Chapter Seventy-Nine: Bei Liang Adds Guns
The business of the wine shop is getting better and better, several tables are full of drinkers, which makes the proprietress smile, this is an uncommon scene in the past, while shouting while serving wine and meat, with a small abacus in his heart, today I earned a few pieces of broken silver and a few copper plates, thinking about the youngest child of his own family who studied in the private school, always shouting to buy pen and ink, where can I afford this expenditure at home, otherwise which good family woman is willing to come out and show her head, but not they would rather face the loess with their backs to the sky, and now they can finally let the child get his wish. The table is full of people, and there are still people begging for wine here, and there is no intention of leaving immediately, the proprietress has to even move out a few stools, fortunately, those men do not feel cold, only care about drinking wine and eating meat in a big bowl, if it is in the past, the man who settled in the wine shop will look at the proprietress and laugh a few words, the Beiliang woman is already heroic and strong not inferior to men, the proprietress as long as those men are not too hot, when delivering the wine, pinch it, and will not turn their faces, but today those drinkers all glanced at the east side of the post road, as if waiting for someoneγ It didn't take long for no less than 20 people to gather here in the wine shop, so that the handsome brother who occupied a table alone was particularly eye-catching, at first no one wanted to share the table to drink, but for some reason, after seeing the appearance of the young boy, they all subconsciously avoided it, and now the proprietress saw more and more drinkers coming, and there were more rich and noble people wearing silk, she was a little worried about the young man, what is Beiliang, there is a saying in other places that there is a disagreement with each other, here, everyone is like a knife wind and sand to boil out of the irritable temperament, maybe one more look at who will fight, The proprietress didn't care about the young man to make a few less pots of wine and a few catties of meat, but she was afraid that he would get into trouble and suffer a loss.
The proprietress was about to squeeze out a smile and open that mouth with the young man, she didn't want to be afraid of anything, a group of burly men with knives on their waists stared at the table with three vacant positions, the woman was really afraid that the young man didn't know the dangers of the rivers and lakes, and was afraid that he would hurt people if he felt that he would break his face, and when the time came, the sword had no eyes, even if he had a little family background to rely on, what if he had been in Beiliang for so many years, which year had he not heard of a few scholars being beaten half to death? In Beiliang is not better than other places in Liyang, it is not good to wear Confucian shirts at all, and the young people who wear the cool knife can deter the people of the rivers and lakes, but the proprietress also heard about it, it seems that our young Beiliang King has made a "holy decree", and now even the children of the general do not dare to wear the cool knife privately, and it is even difficult to see someone riding a horse in the downtown area, the proprietress does not know what to worry about the country and the people, but only thinks that the world of Beiliang is indeed better. The proprietress breathed a sigh of relief, because the young man looked at his young age, and his experience in the rivers and lakes was not shallow, so he took the initiative to chat with those fierce men for a few words, and then smiled and asked her for an extra ten catties of green ant wine, Almost everyone has suffered from those seed brothers, and even from time to time someone is targeted for no reason, looking for a lame reason to say that he will be slaughtered, and then report to the government, it is nothing more than a sentence of crumbs of small people who commit murder, I wait for the descendants of the general of the Beiliang Iron Cavalry, how can I insult the family style, and I will help when I see the unevenness on the road. The government forced the people to rebel, and the people had to rebel, but if it was reversed, it was a dead word. In the three states of Beiliang under the rule of Ren Tu, except for the Wudang Mountain, where the immortals and real people cultivated, was still well-known and worthy of the gate sect in the martial arts, no one else could claim to be a great sect in the rivers and lakes. There is really a master of the rivers and lakes who have a strong handle of advanced martial arts, and they are hired to be a watchdog, and in turn they suppress the Jianghu scattered people who have no identity backing, and there is a Sun family in Youzhou who is the same township as the gun fairy Wang Xiu, and the children of the clan have a good gun, but because they are unwilling to take refuge in the government and the portal, they will wait until the head of the Dinghai Shenzhu dies, and soon lead the enemy who is attached to a general to kill, it is said that the whole family has more than 40 people, and they escaped from Lu to two or three people.
The proprietress who has seen a lot of wine customers coming and going actually occasionally thinks that it is not easy to make money by selling wine like her, and those who are mixed with the rivers and lakes look arrogant and dry on weekdays, but in fact, it is estimated that it is even more difficult.
