Xu Shiliu took a sip of tea, drained the food in his mouth, took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and then slowly arched his hand to the head of the Zhang family and said, "Zhang Weng taught me a lesson." ”

He stood up from the table, walked over to Xu Shiyang, and stretched out a hand to drag his brother's wrist as he raised his whip again.

Xu Shiliu only felt a strong force, and he almost didn't hold it, letting the leather whip fall again.

Fortunately, Xu Shiyang immediately woke up, consciously raised the horsewhip, and pretended that Xu Shiliu could stop him with one hand.

Xu Shiliu took a breath, and then said: "Third brother, let him go, no matter how you say it, it's our uncle." ”

Xu Shiyang stared at him for a while, and after a while, he shook the horsewhip in his hand fiercely, pointed at the weak Xu Muze and scolded:

"The soldiers killed the Tartars, exterminated the thieves, recruited the homeless, and the road was blue, and the poverty and hardship festivals were finally accumulated, did you let you use it to please your sister?"

"Third brother, now is not the time to talk about this!"

Xu Shiyang raised his hand angrily, as if he wanted to fight again, hesitated for a moment, and finally put down the horsewhip.

"You're not fit to be the bookkeeper of your fleet! Pack up your things and wait for the punishment! ”

After speaking, Xu Shiyang left the banquet hall without looking back.

Xu Shiliu shook his head helplessly, helped Xu Muze up with his own hands, and called a small servant to instruct: "Please help my clan uncle to rest first." ”

The little guy didn't seem to expect Xu Shiliu to be so polite to a subordinate, he was stunned for a moment, until someone pushed him, and then hurriedly helped Xu Muze, who was covered in bruises, to leave.

"Please sit down, two clan uncles." Xu Shiliu said to the fleet steward of the long room and the second room: "This battle has been won, and it is said that there is nothing else, but since he is here, my nephew is still a little confused, and I want to ask the two clan uncles by the way, and after the meeting, please come to the camp to find my nephew." ”

Both of them were shocked by Xu Shiyang's violent personality, and when they heard Xu Shiliu say this, they nodded again and again.

They don't have Xu Shiyang's gold to please Sister Yao, so they don't think they will also be whipped, right?

After everyone was seated, there was inevitably a whisper in the banquet hall:

"Xu Jia Saburo is too grumpy, right? Even your own uncle dares to fight? It's so ruthless! ”

"He can fight, didn't he say that he defeated the Tartars last year? Even the Tartars dare to fight, what is it to beat a clan uncle who has made a mistake? ”

Influenced by operas and scripts, people in this era have a deep-rooted misunderstanding - a warrior who can fight must be a leopard with a head and eyes, a tall man and a short temper, well, he must be very good at wine.

Xu Shiyang doesn't have a leopard's head and eyes, but he is absolutely worthy of being tall and big, he didn't drink today, and he didn't know how much he drank, but this time he was whipped down, and his temper was really good.

It's very much in line with the image of a fierce general charging into battle in the opera, isn't it?

"Fortunately, Xu Jiagolang is also here, it seems that this reading seed can still control him."

"Yes, yes, look at that, if Xu Wulang wasn't here, Xu Sanlang would have killed Xu Muze!"

"Fortunately, there is Xu Goro!"

"Thankfully, fortunately."

Vaguely hearing these conversations, Xu Shiliu smiled proudly.

He actually doesn't know very well, why the third brother, who has always been kind and kind internally, proposed to act in this play, and the violent beating of the clan uncle doesn't seem to be beneficial to Xu Shiyang's reputation, and even, in the morality of feudal society, this kind of behavior can be said to be a bit rebellious.

However, when the third brother said this before, he made it clear that he should persuade him to stop, and in this way, his reputation would become better.

This incident did no harm to Xu Shiliu, so he agreed to cooperate with the play, but as he thought, his reputation became louder with Xu Shiyang's rage.

He recalled that since last year, his father has been constantly mentioning his life, and he has instilled an idea for himself - the third brother will take the military general route, and he will first earn a reputation in Jiangbei, and then go to Jiangnan to study, take the imperial examination route, and become a civil official.

It seems that this idea has indeed been approved by the third brother (he doesn't know that this idea was originally made by Xu Shiyang), first, he is cooperating with himself everywhere, so that the two of them are in line with their own personal images.

So, what do I do?' ’

Xu Shiliu used a teacup to hide his thoughtful expression:

It has to fit the persona, and it can't be too much. ’

Xu Shiliu didn't notice it, and now he also didn't want Xu Shiyang's image to be damaged, after all, according to Xu Muhe's idea, Xu Shiyang should be his military guarantee to gain a firm foothold in Jiangnan.

……

The camp of the Forces nouvelles was set up in a relatively close part of the sea to the north of Rizhao.

It is convenient to camp here to guard the spoils of war and to dispose of corpses.

Xu Shiyang did not attend the celebration banquet, and after returning to his camp, he immediately began the next work - screening and cutting some prisoners.

Since there were all the captives, Xu Shiyang decided to treat them differently based on his feelings and the need to divide the captives:

No Han Chinese will be killed as long as they have not committed major crimes during the landing.

The Koreans were also bullied among the Japanese invaders, so they chose to kill one out of ten.

The Fuso and the disgusting Nanyang savages, the main force of the Japanese Bandits, choose five to kill one.

Xu Shiyang and several backbone members of the new army sat behind a long table, just like the recruitment interviews of later generations, screening the Japanese prisoners one by one - unlike the job fair, there were many fewer people who were eliminated this time than those who remained, and the lives of the eliminated guys ended today.

This time, Xu Shiyang's criteria for killing people are very simple - 1, not a Han Chinese, 2, a non-technical backbone, 3, he doesn't look pleasing to the eye.

The eliminated ones were dragged to the nearest beach, directly beheaded, and then the bodies were thrown into the sea.

At the beginning of the screening, there were still some widows who scolded their necks, and Xu Shiyang was not polite, and dragged all the guys who scolded him to the beach and killed them.

When more than 50 people were killed, the shouting and scolding stopped, and all the would-be robbers realized that if they continued to scold like this, the tall young man in front of him would not mind killing all the captives at all.

So the screening went smoothly.

"This won't work, kill it." Xu Shiyang said lazily.

Immediately two scouts stepped forward and dragged the trembling captives to the sea.

"Castle Master, this man is quite honest?" Xie Zhen asked puzzledly: "It's a pity to kill the monster like this." ”

"It's too honest, I suspect he has depression, it's better to kill him directly."

"What is depression?"

Xu Shiyang didn't answer, this will mean that the "honest boy" has already lost his head.

"This won't work either, kill it."

"This one is quite clever, there shouldn't be any fish right?"

"He's too thin to work, kill him."

"And what about this fat one?"

"Too fat, waste food, chop."

“……。”

The officers were suddenly a little speechless and didn't know what to say.