After listening to Zhang Yuan's narration, Wu Gen realized why Master Qu came here in person today. Anyway, Shui Congyue has left, so there is nothing we can do.
Seeing Wu Gen's expression of having nothing to do with me, Jin Song's forehead throbbed with veins. The matter of robbing the law field could be big or small. The key was that the Daxia Kingdom had lost face, and the new captain couldn't lose face, so he came to stir up trouble.
What should we do now? The noble man has gone. How can we explain it to Captain Yuwen?
You must know that Captain Yuwenyan Yuwen is not a fuel-efficient lamp. His father once served as Guangluqing. Although he has become an official, his connections still exist. His brother also served in the center of the court. The two brothers were one civil and one military, one for the government and one for the country. The arrangement was not inappropriate.
Captain Yuwen had served as a civil servant in Guangluxun Middle School before he arrived, and he came here just to experience the transition.
Having lived in the imperial court for many years, some had high aspirations but low abilities. They thought they were familiar with military literature, but they really looked down on some old and rough-and-tumble old men in the Xiang army, so they promoted some scholars to the government to cultivate their own team, such as Lin Ruoshi and Sun Hong. Others belong to this category.
Moreover, he is very face-conscious. He is afraid that people in the Xiang Army will not respect him, so he usually beats several music directors a lot.
As a transitional person, I always hope to make some political achievements to add a few more strokes to my resume so that I can return to the DPRK as soon as possible.
The last small battle in front of Fuming Pass was unexpectedly blown into an unprecedented victory. However, this person did remember Wu Gen, a small figure. If it weren't for his illiteracy, he might have been transferred to the mansion long ago.
Why did Wu Gen's reward come so slowly in the first place, and it was only a small promotion? Someone in the captain's house made trouble at first, saying that his background was not righteous, so he was exempted from promotion and gave him some reward.
On the contrary, Captain Yuwen fought against all opinions and made a compromise before being promoted to a higher position. According to this statement, Wu Gen should also thank Colonel Yuwen.
This time the Great Xia Kingdom sent a letter of provocation. If the nobleman leaves, according to the principle of reciprocity, I am afraid that only the captain, who is familiar with military literature but has little practical experience, will go to war.
It's over. Thinking of this, Jin Song's heart sank, what should he do? If he couldn't find a way to deal with this matter, his life would be difficult. Captain Yuwen was very good at manipulating people.
He rolled his eyes and said, "Wu Gen, the other party named him to fight against the people in the Tribulation Field, and you participated in it at the beginning. Since the noble man has left, you can take part in his place."
Jin Song has already decided in his heart that Captain Yuwen cannot be allowed to go into battle. Since the other party has named the person who wants to rob the court, then take advantage of this and do the next best thing and let Wu Gen join the battle.
As one of them, Colonel Zhai of Daxia Kingdom will naturally not show up again. In this way, it's best to win. It doesn't matter if you lose. Just let Daxia country gain some face.
Wu Gen was stunned when he heard this and quickly looked at Zhang Yuan.
Zhang Yuan looked anxious and stepped forward quickly, "Sir, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. Wu Gen is weak in force and has a low status. I'm afraid he will go to war..."
"Then what good idea do you have?" Jin Song interrupted Zhang Yuan, "Who should I let go? You, me, the commoner with a lower status, or Captain Yuwen.
I didn't tell him to fight to the death or admit defeat if he couldn't beat him. When did I, Jin Song, take matters of face so seriously? I have decided on this matter, and I will report it to the captain after I return. Wu Gen, these days you should work hard to make up for your shortcomings. The more you polish, the more chance you have of winning.
Along the way up the mountain, I noticed that you have a lot of tricks up your sleeve, and you can also use them during battles... Ahem, Zhang Yuan, go down the mountain and return to camp. Wu Gen has prepared all the things he needs in the past two days. It is up to you to arrange everything you need. "
"Sir... Your Majesty." Seeing Jin Song getting up to leave, Wu Gen became a little anxious, "Since I joined the Xiang Army, I have been diligent and hardworking, and I have toiled hard even if I don't have credit. You can't push me into the fire pit." ah."
Jin Song smiled coldly, "Today on the way up the mountain, you deliberately and maliciously made Benquchang lose face. I have recorded this account. If you dare to shirk again, you will be punished for the crime of contempt for your superiors. Let's go."
Wu Gen stepped forward and grabbed Jin Song's sleeve, pleading hard, "Chang Qu, I have also made meritorious service to the Xiang Army and served the Zhao State with loyalty. Please give me a small way out."
