Seeing off Li Guangsheng, Liang Zhiyun did not return to the main hall to continue eating. Walked alone to the study. Began to look through the information gathered by some subordinates through various channels.

In Liang Zhiyun's study, the most eye-catching thing is not the bookshelf or books, but a large table. In fact, there are only a few of Liang Zhiyun's favorite books on the shelves. On the contrary, on the table, pieces of paper were piled together like a small mountain, slightly messy. If you let others see it, I'm afraid you won't believe that this is the office of the city lord.

Liang Zhiyun sat on the only chair in the room, flipping through the small pieces of paper. The things recorded on these pieces of paper are some trivial things that happened in Fangyang City

In November of the Chunhua year of the Great Chu Kingdom, Li Qiushen, a disciple of the Li family, played against others in the Bai teahouse and failed miserably. Later, he sent someone to beat the disabled winner Yu

In November of the Chunhua year of the Great Chu State, the Axe Gang and Juxian Pavilion in the city fought in Vietnam outside the city. Three people were killed and six were seriously injured

In November of the Chunhua year of the Great Chu State, the price of Fangjia rice rose

The pieces of paper are small, and there is very little text on the book. But I don't know how much manpower and material resources it took to transmit the big and small things in this huge city back to this study one by one.

Liang Zhiyun looked at the small notes and arranged them in a categorical manner. Familiar with the road, it seems to be extremely proficient. In just a few moments, half of the notes on the table had been processed.

"Oooo Liang Zhiyun raised his head, and his somewhat cold gaze gradually softened. "Enter!"

The person who is qualified to let Liang Zhiyun say a word in the study is definitely his cronies. If some little maids usually dare to enter without permission, they will be killed on the spot!

Liang Wenchao, who was only 12 years old outside the door, was born not to be as tall as his father, but inherited his mother's handsome appearance. Coupled with my mother's careful training over the years. There is a gentleness of a humble gentleman up and down his body. Listen to my father's voice and get dressed up. Gently push the door open. Respectfully bowed. "Father. ”

looked at his son's handsome face with a tired look. Liang Zhiyun unconsciously slowed down his voice and said, "Have you ever been used to life in the military tent?"

Liang Wenchao stood up straight, his head hanging slightly. "At first, the child was a little reserved. But these days, I'm getting used to it. I was called home by you and my mother, and I didn't hear the horn of the drill this morning. On the contrary, I am a little unaccustomed. ”

Liang Zhiyun nodded. The eyes looked at the son who was being honored. I opened my mouth to say something, but I didn't know where to start for a while. In the end, he simply said with some pride: "Yes." There was a pause. One more sentence. "Worthy of my son!"

Liang Wenchao's body trembled slightly. The fingers hanging at his side tightened. After being silent for a while, Liang Zhiyun looked at the note while holding the note, and said casually: "Li Guangsheng came over and asked me to take care of a few children from his Li family who are going to join the army." ”

Liang Wenchao raised his head and said, "But how many were expelled from the house a few days ago?"

"Yes. That's nature. Liang Zhiyun sneered. Put down the note in your hand, stand up and walk around the room. An indescribable sarcasm in words. "Don't look at the bright surface of his Li family, but now it's just a return to the light. Although most of the people in his Li family are short-sighted. But after all, there are a few capable people, but they are smart, and they should start to leave a way back!"

"Everyone in the Li family is centrifuged. It can only be blamed, it is not the daughter of the head of the family who climbs the high branches! 'Success, he loses, and he loses!'" Liang Wenchao's fingers hanging by his side trembled unconsciously. I thought about it. His brow furrowed slightly. Apparently something came to mind. "In this way, someone in the Li family is ready to make a big move in the clan? Even the back hand was released early, and the arrangements were made. ”

"Yes, exactly. It's just that they don't know who gave them such determination and courage. The spies haven't even been investigated!"

