Zheng Fan's opening remarks shocked all the soldiers in the school field.

Including the barbarians, the barbarians have been in the country for long enough. After the training on weekdays, they are also being forced to learn the language. Right now, although they still stubbornly speak, it sounds like a problem. It's huge.

　　 But even with the straightforwardness of the barbarians, they were still stunned by the domineering and direct opening remarks of their own "master".

　　 Huo Guang took a deep breath, then let it out slowly.

　　 Zuo Jiqian wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

In the school grounds, cliques and criminals accounted for the majority. To a certain extent, they were once the elites of the Yan Kingdom. They actually had speculations in their hearts about the order issued by the Emperor to the Southern Xinjiang after subverting their house. Moreover, this is true. It's easy to guess.

It’s just that everyone instinctively doesn’t think about that, because everyone’s fate is already like this at this time. It’s better to be simple and let yourself be more imaginative about earning military merit and getting rid of slavery for your dependents, and then think about it longer. , Think of a better point, revitalize the family.

　　The more desperate, the more hopeful people are.

　　 Earlier, everyone knew that Cui Liubao was about to send troops, and the military sect who had to rest for half a month to recover from a cold was finally about to take everyone to earn military merit, everyone couldn’t wait.

　　 However, since the military sect is going to speak, everyone sits down and listens, and then shouts a few slogans to show their determination, and just walk the form.

　　 They are more polite than ordinary big-head soldiers, and they are more cooperative in posture.

　　 However,

　　 When such straightforward words came out from the door of my army,

　　 Everyone is stupid, don’t know how to cooperate,

　　 Could it be possible to shout together: Thank you for translating the meaning of the army goalkeeper to the court for us?

　　 The truth, why is it always hidden, because the truth is easy to hurt.

　　 Zheng Fan, who was standing in front of the crowd, showed a smile on his face after seeing this quiet scene.

　　 Speech, he is not good at it, because in his previous life as a drawing otaku, and due to the type of work, there is basically no opportunity to appear in public.

　　 It’s just that, in this life, I have experienced a lot, and I have seen a lot, and people’s courage has been cultivated in this way.

　　 This is a very taboo thing. Everyone can guess at least with a little belly in their hearts, but not many people dare to say it.

　　 Zheng Fan didn't know if there were hidden secret agents in Cuiliu Fort, among the criminals in front of him, but he was not afraid of being accused.

　　 Others need to be low-key, need to avoid suspicion, need to be taboo,

　　He Zheng Fan,

　　No need.

　　 As a person who interrupted the prince’s limbs, who would you show it to him in a low-key manner?

　　 I've already done that, and still care about a bit of verbal abuse?

　　 "What the official said is the truth, because this is what the official thinks."

　　 The prisoners in the schoolyard were silent again.

　　 "But how can I say, destiny, has come here, this official knows that you were once a son of a brother, and you were once a person with status and status. It may not be possible that some of you still have a reputation."

　　The fixed product here does not refer to the rank of martial artist, but a kind of political tacit understanding between the Ji family and the clan family over the past 100 years. After all, the country of Yan is not like a Qianguo, and there is no imperial examination.

　　 "However, the beauty and glory of the past are nothing more than the past. Now, you are prisoners, and your family members have also been enslaved.

　　They should be working at this time, pounding rice, weaving, and living the life of official slaves. Such a life is really difficult, very tired, very hard, and easy to waste. "

　　 The expressions on the faces of the prisoners began to change. Their emotions are gradually being aroused, but they don't know if it is to the court or to... Zheng Fan.

　　 "The imperial court wants you to die here, because the imperial court knows it, and you know in your own heart that you have a hatred for the imperial court."

　　 Zheng Fan continued to tell the truth, and the atmosphere on the school field began to get more and more weird.

　　 A good lecture was supposed to be overwhelming. He threw a wine bowl and shouted a slogan. He was strong and strong, but Zheng Fan gave a speech that felt like treating funeral.

　　 "Master, did you take it off after playing?" Xue San asked, looking at the blind man.

　　 The blind man shook his head and said, "Don't compare with the Lord who can tell stories."

　　 Xue San nodded thoughtfully, and said, "Yes."

