Fisherman's Song Dynasty

Wan Yanhong only felt the back of her hand warm up, and Xu Zizhen's big hand had already covered her. She was so frightened that she hurriedly withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

"Son!"

"Oh, unexpected accident." Xu Zizhen retracted his hand with a smile, pretending to bring back a plate of beef, and said seriously, "Ms. Hong, are we friends?"

Wan Yanhong was taken aback, and said, "Of course it is."

Xu Zizhen said happily: "Then, can I invite you to teach in my college?"

Wan Yanhong didn't expect Xu Zizhen to bring up this topic, so he couldn't help being even more dazed: "Ah? Yingtian Academy? This... how can my family have such knowledge to teach? My master, please don't joke about it."

Xu Zizhen said seriously: "I said you can do what you want. I have seen your knowledge when I was in Taiyuan, and you are much better than me."

Wan Yanhong secretly slandered, when did you see it?You just remembered to tease me that day, but she couldn't say anything, so she had to ask back: "But son, can't you teach yourself? Why did you find my slave?"

Xu Zizhen sneered and said, "I'm just trying to make a name for myself. How can I teach any classes? Besides, I can still play games if I want to lead soldiers. Playing with literature is really not my strong point."

After he finished speaking, he picked up his wine glass and took a sip, but he was looking at Wanyan Hong out of the corner of his eye. If someone wants to seduce him, he must first give someone a chance to open the topic.

Sure enough, Wan Yanhong's eyes flickered slightly, and he took advantage of the situation and said: "Young master is too modest, who doesn't know that young master is amazing in both civil and military skills? Not to mention the fact that the mighty Shenji camp is not the master's hand." Have you practiced it?"

Xu Zizhen waved his hand: "That's all the brothers' own ability, it has nothing to do with me." He said it politely, but his face was obviously full of complacency, as if he was saying to Wan Yanhong: Praise, keep praising .

Wan Yanhong pursed his lips and smiled: "But the blunderbuss and cannons were created by the young master, so they must not be someone else's ability, right?"

Xu Zizhen scratched his head embarrassingly: "Hey, hey, I figured it out by accident, it's not a big deal."

Wan Yanhong said: "Young Master is so talented yet so humble, I admire you so much, with Young Master and Shenji camping around, and with the advantages of firearms, why not worry about the Song Dynasty's prestige?"

Here comes the ass!

Xu Zizhen chuckled secretly, and threw out another sentence that quoted Yan Hong's hook: "The Shenji Camp has no establishment, and I just have a false title in Yingtian Academy. In fact, it has nothing to do with the Song Dynasty court."

Wan Yanhong was stunned again, and after thinking for a while, he asked: "Has the young master ever thought about the future of the Shenji Camp? If such a tiger and wolf master does not return to the imperial court, wouldn't he be a private soldier? After that... "

She stopped here, and Xu Zizhen smiled and said, "I understand what you mean, but I'm not afraid. First of all, I'm not completely from the Song Dynasty. I have a father-in-law who is the emperor of Xixia, and an uncle who is the emperor of Tubo." , The Emperor of the Song Dynasty did not dare to do anything to me, so the Shenji Camp was built, and the Emperor of the Zhao family didn’t like me to bring me back to Xixia or Tubo.”

Wan Yanhong couldn't help curling his lips, Emperor Tianwei, how could it be so easy for you to bring an army with you.

Xu Zizhen could understand her expression, and continued: "Well, since we are friends, then I will not hide it from you. In fact, my plan is to turn the Shenji Battalion into a mercenary army."

Wan Yanhong felt very fresh, it was the first time she had heard this word, although she could already understand the literal meaning, but she still wanted to hear Xu Zizhen explain it in detail.

"Mercenaries? What does this mean? Could it be that you can fight for any country that pays for it?"

Xu Zizhen smiled and praised: "Smart, as expected of a red girl, you can figure it out at a guess, that's what it means."

"Then you firecracker..."

"It's the same, it's mine too, I'll lend it to anyone who gives me the money."

Wan Yanhong was speechless, Xu Zizhen's idea was unimaginable, he had never heard of such a thing in all dynasties, you must know that no matter which emperor would allow such things as mercenaries to exist, they were no longer private soldiers The problem, but a force that is absolutely uncontrollable and can threaten him at any time.

Xu Zizhen continued to talk eloquently: "The reason why Shenjiying is strong is because the boss is only me, and no one else is dictating, so they have no constraints, no grievances, and they can make a lot of money. They all put their heads on their trouser belts, and after a battle, they can have money to drink, gamble and find women, how cool is that?"

A thought suddenly flashed into Wan Yanhong's mind, she bit her lip, and asked: "Mr. Xu, if... If my family wants to hire your Shenjiying, how much money should I pay?"

Xu Zizhen seemed to be taken aback, and looked at Wan Yanhong like a monster: "You want to hire Shenjiying? Who are you going to fight? Do you want to occupy a piece of land and become the queen?"

"My lord is joking." Wan Yanhong was not amused by the joke, but his eyes turned red as if he was about to cry, "My family wants to ask Shenjiying...to save my father."

Xu Zizhen was even more surprised: "Save your father? Didn't your father... ah bah, I didn't mean that, but didn't I hear that your family is gone?"

"Exactly, my family is gone, but my father is still there." Wan Yanhong lowered his head, two crystal clear tears rolled down his clothes, "He...he is now in Xianping Mansion, and is a slave to the Jurchen."

Xu Zizhen almost burst out laughing, this story was made up, the dignified national teacher became a slave, this girl didn't take her own father seriously at all.

With a surprised expression on his face, he asked, "Your father is still alive? Why was he captured by the golden dog?"

When Wan Yanhong heard the word "golden dog", the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, but she quickly covered it up, choked up and continued to make up her story.

Her father became an upright Song official in her mouth, but he was squeezed out in the court and sent to the Kingdom of Jin as an envoy. The Jin people took a fancy to his talent and wanted to win him over, but he scolded him , As a result, the Jinren became angry, so he was detained and kept digging coal in Xianping Mansion ever since.

Xu Zizhen was filled with righteous indignation on the surface, but secretly yawned.

Isn't Wan Yanhong a talented woman from the Kingdom of Jin?How can you make up a story so old-fashioned?In his time, even the least popular internet writers disdain to use such plots.

"Damn it! It's so fucking hateful! Miss Hong, tell me, how do you want me to help you save your father?" Xu Zizhen's chest thumped loudly.

Wan Yanhong took out a piece of water-green silk handkerchief and wiped the corners of his eyes, looked up at Xu Zizhen with tears in his eyes, and said pleasantly, "Master...are you willing to help me?"

Xu Zizhen slammed his fist on the table and shouted angrily: "Little Xianping Mansion, I brought a magic trick to kill him!... Uh, where is Xianping Mansion?"