I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

Wang Xuanbai glanced at him and wanted to say, why are there so many problems.

Spit out a piece of bone, and blurted out: "A pigeon is called a quail, a quail is called a goose, a goose is called a duck..."

Chapter 349 The Truth Is Already in My Hands

Seeing Wang Xuan's serious nonsense, the chubby boy also had a painful expression on his face.

What kind of player is this?

Everyone came to the tent, at this moment Wang Xuan had already finished eating a pigeon, and casually threw the stick on the fire.

There were about seven or eight people in this group, and they were all young, only about thirteen or fourteen years old.

In ancient times, this age was enough to go to the battlefield, but in modern times, he is just a rebellious boy who only knows how to beat the king and eat chicken, and lose his temper with his parents.

That chubby boy moved closer to Wang Xuan.

"Hi, my name is Ren Chengping, my father Ren Xiao."

Although the player Wang Xuan looked a little unserious, everyone knew in their hearts that to be arranged here, they were all descendants of aristocratic families with unusual status.

Of course, most of the people present knew each other. After all, most of them grew up in Xianyang City, and some of them came to Beijing to report their work. up.

Only Wang Xuan just came to Xianyang not long ago, not many people know him.

In fact, Fatty was also somewhat curious about Wang Xuan.

Which family's children are they?

Coincidentally, among these seven or eight people, it was the first time they met Wang Xuan.

They belonged to the younger group, and these people were not eligible to participate in the last emperor's birthday.

In the final analysis, it is because the position of the elders in their family is not too high.

People like Wang Xuan, Li Shan, and Bai Ling are still young, so they are eligible to participate in their birthdays.

In fact, it also shows from the side that these people's origins are far inferior to those of Emperor Xuan.

And this fat guy is quite a stinky fart, and his father is mentioned, it seems that he should be regarded as a relatively high status among these people.

"My name is……"

Wang Xuangang wanted to open his mouth, but immediately realized something was wrong.

If you say your name is Li Guang, you know Li Guang and many descendants from aristocratic families in Xianyang City.

Bi Gu didn't know, but these people were appointed to know.

So when the words came to his lips, he stopped abruptly, just smiled and didn't speak.

That little fat man felt uncomfortable being stared at by Wang Xuan.

"You introduced it!"

"Anger +99."

"My name is not worth mentioning."

"By the way, Ren Chengping, do you know what the missions of our aristocratic children are? I saw that Li Shan led a team of people to patrol over there. Do you assign a team of soldiers to each of us?"

Wang Xuan took the opportunity to change the subject.

Ren Chengping gave Wang Xuan a blank look.

"Li Shan represents the Prime Minister's Mansion, just ordinary soldiers. Everyone has no official position, so how can they be qualified to lead the army?"

"Yes!"

People around are also downcast.

Who doesn't dream of being a general, and being a soldier is definitely not happy.

Wang Xuan nodded with deep sympathy: "Indeed, at our age, it is too difficult to have an official position. It is simply not something that ordinary people can do. As far as I know, most of the men in the palace are above that."

When Wang Xuan said this, everyone nodded their heads one after another, feeling that it made sense, and they felt much more at ease.

After all, everyone has no official position, and no one can laugh at anyone.

Ren Chengping even said with emotion: "The times are different, and there is no comparison with our ancestors. My father was already a centurion when he was 13 years old, and General Meng Wu was already a general when he was 17 years old. Li Si, the prime minister, is all young and talented, but we are not young now, but we are still white, we are nothing but scum!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Xuan quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no, it's fine if you say that about yourself, you're trash, I'm different, I have an official position."

A group of teenagers looked at Wang Xuan foolishly, with strange expressions.

What kind of player is this?

When I co-authored you, I said for a long time that I was praising myself, so why don't I show my face?

Ren Chengping's head was full of black lines, but at the same time his eyes were a little more curious.

"Is this unscrupulous boy already in office? Isn't he bragging? He looks about the same age as me."

"Even Li Shan, the prime minister's son, is still white now, and this guy doesn't even reveal his name, he's very mysterious."

In an instant, Ren Chengping had various analyzes in his mind.

What did I suddenly think of at the end...

