Wu Nai couldn't help but laugh, while pulling Zhang Jinglong's hand away, and said: "Yes, I think Zhang Gongzi is very unhappy, we Jianghu people will never force others to do anything, I think it's better to do another day!"

Zhang Jinglong hurriedly walked up to Wu Nai and stopped him, saying, "I'm happy!

Wu Nai continued to make a bad move: "I don't like it, or you can laugh and show me." ”

Zhang Jinglong was stunned when he heard this, and his heart was a little angry. Let Young Master Ben give you a smile? What are you and me? The courtesans who sing in the Qinglou? Do you have to please the "masters" who come to play?

Wu Nai pointed at Zhang Jinglong and said with a smile: "Look, Zhang Gongzi, I'll just say that you are not happy! We will see you another day!"

Although Zhang Jinglong was so angry, he was helpless. He hurriedly stopped Wu Nai again, squeezed out an embarrassed and polite "smile" on his face very reluctantly and very hard, and then said: "Look, don't I look happy and happy." Zhang Jinglong's face could be described as silly and ugly, but his heart was as angry as ten thousand horses galloping in his heart.

Seeing Zhang Jinglong being forced into such a stupid picture, Wu Nai almost bit his lower lip and couldn't help laughing, thinking: Zhang Jinglong, aren't you a cow? Now you can play with you as much as you want! You arrogant and domineering rabbit cub with no one in your eyes, just look down on me, and you still want to kill my brother-in-law! Hmph! Look at your current turtle grandson, why are you like a royal bastard? Now I will make you laugh! I will make you cry for a while! Let me treat your donkey nature for your father today!

Wu Nai slowed down, but he didn't laugh out loud Zhang Jinglong's face, and then he said: "Okay, since Zhang Gongzi is so happy, then let's do what the emperor ordered!"

Zhang Jinglong finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then said, "Okay, where do you want to start hearing about that day?"

Song Yun, who had been watching the excitement, interjected at this time: "Come on, come on, don't stand in this square, go to the pavilion to talk." ”

So the cadres moved to the pavilion, and after Wu Nai sat down, he continued to ask Zhang Jinglong: "First of all, what kind of posture did you have when you faced the Nadiuman people that day." ”

Zhang Jinglong returned: "That yellow-haired beard has a strange posture. He grasped the hilt of the sword with his right hand, but grasped the tip of the sword with his backhand with his left hand, as if he were using a short spear. The most surprising thing is that he is not afraid of cutting his fingers with the blade of the sword!"

Wu Nai nodded after hearing this, he remembered that on the day of the banquet, Edward said as he gestured with his hand in the air, as if he was using a short spear. Wu Nai turned his head and asked his brother-in-law Bai Yu: "Xiaobai, in your opinion, is it feasible to hold a sword blade in your hand?

Bai Yu seems to have been immune to the name of "Xiaobai", he doesn't care as much as before, and calling it like this will not reveal his real name.

Bai Yu replied: "In my opinion, holding the blade of the sword without being cut is not a fuss. In my Daxuan martial arts, there is a mastery of empty-handed white blades, and the secret is that no matter how you touch the sword body, you must not let the blade rub against your fingers or palms. Whether it is clenched or clamped, as long as the blade can be fixed when it moves, and the blade does not cause any friction with the skin, it will not hurt the hand. ”

Wu Nai nodded after listening, then looked at Zhang Jinglong with disdain, deliberately slowed down the tone and said, "Zhang, Gong, son." Do you understand?"

Zhang Jinglong was teased by Wu Nai again, and there was a burst of displeasure in his heart, but he could only continue to endure it and return sullenly: "Okay, you are amazing......"

Wu Nai asked again: "So his posture is so strange, what does Zhang Gongzi think?"

Zhang Jinglong returned: "As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, I saw his grip, and I thought that this person was inexplicable. Obviously, the long sword in his hand is a cut longer than my single sword, how can he turn his advantage into a disadvantage?"

