Lu Tiancheng was holding back his anger.
The young man who started asking the question didn't seem to care about this, but continued to introduce himself.
"I am a reporter from Zhuang Yulou. I am now invited by the Ministry of War to conduct an interview after the game."
Reporter from Zhuang Yulou?
Lu Tiancheng instinctively showed a disgusted expression.
No way, in recent times, Zhuang Yulou has found many unsuccessful calligraphy students or old scholars who have failed the provincial examination for many years, and recruited them as reporters with very high salaries.
This group of reporters is pervasive and can come to you anywhere, which makes many people have a lot of privacy, or some corrupt officials are very disgusted.
Of course Lu Tiancheng hated it too.
However, he also heard that reporters should not be provoked. He would rather fight with the enemy with real swords and guns than provoke those reporters from Zhuang Yulou. They are the best at using Chunqiu brushwork. With a single movement of their fingers, they say Maybe tomorrow the notoriety will spread far and wide, and the entire capital will know about it, and it may even spread to other places.
Therefore, Lu Tiancheng decided to answer it, so as not to suffer disaster.
"Actually, the Xilin Guard lost because of no other reason. First of all, it was the venue. This venue was built by the Golden Snake Guard. Few Xilin Guards came, so they are not familiar with the venue."
"Secondly, I saw that the people in the stands shouted too loudly, which mentally disturbed the Xilin Guard and affected the performance of the Xilin Guard officers..."
"Again, the weather is not very good..." After Lu Tiancheng said this, he felt something was wrong. He looked up and saw that the sky was clear and there were not even a few clouds. He had to cough twice in embarrassment and said: " The weather is too good, and the breeze makes the Xilin Guards feel sleepy, which is indeed a great influence."
…
Wang Meihua and Xiong Liguo have arrived at the Zhongyong Hou Mansion. Yang Ruoqing met them in the backyard.
"Madam, when can we go back?"
Wang Meihua is actually a little anxious. She wants to go back and see what is going on in the water village. You know, although she has written a letter and asked capable people to go back and spread the message, the stubborn old people in the water village will not change. Whether he will obey her arrangements or not is still unknown.
But if you don't obey, then Shuizhai will be in a desperate situation.
If they really went to join those water thieves, all their efforts in the capital would be ruined.
"Don't worry, my son has already contacted your water village over there, and any news will naturally reach the capital."
Yang Ruoqing pondered for a moment and continued: "You will stay in the capital for the time being and train with the secret guards for a period of time. Then the emperor will make other arrangements for them."
This is indeed Qi Xingyun's arrangement. He has many things to do, but he still arranged this matter, which shows that he still attaches great importance to the descendants of General Fubo.
Because of this importance, Wang Meihua and Xiong Liguo were unable to leave the capital.
Because attention is kindness, they are all people who know how to repay kindness, and it is impossible to just abandon the stall and run away. This not only conflicts with their principles of life, but also leaves great troubles for their water village, and even leading to their complete destruction.
"Okay, madam, let's continue waiting." Wang Meihua said.
…
Yang Ruoqing had 100% trust in Chen'er herself, so how could a mother not trust her own child.
At this time, in the governor's mansion near the dock by Wuchao Lake, Luo Xingchen was holding a sword and practicing martial arts in the yard.
It has been some time since he returned from Changping Village. A few days ago, he received a letter from his mother, Yang Ruoqing, and learned about the Wangjia Water Village.
Wuchao Lake is extremely vast and is dotted with thousands of islands, large and small. It is not easy to find where the Wangjia Water Village is hidden without someone to guide it.
However, Wang Meihua also sent someone to deliver a message to Shuizhai, and someone there would take the initiative to come to the dock.
The place where this dock is located is where Luo Xingchen organizes and trains his navy. The nearby area has been divided into a military area. Most people are not allowed in, but this dock is different.
There are many fishing villages near the pier, which rely on fishing to make a living, so many ships dock at the pier, so that the business here is developed, and many goods are transferred from here to other areas.
Therefore the dock is not controlled.
"Admiral, my subordinate is back."
A tall man wearing a blue shirt with a short sword hanging from his waist walked into the courtyard with a smile on his face.
"Fengsheng, is there any happy news coming?" Luo Xingchen stopped.
Although he is still young, his body has been growing rapidly. Now he is almost close to the height of an ordinary adult man. He looks more and more handsome like his father Luo Fengtang. At the same time, Yang Ruoqing's softness makes him look more handsome. His temperament is very unique.
"It's not a happy event, it's just that the people from the water village who have been waiting for a long time have arrived." Fengsheng said with a smile.
Fengsheng was one of the secret guards who followed Luo Xingchen to Wuchao Lake. When he left, Luo Xingchen brought a group of secret guards with him.
He doesn't have his own team, so of course he can just use his mother's team.
Fengsheng was the former leader of the secret guards. After he left, Xingyun became the new leader. Previously, Xingyun was the deputy.
"How many people have come to the Wang Family Water Village?" Luo Xingchen raised the corners of his lips.
"Three people came. There weren't many people. I just glanced at them and came to report." Fengsheng said.
"Let me go and see you. After all, it's something my mother told me to do well," Luo Xingchen said.
After changing into a set of formal clothes, Luo Xingchen met the three people from the water village in a meeting hall inside the barracks.
These three people have been waiting for a long time, and the leader is a young man, who is only about seventeen or eighteen years old.
Seeing Luo Xingchen, a trace of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, which soon turned into a look of distrust.
"I am Admiral Luo Xingchen, are you from Wangjia Water Village?" Luo Xingchen said straight to the point.
"We are from Wangjia Water Village. Your Excellency has been an admiral at a young age. You are truly a young talent." said the young leader.
Luo Xingchen felt a little unhappy.
This person from Shuizhai, why don't you come here to pay me a visit? Why do you sound condescending in your words?
How can a small water village dare to have such an attitude?
"Who are you?" Luo Xingchen asked.
"My Excellency, Xiong Liangxiao, this is Jiang'an, Song Dynasty." Xiong Liangxiao said a simple sentence and said hurriedly, "Admiral, where is the food that the imperial court said it would give us?"
"Of course there is food, but you have to meet the court's requirements." Luo Xingchen said calmly.
