Peach and plum spring breeze and a glass of wine

Mingzhou (now Ningbo).

In an empty quiet room, a tall and sturdy man with gray hair, who was not tall but had an unusually strong physique, and whose gnarled muscles gave off a look of cast iron, was facing the wall in a loose gray training uniform. Sitting quietly and adjusting his breath, a bit of clear skylight fell from the wall in front of him, illuminating a picture of an evil tiger ascending the mountain hanging on the wall...

The door of the quiet room was gently pushed open, and a high-spirited young man in white entered quietly. He clasped his hands and said softly: Father, Mingjiao Yang Tiansheng once again declined the tea lecture.

The gray-haired man responded calmly: Father knows.

The high-spirited young man stood up. After hesitating for a few moments, he spoke again: Father, I have found a witness who witnessed Yang Erlang slashing Duan Yu at the Giant Whale Gang's main forum...

You don't need to tell me that your father knows about it.

The gray-haired man gently interrupted the eldest son's narration: My father knows that he is strong, but my father is confident that he is stronger!

The high-spirited young man listened to the familiar theory If you inquire about the enemy's martial arts before a battle, it means you have fear in your heart. If you have fear in your heart, your subordinates will have flaws. He silently raised his head and looked at the picture hanging on the wall. The evil tiger ascending the mountain.

He knew that that was the old father's biggest fear.

When the old father was young, he went up the mountain with his grandfather to collect firewood, and encountered an evil tiger that came down the mountain to look for food. The grandfather lost an arm to protect the old father, and passed away three or two years after returning home.

That ferocious tiger became a shadow that shrouded the old father for most of his life. He practiced martial arts desperately not only to avenge his grandfather, but also to overcome the shadow in his heart.

But even though he later became a master of martial arts and smashed countless tigers to death with his army-breaking hammer, he still could not defeat the evil tiger he encountered when he was young...

It wasn't until he gave up his hammer and practiced boxing that he finally stopped hunting evil tigers everywhere.

But only the proud young man knew that every time there was a war, his old father would take out this painting and hang it on the wall, and sit in meditation in front of the wall for as little as three days or as much as half a month...

In other words, the appearance of this picture of an evil tiger climbing up the mountain on the wall shows that the old father has already felt pressure in his heart.

A man whose mouth is tougher than his fist.

The high-spirited young man sighed inwardly and stubbornly spoke again: Father, is the land of the Three Prefectures really worthy of our life-and-death struggle with such a troublesome person? Don't you often say that troubled times are coming? Why don't we, father and son, Are you secretly accumulating strength to wait for the right time?

The gray-haired man replied calmly: It is precisely because troubled times are coming that my father and son have to fight for talents. One step is faster and the other is faster, and the step is slower. Those who do great things will either succeed or fail. Time does not wait for me. , seize the day... Why, you have no confidence in being a father?

The high-spirited young man clasped his hands and said, My child is very confident in his father, but...

The grizzled man: Just what?

The high-spirited young man sighed and tried his best to calmly say: My child has carefully thought about Yang Erlang in recent days. He has an innocent heart but rare resoluteness in his skills. My name from the White Lotus Sect has fooled me. I can live with Li Qing and bluff the Ming Cult, but I may not be able to bluff him... To fight a hero to the death for the land of just three houses, I think this deal is not worth it!

He had tried to speak tactfully.

But no matter how tactful he is, he can't hide the meaning behind his words: Yang Erlang is not Li Qing, nor is he the Ming Cult. If you are defeated by Yang Erlang's sword, he really dares to kill you!

It's not that he doesn't have confidence in his old father.

It was Yang Ge's information that made him feel overwhelmed and desperate.

It's just that he tried to speak more seriously, but the strong man with gray hair remained as motionless as a rock on the seashore. He just replied calmly: This is natural. How can I be allowed to kill someone else in the world? The reason why people kill me...

When the proud young man saw this, before he could say anything more, the strong man with golden hair had already raised a hand to stop his words: No need to say more, my father knows that Yang Erlang is very strong, but my father is even stronger. As long as he can fight, he will be able to fight. If you win, your father will be able to break away from the shackles in one fell swoop and rush to the realm of a grandmaster... Sen'er, your martial arts talent is far better than that of your father, but you lack a bit of wildness and love ease too much. How can you be so forward-thinking and busy all day long? Great weapon!

