Chapter 570

The imperial staff also congratulated Wang Yang in the wine. After Wang Daqingzhong drank three glasses of wine, he couldn't help but grin at Ma Shang, and said in a very bad mood.

"I didn't expect you to be so happy with Madam Xiao, how about you, Mr. Wang, who would write a letter to His Majesty and let Madam Xiao, stay with Mr. Wang to make achievements in the northwest border?"

"...Sir, don't make trouble. Our family sincerely wishes you a promotion. Don't think that our family is bad, sir." Xiao Ma Shang almost burst into tears. How could he not cheat people like this?

"By the way, what about you two, do you want to go back or stay here?" He didn't bother paying attention to this instantly cowardly guy, and his eyes fell on Wu Qilang and Ling Zong.

"I won't go back, I will be wherever you are, my son." Wu Qilang said without hesitation.

Ling Zong drained the wine in the glass in one sip and nodded. "The young one doesn't go back. Anyway, the three mothers and grandparents and uncles are taking care of each other. There is no need for me, a big man, to worry about it."

"Don't promise to be so happy. You two should think about it first, and wait a few days before telling me your answer. But then, after you captured Xiao Liang, you may have rewards for you people in the court, but you don't know what it is."

"Young master, aren't you kidding? Can we have it?" Ling Zong and Wu Qilang looked at each other with disbelief.

Xu Zhao fell beside him and spoke first. "This is natural. Even if you are just a white-clothed person and have made such great contributions, maybe it is very likely that you will be able to become an official and have the opportunity to join the army."

"We? We can be generals even if we are the two of us?" Ling Zong pointed to his nose and then pointed to Wu Qilang beside him, his face full of disbelief.

"Why, are you unwilling to do it or do you think you are too capable and don't have the courage to be a person?" Wang Yang, who was still in a bad mood, couldn't help but roll his eyes and complained fiercely.

Wu Qilang, who is familiar with the temper of the old driver, quickly shook his head quickly. "How is it possible? Young Master and Brother Ling are both trained by you by your own hands. Of course, there will be no problem in working as a general. But we think if we two brothers become officials, wouldn't there be no one around you? You said yes."

After hearing Wu Qilang's bullshit, Master Wang's mood improved a little and waved his hand. "Don't worry, I'll be happy for you to be successful. As for whether I lack people around me, you two don't have to worry about it."

"There are also a large group of brothers in Yihonglou and Cuju Society. Well... I should be asking if anyone is willing to go to this fortified land to make achievements."

"However, if you join the army, I heard that you have to tattoo your face..." Ling Zong couldn't help but hesitate.

"That's just a bunch of soldiers. Like us, we are also military positions. Look at our faces, and those generals like the Northwest Army. Who has the faces of the tattoo?" Xu Zhao couldn't help but blanched at this guy.

I have been in the border area for so long, but I still haven't understood what kind of people can tattoo and what kind of people can't tattoo. I really admire this guy.

"I, Lao Ling, don't know so many twists and turns. As long as I don't have a tattoo, I can consider it. Otherwise, my name as the most handsome man in the old Ling family will be broken. At that time, my yellow-faced woman will have to make trouble with me." Ling Zong touched the flesh on his face, and his narcissistic look almost made Master Wang spray out the fine wine he had just drunk.

"Well... After all, the appearance of your old Ling family is really not good." Wu Qilang looked at Ling Zong with a serious look before commenting, which made Yipian laugh and overturned the earth.

"Okay, don't make any noise, um... Ling Zong, you said this, just wake me up." Wang Yang narrowed his eyes and turned around in admiration, making the group of people eating and drinking freely.

"Okay, you guys keep eating. I'm full. It's time to go and reply to His Majesty with a good letter." Wang Yang ate the mutton rib in his hand, and after sucking cheers of Chinese and American wine, he rushed towards the study excitedly.

The people who were confused were left behind. "What is your young master doing? He looked excited, and Brother Ling didn't seem to say anything just now."

"This guy has never said anything other than being narcissistic."

"Is it true that my old man has inspiration for invention and creation because of my old Ling's words?" Ling Zong asked in a confused look.

What I received was several pairs of contemptuous eyes and expressions.

At this moment, Wang Yang was writing hard in the study, and his thoughts became clearer. The soldiers of the Song Dynasty were not weak in combat, but their morale was generally low. Why is this? Of course, it has something to do with the tattoo on the face.

This was originally a warlord in the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms. In order to prevent deserters from appearing, they tattooed their faces on the faces of those soldiers who were forced to recruit to prevent them from escaping.

But now, the Song Dynasty has become the lord of the world, but it has preserved this backwardness and humiliating practice.

Neither the Western Xia nor the Northern Liao Dynasty adopted this approach, which is why scholars look down on those soldiers. The face of the emperor was originally a kind of ancient criminal law, and the Great Song Hu Ben, who sacrificed his life as the country.

Since we are dedicated to serving the country and the people, why should we stab such a thing in their faces? Think about it, even a fool like Ling Zong is unwilling to tattoo on his face, let alone the million-dollar Tiger Ben army in the Song Dynasty, how many people would be willing to use ink needles to stab them on their extremely handsome faces.

At least Wang Dazi couldn't stand his handsome face being insulted like this.

But how can we get the emperor to agree? After Wang Yang wrote this, he couldn't help but pause and was a little stunned...

"Wu Qilang, you can take good care of your house. I'll go out for a while and come back." Wang Yang picked up the outer pie, walked out of the study quickly and shouted loudly.

Wu Qilang, who was continuing to brag and spank, quickly put down the wine glass in his hand and ran out quickly. "Young master, where are you going? Do you want the young man to accompany you?"

"I'm going to visit Master Su's place, so you can continue to eat and drink. Anyway, it's only a few steps." Wang Yang waved his hand, wrapped himself in the thick fur, and walked into the yard in the bitter cold wind.

After walking for more than a hundred steps to the side, he had already arrived at the former Huanzhou Prefecture Prefecture where Su Dongpo lived.

"Wang Wushan is here to see me? Then let him come. Could it be that boy wants to come here again to drink and drink." Su Dongpo, who was drinking and bragging with Zhang Qing, couldn't help but smile.
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