Great Husband of the Northern Song Dynasty

Zhao Zhengang and Zaifu discussed the attribution of Xiongzhou Township soldiers and felt a little tired.

And Jasuke is not easy.

One hundred and three people were okay. If there were more, Fu Bi was not prepared to compromise. Even if he tore his face, he would ask these people to be driven to the south.

Now that everyone has reached a consensus, the atmosphere is gradually easing.

Fu Bi said: "Your Majesty, the Xiongzhou Army has damaged the cavalry of the front of the palace along the way, and the future expansion needs more consideration."

Zhao Zhen nodded, "Xiongzhou Army, he will definitely choose this trumpet."

Han Qi coughed and ridiculed: "Maybe he would feel ashamed of His Majesty, and then used the horn of Mangshan."

Zhao Zhen smiled and said: "That's no need to use this bugle, after all, it's unlucky."

Fu Bi agreed: "The Mangshan is full of graves, and the Mangshan Army is not a ghost army! Shen An will not want to be stupid."

The princes were about to disperse, when someone came back.

"Your Majesty, Shen An chose Mangshan as the bugle."

Lying!

Is this man crazy?

This is just as horrible and unbelievable as an army of later generations was named Hell.

Everyone was dumbfounded and thought Shen An shouldn't be so crazy.

So everyone thought of what Han Qi said just now.

Han Qi also froze, he muttered: "He will not ..."

"Why?"

Zhao Zhen asked the inner attendant.

Nei said: "Your Majesty, Shen An said that there was too much softness in Song Dynasty, and the army should not be afraid of death, so he chose Mangshan as the trumpet.

Jun Chen was speechless for a moment.

Han Qi thinks he guessed wrong, while others are a little sighed.

Femininity ...

Everyone sings poems and words about a gentle and gentle, who wants to get bloody. What yellow sand wears gold armor in battle, does not break Loulan will not return. What is better to be a centurion than to be a scholar ... These poems are only loved by crude men.

Han Qi said, "Your Majesty, let him do it. He will support a hundred people."

What he said was quite logical, but Zhao Zhen was worried.

"Those villagers are wild, and Shen An may be able to suppress it? If it can't be suppressed, he will suffer."

He sighed with a sigh of relief: "Meng Shan was a joke, but he still chose ... Ghost Army ... Is this to be fearless?"

...

"From now on, you will be in charge of you."

Shen An knew that this group of soldiers was difficult to manage, so he was also ready to pack people.

"Lang Jun, he is still a teenager, how can we control us?"

Some people were dissatisfied and felt that the leader of the bank was younger and could not accept it.

Shen An said: "He is a family member."

He feels that the name of the family can suppress this group of soldiers, but Huang Chun shook his head slightly, and some people even said: "Lang Jun, we are all yours ... Families ... They dare to go to Liao people to fight Grass Valley? "

Nima!

Shen An looked iron-green and found that he had forgotten about it.

After the disbanding of the village soldiers, this group of soldiers and tycoons actually operated in Liaojing under the leadership of Huang Chun. According to their statement, it was ‘beating the grass valley’.

They dare to go to the Liaoren Caogu, they naturally look down on the family.

There is probably no one in the world who can be seen by them.

There is only one Shen An, this is Shen Bian's legacy.

"Archery or knife."

Zuo Kexing's body did not tremble, and he challenged it calmly.

This is not a civilian army, you have to show your martial arts, otherwise the soldiers below will be convinced.

"it is good!"

Huang Chun did not blend in. He stood beside Shen An and whispered: "Lang Jun, when he went out with more than three hundred brothers, those are all left."

Shen An nodded, "The one who can survive is elite."

"Yes, the brothers have experienced life and death many times, and have long been bearish, so ... eat and drink ... that bet."

"Gambling in the military is taboo."

This is Shen An's rules, he is waiting for a response.

Refuse, then feed you to finish things later.

Huang Chun smiled bitterly: "We don't gamble on our own money, that group of guys like to drag outsiders in to gamble ... pitmen."

The arrow target stood up, and there was a noise in the village soldiers, and then there were three people.

"Does Baoyu come?"

Someone shouted, and coldly Yan Baoyu shook his head.

"Baoyu is very powerful, killing ... the most profitable."

Huang Chun's words were a bit obscure, but Shen An was enough to judge.

Yan Baoyu does not go to the competition, that is to allow Shen An to arrange.

Huang Chun grinned. The corners of his mouth were all grinning to his ears. A pair of eyebrows raised slightly.

"Lang Jun, Baoyu killed, the villain came up with the idea, that's how we came here these days."

Is this cargo still a military division?

Shen An feels that this product is like a soldier's head from head to toe. If it is a military division, it is also a dog-headed military division.

Huang Chun seemed to be ashamed, but actually said: "Every time the Liao people come to round us up, the villain can always feel ... with the brothers, they will be violent."

Still a supernatural military division?

"... They didn't listen to it at the beginning, and after a few tests, the men regarded the villain as the leader ..."

Judging by his tone of voice, he was clearly an official fan.

Shen An instantly thought of Song Gongming.

Bring your brothers to surrender, and then get an official post and forget the safety of the brothers ...

"Ready."

The competition over there began.

Shen An finished the conversation and said, "Huang Chunna ..."

Huang Chundui smiled and said, "Lang Jun, they are all called Xiaochun Chun."

It ’s not a big deal to call a brother. Parents sometimes call their son a brother.

"Brother Chun!"

Shen An felt that this title was a bit wrong, "Since you have come to Bianliang, you have to practice."

