Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Wan Yanchang said: "Mr. Xu is full of heart, so I naturally have to see the brilliance of your academy."

Xu Zizhen pointed sideways at the women's school phalanx: "Then choose, anyway, you are only so promising, you only dare to pick the big girls in our college."

Wan Yanchang was so angry that his lungs were about to explode, he gritted his teeth and said coldly: "Xu Zizhen, this commander is the envoy of the Kingdom of Jin, yet you insult me ​​with words over and over again, if you don't give me an explanation today, I will Shuai will let you see the big golden cavalry!"

But as soon as he said it, he realized that he had said the wrong thing. Sure enough, Xu Zizhen sneered and said contemptuously: "How fresh, your army has long since broken the contract and invaded south, and now it is almost under the nose of our officials. You still use this Scaring me? You are not ashamed, I am ashamed for you, besides, what happened to the big gold cavalry? It’s not like I haven’t seen it before.”

"You..." Wanyan Changteng stood up, glaring and frowning, but couldn't continue, isn't it? The book is talking.

"it is good!"

Wan Yanchang couldn't continue, but all the students in the audience applauded loudly. They were all young and passionate. Originally, Zhao Huan was sitting high on the stage. After the absolutely suppressed momentum ended, their blood boiled, and Xu Zizhen's words were so domineering that they expressed their hearts. Now they couldn't hold back anymore, and applauded loudly.

Zhao Huan couldn't express his joy in his heart. Clay figurines have three parts earthy nature, not to mention that although he is cowardly, he is still an emperor. Although it is rude for Xu Zizhen to say such words on such an occasion, it is equivalent to expressing his anger for him, but the scene always speaks. Still have to say, otherwise it would be bad for Xu Zizhen, and even worse for him if the trouble continued.

His face darkened, and he pretended to be unhappy and shouted: "Xu Qing, don't be presumptuous!"

Xu Zizhen naturally understood that Zhao Huan was doing it for his own good, so he took advantage of the situation and said hypocritically: "The humble official is rude, and the official forgives the crime." After speaking, he turned his head and smiled at Wan Yanchang, "Marshal Wanyan, there are a lot of things your lord won't do with you. I care about it, huh?"

This time he called Marshal Wanyan, and made a serious apology. Wanyan Chang had nowhere to vent his anger, so he could only sit back with a muffled grunt.

Xu Zizhen smiled and said again: "Marshal Wanyan, is this riding skill comparable? If you want to compare, you can choose the students in the audience."

Wan Yanchang was about to blurt out a response, but he held back when the words were on the verge of his mouth, Xu Zizhen looked confident, there must be something wrong here, Wan Yanchang couldn't help thinking of the few games he lost just now, he hesitated , Seeing Xu Zizhen's proud look, he still decided to give up for a while.

If you can't bear it, you will make trouble, Xu Zizhen, let you go now, don't give me a chance!

He pretended to be magnanimous and waved his hands and said: "No need, my Jurchen son Lang Ziyou grew up on horseback, it would be deceiving to compete with you."

Xu Zizhen heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. He deliberately said this to make Wan Yanchang feel scared and dare not take up the challenge. In fact, he was really nervous. Song horses were not so easy to buy, and there were only a handful of horses in the entire academy who could ride horses. Only Ohno is proficient in riding skills, but he can't always be shown in the show, right?

The competition was temporarily suspended. Xu Zizhen waved his hand, and the music of the female students in the audience started to play again. Amidst the sound of music and drums, the martial arts practitioners started to move again. The queue rotated rapidly, and each pair formed a group. This time, they practiced unarmed Kickboxing.

This is the routine that Xu Zizhen taught them. Every move and every style is simple, quick and practical, very suitable for military use. Coupled with the exciting sound of drums and pianos, there is another exciting scene.

Zhao Huan had never seen such a fist move before, and sat on the stage watching it with relish. Halfway through seeing it, Xu Zizhen led a maid to come up, and put a plate of unknown things in front of him.

"What is this?" Zhao Huan took a sip out of curiosity, and immediately praised. The thing on the plate was bigger than a pigeon egg, and it was yellow and fragrant. It was sprinkled with sugar and cheese, and it tasted delicious and sticky.

Xu Zizhen smiled secretly, this is the taro ball he used to eat, but these days there are few seasonings, so he can only use this simple method to make it, but even so, Zhao Huan is full of praise.

But after a while half a plate of taro balls was in his stomach, Zhao Huan stopped chopping and said happily, "Come here, tell me the cook who made this."

"Yes." The little eunuch left in response, and after a while led a woman onto the stage.

"Long live, long live, long live, long live, long live!"

Zhao Huan looked at the cook, and saw that she was not too old. Although there were wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, she was well maintained, and it could be seen that she must have been a beauty when she was young, and she still has a charm even now.

"What's the name of this thing? Did you make it?"

The cook said: "Go back to the official's house. This thing is called Dragon Ball, and it is made by women."

Dragon Ball?This name is good!Zhao Huan became more and more happy, and overjoyed, he asked the little eunuch to reward her with two gold ingots. The cook knew the rules, and was about to leave after receiving the ingots to thank her, but was stopped.

"The cook, wait a minute."

Zhao Huan and Xu Zizhen turned their gazes at the same time, only to see that it was the interpreter of the Korean envoy who spoke.

Xu Zizhen frowned: "What do you mean?"

The interpreter looked embarrassed, and said in a stuttering manner: "Master Che said...that all of you adults have tried the academy, and now it's his turn."

Xu Zizhen glanced at the Korean man behind the interpreter. He was a thin old man with a dull expression. Xu Zizhen remembered that this little old man seemed to have never opened his eyes when he entered the gate of the college. Now he looked carefully and found that the little old man had too many eyes. Small, almost narrowed into a slit, at first glance it seems to be asleep.

He sneered in his heart, it seems that the Korean people really wore a pair of trousers with the golden dog, Wanyan Chang just failed to please him, is he jumping out now to save face?Just come, I will be afraid of you?

"Okay, Mr. Che is welcome to advise, I don't know what you want to try?"

After the interpreter passed on the message, Mr. Che said something expressionless, and the interpreter's face became even more ugly. He gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Che said... speaking is better than kung fu."

Xu Zizhen suddenly sneered: "Have you finished the story?"

The interpreter was taken aback: "This..."

Xu Zizhen waved his hand: "Since you are too embarrassed to say it, let me tell you." He looked at the Korean envoy with cold eyes, "He said, there is nothing comparable to flowery fists and embroidered legs. Weapons don't matter life or death, right?"

The interpreter opened his mouth wide and said in disbelief, "Master Xu, you..."

Xu Zizhen's tone became colder and colder, and he continued: "He also said that since I want them to choose at will, then he is not polite, and I will choose her... right?"

He raised his finger and pointed at the cook who was about to step down.

There was an uproar on and off the stage at the same time. Those who responded quickly were shocked that Xu Zizhen could understand Korean, while those who reacted slowly were indignant at the shamelessness of the Korean people. Even a cook was ashamed to choose.

But what shocked them was still behind. The anger on Xu Zizhen's face disappeared in an instant, and he turned around and smiled at the cook: "Mother, the stick is begging for abuse, how about you fulfill him?"