Looking in the direction of Youzhou in the east, I saw a burst of dust at the end of the post road, the proprietress only glanced lightly, there are often Beiliang cavalry on the post road, she has already figured out the way out, it seems, that is, more than 100 horses of the frame, this is really nothing in Beiliang, which is rich in iron horses and horses. The proprietress saw that no matter whether she was sitting on a chair or a stool inside and outside the wine shop, it was like a fire burning her buttocks, and she all stood up, her eyes were blazing, and she was more fascinated than seeing the woman in full spring, which made the woman a little puzzled, could it be that some big man came? She is just a rural village woman who can only afford to sell green ant wine, whether it is rivers and lakes, temples, many things are never remembered even if they are heard in their ears, a woman who is content with counting such a small pile of copper coins every day, does she still have to worry about the great cause of the military kingdom for the king of Beiliang? During this time, she heard too many drinkers chattering about the Wu family's sword mound and the like, and she only took the wind in her ears, and she stared at all the drinkers who left the position, for fear that they would take the opportunity to smear oil on the soles of their feet and escape the wine money. The proprietress has only been busy for a long time, and she can finally take a breath, and she has the heart to look at the young man who asked for a lot of green ant wine, she pursed her lips and smiled, who said that only men are allowed to look at the beauty, women also like to look at handsome men a few more times, at this time the man also stood up, standing in the shade of the big locust tree next to the wine table on the side of the road, with her hands wrapped in her cuffs, she looked at his side face, envy him for having a pair of hooking eyes, and when she looked at her, there was no ordinary man's eyes that wanted to eat people, clean, just like the old well in the village, the well water that was fished up was exceptionally clear all year round, and it was better to scoop a scoop to quench your thirst, and it was better to use it to make wineγ The woman couldn't help laughing out loud when she thought about it, and felt that she didn't know which little aunt had this blessing, and every day she could stare at such a handsome little brother, and if it was her, she was willing to eat less food, and save money to buy the rouge gouache that had never been used and smear it on her face.
The proprietress did not expect badly, it was indeed a hundred horses from here to Liangzhou, but even a woman like her, who never knew what the rivers and lakes were, saw that the hundred horses were unusual. The knights are all people who use swords, neither like the Beiliang cavalry who wear armor and crossbows, nor are they as brightly dressed as the servants of the big men, everyone's face is as hard as a stone, many swordsmen look like they are in their seventies, but when they ride a horse, the waist pole is like the vertical military spear, and that spirit is not something that the old people in the village can have. Especially when the hundred horsemen looked at the wine shop almost at the same time, not only her, the proprietress was so frightened that she retreated, almost all of them retreated, but for some reason, more than a hundred swordsmen did not stop their horses after the horse galloped without squinting, and the proprietress was relieved and did not stop, otherwise she really didn't dare to charge them for wine.
The young vassal king who deliberately ignored the Wu family for a hundred horses put down his arms, but in the end he still didn't make a sound, which was inevitably a little embarrassing. Of course, he Xu Fengnian knew more than everyone present, and when he rode Wu Liuding, he turned a blind eye, and the sword slave after him could only follow this sword crown to continue to move forward. Xu Fengnian was not annoyed, sat down and continued to ask the proprietress for half a catty of green ant wine, anyway, his heart has arrived, it doesn't matter if the Wu family's hundred horsemen don't appreciate it, he can't have to put a hot face on his cold buttocks, right? If it weren't for the sake of the grandfather of the Wu family who had only met once, he would not have waited on the border of Liangzhou. Since Wu Liuding, this kid wants to put on a shelf, let him put it, and Xu Fengnian will not give him any small shoes.
Xu Fengnian's face was calm and he drank wine, thinking about weighing the combat power of the Wu family's hundred horsemen, Wu Liuding and the six or seven behind the second horseman Cuihua can be called the top masters of the product, if the battle is only in the critical moment between the first line, give these hundred horses and a hundred swords a flat line that goes straight into the enemy's general, who can stop it? Tuoba Bodhisattva doesn't need to think about it, as long as this Beimang Martial God is on the battlefield, he doesn't need anyone to escort him at all, Hong Jingyan should be able to handle it, and Murong Baoding is estimated to be uncomfortable. However, the confrontation between the two armies, this kind of legend of taking the head of the general in the army is very rare in the Spring and Autumn Period, especially with the emergence of several kinds of crossbows that are easy to assemble and amazingly powerful, it is difficult for anyone to do the feat of killing through the battle array and even a few in and out as in the romance novel. It's hard to dodge, let alone go head-to-head.
If it weren't for Wang Xianzhi's broken Gao Shulu's physique...... Thinking of this, Xu Fengnian laughed at himself, there are no ifs in the world.
Xu Fengnian exhaled, those guys who came here to try their luck in the wine shop after feasting their eyes, they all took advantage of the excitement and left, many people paid more wine money to the wine seller when they checked out, and soon the wine shop was clean, and before leaving, the strong men with swords did not forget to say goodbye to Xu Fengnian, who was inviting guests to drink. Xu Fengnian still sat and drank wine, although from time to time he chatted with the woman about some trivial words about the harvest of crops, but naturally he didn't think anything wrong about the proprietress, and the woman who still had the charm was not naΓ―ve enough to think that this young man had any reverie, through the words, there was no business to serve at the moment, so she sat across the table, brought a jar of green ant wine and a few plates of homemade appetizers, saying that it was for him to drink, anyway, it was not worth a few copper coins. While the two were chatting, three more guests finally arrived, an old and two young, all carrying bags and carrying wooden poles, and sat down at the table next to Xu Fengnian, not a rich family, the old man only needed half a catty of green ant wine, and the two teenagers could only smell the wine, and watched the elders in the family squint and drink drunk.
