The so-called one thing descends to one thing, not to mention in the army, in the imperial court, or even in the entire Yuelong, who dares to say a few more words to Qi Hongtian? That is a matter of talking with his head, who dares to say more when his brain is convulsed? If he does not let the family lose his head, it is already the blessing of the Buddha of Nanyan.

I'm afraid that only Zuo Zongda dares to say two words of no to Qi Hongtian in the world, but Qi Hongtian is used to Zuo Zongda saying a few words of no, so he doesn't think so, but he doesn't deny a few words, and he doesn't have a bottom to do it, and it's not practical.

If you want to say that Zuo Zongda will go south to revolt against the people, Qi Hongtian is reluctant to fight psychologically, this big event of opening the river is missing him, and it is impossible to do it accurately, the empty heart is floating, and the itch in his heart cannot be described in words.

However, although Zuo Zongda agrees now, his psychology is not a taste, these 50,000 dead soldiers are thousands of selected and specially trained troops, called the wordless battalion, symbolizing invincibility, uniqueness, and meaningless life and death.

The wordless battalion does not blink its eyes on the battlefield, and the knife goes down either the enemy dies or dies by itself, and in the face of a strong enemy, he will definitely do it with his old life, and will not retreat and fear half a point, no matter how strong the enemy is.

Wordless dead soldiers, there were 70,000 people at first, and 20,000 horses died in ten years to participate in large and small battles, Rao Yong is no less than those who grew up eating animal bones in the Northern Wilderness, these wordless battalions can be described as invincible.

Anyway, it is also a beam in the army, like a tendon on the dragon's body, it is not decent if it is missing, and now Zuo Zongda is so distressed that he sits aside and gritted his teeth.

Qi Hongtian looked at him with a squinted look on his face, hugged the knife and comforted him with a ruthless attitude: "Don't just know the heartache, those 50,000 dead soldiers can only have a great effect on the battlefield, isn't this a matter of making the best use of people's talents?"

Zuo Zongda turned his face and said: "Yes, I have promised you, don't be reasonable, I can't stand it." ”

"Okay, okay, this time you and Lao Tzu will go to worship Shen Ye in person!"

"I gave him a face? He looks like an uncle, and he wants us to worship in person? What kind of person is he, does he like to go, and I will save 50,000 elite soldiers!"

"If you don't go, you have to go, don't talk about anything else, it depends on the face of General Shen Hao back then. ”

Zuo Zongda patted the table and picked up the long knife, went out, walked to the grinding stone, took out the Xueliang long knife, gently picked up the grinding stone and rolled it up, brought a basin of water to sharpen the knife by himself, and then went to the mountains and forests to chop wood, one knife and one tree.

Qi Hongtian heard the sound of sharpening the knife and muttered: "If you are angry, our military camp will not worry about firewood!"

After finishing speaking, he put away the map, walked out, went to the stable, washed the BMW, and rode briskly.

This white sweaty BMW is a good breed of horse snatched from the Northern Wilderness back then, and the horses of the Northern Wilderness are tall and hardy, which is much taller than the horse of the Moon Dragon.

Soldiers love horses more than ordinary people, and horses are their second brothers, and they are comfortable with good cooking.

Qi Hongtian patted the round horse's belly and smiled: "Eat quickly, your hooves will be indispensable later." ”

The horse sneered, stomped and stomped, looking at Qi Hongtian without blinking his eyes, he shook his head, and the white horse suddenly turned red.

Qi Hongtian stretched out his hand to touch the red place, he liked it very much, how could the general's courage be less of your share, the so-called person Qi Hongtian was originally brave, and the sweat and blood BMW made him invincible.

Such a horse breed is rare in the world, those officials want to spend a lot of money to buy to fill the face of the family have to empty the family fund, the family background is not solid dare not think, such a horse can rival a mansion, occasionally some people would rather dig out the family to buy such a horse to ride on the street to know the goods to praise it, to win their envious eyes.

It is also blind to meet people who do not know the goods.

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On the top of the mountain behind the building, there is a pond of clear lake, the water is said to be accumulated by rainwater all the year round, the pond is round like a basin, the lake surface is smooth like a mirror, and the diameter is 50 meters.

In the morning, there is more evaporating mist, and the surrounding area is white, and this lake seems to have the aura of heaven and earth.

The surrounding lake shore grows plantains, the plantain leaves cover half of the lake, the sun does not shine less evaporation, and the perennial rain is rarely evaporated, accumulating into such a natural mirror lake.

This lake seems to be rare, there is no elegant name, people call it Basho Lake, at first glance these kinds of names, those people are not interested, so there are no people who come here to play.

Unless you see Basho Lake with your own eyes, you will be reluctant to appreciate the meaning of the mirror in that day.

You see, this is not a place where such a magnificent scenery was discovered by Yishui, and Yishui's interest shifted from Shen Ye to the clear lake at the top of this peak, and he simply moved rice paper, pen and ink to paint in the small pavilion of Basho Lake.

Yan Jiuli even said that he likes to listen to the sound of the rain hitting the plantains, so he dragged Shen Ye up.

Shen Ye felt noisy when he heard this voice, and his psychology was very annoying.

At this moment, the sky has gradually darkened, look at the scene, the black clouds are pressing the city and want to urge, and suddenly the clear lake surface becomes pitch black, and a little ripple on the lake surface is dissolved by the rain.

Yishui's rice paper was blown by the wind, blowing all over the ground, Yishui stopped grinding ink and said: "Shen Ye picked up the paper and found a stone to press it." ”

Shen Ye has now practiced to the realm of mastering sword qi, and all things in heaven and earth can almost become one vein, and with a strong pull of the Nine Fence Sword, with a slight flick, the air is like a push wave, and the paper scattered on the ground floats up with the wind, and the long sword sweeps, and immediately the sword qi is like the Milky Way rotating around the sun, scattering paper leaves and sticking to the sword.

Shen Ye hurriedly thrust the sword into the pillar, and the rice paper was inserted into a hole.

Yishui and Yan Jiuli looked at Shen Ye blankly, Shen Ye got carried away, and looked at the bright long sword and reacted, it's over, Yishui must start to talk aggressively endlessly, the rain hitting the plantain and Yishui's aggressive voice must add up to make the ears calloused.

Suddenly, Shen Ye withdrew his long sword and smiled awkwardly.

A stack of torn rice paper spilled on the ground.

Yishui twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at Shen Ye angrily: "Such a good rice paper was ruined by you, I really met a blind person." ”

Shen Ye held the long sword and snorted indifferently: "This ...... If you want rice paper, I will order my disciple to bring you a few knives. ”

Yishui glared at him, picked up the rice paper on the ground, held it in his hand, and said with a cherished face: "Do you know how expensive this rice paper is? A knife can be ten taels of silver lower, and the ink absorption is the least, I am usually reluctant to use it, this will be ruined by you, what do you say?"

Shen Ye picked up a little fragment by the way, and took a look, isn't this Zhaonan Lanzhu Xuan? It can be regarded as high-grade rice paper, but it is not the most high-grade.

It is true that it is very expensive for ordinary consumers, but it is not the most expensive.

This kind of rice paper is more suitable for writing with less ink absorption, especially the hard characters need not to absorb ink on the paper, so that the writing can reflect the sharpness of the steel knife.

Although this kind of rice paper can't get into Shen Ye's eyes, Shen Ye uses the most expensive gold silk to practice calligraphy, that is, the ink drops are as round as beads, and it will definitely not absorb ink.

There is no rough feeling of lubrication when writing, and a few brushstrokes are brushed, which is as you like, and it is the most suitable for writing.