Zheng Yuanshousheng is tall and big, and his appearance is dignified.

The scripture hall is a family heirloom with scriptures and history, and Zheng Yi is also born with elegant bones and a deep knowledge of music and rhythm. But when it came to Zheng Yuanshou, he didn't get this inheritance. His surname is magnificent, and he is good at martial arts and knows the art of war, which does not match the hall name of the scripture hall.

Coincidentally, An Yuantang was originally based on martial arts, but Zheng Renji was elegant and good at dancing and playing with the wind and moon, which was the opposite of Zheng Yuanshou.

When Zheng Dashi was alive, he said a joke: Renji should not have been born in Anyuan, why didn't Yuanshou read Hanshu?

Zheng Xuan's annotation of the Han book was the standard annotation that everyone pursued at that time.

Zheng Renji should have been born in the Jingtang, and Zheng Yuanshou should have settled in Anyuan Hall. In this way, it seems to reconcile the meaning of the two hall names. It's the opposite, and no one can do anything about it. Perhaps it is precisely because of this factor that after Zheng Yi passed away, he handed over the scripture hall to Zheng Shanyuan, and left all his martial titles in the hands of Zheng Yuanshou.

Zheng Yuanshou has two hobbies, one is to soak in the soup pool, and the other is to watch people.

Kakuto, a combination of Chinese wrestling and sumo wrestling in later generations, was popular among the people as early as the Eastern Han Dynasty.

Zheng Yuanshou is good-looking, and he is fascinated by it, and he can even stay in the corner without eating or drinking all day. Even he himself raised dozens of corners to fight against each other, and occasionally came to the interest, and would gamble with others to win or lose.

The people of Xingyang City know his hobby.

In the corner field located in the west of the city, an exclusive position was also set up for Zheng Yuanshou to watch the game.

Just when Zheng Shanyuan and Zheng Yuancong's brothers were bargaining, Zheng Yuanshou took a group of slaves to the west corner of the city.

The gatekeeper recognized Zheng Yuanshou at a glance, and hurriedly stepped forward and respectfully called 'General'.

"General, you're a little late today, and you've already had three battles in it.

The Wild Lions of the Western Regions under your command have won two games in a row before you came over...... Hehe, your friend has been waiting for a long time. ”

"Friends?"

Zheng Yuanshou was stunned, "What friend?" ”

"Isn't it your friend in there? It's still a little boy. ”

Zheng Yuanshou felt strange in his heart, but he didn't feel afraid. This is Xingyang, one acre and three points of land for his old Zheng family, and he really doesn't believe that anyone dares to act here. He motioned for the janitor to get out of the way, and strode towards his position.

Outside the private room, Zheng Yuanshou asked the family to keep the servants outside.

Since he dares to call himself a friend and occupies his own position, he must know himself well, and there will be no malicious intent.

He was about to open the door and go in when he heard a shout from inside the house: "Good! ”

The voice seemed immature, not like an adult's. Zheng Yuanshou is even more strange, could it be that old friend, staying with his family? In the corner court, a corner hand locks his opponent's neck with a cross lock and strangles him alive. In the corner field, there is a distinction between raw and dead angles. As the name suggests, the corner of life and death represents the cruelty of the game. The raw horn is mainly entertainment, and it can be stopped if you win. But the dead end is life and death, until complete victory. Of course, the most complete victory is to kill the opponent. In the corner field, killing does not pay for life.

Zheng Yuanshou walked into the private room, but was stunned.

I saw a young man in white, about twelve or thirteen years old, standing behind the railing, clapping softly.

Beside him, there was also a teenager standing. Lean acquaintance, who is fifteen or sixteen years old, seems to be the bodyguard of the young man in white.

"Whose children are you?"

Zheng Yuanshou frowned and asked in a deep voice.

The young man in white turned around and arched his hand with a smile: "Uncle Zheng, the little nephew has given you a gift here!" ”

Call me uncle? Whose child is it, why haven't I seen it?

Zheng Yuanshou looked at the handsome young man suspiciously, looked up and down for a long time and asked, "Who are you?" Why do you call me uncle? Where are your adults? ”

The young man smiled: "The little nephew Zheng Yanqing is here to visit my uncle today." ”

Zheng Yanqing!

Zheng Yuanshou was stunned, then opened his mouth wide, and blurted out, "When will you come back to Xingyang?" ”

Speaking of which, Zheng Yuanshou is not unseen Zheng Yanqing. Four years ago, Yan Qing returned to Xingyang with Zheng Shi'an, returned to his ancestors, and worshiped his ancestors, Zheng Yuanshou took a look. But he didn't pay much attention! Think about it, who would pay attention to a six-year-old boy? Even though Zheng Yanqing had become famous at that time, in the eyes of Zheng Yuanshou, it was nothing.