A sturdy young man with a faint amount of green scum on his chin asked in a low voice, "Grandpa, is that swordsman we saw just now really the swordsman of the Wu family's sword mound?"
The old man nodded.
Another young man with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes was not cheesy, with red lips and white teeth, but like a woman, if he had unfortunately met those who liked male style in the past few years, it would be better to live than to die, fortunately, in many states and counties in Beiliang today, there are still many Bahu children squatting in prison, compared to the previous Beiliang, there are too many rules, and many rich people have moved out of Beiliang, and now there is a Beiliang Road in Liuzhou, which is really a rare Taiping Dao. After the proprietress greeted the three shy guests, she sat back in her seat, glanced at the delicate young man, and subconsciously turned her head to look at the boy brother on the other side of the table, well, it is still a lot of handsome in front of her, this casual glance, I never wanted to catch the boy brother, the woman seemed to be a little helpless when she saw him, she couldn't help laughing, and there was nothing to be embarrassed about, they were all women who were about to have a daughter-in-law, and their faces were not thin, and the woman smiled straightforwardly: " Childe, you look better than the prettiest girl in our village, and your father and mother must be good-looking too, I'll take a few more glances at you, Childe, don't be angry. β
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "Boss, you can take a look, I can't help your eyes, but can you skip the odd copper coins when you settle the bill later?"
The woman laughed and said, "Then what's the matter, I'll give you a jar of good green ant wine, and the wine will not be less than a copper plate later." If Brother Gongzi can let me touch two and pinch twice, I can consider it. β
Xu Fengnian said helplessly: "Boss, what you do in this business is really not a loss." β
The woman smiled heartily without concealing it, and Xu Fengnian looked at her smiling face and laughed too. The woman in the northwest, compared with the woman who grew up in the smoke and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, naturally lacks the grace of a hundred turns of tenderness, but also has more heroism that can only be nurtured by this water and soil, Xu Fengnian likes the smile of the woman in front of him, just like he likes Beiliang. For Xu Fengnian, who grew up in Beiliang, Liaodong, where his ancestral home is located, has never been called "home".
The handsome young man next door listened to Xu Fengnian's conversation with the woman, frowning a little, and the tall young man secretly glanced at the proprietress's chest that "hit" the edge of the table, and swallowed his saliva. The old man sitting side by side with Xu Fengnian looked calm, holding a wine bowl, and had to close his eyes and smell the aroma of wine before taking every sip of wine. Xu Fengnian has naturally seen it for a long time, but he doesn't want to delve into it, he is poor and rich in martial arts, these three people are clearly people who practice guns all year round, as for why they are so shabby and downcast, even the barrel of the gun that practices shaking the gun is the most inferior ash pole, who doesn't have a difficult book that he doesn't want to open again?
The delicate young man lowered his voice, gritted his teeth and said, "Grandpa, I heard that the Xun family has moved to the Central Plains, and the demon surnamed He must also follow, what should we do?"
The old man's eyes were complicated, he lowered his head and took a sip of wine, raised his head and said indifferently: "Practice your spear skills first, even if he stands in front of you now and lets the two of you stab a hundred shots, you can't hurt him in the slightest." β
The boy was stunned, his eyes moist.
The sturdy young man whispered: "Why did I hear that the person surnamed He joined the Fish Dragon Gang? and got a helmsman, which is even more difficult to mess with than him in the Xun family." β
The old man glared, and the sturdy young man was immediately silenced, and the delicate young man's eyes lit up, and the old man immediately said in a deep voice: "Whether you go to the Central Plains, or in the Fish Dragon Gang, your top priority is to practice your guns well, as long as Grandpa is not dead, if any of you dare to sneak away to find him for revenge, I will expel you from the house!"
The tall boy muttered in a low voice: "The moon stick knife is a gun for a lifetime, and with my talent, I can't practice a gun in ten lifetimes." β
The old man slapped the wine bowl and said angrily: "! Wang Xiu has only practiced guns for forty years, and he is one of the four great grandmasters who are on par with Li Lao Sword God......!
Speaking of this, the old man was speechless, because the old man suddenly found that the young vassal king really didn't seem to have practiced the sword for too many years.
The tall boy smiled secretly, and even the handsome young man was amused, and the thick haze on his face was also a little lighter.
