"What? Did you remember any new tricks?" Pang Yi looked at his energetic little appearance, and the more he looked at him, the more he liked him. He couldn't help stretching out his hand to pinch He Siwen's face, and said, "Or your uncle Kong taught you?"
"Yeah, Uncle Kong's skill is really good!" He Siwen nodded like a chicken pecking rice in a hurry, and raised his chin to Pang Yi, and said with a little provocation, "Uncle Kong also said , within thirty strokes, you can definitely beat Uncle Pang to the ground!"
"Listen to him being silly!" Pang Yi became furious immediately, and slapped his thigh violently, "When I was killing barbarians with real swords and guns in southern Xinjiang, he was still playing in the mud in the northeast! If compared to I may be inferior to him in making snowmen and snowball fights, but when it comes to boxing skills, I can make him kneel down and call him big brother within ten strokes!"
"But Uncle Pang..." He Siwen looked at Pang Yi's obviously protruding belly hesitantly, and then said hesitantly, "You are much fatter than Uncle Kong now, can you still be flexible in your moves? ?”
Pang Yi's life has been very comfortable these past few years. The year before last, the Xiao'an family added another daughter to him. He has a good wife and a pair of smart children. Last year, the old Minister of the Ministry of War relapsed and returned home. Pang Yi, the minister of the Ministry of War, took over the position of Minister of the Ministry of War. He was originally Zhong Mingwei's right-hand man, and now he is even more prominent. Being able to patrol hunting on behalf of the emperor, his status in the court can be seen. His family and official career are all smooth, so Pang Yi inevitably became fatter and fatter, and his stomach has bulged in the past two years, but his body is already burly. At first glance, it is not obvious, but sitting at this time, it is clear at a glance.
"Man said that he has gained such a little weight, even if he is born fat, I will be more than enough to beat him!" Pang Yi snorted coldly, seeing He Siwen's expression of disbelief, he immediately pulled He Siwen sat on his lap, and then asked in a deep voice, "What? You don't believe uncle?"
"No, I was thinking about something else..." He Siwen shook his head, frowning in embarrassment and said, "Uncle Pang, you said that Uncle Kong is so good at martial arts, and he is the commander of the Royal Forest Army of our Great Zhou, but Why can't he beat Uncle Chen who doesn't even know martial arts? I've seen with my own eyes that Uncle Chen can beat Uncle Kong with a feather duster." He Siwen looked at Pang Yi's instantly stiff face, The only reason is that Pang Yi didn’t believe it, so he was busy gesticulating with his hands and continued, “Really, Uncle Kong seemed to be drinking too much outside that day, and came back to talk nonsense to Uncle Chen. , took care of Uncle Kong to rest, but the next morning, when Uncle Kong woke up, Uncle Chen turned his face! He took out such a long feather duster from the gall bottle, and beat Uncle Kong after chasing him! The beating was terrible! Running all over the yard! Shouting sorry while running, tsk tsk tsk, it was really miserable, worse than my godmother beating Ruier."
He Siwen grew up beside Zhong Mingwei and Meiya, and also grew up with the little prince and princess, so Zhong Mingwei and Meiya always regarded him as their own child. When He Chengzhi returned to the capital two years ago, He Siwen officially recognized Zhong Mingwei and Meiya as godfathers, but he couldn't call them godfathers to outsiders, but in front of Pang Yi and other close officials, he didn't shy away much.
"Uncle Pang, why haven't you spoken?" He Siwen talked for a long time, feeling extremely thirsty, took out the water bag and gulped down a gulp of water. After drinking, he saw that Pang Yi was still so stiff Putting down the water bag, He Siwen wiped his mouth, and then said, "Uncle Pang, do you know why Uncle Da Kong can't beat Uncle Chen? I asked last time My godfather came, but godfather kept staring at me, and didn't tell me why."