Chapter 24: The Black Silk Youth and the Old Man! {Two more six thousand to collect recommended}

"To tell me a little bit of gossip, it seems to be about to soar." Tang Zhisheng's personal adjutant, Yu Wei Wuji whispered in his ear.

As the saying goes, once born, second mature, he and this young man who is destined to rise and is destined to shine in the future have a little more friendship. At this time, it is not a bad thing to consolidate more. As for other thoughts······

After all, no matter how Wei Wuji looks at it, he is a little young, and it seems to be unconvincing. But what's wrong with having ideas, it's useless, those who really have the ability, no matter where they go, can play their own and let others shine dazzlingly.

"Oh?" A whisper is so salty, unhurried, and now he is most concerned about how to break through the remaining half a step, and the rest of the other things are already dispensable. Unless the Japanese army once again storms the city.

"I haven't seen you for a short time, but you kid has changed a lot. Got there? Or have you touched that realm? When they met again, Tang Shengzhi looked at Wei Wuji, his eyes lit up a little. Don't think crooked, it's just an appreciation for talents. As the saying goes: Maxima often has, Bole does not often have, I don't know if he can be regarded as a Bole.

"You know that?" Wei Wuji was really a little surprised, could it be that he still looked away? Just missing a hidden master?

"I don't understand, although I am a soldier, I am also a soldier who reads." Tang Zhisheng shook his head, and then said, "But I've seen some people like you. "With his status and qualifications, these are really nothing. It has been the norm for thousands of years to learn literary and martial arts and sell them to the emperor's family.

"Reading wisely is naturally an excellent thing." Although it is said that they are poor and rich in martial arts, there are a few who are illiterate in those who really practice martial arts.

"You were called here for this. In terms of your merits, such rewards are normal. It's just a little bit of envy and jealousy. ”

Two people from completely different fields get together to discuss things in completely different majors, and it feels a little awkward no matter how you look at it. As the old saying goes: Words are not speculated for more than half a sentence, and with today's like-minded people, almost all the scenes described are like this.

"This ······" Stretching out his hand to take the order, Wei Wuji's heart shook slightly.

No matter what the era, military power is a very important thing, let alone such a chaotic era today. During the Sui and Tang dynasties, those families that were huge enough to control the government and government, how did the so-called five surnames and seven hopes come about.

Although it has been developed through many generations of hard work, at the beginning, it was only a military household with a little military power.

This is just an analogy that reflects the importance of military power, not that with military power, you can create a family that will not fall for thousands of years.

"What? Your kid's heart won't be that big, will you? Looking at Wei Wuji's reaction, Tang Zhisheng frowned a little. Greed, although it is a root disease of inferiority, everyone has it, but it is really not a good thing.

"Then allow me to say something bold!" After taking a light breath and shaking his heart, Wei Wuji spoke.

"Say, if you have something to say, you might as well be bold and straightforward. At the sound of an order, a group of axemen rushed in and cut off your boy's head. Tang Zhisheng's eyes flashed with interest, what kind of unusual words could this kid say. Although he had not yet spoken, his intuition told him that it must be something different.

"Is this a reward for me? Or is it hurting me? "It's not a real award, but it's a reward that goes beyond boundaries. The so-called wood show will be destroyed by the forest wind, and people's hearts are the most unpredictable in the world.

"You kid can say this, to be honest, I am surprised, but also a little relieved, impressive." Tang Zhisheng sat up straight, his eyes carefully looked at Wei Wuji several times, as if he wanted to get to know him again before he said, "It's up to you how you understand this matter, everything depends on you after all." ”

The meaning of this statement is quite obvious, no matter what others say, after all, it depends on one's own ability. If you really have enough ability, pull up a team. Others say it, it's just that the world is so big, so many people, it's impossible to gag one by one. Choking on food seems like something that only a fool can do.

"If you ask me to lead people to fight, it doesn't seem to be a problem at all. But I haven't experienced this before. Although things are done step by step, they are ······ after all" He didn't finish saying this, he just stared at Tang Zhisheng with straight eyes.

"You kid, don't look at me with such eyes, it's useless to look at me, two words: no money!" Tang Zhisheng said angrily and a little funny. This kid's guts always break through the boundaries of ordinary people.

"Don't say that I'm the bald president, I can't figure out much money at this time." Poverty has become a temporary and irretrievable norm. If it weren't for the fact that he was poor and dared to toss blindly, how could he let Little Japan be bullied.

