Chapter 144 He has a not-so-famous apprentice... Yue Fei

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More than just a good knife,

Although the front end of Zhao Shi's sword was broken due to hitting garlic, it is still a famous brand after all, and it is made of 5Cr or other stainless steel. Although I dare not say that it can still maintain the same performance as a bronze sword against the weapons of the early Northern Song Dynasty.

A crushing force, but the comparison effect is still surprising enough.

Bah

A soldier looked at the leather armor on his chest in disbelief. One moment, really, just one moment, just like Dove, he was cut open. He was so shocked that he couldn't care less about the pain and couldn't help but stare.

He said brightly: "Good knife."

"Good knife."

It’s not just this soldier,

In other words,

There is no such soldier. Although they are now being slashed with kitchen knives, as warriors, they are born with a heartfelt obsession with sharp things. Now that they see such a good knife, let alone being attacked.

There are even some soldiers who specially put their swords over to let the other party chop them.

The young man's face was full of surprise, and he always accepted everyone who came. He held a kitchen knife in his hand, and as if he was brave enough to chop off one, two, and two, in the blink of an eye, he chopped all over the ground.

Zhao Shi frowned slightly, but he was not that confident about this knife that could break even a slap of garlic. However, the young man was killing him step by step through the door, and Zhao Shi could not make a sound.

until……

"stop."

A somewhat trembling, but irrefutable voice sounded. Not to mention the besieging soldiers, even the young warrior who was slashing at Zhenghuan subconsciously stopped, and then an old man walked out of the door.

An old man with dark skin and majestic appearance.

The old man first glared fiercely at the soldiers who were killed in front of the gate, then glared at the steward, and finally said to Zhao Shi with a smile: "I didn't know that your husband was coming, and I missed your welcome from afar. I beg for atonement."

Zhao Shi couldn't help but grin,

Don’t know?

However, Wang Deyong was old and had made many meritorious deeds. Zhao Shi didn't care about it, so he could only bow and return the greeting: "I accidentally dropped the kitchen knife on my waist. I don't know why it fell there."

The hands of a young man, please forgive me of the old general."

careless,

Somehow it fell into the hands of a young man?

Wang De tugged hard with the corners of his dark lips. You are so young, but you are so shameless. Then he smiled and said: "Young gentleman is joking. It is true that I did not treat you well. It is normal for your husband to get angry."

"How can this junior be angry? It's because the old general actually came out to greet us in person, which makes this junior unbearable."

"There, there."

"..."

Zhao Shi was arguing with Wang De here, one old and one young, and he felt that he was very low-key. However, this scene fell on the people not far away who had avoided it early, and even the soldiers around him. In the eyes of the steward, it was too much

Somewhat stunned.

"Who is this young gentleman?"

"You know, the officials all allowed the old general to go to the palace without bowing because he was old, but this young man made the old general bend his back more than a dozen times."

"It's terrible, this young man must not come. And, to be honest, when I was standing next to him, I felt an aura of luxury and wealth rushing towards my face. It was really...

"

nonsense,

The young man glared fiercely at the middle-aged scribe who was speaking, then hesitated for a moment, then walked up to Zhao Shi with a kitchen knife, and took advantage of Zhao Shi to stab Wang De with a sly knife. Holding the kitchen knife in both hands, he bowed.

Shen said: "The villain Zhou Tong would like to thank the officials for lending me the sword."

Zhao Shi didn't care at all,

He waved his hand and was about to ask Er Niang to put away the knife, but suddenly he was startled and turned his head: "Are you Zhou Tong?"

Zhou Tong was a little surprised, but also a little confused: "Does the official know the villain?"

Zhao Shi shook his head,

He doesn't know Zhou Tong, and even this Zhou Tong may not be that Zhou Tong. However, if this Zhou Tong is that Zhou Tong, then he should have an apprentice who is not very famous...

Yue Fei,

Yue Pengju.

interesting,

Zhao Shi couldn't help but look at them two more times, and then motioned to Erniang to get the knife. Unexpectedly, Wang De, an eighty-year-old man, snatched the knife away with a strong force, but he had just snatched away the knife.

Suddenly, the knife was in the hands of Er Niang again. Er Niang was not that interested in the magic weapon, but Zhao Shi said...

