I Xiaoxiong

Chapter 7 What a pity
After several months away, he came back to recuperate, and got a lot of rewards and confiscated. Naturally, he wanted to be happy.

After Fu Jinchuan went to the commander's mansion, there were only a few dozen people left in the camp with [-] tiger servants under his command.

Zheng Tuhu, a tycoon in Shangjing, is polishing his pair of tile-faced iron maces. He followed Fu Sanlang on the border for two years. Zheng Tuhu killed 24 thieves. With six heads, he can be promoted to another level and become Cheng Xinlang from the seventh rank. Although he is only a military official and has no position, how many generations of the old Zheng family have he been an official like him, and he is already a glorious ancestor .

"Old Zheng, why didn't you go to the brothel? You all went to Beijing."

Pawn Liu Chang asked with a smile.

Butcher Zheng looked up, shook his head, and didn't speak.

Liu Chang's younger brother Liu Min joked with a smile from behind: "Old Zheng may have slipped while riding a horse."

The Liu brothers were born in the Guanzhong garrison. The eldest was seventeen and the youngest was only sixteen. They were good at riding and shooting, so they were selected by Fu Jinchuan as retinues.

Since arriving in Hexi, the two brothers' shooting skills have also shined brilliantly, and they have gained a lot, so they would occasionally laugh at Zheng Fengchun's poor riding skills.

"Liu Liu Liu Qi, you two mourners, get away."

Liu Chang practiced six at home, and Liu Min practiced seven at home, so they were called Liu Liu and Liu Qi in the camp.

The so-called Zheng Fengchun chased people away directly, grandma, the whole Hexi knew that Zheng Butcher was not good at riding, and always flashed his waist.

"Hahahaha, let me just say, how could Old Zheng be free, it must be because of physical inconvenience." Liu Min continued to mock.

"You two, get out of here, you little kid with no hair."

Zheng Tuhu was famous in the army for his strength, but at this time he was dodging his waist. Liu Min, a young man, was as dexterous as a monkey, so he was not afraid of being caught, so he frantically tried on the verge of being beaten.

"Old Zheng, one roast leg of lamb and two catties of highland barley shochu, how about I help you catch Liu Qi?"

"Chen Xing, you kid is pretty dark enough."

The name of the speaker was Chen Xing, twenty years old, eight feet tall, slender, with a handsome face, he was from the Fu family, and he was a companion who practiced martial arts with Fu Jinchuan since childhood.

One-handed saber technique has been taught by Huang Zhengong, and he is quite imposing, and his martial arts cultivation is among the best among the three hundred tigers.

"Brother Chen, I have never offended you."

Seeing that it was Chen Xing, Liu Min immediately begged for mercy, "What's the big deal, I'll treat you to a leg of lamb."

Chen Xingdao: "Then it's settled, I want to see the leg of lamb tonight."

Liu Min patted his chest and said, "No problem, but can you teach me how to use a knife? I'll buy you a leg of lamb tomorrow."

Chen Xing said angrily: "Good boy, are you waiting for me here? Two lamb legs want me to teach you how to use a knife? I pestered Mr. Huang for a long time, and bought him the famous pear flower in the capital. Bai Cai was willing to teach me every move."

"Then I'm adding two legs of lamb to you, and three catties of roasted barley."

"That's about the same, it's a deal."

Since then, there has always been a saying in the Huben Festival that there is nothing that two legs of lamb can't solve. If there is, then two more.

A group of people were chatting and laughing in the camp, when a young man dressed as a handsome man came in.

"They're all here." Looking at the few people, they greeted enthusiastically.

"This is not the little prince, why are you here?" When Liu Chang saw the person coming, it was Zhao Fubai who had been "distributed to the frontier".

Since Zhao Fubai came to Liangzhou, Fu Maoxiu had thrown him into the dental army.

