Chapter 787 Yang Shenxing is frustrated and Xu Fengnian welcomes the marriage (3

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Chapter 787 Yang Shenxing was frustrated and Xu Fengnian welcomed the marriage.

Yang Shenxing almost kicked the bastard away. Xu Fengnian waved his hand to the old man: “My Lord Yang, forget it.”

Yang Shenxing stomped his feet heavily and said in pain: “Prince, I must be boasting. If the Huchen had not been such a damn stubborn temper, with his ability to lead troops, he would have been able to go to Tai’an City to get a real power general of one of the four square meters. I am really worried that he would deal with those officials from Tai’an City! Prince, look, as soon as his bad temper came up, he would dare not even be ignorant in front of you, Prince. If he went to the capital, that would be fine! Not to mention losing his official position, it is possible to lose his head!”

Xu Fengnian smiled and said, “General Yang is only suitable for leading troops in the local area. If he is an official at the feet of the emperor, he will definitely not be as good as those who have become elites. I guess General Yang will not be happy even if he is one of the four-platoon generals.”

Yang Shenxing sighed, “Yes, so this time the tiger minister volunteered to go back to Jizhou, but I didn’t stop him. Anyway, I can’t stop him.”

Yang Huchen murmured in dismay: “If you win, you really won.”

Xu Fengnian joked, “What, General Yang doesn’t want Beiliang to win, so you are not afraid that your father will travel thousands of miles to Beiliang, but the post roads are full of Beimang cavalry who want to travel freely.”

Yang Huchen, who had finally resurrected his soul, subconsciously reached out and touched the empty sleeve: “I lost an arm. I, Yang Huchen, never thought it was nothing, but I was a little regretful after all. I was cut on the battlefield by our own people in Liyang, not outside the frontier, and under the knife of the Beimang barbarian.”

Yang Huchen grinned, suddenly stood up, frightened the old man to death. Yang Shenxing was afraid that this guy would contradict Xu Fengnian again, so he raised his hand and pressed his son’s shoulder: “Sit down and talk!”

Yang Huchen shook his head, reached out to raise the tea bowl, and said in a deep voice to Xu Fengnian: “Prince, if there is no wine, let Yang Huchen dare to use tea instead of wine. Toast you, to all the soldiers of Beiliang! My Yang Huchen’s greatest wish in my life, Beiliang has done it. No matter how bullshit Liyang and Beiliang will be in the future, I, Yang Huchen, will owe you a bowl of wine. If you die one day on the Liangmang battlefield, I will lead troops to the battlefield where you died in battle to toast you! If you Xu Fengnian die at the hands of the Liyang court in the future, then I will go to the execution ground to toast your bowl of wine alone!”

Yang Shenxing closed his eyes. Hu Chen, this child, is really determined to die. Such unruly words can be said. But unexpectedly, Xu Fengnian also raised the tea bowl and stood up, and smiled and said, “I have to drink this bowl with tea instead of wine. Also, if you, Yang Huchen, have the opportunity to come to Beiliang in the future, no matter whether I die or not, remember to bring a jar of good wine. How can one bowl be enough?”

When the tea bowl touches the tea bowl, Xu Fengnian and Yang Huchen each drank it all in one go.

In the distance, the woman who could not hear the real conversation looked back at the three guests.While packing up the miscellaneous items, he muttered angrily, “These men are really good enough. Drinking tea for a few cents and drinking ambitions, I am poor and particular!”

After drinking tea, Yang Huchen, the No. 1 general in Jizhou, said goodbye and turned around. Yang Shenxing, who was still scared, smiled and scolded, “Get out now!”

Xu Fengnian and Yang Shenxing sat back on the stool. The woman hurriedly carried the teapot and poured a bowl of tea for the two of them at any time. Xu Fengnian smiled and said, “Boss, don’t just add tea without tea, this is not kind. Previously, a bowl of tea costs two cents, but now these two bowls can only be counted as one bowl and one cent.”

The woman twisted her fingers gently on Xu Fengnian’s arm and said angrily, “Okay, okay, a penny is just a penny, just treat your aunt as a benefit. It’s not that my aunt said you, you said you were handsome, and your accent is also from Beiliang. Why is it not good to look at my aunt and you don’t think you like you at all, but if you really want to choose a man to live with, I will still choose the rough man in my family.”

Xu Fengnian smiled wickedly, “Yes, yes, yes, you are strong and strong.”

The woman blushed and glared, “Little! Her mouth looks like a scholar! She is still the kind of half-baked guy who can’t get fame!”

Finally, the woman hesitated for a moment and asked unwillingly, “I really don’t want my aunt to be a matchmaker.”

Xu Fengnian laughed loudly and shook his head and said, “I already have a wife.”

At this time, Yang Shenxing sighed a little: Beiliang is different from Liyang.

Xu Fengnian curled his smile and said softly, “People in poor places have a hard life, but many people refuse to accept their fate while suffering.”

Yang Shenxing nodded and said, “The world’s elite troops went to Liaodong and Lianglong, and the old saying is not unreasonable.”

Xu Fengnian asked, “Mr. Yang, there are two roads now. One road is to be an idle deputy governor, just spend his old age in Qingliangshan.”

Before Xu Fengnian could tell the second road, Yang Shenxing said calmly, “Prince, I will choose this road. I am old and can’t stand the torture. Besides, even if Hu Chen left the capital, he is still in Jizhou.”