With a stabbing sound, one of Jin Song's sleeves was torn off. Zhang Yuan and others looked at each other, and the situation became awkward.
Wu Gen looked at the half sleeve in his hand and was dumbfounded. It didn't matter if he threw it away, or if he didn't throw it away.
Jin Song took a deep breath and said, "Add another charge of intending to murder Shangguan." He strode out of the courtyard and stopped when he reached the door. "Lead the way, maybe you still want to detain your boss."
Seeing that things were not going to change, Wu Gen had no choice but to lead a few people down the mountain with his head downcast.
Jin Song got on his horse, looking a little embarrassed compared to the energetic and well-dressed person when he first arrived. "Wu Gen, you can go to the camp these days and find a few people to practice your skills. It would be better to be more prepared before going into battle."
"Hey." Wu Gen looked listlessly and watched the group of people urge their horses to leave.
Back on the mountain, Wu Gen took out the golden horn of the sandworm, sat under the tree and slowly sharpened the broken knife. This battle is inevitable depending on the situation. For now, the only thing you can do is prepare well.
To be honest, Wu Gen didn't want to use too many small tricks. According to Shui Congyue, warriors must survive in death, and some life-and-death fighting opportunities are rare.
Sighing, Wu Gen walked to the house where Shui Congyue once lived and found a piece of exquisite soft armor. This set of soft armor is made of unknown materials. It has an exquisite name and can be worn close to the body, but it is extremely heavy. Before leaving, Shui Congyue did not take it away, but apparently left it with Wu Gen.
Wearing the exquisite armor on the body and covering it with a coat, I don't feel bulky at all. After trying to take a step, Wu Gen finally understood why Shui Congyue was so physically strong. With soft armor on his body, it is difficult to even walk, let alone fight with others.
Walking to the place where Hou Shan Shui Cong Yue Rong practiced, Wu Gen tried to get into a boxing stance, but did not move for a long time. One is to get used to the weight of this exquisite armor, and the other is to gather energy. Of course, this qi is not that qi, it is not the spiritual qi used by qi practitioners to practice, but the trace of true qi contained within oneself.
True Qi is the innate and original Qi, which is nurtured bit by bit by warriors through repeated training. Unlike qi practitioners who absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into their bodies, true qi is born in the human world.
For a warrior, possessing true energy means that one has reached a higher level of cultivation, and some supernatural powers will gradually appear, allowing one to compete with other strangers. Wu Gen's true energy is still a bit weak, so it needs to be gathered slowly before it can be used.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Gen flicked his arm, and there was a crackling sound at the edge of his fist. It seems random, but in fact it is extremely powerful in one swing, stirring up the invisible airflow around it and making an explosive sound.
Wu Gen's body was stretched out, his waist was slightly arched, his muscles were tense, and he moved forward step by step. Every time you take a step, punch forward. The fists are restrained, the moves are clumsy, heavy as mountains, yet light and spiritual in transition.
This is what I got from pondering in the ghost world. Those ancestors used simple methods such as straight, thrust, copy, split, buckle, whip, flick, kick, etc. to fight the enemy, and there were absolutely no fancy tricks. Each pose is powerful, simple and practical, and the spirit flows between opening and closing.
Although he is a bit careless on weekdays, Wu Gen is not a stupid person. He has his own opinions on martial arts, but he is lazy by nature and has only tried it briefly.
This time, Shui Congyue drank three moves before leaving, which aroused Wu Gen's competitive spirit. Indeed, the reason why means are means must be attached to the body to be effective. Excessive pursuit of some small tricks is really a waste of time.
After punching a thousand times in a row, Wu Gen turned pale and was covered in sweat. He lay on the ground panting heavily and couldn't even turn over. After resting for a while, Wu Gen struggled to get up and practice his sword again. At midnight, he slowly went down the mountain with his sword in his hand.
This has been the case for many days.
During this period, Zhang Yuan sent people to bring herbs, meat and supplies, and asked Wu Gen if he wanted to go back to the camp and find some soldiers with high strength to practice with him, but Wu Gen declined. After experiencing many life-and-death battles in the ghost world, I no longer have any interest in these sparring exercises.
On this day, Wu Gen was closing his eyes and meditating in the courtyard, when Zhang Yuan's voice came from the bottom of the mountain.
With a sigh of relief, Wu Gen got up and went down the mountain. What should come will always come.
