Chapter 43: One Talent
Everyone nodded, and Kang Yong's heart swelled with deep approval, it seems that this kid still knows what is right and wrong, and training is the key to improving the quality of the game, so it gradually dispersed.
Gu Xuesong walked over and held Zhao Sen's hand, "Congratulations." ”
Zhao Sen smiled and did not speak.
Gu Xuesong approached Zhao Sen's ear, "Xia Ye is looking for you, in the flower hall..."
Zhao Sen comprehended, it seems that this Gu Xuesong is indeed a rare talent.
So he walked out of the training ground.
Outside the training ground, two men were waiting, and when the men saw Zhao Sen coming, they turned around without saying a word and led him towards the flower hall.
I have to say that this old man Xia really loves flowers, and he has seen a lot of flowers along the way, hibiscus flowers, a bunch of red, color-leaved grass, ground skin grass, osmanthus, Western cuckoo, cyclamen, tea plum, Christmas flowers, large-flowered orchid, phalaenopsis, Wenxin orchid, Yueji... It's dizzying, if it weren't for a sign in front of each flower field, it would be really dazzling, Zhao Sen even thought that this old man Xia was not a soldier before, but a flower seller.
Just thinking of this, the man in charge stopped and said politely, "Zhao Gongzi, this is the flower hall." ”
Zhao Sen raised his head, ho! It's a big pavilion, he walked up the steps of the flower hall, turned his head, and looked around, all around were flowers, clusters, piles, as if he was in a sea of flowers, he somewhat understood why Master Xia planted so many flowers, it turned out that he didn't want people to disturb him, he really enjoyed life.
"Zhao Sen, come here." Xia Ye's voice came from the flower hall.
Zhao Sen looked at the flower hall, not so much the flower hall, but the flower pavilion, the emerald green pavilion, ventilated on all sides, hung with lanterns, the pavilion is jade tiles, several tables and chairs seem to be placed at random, but it sets off a momentum, the pavilion is placed with game warehouses and fighting warehouses, as well as all kinds of weapons.
Xia Ye is actually not too old, he is sitting on a rosewood chair drinking tea, very leisurely.
Zhao Sen walked over and looked at Xia Ye.
"Zhao Sen, your performance is good." Xia Ye took a sip of tea and smiled.
Zhao Sen didn't answer, his face was indifferent, he felt that Xia Ye must have something to look for him.
Xia Ye's gaze moved slightly, "You must want to know why I, an old man who is a soldier, have so much money." ”
Zhao Sen smiled lightly, "Uncle Xia, I know that you are a mercenary, so let's talk about it directly." ”
Xia Ye put down the teacup, his eyes flashed brightly, "That's right, I am indeed a mercenary, but I did something wrong and let me end my employment career." ”
Zhao Sen didn't speak, still looking at Xia Ye, with a faint smile on his face.
"Do you know what it is?" Xia Ye stood up, his eyes like torches.
Zhao Sen shook his head.