The high-spirited young man glanced at his old father's back with a sad face, reluctantly clasped his hands and said, My child, please remember your father's teachings!

The flower-haired man said: Go down and contact Liu Dongjun. Count the days, she should be here...

The high-spirited young man: Yes, Father.

…

Night falls, the Mingjiao stronghold in Hangzhou.

Yang Ge grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and he and Yang Tiansheng gathered in front of the map to make the final allocation of personnel: Of the five thousand men and horses, at least two thousand men and horses must be left as mobile forces and reserves. These two thousand men and horses will be arranged behind the formation. .

Two thousand in front of this formation, five hundred on the hill to the north, five hundred on the hill to the south...

Three thousand people withstood the frontal attack of more than 20,000 Japanese pirates. The first wave of pressure will definitely be very high. At that time, we must control the pace, take our time and slowly invest our troops, and don't force all the Japanese pirates to jump over the wall in a hurry. Let’s give them a little hope of rushing out and retreating first, and then we can hold on to the hatred and fight them steadily.”

According to the information sent back by Wang Sui, there are more than ten groups of Japanese pirates and pirates among the more than 20,000 Japanese pirates, and the largest number is only more than 3,000 people. Such a ragtag group of people are gathering together in confusion. As long as we don't do it all at once, Push them into a dead end and they will start fighting among themselves!

By the way, we need to organize a team of civilians and military doctors to prepare food supplies and battlefield first aid... Wei Xin, immediately send someone to buy a batch of undyed gauze and cotton thread, and hurry up and boil them in boiling water!

Yes, Second Master.

Military doctors are located behind the hillside on the north side. The wounded go through this road. If you don't have many doctors in Mingjiao, hurry up and go to major medical clinics to hire doctors. You don't need to have high medical skills, as long as you know how to clean wounds and bandage them. Just the wounds will be fine, and we should also stock up on some golden sore medicine. We must ensure that all the wounded who come off the battlefield can survive!

Yes, Second Master!

Also, how are the provisions prepared?

Second Master, don't worry. The villain has been prepared. The quantity is enough to feed five thousand of us for ten days!

That's good, boss, do you have anything else to add?

Yang Ge grabbed the extra melon seeds on the map, and while cracking the melon seeds, he gave the right to speak to Yang Tiansheng, who was lying on the map and looking at it fiercely.

Yang Tiansheng was still trying to outline the formation diagram described by Yang Ge in his mind. After hearing this, he shook his head: I have nothing to add...

Yang Ge handed him a handful of melon seeds: Then early tomorrow morning, you will rush over with a group of people to build fortifications and set up traps. Arrange all the rolling stone, wood, and golden juice traps for the little devil. Don't worry. It’s all in vain that we picked this Feng Shui treasure land for them!”

Yang Tiansheng nodded, and finally asked: What about you?

Yang Ge chewed melon seeds and said casually: I will stay for one more day. The day after tomorrow I will take my people to the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Command Departments to see if I can get a group of red cannons over.

Yang Tiansheng was stunned and asked in disbelief: Can that thing... be made?

Yang Ge smiled and said: Under normal circumstances, it definitely can't be done...

Yang Tiansheng: Is that abnormal?

Yang Ge: I put a knife on their necks, and I'll chop whoever doesn't give them to me. If I chop a few more times, I should be able to get them out.

Yang Tiansheng:......

Wei Xin:......

Stop it, you can definitely come up with such an abnormal method!

Yang Tiansheng said with laughter and laughter: What will you do after you finish this job? How will you meet your former colleagues and brothers in the future?

talk later……

Yang Ge said with a smile: Everyone is risking their lives to fight. It makes no sense for me to think about how to protect myself wisely. It just so happened that the emperor gave me the title of 'Embroidery Guard Beizhen Fu Si Shang You Suo Fake Thousand Households' , you have the right not to use it, and it will become invalid upon expiration!”

It's okay.

Yang Tiansheng smiled hehehe and patted his shoulder vigorously: Come to our Mingjiao from now on. My brother will open an incense hall for you and keep you safe!

