In terms of learning, Sun Ce asked himself if he was not enough to abuse Pang Shanmin, and when it came to words, he could beat Pang Shanmin's street. Of course, what's even cooler is that in case you can't say it, Lao Tzu can still be brutal. It's still a little nervous to go into battle to kill the enemy, and you're a scholar to compete, and it's not like you can abuse as much as you want.

This feeling is cool!

Pang Shanmin, if you really dare to pick up the knife and duel with me, I will obey you.

Pang Shanmin's face was pale, he trembled for a long time, and he didn't dare to pick up a knife to duel with Sun Ce. He usually comes into contact with some literati and scholars, gentlemen don't use their mouths, and when they see someone who has nothing to say, they have to compete in a duel. Although there are a lot of scholars in the Han Dynasty, Pang Shanmin is obviously not. Not to mention a duel with Sun Ce, let him dance twice with a knife, maybe he will hurt himself.

Seeing that Pang Shanmin had withered, Sun Ce raised his eyebrows, put the knife into the sheath, and snorted disdainfully. Although he didn't say a word, Pang Shanmin felt a great insult, he blushed and shouted: "Duel is a duel, the husband is not humiliated, I will fight with you." As he spoke, he rushed over and grabbed the knife. Sun Ce was a little surprised, seeing that Pang Shanmin's footsteps were vain, obviously he didn't have martial arts, so he didn't have time to think about it, he withdrew the knife, and there was a punch in his face, which hit Pang Shanmin's eye socket.

"Phew!" Pang Shanmin fell backwards, and one eye turned blue. He screamed, covered his eyes and squatted on the ground, ashamed and painful, with tears streaming down his eyes.

"Just like you, you still want to fight with me?" Sun Ce held the knife and squatted in front of Pang Shanmin. "Thanks to my kindness, or you'd be hung up. If you want me to say, don't think that reading a few sentences of a book is great, and if you don't have the strength, don't talk about it. It's your luck to meet me who is reasonable, and if you meet someone who is unreasonable, today next year will be your sacrifice day. If you don't get it right, not only will you be unlucky, but your whole family will be unlucky. Since you are a hermit, you must have the state of mind of being a hermit, and don't look cynical. If you really can't get used to it, you can change him, even if you fail in the end, you are not ashamed. ”

Pang Shanmin covered his eyes and glared at Sun Ce angrily, so angry that he didn't know what to say. You are the wicked, and you are the good one, so why don't you go to heaven?

"Well said." There was a faint applause from inside the door, and a middle-aged man walked out slowly. There was no crown on his head, only a cloth scarf, and he was also dressed in a very simple way, a linen jacket. "Mountain people, don't get up yet, please let the guests in."

Pang Shanmin hurriedly stood up and covered his eyes. "Daddy, he'......"

"Can you stop him?"

"I ......"

"Since I can't stop it, I have to invite in." Pang Degong raised his head, glanced at Sun Ce, and laughed softly: "Besides, although Sun Jun is a martial artist, he has some truth in what he said. If you can't resist insults, don't humiliate yourself, it's rare for young people to have such insight. Hansheng, what do you think? ”

A deep voice rang out beside Pang Degong. "What Degong said is extremely true."

Sun Ce was stunned. Hansheng? It's a familiar name, it's just ...... How could he be here, shouldn't he be in Changsha?

Sun Ce pondered for a while, and suddenly realized. At this time, Liu Biao had not yet taken Nanyang, how could Huang Zhong of Nanyang become Liu Biao's subordinate and guard Changsha with Liu Pan. According to the time, he should not be out yet.

"Dare to ask Pang Gong, is this Hansheng you are talking about Nanyang Huangzhong Huang Hansheng?"

Before Pang Degong could speak, Huang Zhong walked out and glanced at Sun Ce in surprise. "Who are you, and how did you find out so-and-so's name?"

Sun Ce smiled. Alas, the biggest late-blooming celebrity of the Three Kingdoms appeared in front of him like this, and he was really unprepared. He looked at Huang Zhong carefully, and the more he looked, the happier he became. Huang Zhong was in his early forties, a little older than Sun Jian. Unlike Sun Jian's tiger-like momentum, this Huang Zhong's eyebrows are so thick that they can't be dissolved. For people in this era, forty years old is considered the second half of life, and it is not yet a career at this time, which is a psychologically difficult hurdle for anyone to cross.

Huang Zhong came to Pang Degong, wouldn't he seek psychological counseling or confidence?

Anyway, when you meet me, your life will be different from now on. Liu ran ran, I'm sorry, I want this person.

Seeing that Sun Ce didn't speak, he looked at himself with a strange expression, and there was a hint of incomprehensible smile on the corner of his mouth, Huang Zhong's heart was even more bottomless. He coughed, raised his voice, and asked again, more politely.

Sun Ce came back to his senses, sorted out his mood, and smiled slightly. "In Xia Jiangdong, Sun Ce, the general of Xing Po, the leader of Yuzhou, Sun Jian, Sun Wentai, is my father."

"Are you Sun Jian's son?" Huang Zhong's face changed, and he glanced behind Sun Ce again, and saw that Zu Mao and the others were murderous, blocking the gate of Pang Mansion, and suddenly became anxious, reached out and pulled out the long knife on his waist, blocked in front of Pang Degong, and said sharply: "Everyone has their own ambitions, why should Sun Jun force it?" It's not enough for General Ling Zunsun to kill my county general, do you have to kill them all? ”

Sun Ce was stunned. What does this mean, it's different from the script. Wait, Sun Jian killed his county general? Oh, I understand, no wonder Huang Zhong waited until Liu Biao occupied Nanyang before he came out, it turned out that he didn't have a career, but the official was relatively small, and he should be an inconspicuous petty official in Nanyang County. Nanyang Taishou Zhang Zhi was beheaded by Sun Jian, he was unyielding, unwilling to be with Sun Jian, and unwilling to serve Yuan Shu, so he has been avoiding.

Listening to this meaning, it seems that Sun Jian also chased and killed him?

It's a bit of a hassle. Sun Ce scratched his head. "Haha, I'm not here to find you, I'm here to find Pang Degong. But it's also fate to meet you here. Huang Hansheng, there seems to be some misunderstanding between us? ”

Hearing that he didn't come to find him, Huang Zhong breathed a sigh of relief and slowly pushed the knife back. He bowed to Pound. "Thank you Pang Gong for your advice, don't leave it at that."

Pang Degong bowed slightly. "Hansheng, a late bloomer, don't be anxious."

Huang Zhong smiled bitterly twice, bowed his hand again, squeezed sideways past Sun Ce, and was about to leave. Sun Ce turned to look at his back, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Huang Hansheng, Yuliangzhou has been taken over by me, you can't leave for the time being, why don't you stay and linger for a few days, okay?" ”

Huang Zhong glanced back at Sun Ce and snorted: "The Tao is different, and they don't conspire with each other." "Hold your head high and stride away.

Sun Ce was not discouraged, and raised his voice: "Huang Hansheng, is the Tao you talking about removing the filth for the Han family and cleansing the world, or is it to make meritorious contributions and seal his wife and son?" If neither of these is your word, we are indeed different. ”

Huang Zhong's footsteps froze, he slowly turned around, glared at Sun Ce angrily, and pressed the hilt of the knife with his hand, murderous. "Ling Zun killed the Nanyang Taishou appointed by the imperial court, and attacked the Jingzhou assassin appointed by the imperial court, which is also called removing the filth for the Han family and cleansing the world?"

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