"I believe in you, I remember that King Beiyan did accept this to you personally."
No one believed in the old taro. Now someone suddenly appeared, affirming that the old taro's statement attracted everyone's attention in an instant.
Everyone looked at the handsome young man.
There was a very gentle smile on the young man's face, and in the face of these sudden gazes, he was very calm and calm.
Even a little boy who looks like only seven or eight years old sitting next to a young man does not have the slightest sense of panic. At first glance, he is out of the proud courtyard. He has been nurtured since childhood and has seen big scenes. If not, such a small boy Boy, it can't be so peaceful.
However, the young man said that he believed in the old taro. Instead of appreciating the old taro, he frowned slightly.
He felt that the young man in front of him seemed familiar, but he couldn't remember where he saw him. Most importantly, what the young man said was a bit too exaggerated.
Why would he dare to say that he remembered that King Beiyan promised himself that he would let the old taro train recruits? Note that the emphasis is on the word "personally".
Personally, it was naturally face-to-face, and I heard it with my own ears. However, the old taro got the promise of King Beiyan on the battlefield. How could such a gentle and gentle young man appear on the battlefield? May be close to the King of Beiyan
And if Old Taro was just wondering, Wang Laosan, who had been antagonistic to Old Taro, would react even more simply and rudely.
Wang Lao San sneered directly, buckled his nose and shit unscrupulously, and said contemptuously: "Oh, what's wrong with this today? The old taro brags about seeing the prince. This is from How come a thin~skin~tender~ fleshy little guy who is as weak as a woman and dare to pretend to have seen the prince?"
Inside the inn, roars of laughter broke out again.
The young man was dressed in white and looked very gentle and elegant. He looked like a scholar.
Scholars have a very special status in this year and month, and they are very high, but in the eyes of veterans who have just retired from the battlefield, who have killed people and have seen blood in these battlefields, it is not worth mentioning.
Even if this young scholar came from a wealthy compound, these veterans are still not afraid.
In life, there is no major event except life and death. They have experienced life and death and are not even afraid of life and death. What else is there to be afraid of? What's more, these veterans have enough confidence, they are Yan Yun's heroes, Yan Yun's care for heroes is sufficient, they are not afraid of the so-called wealthy courtyard.
The young man was not as sharp-edged as other scholars, nor did he become angry. He just laughed it off, picked up the wine bowl, and saluted the many old men in a distance, and said with a smile:
"Yeah, I also think that I have grown a little too white. I will try harder and harder in the future. If I am weather-beaten, I may become rougher. In fact, I have always been to all heroes who fought bloody battles for Yanyun. My respect, but there is no chance to express it. Today, I will use this bowl of thin wine to offer you a glass. I will do it first, and you are free."
At the end of the speech, the young man drank the wine in his glass, which meant a lot of heroism.
Wang Lao San and the other old men were taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help but cast a high look at the young man.
After hesitating for a while, Wang Laosan took the lead in holding up the wine bowl, and Lang said with a smile: "You are a good young man. Unlike other scholars, you will always verbally criticize us who are not good at writing and writing. I see you still It's pleasing to the eye, this bowl of wine, I have done it!"
With Wang Laosan taking the lead, the other elders also drank the wine in the glass together.
The old taro hesitated for a moment, and then tentatively asked: "Young people, have we really met before? Why do I think you are a bit familiar?"
Wang Laosan rolled his eyes, before waiting for the young man to reply, he interjected directly: "Old taro, old taro, you are really getting better and better! You're all alive~dog~? Why do you drop it? You still refuse to accept it. Do you want to blow? Do you want to say that this young man without the power to bind the chicken has really been on the battlefield, and has really heard that the prince asked you to train new recruits?"
The old taro was poked, his old face turned black and his face full of grief.
Obviously, even he himself felt that this was absolutely impossible.
On the contrary, it was the seven or eight-year-old child beside the young man, pouting his mouth and said unconvincedly: "My father is not a weak scholar with no hands! My father alone can put you all down. On the ground!"
Wang Lao San and the others laughed dumbly, their faces full of playfulness.
The young man shook his head with a wry smile, and whispered to the child beside him:
"Don't be rude! Know the number of etiquette! All of you here are our Yan Yun heroes. Is it daddy's comparison?!"
The child had the intention to refute, but it seemed that he didn't want to go against his father's will. He lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "Mother said, Daddy is the real hero!"
The voice of this sentence was very light, but Wang Lao San heard it, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes, and looked at the young man again.
Children are the most innocent. Children seldom deceive, especially when they are wronged and unconvinced, let alone know how to deceive.
So the question is, the dad he said is a hero, is it his mother who lied to him, or is it true
This doubt flashed in Wang Lao San's mind, he just shook his forehead and temporarily forgot it.
The lively atmosphere was restored in the inn again, and the pair of tit-for-tat old buddies, Wang Lao San and Old Taro, began to fight together.
In fact, the relationship between the two is very close, it is the love formed on the battlefield, life and death, if not, Wang Lao San would not tease the old taro so mercilessly.
The young man in the corner with the child was speechless, just listening quietly, listening to the sadness of the veterans, the worries of the veterans, the ambitions of the veterans, the unwillingness of the veterans, the veterans’ story.
The veteran is only old, but not dead;
The veteran does not die, just retreat!
What the veterans vomit is the most practical. You can see any detail in the barracks, and you can also see the major problems and hidden dangers that currently exist in the Yanyun military.
Not long after, it seemed that there was a Titan coming, the atmosphere in the inn was instantly ignited, and everyone stood up to greet him.
The visitor was a tall and strong man, with extremely hideous damage on his face, but this was not his biggest characteristic. The most distinctive thing on his body was the very huge sword he was fighting against his shoulder!
As soon as the big man walked into the inn, he was greeted by the crowd.
Everyone stood up to greet each other, except the young scholar in the corner who didn't move.
As soon as Wang Laosan was about to utter a scolding, he saw the big man with a knife, who was invited in like a star holding the moon, his face changed drastically.
"Liu Bold, deputy general of the seventh echelon of Shanziying, see the prince!"