With the sound of horses' hooves treading water, Wang Fuchen and Wang Zhongxiao, father and son, had already ridden their horses across an unknown stream. Immediately afterwards, dozens of knights from his retinue rushed over, all of whom had passed through the shallows that Wang Zhongxiao had personally discovered, and stepped onto the south bank of the stream.

On the way from Qujing City to Kunming City, Wang Zhongxiao can be regarded as suffering by his pit father. The good official road is not allowed to go, and Wang Zhongxiao has to lead the big guy to take the small road. encountered a small stream and a small river blocking the way, and he was not allowed to cross the bridge by boat, so he asked Wang Zhongxiao to find some shoal to wade...... I'm not afraid to get my clothes wet!

That's not the most tormenting thing! Every time the father of this pit, Wang Fuchen, went to the camp field of the big guy, he also led Wang Zhongxiao, Wang Mazi, Xiao Lizi, and his other adopted son Wang Zhongyi, as well as Wang Zhongxiao's two personal minions, the scholar Wang An and Ma Ling Wang Quan, to hunt wild animals to improve their food...... I'm not afraid of any parasites and viruses, it's really not hygienic at all!

What's more, Wang Fuchen sometimes did not allow Wang Zhongxiao and a few of them to shoot large prey such as wild boars with bows and arrows, but let them ride on horseback and then he stabbed the wild boar to death with a spear!

It's so cruel!

In fact, Wang Zhongxiao didn't want to be so cruel, but Wang Fuchen's old thing said that this was to train Wang Zhongxiao, Wang Zhongxian, Wang Zhongyi, Xiao Lizi, Wang An, Wang Quan, these "little children" who had never been on the battlefield much (they were only a few of them on the battlefield seven or eight times to fight Yungui Miaoman, and they had never seen a real big scene). What else do you say that the children of the Eight Banners in Beijing City and the slaves of the Su La family practice like this on weekdays, and if Wang Zhongxiao really wants to pick up the guards, he has to work harder...... This M is complete! How can there be such a child of the Eight Banners now?

But Wang Zhongxiao didn't dare to talk back to Wang Fuchen in this regard, because in his memory, it was no big deal for him to disobey Wang Fuchen in other aspects, even if he teased Wang Fuchen's favorite ninth aunt, Taixiao Jinlian, it was not a big deal. Only you can't fight Wang Fuchen on the "martial arts", otherwise you will really be hung up and beaten to death.

This old thing is still reasonable to beat people, saying that if you don't learn well now, you will be given away on the battlefield in the future, so it is better to kill them as soon as possible, so as not to be embarrassed.

Look, is there such a father?

"Daddy, it's almost time to Kunming City, let's go to Shangguan Dao, right?"

Seeing that the group of people who followed behind were all wet, Wang Zhongxiao smiled and discussed with his father.

"Well, that's pretty much it." Wang Fuchen nodded, stroked his beard and said, "Second brother, your performance this time is slightly better than last time...... But it's still not as good as the ordinary white-armored soldiers. So this imperial guard is still a little hanging. If Taishi Ao is not willing to promote you, then go back to Yunnan to serve the King of Pingxi. Your ability is still okay among the teenagers of the Pingxi Domain. and Wu Shicong and Wu Shijue, they are also on par. ”

"Daddy's very right." Wang Zhongxiao said this, but one hundred and eighty people were not convinced in his heart - not that he was dissatisfied with Wu Shijue, who was not a serious person, but because he was not convinced by some white-armored soldier in Beijing.

How old is it? Return the White Armor Soldiers...... The white-armored soldiers are old!

Father and son talked like this while hurrying away. The group soon came to an open official road, on both sides of the official road, wild flowers were gorgeous, colorful, and covered the earth.

Although it is the fourth month of the lunar calendar, it is already the early summer season. But the weather here in Kunming is always as cool and pleasant as spring, and I feel very comfortable.

Further on, you can see the north gate of Kunming City.

The Wangjing Tower, which is as high as three times on the Gongchen Gate, exudes a little majestic atmosphere in the sun.

However, Wang Fuchen did not lead the big guy to the Gongchen Gate, but raised his horsewhip, pointed to a Zhuangzi five or six miles outside the city and said to Wang Zhongxiao: "Second brother, this time, as in the past, let's go to your second Uncle Wu's Zhuangzi outside the city to rest." Then I will go up to Wuhua Mountain with your brother to kowtow to the prince and say goodbye, and you will go up to Wuhua Mountain after the prince summons you. ”

The "Second Uncle Wu" in Wang Fuchen's mouth is Wu Guogui, the royal highness of Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi, Wang Fuchen and Wu Guogui have been old comrades-in-arms for many years, and they once chased Yongli Ye into Myanmar together. These two old men have been in love for a long time, drank chicken blood wine in Myanmar, worshiped Guan Erye, and formed brothers with different surnames.

Because Wang Fuchen and Wu Guogui have a very strong relationship, every time Wang Fuchen goes back to Kunming to see Wu Sangui, he will rest on Wu Guogui's Zhuangzi. Wang Zhongxiao, an unfilial son, often followed Wang Fuchen to Wu Guogui's Zhuangzi as a guest.

