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Volume 1, Chapter 115: Lifting the three-foot green front, standing...

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    "I met my uncle." The next day, under the guidance of Yang Shidao, I came to the study of Guande King Yang Xiong. The old guy was sitting according to the case, writing furiously.  "My dear nephew, you are here. I have been waiting for you for a long time." Mr. Yang, who had white hair and beard but a rosy complexion and was full of energy, saw me, put down his pen, waved at me and smiled.  Entering the study, Yang Shidao caught the eye of his father, said hello and walked away, leaving only me, a young man, facing this cunning King Guande.  "Wuji was really too reckless that day, and he felt that he had no face to see his uncle again, so" After Master Yang left the study, I first apologized for my inappropriate behavior at the birthday banquet of King Guande.  Although the old man didn't look displeased, no one in a high position was wily and capable of stabbing someone with a knife.  Let's keep a low profile. Besides, don't hit the smiling person. I admit my mistake in such a low-key manner. No matter what happens to this old guy, he will never fall out on the spot. Otherwise, Yang Shidao will not come to me that day.  The young master sent a message.  Seeing me like this, Yang Xiong pointed at me with a dumbfounded expression.  "You, my dear nephew, don't do this. Don't think that I am deaf and blind. Do you think I don't have the slightest idea about everything you did and did in my mansion that day?" "  My uncle's words were wrong. It was precisely because Duan Bingbu bullied me too much that Wuji made such a rude move at the birthday banquet in a moment of anger." After hearing the old guy's words, I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat.  But I still explained without changing my expression.  "Haha, if I hadn't heard what happened before, how could I have let you go through such trouble at my birthday party?" Yang Xiong stroked his long beard and smiled proudly.  Well, this old guy has this ability and this strength. In addition, it is his birthday party that day. I am afraid that the emperor will give him some bad words, so if this old guy really wants to stop me, I can only do it.  Stare.  "My dear nephew, I have been observing you these days. Not only are you talented in literature, but you are also extremely brave. You are able to kill a tiger by yourself before you are even sixteen years old. This is the only time I have ever seen you" Yang Xiong praised me, making me blush.  , Well, I'm a little shy. Yes, it seems that the rumors are getting more and more mysterious as they spread, but fortunately, it's enough that I can kill a tiger with a glare from the air before it spreads. In that case, I might not be able to  I stayed here chatting and spanking with Yang Xiong, but Yang Guang took me to the palace, threw me into a beast cage, and asked me to show him some immortal skills.  ¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª ¡°Today¡¯s pillar will be my pillar of the Sui Dynasty in the future.¡± After Yang Xiong praised this young master, he made a very sincere conclusion,  Well, indeed, in another historical time and space, twenty years later, this young master will become a famous prime minister, but not in the Sui Dynasty, but in the Tang Empire.  "A frontier fortress poem describes the hardships of the frontier fortress. This really makes me unable to believe that you are so young, but the poem describes it as if you have seen the world" "Uncle, please stop praising Wuji."  Wuji has been studying since he was a child, and naturally he also reads history. The sufferings of the frontier soldiers are all recorded in the history books, which makes people deeply moved.  After reading this, I wish I could lift up the young master and achieve unparalleled fame." My face straightened, and I had an impassioned attitude, which was in line with the image of a passionate young man. I was so relieved that Yang Xiong couldn't stop stroking his beard.  "What a man who can lift a green sword three feet high and achieve unparalleled fame. Haha, this really surprises me. I originally thought that my nephew was just a talented man, but unexpectedly, he is not only good at archery, but also proficient in military strategy." "Uh, uncle, you are  Could it be that I praised the wrong person? Wuji's literary talent is pretty good, and his archery skills are at best luck, but this military strategy, Wuji is really" I almost fainted, could it be that this old guy said something in excitement?  Have you started running the Guanghan-Hankow High-Speed ??Railway?  "What you said about Hannibal's military strategy that day, I listened to the teacher's detailed explanation, and then I realized that there are heroes outside China. And my dear nephew, you are only sixteen years old, but you are able to defeat me outside China.  All the famous generals can know it in such detail, and their deeds and military strategies can all be told in detail. How could I know it if I hadn't painstakingly studied the art of war?" The old guy rolled his eyes at me, seeming to think that I have underestimated him.  The IQ of a veteran who has been immersed in the military all his life.  When he said this, I was really speechless and a little smug. Indeed, not only the past, present, and even future famous generals of the Chinese nation.  I know quite a few Western military strategists and strategists. Yang Xiong and even everyone in China have never heard of it. Well, if anyone dares to say that he knows who Napoleon is, I will definitely ask this buddy for help.  QQ account and E sister.  Yang Xiong raised his eyebrows at me proudly.?Then you invite people to serve some wine and food. That look means you are just a fool. I don¡¯t believe I can¡¯t cure you.  Depend on!  "Come on, come on, I have prepared a little wine today, but before we go to the banquet, I would like to ask my nephew to leave a calligraphy treasure to copy the frontier fortress poem to me. With this thing, I can relieve my boredom in the army.  "Yang Xiong served the wine and food, and then pointed at the writing in front of him, which meant that if he wanted to have a meal, he should pay for the meal in advance.  Think about it, I can sell a folding fan for hundreds of dollars. This old guy wants to fool my calligraphy with a table of seven or eight dishes and a jar of wine. I really hate it. Come on, look at it.  The old guy doesn't care about the Japanese young master causing trouble at his banquet, just write it.  Anyway, I have always loved what I do. Besides, what I write is not a ghost painting. Maybe after being passed down for thousands of years, it will become a calligraphy art work that will be regarded as a treasure by future generations.  ¡°Perhaps in future generations, my son¡¯s statue will be placed together with Wang Xizhi¡¯s in a museum, allowing Wang Dada and I to continue to communicate the art of calligraphy with our minds in the future historical time and space.  After writing, he put down his pen, respectfully took the wine cup brought by the smiling Yang Xiong, thanked him, and drank it all in one gulp. Yes, this kind of wine with ice fish in it is even better than the ice beer of later generations.  Makes me feel comfortable.  Although I have been drinking beer for more than ten years in later generations, I still don¡¯t realize how delicious beer is. The adjective for beer has always been stubbornly imprinted in my heart.  Including high-altitude wine, I can't feel anything good to drink. Although I drink a lot, if I drink a bottle of high-altitude wine of 50 or 60 degrees, I will be dizzy at most, and nothing will happen at all.  This is also an important reason why the town secretary asked me to be his secretary.  The only small wine that I like to drink is the homemade glutinous rice wine. It tastes sour and sweet, but also exudes the fragrance of wine. This is my favorite. I don¡¯t know how many friends have despised it, but  I have never changed my original intention, even if I drink Maotai frequently with my boss. If anyone asks me what kind of wine is good, I will definitely point to my jar of glutinous rice wine.  And in ancient times, wine happened to be of this type with a low alcohol content. It had the aroma of wine and a mild and palatable taste. From the perspective of wine alone, it made me feel that time travel is not a bad thing.  The old guy is not bad at drinking and eating well, but the food he eats is relatively light and all vegetarian. It really makes me, a young man who is eating a long meal, very speechless.  The old guy finished six bowls of wheat rice in a row before he stopped. He almost dropped his wine cup to the ground.
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