Liuhewan is named after a small willow forest beside the Bian River, but few people come here, just because Zhu Wen killed many scholars here. Some people say that every night during the Zhongyuan Festival, there is a faint sound of reading in the forest. Later, a few children drowned here, which confirms the haunted rumors that the military members of Liuhewan usually pile up some feces and garbage here.

A figure was rising and falling in the forest. It was a shirtless boy jumping in the forest. He kicked his legs with his hands and legs behind his back and jumped out six or seven feet away. His posture was a bit funny like a toad. Perhaps only I knew how hard it was.

Although it was getting colder in autumn, Xu Xian was still sweating profusely. The hair on his forehead was stuck in strands of sweat. Beads of sweat were left along his back and soaked his waist with his pants. He still had no intention of stopping. He circled and circled, and whenever he met a black and white beast sitting under a tree gnawing on bamboo, he shouted, "Fifth Circle!"

After jumping like this for ten times, Xu Xian stopped, "How good!" He reached out and rubbed Abao's head. Xu Xian picked up the towel hanging on the tree and wiped off the sweat beads on his head and face, picked up the black jar on the ground and took a few sips. After he breathed well, he jumped gently and grabbed the wooden pole that was crossing between the two trees.

"One...two..." Xu Xian grinned and pulled up. The blue veins on his temples stormed and his face turned red. He worked hard like this to strengthen his body.

It is said that a man splatters blood for five steps when he splatters with anger, but a few days ago, Xu Xian realized that he did not even have the ability to splatter blood for five steps. The feeling of being stepped on his feet and letting the mermaid meat is very shameful and frightened.

When someone puts a sharp blade on his face, no thigh is good. The knife holder will not ask who you have any friendship, and then go to verify before deciding whether to take action.

In this chaotic world of cannibalism, nothing is more realistic than holding power in his own hands. At least when facing insults and threats, he can have the ability and courage to draw his sword.

Abao twisted his slightly fat body and climbed onto the willow tree with its tilted neck. His black agate-like eyes stared at Xu Xian, and his mouth made a whimpering sound like a young dog, as if he was cheering him up.

Bang, with a sudden slight sound, a small black-topped boat approached the shore here. A burly man jumped off the bow and tied the rope to the willow tree. Then two more people came out of the tent, and the three of them headed to the residence of the soldiers together.

When passing by Xu Xian, the three of them stopped and looked at him with interest. Xu Xian also looked at the three of them carefully. The leader was a man in his forties, with big ears on his side, square nose and wide mouth, thick eyebrows and red phoenix eyes on his lying silkworm, two beautiful beards on his lips, and a neatly trimmed black beard under his jaw. He was definitely a handsome man by the standards at this time.

Behind him was a young yellow-faced man with sword eyebrows raised on his temples, with clear edges and angular faces, a firm expression, a beautiful short beard under his jaw, and a soft smile in his eyes.

Although these two men were wearing ordinary shoes and walking, they looked like they had a good background. Behind them was just an ordinary military man, with a black, red, round face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, slightly yellow beard on their lips and scattered beards. They wore a yellow military uniform and had a small dragon stick on their waists. They were tall and burly. They grinned and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Since then, Xu Xian has no good impression of such a rough military man. He is too lazy to pay attention to him and continues to do pull-ups, "…six…seven…seven…”

"Brother, why don't you answer?"

"……eight……"

The handsome old man said, "He is using his body as a stone lock. He is holding his strength, and he may not be able to lift it up as soon as he opens his mouth."

"……Nine……"

Bang! The wooden pole suddenly sounded crisply, and Xu Xian fell to the ground without falling. He staggered a few steps and stopped his body.

Abao was frightened and lying on the tree. He stumbled along the tree and fell to the feet of the old handsome guy. Looking at Abao's clumsy look, the old handsome guy seemed to have seen something and said happily: "Oh, what a silly pig!" He also bent down and picked off the grass leaves on Abao's body, and stroked the dust on his body, "Be good, have you fallen and hurt?" It seemed as if this was his children and grandchildren. Pangda's charm should not be underestimated. This uncle is definitely a hard-core fat fan in later generations.

The young man stepped forward and whispered: "Father is more important to do serious business, this is the only one."

The handsome old man stroked Abao's head and asked without raising his head, "How many more?"

“Four families.”

The handsome old man sighed and said, "I heard Junjuan crying and nagging these days, and I am so terrible for my father. Fu Ying, go for me."

The young man responded and took the Junhan away. Only Xu Xian and the old handsome guy were left in the willow forest. The old handsome guy stroked Abao's not yet faded fluff, "Is this stupid pig yours?"

Xu Xian nodded and replied, "It's mine, but it's not a pig."

"I realized that it was not a pig, but I just called it like that. Well... you probably won't give it to someone."

"You know, ask?"

"Haha..." The handsome old man smiled and stopped talking, squatting on the ground to tease Abao. Abao was not afraid of stretching his claws to play with him.

Xu Xian did several sets of push-ups without the horizontal bar, and used the martial arts he learned in later generations to play with. The handsome old man asked curiously: "What kind of boxing monster you are fighting is beautiful."