Yang Ge rolled his eyes and said, The emperor doesn't even dare to use me, how dare you Mingjiao?

Yang Tiansheng was about to pat his chest and take care of him, but Wei Xin on the side gently tugged on his sleeve and whispered: Master Xiang, we Mingjiao really don't dare...

Yang Tiansheng:......

Yang Ge was so happy that he lost his sight: Hahaha...

If you keep talking nonsense with your long tongue, I will make you dumb, believe it or not!

Yang Tiansheng turned around angrily and scolded Wei Xin, and finally turned back to Yang Ge and said, We can't control what others think, but if my brother says I'll protect you, I'll protect you. Our old Yang family lacks everything except money. house!

When that time comes, I will definitely not be polite to you...Okay, it's not too early!

Yang Ge grabbed the Lengyue sword on his side, waved his hand and said, You all should rest early. You have to set off early tomorrow morning.

After everyone dispersed, Yang Ge carried the Leng Yue sword and walked to the wing where he lived, reviewing all his arrangements again in his mind to check for any omissions.

Walking into a dimly lit corridor, Leng Yue's sword suddenly came out of its sheath, causing a brilliant sword light to rise into the sky.

Bang.

The eaves of the corridor exploded, and a tall and graceful figure wearing a moon-white Confucian skirt with wide sleeves and a lilac-colored cloak fell into the corridor. She was among the debris, but she didn't even have a hairstyle. No mess.

Yang Ge looked at this elegant woman who looked like a royal sister with a cold look: I noticed you snooping around in the afternoon. I ignored you just to save your face. Why don't you know what's good for you?

The visitor met Yang Ge's dagger-cold gaze. There was no trace of fear in his peach blossom eyes. Instead, he looked at Yang Ge up and down with interest and said with a smile: It's better to be famous than to meet him. Yang Erlang, the 'Sage Revealed True Monarch', is well-deserved!

The slightly smiling voice was also ethereal.

But when Yang Ge heard it, he felt an awkward feeling with goosebumps all over his body: Sister-in-law, can you stop talking with your voice high?

S-sister-in-law?

The visitor was stunned for a moment. He raised a slender green finger in disbelief and pointed at his pretty face: You call me sister-in-law?

if not?

Yang Ge sneered: Just the wrinkles on your face, don't you use a lot of makeup to cover them up? In a few years, you will be called an aunt, why are you pretending to be young?

Although the visitor is pretending to be young from the clothes to the demeanor, who is Yang Ge?

As a greasy middle-aged man who has been tested by the four evil arts of Nanyang and deceived by beauty filters, he can tell a person by just looking at the age and dustiness that cannot be concealed by rouge... As big as him!

You little bastard, I must tear your mouth apart!

The visitor was as furious as an angry lioness. With a twitch of his palm, he pulled out a golden whip and struck Yang Ge with a shaking hand.

Yang Ge sidestepped and struck the center of the corridor with the golden whip. The whip broke several pillars that were as thick as an adult's thigh. Half of the corridor's tile eaves fell down, trapping the two inside.

Yang Ge's eyes twitched when he saw this, and with a shake of his hand, he used a move called Frost Revealing, slashing dozens of dense sword energy with one blow, blocking the golden whip that was like a giant python rolling towards his face.

With one stroke of his sword, he jumped through the collapsed corridor and soared into the sky: Na na na... I don't want to hit a woman, but you don't want to hit her on the nose either!

Where are you going? Come back to me!

Amidst the furious scolding, the golden whip broke through the eaves and soared into the sky. It was as flexible as a hunting snake, and accurately wrapped around Yang Ge's ankle, forcefully pulling him back.

This is your choice...

Yang Ge slammed into the eaves of the corridor and immediately stopped holding back. He dragged the knife through the ruins in front of him and fought with the intruder.

The person who came here has extremely high skills. He uses a whip with a combination of hardness and softness, and can strike long and far. Sometimes he is as nimble as a poisonous snake spitting out a message, sometimes as hard as an iron rod to chop through Mount Huashan. With just a few whips, he demolished the ruins of the collapsed corridor tile eaves to 70 pieces. Eight falls.