The old man shook his head and continued to drink.
"Grandpa, our cool knife, as well as the scimitar of the Northern Barbarian, plus the waist knife of the army of King Yan in Southern Xinjiang, and called the three famous knives in the world, can you tell me?"
"Practice your gun! No matter how good the famous knife is, it belongs to someone else, even if you only have a wooden gun, it is in your own hand. β
The tall boy was very curious, and he was full of dreams about the rivers and lakes of the Central Plains, and said aggrievedly: "Don't lose a piece of meat if you talk about it." β
In addition, the young man from the north and the south wanted to keep to himself a lot, and just asked: "Grandpa, last time you said that our Northern Liang Army's gun training method is not good, why is this?"
The tall young man smiled and said: "Grandpa, this is bragging, there are two spear fairy disciples in our Beiliang Army, Xu Yanbing and Han Laoshan, where is it our grandfather's turn to make irresponsible remarks." β
The delicate young man said angrily: "What's wrong with our grandfather? Wu Jinling, who was more powerful than Wang Xiu at the beginning, even discussed with our grandfather how to hold a gun when he first practiced guns!"
The tall boy grimaced, "God knows if grandpa brags and doesn't make drafts." β
The old man was not angry either, and drank heavily and fell into deep thought.
After the most leisurely came back to his senses, he sighed softly: "Not to mention Wu Jinling, who was the most talented in the entire Beiliang back then, the three brothers of the gun fairy Wang Xiu and Xu Yanbing Han Laoshan, in terms of marksmanship attainments and marksmanship, grandpa was much worse than them when he was young, and the gap will only get bigger and bigger in the future, which is nothing to be embarrassed to admit." It's just that you have to remember one thing, no matter what kind of weapons in the world, they are all for people, masters have the usage of masters, and ordinary martial arts practitioners have ordinary people's practice methods. Let's just say that Wu Jinling, nine years old into martial arts, twelve years old into the second grade, seventeen years old into King Kong, the gun in his hand, just like being endowed with magical powers, casually can have a sense of innate spirituality, but even so, when he was fourteen years old, he still encountered a threshold, grandpa was at that time casually said a few words of gun experience, after that, Wu Jinling suddenly opened, began to practice guns, unfortunately, God is jealous of talent. β
Xu Fengnian, who had been listening, smiled and said: "Wu Jinling's untimely death is not necessarily all jealous of talents, the way of practicing martial arts, it is not a good thing to be too smooth sailing, there are old enemies in the rivers and lakes, and the two people who are often hostile to each other can steadily climb in the realm of martial arts, no matter what the speed is, but they are always advancing, probably because of the whetstone, if the spear fairy Wang Xiu did not go to Beimang, he may not have the achievements of the grandmaster in the future." And I've also heard people say that in martial arts, it is very taboo to rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, practice swords or practice guns, and after reaching a realm, they don't talk about the top three swordsmanship in the world or the first few people who use swords, they all go directly to the first person in the rivers and lakes, otherwise Wang Xianzhi will not have so many people to humiliate themselves in the Jiazi of Emperor Wu City. β
The old man smiled and didn't say anything, the truth of this thing, as long as it is a family of martial arts, which family does not come with their mouths open, in the old man's opinion, those "famous teachers" who have vain names, a hundred are not as good as a "master". Moreover, when it comes to the age of the elderly, no matter how much ambition there is when you are young, it has long been worn out year after year, especially when you hear about those ethereal world's first and second places, you can't be interested. However, out of courtesy, the old man still faced the young man with a small tone, raised the wine bowl in his hand, which was regarded as a toast, and the young man also raised the bowl and drank it all.
The tall boy is a newborn calf who is not afraid of heaven and earth, and when he saw that this young guy had even heard of Wu Jinling, he was puzzled, after all, although Wu Jinling was mentioned no less times in their hometown than the spear fairy Wang Xiu, but because of his untimely death, he was drunk to death on the street Such a disgraceful death, and after several decades, very few people in other places in Beiliang know this name. The young man couldn't help but ask, "How do you know Wu Jinling of the Dao?"
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "I heard a friend mention it. β
The delicate young man may have just seen this guy and the proprietress eyebrows, and he was very disgusted, and turned his head to look at the post road in a daze alone.
Xu Fengnian glanced at the three ash poles of different lengths, and suddenly said casually, "Old gentleman, two juniors, one should have changed the pole half a year ago, it is three inches longer, and the other should have gained weight by six taels now." β
The two teenagers were confused when they heard this, the old man's eyes lit up, and then he quickly gloomed, and said sincerely: "There is no money." β
Xu Fengnian nodded and said, "A penny is difficult to beat a hero." Sir, I still have some money left for drinks, why don't you please drink another two catties of wine?"