After taking Zhang Yuan up the mountain, Wu Gen smiled and said, "Has it been decided that I will fight against Daxia? Who will my opponent be?"
"Oh, it's settled." Zhang Yuan sighed, "This time, the captains of both sides will not go out to fight, and will sit and watch. Each side will send one person, and the time will be seven days later. As for the opponent, you should know him, he will be at the execution ground that day. Go to Gan Xing who was defeated. I heard that he took the initiative to ask for help, and Yuxue was humiliated that day."
"Are you Gan Xing..." Wu Gen recalled the green-faced man holding two maces. To be honest, he could survive Shui Congyue's three moves. His strength was indeed extraordinary.
"We can be sure of this person's combat power." Zhang Yuan was a little nervous. After all, he had never seen this person take action. I heard that he was still a village commander, so he must have some skills.
Wu Gen shook his head and looked a little ugly, "This man has fought against Shui Congyue three times. Although he lost, his strength cannot be underestimated. Meeting him will be a bit tricky."
Zhang Yuan pondered for a moment, looked around and whispered: "You can use some methods, drugging and so on. What Colonel Yuwen wants is the result. As long as you win, it doesn't matter if the method is dirty. Besides, I heard that as long as you defeat your opponent, Yuwen The captain is willing to promote you to the captain's mansion, which is a shortcut to promotion."
Wu Genteng stood up, pointed at Zhang Yuan and said sternly, "Mr. Zhang, the head of the Zhang village, you always blame me for using dirty tricks, but today you are trying to trick me into playing tricks. It's a good way to win, so don't do it."
Zhang Yuan glanced sideways and said, "Okay, stop the bitches setting up archways and pretending to be serious. Just move your fingers and I will know what your kid is thinking. Since we are against another country, it is not shameful to use some conspiracy methods." Then he threw a bottle of wine over and said, "I'll take a sip with you today, which can be considered a solo trip."
Wu Gen took the wine bottle, opened the cork and smelled it, his eyes lit up, "This is green ant wine, good wine, I've spent a lot of money on it."
Zhang Yuan smiled when he heard this, "I can't bear to drink this wine on weekdays. I heard that you are a good drinker. Colonel Yuwen sent a cart full of rewards with a stroke of his pen. However, the wine is delicious but hard to vomit. If I lose, I'm afraid You have to pawn your pants to pay for the wine." He took out another pot.
After taking a sip, Wu Gen felt completely refreshed. He glanced at Zhang Yuan and pondered for a moment, "Wait a minute, such a fine wine would not be complete without good condiments." He got up and went back to the house, sending water from the moon to his big head. The snake gall was taken out.
I have been practicing martial arts in the mountains these days, and I have consumed a lot of energy and blood, so I rely on this thing to keep me down. Zhang Yuan dropped a few drops of golden juice into the wine flask, "Taste how it tastes."
"What is this?" Zhang Yuan raised his head and asked in surprise.
"poison."
"Fuck you." Zhang Yuan raised his head and took a sip. As soon as the wine entered the stomach, it was like a fire, with violent heat roaring towards the whole body.
Zhang Yuan's face turned red and he put down the wine, "I never thought you had such a good thing. It is really a great tonic for people who practice martial arts. It's useless even if I drink it. I'll leave it to you. These days are even harder.”
Wu Gen put the wine bottle into his hand, "There are many more. I haven't invited you to drink before, but I made up for it today."
Zhang Yuan's hand holding the pot stopped in the air, and there was a bit of sourness in his eyes. He looked at Wu Gen and said, "It has been two years since you joined the army, and you have grown a lot taller. Well, well, my love for you is not in vain. Tonight, let me see how much you have grown as long as you stay drunk." As he spoke, he drank half the bottle of wine.
Wu Gen slapped his thigh and said, "Okay, whoever falls first is a coward. Damn it." Not to be outdone, he drank a bottle of wine.
Zhang Yuan smiled and said, "I have grown up after all. Don't show off when fighting. If you can't beat me, just admit defeat. If you lose your life, you can't get it back."
"Go, go, say something unlucky and drink."
In this way, the two yelled and cursed each other. It was noisy until nightfall, and there were seven or eight empty wine jars around me.
Both of them were so drunk that they lay down in the courtyard and fell asleep.
The wind was clear and the moon was bright, and the clear light fell down, gently covering the two of them. The cries of crickets gradually faded away, as if they were afraid of disturbing their sweet dreams.
Between brothers, wine is enough.
