Shan Chixia had a teachable look on her face, and handed the village back to the good official, who grinned, took it and tied it around her waist, took a deep breath, drew the knife, swung it right, cut it left, pressed her left hand to her right hand, turned her hands over, and stabbed forward.

With a pop, a piece of wood was pierced and fell far to the ground, and only a cut hitch was worn on the blade, and at this point, a tethered stake was cut from the height of a man to the height of the waist of the good officer.

The obedient official's face was scarlet, and a piece of stabbing flew away, so he had to reach out and drag another piece of wood from the blade, but the willow wood bit the blade and clamped it very tightly, and the obedient official didn't pull it out after pulling it out several times, and he didn't have the ability of Shan Chixia to cut the wooden block in half with a shake of his hand, in fact, Shan Chixia couldn't do it, because the wooden block cut by the obedient official was extremely thick, and Shan Chixia cut it very thin.

Shan Chixia next to him smiled, reached out and took the village from his hand, held the wooden block on the blade with one hand, the wooden block cut by the obedient official was enough to be fist-thick, more than enough to hold on it, and the other hand held the handle of the knife, shook it, pulled it out, and pulled the blade out of the wooden block, "When I used to fight the earth barbarian sweat, I like to use a simple shield made of rough wood, although it is simple, it can be cut up with a knife, and it can't be pulled out for a while, especially the waist knife made by Qi Dashuai, which is extremely sharp, but the sharper it cuts in, the deeper it is, and the more eager it is, the more it can't be pulled out...... "He said, the expression on his face was a little gloomy, he must have witnessed the robe that died because of this.

He paused, and then said: "Therefore, do not be superstitious about sharp weapons and invincible martial arts, but learn to adapt measures to local conditions. After speaking, he stretched out his hand to return the village to the good official.

The obedient official took the knife and put it into the sheath, nodded again and again, and deeply agreed with Shan Chixia's words, but he felt a little embarrassed about the unfirmness of his beliefs, he was a multi-turret god cultist in his previous life, and he sang praises on the forum [more is beautiful is good], and now it seems that he is also a hypocrite, but ...... Bodhisattva bless, the more memories of the previous life are recovered, the more nonsense the words become, okay, I am Zheng Chengguan, I am a student of Daxing County, and I am the son of Zheng Liancheng......

Shan Chixia saw his face change, and couldn't help but be a little concerned, "What's wrong?" Think you didn't do it well? It's okay, it's a trick! It always has to be tempered, and besides, Uncle Shan didn't expect the young master to be a military general. He sighed and muttered, "It's still a civil power like Zhang Gelao!" Qi Dashuai is afraid that he won't even be able to survive the end of the year, alas! ”

The so-called older the rivers and lakes, the less courageous he is, how could he have thought about it so much when he was young, but the southern and northern wars over the years, coupled with the fact that he later lived at the feet of the Son of Heaven, his horizons were broadened, and he felt more and more that when he was young, he thought that when he practiced martial arts, he could be arrogant and arrogant The view of the prince is ridiculous, Qi Shaobao is so great that he must not be attached to Zhang Ge's old door, and now that Zhang Ge has passed away, those literati in the court move their mouths, and Qi Shaobao has to move his position under his buttocks.

Therefore, for this young master who grew up by himself, although Shan Chixia taught him swordsmanship, he never thought that his young master should be a military general, but the world is unpredictable, literati do martial arts, and scholars kill people in ancient and modern times.

His face was gloomy, he patted the obedient officer on the shoulder, walked into the small shop by himself, sat down at the table, picked up a steamed bun and chewed it tastelessly. At this time, the shopkeeper came running over with a tray in his hand, and he walked quickly to the table, and put two small stir-fry on the tray on the table, as well as a small bottle of wine.

Shan Chixia was surprised, "Shop, what does this mean?" The old shopkeeper put down the tray, rubbed his hands and smiled, "I don't know that you are always the general under Grandpa Qi's account, how offended, these are two small dishes fried by the little insider, this wine is chrysanthemum wine, today is the Double Ninth Festival, it is the small shop to give you the old and the little master." ”

Shan Chixia laughed and refused, but the old shopkeeper wanted to send it alive or dead, and at the end he was in a hurry, stamping his feet and saying that the old general always wanted to show respect to Grandpa Qi for more than ten years in the town.