Of course, the woman was glad that the drinker drank a few more bowls of wine, especially the handsome young man in front of her, and without waiting for the old man to answer, she went to carry the wine, which invisibly gave the old man a step down, probably believing that he had been wandering for many years to sharpen his vision, and trusted this young stranger, and hugged his fists and smiled: "The old man will thank you." β
Although the old man has gone through ups and downs, he still has a bold temperament, let the tall young man change the bench to sit, invite Xu Fengnian to sit in the position at hand, the proprietress added some wine and meat, the plate is not large and the amount is insufficient, but it is good that she doesn't want money, otherwise she will be a loser.
The old man wiped the wine with his sleeve and said with a smile: "This son's opinion is accurate, very accurate." Generally speaking, I don't have more than ten or twenty years of hard work, but I can't really see the depth of my two grandchildren. β
Xu Fengnian shook his head and smiled: "I don't practice guns, but there are some people around me who are masters of this way, and they know a little bit about fur after watching it for a long time." β
The old man joked: "In this way, Childe should be a master." β
Xu Fengnian also joked: "It's probably a little high." β
The handsome young man snorted coldly, and the tall young man held back a smile, he really had never seen such a shameless character.
The old man doesn't care either, he gets along with others, and he is not afraid of those who show small problems to others, but he is afraid of those who are scheming. The old man sighed and said with emotion: "Don't look at how the Liyang army is popular nowadays with ash guns, in fact, this material has always been inferior in the gun spectrum, the wind is very bad, too soft, the toughness is all false, the layman seems to be able to shake out some beautiful guns, but those selling guns on the street, what throat top the tip of the gun, the body of the gun bends out of a big arc, which one is not an ash pole gun? Give him a Beiliang spear to try, dare?" Speaking of which, our Beiliang really has made a lot of money, the world's famous guns are made of wood, the first choice is the red and white two-color ox tendon wood on Guangling Road, the sword spine wood and red ridge wood of the old Southern Tang Dynasty, and the slightly inferior tea strips, all of which are good things, but none of them are in our Beiliang, in the end, our Beiliang rarely sees the ash gun produced in the East Henan Plain, but it is all the rage in other feudal kings, why? It's not that the materials are cheap, the soldiers are quick to get started, and they look good when they practice martial arts. Lao Yu heard that our border army, do not mention the heavy iron spear of the sharps, no matter the foot, it is as strong as iron good wood, just talking about this money, I don't know how much real money is spent on the road, especially from other places to transport into Beiliang to make guns, it is even more expensive, the maintenance of a good gun, is a matter of eating silver, after all, so many tung oil that raise guns every year is estimated to be unable to escape. Therefore, the male armor of our Beiliang Iron Rider is not just because Beiliang athletes are born with extraordinary strength. β
Xu Fengnian thought so, took a sip of wine, nodded and said, "That's exactly the reason." β
The old man talked about his energy, drank quickly, and didn't have too many scruples when he spoke, and said slightly: " The world knows that the cavalry charge long gun brings the impact force, the power is amazing, but often ignore the damage of the gun to the cavalry itself, if the two armies charge is a hammer deal, then that's it, but our Bei Liang on the North Mang barbarians, but not that easy to with, this is extremely exquisite cavalry guns when fighting the tricks, and this heat, and from person to person, there is no shortage of cavalry generals and spear masters in Bei Liang to prescribe the right medicine for this, but in the eyes of the old decay, it seems to have done it well enough, but it is not really perfect. β
Xu Fengnian asked, "Old man, how do you understand this?"
The old man hesitated for a moment, as if he was afraid that he would commit the taboo of being shallow and deep, but he was thinking that the two sides would meet in Pingshui, why should he be so wary? Not to mention that he had drunk wine? Concubine Shu's Miao Bamboo spear, although it has been processed, is not so easy to crack, in the opinion of the old decay, its spear head should be increased by one or two halves, and the 'Iron Cicada' spear used by the foot soldiers, two inches of the gun body is still not enough, and it has to be reduced by so long. β
With that, the old man stretched out two fingers and gestured lightly.