"Understood. But for some, money may be just a number. The corners of Wei Wuji's mouth were indescribable, and the meaning was unclear. Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road, this kind of unfair thing is inevitable, no matter what period it is.

"You kid, such a bright head, but be careful not to be cut off." Tang Zhisheng was a little unexpected, and after glancing at Wei Wuji in a daze, he seemed to remind and said as if admonishing.

"It is better for a man to be alive and to be able to breathe than to die. If this is also a great desire, the path of the Buddha will never be transcended. In Tang Zhisheng's expression of smiling a little, as if he wanted to raise his leg and kick him, Wei Wuji retreated.

"By the way, I might have to take a leave of absence. There are some things that I missed that I may regret for the rest of my life. The relaxed tone didn't look like he was talking to a commander who didn't know how much he had surpassed in rank or status.

It's a good friend who has been friends for many years, and the friendship of smart people may be like this, or there is a word called sympathy. It has nothing to do with status, age, or everything.

"Do you think it's appropriate to talk about this matter with my identity?" Tang Zhisheng really wanted to raise his feet and chase out, and kicked this kid's ass hard.

"Old man, everything that should be relocated has been relocated, and everything that should be evacuated has also been retreated. Do you think you're leaving right away? The man, dressed in black thick clothes and probably in his early twenties, said respectfully to the old man in front of him, whose hair seemed to be combed thin, but whose roots were dark.

"I won't leave, I promised my husband back then, to guard this place, the man is a promise, for us who practice martial arts, promise and righteousness are put in the first place." The old man said calmly and calmly in his faint words.

"Old man, you ······" The man in black was suddenly in a hurry. The current situation is strange and unpredictable, and no one can say clearly, in case the Japanese army attacks the city again, in case something goes wrong with the old man. Don't talk about anything else, he can't pass that level himself.

"Don't say more, I've made up my mind." The old man said a word, as if he was stubborn to the extreme.

"Besides, it's just a few little Japanese, it's not so easy to want the old man's life. I want to ······ back then Forget it, I'll tell you what to do at this time. A flash of light flashed in the old man's eyes, which was a memory of the years and a testimony of the supreme wisdom of a lifetime.

"Huh? Kind of interesting little guy. Come out. The old man's eyebrows suddenly raised upward, a few hints of interest flashed in his eyes, and he said lightly. Although he didn't turn around, his tone was firm, but it was as if he had a pair of eyes behind him.

"The younger generations have seen the old people." Wei Wuji walked three steps behind the old man with dignified steps, and saluted.

Dressed in a military uniform, but the behavior is the rivers and lakes, and the younger generations have seen the etiquette of their predecessors, uncompromising and meticulous. For a while, he learned not only the killing boxing, but also the respectful etiquette, which is also a inheritance.

"You little doll, you dress······ Why don't you stay in the barracks, take a break, and do what you're doing here? Looking at Wei Wuji's thin military uniform, which was accompanied by a large number of dark blood stains, as well as his immature and emaciated face, the old man's eyes seemed to flash with a look of pain, and he asked lightly.

At his age and realm, there is really no need to be too obvious.

"With the ability of predecessors, you should see through it at a glance. The younger generation is here for the rules of the rivers and lakes. Wei Wuji saluted again.

"You don't know how to call a big-headed soldier, you are so bold······" With a strong and heavy sound, it was true that the young man in black thick clothes couldn't help it.

It is true that these people who fought bloodily on the battlefield should indeed be respected, and naturally they should be respected even more with his character, but he should not offend the old man like this. A junior who didn't know where to jump out of nowhere, actually dared to challenge with the gift of the rivers and lakes, like an old man.

This is also the current extraordinary period, if you put it aside in the past, you don't need to say a word of nonsense, the Law Enforcement Hall will take it down directly, and ask him for the crime of deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors. With the old man's age, prestige, and contributions. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the ancestor of all those who practice martial arts.

"Nonsense! Do you have a part in speaking? The old man's face turned pale and he shouted. The deep voice, like a morning bell and a dusk drum, made some people suddenly realize, while others turned pale. What is called a martial arts master, this is a martial arts master.

"This little brother, the disciples who have been trained are a little ignorant, don't be surprised." The old man smiled kindly at Wei Wuji, he was not one of those old monsters who relied on the old and sold the old. Not to mention anything else, just for the bloody sake of this territory, it is enough.