As soon as Hai Shi arrived, Nie Ju jumped down from the roof of the house with Fu'er on his back and came to the council hall, and Yang Ye also jumped down after him.

Nie Juyu reported: "Childe, people have brought it!"

As soon as Zhong Sheng saw Yang Ye, he said: "You have worked hard! Steamed steamed buns with lotus leaves, you eat a little first, the grain that has been put for 20 years is actually as sweet as the newly harvested wheat." ”

"Why don't you say that I have good craftsmanship!" Lotus Ye still didn't smile.

Nie Ju grabbed the steamed buns on the table and devoured them, Fu'er stood dumbfounded and didn't speak, and Yang Ye didn't have the heart to eat.

"Is there wine here?" Yang Ye was still saddened by Xian Yunli's death.

Nie Ju said with the unswallowed steamed bun in his mouth: "There is wine, there is wine, and there are several large vats, all of which are good wines that have been aged for more than 20 years!"

Nie Ju ran to the house and took out a wine jar for Yang Ye: "Brother Shi has sworn not to drink anymore since he came back last time, and I can't drink much alone......"

Yang Ye gulped and poured a mouthful, and said righteously: "If the family doesn't talk to each other, what are Brother Zhong's plans in the future?

Zhong Sheng looked at Yang Ye and said: "I plan to let Brother Yang delay some time and help me train a group of elites here for future needs, if Brother Yang is in a hurry, then I will think of other ways......

Yang Ye shook his head and sighed: "It is difficult to achieve success in military training for a year and a half, and I will rush back to Jinzhong in the near future, and I am afraid that I will not be able to bear the entrusted ......."

Zhong Sheng said: "These people have a foundation, Brother Yang can pick some outstanding people to teach, and then let them teach others, so it may be faster to teach......

Yang Ye put down the wine jar and said: "Good way, good way......

"Childe is right, I know that there is a Cheng Tong who can penetrate Yang in a hundred steps, a man named Zhang Qu who can lift the Ding, and a Guan Xiaokui who is good at marksmanship, and ......" Nie Ju hiccups before he finished speaking.

Lotus Ye glanced at him: "Beware of choking you!"

Nie Ju scratched his head and smirked: "My life is big, I can't die, hehe......"

Zhong Sheng said to Nie Ju: "You are a peerless student who walks on the wall, if only more people could learn it......

Lotus Ye snorted: "Look at him like that, where are you willing to pass it on to outsiders......"

Nie Ju was so anxious that he almost knelt down, clasped his hands into fists and lowered his head and said: "Childe doesn't know, it's not that I don't want to teach, it's that I have to learn this kung fu from a baby, otherwise it will be difficult to succeed!"

Yang Ye took another big sip of wine and said: "He is right, kung fu is not something that can be practiced overnight, if Brother Nie does his best, I won't be able to catch up with him at all!"

Nie Ju echoed: "What General Yang said is reasonable, I only practiced six or seven percent of this trick to catch the moon, if I can practice to ten successes, I can come and go without a trace!"

Zhong Sheng sighed: "I don't know anything about martial arts, so I can only ask you......"

A jar was drunk by Yang Ye in a few sips, it seemed that he was in a bit of a hurry, and the wine had already come up, but his mind was very clear, he pointed to Nie Ju and said, "You...... Do you know why you can't practice 10 percent?"

Without waiting for Nie Ju to answer, Yang Ye continued: "Practicing requires talent, and not having a high level of understanding is practice...... Can't practice well...... Target. ”

Nie Ju had already heard that Yang Ye was good at kung fu, so he stepped forward to ask for advice: "Can General Yang give me some advice?"

Yang Ye waved his hand: "I'm ...... The kung fu of flying eaves and walking on the wall is still ...... But I know you have to practice Kung Fu...... Isn't it bad to improve your internal strength cultivation...... Talented, ...... It's the inner ...... The internal strength is not trained...... Arriving home......"

Yang Ye was too sad, he could only rely on wine to anesthetize himself, and after a while, he fell asleep on the table drunk, Zhong Sheng asked Nie Ju to carry him to the room to rest, Fu'er followed up and sat next to Yang Ye in a daze, Zhong Sheng wanted to comfort a few words, but he didn't know how to talk about it, since he followed Yang Ye, he could rest assured.

Zhong Sheng instructed Nie Ju to prepare a marching bedding for ten people.

Lotus Ye asked, "There are sixteen people in total, is Brother Zhong mistaken?"

Zhong Sheng replied: "The battlefield is not so comfortable, those who do not meet the training standards every day can sleep on the ground!"

Nie Ju looked at Zhong Sheng's appearance and knelt on one knee: "Gongzi can spur his subordinates like this, and there is really a general's legacy!"

Zhong Sheng closed his eyes and said: "The road to revenge is full of difficulties, and now the training is not up to standard, and it will be sent to death when it comes to the battlefield in the future!"

"What Childe said is that his subordinates will do it!" Nie Ju left with his high momentum, he felt that he had been holding on for twenty years, and finally waited for someone who could preside over the overall situation, although he had nothing now, but at least he saw hope.