Yabing is the personal soldiers directly under the Jiedu envoy's mansion, and they are all the elites in the selected army. However, because they are the personal soldiers of the Jiedu envoy, they don't have much chance to go to the battlefield. Practicing together can also avoid any danger.

Ever since Fu Jinchuan cleaned up Zhao Fubai, he has been in awe of this distant cousin, and often clamored to go out of the city with Fu Jinchuan to "cut leeks".

Cutting leeks is Fu Jinchuan's exclusive term for military operations to dredge trade routes and eliminate horse thieves.

Because the horse thieves on the commercial road are like leeks, once suppressed, they will reappear after a while.

After all, riches are exciting.

"Is my brother-in-law not here?"

"Lang Jun went to the commander's mansion when he returned to the city. He hasn't come back yet. The father and son haven't seen each other for a long time. The commander probably left him for dinner at the manor."

When Zhao Fubai heard that Fu Jinchuan was not there, he immediately slumped a lot.

"It's a pity, I just learned a trick from Master Yuan, and I still want to try it out with my brother-in-law. I want to ask for advice. It's a pity that he's not talking to you."

As soon as Zhao Fubai said this, a few tigers looked at each other from you to each other, then they all lowered their heads and tried their best not to laugh out loud.

Only Liu Min, a young man, probably didn't have enough energy to nourish his energy, so he persuaded him very earnestly: "My lord, you should say goodbye, my lord has improved a lot in martial arts now, this time I went out to cut leeks, and there was a horse thief leader, I shot him with an arrow, and he moved away casually. When I fought with Mr. Lang, he just made one move, and he was stabbed right through by Mr. Chen. Brother Chen later told me that he could easily dial away from a distance of dozens of steps. To open arrows, at least you have the foundation of a sixth-rank martial artist."

After hearing this, Zhao Fubai's face turned blue and white, "Ah, is that right, that brother-in-law has improved a lot in martial arts now, he must be at the fourth rank, it seems that I am not the opponent, yes, I have something to do, let's go back first Alright, I'll meet you guys for a drink another day, no need to give it away."

Zhao Fubai turned around and disappeared, and the remaining few people let go of their laughter when they saw the master had left.

"Hahahaha, I just found out, Liu Qi, you boy, hahaha."

Butcher Zheng laughed so hard that he was out of breath.

Liu Chang shook his head and smiled.

Chen Xing smiled lightly and said, "Good boy, I will teach you how to practice the sword in a while."

Liu Min, on the other hand, was a little puzzled, wondering why they were laughing like this, but never mind, Brother Chen is going to teach him how to practice swords, this is serious business.

At this time, Fu Jinchuan had already taken off his armor, was wearing a brown round-neck robe, and his hair was tied up with a jade crown. He was dining with his father, the British Duke Fu Maoxiu, in the back hall of the commander's mansion.

When Fu Maoxiu was young, he was a well-known playboy in the capital city. He was good at food and wine, and he wore BMW clothes. Now that he is old, he mainly dresses calmly and solemnly, but his love for food and wine has continued.

The father and son arranged sixteen courses of dishes, mainly meat. This was also because they knew that their son's martial arts consumption was relatively large and his appetite was astonishing.

Fu Maoxiu wore a beard pouch to protect the long beard from being sprinkled with soup and food residue during eating, and then drank the soup very gracefully.

Fu Jinchuan's food here is relatively rough. He picks up a bone-cutting knife to pick up the meat on the roast leg of lamb, and eats it with seasoning. He eats very quickly, and occasionally drinks a sip of Liangzhou's famous wine Sanle pulp to relieve his tiredness.
"Your aunt wrote, asking me to take care of you more. She also said that she wanted your second brother to come over and let you go back to the capital to marry Princess Chengyang. What do you think?"

Fu Maoxiu was eating delicately cooked meat soup, and asked his own Saburo on the opposite side.

"If you don't go back, how come you have to fight a decent battle? Otherwise, when I, Fu Sanlang, go back to Shangjing, where will I put my face?"