A soldier who killed people may have a high combat value, but he generally has never practiced any routines, and in total it was just a few tricks. What they said about martial arts is to stance, hold a stone lock, chop a wooden stake, stab a scarecrow, etc. When it comes to the ornamentality is far less than that of countless seniors in later generations. As for whether there was such a master in ancient times, he was not sure, because he had never seen it.

Xu Xian kicked and said, "Taizu Long Fist!"

"Oh, which Taizu?"

"Teacher Song..." As soon as Xu Xian said something, he knew that he had let go of his words and hurriedly swallowed the following words back into his stomach.

The handsome old man smiled and said, "Young people want to stand out in the army in the future, but it will not work without school. Liu Yu is Emperor Gaozu of Song. But with just your fancy moves, Liu Yu is afraid that he will not be able to become an emperor. There are too many empty tricks, let alone killing enemies in front of the formation, even fighting is not easy."

"I know, this is just a basic skill. In addition to stretching my muscles and bones, it is also a coordination to exercise the body. When I really use it, I have other tricks!"

"If you go to the battle formation, no matter what tricks you do, you will go awry. Three punches are not as good as one arrow, and three arrows are not as good as one knife. If you can't kill one, you will definitely be able to hurt your heart. Go home and bring your father's weapon. Someone teaches you two moves, keeping your battle formation useful and enjoy it for the rest of your life."

Xu Xian replied: "I don't have weapons at home."

The court held the salt and iron wine tightly in his hands. Even a kitchen knife and a hoe were all official, and privately casting weapons was a serious crime of beheading.

"How come there isn't? Could it be that your family is not a military household?"

Xu Xian shook his head and said, "It's not a military household."

Hearing the words, the handsome old man smiled and patted Xu Xian on the shoulder, "Good young man, ambitious! I can teach you without weapons." He said, and broke off two willow branches from the tree and removed the leaves, and handed one of them to Xu Xian, "You just think it is a sword and a gun, come and hit me!"

Xu Xian bowed and said, "Please give me some advice!" After he said that, he raised his hand and tugged at the other party. His arm was only halfway out, and he felt a slight pain in his chest. When he looked down, he had a red mark on his heart.

"Hehe... the two armies are in close contact, life and death are only in one encounter. Whoever takes action will survive. Your move just now was too big. Cutting a person's neck is just a light stroke."

"I thought you wanted to teach Xiaoke some specific moves, but it turned out to be to teach me the fighting philosophy."

"Fighting philosophy? Well, this statement is fresh. The battle formation changes rapidly, so how can there be any moves that can adapt to the changes, otherwise it will restrict your hands and feet."

"Xiao Keshen agrees, what is the second trick you want to teach?"

"The second move is stability. Some new recruits are inevitably panic when they first enter the battle formation. They want to dodge and block when they see someone coming. In fact, they are useless and will only die even worse. What he can do at this time is to pierce his heart before the other party cuts off his head. Any hesitation is a dead end."

"What if he cut off my head before I pierced his heart?"

The handsome old man smiled and said, "That means you are not fast enough! Come and attack me again!"

"Okay! Look at the sword!" Xu Xian said, then raised his hand and stabbed his heart. The handsome guy immediately fought back. Although his movements were not big, they were fast and fierce. The willow branches swept towards Xu Xian's neck with a sharp sound of breaking through the air. If they were pulled tightly, the arteries in the neck would be scattered.

Xu Xian subconsciously raised his neck and rolled over two consecutive times to avoid it. The handsome guy stroked his beard, "Good guy actually avoided it. This fancy move is still useful. But if you do this in the battle formation, even if the military supervisor doesn't cut your head, he will probably be stabbed by the spear behind him and his stomach will be broken."

Xu Xian took a breath and said, "Who said I'm going to join the battle formation?"

"What did you say? Why didn't you go to the battle to practice martial arts?"

"Who said that if you practice martial arts, you will be a soldier? The reason why I practice martial arts is just to make someone trampling on my dignity and have the ability to fight back."

"Dignity is nothing!" The handsome old man threw the willow branch in his hand on the ground in anger. "I was so angry that I thought I had met a good young man who wanted to kill the enemy in front of the battlefield and ruined the good intentions of a certain family in vain."

After he said that, he ignored Xu Xian, walked to the tree and started stroking pandas. Seeing Abao holding the bamboo, he said, "Why don't you give it some delicious food?"

"Bamboo and bamboo shoots are its staple foods. They usually drink milk. If they are bigger, they should eat a little fruit."

"It's easy to support!" He said, holding Abao in his arms and rubbing his beard against his head. "What kind of beast is this?"

"The iron-eating beasts are all traces of them in Guanzhong and Shu, but they are not common in numbers."

"Oh, there are also people in Guanzhong? I just visited Guanzhong a while ago. If I had known it, I would have someone to catch it and play with my children and grandchildren at home."

"You'd better lose your mind. This iron-eating beast is actually a variant of a bear. It's still small and big, it will hurt people."

