Be victorious?

If others reason, I will move thickly. If others move thickly, I will become thicker than others. ※Pineapple is small※

This is the purpose of the master. In short, no matter what, you will not suffer any losses...

Cheng Chumo became excited again and missed the other four guys more and more.

This guy suddenly began to blame Li Yun and said in disappointment: "It's all your fault. You have to play any conspiracy. You don't even tell me about your own people in order to hide your weakness, which leads to me being very angry about them leaving Hebei. In the past two years, I often cursed and wrote letters to scold them almost every month. I even tore up my clothes to send them to them, expressing my intention to cut my robe with these four bastards..."

He said this again, and said with a few more disappointments, "I didn't expect to blame them for wrongly, and it would be embarrassing to meet in the future."

Li Yun smiled and encouraged him, "What's wrong with being embarrassed? At worst, you can do a battle. You guys like fighting the most, I guess they can't beat you now."

"Fight? This is reliable!"

Cheng Chumo suddenly felt energetic and laughed strangely: "Since Old Man Zhai came to Hebei, my martial arts skills are a thousand miles a day. If those four bastards can come back, I promise one of them can beat them four."

Li Yun glared at him and said unhappily: "Why are you calling for Old Man Zhai? That's for my master! According to the seniority in the sect, you have to call him Master."

Cheng Chumo didn't care and rolled his eyes and said, "Don't you call him Old Man Zhai every day? He also likes us to call him Old Man Zhai. Once I called him Master, but he scolded me."

Li Yun sighed helplessly and said, "Old Man Zhai's temper is getting weirder. Recently, he likes to stay with the children. He said he wants to help me teach my younger generation of disciples, but I always feel that he likes to play with the children. Old man Zhai is an example."

Cheng Chumo suddenly chuckled and said, "I think he has a unique purpose, and is clearly helping you choose a wife. This old man has a unique vision. Once he finds the beauty, he will immediately open the person out of the house, and then he will re-invent the young girl's seniority. For example, the young master Baoer used to call me senior brother, but now I call her uncle, and her seniority is just like you, and she has become the adopted daughter of Old Man Zhai."

As he said that, he smiled wickedly again, raised three fingers and continued, "In less than two years, the old man took over three adopted daughters. This is not considered Master A Yao, otherwise he would just make up four beauties."

Li Yun turned his head angrily, his face twitched, "What are the four beauties? I think they are gathering a table of mahjong. This old man Zhai must hide in the future as his teacher."

"You don't need to hide!"

Cheng Chumo winked and said, "The old man went to the grassland and said he wanted to talk to the high priest about your adult life and Guan, and was preparing to hold a grand ceremony and let you marry seven or eight wives. Princess Linglong seemed particularly concerned about this matter, and my sister was unwilling to fall behind. There was also the daughter of Lu Chushui who surrounded Old Man Zhai and asked questions all day long. The three of them followed Old Man Zhai to the grassland, and they probably wouldn't come back for a while."

Li Yun suddenly felt very relaxed and breathed a sigh of relief: "That's best, how many days can you relax for your teacher?"

As he said that, his eyes suddenly lit up and he clapped his hands and said, "If I want to hand over the Emperor's Sword, I must go to Chang'an and step down as the chief marching officer of Hebei Road. I have to pay the seal letter to the Ministry of War in person..."

Cheng Chumo was stunned for a moment, suddenly reacted and subconsciously said, "Master, do you want to go to Chang'an, right?"

“That’s exactly that!”

Li Yun's eyes shining and nodded, "I am eighteen years old and I have to ask my elders to preside over the ceremony of Guan. This matter must be a close relative, and a man. Although my mother is a noble high priest of the grassland, she is not qualified to hold Guan for me. The same is true for Old Man Zhai. He is only an elder of the master, not a close relative of the bloodline."

Cheng Chumo was stunned for a moment and said, "You can only reach the crown at the age of twenty. Master, you are only eighteen years old now. Do you have to hide in Chang'an for two years and hold it in until you are twenty before coming out of the mountain?"

Li Yun smiled and pretended to be squinted: "I am quite young, so I have always claimed to be eighteen years old. In fact, I am already twenty years old and can win the championship anytime and at any time."

Listening to this is clearly nonsense.

