"Then come again!" Wu Nag patted his thick chest and roared proudly, and the other Jurchen generals also laughed and helped.

"It's really good, what I lack is this kind of bloodiness that dares to confront Houjin head-on, that is, the marshal and the general, and I won't blame you for today's defeat, but will give a thumbs up and praise loudly. Don't think about it, let's look at mine. ”

Huang Chongzhen comforted Zu Dale for a while, and then turned to the Houjin people, and said loudly: "Heroes are judged by scars, and both sides have their own merits, so it can be regarded as a draw." Talking about heroes with wine, although my Daming's wine won, the amount of wine I waited for lost, and the five masters were massive, and they were willing to bow down. ”

Chongzhen said that he did not forget to arch his hand to Mang Gurtai, who was still asleep, to show his admiration, and then said: "Talking about heroes with martial arts, on fists and feet, we did lose, but on age, we won again." May I ask General Wu Gui Geng? And my family is a little general, but how old is he? ”

Gui Geng? Fang Ling? This......

The Jurchen generals with a low level of education, such as Wu Nag, were immediately stunned, and even Ah Shan and Huang Taiji frowned.

Wu Sangui and the others were happy, and Zu Dale was also depressed, completely opened his heart and let go of this knot.

Huang Chongzhen didn't give everyone time to react and refute, and continued: "Of course, no matter how old the so-called heroes are, if they lose, they lose. However, the competition focuses on two wins in three games, and who do you send to play in the second game? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd was divided by one person, and a young man in brocade came out of the crowd, holding out his chest that was beginning to take shape, and said proudly in a duck-like voice: "I'm coming." ”

"Oh?" Huang Chongzhen looked curiously at this young man with a beard that had just grown but still had a hint of baby fat face, and arched his hand, "I didn't ask this little hero for his name." ”

"My name is Haoge, the Jurchen Aixinjue Luo clan, and I am the son of Amma." Speaking of his father, the young man was especially proud.

"Hauge? Of course you are the son of your family's Amma, could it be that you are still the son of Lao Tzu? If you, a stupid boy, are the son of Lao Tzu, relying on the identity of the eldest son of the Great Khan, you can't fight your fourteenth uncle, see if Lao Tzu doesn't break your dog's legs. ”

Seeing that the young man's white face turned red from nervousness, Huang Chongzhen didn't care about his stunned speech, but looked at him carefully in surprise, as if he wanted to see his reality clearly.

Then, he said in an old-fashioned manner: "Good boy, sure enough, the tiger father has no dogs." However, whoever of us here is two or three years older than you, so we will not compete with you, lest people say that we are bullying children.

After all, I brought this stubble up, so it's not good to lift a stone and shoot myself in the foot. In this case, the second game will be played by the below, and you will send a man of the same age to come up and compete with the next.

If you are lucky enough to win, don't compare the third game, just a draw, both sides take a step back, shake hands and make peace, it is also a good talk.

If you lose, according to the rules of two wins in three games, you will naturally lose, and you will lose obediently without complaints. ”

The young man hated to be looked down upon the most, and when Haorge roared like a tiger, he opened his teeth and claws to pounce, but was stopped by his father.

"Don't mess around, come back." Huang Taiji reprimanded, and then asked Chongzhendao, "How do you know that he is my son?" ”

Huang Chongzhen smiled: "I don't know, but now I know." ”

Huang Taiji was stunned for a moment, and scolded with a smile, "What a stinky boy with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, I just don't know whether to resist the beating", and suddenly shouted: "Dolgon, you go and fight him." ”

Dolgon had been staring at Huang Chongzhen like a poisonous wolf, and when he heard this, he immediately roared angrily and pounced viciously.

Huang Chongzhen shouted, "Thank you for lifting the eighth master", and with a solid chassis and the softness of the waist and horse, he took the sharp kick from Dolgon's volley.

And with one move, four or two thousand pounds of inches, he suddenly exerted force, so that he went back where he came from.

Dolgon, who was in his prime, relied on the dexterity of the young man, and slammed his feet on the ground, and he roared again like an arrow from a string.

And he didn't give Huang Chongzhen a chance to transfer a thousand catties, but launched a rainstorm-like offensive with lightning speed, which made Zu Dale and the others hold their breath for a while, and they were very nervous.

The Jurchen nobles in the hall all applauded because of this, and even the guards outside the hall crowded the door of the main hall, and almost squeezed down the door frame.

On the contrary, it was the big cow and the others, who let the wind and rain in the hall increase, and they still stood there like a mountain, and the thunder could not move.

Huang Chongzhen, who was in the game, was also not chaotic at all, playing fast and fast, seeing the moves, he was like a tumbler, guarding as steady as a rock, and not leaking.

The Jurchen men, women, and children in the hall were all dazzled and applauded by Dorgon's bravery and swiftness, and only a few people suddenly found that the black-faced boy had not even moved a single step.

