The soldiers on and off the stage were also surprised when they heard Zhou Hao's answer!

Is this kid really stupid or fake stupid?

The most mixed feelings are Hou Fatzi, who has just been promoted. He said that he persuaded him, his original intention was to persuade Zhou Hao to concentrate on practicing internal skills, but he didn't expect to get this result in the end! Zhou Hao, this kid, didn't even want to be an official!

Even if a small arrangement is not corrected, there will be opportunities in the future. But if it angers the general, how can this be good? Hou Fatzi couldn't help but secretly sweat for Zhou Hao!

Fortunately, things did not develop in the direction that Hou Fatzi was worried about.

"Alas!!" After half a ring, Xue Wanche actually sighed with a feeling, and said in a very rare low tone: "I don't know if your kid is stupid or smart!

"What Yangguan Road, what single-plank bridge? Could it be that I want to concentrate on martial arts, and this has also become a single-plank bridge?" Zhou Hao couldn't understand what Xue Wanche was saying.

Just as he was about to ask, he heard Xue Wanche continue: "What fame and fortune are, it's all nothing! You kid is young, but you have seen all this through, very good, very good! Since your kid doesn't want to be an official, then don't mix in the pro-military camp, follow Lao Tzu as a personal guard!"

"What? Fame and fortune are all nothing? I haven't seen through it yet, master! I just want to become stronger, and fame and fortune are easier to take! What is this personal guard for?" Zhou Hao thought about it, but he didn't know how to say it.

Xue Wanche commanded hundreds of thousands of troops and thousands of personal soldiers, but there were only twelve personal guards, known as the "Twelve Iron Guards". All of them are superbly skilled masters, and they are all the general's most confidants. Zhou Hao, a guy who has just joined the army for a few days and has not yet entered the stream of martial arts at all, can actually be among the guards, which makes all the generals who know the inside story drop their jaws!

Although there is only one word difference between this personal soldier and the personal guard, the identity is very different! General Xue's twelve personal guards do not have any official positions, but they are not ordinary personal soldiers, even if the regiment of the personal guard battalion sees it, they dare not slack off in the slightest!

At this time, Zhou Hao couldn't tell the difference, and heard Xue Wanche say in a low voice: "Go down first, and Lao Tzu will slowly tell you later." ”

"Oh!" Zhou Hao stood up and walked back to his original position, but he thought in his heart: "This guard must not be called and drunk! If that's the case, the master will simply roll up and leave!"

Next, Xue Wanche rewarded several more soldiers with outstanding performance, and then loudly announced that in addition to the reward for beheading, everyone would be rewarded with another thirty taels of silver. The soldiers of the whole battalion immediately cheered.

After that, it's time for the celebration feast.

In the huge school field, hundreds of large tables were set up, the wine of the big altar was brought in, and the big bowls of various dishes were brought out like flowing water. The soldiers of the whole battalion, whether they are officers or soldiers, all hook their shoulders and call each other brothers, you and I start to fight wine one bowl at a time.

Zhou Hao, who was in the limelight, was regarded as a key object of care, and was pressed by many people, pouring bowl after bowl. Even if Zhou Hao's physical fitness is excellent and the amount of wine is amazingly good, he can't help drinking like this, and before the banquet is halfway through, he has already fallen under the table

When Zhou Hao woke up with a splitting headache for the second time, he found himself lying in a strange room, and the furnishings in the room were extremely exquisite. A tall, thin man with a hideous scar on the left side of his face from sideburns to the corner of his mouth was standing at the head of the bed looking at him indifferently.

Zhou Hao was taken aback, and quickly turned over and jumped out of bed and asked, "Who are you?"

"Of course you're still in the Governor's Mansion, but this is in the middle courtyard, not the barracks in the back!"

"Scar, hehe, this name is really apt!" Zhou Hao looked at the eye-catching hideous scar again, and said secretly.

Zhou Hao then asked, "Isn't the middle courtyard the residence of the great general, why am I here?"

