Zhenlongting

Chapter 147 Mine, Mine, All Mine
Think of it as the Three Kingdoms period.

Zhang Kun felt that the book in his hand was basically useless.

Just throw it away.

I read it for nothing last night.

Just as the book was shot, it fell on the snow. Zhang Kun's heart skipped a beat, and he took two quick steps to pick it up.

He smiled and said, "I'm a scholar, what do I read if I don't read a book, do I hold a knife and a sword like you?"

The moment the book was out of his hands just now, his heart moved slightly, and he looked at his attribute bar... and found that the spirit had quietly increased a little, and it was already 31 o'clock now.

No wonder, in the early morning, my mind is clear, my body is in control, and I don't feel any coldness and soreness.

It seems that this body is my original body.

Every time the spirit improves, the soul grows stronger. In the end, the control over the blood and the body, as well as the control over the situation outside the body, are greatly enhanced.

Every flower and fruit, every grass and every tree are all reflected in my heart.

Just like in front of you, the soldiers ambushing on the hillside, the horses with bows and arrows, and the hares and pheasants hiding in the tree nests can all be seen clearly from the details.

Therefore, he didn't even feel the whim of the threat from these generals.

There is no threat at all, so where is the vigilance?

He glanced at it and could tell.

The two generals, Chen Zhong and Chen Shun, may have strong bones and muscles, strong bodies, and agile bodies.

However, all the tendons were not fully opened.

At most, it is the late stage of Ming Jin.

To be a young general on the battlefield is still considered qualified, but to really meet a master, it is only a matter of half a move.

And those soldiers, except for a few people, don't even have the realm of joint force.

Not much better than ordinary people.

As for the six friends of Pengcheng mentioned by Fourth Sister Hua, it seems that they are all at the level of bone forging.

The third brother Qiao holds an ax in his hand like a feather, he must have glimpsed the level of dark energy, as for Lianhua himself, he is also at the level of bone forging, even Wang Xiaoya can't match it.

Therefore, when the few of them said earlier that they could protect themselves and escape from this mountain and break out of the siege of five hundred soldiers, they were probably talking big.

You can't run away without killing one or two people.

From this, it can also be seen that several people have deep loyalty and do not take danger in their eyes at all.

At this time, the rangers are indeed capable of killing people in a fit of anger, despising life and death, and paying attention to promises, but they should not be underestimated.

"It's still the third son who knows the current affairs and doesn't want us to embarrass us. Let's go. The master and the eldest son have been waiting there for a long time... After seeing them, we will leave early."

Chen Zhong said with a half-smile.

As a capable general, he has a much higher status than the concubine who is inferior to Chen's dog.

At least, he has hundreds of soldiers under him, he will be rewarded for his meritorious service, and he will be able to serve as an official for the general in the future.

And this bastard, in the best case, is to be a shopkeeper.

Perhaps, when the Patriarch is in a better mood in the future, he will allocate some land to make him a little rich man.

As for the huge family property of the family, as well as the city and army controlled by the Chen family, what does it matter to him?

If you can honor him and treat him as a small official like a clerk, you will be considered a magnanimous mistress.

In this case, is there any need for respect?
He waved the spear in his hand, let Zhang Kun get into the carriage, and rode with Chen Shun one by one, guarding more than escorting, and went straight down the hill along the gentle slope.

……

Down the mountain, and did not enter the city.

Instead, he went directly to the south gate of Xuzhou City.

There is a large group of chariots and horses gathering here, looking from a distance, it stretches for several miles.

Chen Zhong and Chen Shun went to see the order, Zhang Kun looked from a distance, and saw an old man with five strands of long beard standing there dignifiedly, he waved his hand, telling them to leave as soon as possible.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't look at myself.

This is the original body's biological father, Chen Hanyu.

No wonder Lianhua opened her mouth to scold the old bastard, she was really unreasonable.

And another man in his 30s with an extraordinary bearing, with a warm smile on his face, looked over from time to time and waved hello.

This should be Chen Yuanlong, he looks like a hero.

He rode on the white horse, smiled, stopped looking at this side, turned around, and talked to a tall man of about two meters two and three meters tall.

The man was riding on a huge fiery red horse, holding Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, he was majestic and high-spirited.

I thought it was a farewell.

Within several luxury carriages, there was a whimpering sound...

The brigade started to set off.

"It seems that I'm here to make up the numbers. No, there are guards and dozens of soldiers guarding day and night. Chen Yuanlong's sincerity is really sufficient."

"Yeah, this is very sincere, using my own family as a raft... He is very trustworthy in front of Lu Bu, I am too lazy to see his hypocrisy... He is heartless and ungrateful, and he was born to win such a famous name. This world is really funny gone."

Lianhua is a woman who doesn't get sand in her eyes.

Say what comes to mind.

Regardless of the glaring eyes of the surrounding soldiers.

He just followed closely behind Zhang Kun, holding two knives tightly in his hands, for fear that something might happen.

"Don't be so nervous, I'm going to enjoy myself."