Liang Zhiyun shook his head and put aside irrelevant matters for the time being. Look at the son in front of you. He said, "Okay! Tell me about you. "I opened the window and there was a somewhat cool autumn breeze. Then he said, "You've been in the tent for some days. I also have some knowledge of many armors. Have you figured out what kind of army you want to come from?"

This world has gone through an untold number of battles. Nowadays, the recruitment of each ** team is no longer simply to distribute a set of equipment to the soldiers, and then go directly to the battlefield. Instead, soldiers are assigned to the most suitable types of troops according to their skills, in the hope of being able to give full play to their abilities.

"Pak Dao Hand. Liang Wenchao lowered his head again. But the sound was still audible.

"What are you talking about?" Liang Zhiyun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly turned around, his brows furrowed, obviously a little surprised. A pair of tiger eyes looked directly at Liang Wenchao, who lowered his head. The speed of speech is urgent and fast. "Do you know that the Pak Swordsman is the most lethal class! You don't choose archers, you don't choose halberds. What about the shieldmen and crossbowmen!?

"Kepu sword hand is the easiest soldier to make meritorious contributions!" and," without waiting for his father to finish speaking, Liang Wenchao suddenly raised his head again, a little rude but bravely looked directly into his father's eyes. "My father also became the lord of the city with a simple sword hand and repeated military exploits!"

The study was quiet again. Both father and son looked at each other with some annoyance. Liang Zhiyun pointed at Liang Wenchao, and for a while, he didn't know what to say.

Just then, the door to the study was pushed open. "What's wrong, what's wrong?" Nangong Suben was still a little nervous, but looking at her somewhat childish husband, she laughed out loud. "How can you be a father, and you still fight with your children!"

Liang Zhiyun glared at his wife helplessly. I am very dissatisfied that my wife can still laugh at such a time. frowned and looked at Liang Wenchao: "You ask him!"

"I am good at the method of sword and shield, and I can know the direction of the military formation. is suitable to be a Pu knife hand! But his father, "Liang Wenchao, who is only 12 years old, is a little aggrieved.

"Then leave your father alone! Go, come back to my room, and let's talk about it." Don't worry about your dead-eyed father!" Nangong Su interrupted Liang Wenchao's complaint. He took his son's hand and walked straight to his room. I don't care about my husband behind me.

Watching the two of them walk away, Liang Zhiyun was even more helpless. He shook his head with a wry smile. In a city, his status is the most noble. In the family, his status is far inferior to that of his wife. For their own wives. There's really nothing he can do. After hesitating in the study for a while, I was a little uneasy after all. I don't care about my own work in the study. Unfolded his body and quietly followed.

"Tell my mother, why do you want to be a Pu Dao hand?" Nangong Su poured a cup of tea and handed it to Liang Wenchao, who was sitting on the chair. "Archers and crossbowmen will not easily engage in close combat with enemy troops. Theoretically the safest. The halberd and shield bearer only need to carry their weapons and follow the general's orders. Only with the sword hand, it is he who charges into battle, and he is also the one who climbs the city wall. Needless to say, good meritorious service, but after all, you have to have that life. ”

Liang Wenchao said with some pride while drinking tea: "My father entered the battlefield as an orphan at the age of nine, and he didn't know how to write or martial arts. But now with his military exploits, he can achieve the position of the city lord. I'm afraid there are only a few people in this world!"

"For as long as I can remember, my father has always kept me from doing important things. I know my father loves me, but I also want to prove to him that his son is not a waste!"

"I just want to be a Pak swordsman, and the Pak swordsman can test the strength of the armor the most. It is also the easiest to make meritorious contributions. No one can say anything about promotion. I just want my father to know. His son Liang Wenchao will not disgrace him on the battlefield!"

Nangong Su's eyes glanced out of the door unintentionally. "You are the only male in my Liang family! I am not satisfied with you, if it weren't for your father's refusal. I will definitely use some means, even if I violate the law of Chu, I will not let you go to that battlefield!" Nangong Su stretched out his hand and rubbed it gently, wiping Liang Wenchao's face. "Son, you have to remember that if you die. Let's Liang family. It's the end of the day. ”