　　 Zheng Fan took a deep breath.

　　 continued loudly:

　　 "However, it is your fate to meet me. I was just a Qianshou less than a year ago;

　　 It’s not good to say that if I met you at that time, I would have to nod and bow my head and shout ‘Lord’ or ‘Young Master’ respectfully.

　　 Lao Tzu is from Beifeng County. That day, he was assigned to be a porter of grain and grass.

　　 A total of more than two thousand private camps, most of them died in the desert, but I did not die, I not only did not die, but also earned his first military exploits!

　　 The county chief of Beihou House in the town took Lao Tzu as a housekeeper, but Lao Tzu refused!

　　Because I want to be an official, I want to make a fortune, I want to live a good life!

　　Also, don’t laugh at Lao Tzu as stupid, because I really thought that I was really going to be a servant at Hou Ye’s house. I didn’t know it at the time, so I was a little stuffed bun!

　　 Later, I tried my best to save the prince. Although I lay on the bed for a long time, I thought it was worth it. As long as the person is not dead, it is worth it!

　　 After I came here, I was the first to lead the army to fight in the country. Laozi broke into the city of Mianzhou in the country, and also cut off the heads of the city officials and brought them back.

　　 Don’t look at these fortresses and military leaders next to them who are leading troops to the border of the country to make such a joy every day, but they all eat the leftovers of Lao Tzu!

　　 Telling you this is not to brag with you, but to tell you something.

That is,

　　 You are very lucky,

　　Because you ran into me who was as lucky as me.

Following me, I cannot guarantee that all of you will survive. I believe that you do not believe in yourself. Death will definitely kill people, but I will make your death worthwhile, and I can make you survive as much as possible. The military merits earned are as much as possible.

　　Follow me, I can let you quickly get your loved ones out of slavery with military service, and follow me, I can let you make a comeback faster!

　　 Zuo’s family and Huo’s family are gone,

　　 But you still have a chance to get up again!

　　 I, give you hope, at this time, I am your last and best hope!

　　 However, I have one more request for you. This request is very simple. I hope you will see that I have made you such a good portion every day for the past half month and listen to it.

　　 That is, if I am still angry on the battlefield, when you run for your life, don't forget to give me a hand! "

　　 "Hahaha..."

　　 The atmosphere was very serious, and suddenly there was a collective laugh, and Zheng Fan also laughed.

　　 "Hey." Aming behind shook his head and said, "The master liked to learn from Chen Daoming before, but who is it now? Jingnan Hou, Zhenbei Hou or Yan Huang?"

　　 Liang Cheng said, "It can't be... the Lord himself?"

　　 Aming's eyes widened slightly, and he said, "Well, as expected, the least licking can scratch the itchy place most."

　　At this time,

　　 Blind son North clapped his hands,

　　 Xiao Yibo brought his people to a basket, and inside were all letters.

　　In this era, there is no free shipping, and it is very expensive and inconvenient to send mail at the station. Therefore, it is better to say that the distance is short when sending a letter. Once the distance is longer, it can only rely on luck.

　　 "Whose letter?" Xue San asked the blind man.

　　 "A letter from the family," Blind North replied.

　　 Zheng Fan didn't seem to be surprised by the basket Xiao Yibo and others brought up. He pointed to the basket and shouted:

"This is a letter from your relatives to you. Not everyone has it, but it's a lot. The local officials and detainees have been taken care of by the local officials. The work is still heavy. The days are definitely not better than before. Tired, it’s for sure, but I’ve done my best."

　　 The house was subverted, the assets must be confiscated by the court, and the family wealth and contacts were directly divided under the iron hoof of the Zhenbei Army.

They are prisoners, and their family members are official slaves. Of course, they themselves are impossible and incapable of taking care of them. Therefore, when Zheng Fan said these words, the people from the Huo family and Zuo family at the scene looked at Zheng Fan. His eyes are really different.

　　 In this world, after all, not everyone is Xiao Yibo, and not everyone is Jingnanhou.

　　 Yan people are not barbarians after all. Although they don't have the prosperous etiquette, culture and moral articles like Qian Guo, Yan people still value filial piety and affection.

　　 They didn't choose to escape on the **** road, and they didn't choose to leave after Zheng Fan rationed them with war horses. What's the reason?

　　 Isn't it because your family is in the hands of the court?