Zhang Kun smiled lightly, but his heart was touched for a long time.

What is there to say?

The white head is as new, and the tipped cover is as old.

There is really nothing to say about Hua Siniang and the others. Under such circumstances, it is obvious that he is going to be a hostage, and they will not run away with him.

Ready to kill a bloody road at any time...

Especially lotus.

For his own brother, it may be nothing more than that.

Is this the ancient loyalty?
Sometimes, he thinks that people in this era are very cunning, and sometimes, he thinks that people in this era are very straightforward.

It can only be said that flowers are similar to flowers, but people are different.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, don't run into Wenhou's family..."

There was a burst of drinking all around.

Zhang Kun and others were rushed to the side of the road to wait.

A white horse whizzed by with bells ringing, and there were fragrant chariots and BMWs meandering forward.

The servants held down the horse's speed and followed closely. When the horse's hooves ran, a cloud of mud and snow was splashed, leaving more or less yellow stains on the bodies of the people beside the road.

No one was dissatisfied, on the contrary, many people leaned over, wanting to take a closer look at the convoy.

"That's Mrs. Diaochan!"

"Don't look too much, don't you need eyeballs?"

There were people whispering and admonishing each other.

"Tsk tsk, the tiger father has no dog girl, and the major general is still good-looking... It's really amazing. I heard that he fought all the way from the north to the south, leading dozens of soldiers, and killed through Cao Jun's camp. The wind of a father, it is a pity that as a daughter, otherwise, there is no limit..."

"A white horse with a helmet piercing the armor is also fast, can you see it clearly?"

"My pair of eyes, not blowing, can see through walls, otherwise, how can I shoot arrows..."

A few soldiers were talking, and the topic changed.

winking.

Then I heard the sound of whips breaking through the wind, beating several people to crawl all over the ground.

"Wen Hou's family members are also the ones who dare to gossip, don't mind."

Chen Zhong stepped forward and whipped the whip wildly.

After cursing in a low voice for a while, he ran to the front again, got off his horse, and knelt down to apologize.

"I don't know etiquette, so I ask General Hou to forgive me."

The general at once, with a long face and red nose, and a big bow on his back, is very imposing.

There are hundreds of elite cavalry behind them, all of them have long arms and waists, each with a big bow on his back, and a spear hanging on his horse.

"That's the eighth general, Hou Cheng, the general of the divine bow. He has amazing eyesight. He saw us, bow his head, quickly bow his head."

Surrounded by soldiers from the Chen family, they whispered in fear.

Zhang Kun took a look and saw that General Hou Cheng hadn't come over, and he didn't know if he heard the soldiers' discussion, but he just rode his horse and rushed to the front.

Zhang Kun actually didn't care much about this relocated army, since it had nothing to do with him anyway.

What he really cared about was that there were two people beside him, who were treated the same as himself.Riding a horse seems to be treated well, but in fact, there are people in front of and behind him watching carefully, and they are also escorted.

A man in his twenties, with dull eyes, holding a scroll in his hand, with a disheveled expression on his face.

If he wasn't wearing scholar's clothes, Zhang Kun would have thought that this man was a poor man.

"Then Chen Yuanhe always wanted to fight for his family background with his talent and learning, but he never thought that as his bastard, no matter how hard he tried, he would be able to get into the eyes of any great scholar? Even if he stood dizzy in front of someone else's door If you die, no one cares about you."

Noticing Zhang Kun's gaze, Fourth Sister Hua looked slightly pitiful, and sighed, "Master, you don't need to learn from him. Confucianism harms people, and it's too utilitarian. Miss used to say that there is nothing that can be done without doing anything, and things go with the clouds." ...to live a leisurely life, not to work hard, is also a lifetime."

This lady is knowledgeable.

Zhang Kun was taken aback for a moment before he realized that the young lady that Fourth Sister Hua was talking about was precisely this physical mother, Meng Qingning.

I don't know why such a quiet and elegant woman who seeks Tao married Chen Hanyu as a concubine, and why she passed away so early?
He didn't have any of these memories, and he wasn't going to ask more questions.

Undoubtedly, it is the son of the aristocratic family who is greedy for flowers and lust, meets a quiet girl by chance, and ends up with flirtatious words, and privately decides to have a secret knot for life... Later, it is a dog-blood story of the rich and powerful, and the end of depression.

Generally speaking, after the hostage incident, he didn't have the slightest sense of intimacy with the surname of this body.

Going to Xiapi here is also to use this identity to get a place to stay and get some resources to stand on, that's all.

A thousand miles begins with a single step.

Since there are ready-made family soldiers and fields and acres of manors, don't let them go for nothing.

"Look, Chen Yuanqing is much smarter. Relying on his young age and unscrupulous temper, he has learned some knives and sticks everywhere... Although he doesn't practice very well, but by virtue of his status as a concubine of the Chen family, he can help people calm down. If you get through the relationship, you can have a mouthful. You guys, he is living a happy life."