Xu Fengnian, who was originally just thinking about chatting casually with someone, fell into deep thought, and did not immediately make a conclusion. What should be the weight of the head of the Miao bamboo gun, Xu Fengnian is not easy to say, but as far as the iron cicada gun is concerned, Xu Yanbing did say it once, in the past, this kind of heavy gun was aimed at the strong Western Chu Iron Cavalry in the Spring and Autumn War, especially in the battle with the Euphorbia, almost every Beiliang veteran who participated in the Jinghe Battle has a deep affection for this gun, in the battle second only to the battle of Xileibi, in the middle and late stages of the war, the Xu family army can directly use the iron cicada gun as a stick hammer, the reason why Xu Yanbing has this is because although the Beimang army also has heavy armor, but even after more than 20 years of rich and strong soldiers, only in terms of armor heritage, still not as good as the Great Chu Dynasty of the year, Beimang and most of them are light horses, the iron cicada gun does not need to be so heavy, but the restructuring is involved, not only the inextricable interests in the border army, but also the most headache feelings, many cavalry veterans, in the Wutong Courtyard in a series of restructuring involving specific matters, there is no shortage of people who rebounded violently, including this iron cicada gun, an old general directly used" Lao Tzu is used to hugging the plump old daughter-in-law, get a light girl, Lao Tzu would rather not, whoever likes to take it, anyway, none of Lao Tzu's soldiers are willing to accept it" Such a vulgar reason was strongly refuted, at that time, Wutong Yuan sent Xu Fengnian to read in a large number of approvals, seeing this, Xu Fengnian still regarded it as a very sobering little joke, thinking that it would be natural, and there was no idea of forcefully implementing it.
As the old man spoke, his words were boundless, and he didn't care if Xu Fengnian was interested, so he said to himself: "This year, the old man accidentally saw the "Martial Arts Collection" compiled by the villain Tu , It is a two-volume remnant of the people, it is not expensive, only six taels of silver, but the old decay still can't afford it, so he can only be cheeky and not buy it, it is full of more than 100,000 words, it is really a baht must be compared, looking at it is breathtaking, the old decay is such a person who has never been on the battlefield, looking at it, it actually gives people a kind of cold air that seems to be fighting against the master of martial arts, the cold air is bubbling all over the body, the dignified white-clothed soldier immortal, even the emperor is also a big man, even the military camp has rules for where the latrine is built, and it is written into the book, the soldiers he brought out, almost everything as long as the rules are done, and it is no wonder that the Western Chu soldier Shengye Baikui wanted to say that sentence, against this person, once you lose your momentum, there is no momentum to recover. β
The tall boy blinked and asked, "Grandpa, what do you mean?"
The old man sighed: "That is to say, if you fight against this person, as long as you are taken the first opportunity, whether you still have the advantage in military strength or not, you can only wait to lose after that." This principle is actually the same as our martial arts competition. It's just that you haven't gotten to that level yet, and you won't understand. β
The old man took a sip of wine and said angrily: "How can such a magnificent military book flow into the people? Aren't you afraid that it will be taken by the Northern Barbarians? How many more people will die in our Beiliang at that time?"
The old man sighed, he didn't even want to drink the wine, and muttered to himself: "Chen Zhibao did lose to the current King of Beiliang, and failed to become the lord of Beiliang, but this is not the reason for the Beiliang Army to waste his hard work. β
Xu Fengnian's expression changed slightly, this "Martial Arts Collection" In the Beiliang army, there has been no deliberate strict prohibition, Xu Xiao and Chen Zhibao had no objection to this, this is probably the conceit of the high-level generals of Beiliang, Xu Fengnian did not want to slander Chen Zhibao's military book because of Chen Zhibao's departure from Liang into Beijing and going to Shu to be crowned king, in fact, even Chen Zhibao's old department is still treated well, and he has personally and severely dealt with several incidents of deliberately suppressing the promotion of Chen Zhibao's old captain, but Xu Fengnian has not had 10,000 copies of the approval documents that have been personally written and carefully read in the past half a year, and there are 8,000, and there is really no one who has mentioned itThe diaspora of the "Compendium of Armed Preparations". But this still made Xu Fengnian blame himself very much, at this time he subconsciously picked up the wine bowl, took a sip of wine, and then said softly: "King Beiliang is indeed very negligent in this matter. β
The old man laughed at it, and these ordinary people dared to point fingers at that vassal king? Besides, who was the first person in the world recognized as the king of Emperor Wu City, Xianzhi? Even those most lonely and unheard of rural women and children in Beiliang probably knew the way.
Xu Fengnian raised his head and asked, "Old man, with your knowledge of gunsmithing, why don't you go to serve the border army?"
The old man showed a painful look that was difficult to hide, and tried his best to make his tone understated, "It is true that the old family is used to using big guns, but before the family is in the middle of the road, they don't like to mess with the powerful, I just hope that the old and young in the family can practice martial arts with peace of mind, and one day, they can carry forward their own gun skills, as for other things, never think about it." The ancestors said that the practice of guns lies in refining the heart. If we are mixed and can't practice a good gun, those who use guns for us are tantamount to sacrificing our roots. β
Xu Fengnian's face was calm and said three words: "Sun Jiagun." β
The old man, who was originally as kind and kind as his neighbor's elders, suddenly changed his momentum, and his lower hand grasped the ash pole resting on the bench, and his cloudy eyes shone brightly, full of murderous aura.
The two teenagers also stood up almost at the same time, clutching the wooden pole in their hands.
This made the proprietress who was originally eating melon seeds startled a lot and was stunned on the spot.