　　 You need to know that in the Huo family and the Zuo family, there are many martial artists who have entered the ranks, and that Huo Guang is even an eighth rank martial artist!

　　 They want to run, they can run during the escort, but they didn't run, they still want to exchange military service for the freedom of their families.

　　 And now,

　　 This army gate has actually helped them manage their orders. This is more touching than asking them to eat meat all at once.

　　 Huo Guang stood up,

　　 After receiving the letter Xiao Yibo handed him, he didn’t rush to open the letter and read it.

　　 turned and slowly knelt down on one knee to Zheng Fan.

　　 On weekdays,

　　 is also to salute,

　　 Even if the military sect of his own has been wearing a cotton jacket for more than half a month and looks like a rich man, he still has the courtesies he should have.

　　 this time,

　　 this kneeling,

　　 but with genuine sincerity.

　　 Zuo Jiqian also stood up. He naturally knew that Zheng Fan was buying people's hearts, but he couldn't help it. As the person involved, after Zheng Fan did this step, he knew that he had already gotten involved.

　　 So, Zuo Jiqian also knelt down.

　　 On the school field, the Huo family and the Zuo family slowly stood up, and then knelt on one knee to Zheng Fan.

　　 "Huh, blind man, your hand is really clever." Xue San couldn't help but exclaimed.

　　 Blind son Bei laughed and said, "It's not what I meant."

　　 "It's not what you meant, that's..."

　　 Blind Zibei actually thought about this method, but did not mention it in the letter exchange between Cui Liubao and the Six Princes.

　　Because the blind man knew that the six princes’ sales and properties seemed huge, but the real balance was not much, because although his surname was "Ji", he paid more protection fees than ordinary merchants.

　　 Cuiliubao’s ordnance, war horses, to be honest, are more luxurious than the Jingnan Army, think about it, now it is almost the limit of the six princes.

Let him help manage the Huo family and Zuo family’s tribesmen who have been demoted as official slaves. Firstly, the price is high. Secondly, at this moment, the Ma Da sect is simply the political correctness of the Yan state. Now do this. Things need to take a lot of political risks.

　　 However, although the blind man didn't mention it, he has started to read the letters and information sent by the six princes occasionally since he came back from the master this time. At the same time, he would occasionally return to the past by himself.

　　 This should be done by the Lord, the Sixth Prince. What's interesting is that the Sixth Prince actually did it with such an excessive request.

　　 It seems that the relationship between the Lord and the Sixth Prince is really good.

　　 Blind Zibei started to turn up the letter for the Lord in order to gain power, but then the Lord explained that he was asked by the Sixth Prince in a roast duck restaurant, "Did you reply to the letter you have never read?"

　　 This made the master a little embarrassed, so I took the time to return, and by the way, I packed some golden sentences and gave it to the sixth prince.

　　 As for helping with this, will the Sixth Prince be pushed off a few more graves,

　　 This is not something Zheng Fan is going to consider.

　　 scum man, he just asks for a cigarette afterwards, then turns his head and asks: Who are you?

　　 "Our Lord, we have grown up." Blind Beibei said with emotion.

　　 "Oh, I'll give a short report later." Xue San said.

　　 "Hehe." Blind Beibei didn't care.

　　 "I'm going to tell Maumaru, you actually want to be his grandfather."

　　 "..." Blind son North.

　　 "After half an hour, we set off, we either don't play, we want to play, we just play a big game, not to say, after this time, your military exploits will be enough to get your family members out of slavery."

　　 "Wish to die for adults!"

　　 "Wish to die for adults!"

　　 first straight to the point, not surprising,

　　 then pave the way and extend, then turn around, then sensational, and finally, draw a big cake.

　　 After the speech,

　　 Zheng Fan stopped watching the scene of the soldiers kneeling towards him.

　　 just reached out and rubbed his temples.

　　Sometimes, if you use more routines, the cost will be enough. You don't even think you are playing routines.

　　 But this kind of appealing feeling is really good, and it can get a great sense of satisfaction.

　　 Si Niang stepped forward and put the black cloak on Zheng Fan's body.

　　 "No, I'm not cold."

　　 "Master, you just caught a cold."

　　 "No, I don't want a cloak."

　　 Zheng Fan is very determined.