"Don't dare to disturb your old and young master's dinner, the little one will retire, if there is any sending, just order the little one." The old shopkeeper said goodbye, and the young man next to him stared greedily at the treasure knife on the waist of the obedient official, and the old shopkeeper pulled his son hard, and then pulled the young man away.

Although the good official has bright eyes, and there is no turban in dealing with people, he just sighs that the people are simple, but Shan Chixia is an old man, a young martial arts ranger, a middle-aged murderer, and in his later years, he ran a single gang to make money to support his family, this vision is really vicious and spicy, he stretched out his chopsticks, but he shook his head again and again.

"Uncle Shan, what's wrong?" The obedient official was a little strange, Shan Chixia frowned, and had the heart to tell him the truth, so he asked him, "If you were today, there was such a general who was loved by the people next to your bed, what would you do?" ”

Zheng Guofan was shocked when he heard this, this is the Ming Dynasty, it is by no means what the future generations can do if they say that they are Brother Tao, it is already a bit arrogant to say this, and subconsciously looked left and right, the old shopkeeper pulled his son to stand at the counter far away, and at the door covered by the green cloth curtain behind the counter, there was a woman who was looking at this end with her hands, it was estimated that it was the wife of the old shopkeeper, who was looking for what the general under Grandpa Qi's account that her husband said.

breathed a sigh of relief, he was not overly cautious, but in later generations, he was brainwashed too much by the three words [Jinyiwei], and he always felt that in the Ming Dynasty, Jinyiwei was like an omnipresent eye looking at anywhere anytime and anywhere.

He looked at his old housekeeper, his eyes were sharp, he walked between dragons and tigers, sat down and sat down in Yuanyu Yuezhi, and his appearance was that of a heroic and chivalrous man, so Mr. Chixia, the old shopkeeper of Zhao, was long and Mr. Chixia was short, but he didn't expect that his political sense of smell was so powerful, and he could deduce the disputes in the court from ordinary things.

This matter is actually very simple, when today's son was not in charge of his son before he was in charge of his son, later generations of wild history said that Wanli went to Zhang Juzheng's house to visit the sick and saw that Zhang Juzheng's home was more luxurious than the royal family, and he was so angry that he smashed a bunch of things when he returned to the palace, which is also the origin of the rumors that Zhang Juzheng was cut into a coffin and killed his corpse, Qi Jiguang has good ability, and he also has a political vision, and he took refuge in Zhang Juzheng early, which can be said to be Zhang Juzheng's ironcore, but unfortunately he lived longer than Zhang Juzheng, and it was simply expected that he was demoted.

He lowered his voice and said, "Uncle Shan, I also think that Qi Shaobao will be transferred, but, Uncle Shan, I'm just a county student!" What he meant was, I understand the truth in this, but understanding the truth doesn't help!

Shan Chixia was stunned for a moment, isn't it, no matter how smart the good official is, he is only thirteen years old this year, he sighed at the moment, poured a glass of chrysanthemum wine given by the shopkeeper, drank it all, and didn't speak, just eat, the good official pursed his lips, feeling that he had found a place where Shan Chixia was not as good as himself, it seemed a little too simple, and then he laughed, what kind of strange psychology is this, I have to find a defect of an elder who has worked hard to take care of him for more than ten years, not to mention that simplicity is not a shortcoming. So he got up and poured wine for Shan Chixia and took a sip with him.

Using the analysis of Houhei in later generations, in fact, Qi Jiguang did not know how to raise Kou and self-respect, and the wolves beaten by Mongolia rushed to the pigs, and the birds were hidden with good bows, while Li Chengliang was thick and black enough to be smart enough, and after killing Nurhachi's grandfather and Lao Tzu, he named Nurhachi as the governor and returned home, so his position was as stable as a mountain until his death.

Shan Chixia is fundamentally a rather idealistic martial artist, attaches great importance to affection and righteousness, and understands officialdom and politics quite well, if Zheng Guofan crosses over to become an emperor, this can be regarded as a confidant general, but Zheng Guofan is a county student and is thirteen years old, so this can only be regarded as a housekeeper.