Although Yang Ge's sword energy was sharp and ferocious, it was straight forward with too few changes. Without using the killing move, it was unable to break through the layers of whip shadows in front of him. Instead, he was forced by it like a giant monkey. Jumping up and down...

After ten rounds of attacks, Yang Ge couldn't even get five feet in front of the attacker. Instead, he was whipped several times... Although he was not injured, the pain made his eyes slightly red.

Anger arose in Yang Ge's heart. He shook his hand and used the Lingshuang Sword's strongest attack, Aoxue Lingshuang.

The sword energy, as bright as the moonlight, surged three to four feet in volume, so fast that it brought up an afterimage and hit the person coming from top to bottom. The overwhelming murderous aura was as exciting as the blade reaching the body, causing the person to tremble. , hurriedly shook his hands and vibrated the golden whip to meet the sword energy, and at the same time withdrew and jumped up.

boom.

The golden whip made of some kind of strange metal wire was broken into several pieces by the violent sword energy, and the remaining force leveled the entire corridor to the ground.

The graceful figure jumped up in the air and looked down at the long and deep ravine below. Before she could rejoice, she felt her ankles tighten. She turned around and met a pair of red eyes.

She hurriedly said: Wait a minute, I am the Nantian King of the White Lotus Sect...ah!

She held her head and screamed as Yang Ge pulled her back to the ground, picked her up and smashed her into the ruins, and a human figure was smashed out of the ruins on the spot.

Stop, stop...

Bang.

I don't mean any harm...

Bang.

I'm here to help...

Bang.

I recognize Shen Fa (broken sound)!

When Yang Ge heard the familiar name, his hands relaxed subconsciously.

The next second, he felt a lightness in his hand. When he looked carefully, he only had one embroidered shoe left on hand, and the slim figure was using both hands and feet to climb over the wall and escape...

He threw away the embroidered shoes in his hand with an unlucky look, and finally said to himself with great interest: White Lotus Sect, Shen Fa? I didn't see him, you thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you have these frivolous intestines!

Yang Tiansheng and others who came after hearing the sound were shocked when they saw the ruins.

Yang Tiansheng grabbed the unsheathed sword and rushed up in three steps. He looked around warily: Second brother, who is here?

Yang Ge thought for a moment and replied: It's a woman, she seems to be the Nantian King of the White Lotus Sect...

Yang Tiansheng lost his voice and said: 'Buddha Mother' Liu Dongjun?

Yang Ge: Do you recognize it?

Yang Tiansheng: When did you provoke that witch?

Witch?

Yang Ge rolled his eyes angrily: It's obvious that my sister-in-law is very aggressive!

Sister-in-law?

Yang Tiansheng looked at Yang Ge with wide eyes in disbelief.

Yang Ge slapped his head sideways, pointed at the whip marks on his body and said, What are you thinking about? I mean that shrew is an old woman. Look at the scratches she gave me...

Yang Tiansheng smiled and said: Old woman? She is a saint of the White Lotus Sect!

Yang Ge: Will the Saint of the White Lotus Sect never grow old?

Yang Tiansheng smiled and nodded repeatedly: Yes, yes, she is an old woman...

Old women are good, old women are wonderful!

Otherwise, where would my little sister get the chance, and where would my elder brother-in-law get the chance?

No, after this job is done, I will take this guy home no matter what!

We must not give those coquettish bitches outside the opportunity to take advantage of them...

Yang Ge didn't know what little calculation he had in mind, and he was still thinking: Although Shen Fan is old and angry, he only looks about thirty-four or five years old. How could he be associated with this old woman... ...Female junior, holding a gold brick? ’

He recalled carefully for a moment, and it seemed that he had indeed never heard Shen Fa mention his personal situation, and Fang Ke had never mentioned it either.

hiss……

Yang Ge scratched his head and muttered in his mind: 'It seems that I hit the wrong person. Isn't that guy going to kill me later?' ’

‘Don’t be afraid, I’ll beat him again! ’

‘Couples should be neat and tidy! ’

Please allow me to adjust two more, adjust my work and rest time, add more updates, etc... Staying up late is really harmful to the body. If there is the slightest disturbance, it will be followed by headache and brain fever. When I reach middle age, I have no choice but to put it in a thermos cup. Soak wolfberry!