Fourth Sister Hua glanced over, her words were not lacking in persuasion.

This person, don't go all the way to the end.

Don't hang yourself from a tree either.

Nothing can be done, and it is serious to withdraw as soon as possible.

Even if you are wandering in the rivers and lakes, sleeping in the open air, and Sister Hua eats all you want, can you still be hungry?
"Sister Hua, you don't have to worry, I'll take care of myself."

Zhang Kun finally figured out that her body should have been called Sister Hua in the past...

Calling Lianhua seems to be not respectful enough, and calling Hua Sijie seems particularly alienated.

No wonder, in the early morning, when she heard her calling her Fourth Sister Hua, she wanted to touch her forehead to see if she had a fever and burned her brain.

You have a sense of proportion.

This has almost become a prisoner.

Fourth Sister Hua forced a smile: "Sister is just waiting to enjoy happiness with you..."

"Of course, just relax, it's okay."

While talking, Zhang Kun ignored Lianhua's beautiful eyes, and the old god was sitting on the horse, his figure undulating with the horse, as light as a willow leaf.

He closed his eyes slightly, didn't say much, his mouth moved slightly, but he was reciting the Huang Ting Sutra.

This book.

What the hell, it really depends on reading.

That's all.

It doesn't count if you understand it, and it's useless to copy it down.

Even if you recite it silently in your heart thousands of times, it is of no use to memorize it thoroughly.

What really works is the simplest way, that is, reading like a fool... It is best to speak without intention and not to think about the true meaning.

Just have a mouth.

This is a hint of mystery that Zhang Kun only realized when he saw that his mental power had quietly increased a little.

He studied for most of the night and read for more than an hour in total.

Maybe it's just starting to read, and the mental power is very active, but after a few hours of hard work, the mental power will be a little more.

It is equivalent to saving myself two points of Dragon Qi.

How rare is the dragon energy value.

This shows how precious this book is.

Even now, there are still no exercises or scriptures on the property panel.

Zhang Kun is still not ready to give up.

He guessed.

It should be that the level of this Huang Ting Dao Jing is too high, and such a little mental power is not enough to get started...

Is it fifty points of spirit, or one hundred points of spirit, or two hundred points?

He can't judge, so he can only use stupid methods, which can be regarded as laying a solid foundation.

According to unofficial rumors, there is a boy who recites Huang Ting three thousand times a day. After three years of cold and heat, the Taoist foundation is solid, so he entered the family court...

Zhang Kun thought to himself.

My foundation should be much stronger than that of ordinary chubby boys, and it will definitely take less than three years.

Maybe, after reading it for a few months, you can get started.

Even if there is no entry, isn't this able to continue to increase mental power?very good already.

For the growth of mental power, other functions cannot be seen for the time being. There is no way to use it, and there is no spiritual magic to kill the enemy directly.

However, Zhang Kun discovered that a strong mental strength is very useful for physical exercise and the use of blood energy.

At this time, the cultivation base of boxing weapons, which was impossible to advance, quietly appeared a little loose at this time, allowing him to see another world.

It seemed that his previous boxing techniques were a bit rough.

In the past, I couldn't see it, I couldn't feel it, but now I find that the shot can be more delicate, and the effect can be achieved with a little effort.

This is a long and arduous task.

Cultivation realm is one aspect, actual combat application is another aspect.

In fact, they are two different roads, and it is only now that they can see clearly.

……

From Xuzhou to Xiapi, I walked more than two hundred miles in a winding way.

Xiaoxing stayed overnight, dragging his family with him, and walked for five or six days before he saw the beautiful scenery of three rivers surrounding the city and the confluence of Yiwu and two rivers.

All the way into town.

Zhang Kun and his party separated from the army of Mu's family early on, and came to Chen's Manor under the "escort" of Chen Zhong, Chen Shun and five hundred soldiers.

It covers an area of ​​hundreds of acres, with horse farms, rockeries, pavilions, gardens, mansions...

There are hundreds of servants, dozens of stewards, and some left-behind soldiers, all waiting in front of the hall of the manor.

"Okay, come here and arrange for some young masters to stay here."

When Chen Zhong arrived here, he gave orders as if he had arrived at his own home.

Presumably, before leaving the old house, the eldest son Chen Yuanlong had already given orders.

Soon there will be a steward stepping up to take orders...

"Sister Hua, there are a total of [-] soldiers, can you manage them well?"

Until then, Zhang Kun asked with a smile.

"I?"

Lianhua opened her mouth and touched her ears. She suspected that she had heard wrong.

"Yes, it's you."

Everything up and down in this mansion will be under your control from now on.If you feel powerless, don't you have the third brother Qiao and the sixth brother Wen?By the way, send a letter to call Xiu Da, Tang Er, and Liu Wu... Here, from now on, will be our first foundation. "

Zhang Kun raised his head, his eyes glanced at men and women, big and small, in the mansion. There were a thousand people, and they sighed in satisfaction.

……

Ask for a monthly pass.

(End of this chapter)