　　 Jingnan Hou’s gilt armor and red cloak are really handsome and messy, satisfying people’s perfect imagination of the handsome image.

　　 But Jingnan Hou is a third-rank martial artist. What is the concept of a third-rank martial artist? Sha Tuo Queshi, who was also a third-rank martial artist, has played the magic of love for a long time under the charge of thousands of northern army cavalry.

　　 Therefore, the man Jingnan Hou Da can be handsome in the battle, but Zheng Fan does not have the capital, and even his armor is the same as the armor of his soldiers.

　　 Zheng Fan is afraid of death, and the battlefield is the easiest place to die.

　　 "Master, rest assured, the slave house is by your side."

　　 These words hurt a man's self-esteem a bit. A man actually needs a woman to protect him.

　　 But don't tell me, if there is a beautiful royal sister who wants to protect you, it feels pretty good, straight and masculine, it also depends on the occasion.

　　 However, Zheng Fan still smiled and said:

　　 "At that time, let the blind people die in front of me, and you die behind me."

　　 The attitude towards Si Niang and Zheng Fan is different.

　　 "Hehe, Lord, it doesn't make sense for me to die behind you." Siniang teased.

　　 You are dead, I might die soon.

　　 "Yes too." Zheng Fan also smiled.

　　 However, Zheng Fan is still very much looking forward to this expedition.

The last time I took Liang Cheng out to play around very casually, but at that time I often thought that if Xue San is by his side, if there are blind people by their side, when facing these situations, when dealing with them , Will it be much simpler.

　　 This time, everyone set off together. Zheng Fan is really looking forward to what surprises these demon kings who have been suppressed for a long time can bring to him.

　　 The other military colleagues are like headless flies crashing on the border of the dry country, but there is no sound after all. This is pretty good. With their foreshadowing, they can make themselves shine better.

At this time, Zheng Fan suddenly realized that he liked this country of Yan very much. Under the strength of the Emperor Yan and the two masters, Dayan at this time was a country that was determined to make progress, and it was also the most suitable for careerists to develop and grow. country.

　　At this moment, Xue San walked to Xiao Yibo's side, Xiao Yibo understood, and followed Xue San to the fort.

　　 Xue San walked ahead, and Xiao Yibo followed behind.

　　 Xiao Yibo and Xue San have a very good relationship, because the other adults, Feng Siniang, are beautiful, really beautiful, but Xiao Yibo dare not even lie in bed at night.

Because it is also Siniang who has brought the most terrifying psychological shadow to Xiao Yibo. The rest of the adults are very proud and don't like to talk. Every time you talk to Fan Li, Fan Li will take you to chop wood. ...

　　 There is only Xue San, who speaks humorously, and is also willing to talk to himself, and he has no pretensions.

　　 "Let you stay and visit home, is there any dissatisfaction in your heart?"

　　 "No, this is the trust the adults have in their subordinates."

"to be frank."

　　 "A little bit."

　　 "Well, but someone has to guard the house."

　　 "Subordinates know."

　　 "Well, you don't have much talent in martial arts, but it's not bad to be a housekeeper in the future."

　　 "Subordinates understand."

　　 "Well, by the way, I will ask you again, if after we leave, a thief is suddenly encountered in the fort~lightnovelpub.net~ When you take the rest of you and you must be unable to guard it, what will you do?"

　　 Xiao Yibo immediately said:

　　 "The subordinates will immediately destroy the grain, grass, ordnance in the warehouse..."

　　 Xue San jumped up,

　　 patted Xiao Yibo's head.

　　 "Hi...sir, did your subordinates do something wrong?"

　　 "You think it's easy for us to save this property? You burn it when you say it?"

　　 "Ah... uh, what should the subordinate do?"

　　 Xue San pointed his finger at the room in front of him.

　　 That room is not a room for any adults, but on weekdays, no one is allowed to enter. On several occasions when Xiao Yibo passed by the door of the room, he seemed to feel the chills in his heart.

　　 "When that situation is really reached, you, just ran here, faced this door, and knelt down."

　　 "Kneel down?"

　　 "Yes, kneel down."

　　 "My lord, kneel down and then?"

　　 "Shout."

　　 "My lord, what should your subordinates call?"

　　 "Grandpa, help me!"

　　

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