Let her get the knife.

Wang Deyong,

Zhou Tong,

Even Di Yong's pupils shrank at the same time, in disbelief, and then even looked at Er Niang with some fear. Wang De slowly closed his open mouth, then turned to Zhao Shi and cupped his hands: "I am not here to seize the opportunity."

Knife, it’s just that this knife is so sharp that I can’t help but want to take a closer look?”

Then you should have told me earlier!

What kind of knife are you grabbing?

Aren't you afraid of being chopped down by your second mother when you grab a knife?

Zhao Shi glanced at him with disgust, then turned around and motioned to Er Niang to give him the knife. Although Er Niang looked dull, she also knew that the old man had no good intentions, so she reminded her seriously: "You can only look at sixty

breathe."

Wang Deyong's breath suddenly stopped. How could he, a dignified minister, be threatened by a little lady: "Okay, I will only give it back to the little lady after fifty breaths." As he said this, Wang Deyong stretched out his hands.

He took the knife, and as expected, he only looked down for fifty breaths before returning it to Er Niang, sighing: "Although this knife is small, the craftsmanship is exquisite. I just don't know how Lang Jun made it?"

Obviously,

As a privy envoy, he not only likes magical weapons, but also wants to gain something from them, but it's a pity...

"I don't know either."

Zhao Shi really didn't know, so he stepped forward and took Wang Deyong's arm and walked toward the door. His back hurt from the piercing eyes outside the door. Wang Deyong opened his mouth, obviously he also knew something about Zhao Shi.

According to rumors, it was just difficult for him to ask questions, so he was supported by Zhao Shi obediently. Then he walked in and asked, "Do you want Official Di Qing to be reinstated?"

Zhao Shi nodded,

He has two completely different views on civil and military affairs: "General Di and General Wang are the two backbones of the martial arts of the Song Dynasty. Once you fall, the martial arts of the Song Dynasty will probably never be saved again."

Wang Deyong trembled,

Firstly, he didn't expect Zhao Shi to speak so directly and sincerely, and secondly... "Although Lang Jun praised me and made me happy, but Di Qing may be the backbone of the martial arts, but I... I am just a person who lives his whole life.

They're just a dying man who hasn't been on the battlefield much."

This is true,

Wang Deyong was actually a very powerful general. When he was seventeen years old, he went to the battlefield with his father. He chopped off thirteen heads of Xixia with one sword, and led thousands of Song troops to capture thirty to forty thousand Xixia livestock. Xixia livestock

It's more valuable than human life, but after this...

Because of his majestic appearance, he was as white as jade below his neck and as black as carbon above his neck. Civil servants thought he looked like Zhao Kuangyin, so they asked him to command the army, fearing that something unspeakable would happen. From then on, he never went to the battlefield again.

There wasn't even a hearty fight.

but,

Zhao Shi really didn't praise him. Although he never made any military exploits in his life, and was even considered by many to be a civil servant, he was still a banner for the military. As long as he was still alive, even...

Di Qing has been staring at him. It is difficult to say that Di Qing's death in March next year and his death in February next year are not related.

And after he and Di Qing both passed away, Wu Ren had no hope at all. Since he couldn't see hope, he would naturally wait for death, covet life and fear death, and save his life and settle down. Naturally, his combat effectiveness would become worse day by day.

In the end, he was reduced to the point where he couldn't even defeat a group of bandits.

From the perspective of civil servants, Zhao Shi hid his importance to warriors and even tried to make them mistakenly think that he wanted to help Di Qing because of Di Yunfan. However, in fact, he had not changed from the beginning: "I want to

Set up a flag in the court for the warriors."

Wang Deyong trembled,

Why did he let his disciples tell Di Yong that as long as Zhao Shi came to visit, he would be free twelve hours a day? Why, Zhao Shi went to visit Han Qi first, and he would want to stay behind closed doors, or just feel that

Zhao Shi initially valued martial arts, but he was actually pretending to be a warrior, so was he a little angry?

Who would have thought…

without any hesitation,

Wang De grabbed Zhao Shi's collagen-filled hand with his old hands: "What do you want me to do? How to do it?"

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Chapter completed!