Even Xu Longyi, who had experienced hundreds of battles, couldn't help but be slightly surprised when he saw these more than a hundred human ears.
He was naturally as surprised as everyone else. He never expected that his adoptive father, a younger son who was slightly more powerful than the weak-handed chicken, would actually destroy the Tianlang Village!
If Shen Jiajun secretly assisted, others might have a reason to infer this. After all, they were not military generals, so they had no way of knowing Shen Wanjun's troop deployment instructions at the first time.
Who is Xu Longyi?
The top commander of the Qinglong Battalion—General Qinglong, a second-grade general bestowed upon him by the emperor!
Except for Shen Wanjun himself, even the current youngest son Shen Liang may not be as well-informed about Shen Jiajun's every move as his father and adopted sons and daughters.
Therefore, Xu Longyi can be 100% sure that during this trip to Tianlang Village, Shen Wanjun definitely did not use any soldiers of the Shen family army.
Of course, Xu Longyi could not fully know whether the hawks and dogs in the house were secretly sent to protect him.
"How about Brother Qingpi, my brother didn't embarrass you, did he?"
Shen Liang asked very proudly, which directly eliminated the last doubt in Xu Longyi's heart.
After all, he grew up watching Shen Liang.
Although this sworn brother has been blocked in the Nine Palaces since he was a child, he is the kind of being who is not allowed to practice martial arts by God. In the past, his personality was out of tune, and his words and deeds were extremely dandy.
But one of his "advantages" is that he has always been thick-skinned. When he was a child, his brothers would compete in peeing competitions together. Even if they couldn't pee, his adoptive father would always admit defeat when he asked about the result.
At most I can add one sentence - when I grow up, I'm sure I can beat Brother Qingpi and the others.
Based on this, Xu Longyi knew that if the Tianlang Village was not destroyed by Shen Liang himself, Shen Liang's behavior at this time would be that he would stand in front of him, wink and say -
"Suppose Shen Wanjun has a conscience and knows how to secretly arrange for someone to help me, otherwise I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"
But Xu Longyi is still a little unclear.
By what means did Shen Liang, the sworn brother of Jiugong's secluded brother, take over Tianlang Village?
Silver?
Absolutely not.
After all, in this world, no one will sell their lives for silver. In other words, if their lives are gone, what's the point of giving you tens of millions of gold?
"Ah~"
Just when Xu Longyi was puzzled, Shen Liang let out a long yawn.
"Brother Qingpi, I'm tired from all the work. I'm going to Baihua Building to take a nap first. You can help me clean up the mess and check with Shen Wanjun that he's safe."
Xu Longyi was taciturn and never asked about things he shouldn't.
So he just nodded silently and rode out of the way.
"Brother Liang!"
Just when Shen Liang was bathing in tens of thousands of shocked looks, he was secretly happy that the private pockets of these people who had bet on him at the beginning were empty.
A loud shout passed through the lamentations of countless "gamblers" in Jincheng and reached Shen Liang's ears clearly.
Shen Liang tightened the reins and saw his good brother, who had not been together for many days, riding a luxuriously decorated elephant, rushing towards him from the gate of the city.
The physical appearance of the adult elephant was no different from the adult elephant Shen Liang had seen in his previous life.
On the elephant's back is an open-air wooden platform made of Shuchuan gold and wood. On it are carved pictures of beauties taking a bath that are not too revealing. This Shuchuan gold and wood is known as every inch of wood is valuable. It is roughly estimated that this square wooden platform alone is The value is probably no less than one hundred thousand taels of gold!
It is enough to show that the 300-pound fat man hugging a pair of beautiful sisters on the wooden platform has a rich family.
Let’s talk about this 300-pound fat man.
He has a bald head, fair skin, and a pair of narrow eyes that make it almost impossible to tell whether he is awake or asleep.
Not to mention the clothes on her body, the whole body is sewn with gold threads stitch by stitch. This golden jade dress stands out under the scorching sun, and the light reflects like a small sun, making people want to pay attention to the owner wearing it. no.
Following a burst of dust, the elephant, which was several times larger than Shen Liang's horse, stopped steadily. Then the fat young man pushed away the beautiful concubines on his left and right, lowered the rope ladder also made of Sichuan gold and wood, and climbed up flexibly. down.
He trotted all the way to the side of Shen Liang's horse, opened his fleshy arms and said to please:
"Come on, brother Liang, let us hug you. We haven't seen you for a month and we miss you so much!"
"You are so stupid!"
Shen Liang cursed with a look of disgust, turned around and jumped off the other side of the horse.
The fat man was not annoyed, he walked around in a circle with his eyes narrowed and a smile.
When he was done, he couldn't help but give Shen Liang a bear hug and began to cry without shedding tears.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Yue, it’s even more uncomfortable than killing me!”
Shen Liang reached around the back of the fat man's neck with one hand and pinched it with his fingers, grabbing a thick layer of flesh.
The fat man grinned in pain.
"Ouch, it hurts!"
"Stay away from me."
Shen Liang finally pushed the little fat man away from him and said angrily:
"Is it as simple as putting someone to sleep? What does the seed in someone's belly count?"
The fat man knew he was in the wrong, his eyes wandered and he said:
"It's not like we can't afford a house with a concubine."
"The key is that I don't want to be a concubine. Besides, you haven't reached the crown yet. Who allows you to marry a wife and take a concubine?"
The fat man became more and more annoyed as he listened. He waved his hand and said:
"How about love? Anyway, the first rule of life that I, Chu Shile, adhere to is the poem you wrote, Brother Liang. Today I have wine, I am drunk today, I will be worried tomorrow!"
"so?"
"Baihualou is walking!"
The two brothers hit it off immediately, ignoring the horse, the elephant, and the beautiful concubine, and walked to the city arm in arm.
…
In front of the gate of Prince Jin's Mansion.
The old money that was muttering in my heart also rode back.
Under the stone steps in front of the door, Shen Wanjun stood there and waited for nearly two hours. All the servants who originally intended to hold umbrellas for him to enjoy the cool air were dismissed by him.
There was no hint of joy or anger on his face. Although it was midsummer, he still put his hands in his sleeves. This habit was attributed to a battle in the far north. At that time, he and some of the Shen family troops he led were captured. The enemy set up a trap and trapped him on a snowy mountain. In those seven days, no less than a thousand brothers froze to death. If he had not relied on the desire to see his wife again, I am afraid there would be no King Jin today.
Therefore, no matter whether it is spring, autumn, winter or summer, as long as Shen Wanjun does not use his hands, he will habitually tuck them into his sleeves and not even notice when he is sweating.
It wasn't until Lao Qian got closer that Shen Wanjun's face showed a hint of relief.
"You have work and money to get old."
In fact, the Jincheng gamblers were right. Shen Wanjun indeed arranged for a master to secretly help Shen Liang complete the championship test.
There is no better son than a father.
How could Shen Wanqian not know about his youngest son's trickery?
However, what Shen Wanjun never expected was...
Old Qian took another swig of Dongluo wine, wiped the corners of his mouth vigorously and cursed:
"It's hard work! That kid made a bunch of incomprehensible objects out of nowhere, and he fights alone and in groups. No one can survive under his hands for a blink of an eye!"