After four years, Yan Qing's size has grown a lot taller, and there have been some changes in both physical characteristics.

If it weren't for Yan Qing reporting to his home, Zheng Yuanshou wouldn't have recognized it at all.

After all, the Zheng family's seven rooms, and children of Zheng Yanqing's size, add up to dozens, so he may pay attention to them one by one?

"The little nephew came back twenty-four days ago."

"Huh?"

"I've always wanted to come over to visit my uncle, but I delayed it because I had to deal with some things. Today, I took the liberty to come here, and I asked my uncle not to be surprised. ”

It's a ten-year-old boy, but it makes people feel like an adult talking.

No wonder the janitor said that it was a 'little boy' who came. It's really small, and the small one makes Zheng Yuanshou have a strange feeling of irony. However, came back twenty-four days ago? Why haven't I heard anything?

Remember 24 days ago...... Zheng Yuanshou opened his mouth wide and suddenly remembered.

Twenty-four days ago, wasn't it the day Pei Shuying arrived in Xingyang?

Since he had already returned at that time, why didn't he show up? What was he doing during these 24 days?

Zheng Yuanshou unconsciously regarded Yanqing as an adult.

It's no wonder that Yan Qing gave him the feeling that he was really stable, not like a ten-year-old boy.

Twenty-four days ago, Pei Shuying came and caused a sensation; A few days ago, Cui Zhiren suddenly arrived in Xingyang, which once again made the Zheng family feel a trace of inexplicable pressure up and down. If these are the handiwork of the boy in front of him, then it is really ...... Since he dared to come to see him, did he want to discuss the matter of the hall with him?

Zheng Yuanshou thought of this, and he also felt funny.

"Yan Qing, it's the first time we've met today, sit down, sit down."

Zheng Yanqing shook his head and said, "Uncle forgot, this is the second time we have met." Four years ago, the patriarch was unable to preside over the ancestor worship ceremony due to illness, and it was his uncle who presided over it. To this day, my uncle's demeanor at that time is still in front of my nephew. ”

This sentence says, this is called decent!

Zheng Yuanshou felt very pleasing to the ear, and the smile on his face suddenly increased a lot.

"Hahaha, Yanqing, no wonder Brother Renji said that you are a villain, and when I see it today, it is really like this."

He sat down, and a family would serve wine on the table.

"Pass it on, I haven't seen anyone today."

Zheng Yuanshou gave a faint order, and the general immediately understood the meaning of his words and nodded in response. However, when he withdrew, he couldn't help but glance at Zheng Yanqing curiously. To be honest, he still didn't know who Yanqing was.

"Tell me, what is the matter with you today?"

Zheng Yuanshou didn't drag the mud and water, and asked straight to the point.

"The little nephew came here to make a small deal with his uncle."

"Deal?"

Zheng Yuanshou suddenly laughed out loud, and then suddenly said sharply: "Little guy, who do you think you are?" You want to make a deal with me?

Even Zheng Renji didn't dare to be so presumptuous. You're a yellow-mouthed kid who has not dried up, and you dare to make a deal with me. If it weren't for your young age, just your words, believe it or not, I would have made your skin open. ”

This Zheng Yuanshou is worthy of being born in the army, and when he is angry, he suddenly feels a little majestic.

However, for Yan Qing, his 'Eight Kings' Qi is not very useful. has seen Yu Juluo and studied under Changsun Sheng, and Yan Qing is completely indifferent to Zheng Yuanshou's coercion. He smiled, stood up and walked in front of Zheng Yuanshou, filled a glass of wine for Zheng Yuanshou, and then retreated, sitting down quietly, not caring at all.

Zheng Yuanshou couldn't suppress Yan Qing, and he couldn't help but be embarrassed.

Yan Qing said: "The little nephew heard that the general loves Jiaojiao, and the wild lion of the Western Regions in this corner field is the general's subordinate, I don't know if it is or not?" ”

Yan Qing changed his name for Zheng Yuanshou, but it made Zheng Yuanshou hesitate a little.

"That's right, you also know the Wild Lion of the Western Regions?"

"Since the general thinks that the little nephew is not qualified to make a deal with you...... Why don't we make a bet? ”

"How to bet?"

"My brother is also a good person, and he is not bad.

Let him fight with your Western Regions Wild Lion, and if I lose, turn around and leave, and never mention the transaction again; But if I win......"

Zheng Yuanshou looked in the direction of Yan Qing's finger and saw the lean young man, standing aside expressionlessly.

"Nephew, you have to make it clear that this is not a child's game.

My mad lion has always only hit dead corners, and if he appears, your little friend, will not be able to save his life. ”

"Brother Shen, what do you think?"

Shen Guang grinned, revealing a mouthful of snow-white teeth.

"If it's a raw horn, I don't bother to participate. There is something interesting about the dead end...... I'm afraid that if the general loses, he will be annoyed and angry. ”

When Zheng Yuanshou heard this, he was furious.

