Warring States Call

Chapter 605 Yang Jiye

The border between Qin State and Wei State.

I saw a group of people climbing the hillside, wiping their faces from time to time with sweat.

The leader is two young men, each of them holds a long spear in their hands, and they have their own advantages and disadvantages in appearance. The leader is holding his own Rainstorm Pear Blossom Spear, with piercing tiger eyes, eight feet in length, sword eyebrows and star eyes , with hair standing behind her head, sparsely naked, with a piece of cloth on her forehead, dressed in black, stepped on this mountain road, and walked forward with her head.

"Brother! Wait for us." A young man behind him is as light as a swallow, with arms like an ape, and he also holds a spear in his hand, but his footwork is much faster, and his body is much smaller than that of the man in front. He looks a lot thinner, but his height is comparable to that of the person in front of him. Compared with the man, he is obviously taller, and his face is also paler, just like a little boy.

The man in front looked back at the young man, shook his head helplessly and said, "Erlang, hurry up!"

"I said, brother, why are you in such a hurry! Father wants you to take a rest, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry!" said Erlang with a smile.

"Uh...!" Seeing that his thoughts had been seen through, the man couldn't help but scratched his head, looking extremely embarrassed!

There was a middle-aged man in the back, who looked mighty and extraordinary, some white strands gradually emerged from his hair, with a smile in his eyes, he stretched out his hand, and said in greeting: "Yanping, don't act too hastily, hurry up!" Come back quickly, don't be in such a hurry."

"Yes, brother! Sit down and have a rest!" A young man next to him handed a water bottle to his father with a very kind smile on his face. His face was as white as jade, and there was a trace of bookishness on his face, but there was also a smile between his brows. With the color of fortitude, this person is more like a green bamboo, quiet and firm.

"Hey... I'm coming right now!" The man came down with a cry, looking at the few people with a hint of humility in his eyes.

As for this group of people, there are ten people including Yang Jiye and his son. There is only one child, who is full of hearts, wearing a hat, and wearing a small black dress. With a sweet smile, he looks at Yang Jiye: "Grandpa Eat pears!"

"Ah... oh... good...!" Yang Jiye smiled, and stretched out his hand to hold the child in his arms, with a smile in his eyes, he said, "Okay... come and hug me, grandpa!"

"Father, why do we come here? Why don't we go directly to Shangdang to join the eighth brother!" Yang Yanzhao, the Liulang who handed it to Yang Jiye, was puzzled.

Yang Jiye looked at his most satisfied son, looked at Yang Wenguang in his arms, couldn't help but smiled and said: "Of course we are looking for a good master for our little Wenguang!"

"Father, our Yang family spearheads are the only ones in the world. Why should we learn other people's marksmanship? In my opinion, it's better to bring him over by ourselves. It's more cost-effective for us uncles to teach them in turn!" Yang Yansi behind Yang Yanzhao's eyes revealed Unconvinced, his martial arts is considered the most outstanding among the brothers, so he naturally thinks that others are not as good as his Yang family's marksmanship.

Yang Jiye waved his hands helplessly and said: "I did this after careful consideration. When I arrive in Chang'an, with only eight of you taking part in one imperial examination, you will surely be able to show your power. Then you will be scattered to different places. Even if there is no one to teach it, then Chang'an is also a prosperous place, rotting people's muscles and bones, and this kid will be useless if he is careless after a long time!"

"But father doesn't have to wait for Wen Guang to come here!" Yang Yanhui walked up, still holding a pole in his hand.The chrysanthemum has a golden gun, which looks a bit like Yang Jiye.

Yang Jiye glanced at Yang Wenguang in his arms, and said helplessly: "Although my Yang family's marksmanship is powerful, most of them are killing skills, lack of agility, and there are many shortcomings, but Tong Yuan's marksmanship is exquisite and unparalleled. If the two are combined, It can also make up for the shortcomings and make it more refined!"

"Father, this is a grand expectation for Wenguang!" Yang Yanding said with a smile.

"Isn't uncle the same? You see, uncle is in a hurry!" Yang Wenguang interjected inappropriately, causing everyone to laugh. Yang Yanping touched the back of his head, looking embarrassed, and could only smirk.

Yang Jiye smiled and caressed Yang Wenguang in his arms. His eyes were full of expectations. They, uncles, uncles, and grandpas, also wanted to create a peaceful place for their offspring. What kind of development this kid can develop in the future depends on his own fortune. .

"Father, what kind of ability does this childlike face have to make big brother so impatient!" Yang Yanguang, who was on the side, laughed and laughed.

Yang Jiye stretched his waist, looked forward for a while, and said calmly: "I won't be able to make it clear for a while, but when you meet, it will naturally become clear."

"Yes!"

"Da Lang, let's go up the mountain!"

"Hahahahaha!"

A group of people are also talking and laughing.

Children generally develop very quickly, and now Han Chen is five feet tall, with a bamboo spear in his hand, and stabs the straw man in front of him whenever he has nothing to do.

Tong Yuan stared at Han Chen, and couldn't help saying seriously: "Be fast! Be ruthless! Don't leave the enemy a little bit of time."

"It's the master!" Han Chen wiped the sweat off his cheeks, and there was a hint of fortitude on his delicate face, and he would not let go until the last moment.

Tong Yuan looked at Han Chen who had been working so hard to get in touch, and showed a hint of relief. He nodded slightly, as satisfied.

"Master, what about us?" I saw a woman carrying a long gun, with a hint of heroism flashing in her eyes. To describe it in one sentence, it means that women do not give way to men.

When Tong Yuan saw this woman, he was irritated and said: "I said that you are a girl, can't you learn from Zhuo Wenjun? How decent is it to fight every day!"

"Master, whoever said that girls must dance with words and ink, we can also dance with knives and guns!" Mu Guiying's eyes flashed a little puzzled, but fortunately she didn't ask Tong Yuan anymore, and she made two steps into one step, making big strides Go up, grab Tong Yuan's beard, and snort coldly: "Stinky old man, do you want to teach or not!"

Tong Yuan, whose beard was caught, said helplessly: "Teach, teach! I will definitely teach!"

"Father, is this the Tong Yuan...master you mentioned?" Yang Yanzhao who rushed up showed a hint of doubt in his eyes. This old man can't even beat a little girl. Is this a bit of a joke?
When Tong Yuan saw someone coming again, he quickly slammed his beard, grabbed Mu Guiying's small hand with one hand, and threw it out with his backhand. dissatisfaction.

Tong Yuan didn't care at all, when he saw Yang Jiye's arrival, he couldn't help but smiled and said: "Old man Yang, you came quickly, please!"

(End of this chapter)