"No, I'm not." Xie Nanchu quickly retorted.

Then, both sides fell into silence.

Xie Nanchu: Why are you so stupid?

Song Yunuan: The male god is so cute! I really want to hug him! Why is the male god so cute?

Yu Nuan blinked, pretending to be pitiful, and whispered: "Isn't it?"

Xie Nanchu put aside his words, but he had not forgotten that this person was sick and called Song Yujin's name.

He is silent, he does not speak.

"No, you are, you are Xie Nanchu!" Yu Nuan said firmly.

Lan Xing, who was following Song Yunuan: "..."

She really didn't want to hear their "yes" or "no" questions.

Don't you think it's boring? The master doesn't have a disguise, anyone who is not blind can recognize him, okay?

The master did the same, coaxing Her Royal Highness as if she were a fool.

Unexpectedly, Xie Nanchu actually saluted Song Yunuan and said, "Your Highness, you may have mistaken the person."

Song Yunuan: Shit! You don’t even have this honorific. Is it fake? Is it fake?

However, there was a sad look on his face, but he pretended to be strong, "Forget it, I think this general admitted the wrong person. How is your training going?"

"Your Highness, it's very good. Everyone is working hard."

He handed the spear to the young soldier who came over and said.

What he practiced with was not a spear or a gilded fan, but a nine-section whip and a short dagger.

The gilt fan is still in the hands of this little girl. Of course, she herself definitely doesn't know it.

Of course Yu Nuan doesn't know, she only knows that this guy is as good as ever and doesn't know what modesty is.

"Really? Then I'll go and see what the result will be." She herself has high expectations for the commando team, and naturally hopes that they can live up to their trust.

Xu Wen occasionally comes to make soy sauce, and he happened to be there that day.

Yu Nuan reached for his fan, threw it to Xie Nanchu, and said, "Come and try this fan."

With that said, she drew out the soft sword from her waist, intending to have a duel with Xie Nanchu.

Xu Wen had no choice but to stop everyone around him. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. It was always good to study more.

Xie Nanchu really didn't want to use the fan because he was worried that he would be exposed.

So he stepped back and said, "Your Highness, I don't know how to use a fan."

"You don't need to be very good at it. You can practice it if you have a little knowledge. Xu Wen's fan is a rare weapon. Make good use of it. If you practice well, I will go back and ask Xu Wen to make a better fan for you.

"

She attacked directly without hesitation.

It was impossible for Xie Nanchu to stand stupidly with his fan in front of the soft sword. There really was no damage at all.

Although it is slightly inferior to his gilded fan, it is still a good weapon.

The two of them were fighting so vigorously that Xie Nanchu was too lazy to hide it unconsciously.

In real terms, Song Yunuan's martial arts will be slightly inferior to Xie Nanchu's, but Xie Nanchu has shown off, so that the two are evenly matched. Even so, Xie Nanchu's martial arts is particularly amazing, and he is qualified for the martial arts of the Thousand Commanders.

of.

Yu Nuan also indirectly tested Xie Nanchu.

"Your fan is pretty good." Song Yunuan took the handkerchief handed over by Lan Xing, wiped her sweat and said with a smile.

The depression in her heart was almost gone with this sparring session.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness." Can it be wrong? He mainly uses fans.

Of course, his dagger and nine-section whip are not bad either.

From the day his family was destroyed, he had no intention of using the fan.

Wearing a red round-neck robe, a red headband, a gilt fan and an arrogant smile are already standard equipment for the heir of the Xie family. Since he no longer has that identity, there is no need to pick up those things again.

"If you like it, I will find a good fan for you another day."

Xie Nanchu shook his head and refused, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness. I still like to use daggers and nine-section whips."

This result was also within Yu Nuan's expectation.

The boy in red, the angry horse in bright clothes, really can't go back.

"Okay, you can see for yourself. By the way, I don't know your name yet."

Xie Nanchu held his hand again and said, "My name is Jia Ming."

Yu Nuan: "..." The male god is really perfunctory, Jia Ming, pseudonym.

Xie Nan saw Yu Nuan's expression for the first time, so he said again: "Your Highness, this is Xibeijia, Jin Mingming."

Jin Mingming~

"Your parents will really give you a name." Yu Nuan said with a dry laugh.

Xie Nanchu raised his eyes calmly, probably guessing that Song Yunuan already knew that this was a fake name.

But that's not important. Even if something happens in the future, there is nothing wrong with Jia Ming's pseudonym.

If she insisted on saying that she was Xie Nanchu, she would be beaten to death if she refused to admit it, and she couldn't do anything to herself.

"Okay, you can be a centurion for the time being."

When everyone heard this, they were in an uproar. How long did it take for him to rise from a little soldier to a centurion?

But their strength is there, who among them dares to challenge them?

Unexpectedly, Mu Xi said again: "If any of you are unconvinced, you can challenge your centurion. As long as you win, you can be that centurion. Of course, the premise is that it doesn't matter whether you are a centurion or a tenthurion."

, you must obey orders.”

When everyone heard this, some of them were really unconvinced, so they stepped forward to challenge Xie Nanchu.

A smile appeared on Xie Nanchu's handsome face. It was Yu Nuan's familiar, disdainful and contemptuous smile.

It's not that Yu Nuan is talking big, no one here is Xie Nanchu's opponent.

As far as his talent is concerned, anything he says about the centurion is an insult to him.

Just wait a little longer.

Not only those who challenged Xie Nanchu, but also the newly elected centurions were basically challenged.

Yu Nuan was quite happy to hear about this incident.

She stayed there for a while and then left.

She is thinking about one thing.

It is quite a distance to Jishan from the west. If you are riding a horse, you must have enough food and grass. This is another huge project.

Horses are necessary, they have to pull things.

But wouldn't it be a good thing if we could sharply reduce this number of horses?

After she returned, she entered the palace and went to the palace to find Song Qinghuan.

"What?! You want to build a bicycle?" Song Qinghuan felt that this fellow countryman might be better than him.

She hadn't even thought about it.

"No, old girl, haven't you ever thought that although this bicycle can reduce losses, in case of an enemy attack, the bicycle will be really disadvantageous."

"A horse can know the road, but can your bicycle?"

Yu Nuan shook her head.

"People can shoot arrows while sitting on a horse, but can you do it on a bicycle?"

Yu Nuan shook her head again.

"So bicycles have great disadvantages."

Song Qinghuan said to Song Yunuan very seriously.
Chapter completed!