"How do you call this Xiongtai?" Wu Zheng asked.
The man triumphantly put his hands back, stood up with his chest, like two, five or eight thousand, and said, "I don't want to change my name, I can't change my surname, so does Leng Yuchun."
"Leng Yuchun?" Wu Zheng thought for a while, Xuan even shook his head and said, "It seems that there is no one with the surname Leng among the relatives of the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, right?"
"Although Leng is not a relative of the emperor, he was awarded a Jinshi the year before..."
Before that Leng Yuchun finished speaking, Wu Zheng interrupted him and said, "Jinshi? I thought it was something! What a little Jinshi is so big, I really opened my eyes today. Up."
After talking about Wu Zheng, he left without looking back. Comparing with this kind of idiot will only pull down his IQ!
"Stop for me with the surname Wu, what did you mean by this just now?"
Wu Zheng heard the clamor from behind, but saw the two soldiers from Zuo Xiaowei who were standing guard in front of him snickering there, so he rushed up angrily and put a kick on the bottom of both of them, and said angrily: "Smile! Laugh! Laugh! , People have insulted your general so much, you two second-hands are still laughing here, how come I, Zuo Xiaowei, have both of you."
The two guys who rolled on the ground rubbed their buttocks and suddenly their complexions changed and said, "The one who insulted my general is dead!"
Looking at the other one, he reacted instantly and said angrily: "If you dare to scold my general, that would be scolding my ancestor."
Wu Zheng said irritably, "What kind of thing is there for a fart?"
Hearing Wu Zheng's words, he jumped up from the ground. Just about to run over to beat him Leng Yuchun, he turned around and muttered carefully: "The general is a Jinshi master. Is it okay for us to beat him?"
"Look at you like a bear, what does it matter if you can't kill it? Even if it does matter, I will bear it for you."
"understand!"
After talking about the two second goods, he really rushed out, grabbing Leng Yuchun’s collar and pressing it on the ground, which was a severe beating, and then there was a shout of curses behind him, as well as the exclamation of the old man Pei Jing. , In a blink of an eye, Zuo Xiaowei's gate was messed up into a pot of porridge.
Hearing the movement, Wuyan didn't know it popped out with a bang, but saw his general's leisurely look, and then looked at the painful and flesh-and-blood scene outside the door, he couldn't help but curiously said: " General, this is..."
Wu Zheng glanced at Wuyan but was puzzled and said, "Who is your kid? It's very face-to-face!"
Wuyan smiled and said, "Little Wuyan! General, you won't forget the little one so quickly!"
"Wuyan! Why did you guy change his appearance again? I didn't even recognize it."
Wuyan said with a bitter expression: "Isn't the little one changed according to the general's appearance to the little one?"
"Kaoshen?" Wu Zheng rolled his eyes when he thought of this, because this thing was called by the guy He Laowu. These two guys are definitely avenging a private revenge, and they actually took a guy who was more than 50 years old. It doesn't matter if it is written as a young man in his twenties, but he is still a pockmark. Isn't this deliberately troubled by others
Wu Yan said: "Yes! Tell yourselves, General Cheng is not Bian, now Wu Yan Yi Lai is the battalion commander of Zuo Xiaowei reconnaissance battalion, but the general I have this battalion commander, but the soldiers in the battalion... Didn’t you say that there were five to six hundred people in a battalion? Why don’t you see one now?"
Wu Zheng patted Wuyan's shoulders and said earnestly, "Don't worry, if you have a battalion commander, are you afraid that there will be no soldiers? This time the general is here to prepare for recruitment. You can pick it at that time."
He asked without face doubts: "Recruiting troops? Didn't the generals always recruit troops in Dazhou? We are short of soldiers, so we can go directly to Zhechong Mansion. Why should we recruit troops?"
"Old Wu! It seems that there is one thing you haven't figured out yet. Those you are talking about are all old calendars. Nowadays, the soldiers can't even eat enough to eat. Even if they are recruited, they are still a group of refugees. If we are Zuo Xiao The guards are strong, and recruiting some refugees can be regarded as lightening the local burden.
But since your Majesty, Zuo Xiaowei, brought it over from the right hand, you don't know what it looks like. The death is scattered, and even the military noise of hundreds of us has to be paid for by Your Majesty.
If you really want to recruit a group of refugees as you said, the right image is stuck there! Do you think this... (End of this chapter)