"I can't afford to lose?"

He couldn't help but laugh three times, "Boy, if you want to die, I will grant your wish." Virtuous nephew, don't say that I bullied you, if I lose, this dragon ring sword given by the emperor will be given to you. As for the deal you're talking about, I also know what it is. As long as you can convince others, I can help you if necessary. ”

As he spoke, Zheng Yuanshou removed a dragon head armband made of gold from his wrist.

I saw that he buckled the dragon's head, pressed the dragon's tongue with his fingers, and let out a dragon groan, a cold light flashed, and the forest was cold. The copper ring turned into a three-foot green edge. The sword body is as thin as a cicada's wings, soft, like a boneless spirit snake.

"This is a gift from Slang Shuai Ning Li, who surrendered to the emperor and sent people to offer it.

His Majesty named it the Dragon Ring and gave it to his father. When this sword is useless, it can wrap around the arm, and it is extremely sharp, and can sharpen iron like clay, killing people without blood.

Little one, if this friend of yours can really kill my lion, I will give you the dragon ring.

However, if you lose, you can't pat yourself on the ass and leave...... Hey, what kind of lottery do you have? ”

Zheng Yanqing's face was expressionless, and he said calmly: "I can promise the general three conditions." ”

Zheng Yuanshou was stunned, looked at Yan Qing in surprise, and suddenly burst out laughing. And the more I laughed, the more I couldn't hold back, and in the end I laughed to tears. Yan Qing put his hand in his sleeve and sat like an old monk in a fixed place, and the ancient well did not wave.

After a long time, Zheng Yuanshou finally stopped laughing.

"Little guy, you deserve to be a fairy in wine, just with your words, I bet on it...... Come on, let the lion get ready to play. ”

Shen Guang whispered a few words in Zheng Yanqing's ear and walked out of the private room.

Zheng Yuanshou looked at Zheng Yanqing and simply stopped talking. After about a moment, there was a sudden burst of cheers in the corner field. Immediately after, a man more than nine feet tall, with a dark complexion, curly hair, and a high nose and deep eyes, stepped onto the corner field.

At the same time, the lights around the corner field were lit up in unison.

This is the rule of horns, half of the lights around are lit, and they are horns; When all of them are lit up, it represents a tragic dead end.

The lion of the Western Regions is clearly not Han Chinese, and looks somewhat similar to people from Persia or Africa.

He is tall, full of muscles, and looks more than Schwarzenegger...... with a large belt around his waist to protect his crotch, somewhat similar to the appearance of sumo wrestling in later generations. However, it doesn't have the fat pig-like body shape of sumo.

There is a red ribbon tied around the neck, which is called an auspicious belt.

It's not the first time Yan Qing has seen this kind of horn, when the lion of the Western Regions appeared, he roared wildly, and Yan Qing turned a deaf ear.

"Little one, it's too late to regret it now."

"General, if you regret it now, it's not too late to quit. Otherwise, a good lion is lost in vain. ”

"Humph!"

Zheng Yuanshou snorted coldly and stopped talking.

When Shen Guang came out, there was a stirring in the field.

The reason is simple! Compared to this lion in the Western Regions, Shen Guang looked too thin and small, and he was not of the same level at all.

The liner, which is similar to the role of the referee, appears to explain the situation of both sides.

After that, there will be activities on both sides, which is also an opportunity for the audience to place bets. Shen Guang slowly shook his body and stretched his limbs. I don't care about the clamor around me. And the lion of the Western Regions is constantly making various movements to show his strength.

About ten minutes later, Yukiji appeared again.

He checked the outfits of both men to make sure they weren't wearing anything, and then quickly exited the field.

Knock, knock, knock...... A very rhythmic drum sounded, and the life-and-death battle between the two sides began.

Humans are extremely bloodthirsty creatures.

There is a strong interest in this tragic scene.

Zheng Yuanshou couldn't help but sit up straight and licked his lips, "Little guy, it's going to be...... You just want to quit now, and it's too late. ”

At this time, the priest held a drumstick in his hand, and the gong sounded with a bell.

The Wild Lion of the Western Regions raised his arms and let out a roar, his hair was furious, and he walked towards Shen Guang. At the moment when he took a step, Shen Guang suddenly stretched out his arm, pointed at the Western Regions Wild Lion, and immediately made a throat-cutting salute, causing the surroundings to boil suddenly.

Ever since Yanqing first used the throat cutting ritual in Round Wall City, it had become some sort of ritual before the duel.

Xingyang is not far from Luoyang, how can the wild lion in the Western Regions not know the throat cutting ceremony? In an instant, he roared angrily and pounced on Shen Guang. Presumably, this wild lion in the Western Regions can't speak Chinese, so he can only vent his anger with a roar.

(To be continued)