The two drank the chrysanthemum wine, brought some boiled meat and steamed buns to the coachman outside, and the old shopkeeper sent the two to the door. The big head was playing with the horse, the good official called him, and the Zheng family left the small shop on the side of the road, before leaving, the good official rode on the horse, threw a few coins of broken silver to the old shopkeeper, and said loudly: "The old shopkeeper, we understand your heart!" And the tethered stake, don't mind if we damage it to you. ”

The old shopkeeper stood on the side of the road, holding two coins of silver, and sighed to his son, "Look, it is really the general under Grandpa Qi, and he is so heroic even driving the carriage, I just don't know what the identity of the little young master is, and he can be called the young master by the general under Grandpa Qi, this identity must be unspeakably expensive, it is difficult to be it, it is Grandpa Qi's son, grandson and nephew." ”

The young man couldn't listen to what his father said, he just cared about looking at the snow-white horse, and after a while, the dust raised by the carriage dispersed, and the young man reluctantly turned his gaze back and said to his father: "Dad, I also want to go to Jizhen to have a future, and be a buddy at home, and I am bored." ”

The old shopkeeper slapped his son on the back of the head, "Look at your urine surname, do you have the ability of that little young master to cut off the tethered horse stake with a knife?" Hum! Tou Ji Town, you want our family to be a failure, obediently to Lao Tzu as a buddy, and when Lao Tzu is old, you can be promoted to the shopkeeper. As he spoke, he put his hands behind his back and Shi Shiran went to the store to marry. The young man was slapped and scolded by Lao Tzu, shrunk his neck, and muttered, but he didn't dare to mention anything like thistle.

After a while, another carriage came from the direction of the capital, driven by a healthy woman with a face full of meat, and a woman sitting next to her was also the kind of healthy woman who could run a horse on her arm, pulling the reins of the horse, and stopped the carriage on the side of the road. At this time, a girl with eyebrows like spring bay and a face like a spring peach came out of the carriage, stood up straight, her chest was straight, she pulled up her skirt casually, her legs were long, and then she jumped off the car, and her voice was crisp and greeted: "Hey! Guy, do you have anything to eat? Give us some wrapping. ”

When the young man saw this young and energetic girl talking to him, his cheeks immediately flushed, and he stumbled when he spoke, "Yes...... Yes...... There was ......"

"What's there!" The girl who jumped out of the car was fifteen or sixteen years old at most, and she giggled at his amusement blushing.

"Chunmei, don't be naughty, just let the bread in the store order bread and steamed buns." A mellow woman's voice came from inside the carriage.

ps: Some readers said that I can't understand my example as an example, okay, I should add a note, Ito Yagoro Jingjiu, is Ito Ichito, the ancestor of Yidao, all the later generations of Yidaoliu branched out from here, and he is still the senior brother of Sasaki Kojiro. New exemption Musashi Genshin, this is Miyamoto Musashi, the object of worship of almost all the Class A war criminals in the later generations during World War II, this guy's two-day first-class is a typical example of bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, [only fight with people who are weaker than themselves, and those who are about the same strength will play tricks, and those who are strong will avoid the edge, and if they can't do it, they will sneak attack] This is Musashi's art of war, compared to the number of roads that the country has become strong all the way after the Meiji Restoration, is it the number of Musashi roads that have been taken? In fact, he didn't dare to draw his sword when he met the two old men of Marume Nagae and Treasure Temple, and Marume Nagae and Treasure Academy were both apprentices of Shangquan Nobutsuna, so I can't see how high Musashi swordsmanship is, but I have to admit that this guy has a great eye, and you must know that picking soft persimmons is also a technical job, especially picking a soft persimmon for a lifetime, and it has never been seen before, and it has been able to die well, this can not help but admire.

At the same time, I can not list many famous generals and masters of the Ming Dynasty, even if I go to consult the history of the Ming Dynasty, I can't find any stories, but this Warring States is different, "Taiko Ambition" series "Nobunaga's Ambition" series I have played countless versions, early Nintendo disk players, Saturn and other eras, I have also turned to the Chinese textbooks to play countless games. Mud Bang Country is second to none in this regard, there is no way, it is as if Citigroup's blockbuster has almost brainwashed the whole world, and everyone should not despise me, I am just stating one fact.

In my book, the last mud bomb country will either become a mud bomb province, or one of the sons of the obedient official will open the mansion, this should not change, the ninja turtle Turtles Ieyasu brother is going to stand aside, and wait for the obedient official to float in the east, and there will be a lot of mud bombardment sword heroes in the back, tentatively Nobunaga's niece Cha Cha is the heroine, if there are readers who can't accept this setting, let's get together and disperse, in short, the little Chinese country in my book that boasts of [the well-dressed Tang system, the Lile Han monarch and the minister] will be dropped by the obedient official river crab, and this general direction will not change.