeing that Wang Xun said cutely, Zhou Xiaofeng couldn't help but stretch out his slap and gently patted his head. "We are in the Anxi Army, but many people are crying and shouting and want to join, but they can't touch the door. You're the only one, and you're going to go home and ask your lords! ”

"Yes, among the ten towns of the Tang Dynasty, our Anxi Army is second to none!" Zhao Huaixu couldn't bear to see Wang Xun miss such a good opportunity easily, and reminded with a smile. "Now that the four seas are leveling, those who can still move the real guys from time to time are our Anxi Army."

"Thank you for your love, little brother! But the grace of the mother's upbringing, the younger brother has to think about it! Wang Xun smiled awkwardly and continued to scratch the back of his head. Before enlisting in the army, Aunt Yun's important advice was that she would rather be promoted slower than take the initiative to take risks. Becoming the general of Fourth Uncle Feng is to avoid trouble. But if you follow the old guy to plug it, thank you for not being sensitive!

Hearing the obvious prevarication in Wang Xun's words, Feng Changqing couldn't help but be a little disappointed. But after thinking about it, I understood the other party's choice. As a noble who was born with a knighthood, even if he is just a viscount, Wang Xun's future is much smoother than when he was back. You don't need to work hard to get rich food and clothing, and if you don't have any extravagance for power, you can enjoy the mountains and rivers for a lifetime.

Such a child, it is indeed too difficult for him to go to the green Yumen Pass, which is rare to see for a few months a year, to win fame. Moreover, from the perspective of Biyun, who has always regarded Wang Xun as his own son, I am afraid that he does not want the only seedling of the Wang family to follow him to suffer that hardship. Thinking of this, Feng Changqing couldn't help laughing: "It's up to you." The old man was in a hurry about this matter. You really should ask your family what they think, after all, you are the only man in your Wang family's generation, if you go to the Western Regions with the old man, and you don't have three or five years, I'm afraid it won't be so easy to come back! ”

"Hehe, what the hell is a little brat!" Glancing at Wang Xun, Zhou Xiaofeng echoed in a low voice. Zhao Badxu and several other generals also felt disappointed, and shook their heads lightly with a wry smile.

"No matter where you are in the future, the care of the fourth uncle and several elder brothers, the younger generations will never forget!" was a little embarrassed by everyone, Wang Xun raised the wine cup and said with a smile.

"Nonsense. The old man is still rare for your gratitude for a doll? Don't talk about this, drink, drink......" Feng Changqing smiled and raised the wine cup.

In the past few months, he has put too much energy into Wang Xun. Although he did not come forward in person, those tasks one after another, from simple to complex, were painstakingly tailored for this child. The staff around him laughed vigorously, and asked the general if he had taken a fancy to the little guy and was ready to accept him as a righteous son, so that he could pass on the mantle in the future? In the former kind of thought, Feng Changqing asked himself if he didn't, Wang Zizhi was kind to him back then, and just by virtue of this, he couldn't take away his heir. But the latter thought, Feng Changqing really saved some, and as the little guy's performance got better and better, it became more and more intense.

Through the observation and tempering in the past few months, Feng Changqing was not the only one who was surprised to find that Wang Xun, a gentleman, had a very rare talent for military generals. Regardless of his extraordinary strength and understanding of weapons and fists, it is far beyond ordinary people that he can use such a young face to pack up the more than 50 recruits and veterans of different personalities and backgrounds under his command in just over a month, and to be able to willingly carry out every order he has. In addition, Wang Xun certainly has many shortcomings of a gentleman, such as being afraid of hardship, being in the limelight, and retreating at every turn; However, he also has obvious advantages such as quick response, open-mindedness, and righteousness and squandering money. Such a person will be tempered in front of the two armies for a few years, and he will definitely become a piece of peerless steel. As long as he is a leading coach, there is nothing he doesn't want to get after seeing it.

Keenly aware of the loss in the heart of his own coach, Zhou Xiaofeng and other descendants of the generals couldn't help but secretly scold Wang Xun in their hearts for not knowing what to do. Half a year ago, the Anxi army was defeated on the banks of the Talas River because of the betrayal of the Qarluqs, and the middle-level generals suffered serious losses. Therefore, when General Feng was ordered to reorganize the Flying Dragon Guard, he proposed to His Majesty the Emperor to 'recruit good sons into the army through public assessment'. The purpose of this proposal is twofold, the first is of course to replenish the Wyvern Praetorian Guard with fresh blood. Second, it is to select talents for the Anxi Army.

If Wang Xun agrees to join the Fengchangqing Shogunate today, it is foreseeable that it will not be too long before this talented young man will soar to the sky. And his choice to stay in the Wyvern Praetorian Guard is tantamount to being mediocre. Maybe he can also rise to a certain high position in this life, but a soldier who has never seen blood will always be a recruit. Even if you become a general, you can't be an exception.

With a little bit of disdain and a little bit of reluctance, Zhou Xiaofeng and others began to take the initiative to find fault with Wang Xun and fight for wine. And Wang Xun knew in his heart that he would definitely stay in the Praetorian Guard instead of going to the battlefield to fight for his life, and he couldn't help but feel a little sorry for everyone's care in the past few months, so he didn't refuse to come, and touched the wine cup that came to the door with all kinds of reasons. After a few rounds of drinking, in addition to being clever and righteous, he won a bold name for himself. Zhou Xiaofeng, Li Yuanqin and the others felt more and more reluctant in their hearts, and the eyes that looked at him almost burst out of a faint green light.

When the banquet ended, Wang Xun couldn't remember at all. I only remember that I seemed to have drunk many of my colleagues, and completely poured my boss Zhou Laohu into a sick cat. Before he was lying on the low table, he saw another familiar face. It was Cen Shen, who wrote poems and drank wine with Li Bai and others that day, and he didn't know when he would join the Fengchangqing Shogunate, and he actually became a green-clothed judge who was responsible for managing the correspondence.

With Cen Shen here, poetry is, of course, an indispensable part of the banquet. "Get on the horse with a hook, and dance the head. Xiaolai thinks of serving the country, not loving the marquis......" When Cen Shen splashed ink and wrote a poem on the side, Wang Xun was already drunk and his eyes were slanted, listening to all the officers around him slapping the table and chanting loudly, he was unconsciously proud in his heart, and raised his glass and sang with the rhythm of everyone, "Xiaolai thinks of serving the country, not loving the marquis." Thousands of miles of land are dreams, and the three moons are worried. It is necessary to clear the captives early, and there is nothing to do. ”

Before I knew it, I fell asleep. In his sleep, he saw himself wearing a pair of bright light armor and holding a long tassel, and went west out of the Jade Gate with Zhou Xiaofeng, Li Yuanqin and others. The Turks, the Tielers, the Great Cannibals, a blue-faced fang, screamed and pounced. And he rode forward, pierced them one by one with a long lance, and picked them up in the air one by one.

The knives ahead were like a forest, and the arrows were like rain, but no one looked back.

Because, behind me, there is a majestic Great Wall.

Alcoholic's note: I can only go to the hospital tomorrow. Say sorry in advance. In addition, is the character of Wang Xun a little unproductive? Don't worry, he's only seventeen years old, and he'll grow up slowly.