Huang Chun's small eyes narrowed and said, "Lang Jun, we and the Liao people can kill for a while ..."

We can all fight with the Liao people, this ... still need to practice?

"In the middle of the heart!"

There was a surprise over there, but it was the perseverance of archery.

Huang Chun smiled and said: "Lang Jun, Bao Yu's family was originally a soldier, and his archery is also good."

"Come on for a try."

Shen An felt that a contest was needed to make this group of villagers bow their heads.

Huang Chun knelt down angrily and said, "The villain doesn't dare."

Only then did he find that he had been plaguing Shen An, and he was worried that he would be rushed back.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. Stay first and try again in a few days."

The competition in the front is still going on, and after breaking through the arrows, Yan Baoyu even walked to the side and looked.

The knife method is very simple, Shen An has practiced for a long time by himself, and the few tricks come and go.

The layman can watch the bustle, and the layman can watch the doorway.

It was just a few simple swordsmanship, and when they were shown in the hands of Su Kexing, the villagers were silent.

"Comply, come back."

Shen An beckoned, Zuo Kexing closed his long knife, and came over without gasping.

"Let's stay first."

Shen An's attitude is very calm, see no anger.

After he left, Yan Baoyu said unpleasantly: "Why should I embarrass Lang Jun?"

Huang Chun also regretted it, but he refused to admit his mistake: "We are going to Langjun from Xiongzhou, do you all want to go to farm?"

Everyone shook their heads, and some people said, "We have killed a lot of people in the Liao Kingdom. We have seen blood. Who can go home and plant the land with peace of mind?"

Huang Chun proudly said: "So, we have to show our strengths to Lang Jun to see, and we will have the opportunity to fight the enemy in the future."

Yan Baoyu was still dissatisfied. He snorted and went to his tent.

There are not so many places for them in Zhuangzi, so they can only live in tents. However, the supervisor has taken people to look at the place, ready to build a house. According to Shen An's explanation, before entering the winter, they will definitely be allowed to live in the house.

Huang Chun's small eyes narrowed, and her eyebrows raised, shouting: "It's a good thing when someone feels ..."

The soldiers settled down in an instant, and the atmosphere was revived.

"Brother Chun said it was a good thing, it must be a good thing."

When there is murder, Ji has Chun Chun!

This is the motto for everyone.

Huang Chun said proudly: "Everyone got together and let Lang Jun open his eyes, so I can take you to eat and drink and play with women!"

When it comes to playing with women, the eyes of these villagers are green.

Huang Chun was even more proud when he saw him, saying: "In Liaojing, Lao Tzu took you to play with the women of Liao Kingdom. At Bianliang, Lao Tzu took you to play the women in Beijing!

"Hahahaha!"

...

"kill!"

More than 300 students, all armed with long guns, were assassinated in an array.

"kill!"

Chen Luo stood in front of the queue and corrected the students' mistakes from time to time.

Shen An came quietly and walked to the front with Guo Qian.

"kill!"

More than three hundred lances stabbed forward, and the murderousness made Guo Qian's legs soft.

"To be blamed ... this ... this is bad!"

Guo Qian felt that readers should read books, practicing swords and guns was just a pastime. But Shen An's people are extremely strict, and they make this group of students walk with wind and sharp eyes ...

He remembered that when an old friend came to Guozijian to see himself, he just saw the students out of school and was shocked by their posture and attitude.

"Standing like a pine, walking like a wind, sitting like a clock, this is what I want of them."

"As long as people practice regularly, their eyes will naturally be sharp."

Shen An didn't even care about his complaints. If there was no one to take over, he felt that Guo Jijian's wine offering would be better.

Guo Qianyuyu said: "But as soon as I went out, everyone said that the Guozijian standard was new."

Students from other places walked in a stable and graceful manner, while the students of Guozijian walked like a windy wind, and their eyes were fierce, how can they look like students?

"The other day, I dispose of two smeared powders, and the parents will not be reluctant, and later they will let them go home with their children after the trouble, and this stopped ..."

Guo Qian feels that Shen An ’s rules are too strict. These students are studying under coercion. If they ca n’t bear it, they will definitely be rioted.

"kill!"

At this time, the drill ahead was over, and Chen Luo turned around and arched his hands.

Shen An walked over.

The wheezing in the array is not loud, which is much different from the wheezing at the beginning of the exercise like a dog.

"The big husband will stand upright, sit firmly, and go fast!"

These students have high hopes for him, so he would rather be more demanding than relax.

"Someone was smeared with powder, but they were disposed of and haven't found their mistakes. This is not good, very bad!"

Shen An was a little bit angry, and her voice also increased: "It's something that a girl does only if you apply grease and powder ~ www.novelmtl.com ~ If you get more, you will treat yourself as a woman!"

"The boy's husband is not looking at the face, but your ability, your sense of responsibility. When you have the ability to protect the wife and children from the wind and rain, the so-called beautiful and beautiful jade is a sissy in front of you. Where is it worth emulating?"

At this time, Song Dynasty had already appeared some nymphaeological signs, and it became fashionable for men to apply grease and powder.

In addition, there are several famous streets in Bianliang City, the famous male prostitutes.

Those men who like Longyang are gracious guests there.

Someone in the array said, "It's okay to talk about spreading grease and powder, right? Wei Jin was more popular than now."

Shen An was furious and said, "Fashion? But what day was Wei Jin? The day when Han'er became a two-legged sheep. Are you envious of those days? Would you like to go?"

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It's the fourth day of the fourth grade, and it's still in code ...

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