"Yesterday you were drunk, and the general asked you to be carried over!" Scar picked up a bowl of black soup and continued: "Drink this bowl of sobering soup, the general wants to see you!"

Zhou Hao glanced at the black decoction, hesitated slightly, and then listened to the scar and said: "Are you afraid that this is poison? If I want to kill you, you won't wake up a long time ago!"

Zhou Hao thought about it right, took the decoction, drank it in a few sips, and sure enough, he felt a chill all over his body, and the headache and discomfort after being drunk were immediately relieved.

"Let's go, the general has been waiting for you in the study for a long time!" Scar didn't say a word, and the leader walked out.

Zhou Hao followed Scar out of the door and came to the general's study not far away. Xue Wanche sat on the desk, holding an ancient book in his hand, and he was fascinated.

"General, this kid is here!" Scar said lightly.

Xue Wanche raised his eyebrows, looked Zhou Hao up and down, and said after a while: "You kid said yesterday that he doesn't want to be an official, he just wants to bury his head in martial arts, but if you really want to do it, you kid can think about it, and it's too late to regret it now!"

Zhou Hao replied without hesitation: "Of course it's true, I just want to practice martial arts now, I don't want to be an official!"

"But what?" Xue Wanche asked.

"But I don't want to be a personal guard!" Zhou Hao said.

"Why?"

"I don't want to be someone else's dog!" replied Zhou Haoyi with a raised eyebrow.

Xue Wanche was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed, and even the indifferent scar couldn't help but smile a little.

"Hahaha, I actually said that Lao Tzu's personal guard is a dog's leg! If they are heard by the iron head, they have to interrupt your stinky boy's dog's leg!" Xue Wanche looked up and laughed.

"Who is the iron head?" Zhou Hao asked.

"Iron Head, Scar, they are all Lao Tzu's personal guards! Do you think Scar looks like a dog's leg?" Xue Wanche asked.

Zhou Hao looked the scar up and down, feeling that this scar was like a treasure knife in a sheath, the cold light was pressing but it was deeply hidden!

Zhou Hao hurriedly shook his head and replied: "No, what is this guard doing, could it be the general's bodyguard?"

"It's right to say it's a bodyguard, but it's only a small half! It's not so much a bodyguard, it's more like Lao Tzu's brother and brother!" Xue Wanche replied: "The Twelve Iron Guards, from the moment Lao Tzu joined the army more than 20 years ago, have always been by my side and accompanied me in the Quartet. Among these countless exploits, at least half of them are credited!"

"Then why didn't I see them go out with the general this time?" Zhou Hao wondered.

"Hehe, if even your kid finds out about them, they will also call the Twelve Iron Guards, let alone a first-class master!"

"What, they are all first-class masters, twelve first-class masters?" Zhou Hao said in surprise.

"Of course, if not, how can you be my brother and brother of Xue Wanche!" Xue Wanche's eyes flashed with a hint of arrogance, and he continued: "I only ask you kid, are you willing to be Lao Tzu's thirteenth iron guard?"

Zhou Hao hesitated slightly, and replied: "But I don't know martial arts yet, and I'm not even a third-rate, how can I compare with them?"

"The level of martial arts is not a problem, Lao Tzu dares to accept you, so he is naturally sure that your kid will become a first-class master! If you want to go up, it depends on your kid's own creation! I only ask you if the kid is willing or not?" Xue Wanche stared at Zhou Hao and continued.

"If you can make me a first-class master, then of course I am willing!" Zhou Hao replied firmly.

Xue Wanche said with a smile on his face: "Okay, well! From now on, your kid will be Lao Tzu's thirteenth iron guard! The name of these twelve iron guards will also be changed to thirteen iron guards!"

But Zhou Hao still had unsolvable doubts in his heart, so he asked: "General, I have only been in the army for more than ten days, and my martial arts are not in the stream, why do you want to accept me as a personal guard?"

Hearing Zhou Hao's question, Xue Wanche's face turned straight, and he raised his head for a while, and then said in a deep voice: "You kid want to know why? Then Lao Tzu will tell you slowly!"