Chapter 291: Dreams and Ideals

"How can you understand!!

The vast grassland is full of boundless verdant greenery, as if there is no end in sight, white clouds dot the clear dome, and the nearby pond also reflects the golden sunlight, sparkling with the weeping willows on the water.

Here, it's like a fairyland in a painting.

At this time, Wan Yanxue was half-sitting on a high stool, she looked at the young man in front of her, her pretty face was almost a little gritted her teeth, and she wanted to stomp her feet angrily, completely lacking her former demeanor.

"Huh!"

Once again, the bow and arrow shot in the young man's hand passed by the outermost ring of the target 100 percent.

The boy smiled a little embarrassed, he put down his bow and stood there, not knowing what to say.

"Oops, I said what the hell is going on with you!"

Angrily trotting all the way over, Wan Yanxue directly grabbed the young man's ears and shouted: "How many times have I taught you, how many times, you say it yourself!"

At this time, Wanyan Wushu and Chu Jianglou were standing in the distance, with a solemn expression on their faces, obviously discussing something.

"I didn't expect this Dong Ping to be so arrogant."

His brows were furrowed, and Wanyan Wushu stared at the lake in the distance under the sun and said, "I actually dared to force that Zhao Ji to have to recognize his throne, this person is really a hero."

"Yes, but in less than three years, he has advanced to this level, Dong Ping, he is really a strong opponent." Chu Jianglou held his head with his right hand, sighed slightly and said, "However, I think the most important information at the moment is that Zhao Ji has been completely decadent."

"Oh, how so."

"For Dong Ping, he has connived at the power of this place to this point, step by step, snowballing his Great Song into the abyss, this is all his own doing." Shaking his head slightly, Chu Jianglou said with a heavy look in his eyes: "Give up the ancestor's policy of suppressing martial arts and advocating literature, and now he is weak and incompetent, Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji, your world is about to end."

"Yes, now the Han people are divided from each other, and civil strife is endless, just anti-Wang has Tian Hu, Wang Qingzhong, Dong Ping, and the restless Fang La, and these are all caused by this Zhao Ji himself step by step."

After finishing Yan Wushu, he just smiled: "It seems that the time for us to enter the Central Plains is not far off."

"Your Highness, do you remember that Shi Wengong?" After being silent for a long time, Chu Jianglou suddenly said: "It is said that he was named the King of Dajin Han by His Majesty because he provided many confidential information within the Central Plains?"

"Oh, that person, it's just a clown who jumps off the beam."

Slowly walked a few steps forward, clasped his hands in front of his chest, Wanyan Wushu raised his head and looked at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, and the corners of his mouth only showed a sneer.

"This person, his foundation has been ruined, not to mention that Zeng Tou City was originally useless, and now it seems that this is indeed the case."

Saying that, after standing up straight, Wanyan Wushu put down his arm, squatted down and looked at the lake in front of him, smiled and said: "Today's Shi Wengong, just like this lake, looks like a huge force, but weak and powerless, if I want to destroy him, it will only be between my hands."

"What, you're going to kill him?" Chu Jianglou said in a deep voice.

"This kind of person is not worthy of being my opponent." Wanyan Wushu stood up, turned to look at the young man who was flushed and Wanyan Xue, and just sneered: "I will send this inhuman beast to see the king of Hades at the right time."

At this time, Wan Yanxue's side was a little lively.

"Sister Xue, can you spare me?" The young man said with a slightly red face, obviously his ears were pinched, but he didn't dare to move, his eyes didn't even dare to look directly into Yan Xue's eyes, and his hands were even more nervous and didn't know where to put them, he just smiled bitterly: "I really can't figure out these bows and arrows."

"Hey, you guys, don't just laugh there!"

Wan Yan Xue turned around suddenly, crossed her waist and used her other free hand to point at Wan Yan Wushu and Chu Jianglou, who couldn't stop laughing, and said loudly: "Who said that he would teach him archery!"

"This princess can't teach it, so teach it yourself!"

After saying this, Wan Yanxue clasped her hands in front of her chest and looked into the distance with a puffed face.

"Sister, I'm not good at understanding, but I'm trying to learn." The young man walked up to Wan Yanxue with a smile and said, "Oh, you just have to work harder, and then help again."

"Okay, come and play chess with me tonight, win me a few times, and I'll teach you a few more days."

"Uh......"

"Okay, don't tease Brother Wenlong."

Walking over from a distance with a smile, Chu Jianglou spread out his hand, looked at the young man and said, "Lu Wenlong, let me ask you, the next time you go to the Central Plains, are you willing to follow me."

"This ......"

For a moment, the boy was almost stunned, and it took a while for him to react.

"Brother Chu, thank you so much, I will definitely perform well and live up to your expectations!" The young man Lu Wenlong stood up straight excitedly, hurriedly clasped his hands into fists, and bowed deeply to Chu Jianglou and Wanyan Wushu in front of him.

Then, he took off the face towel that covered half of his face for the sake of crosshair.

It was only at this time that the appearance of the teenager was fully revealed.

With a height of seven feet five or six, a strong and slender body, long arms, and a heroic face, almost no one could tell that he was only a thirteen-year-old boy.

Later generations have a poem "Youth Wind" praising Lu Wenlongdao:

The cold blade spirit horse is heroic, showing youthful vigor and heroic courage

In a different place, with a pure heart, you can recall the wolf smoke of the past in China

"Okay, they're all my own brothers, so don't be polite."

Smiled and patted Lu Wenlong's shoulder, and said again: "Our Dajin warriors pay attention to riding and archery, although you are talented in martial arts, but this bow and arrow still has to be learned, and you must not give up."

"Yes, you can take your time, you go and finish the arrows in the quiver first." Chu Jianglou said with a smile.

"That sister, he won't teach me what to do."

"Stupid, go and beg her yourself......"

"By the way, brother, this nickname you gave yourself...... Do you have to change it?"

"Nope."

"Why?"

"That Dong Ping is our biggest enemy, no matter what, I have to defeat him, when the time comes, I will let the name of the double gun general only deserve to be owned by my "double gun general" Lu Wenlong! ”

"Haha, good, good, backbone."

Chu Jianglou smiled and hugged Lu Wenlong's shoulder, glanced at Yan Xue again, and carefully lowered his voice and said: "But you see, sister, he is angry, our archery is really not as good as his, and their women have a ...... mentality after all."

"Chu Jianglou, who do you say is a woman!"

"It's not good, run Wenlong, she's chasing after her!"

At the same time, the Liao State, the Marshal's Mansion.

The night was dark and the moonlight was dim.

A young man and a middle-aged man in his early thirties were facing each other, and in the night, their figures were faintly recognizable in the moonlight.

The moonlight mixed with the cold light of the swords in their hands was really a little creepy in the middle of the night.

There is no trace of emotion on the face of the middle-aged man.

And the young man who looked to be in his twenties had a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

At this time, there were hundreds of soldiers surrounded nearby.

Although everyone didn't make any movements, just looking at their faces, you could feel the strong murderous aura.

Obviously, these people are the strongest people in a million.

The focus of everyone's eyes was on the two people in the center.