"I haven't seen him for four years. What level is he in now?"
When Yang Gong asked this question, his words were filled with yearning, envy and disappointment - he would never have the chance to pursue higher peaks in martial arts in this lifetime, but when he thought that the end of his efforts for most of his life was just a resting place for that rebellious young man along the way, he felt helpless. In the face of absolute talent and a clear mind, no matter how hard he tried, it would only be half the result with twice the effort.
Chen Tang said: "He is a young master of the fifteenth level. I think his realm is very stable and he is probably not far from a breakthrough..."
Gong Xichou's pace did not slow down as his realm improved. According to this trend, he may really have the possibility of reaching the twentieth level of Chehou.
"Heroes emerge from youth, and the younger generation is to be feared."
Chen Tang complained: "He is considered a young man now."
Sometimes he also looks like a spirited young man.
Yang Gong: “…”
It would have been fine if the lord hadn't mentioned it, but as soon as he mentioned it, it reminded him of something - the lord in front of him was much younger than Gong Xichou. Back then, Xiaocheng was chased and beaten by Gong Xichou, but now he has narrowly defeated the opponent, and he is also practicing dual cultivation.
If Gong Xichou is a child of destiny, what is the lord
Son of Heaven
Yang Gongdu said: "Young people these days..."
They are each more terrifying than the last.
As they talked, the two walked to Gong Xichou's place. The army of Shen Tang strictly abided by military discipline when entering the city, not disturbing the people, and actively invested manpower in repairs. The common people of Xiaocheng were terrified at first, fearing that this was a deception, and hid in their homes one by one, not daring to go out, until they found that there was no danger and gradually returned to their daily lives. The courtyard where Gong Xichou's brother and sister were located was close to the common people's living area.
Therefore, some people can still be seen on the street, but compared with when Chen Tang first came to Xiaocheng, it is still much more desolate.
Before Chen Tang raised his hand to knock on the door, he heard the sound of wooden sticks hitting each other in the yard, clanging non-stop. From time to time, he could hear a woman's muffled groan of pain and the loud noise of heavy objects falling to the ground. He knew that the battle inside was fierce.
She knocked a few times, but there was no response.
"It looks like no one is available to open the door for the time being."
"Then visit another day?"
Chen Tang shook his head and said, "That won't do. I rarely come here. How can I not see anyone and justify the unfinished government affairs? As long as we don't lose our way, there are always more solutions than problems. Since we can't go through the door, then we can go through the wall. The effect will be the same."
After saying that, he took Yang Gong and stepped directly onto the wall.
Inside the courtyard, there is a martial arts arena.
Gong Xichou was sparring with a man in black with a stick. He did not step out of the small circle drawn under his feet during the whole sparring. The man in black kept fighting and being defeated again and again, repeating the process of charging with the stick, being knocked away, getting up and charging again, and being knocked away again.
Chen Tang and Yang Gong simply sat on the wall.
In just a quarter of an hour, the unfortunate man in black was beaten back in various ways. He was either knocked into the air or rolled on the ground. He even used his face to brake several times. During this process, he had countless scars from the stick all over his body.
Gong Xichou had already noticed the two uninvited guests sitting on the wall. One of them watched the fun for a while and then joined in the fun: "Little brother Langjun, I have defeated Gong Xichou before. I will teach you how to beat him. I promise you will learn it..."
Upon hearing this, Yang Gong turned his eyes away from the man in black. He felt as if he had seen this man before. However, his face was red from the bruises and covered with dust, so he could not see his original appearance at all. "My Lord, this is not good."
Isn't this a complete scam
Chen Tang: "But I didn't lie."
Yang Gong carefully considered what Chen Tang said. He was indeed not lying, but if he really believed it, he would only be beaten more badly. As expected, with Chen Tang's instructions, the black-clothed man performed a little better, but he would still be defeated within three moves.
Broken sticks were scattered all over the ground.
The situation came to a temporary end only when Gong Xilai appeared.
Gong Xilai was holding a long-cooked tonic soup in his hand. Seeing his best friend's disfigured face, he felt distressed and helpless and said, "Brother, could you use less stick on Ying's face next time?"
"She fell down by herself, not because I hit her with a stick. Besides, a Wudan warrior has strong recovery ability, so this little skin injury is nothing." Gong Xichou raised his hand and called Chen Tang, who was sitting on the wall, to come down and taste the soup cooked by his caring sister.
This is something he alone has.
I am willing to share it out of consideration for our friendship.
Chen Tang led Yang Gong down the wall, passing the black-clothed man who was meditating and regulating his breathing. Chen Tang raised his head and drank, wiping his mouth: "Our sister's cooking skills are exquisite, even the royal chefs in the court are not at this level. No wonder I saw you gain weight, it turns out you always eat alone."
Gong Xichou: "...That's my sister."
He added: "I haven't gained weight either."
Gong Xilai smiled shyly: “Mr. Shen is joking.”
Gong Xichou said sarcastically, "There is a saying that goes, 'If someone is too attentive to you for no reason, he is either a traitor or a thief.' Mama is trying to be as smooth-talking as those playboys, so she definitely has ulterior motives. She might be targeting you, Alai, so be careful."
Chen Tang didn't blush when his purpose was seen through, and said bluntly: "Since you saw through it, I won't beat around the bush. I just feel that I have a good relationship with this girl. Instead of letting her follow you around and investigate the truth, it's better to keep her here and take care of her. I'm not bragging, Longwu County is one of the rare paradises nowadays. Xun Yongan is also here, how can you not trust him?"
Gong Xichou had no expression on his face.
"If you don't mention Xun Ding, I can rest assured."
"Xun Ding is here, I'm really worried."
