Fang Jishi didn't expect that this precious grandson of his would be so short-tempered, and he would do it if he didn't agree with three sentences. Seeing his grandson stabbing him with a spear, how dare he? I had to clamp the horse's back between my legs, turn around and run.

"Where are you going? I'll kill you! "Where is Ji Fang willing to let the other party go like this, and chase after him.

"I'm your grandfather!"

"I don't have a grandfather like you!"

"I'm your daddy's father! Dear Daddy! ”

"Are you embarrassed to say you're my daddy's daddy? Didn't you cut off the father-son relationship with my father? And them! Didn't they all cut ties with our family? Right now! Why did you remember to admit it? ”

She! It should refer to Fang Zhong's mother, Fang Jishi's concubine, and his Ji Fang's grandmother.

"You yellow-mouthed boy! What do you know? ”

"Less nonsense! Don't run! I'll stab you! Ji Fang stabbed again and again as he spoke.

"You kid! You? Believe it or not, I knocked you off the horse? ”

Fang Jishi felt that it was too faceless to be chased by his grandson like this, and after turning around, he turned back and faced his grandson.

"Have you committed a crime and want to pull our family on your back? Square cornerstone! You old thing! You're not human! You don't deserve to be my daddy! You! Die! ”

Ji Fang said, and another spear stabbed over.

Fang Jishi leaned to the side, dodging the spear. And then! One hand grabs the hilt of the spear and pulls it back.

He didn't dare to exert much force, for fear of pulling his grandson off the horse. After all! How old is the grandson? Thirteen or fourteen years old. Although he is tall and looks like a person, he is a minor baby after all?

"Ahh Alas! "The result! Surprise him!

Because I didn't dare to use much force, as a result! He was almost shaken by his grandson's swing and swept him off the horse.

"Old and immortal! You're holding it up! You're old! It's not that year! Hahaha......" Ji Fang made a successful move, and almost knocked the other party off the horse, and couldn't help laughing wildly.

"You? You kid! Fang Jishi swung a few times on the horse's back, and finally stabilized his figure.

Seeing that Ji Fang was proud, he couldn't help sighing: If it were him, he wouldn't be proud! But! Take advantage of this time, keep up the efforts, and you can knock him to the ground.

"You kid! You? You're getting complacent too soon! Come on, come on! What is martial arts? Fang Jishi smacked his horse and ran to the side, drawing his sword as he spoke, waving it and circling it back.

Seeing this, Ji Fang's face sank, and he looked like a little adult, and shouted: "I can't do it!" Humiliating yourself, then don't blame me Ji Fang! ”

Talking! The spear shook up, and the "spear flower" was shaken. And then! Facing the other party is a stab. Not only stabbing people, but also stabbing horses. With a two-pronged approach, there's something for everyone.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! ......" Fang Jishi stepped forward brandishing his sword, but he never thought that the baby grandson would not compete with him in fighting skills, but would stab people and horses together. Outcome! Because the weapon is too short, it is impossible to parry.

In desperation! I had to turn the horse's head around and avoid the edge.

"You want to run? What kind of god are you of the Lu country? You run! Where do I see you going? ”

Ji Fang chased as he took off a special small bow from his back. Then he took off three more specially made arrows, stretched his bow and arrows, "Whoosh! Sou! Sou! "Three arrows in a row.

"Ahh Yes! Yes! Fang Jishi heard the whistling sound of sharp arrows breaking through the air, and couldn't help but look back. Outcome! Three arrows flew at his horse's head, upper body, and buttocks.

In desperation, he quickly brandished his sword, cut off the first arrow, and swept the second arrow off with a swing broom. But the third arrow he didn't have time to sweep, and it had already hit the horse's buttocks.

"Whew!" The horse howled, and no longer listened to him, and ran to the side.

"Hahaha! Square cornerstone! You're old! You're an old immortal! Seeing that Fang Jishi was defeated by him and ran away, Ji Fang laughed wildly again.

"Ji Fang! You? ”

That's it! Fang Zhong rode over and yelled at him.

"Daddy!" Ji Fang smiled proudly: "You just blow it to him all day long!" There's nothing remarkable about him! ”

"You?" Fang Zhong was so angry that he wanted to hit someone.

"Maybe when he was young, he might have some strength, and he could make do with it, right?"

"You?" Fang Zhong roared angrily: "I don't know how thick the sky is, you will suffer sooner or later!" You! ”

"Hahaha! Father! Look at your urgency! Tell you! Ji Fang put the bow on his shoulder, lifted his spear again, and said tremblingly: "I already gave him face just now, otherwise!" I can kill him! ”

"You?"

Ji Fang explained: "He underestimated the enemy and didn't do his best. I could shake him off his horse with a single shake! Father! I know! You still remember him as your father! Otherwise! I'll kill him! ……”

"You?" Fang Zhong was so angry that he couldn't speak. Seeing that his son didn't know how high the sky was, he still endured it and said, "Why didn't he do his best? ”

"He thinks I'm a little doll and doesn't have to do my best!"

"He's treating you like a grandson! I'm afraid to hurt you! Do you think he underestimates the enemy? ”

"Cut!" Ji Fang said disdainfully: "Dad! You helped him blow it again! ”

"If he pushes hard, he can pull you off the horse! You? Fang Zhong shouted.

"If it's on the battlefield! He's dead! Ji Fang said, ignored his father, and returned to the city.

Fang Jishi was carried by the wounded war horse for several miles before he reined in the horse. Seeing that the horse still had an arrow stuck in his buttocks, he quickly jumped off the horse and broke the shaft of the arrow. If it is not broken, the faster the horse runs and the more the shaft of the arrow shakes, the more painful the horse will be.

The tip of the arrow can't be pulled out for the time being, otherwise! If you lose too much blood, your horse will die. The tip of the arrow stuck in it can shed less blood and not collapse.

Riding the injured horse back again, Ji Fang has already returned to the city.

Fang Zhong chased his son to the city gate, and when he saw that his son entered the city without looking back, he was about to come back again, discuss with Confucius, and say a few words to Mr. Kong. Outcome! I was stopped by my wife.

"Husband! Woooooo Come back! Come back! Woowoo woo ......"

Hearing his wife's cry, Fang Zhong looked helplessly at the opposite camp, then arched his hand and returned to the city.

"Let's go! Drink and go! Seeing that Ji Fang and Fang Zhong had both returned safely, he was in a good mood, waved his arm and shouted.

Fang Jishi saw that there was no one in front of the city gate, so he had to ride back to the barracks.

Confucius stepped forward and looked up and down, left and right, and saw that he was not injured, so he was relieved.

"The horse was shot and wounded by this little baby!" Fang Jishi shook his head with a wry smile and said.

"Alas!" Confucius sighed and did not speak.

When he arrived at the tent, he had not yet sat down, and Confucius asked, "We?" How should we respond? Eldest brother? ”

"What else should I do? Withdraw the troops back to Qufu City! Fang Jishi said helplessly.

"That's right! We can only go back to Qufu City, just in case! ”

"Go back to Qufu City, and respond to all changes with the same!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Right now! The only thing we have to do! It's to prevent Qi from really coming over! We're going to get ready for war! On the one hand, I want to send someone to the Qi country to test the truth and ......"

The thinkers around Confucius expressed their opinions one after another.

Seeing that things had developed to this point, Confucius had no choice but to make the decision to withdraw his troops. This servant is not falling, and it cannot fall.

Alas! Here's what it does! It's like slapping yourself in the face!

Thinking of the fall of the three capitals, Confucius's heart was particularly depressed.

(End of chapter)