Medicine Knot Tongxin 192_Chapter 192 Spectators from Bayi Chinese Network (.) On the second day, Chen's mother first called Chen Qing over, her eyes were red, looking at her son's eyes full of guilt, obviously making a decision that made her not sleep well all night.

"That girl has relatives first, and the reputation is not good, it's better to pick another good one..."Chen's mother said with difficulty, her eyes were a little unbearable to look at her son.

Chen Qing just closed his lips.

"It's okay, I don't care." No matter how much Mrs. Chen found to prove that this family was not suitable and that the girl was not a good match, he simply repeated this answer.

Mrs. Chen couldn't stop crying.

"Ah Xu..." she called, looking at her son's stubborn expression, unable to say a word.

Knowing that his wife failed to convince his son, he came over to cry with him again, and Wu Shun's grandfather's beard was curled.

When these women were confused, they would not be able to explain the reason at all, and they would mess around, so he personally called his son over.

"Jingwei commands Si Huang to command the youngest daughter of the envoy family to be sixteen, let your mother go to propose." He said decisively and simply.

Chen Qing was also simply decisive, without saying a word, he turned around and packed up his things to leave the house and go north.

Chen's mother cried, the servant woman persuaded her, and the concubine next door also panicked when she heard the movement, and the back house of Wushun Mansion was so chicken and dog jumping for the first time in so many years.

Wu Shun was so angry that he almost turned his back on it, and shouted that he wanted someone to tie up the rebel and serve the family law.

is lively, for a long time unheard of things in the courtyard outside the city to plant flowers and fish to cultivate self-cultivation old lady Chen back, obviously someone begged to come to him, for the youngest grandson of this long house, old lady Chen is also very fond of.

"You have a lot of skills, you can't help your son marry a daughter-in-law, but you have to punish your son. Isn't this a nest? Old lady Chen scolded her son.

The beard that only scolded was about to turn white, and Master Chen's face turned red.

"Father, it's just someone else, it's just that this person is the King of Jin..."Old Master Chen said in a low voice.

At this time, there were only two of them in the study, father and son, and this sentence was said. The atmosphere seemed to be a little more solemn.

Mrs. Chen sat on the circle chair and touched her gray beard.

"King Jin... He's fifty years old this year...."He seemed to mutter, "He's waited long enough...."

"Father, now the entire Northwest is only afraid that it will be under his control..."Old Master Chen's voice was lowered. Although in his study, not a single fly could fly in the surrounding area, he still unconsciously looked around.

"Northwest Tiger," Old Lady Chen muttered.

This time he was looking out for the man. But in fact, we still have to ask our family an attitude...."Master Chen said in a low voice.

"Say so. He wasn't going to wait any longer. Old Lady Chen muttered.

"Father, it's time to make a decision." Master Chen gritted his teeth and whispered, "If you wait for those traitors to do something to my Chen family, it will not be as good as this time, and when he thinks about it in the future, we will have more affection... Father, sooner or later, this kind of thing has to be decided, and it is neutral to watch the fire from the other side. That's impossible..... father..."

Old Lady Chen raised her hand to stop him from talking, and closed her eyes.

There was silence in the room, and it seemed like a long time. Old lady Chen opened her eyes.

"I want to see what it is," he said slowly, "and it's worth his trouble." ”

Since that day, he invited Guan Guowei, the general of Daizhou. Lu Yan and the others suddenly had a better time in Beijing, although they were still stared at with disdain by those Beijing soldiers, but they were indeed much more restrained than before.

Zhang Shunfu and the others were very happy, feeling that they had been recognized, but Lu Yan just smiled insightfully, and didn't say anything, what should be done or what, still strictly according to the approval orders they got, safe and honest.

Early in the morning, according to the custom, Lu Yan's soldiers began the morning exercise that they had to do again, and the team of 100 people accompanied by the beating of the drums quickly assembled.

"The fools are starting again.." Hearing this familiar drum beat, the soldiers pouted and smiled.

"Let's see." Someone said lazily, changing the position of the spear in his hand.

"What's there to see, except for running, it's to raise the knife and chop, to raise the knife to chop...."The other pouted and said, "It's not the same every day, is it annoying, just these two times can be invincible?" It's ridiculous..."

As they were talking, they suddenly saw a commotion in front of them, and a group of people came over, and when they saw the clothes of this group of people, the soldiers who had been lazy immediately stood up with their heads held high, and watched as seven or eight men in adjutant general's uniforms hugged an old man over.

The old man was wearing a homely robe, wearing a hat, short and fat, walking a little trembling, and his legs and feet seemed to be a little inflexible, but the lieutenants looked respectful, and could even be said to be a little flattering.

"Who is this old man?" Everyone couldn't help but ask questions, but no one got answers.

