During the Song Dynasty, sumo wrestling was the most mainstream sport, favored by high-ranking officials and common people. There was even women's sumo wrestling, which even attracted the emperor to come out of the palace to watch. In addition to private commercial activities, Even officials often hold sumo competitions, known as "terrace wrestling".
The two of them didn't strip down to their briefs like sumo wrestlers. They were just naked from the waist up, and their lower bodies were still wearing clothes and belts.
Two strong men with strong physiques and strong backs were standing naked in front of the tent, making a tiger-like posture and facing each other.
At this time, there were already soldiers from three levels inside and three levels outside. They were pointing and guessing at the two people on the scene, and some good guys cheered loudly.
"Which one of them do you think will win?" a soldier asked, rubbing his hands at the cheering companion next to him.
His companion glanced at him, as if looking at a fool, "Are you afraid of being like Shi Lezhi? Who do you think will win between them?"
"I guess our Han Dutou will win. Although Wang Tongzhi's tiger is equally strong, he is still young after all..." the soldier analyzed seriously.
"Yes, yes, you guessed it right. You should also...please stay away from me. I'm afraid that being with you will lower my IQ."
The companion leaned to the side in disgust, do you still want to guess?
One is an enemy of thousands of people in the army, and the other is a young man who has not yet reached the championship. You still have to guess and analyze...
Wang Zhi could no longer hear what others were talking about. His mind was entirely focused on the copper-colored body in front of him. The ferocious scars were destructive and oppressive, reflecting the image of iron and blood intertwined, which was terrifying. Let Wang Erlang yearn for it.
"drink!"
Wang Erlang exerted force under his feet and stepped out a handful of loess, like a wild bull charging with its horns.
Han Shizhong also shouted "Hello", but did not dodge or perform any other skillful moves, such as bumping headlong into the furious Ox King.
As soon as they fought, a muffled sound came from the two of them, and they both felt as if they had hit a boulder as hard as iron. The two of them crossed their arms and stared at each other, the loess under their feet creaked but they did not give in an inch.
"good!"
"Okay! Okay...well done to the Wang family tiger!"
There were cheers and cheers from all around. I thought it was a one-sided fight, but unexpectedly it turned out to be evenly matched. Everyone couldn't help but sigh, it's true that a hero comes from a young age, and in time, he will become an enemy of ten thousand people!
Among them, the most shocking thing was the father and son Wang Zhen and Wang Xun. Thinking back to the day of the expedition two years ago, this silly boy was not very tall. He was crying and following behind them with a runny nose, holding his thigh and begging not to leave. Two years passed in the blink of an eye, and the Slug had become the mainstay, and could rival Han Shizhong, the most brave general in the army.
It seems that I made the wrong choice back then, and the two civil and military brothers went astray...
"boom!"
At this moment, the field suddenly changed. Han Shizhong took a step back and pressed down hard. Wang Zhi lost his balance and knelt down on one knee, creating a deep hole in the loess.
Han Shizhong took advantage of the victory and pursued him. He held his neck and pressed hard, but he could not be knocked down. Wang Zhi's face turned purple, but he did not let go. He tightly held his thighs and tried to get up and knock him down.
"Okay, that's it!"
Just when the two people continued to be in a stalemate, and no one could do anything to the other, an order full of majesty and unquestionable was given, and the two gradually separated.
"Abba!"
Wang Zhi saw the figure of the person who gave the order, and excitement appeared on Jiang Zi's face. He stepped forward and opened his arms to hug you, but Wang Zhen stopped him with his hand, "Zhuzi, this is the first time Han has seen you not being serious with you when you are young. You're still embarrassed, aren't you? Why don't you admit defeat to Han Dutou and apologize?"
Wang Zhi's face froze, but when he saw Han Shizhong's face not blushing and his heart not beating, he agreed with his father's statement in his heart, and clasped his fists and said: "Han Dutou is brave and invincible, but he is not as good as this kid. I am convinced."
"Hey~"
Han Shizhong waved his hand and said boldly: "Brother Wang, you don't have to be like this. From the moment you take a step back, a certain family has already lost. If you are not as skilled as others, you lose. There is no need for others to look up to you. If a certain family can win, it can also afford to lose. "
As soon as Han Shizhong said this, the winner was applauded. Although sumo wrestling is about technique, a brave man in the army is invincible. If you take a step back, you lose. Even if you win physically, you still lose mentally.
Unexpectedly, this boy could really win over the ten thousand enemy Han Shizhong. The surrounding soldiers looked at Wang Erlang with respect in their eyes.
Strong men have been admired since ancient times.
In Wang Zhi's heart, he had a great impression of this famous general who was not proud of his meritorious service and was forthright and unpretentious. As expected, those who can leave their names in history are all first-rate heroes.
"Thanks to Han Dutou for treating me like a brother, that boy recognizes you as my eldest brother."
"I've met Brother Han!"
Wang Erlang clasped his fists again, and Han Shizhong couldn't help but be stunned by his ability to climb along the pole. If I call him 'little brother', do you recognize him as elder brother?
However, he also had a good impression of this young man who was as brave as himself, so he didn't hesitate and said in return: "Brother Wang!"
"Haha... Brother Han and I hit it off as soon as we met, as if we had known each other in the previous life. Brother, you can follow me into the city, and I will take you to Bianjing City to have a good time and taste the most delicious dishes in the world, the most fragrant. liquor."
Wang Erlang climbed to the top along the pole and directly took Han Shizhong's arm, not even paying attention to his father and brother beside him.
