A hundred moves, as long as he doesn't lose, it's considered a win.

But Jing Jian easily defeated him when he was stuck in the ninety-nine moves, which made him deeply aware of Jing Jian's strength.

But this obvious humiliation made him feel more humiliated than a loud slap in the face, he instantly gritted his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, staring gloomily at Jingjian, and said angrily: "You can kill but not humiliate, you don't have to bully people too much!" ”

"I'm not bullying you, I'm better than you is better than you."

Jing Jian took back the branch and threw it aside, his eyes were pale but very oppressive, and he said coldly: "If you want to serve the emperor closely, how can you be worthy of this ability?" The heart is so impetuous, I am just a trick to beat you, and you are so indignant, and it will be difficult for you to become a climate in the future. ”

People who can't hold their breath are easily irritable, and they are more likely to be used by others and lead by the nose.

Therefore, to choose for his son who can be sent with confidence, he must check it himself.

Loyal, calm character, intelligent and wise, strong martial arts, both civil and military, all indispensable.

When Zhao Yi heard this, a trace of astonishment appeared on his face, which was red because of anger, and then a flash of expression similar to shame quickly flashed on his face.

Then he lowered his head, and he felt that Jingjian made sense.

If you want to serve the emperor closely, it is not enough to have martial arts and loyalty.

What's more, the martial arts he was proud of were vulnerable in front of Jing Jian.

He must have the ability to protect the emperor in any situation, as indestructible as an impregnable wall, and he needs to withstand the storm for the emperor, rather than being stimulated by a few words to completely lose his mind.

He pursed his lips and stepped forward, a little ashamed, but humbly arched his hand and said, "Thank you Jing Guard for mentioning it, it is my fault, I apologize to you." ”

"Knowing your mistakes can make a difference."

Jing Jian said lightly: "You have some talent, you can practice again." ”

"Yes, Jing Guard."

As if his heart had just cooled down, Zhao Yi instantly resurrected with full blood, his eyes flashed with perseverance, and he said solemnly: "I will practice swordsmanship for a long time, and I will compare with you again in the future!" ”

Losing once is nothing, losing ten times, hundreds of times is nothing.

The most important thing is that he can recognize his own shortcomings, and work hard for them, find the right direction, and improve his ability.

Xiao Yuhuan couldn't say disappointed in his heart, but his emotions became visibly lost, Su Chengxi reached out and rubbed his son's little head, and said softly: "What? Your master won, aren't you happy? ”

"Erchen just thinks it's too easy for him to win, right?"

Xiao Yuhuan pursed his lips depressedly and muttered in a low voice: "If my father is still there, I will definitely take him down within thirty moves." ”

Su Chengxi's expression paused, and then he laughed.

Xiao Yuhuan looked up at her suspiciously, and said suspiciously: "Queen Mother, what are you laughing at?" ”

Su Chengxi restrained his smile, and when Jingjian walked over, his eyes said seriously: "The queen mother just thinks that what you said is very reasonable, if your father is here, no one can compare to him." ”

Jingjian's footsteps stopped for a moment, and his heart jumped suddenly.

He has obviously been a husband and wife with Su Chengxi for many years, and even has children, but at this moment, he is like a hairy boy who has just fallen in love, and when he hears the praise of his beloved, he is so helpless that he almost can't even walk.

"Master, are you hurt?"

Xiao Yuhuan noticed Jing Jian's approach, blinked, looked at his strange steps with his hands and feet in confusion, and made a voice that hit his soul: "I see that you are only at ease, are you pretending?" ”