Fu Jinchuan said without raising his head, but his tone was like a child's anger.

Fu Maoxiu nodded, he understood what Saburo was thinking.

Princess Chengyang is talented and intelligent, and has a noble status. If Fu Jinchuan doesn't have some military achievements, he may be strong in women and weak in men in the future, and his life will not be easy.

What's more, Fu Jinchuan has an extremely strong temper. Now that the war is about to start, he is absolutely unwilling to let him go back at this time.

Right after the battle, Fu Jinchuan just sat in the Liangzhou commander-in-chief's mansion every day, and his credit is also indispensable for his military counselor. The hereditary earl does not replace it.

In the future, the second son of the direct line will be considered a stable rank, and he will be added with the title of Captain Consort, which is the same as Marquis.And his elder brother can support each other in the future.No matter how you won't be bullied.

"Sanlang, this general is not only relying on his own bravery, but also judging the situation and making changes when the situation arises. Back then, your grandfather told me that military matters are the same. In fact, it is not as good as being on the battlefield. I have been training in the army camp here for a few months. I thought I would bring you here to increase my knowledge. I don’t need to be more brilliant in the future. At least I can stand up among those trash snacks of the Imperial Army Hold on, a name like your father and I is enough to be a soldier. Who knows that you kid, but you still have to go to battle in person, but you have the demeanor of an ancestor."

The ancestor Fu Maoxiu talked about was the first British Duke, who was posthumously named "Northern Loyalty King" after his death.

In every battle, you must take the lead and be invincible on the battlefield without meeting your opponent.Once rode alone, broke into the enemy camp at night, beheaded the head of the enemy general and returned.

When Taizu heard about it, he praised him as "a really great husband."

After hearing this, Fu Jinchuan drank a bowl of sanle pulp in one breath, and then sighed: "After all, there is no chance to be comparable to the ancestors. The ancestors fought from the Taizu Emperor Taizong to the north and the east. , Broken City 72 Now that the world is at peace, there are only a handful of battles that can be fought. The imperial court has been confronted with Qingtang and the Golden Horde Khanate for many years. Now this situation will probably last for a long time. As long as there are no problems within the Great Jin, it is probably the Great Jin. If they don't, they can't make it to Jin. This side problem is not a big deal, it's just a disease."

After hearing this, Fu Maoxiu laughed and said, "Heh, didn't you say that you wanted three thousand cavalry to drive directly to the royal court and destroy them in one battle?"

Fu Jinchuan said proudly, "Now you give me three thousand cavalry, I really want to try it."

"dream."

Fu Maoxiu glared at him directly, and then sighed, "The world seems to be peaceful, but it's nothing more than that."

Seeing that his father hesitated to speak, Fu Jinchuan didn't ask any further questions.He actually had many questions about the Taoist emperor in Shangjing, but there was no one to ask. After all, some words were too harsh, even between father and son.

"Let's not talk about that, Saburo, from your point of view, should we follow Zhang Renyuan's two-front strategy, or should we take the initiative to attack the Golden Horde Khanate in Mobei first as Xue Cong said."

Fu Jinchuan stood up and said: "If I decide to choose General Xue's strategy, I will drive Mobei and strike first."

"Oh?"

After hearing his father's doubts, Fu Jinchuan changed the subject again: "But you are the Hexi Jiedu envoy, so you should go ahead and defend as Deputy Zhang Jiedu said. After all, in the 14th year of Xuanjia, Guo Jiedu died and the army was defeated. People's hearts are fluctuating, and at this time we still need to be stable. Moreover, when the enemy is attacking, our army only needs to take precautions and guard against danger, and wait for the veterans of the enemy's division to be exhausted and exhausted before counterattacking. Back!"

After hearing this, Fu Maoxiu burst out laughing.

"This statement is exactly what I want, and my son can be a general."

(End of this chapter)