Meet this condition, especially such an unscrupulous person, it seems that there is only one left in the entire Xianyang City.

no?Could it be that uncle?

Ren Chengping looked at Wang Xuan in surprise.

"Well, since you have an official position, don't you need to be on duty?"

Someone asked a question.

"Ha ha."

Wang Xuan smiled: "No, my position is relatively free."

"Are you bragging?"

Someone is muttering.

Many people felt that the reason why Wang Xuan didn't dare to announce his name could be explained, it was bragging for fear of being exposed.

Only Ren Chengping looked at Wang Xuan differently.

If his guess is correct, who is Wang Xuan really, then it is not bragging.

Although Wang Xuan claimed in the city of Xianyang that the geese had plucked their hair and skinned their skins, but aside from his speechless strange behavior, he captured more than 1000 Chu soldiers and presented globes and binoculars to the emperor. Which one is it? An extremely dazzling credit.

He was named Zhonglang at a young age, and when he was sent to the army, he would immediately be the leader of the army, equivalent to a rising general.

And looking at it from another perspective, Fusu didn't say anything when he took away the bronze vessel from Fusu's mansion, and Hu Hai couldn't do anything to him after being tricked several times.

All these things, one by one, let Ren Chengping understand that this is the proper boss!

Don't care if the other party is a bit cheap, but he is better than yourself, okay?

Ren Chengping recalled his father's evaluation of the Wang family. Although the old general Wang Jian was a bit indecisive, he deserved the word "Military God".

This is the family tradition of others!

Ren Chengping came in front of Wang Xuan with a smile on his face.

"Brother, there is no shortage of pendants on the thighs, I am willing to be your little follower."

Looking at Ren Chengping who suddenly showed his courtesy, the other teenagers cast contemptuous glances.

"Sick! You, Ren Chengping, are Ren Xiao's son, do you need to curry favor with others? You have no backbone!"

"Ha ha!"

Ren Chengping looked at everyone with contempt.

What do you know?The truth is already in my hands.

Chapter 350 The Nine-Headed Gouyu Arrives

Everyone is waiting patiently, the number of people is still a little small, no matter what we have to make up a team of 30 people.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the dark night opened its mouth like a ferocious beast.

There are no warning sounds yet, but everyone knows that something will definitely happen tonight.

Yingzheng intends to let the children of various families experience the experience, just to let the younger generation grow up as soon as possible.

In fact, in history, in the later period of the Great Qin Dynasty, except for Zhang Han and Wang Li, there were almost no generals who could be taken.

The comfortable life made the children of the aristocratic family lose the aggressive ambitions of their predecessors.

Ying Zheng obviously realized this, but unfortunately he died too early in history.

The new generation of generals did not have time to be trained, while the old generation of famous generals such as Meng Tian and others were persecuted successively. The only Wang Li who could do it was defeated by the desperate Xiang Yu.

As far as the Wang family and the Xiang family are concerned, it can be regarded as a generational grievance.

Xiang Yu's grandfather, Xiang Yan, as a famous general of the Chu State, once defeated Li Xin, and later Wang Jian was defeated and died.

And Xiang Yu's defeat of Wang Li in later generations was considered to have put an end to the grievances between the two families.

Of course, with the arrival of Emperor Xuan, he would absolutely not allow history to repeat itself.

Moreover, Yingzheng will not die early, and Qin will not be in chaos.

Xiang Yu may only be a rivers and lakes man who flees desperately with the hatred of the country and the family in his whole life. In the name of the overlord, it may be difficult to rise again.

Many descendants of aristocratic families began to close their eyes and meditate. The night is doomed to be a sleepless night, and they should rest well.

There were a few teenagers warming up there, one of them had already reached the fourth rank and wanted to show off.

In Great Qin, where the country was established by martial arts, the level of a person's martial arts realm also meant his status among his peers.

After the boy demonstrated the strength of the fourth rank, it really aroused the admiration of the surrounding crowd.

Ren Chengping leaned in front of Emperor Xuan, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what level have you reached in martial arts?"

Wang Xuan glanced at Fatty with a smile.

"Let's put it this way, for someone like you, I can hit a hundred with one hand..."