Xu Fengnian gently lifted the wine bowl, did not rush to drink, and said with a smile: "I have no malice, since I have a friend who is a master of guns, of course, I know that Lu Dao is a famous Sun family with the same township of the gun fairy Wang Xiu, and the old gentleman knows everything and says so much, I just guess randomly." What happened to the Sun family, I also heard one or two, when a young man named He Wushu came to learn art, the old man of the Sun family saw that he had excellent roots, but he was not behaving, so he ignored it, and as a result, He Wushu had several adventures after being rejected, all the way to Huang Tengda, and became the head of the Xun Da Niu Nursing Institute who had been a general of the border army, this person had a good temperament, and he had always held a grudge against the Sun family, after the death of the old man Sun, he relied on the background of the Xun family and the official connections accumulated over the years, and gave the Sun family a charge of betraying the cold and collaborating with the enemy, more than 40 people old and young, only six people escaped from the army, including two infant children, these more than ten years, Three of the three Sun family members died under He Wushu's gun, two of them were inferior in skills, and one was secretly betrayed by the Sun family, but instead of getting glory and wealth afterwards, He Wushu was still resentful He Wushu crossed the river and demolished the bridge, and was shot to death on the wall. Sun Qingqiu, old man Sun, am I right?"
The old man's face sank like water, he sneered, and said in a desolate tone: "Okay, good, what a 'tiger head gun' He Wushu, sure enough, after joining the mixed fish and dragon gang, he is like a tiger with wings, and he actually hunted you down here!"
While saying that it was good, the old man lost his eyes to the two teenagers, asking the two children to ignore the meaning of running for their lives, and they could not refuse. It's just that how the young man can run away at this moment, standing in place with his feet rooted and not retreating an inch, which makes the old man not know whether to feel happy or sad.
Sun's gun, people don't die, guns don't retreat.
Xu Fengnian was still holding the wine bowl and laughed at himself: "Old man Sun, am I like He Wushu's dog's legs? Or do I look like a killer who came to chase you? But is there anyone in the world who invited someone to drink before I killed someone like this?"
The tall boy said angrily: "You bastard must have poisoned the wine!"
The proprietress was not happy at the moment, she roughly heard a clue from the conversation, she didn't believe that the boy was a villain, who made him so handsome? She slapped the table and said angrily: "What do you say, I look like a black shop?
Xu Fengnian asked straight to the point: "Old man, do you really think that your grandfather and grandson are my opponents?"
The old man was speechless, not the slightest slack, but his expression was gloomy.
Walking the rivers and lakes for most of his life, especially in the past ten years, the old man has developed a pair of fiery eyes and a keen intuition for crisis perception, just at the moment when he stretched out his hand to hold the rod, the young man next to him who was originally like an ordinary person, the amazing aura that flashed away, made the old man have to admit that he was not his opponent at all.
Xu Fengnian asked: "Old man, I have a reluctant request, I want you to go to the border army to be a military attache chief instructor who teaches gun skills, but I won't care about the grievances and grievances between your Sun family and He Wushu, and it is estimated that you will not want others to interfere with the old man." β
The old man sneered: "This boy of unknown origin, don't think that there are some martial arts in the body, his tone is bigger than the sky, the old man is not the yellow-mouthed child, and he also knows that the head of our Beiliang Army military attache is still a military general of the fourth grade, if you say the position of the ordinary head of the sect, the old man is still the seed brother of the general with a good identity, believe you, hey, the head of the sect, you can give it if you say it?
Xu Fengnian couldn't help but smile, I didn't expect this guy Li Hanlin to be so famous in Beiliang Road now?
The handsome young man who was standing on Xu Fengnian's side as if he was facing a great enemy looked at this guy's hateful smiling face, and wanted to kill him with one shot.
Xu Fengnian really doesn't know how to convince Sun Qingqiu, but this old man is very likely to be a huge treasure for the Beiliang Army, if used well, it can make the combat power of the border army go further, it can be said that Sun Qingqiu, who has completely instilled his lifelong attainments into Beiliang after exerting his skills and feet, even if it is just an old man with three-grade strength and getting more and more rivers as he grows older, it is even more beneficial to Beiliang than Han Laoshan, who is now the deputy general of Lingzhou, the junior brother of Wang Xiu! Of course, all of this is only possible, but if you miss it, then there is no possibility. Xu Fengnian raised his hand, this action soon caused the old man's rapid shot, this wax pole did not see how to get up, so it stabbed at Xu Fengnian's throat with precision and fierceness, crisp and neat, and showed the most essence of the Sun family's gun.
As a result, the two teenagers saw that the wax pole "gun head" stopped a few inches away from the person, and then the wax rod that was in line with the Sun family's unique "there is no return" momentum instantly squeezed out a large arc, and then broke on the spot!