Wu Nai asked, "And then?"

Then, staring at my neck, the yellow-haired beard rushed over with his sword in hand. I thought at the time, his sword was already short, and he was still aiming at my neck, isn't this looking for death?

Zhang Jinglong was proud of what he said just now, but in the first half of the story, he became sullen again, and continued: "So, I decided to cut my hand. He used the tip of the sword as if it were a spearhead, and at once he picked off my blade, because he seemed to hold a short spear, and the tip of the sword was calm and powerful, and he easily opened my sword......

Zhang Jinglong seemed to be recalling the events of that day, and then slowed down, then lowered his head and said, "Then...... Then I was defenseless, and he pointed the tip of his sword at my neck, and I was defeated with just one move. ”

Wu Nai listened carefully and asked, "What about your other brothers?"

Zhang Jinglong replied impatiently: "They all lost at once! I lost all the moves! What else can they do? What do you think?"

Wu Nai was suddenly scolded, and thought to himself, this kid doesn't have a long memory, and he dares to show me the temper of the eldest son, okay!

So Wu Nai returned: "Oh, Gongzi Zhang, I haven't finished asking what His Majesty wants me to ask, and your temper will come up? Father-in-law Huaide, why don't we go? Wait for Gongzi Zhang to dissipate his anger first!"

Zhang Jinglong reacted suddenly, and quickly laughed: "Wu Daxia! No, don't you see that I'm happy!"

Wu Nai shook his head: "Oh, it's okay Zhang Gongzi, I understand! Who likes to fail? It's definitely uncomfortable to mention." I think, let's go back and discuss with Your Majesty about your Majesty's affairs, and just say that Zhang Gongzi is not feeling well, and let Your Majesty move his own affairs back, what do you think?"

Zhang Jinglong hurriedly smiled embarrassedly and returned: "Don't! Wu Daxia! Your Majesty's affairs are the most important! I'm really fine! I don't know how happy I am now! We can finish asking things today! Don't put it off!"

Who knew that Wu Nai suddenly changed his words: "Tut-tut." Zhang Gongzi, I didn't say you, our Daxuan's face has been lost, but you can still be happy, you lack heart, right?"

Zhang Jinglong's smile gradually froze, he trembled with anger, pointed his finger at Wu Nai and said tremblingly, "You...... You ......"

Everyone else was laughing after hearing it. Bai Yu trembled behind Wu Nai's back, but he couldn't help but laugh and tremble. Song Yun raised his head high, in case others saw him snickering, but from time to time he let out a strange snort that was a little imperfect. Only Huaide had the best concentration, and he regained his composure with just a slight smile.

Wu Nai looked disappreciative and asked, "What's wrong with me?"

Zhang Jinglong put down his hand, stared at Wu Nai with dead eyes, squeezed out an embarrassing smile like wanting to kill on his mouth, and gritted his teeth and returned: "No...... Wu Daxia, you continue to ask......"

Wu Nai didn't pay attention to him immediately, but said to the guard who was in charge of serving everyone: "Master over there, pour me a glass of wine!"

The guard, who was still snickering just now, withdrew his smile, then picked up the wine bottle and poured a glass of wine for Wu Nai.

Wu Nai smelled the aroma of wine, looked at Zhang Jinglong with contempt, and did not answer him immediately. Wu Nai deliberately put Zhang Jinglong aside, just to treat him like a subordinate who was waiting for the master's reply, intending to dismantle his son's big shelf.

Wu Nai ignored Zhang Jinglong, took a sip of wine slowly, and then said with a cheap smile: "Oh, it's so fragrant!"

Zhang Jinglong was left aside for a humiliation but did not dare to attack, his heart was like a wildfire burning in the heavy rain, angry and embarrassed. But he could only grit his teeth and laugh, and his face became blue and green like a palette. He secretly swore in his heart: "The fart surnamed Wu! Lao Tzu will not be able to kill you in the future!