Cheng Chumo rolled his eyes immediately and said, "So, I have to be as good as the disciple. I have a beard on my face. Those who don't know thought I was thirty years old. Those junior brothers and sisters in the sect never want to call me brother..."

Li Yun laughed loudly, waved his hand directly at Cheng Chumo, and said, "Since that's the case, we won't delay. Let's set off now and head straight to the Chang'an imperial capital."

Cheng Chumo's eyes lit up, and he was obviously very moved, but he still pretended to be calm and composed: "Would it be too hasty? Wang Jue's itinerary must be reported in advance."

In fact, this guy missed homesickly. When Li Yun said he was going back to Chang'an, he was already excited.

Li Yun laughed again, suddenly reached out and grabbed Cheng Chumo's arm, then suddenly bounced under his feet, jumped up and drifted towards the surface of the Yellow River by riding the wind.

As soon as the water in the river rolled, a big turtle exposed its back. Li Yun grabbed Cheng Chumo and stood steadily on the back of the big turtle, clearly taking the big turtle from the water to Chang'an.

Cheng Chumo was so excited that he was so excited, but this guy still wanted to pretend to be calm and said, "Master, you are the king of lords. Wang Jue is not allowed to leave the fiefdom easily. You have to report to the court first..."

At this moment, I heard the sound of horse hooves on the shore, but I saw a group of warriors running towards me and shouted at the river from afar: "Your Majesty, I just received a letter from the commander of the Hundred Cavalry in Chang'an. Your Majesty has an order to ask you to reply quickly. It is about digging the Yellow River. Your Majesty must know everything. Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, Your Highness, you stop, your mount is swimming too fast..."

Above the Yellow River, the big turtle rides the wind and waves. Li Yun laughs loudly and says to Cheng Chumo, who is stunned on his face: "Did you hear me? Your Majesty wants me to reply!"

"Such handsome!"

Cheng Chumo said excitedly, and opened his mouth and said, "It is no better to reply to the letter by sending a letter from a bird. With this excuse, the master can go to Chang'an without reporting."

The master and apprentice looked at each other and laughed loudly. The hundreds of riders on the shore were confused. Unfortunately, their war horses could not catch up with the speed of the big turtle, and were gradually thrown behind and finally could not catch up again.

The sound of the Yellow River is surging, and there is a wind whistling on the shore. Suddenly, a heroic laughter came from the wind and said slowly: "At the young man was fifteen or twenty, he took the Hu horse riding on foot. He was worried that he was powerful and shocked the world. He often went to the Yellow River to take fishing. He curled up for two years and watched coldly. He was not allowed to enter the game. The big roll rode the wind one day and went to Chang'an to the main canal."

The river wind whistles, the poetry is heroic, and the hundreds of riders on the shore listen with their ears, and everyone can hear that it is King Zhao's long smile.

Your Highness actually went to Chang'an...

...

There was a Baiqisi who was familiar with poetry and quickly explained the meaning of the poem to everyone: "Your Highness has been curled up in Hebei Road for two years, and is preparing to go back to Chang'an alone. Two years ago, he was a young man, and there were many inconveniences in doing things, but your Highness is now adult and can finally do something big."

"Don't we understand bullying? Do you need to curl up? Your Highness is obviously generous! He doesn't like to compete with the old men in the court, so he has been buried in Hebei Road in the past two years without caring about the world, but Your Highness has never been afraid of anyone? No one in the world can scare you..."

Several hundred cavalry officers next to him were very excited and rode on horseback and looked into the distance. Someone suddenly pointed to a place on the shore and said with admiration: "Did you see, it's the battlefield of the Yellow River. At that time, millions of Turkic cavalry were stopped by His Highness alone, and they rushed into the army with two horses. The Turkic Khan Jie Li was killed by His Highness here."

"It turns out to be here. Let's go and pay tribute. We, the Hundred Riders, are stationed on Hebei Road, and are busy every day like a turtle grandson. His Highness runs in the fields every day, and we have become farmers who farm. If this continues, I will forget that I am a warrior and must go to the place where His Highness fights to pay tribute."

"Go together!"

A group of hundreds of cavalrymen screamed and headed towards the will of the Yellow River battlefield.

On the Yellow River, a big turtle broke through the waves and walked forward. Li Yun grabbed Cheng Chumo as if he was riding on the wind and stepped on the river. He looked like an immortal.

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Chapter completed!