"Brother Wang, this..." Han Shizhong was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to say.
"Nonsense!"
"The plague has not yet been eliminated. If all the soldiers enter the city and someone is infected with the plague, the consequences will be disastrous. You think your father has lived too long, right?"
Wang Zhen was furious on the sidelines. He didn't know whether he was angry that Wang Zhi was ignorant or that his son, whom he hadn't seen for several years, ran into someone else's arms...
Wang Zhi straightened his chest and said: "Oh, Dad, you didn't know that the plague is gone before you enter the city today. It was wiped out by your son."
"What did you say? The plague is gone?"
Wang Zhen, like Wang Xun, automatically filtered out the following words, focusing only on the four words 'the plague is gone'.
As soon as these words came out, the soldiers who had dispersed around them all gathered around again, and they were all surprised and suspicious.
"Yes, Dad, you will know just by sending someone to the government office to inquire. The city gate will not be closed today. You can go in directly now."
Wang Zhen saw that his son did not look like a fake, and then turned to look at Wang Gui, who was like a transparent man behind him. When Wang Gui nodded, he no longer hesitated and immediately sent two people on horseback to the city to find out the details.
"Don't leave until the news is verified!"
Wang Zhen warned Wang Erlang with stern eyes, and after he responded repeatedly, he turned around and entered the camp.
"Brother Han, please go and do your work first. I'll find you later."
After Wang Zhi and Han Shizhong separated, he pulled his brother and asked, "Where is the promised baby?"
When Wang Xun took him to the racecourse and saw the pure white horse, Wang Erlang's eyes widened.
"Brother, is this for me?"
Seeing Wang Xun nodding, Wang Erlang gave him a passionate death hug, "Brother, you are really my biological brother!"
"Cough cough cough..."
Wang Xun's scalp was numb from being strangled by him, "If you don't let go, my eldest brother will be sent away by you."
Wang Zhi let go and stepped forward to gently stroke the white horse's mane.
"Why is it so short?" Wang Zhi asked, looking at the 'big white horse' that was no taller than himself when it raised its head.
Wang Xun said angrily: "This horse is not yet mature. Who would have thought that you would soar so high in the past two years?"
In his mind, his younger brother was still an immature bastard, so he specially selected a white horse that was underage for him. Unexpectedly, this horse had grown taller than himself in just two years. , who could have guessed this?
"It's not yet an adult. It's better not to be an adult. If you take good care of it, you might be able to run wildly. But once you become an adult, it will be fixed and it won't be easy to take care of." Wang Erlang sighed with deep understanding.
"Are you ordering me?"
"No, no, brother, don't fight, hey, don't fight..."
The two brothers were chasing and fighting each other on the racecourse. One was tall and the other was skinny. It seemed like two years ago. The difference was...the tall one became the younger brother, while the skinny one became the elder brother.
…
"Brother Han, what do you think of Fan Lou?"
When it got dark, Wang Erlang did not accompany his father and brother home. Instead, he hugged Han Shizhong, who was also tall and strong, and appeared in the most prosperous restaurant in the most prosperous area of Bianjing City.
“It’s truly a paradise on earth!”
Han Powu, who was born in a poor place in Shaanxi, had never seen such an exquisite and luxurious place. He stood in the courtyard and inspected the five pavilions that looked like the residence of gods, as if Grandma Liu had entered the Grand View Garden.
"Brother Wang laughed." Han Shizhong, who felt that he was losing his composure, raised his hands to Wang Zhi beside him and said with a smile.
"Haha, Brother Han is really serious. How can I make fun of him? Come on, let's go upstairs."
Wang Zhi said, taking Han Shizhong's arm and heading towards the East Tower. Now that he was considered a high-ranking official, naturally he could no longer go to the North Tower to hang out with the students.
Just like the speed at which the epidemic started to spread, from the end of the court meeting to the evening, all the people in the city learned the news that the plague had been eradicated in just half a day. Then, the entire Bianjing city was boiling, with every household hanging red lanterns and lighting big firecrackers. , there was an endless stream of visiting relatives and friends, and the young ladies and the young wives all put on new clothes and went out to breathe the fresh air and embrace the beauty of rejuvenation of all things.
In an instant, Bianjing City returned to the original Bianjing City, as if nothing happened this week.
Living is the greatest happiness.
Wang Zhi laughed and said hello to everyone he met. No matter he knew them or not, no matter they were dignitaries or geishas, they all exchanged a few familiar words. These days, he was really frustrated. .
On the battlefield, Han Dadu, a ten thousand enemy who stood in the way of gods and killed gods and Buddhas to kill Buddhas, was behind him and returned the gift obediently. He had no choice but to give Wang Erlang a gift when he was greeted by others.
But he seemed to be enjoying it, and he was even more polite when meeting the geishas. His eyes were slightly narrowed, and the smile on his face never stopped.
"Come on, Brother Han, sit down."
Being led into a noblely decorated box by a servant, Wang Erlang greeted Han Shizhong to take a seat. Wang Gui did not follow him this time, but stood waiting outside the door. After all, he was only Wang Zhi's attendant, and they were all thinking about it with Xiucai. The relationship is between brothers, and there is not much emphasis on it, but it is inconvenient for him to attend a formal banquet with guests.
"Shou Mei Four Pots, the dishes look good, not too plain."
Wang Erlang still ordered dishes in the same old way. The waiter nodded and was about to retreat when Wang Zhi called out to him, "Look for two good-looking bartenders."