Chen Tang: “…”
I didn't expect Gongxi Chou to have such a serious sister complex. She suggested, "Then you should leave a few more confidants with our sister. Anyway, it won't be dangerous for you to run around alone, and it would be a waste to bring followers with you."
"Stay, I will definitely make them do their job!"
"I can also help you guard against Xun Yongan!"
Chen Tang continued to fool around, patting his chest.
"You can't trust others, but can you not trust me?"
Yang Gong was simply shocked by Chen Tang's shamelessness - if this fell into the ears of others, it would be no different from demanding a hostage in person! Can someone like Gong Xichou tolerate threats? But he underestimated the weird brain circuits of Chen Tang and the others.
"Mama has some truth in what she said."
Gong Xichou thought seriously about Shen Tang's suggestion.
"But why did you go to so much trouble to keep Alai here?"
Chen Tang smiled and said, "Xiang Zhuang danced with a sword, aiming at Pei Gong. Today Chen Tang came to your house, naturally aiming at your Gong Xichou. I am short of people now. Given my relationship with your clan, it is somewhat unreasonable for you to continue to help others, isn't it?"
Can the sister control still fly if you pinch the girl
Gong Xichou: “…”
"Fathers and sons fight together in battle, and brothers fight together to kill tigers! We have a close relationship, isn't it closer than brothers?" Chen Tang patted his chest instead.
Gong Xichou: "Tell the truth."
Chen Tang: "I'm short of people!"
Gong Xichou's brows were about to be twisted into knots, as if this was a very difficult problem to solve. Finally, he relaxed his brows and said, "If you are really the 'holy object', I will come back. But I don't have that much time to train troops and lead the army. At most, I can go out to fight a few battles. It's not that I don't want to, but I still need to find a close relative who is living outside. I hope you understand."
You can be a vanguard in fighting, but you don't have to be a commander.
"Do you have any relatives living outside?"
This is the first time I heard Gong Xichou mention it.
Gong Xichou: "Yes, he is my brother."
"What's yours is mine, and I'll send someone to look for it."
Gong Xichou moved the corners of his mouth and swallowed back what he was about to say.
Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Chen Tang was thinking of finding an excuse to take Yang Gong away. Gong Xichou then noticed the familiar strong man standing behind Chen Tang with a calm aura. He recalled carefully and said, "It turned out to be you. Are you still alive?"
Yang Gong said: "It's a good fortune."
Gong Xichou could see that although Yang Gong was an ordinary man, he did not have the decadent aura of a hero in his twilight years. He thought that his state of mind had improved. It was a pity that the Dan Mansion had been abandoned. Gong Xichou asked him, "What's your name?"
He wanted to know the name of this former rival.
Yang Gongdao: "Yang, my name is Gong, and my courtesy name is Gongcheng."
Gong Xilai inexplicably felt that the name sounded familiar. Just as he was about to ask Yang Gong something, he heard the black-clothed man Yang Ying, who was meditating and regulating his breathing, turn red in the face, and his blood and qi were surging. Gong Xichou noticed it immediately and forcibly suppressed the running martial energy: "What are you doing?"
Can martial energy run wildly in the meridians
Unexpectedly, Yang Ying swallowed the blood rising in her throat, and hurriedly stood up to look for something, her eyes locked on a familiar figure. Her eyes quickly turned red and misty, her lips trembled, her throat spasmed due to emotional excitement, and she couldn't utter a word. How could Yang Gong not notice this fiery gaze? He looked at the tall, dusty man in black, his expression puzzled.
"Why are you looking at me like that, little lad?"
The black color can conceal the figure, and the opponent has a Wudan Tiger Talisman on his waist, plus that face that frequently slaps his face and is extremely cruel, Yang Gong really thought it was a young man. Hearing the familiar voice that he had not heard for many years, Yang Ying could no longer hold back, tears rolled down, and he called out: "Father!" It was not as deep as a man's, but not as soft as a woman's, it was somewhere in between.
"… Why do you call me father?"
Yang Gong didn't remember knowing the other person.
Hearing the name "Xiao Lang", Yang Ying was startled. She thought of her younger brother who died in her arms when he was young, and whose body was cold. She was overwhelmed with grief: "Father, I am Ying, your daughter Ying, not your brother Xiong..."
Ah Ying? Ah Xiong
Yang Gong suddenly opened his tiger eyes wide.
The whole person was like a sculpture, frozen in place.
Looking at the young man in front of him who called himself "Aying", he was overwhelmed by ecstasy and confusion, and he could not react in time. Gongxi Chou then remembered that Gongxi said that Yang Ying was the relative of his defeated general, but he did not say who it was.
So Yang Ying is the daughter of Yang Gong
Shen Tang was also surprised by this coincidence.
“You, you, you are really Aying…” Yang Gong struggled to control his limbs, but he couldn’t control the emotions that surged like a tsunami. His pair of tiger eyes were already filled with tears. He raised his hand to touch Yang Ying’s face, but was afraid it was an illusion.
Yang Gong had a daughter and a son.
One was named Ying and the other was named Xiong.
But the son was still too young, and only a few relatives knew his real name. Outsiders only knew that he was the second in the family.
"I am!"
These two simple words made Yang Gong unable to hold back any longer.
He burst into tears right there, hugged his daughter whose head had already reached his ears, and cried bitterly, letting out his emotions. After a while, he wiped away his tears with his palms, and looked at the daughter in front of him who looked nothing like his daughter: "How did you become like this?"
Yang Ying pointed at Gong Xichou and said, "He beat me."
Yang Gong: “…”
Oh, yes.
He also watched Gong Xichou beating Yang Ying for a quarter of an hour.