"We are just candidates who came to Shengjing to take the exam, you galloped on the street and almost hit someone, you did something wrong, can't others still say it!"

Zong Jiyuan said without showing weakness.

At this time, the two generals Lang Yongkuan and Xiang Yongzhong, who were on duty, saw the young general coming from a distance, but for some reason, they quarreled with the scholars who were blocked back just now, so they brought someone over and asked,

"Major General, what's wrong?"

"A few little scholars, play with me here,"

Sobra looked Zongji Yuandao up and down,

"Guys like them, who only hold books all day long, are just taking advantage of their tongues, it's okay!"

"Yes,"

Seeing the disdainful look on his face, Zong Jiyuan's heart became even more vigorous, and said,

"Aren't you all the same, running amok through the streets with a knife in your hand and a horse on your mount, and if you don't have these, you won't be nothing?!"

"Hey!"

Sobra was so angry and funny by her,

"Do you know what you're talking about?! Do you mean to say, "Without a sword and a horse, we should be afraid of you?" ”

"yes,"

Zong Jiyuan really carried it with him,

"I didn't expect your comprehension to be so bad, that's exactly what I said."

"Good, good, good,"

After saying three "good" words in a row, Sobra jumped off his horse angrily and said,

"I'd like to see what you can do to make me afraid."

It seems that these two people are really going to do it, but people on both sides are taking care of it. Tai Guangyuan and his scholars were worried about Zong Jiyuan, of course, they were afraid that she would suffer, and the two generals Lang Yongkuan and Xiang Yongzhong were worried not that the young general would be beaten, but that he would be beaten up when he returned to the mansion after being known by the admiral, and he would make trouble outside.

Therefore, the trouble became Lang Yongkuan instead of Sobra fighting with Zong Jiyuan, and the way of fighting became wrestling without knives and horses, and the opponent fell to the ground to win.

Zong Jiyuan is not good at hand-to-hand combat, but she took advantage of the impatience of the two generals, and bluffed them all to the ground with skill, and then learned that the other party was the son of Admiral Shengjing, so she and her friends escaped in time.

But what she didn't know was that after this encounter, Zong Jiyuan had left a deep imprint in Sobra's mind, and had been paying attention to her news, so she knew that she had been lifted, and then knew that she had gone to serve in the Liaodong County Ya, until this time Liaodong County sent a document saying that it was to eradicate the thieves in Dongshangou......

After lunch, Zong Jiyuan, Wang Yu, and Diao Sanlang were about to take the fifty brothers in the yazhong to meet in the military camp outside the city.

After saying goodbye to Lord He, coming out of the gate of the county government, Zong Jiyuan took the reins from a messenger and was just about to get on the horse, when he suddenly heard someone calling not far away,

"Brother, brother!"

Hearing that it was Baoyuan's voice, Zong Jiyuan hurriedly turned around to take a look, and saw that it was indeed his younger brother, and he was still followed by Zhou Zitong.

Throwing the reins back on the horse, Zong Jiyuan walked over quickly, looked at the two of them one by one, saw that there was no panic and nervous look, and knew that something should not have happened at home, so he relieved himself and asked,

"What's wrong? How did you come here? ”

"Besides,"

Although Bao Yuan is already a young man, once he comes to his brother, he habitually lies coquettishly.

"How long have you not been home, how much my mother, and Yuejiao miss you, don't you know yourself?"

"Look at you,"

Zong Jiyuan raised his hand and patted the shoulder of his younger brother, who was nearly half a head taller than himself, and said with a smile,

"Brother, isn't there some county government affairs that need to be busy, and when this time is over, brother will definitely go back to see you. Baoyuan, the family is okay, and both my mother and Uncle Lisen's family are okay? ”

"Everything is fine at home, I just miss you,"

Bao Yuan still pouted unhappily,

"Then you must go home early, and besides, be careful when handling the case."

"Got it,"

Zong Jiyuan nodded with a smile, then turned his gaze to Zhou Zitong,

"Why is Brother Zitong here?"

"Oh, my mother asked me to help take care of the accounts at the silk village opposite."

Zhou Zitong looked refreshed and happy, swept away the sad look when they first met, and replied.

Zong Jiyuan couldn't help but be surprised,

"Then you're not studying?"

"Read, the book still has to be read,"

For some reason, Zhou Zitong was a little embarrassed, his face was slightly red, and he smiled,

"My mother introduced me to another academy near here, and also provided me with education, in order to repay her, I wanted to do my best to help my brother, so my mother asked me to settle accounts here."

"I see,"

Knowing that the person she called "Niang" one by one was her mother Liu Xianglan, Zong Jiyuan was a little relieved, it seemed that his mother took care of him really thoughtfully,

"That's good, I'll ask you two to take care of it at home."

"Well, my brother can rest assured."

Bao Yuan nodded sensibly, and then smiled heartily.

However, this smile that should have been familiar to him, suddenly, in Zong Jiyuan's mind, a sharp flash, triggered a memory, as if it was an unresolved mystery, but when he thought about it again, he couldn't remember what it was, and finally gave up and beckoned to the two relatives in front of him.

"Alright, you guys go back, I have to go."

"Well, brother must be careful!"

Bao Yuan also raised his hand and waved it at her.

Turning back on his horse and joining the team that was already ready to go, Zong Jiyuan and his companions urged the horses to go towards the north gate of the county seat.

What was that feeling just now, why did Bao Yuan's smile make him care so much-

Zong Jiyuan was still recalling the feeling just now, but he still didn't get an answer.

Coincidentally, at this time, Sobra had already turned his horse to her side, and knocked Zong Jiyuan on the head provocatively with a horsewhip,

"What are you doing in a daze, little one?"

"Don't touch my head!"

Zong Jiyuan instinctively raised his hand and pressed his melon skin hat, frowned and said,

"Didn't I tell you that?!"

"I can't help it, I want to knock it when I see this little head of yours."

Sobra grinned.

In fact, this hat is quite important to Zong Jiyuan, because she is a girl after all, although she also wears a big black braid, but the front hair is not really cut off like a man, so she relies on this hat to cover it. For this reason, Liu Xianglan also specially thickened the inner edge of this hat for her to tighten it up, but even so, she couldn't withstand such a beating from the other party, so Zong Jiyuan was extremely sensitive and annoyed about this.

"Then when I saw you, I wanted to kick you off my horse, but could I also raise my foot and kick you?!"