Compared to his rock-solid steadiness, Dolgon, who was attacking like a storm, seemed to have the upper hand, but in fact he was more like a monkey jumping up and down.

What's even more disturbing is that he is clearly in the eye of the storm, but he doesn't know it.

After all, such an attack cannot be too long-lasting, and once the strength is insufficient, the black-faced boy who is as calm as a mountain will definitely launch a landslide-like counterattack, so that Dolgon does not even have a chance to parry.

Finally, the wind stopped and the rain stopped.

Dolgon, whose throat and eyes were so dry, just wanted to catch his breath, and his fists were only half a beat slower, and his hands were clamped like heavy iron tongs, and a fierce backrest was pressed against his body, and he shouted "Mustang Mane" angrily, and was thrown back fiercely.

However, Dolgon also calculated, although he was very embarrassed, he did not fall to the ground, but barely stopped his out-of-control body, regained his balance, but did not dare to attack back as he did just now, but asked angrily with a dull face: "What kind of kung fu are you?" ”

"Tai Chi." Chongzhen dusted off his sleeves, and finally had a chance to put on a stance, and hooked his hand at Dolgon, "It's cool enough." Are you still coming? ”

Dolgon was immediately furious and immediately made a gesture to pounce, but Huang Taiji said at the right time to stop him: "Stop." ”

"Starling!" Dolgon looked at Huang Taiji angrily and unwillingly.

Huang Taiji stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, calming down his restless emotions, before turning to Huang Chongzhen and said: "As far as this king knows, the Taijiquan method is a peerless study of the Wudang sect of the Taoist Holy Land of the Ming Kingdom, and he is young, so it is impossible to go to Wudang, where did he learn it?" ”

"This is a long story, and the reason for it is thanks to your great gold." Huang Chongzhen said sarcastically.

"Oh? I would like to hear about it. Huang Taiji raised his eyebrows, not only was he not angry, but he found it quite interesting.

The rest of the people, whether they were Jurchens or Ming people such as Zu Dale, were also aroused.

Especially Yuan Qi, he pricked up his ears and listened attentively, not missing a word.

Because, supervising Huang Chongzhen and collecting all the information about him is the task that Yuan Chonghuan sent him to be this mysterious young man who claimed to have come from the forest of the far north, all the way south, all the way west, and passed the test.

I only heard Huang Chongzhen say: "When I was very young, I wandered like a lonely soul in Liaodong because of the fall of Tieling, and once almost starved to death, but I was fortunate to be taken in by an old man.

When he saw that I was amazed at my bones, he not only gave me food, but also taught me what he had learned in his life. I insist on studying hard and practicing hard to achieve today's small success. ”

Huang Chongzhen said, his face showed a look of reminiscence, obviously a black-faced teenager, but whether it was his eyes or temperament, he looked like an old man who had gone through vicissitudes, which was really surprising.

And...... He is actually a member of the Tieling clan? That's a long way away, and it's a long way to the north and east, which is one of the several big victories that Houjin won against Daming earlier.

Under the plough court, there are still fish in Tieling that have slipped through the net? It's unbelievable.

It's just that...... That's it? Isn't that a long story?

The crowd looked at him expectantly, but they didn't see him speak, and Dolgon, who really hated the boy's pretense, said angrily, "You should go on! ”

Huang Chongzhen's vicissitudes of life instantly became clear, his big eyes as bright as stars flashed twice, and he said innocently: "I'm done, haven't you seen the next kung fu?" ”

"You ......" Dorgon was furious, and he was about to pounce again, and he was about to pounce on this guy who always liked to talk about it.

It's just that in his heart, he has to admit that this kid is not only good at talking, but also has a very solid body of muscles and kung fu in his hands.

"Alright."

Huang Taiji immediately spoke out to stop this impulsive old fourteen, and said: "After all, it is a guest from afar, so this heroic argument will stop." Although the two sides have their own victories and defeats, as the envoy said, it is not a good talk to take a step back, shake hands and make peace, and end in a draw. Second brother, what do you think? ”

Ah Shan nodded and said, "You just decide." ”

"What do you think?" said it was you, but Huang Taiji only looked at Huang Chongzhen, obviously realizing that this black-faced boy who was the deputy envoy was the core of the envoy.

It's a very simple discord plan, almost undisguised, but often the easiest to succeed.

Huang Chongzhen and his entourage are all carefully selected elites of the Guanning Army, although they are not monolithic, they will never succumb so easily, let alone fall into Houjin's dog so easily.

Therefore, they just looked at each other, as if they had been rehearsed in advance, and said in unison: "Follow the customs of the locals (guests follow the master's will), and it is all up to the eighth master." ”

"So good, so good."

Huang Taiji laughed quietly, then stared at Chongzhen again and said, "In this way, the little general is a Taoist heir?" Coincidentally, my Dajin also has a Taoist heir from the Ming Dynasty, so I will introduce you to it. Yi Huan ......"