Therefore, Wang Zhongxiao and Wu Guogui are also very familiar with each other, and Wu Guogui's son Wu Shijue can be regarded as partners from childhood to adulthood. But now Wang Zhongxiao didn't know what's wrong, as soon as he heard that he was going to rest on Wu Guogui's Zhuangzi, his face turned black all of a sudden, and he lost his voice: "What? Go, go to Wu's second uncle Zhuangzi? ”

"What's wrong?" Wang Fuchen glanced at his son, "Boy, you won't be afraid of Wu Shijue just because he was beaten up, right?" ”

"Afraid of him?" Wang Zhongxiao hurriedly straightened his neck, "How is it possible?" It's not like I haven't beaten him! ”

Wang Fuchen laughed and said: "That's it, it's a common thing for soldiers to win and lose, what are you afraid of!" Boy, this is back to your second uncle Wu's village, you have to fight for me, fight hard, don't lose again! ”

"Can't lose!" Wang Zhongxiao shook his teeth, "This time I will use my real skills to come out and fight him!" Win steadily! ”

"Good!" Wang Fuchen laughed a few more times, and then galloped wildly, running towards Wu Guogui's Zhuangzi like a smoke.

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Wu Guogui's Zhuangzi outside the city of Kunming is said to be Zhuangzi, in fact, it is more like a fort, there are moats around it, there are high walls, the gate is repaired like a small city gate, and there is a suspension bridge outside the gate.

As far as Wang Zhongxiao knew, Wu Sangui's generals all occupied land in Yunnan and built this type of Zhuangzi. Outside Kunming City alone, there are no less than 30 such Zhuangzi, like the stars and the moon, protecting Wu Sangui's old nest Kunming City in it. Next to Wu Guogui's Zhuangzi, there is a Zhuangzi of about the same size, which is the Zhuangzi of Wu Shicong, the grandson of Wu Sangui. The relationship between Wu Shicong and Wang Zhongxiao is also good, when Wang Zhongxiao came to Kunming before, he often played with Wu Shicong and Wu Shijue.

However, the friendship between these three friends seems to have gone a little wrong recently......

When Wang Fuchen, Wang Jizhen, Wang Zhongxiao's father and son and others arrived, Wu Guogui was not at home, but went to Wuhua Mountain on duty, and it was Wu Guogui's eldest son Wu Shijue who opened the door to entertain Wang Fuchen's father and son. In addition, Wu Yingqi's eldest son, Wu Shicong, also happened to be a guest at Wu Guogui's Zhuangzi, so they came out to greet each other.

Wu Shijue and Wang Zhongxiao are of the same age, he is the second among Wu Sangui's grandchildren, Wang Zhongxiao often calls him "Wu Er", this Wu Er is very handsome, tall, fair-skinned, big eyes and thick eyebrows, but this face is a little bad...... Heng Mei looked at Wang Zhongxiao coldly, looking very unhappy, at first glance, he was a gentleman who owed discipline!

Wu Shicong is two years older than Wang Zhongxiao, the oldest of Wu Sangui's grandchildren, he is a medium build, but he looks very fierce, his eyes are particularly sharp, and he is a little eagle-eyed...... looks like a ruthless person who wants to rebel, but it's a pity that the rebellion in history has been smashed.

Wu Shicong and Wu Shijue were very polite to Wang Fuchen, first welcomed Wang Fuchen into Zhuangzi, invited him into the lobby, and greeted his uncle and uncle for a while, and ordered people to prepare guest rooms and banquets.

However, Wang Fuchen was very active in going up to Wuhua Mountain to meet Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi, so he did not stay in Wu Guogui's Zhuangzi for a long time, and after sitting for a while, he got up and said goodbye, and Wang Jizhen, who was carrying an alternate county official title in Yunnan, took a few relatives to Kunming City.

Because Wang Zhongxiao was still a white body and was not a member of Wu Sangui's domain, he had to wait for the summons of the Pingxi Royal Mansion to go to Wuhua Mountain, so he waited on Wu Guogui's Zhuangzi first.

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wang Zhongxiao, Wu Shicong, and Wu Shijue sent Wang Fuchen and others away, a shout came from their ears: "Okay, you shameless person, you dare to come to my house!" ”

Wang Zhongxiao looked back and saw Wu Shicong looking at Wu Shijue in surprise, while Wu Shijue glared at a certain shameless person......

"Wu Er, who are you talking to?" Wang Zhongxiao looked unhappy.

"And with whom? And you! Wu Shijue looked at Wang Zhongxiao angrily, "Wang Er, you kid is a brazen person!" ”

"Am I brazen?" Wang Zhongxiao was not convinced, "Why am I so shameless?" I, Wang Zhongxiao, am a man's husband, who behaves rightly and stands upright, why is he a brazen person? ”

Wu Shicong on the side was also a little puzzled, "Yes, second brother, what's wrong with Wang Er?" ”

Wu Shijue snorted, raised his hand and pointed at Wang Zhongxiao, "You, you, you flirt with a girl from a good family!" Is there such a thing? If you're a good man, don't deny it! ”

Wang Zhongxiao's eyes widened, his chest straightened, and he said confidently: "Yes!" ”

Ah, there really is!

The girl from a good family who was molested by Wang Zhongxiao is Wu Guogui's daughter, Wu Shijue's sister-in-law, named Wu Xiaosuo. In Wang Zhongxiao's memory, she was a first-class beauty...... Although he is only fifteen years old, he is already slim, and he has to look good, and he has a little figure.

And this little beauty and Wang Zhongxiao are quite compatible, they often get naughty together when they are young, and they can barely be regarded as childhood sweethearts, and the two have no guesses. But while playing, Wang Zhongxiao had bad intentions and began to covet the body of other people's little beauties.

And Wang Zhongxiao is a master who dares to think and do, but it doesn't matter who Wu Xiaosu's father is? Who is my brother? When you are greedy, you dare to hold someone's little jade hand, when you are hungry, you dare to hug someone's little waist, and even after drinking a few more glasses, you secretly went to enjoy a beautiful bath. As a result, it shocked the beauty, and it also attracted the beauty's brother...... Then Wang Zhongxiao had a martial arts contest with Wu Shijue, the brother of the little beauty, and swept people off the horse without paying attention, and knocked his head and melon seeds, knocking his soul away, it was really miserable!