The handsome old man hugged Abao in front of him and took a closer look, and smiled and said, "It's true! It's just the first time I've seen such a well-behaved bear."

While they were talking, they saw the young man who had just left back. The handsome guy put down Abao, got up and patted his dust and clothes, "Why are you the only one coming back?"

"My son asked him to go home. Anyway, he would have to go back to the camp if he couldn't stay long, so he would let his family reunite for a few days."

"Okay, let's go home too!" The handsome old man took off a jade pendant from his waist and put it on Abao, "Take it to buy some delicious food, don't be greedy by your master."

After saying that, he took the young man to the riverside, and the military man who was carrying the boat said, "Slow down!" As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a thud in the woods. He saw that the young man who was still kicking and punching had already fallen to the ground.

The young man frowned and said, "Is this injured?"

"Hmph! You're probably scared, don't pay attention to him!" He crawled into the tent with a short body, picked up a wine bag and took a few mouthfuls as soon as he sat down, smacked his lips and said, "Comfortable!"

That's right, this handsome guy is Guo Wei, the current Privy Councilor of the Later Han Dynasty, the Grand Tutor and the Shizhong, and is a powerful figure among the top three in the Later Han Dynasty. Although he has been in the current glory, he has suffered a lot since he was a child.

Guo Wei is a second-generation official. His father Guo Jian was once the governor of Shunzhou and was later killed by Liu Rengong, the governor of Youzhou. He fled with his mother at a young age. However, his mother died of illness on the way. Thanks to his aunt who raised him.

At the age of eighteen, he joined the army and became the genital soldier of Li Jitao, the governor of Zelu. After Li Jitao died, he became Li Cunxu's follower of Ma Zhi (personal soldier). Later, he became a subordinate of Liu Zhiyuan. Because he was able to write and calculate and know the art of military affairs, Liu Zhiyuan valued him very much and took him with him wherever he moved to the town. He naturally rose with the flow and gained his current status.

The young man next to him was his adopted son Chai Rong, the nephew of Guo Wei's first wife Chai. Later Tang Zhuangzong Li Cunxu once collected beauties to fill the harem, and this Chai was one of them. After Li Cunxu's death, Li Siyuan sent these women out of the palace to save the cost of the palace.

On the way back home, Chai met the soldier leader Guo Wei. One of the handsome men and beautiful women had been the concubine of Li Cunxu and the other was Li Cunxu's personal soldier. This was a destined fate and we got together now. However, Chai could not give birth to a child and adopted his parents' nephew as his adopted son, so Chai Rong changed his name to Guo Rong, and he never changed it until his death. However, Chai Rong's name was too loud, and he still called Chai Rong in the later text.

"I finally got a few days off. Fu Ying, you can take a few sips." Guo Wei said as he handed the wine bag to Chai Rong. Chai Rong took it and fed it to him and handed it back. "The father didn't have to come in person."

"After that I died after going to the war for my father, I will feel at ease when I go to their house." Guo Wei was a young man and knew how to win over the morale of the army. He was dressed in short clothes and short scarves as the soldiers in marching and fighting. If there were rewards on it, he would be placed in the camp for the soldiers to use. The army was very close to him.

"I'm afraid... the emperor will be unhappy when he finds out."

"Do you think he will be happy if I don't come? I'm afraid he will be unhappy from the day I was ordered to entrust my orphans. Otherwise, the rebellion of the three towns would have ordered me to lead my army to fight. Even afterwards, I would have tried every possible way to test my father, saying, "I dare not ask for it, nor dare to refuse, but Your Majesty's order." Even if he is so wronged, it may not be able to match his wishes. He is a person and I can't control what he wants, and can only do his part. If there is a dissonance in one day, you, my father and son may not ask for these big-headed soldiers to support us."

As the two of them spoke, they heard a noise on the river bank. They opened the window and saw a team of soldiers beating people on the dock. They were quite cruel. Some people were even beaten to death on the spot. Those who were not dead were bleeding and dying.

Guo Wei frowned, and his eyes were filled with anger, "The people of the Imperial Guard are becoming more and more lawless. After urinating for two sips of horses, I don't know who he is. I asked the boat to dock to me."

"Dad, don't worry, you haven't gone to the yamen these days. I'm afraid I don't know that Uncle Shi wants to take advantage of the rebellion in the three towns to rectify the public security in the capital."

"Shi Hongzhao? Just leave this kind of thing to the people in Kaifeng Prefecture to take care of it. He is not afraid that the emperor will be unhappy!"

"My son heard that Uncle Shi's actions were extremely harsh this time, and they were tortures of broken tongue, cramps, and broken feet."

"He has always been like this, but how can this be used on the people!"

"It's better to persuade my father to have a good relationship with Uncle Shi."

"You respect your father. Even if Emperor Gaozu is resurrected, he may not be able to persuade him." Guo Wei picked up his head, "You don't want to be friendly with him, but he is bound to me in everything, and I have no way to do it. He is so unscrupulous that he doesn't even care about the face of the queen mother, and he can't live with those white faces all day long. You are really afraid that one day you will be dragged to death by him!"
Chapter completed!