A young woman in tight black appeared in the shade of a tree out of nowhere after Xu Fengnian raised her hand, and after seeing this scene, her delicate figure was completely expressionless.
She is the dead soldier Fan Xiaochai who has just withdrawn from the water room for a long time.
Sun Qingqiu was carrying half of the wax pole, his palm was cracked and full of blood, Rao is old man had already determined that he was not this person's opponent, but his shot was so fruitless, it was still too shocking and terrifying for the old man.
He thought that this gun, even those second-grade masters who usually saw the head and the tail of the dragon, would definitely not be treated so lightly, not to mention that this young man who was sitting did not move at all, and not even the slightest qi was circulating!
Xu Fengnian didn't look at Fan Xiaochai, but said: "You don't have to follow during this time, take the old gentleman to the border of Liangzhou and find Lu Qiu'er, I have already decided on the official position, how to use the Sun family's spear skills, you let Lu Qiu'er decide for yourself." β
Then Xu Fengnian smiled and asked, "Old man, you really don't do it if you keep the money-making business?"
The old man is an open-minded person, and after thinking about it for a while, he sighed and said: "Anyway, I can't help myself, it depends on whether God is going to kill my Sun family, and the old man doesn't believe that He Wushu can make you move the son of a dragon to help the helmsman." β
Xu Fengnian breathed a sigh of relief and asked tentatively, "Why don't we finish the wine, old man, and you will leave again?"
The old man sat down, "Drink, why don't you drink!"
The two teenagers sat back in place tremblingly, especially the handsome young man, who was dumbfounded, and as for the tall young man who was stunned, his face was full of admiration.
It should really be that you have met the legendary worldly master!
It turns out that the so-called little bit tall of this boy before, is it really tall?
After the excited young man sat down, he asked anxiously: "Brother master, my grandfather always said that my talent in martial arts is not good, and your vision must be higher than that of my grandfather, why don't you help me take a look?" Could it be that he is actually a martial arts wizard?"
Xu Fengnian glanced at the young man and said flatly: "It stands to reason that when you reach the age of the old man, you are still a big step behind." β
The young man opened his mouth wide, but still did not give up, and asked with a sad face: "What? Brother master, don't you look away, take a closer look?"
Xu Fengnian shook his head with a smile and said, "It's more difficult to walk your eyes than not to look at them." β
The boy sighed, hung his head and stopped talking.
The handsome young man covered his mouth and snickered, but when the master who was not as hateful as he was at the beginning looked at him, he subconsciously glared.
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "Practice your guns well, you will have a great future, no one said that women can't practice first-class marksmanship that is fierce and invincible." β
The "boy" blushed.
The proprietress who has been shocked many times looked at this "teenager", no wonder she looked like a little lady.
The woman was really stupid and bold, and joked: "Brother master, if you are a master, you won't pay for the wine." β
Xu Fengnian took out a small piece of broken silver and put it on the table, and the proprietress smiled: "Yo, it's really not a penny more than a penny, brother master, you are all masters, you can't be generous, and you are not afraid of damaging the demeanor of the master?"
Fan Xiaochai, who was executed not far away, recalled his various encounters and began to admire the courage and courage of this village woman.
Xu Fengnian said with a smile: "Only then did the master know that oil and salt are expensive, but now he doesn't have the capital to slap a swollen face and become fat." β
Xu Fengnian suddenly saw the hovering green and white falcon above his head, and slowly got up and said, "Old man, I have left beforehand, let's go back and drink with you at the border of Liangzhou, I believe there should still be a chance." β
Sun Qingqiu then stood up, nodded, and didn't say much.
After Xu Fengnian finished speaking, he disappeared in a flash.
and let the woman and the two Sun teenagers think that they had met fairies and ghosts.
Fan Xiaochai said coldly at this time: "After drinking, rush to the border immediately." β
Sun Qingqiu snorted.
The tall young man looked at this sister, his eyes widened, and he couldn't take his eyes off it.
The girl who dresses as a man is a little envious, she is really a good-looking sister, but she feels too cold.
The proprietress sitting at the next table patted her chest vigorously and said, "Today is really an eye-opener." β
The old man took a sip of wine, squinted his eyes and whispered, "Who says it's not." β
Fan Xiaochai stood in the green shade and closed his eyes to recuperate.
Intuition told her that it should be Beimang who sent troops.
She has no interest in the ups and downs of the fate of the three Sun families. As for He Wushu of the Fish and Dragon Gang, maybe for the three of them, he is an enemy who would have wanted to kill him for the rest of his life but couldn't.
But the gap between herself and the enemy is even worse.
She knew that she would never want to kill this man with her own hands in her life.
After all, even Wang Xianzhi couldn't kill him.
But that doesn't mean that the man won't die.
Because he has to face the whole Beimang.