Chapter 72 Song Qingpu's dissatisfaction, Tiger Master's thoughts
The door was knocked lightly twice, Song Qingpu walked in gently, pointed to the bedroom, and saw Yao Zongfa nodded, he became more and more light.
"Why didn't you rest?" Yao Zongfa asked in a low voice.
"Arrange guards, and replace them with our people to rest assured." Song Qingpu explained: "The surname Yang is quite happy, as soon as I say it, he will withdraw all his people. ”
Yao Zong glared at Song Qingpu in displeasure and reprimanded, "You are also too impatient and short-sighted. If Captain Yang wants to clean us up, how useful can you do in arranging guards? I don't want to think about it, how many people he has, and how many of us? ”
Song Qingpu blinked and thought about it, and acquiesced to her brother-in-law's statement. He smiled wryly and said, "The man surnamed Yang occupies the city, and he has made a lot of good things, and his soldiers are all holding three or eight big covers." Brother-in-law, do you want to talk to him and give us dozens of branches. ”
"Can you speak with more respect, people have higher official ranks than you, more people than you, and greater military exploits than you, why do you open your mouth to be surnamed Yang and close your mouth to be surnamed Yang. The gun was snatched from the devil's hands, and you want to be so arrogant. Yao Zongfa was very angry, and his voice couldn't help but raise a little.
Yang Tianfeng's reputation as a playboy is outside, and he has the bad deeds of surrendering on his knees, and his preconceived ideas make Song Qingpu unconvinced. Now that he was reprimanded one after another, and his heart was even more depressed, he got up without saying a word and strode out.
Yao Zongfa stretched out his hand to stop his brother-in-law, but his hand stopped in mid-air, but he sighed softly. Young people, too angry, seven dissatisfied, eight unsatisfied, always feel that they are better than anyone else. I scolded him a little too much, or hurt his self-esteem. However, it's okay to let him think about it calmly, maybe he can change his temper and become mature from now on.
Song Qingpu walked out of the house angrily, and a big tree on the road became a thorn in his eye, and he kicked so hard that his feet hurt, so he gritted his teeth and stopped. Yang Tianfeng is something, but it is only by relying on the accumulation of his ancestors that he has a large number of troops. Then took advantage of the flood and the emptiness in the city, and successfully conquered the city in one fell swoop.
Hmph, if you have a chance, you have to learn and understand, so that you can also know how good I am, Song Qingpu hated to kick again.
"Punch on the block, stumble on the arm, kick on the shelf, smash on the top ......"
With a command, more than 100 elite soldiers let out a low roar while making movements.
Capture boxing, a total of sixteen moves, each move is composed of about two movements, the punch action is crisp and neat, without any decoration. There are many kinds of steps, punching, stepping, blocking, slashing to attack the enemy's vital points, and attacking so violently that the enemy will not fight back.
One move and one style, with a board and an eye, Yang Tianfeng once again surprised his subordinates and was impressed. Subsequently, as in the assassination training, several soldiers with more standardized movements and faster comprehension were picked out by Yang Tianfeng, put on red armbands, and promoted to instructors.
The power of example is infinite, the feeling of being an official is majestic, and the feeling of being paid is joyful. Several instructors immediately took responsibility and seriously corrected the soldiers' movements.
A person's strength is limited after all, and it is not enough to rely on Yang Tianfeng to kick and move, he is trying his best to mobilize everyone's enthusiasm, and he is constantly digging out talents that can be created. With a helper, he is a little more relaxed, and with a group of helpers, he can only move his mouth and not his hands.
Seeing that the sun was sinking in the west, Yang Tianfeng did not leave, but stayed until the end of the training, had dinner with the soldiers, and chatted with them cordially, until the time was almost up, and then returned to the house to pick up Zhao Yurou and go to the county government to participate in the so-called reception party.
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At night, when the silence comes down, the moonlight is as clear as water, the ground is like silver, and the water is like a mirror. The water is murmuring, the night wind blows the canopy, and the boat moves smoothly on the water.
Aunt Zhen stood quietly at the bow of the boat, looking at the vast flood in a daze. Brother, sister-in-law, and little nephew, where are you, will we meet again one day? Thinking about it, Aunt Zhen's nose was sour, and she couldn't help crying.
Huzi watched from a short distance, wanting to come over and talk, but he couldn't muster up the courage. Ever since he rescued the girl from the water that day, he has always had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, that is, he really wanted to see her again, and when he saw her, he didn't know what to say. Seeing Aunt Zhen secretly crying, his heart was also scratching like a kitten.
The hatch opened, Du Meiying walked out, and Huzi didn't even notice it, just looked at Aunt Zhen stupidly.
Du Meiying looked at Huzi and then at Aunt Zhen, and felt very interesting. Meng Qiulan was very conscientious and told her that she wanted to be a matchmaker for Huzi. Although it is to save people, Huzi has indeed hugged other girls, and it is reasonable to do so. It's just that Aunt Zhen's mood is very low and she is sad because she is worried about her relatives, so she can't bring up this matter immediately.
took out a handkerchief and handed it to Huzi, and in front of Huzi's puzzled eyes, Du Meiying nuzzled her mouth and said softly: "Go, send it to others, don't you see her wiping her tears with her sleeve?" ”
Oh, Huzi smiled embarrassedly, took the handkerchief, and walked over slowly.
Du Meiying turned around and went back to the cabin, walked behind her father, and gently pinched Mr. Du's shoulder.
Well, Mr. Du leaned back very comfortably, closed his eyes slightly, and enjoyed the filial piety of his beloved daughter.
"Dad, why are you in a hurry to enter the city? How nice it is to sail during the day tomorrow. Du Meiying asked puzzled.
Mr. Du sighed softly and said: "It has been more than ten days since the water came, and today I measured the depth of the water again, not only did it not fall, but it also rose by two fingers. ”
"Didn't Yang Tianfeng defeat the devil, occupy the city, and transport the grain in the city back!" Du Meiying frowned and said, "Plus he made preparations in advance, and he fished a lot of things out of the water." The victims caught rabbits and dug wild vegetables, and I think it will be okay to survive a month, right? ”
"That's just the situation at Crouching Tiger Height." Mr. Du stroked his beard lightly and said slowly: "This time, the kid surnamed Yang has really done a good thing, and the people around Qulong Town are considered to have touched his light. Speaking of which, my father was in a hurry to enter the city this time, but he actually wanted to be an official. ”
Du Meiying was a little surprised, but she didn't say anything, she just stopped for a moment and continued to pinch it.
"Isn't it a surprise?" Mr. Du patted Du Meiying's hand lightly, pointed to the chair next to her, and motioned for her to sit down.
"Dad, you have always been indifferent to fame and fortune, but now you are going to the city to ask for an official, my daughter really feels very strange." Du Meiying replied truthfully after sitting down.