"Old general, this is it." Walking beside the old man, the five big and three thick men almost bent their bodies as high as the old man, and their voices were much lower than usual, and they stood still before walking to the barracks near the horse circle, "It's not clean inside, I'll call them out...."

Hundreds of people suddenly shouted in unison from inside, startling the people outside and interrupting their speech.

Rounded the horse ring, stood in front of this barracks, and looked at the scene in front of them, and everyone was stunned.

The place in front of the barracks for harness was sorted out, and fifty men were standing in rows, spears in hand.

Wang Jiu was holding a dilapidated step drum in his hand, which he bought from a heavy soldier for two dollars, and after repairing it, it would not affect its use.

He knocked on it with a solemn expression.

"Kill" fifty people shouted in unison, and the spears stabbed forward in unison.

With the sound of the step drum again, it was put away in unison.

This action of stabbing and retracting is repeated again and again with the beat of the drum, which is boring and simple, and it is a little tiresome.

But in the eyes of the old man, his expression gradually became solemn.

"What are you doing?" a military attache frowned impatiently and wanted to interrupt.

The old man raised his hand to stop it.

The monotonous action of raising the gun and putting it away in the courtyard was still repeating, because the old man was focused on everyone and had to look at it intently, and I don't know why everyone's expressions were a little strange.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

A roar without the slightest relaxation, the repetitive simple but always neat spear, raised a cold power in this small and simple field.

Everyone's eyes involuntarily felt as if there were really enemies standing in front of them, waiting for them to meet the enemies who came forward, these men in ordinary robes and holding some old weapons in their hands, their eyes were indifferent and cold, and their expressions were bloodthirsty and fanatical.

After a while, these people retreated with the beat of the drum, and before these spectators could come to their senses, they heard another drum beat and dozens of people poured in, they ran in unison, and soon stood in line, unlike those people just now, they were holding waist knives in their hands.

"Raise your sword!"

"Kill!"

"Raise your sword!"

"Kill!"

The repetitive drumbeat, the repetitive action, the repetitive roar, begins again.

There are no superfluous fancy moves, that is, stepping and bending down to raise the knife and slashing, but the spectators feel a strange beauty.

Just as everyone was fascinated, they suddenly saw a big man next to him suddenly walk into the queue, raised the long stick in his hand and hit a man who was raising a knife.

The man's body trembled slightly, but he stood steadily under his feet, and his movements did not stop in the slightest, but shouted louder to kill.

"What's the good fight?" Someone couldn't help but ask.

"This man's sword is an inch lower than the others," replied the old man.

Everyone's eyes fell on the old man again, and a respectful and adoring smile appeared on his eyes.

"The old general's eyes are like torches.."

"I don't even see it..."

Everyone said.

"It's a big deal, and it's worth fighting so hard..."Some people frowned and said, shaking their heads, they couldn't say whether it was envy or pity.

Nowadays, there are a lot of soldiers and oil soldiers, coupled with poor treatment, raising a team of good soldiers, everyone is eager to provide good words, where dare to beat and scold at will, this kind of good soldiers are mixed everywhere, who is willing to suffer from this nest.....

There were so many people standing and watching here, and Lu Yan and the others over there naturally noticed it, but the drumbeat did not stop, and no one came over to ask, and those who lined up to assassinate did not even look at it.

Although the uniform movements of these people gave the viewers a sense of beauty, the boredom of the repetition soon made them impatient, but the old man still watched seriously and attentively, and everyone had to be patient, and after half an hour, the team closed with a burst of drums.

But instead of hula dispersed, the crowd gathered again, and those with spears in their hands also stood up, barely standing in the clearing.

It turned out that the pikemen and the sword soldiers were separated, perhaps because of the size of the venue....The spectators were stunned.

"Actually, the training ground is empty, they can use it if they want to say it..."Someone couldn't help muttering, what is this, as if they were bullying them in the Beijing camp....

These Jin soldiers, wouldn't they know that there were big people coming today, and they deliberately made trouble, right? The generals looked at these Jin soldiers again, and their faces were a little gloomy.

I knew that these border soldiers were unruly and disobedient.....

"Hard work!"

An angry roar rang out, startling the spectators again.

What are you doing here... Everyone's eyes gathered on the three big men standing at the front of the line, one of whom was a young man with his hands behind his back and a calm expression.

That's what he shouted.

"Kill!"

"Defend the country!"

As his words fell, hundreds of people shouted in unison.

"Hard work!" The young man shouted again.

"Kill!"

"Protect the family!"

The hundred people roared in unison again.

The sound spread like rolling thunder, so that the spectators who had already straightened their expressions were slightly surprised again, they were surprised not by this simple slogan, but by the spirit conveyed in the sound of the hundred people roaring, when the roar of these people sounded, everyone couldn't help but a burst of blood churning, as if there was a fire from the soles of the feet.

It's a peculiar feeling...

It was only at this time that the team dispersed, and Lu Yan also strode over. (To be continued)

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