Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 928 The Youthful Spirit of the Second Generation (It seems that the monthly tickets will be doubled at the end of the month)
The goshawk soared across the sky, flew past the red sunset, and glanced downward with sharp eyes, overlooking the human mansion decorated with lights.

A series of burly figures surrounded Lu Bu and Tang Bin who were drinking wildly from jars of wine in front of them.

Guan Sheng, Yelu Ma Wu, and E Quanzhong watched for a while, then turned around and silently looked at Yao Gang and Shangguan Yi who were carried aside and fell asleep drunk.

"Tang Bin can't hold on any longer." Guan Sheng stroked his beard, narrowing his eyes slightly: "Your Majesty has drunk quite a bit of wine. Even if you're not drunk, you probably don't have enough to drink."

"I'll be next!"

Yelu Mawu, whose hair had grown short, stretched his shoulders and rubbed his nose fiercely: "When it comes to drinking, we Khitans have never been afraid of anyone. Even if it is Your Majesty, I will go up and drink him down."

"Ambitious!"

Niu Gao, who was listening in the back, gave a thumbs up: "You have the courage of Xiao Haili, I, Old Niu, support you!"

In front, Guan Sheng and E Quanzhong couldn't help but look back at Niu Gao, then silently turned their heads to look at Tang Bin who was beginning to spit out wine. The big man with a red face and a long beard poked the Khitan youth with his finger and said, "It's your turn."

Yelu Ma Wu bent down and picked up a wine jar from the ground, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, Yelu Ma Wu invites you to fight!"

"Come forward!"

The voice that came was still clear and crisp.

……

The servants in the Shangshu Ling's mansion lit candles and covered the flames with windshields.

"Drink another bowl. Your Majesty has been drinking heavily today..."

"I'm almost done. There's not much left in the jar..."

"Come on, come on, there's still this wine jug, just drink it up!"

"Come on, this is all the Fulgrim left! Drink—"

At the banquet table for civil officials, the drunk Li Ying looked unwillingly at the person next to him. Finally, he couldn't stand the alcohol anymore and slammed his head on the table with a series of snoring sounds.

"belch--"

Yang Bangyi's old eyes with some bloodshot moved. He looked at Li Ying with lingering feelings, then raised his head to look at Zeng Nong who was getting Shi Gugong drunk at the table. He scratched his cheek. He didn't know when the two of them compared their ability to get people drunk. He put Fang Xuedu, Wu Jiao and Li Ying first, while the old man over there put the young Duan Jingzhu, Wu Hu and Du Xing first.

His eyes moved back and forth, sweeping over his son among the group of generals. He pondered for a moment, supported himself on his thighs and stood up. He swayed a few times, staggered out from behind the table, pushed away Liu Min who wanted to come over to support him, walked over in a zigzag pattern, and drove away Xu Wen and Han Shizhong who were standing beside his son.

He patted Yang Zaixing's shoulder and supported his son's shoulder: "Hiccup--uh..."

“Hmm… huh—”

Yang Zaixing supported his old father, frowned, blew a breath, and then said: "Dad, how much did you drink?"

"Don't worry about it! Dad is in a good... mood today!"

In the midst of drunken words, the Shangshu Ling, who had just had a daughter-in-law, glared at his son with bloodshot eyes and slapped his son's shoulder fiercely: "You boy! Don't stand here stupidly, go to the back to find... uh, county lady, didn't you see that His Majesty was blocking the wine for you."

pop-

He slapped his son's shoulder with his palm, making a sound. "If you don't take advantage of Your Majesty to drag them away, do you really want to wait until they turn off the lights to make trouble in your new house?"

"……His Majesty?"

Yang Zaixing was surprised when he heard this, and turned to look at Lu Bu who had already guzzled another jar of wine. Yelu Ma Wu in front of him began to turn red in the face.

He pushed his son and said, "Go!"

"Hey!"

Yang Zaixing nodded and quickly turned around to walk out.

"Such a fool...hiccup, I'll just let his mother do it."

Yang Bangyi chuckled, stroked his beard with his index and middle fingers, and shook it. Someone behind him jumped up and shouted, "Brother Yang! Come here quickly! Are you trying to escape the drinking?"

Yang Bangyi turned around unsteadily, and looked around with his red eyes. He finally focused on Zeng Nong, who was also drunk and couldn't stand straight. He pointed at him, staggered, and lifted his hem: "Zeng, don't be so arrogant. I will kill you today."

He walked towards Gao Zhen with unsteady steps, and the burly Minister of Justice's expression suddenly changed.

……

Outside the banquet hall, Huyan Yuying was peeking inside. The Wuwei Army guards outside didn't know whether they should do anything or not, but considering that she was a girl who had not yet reached marriage age, they just turned a blind eye.

Suddenly, the young lady from the Huyan family saw something and ran away. Passing the long corridor, she looked at a few boys of similar age and said, "Here he comes. Brother Zaixing is coming out."

Niu Tong laughed and waved the long stick in his hand: "It's just right, we will wait for him here. All brothers, come together today, and make him suffer a loss today."

Sun Yue twisted the long stick in his hand, frowned and tilted his head, pondered for a while and said: "Wait... I always feel that there is something wrong here. What good will this do for us?"

Niu Tong shook his head, looking quite smug: "No."

Sun Yue looked at him in astonishment.

This black guy actually admitted it!
Hu Yanyu walked over and patted him: "Don't always think about whether there are benefits in doing anything. If there are no benefits, then we can't do it, right?"

Sun Yue turned around in surprise: "Can you?"

Hu Yanyu spread his hands: "Is it not possible?"

"Can?"

The two stared at each other.

After a while, Hu Yanyu turned his head and said in a low voice: "I'm just asking, don't take it so seriously."

"I……"

The corner of his mouth twitched, and Sun Yue didn't know how to spit out the breath stuck in his throat. Wanyan Jindanzi, who was listening impatiently, just picked up a stick and hit the ground.

boom--

"If he hesitates, is he a real man? If you want to fight, just fight. No matter what, he has to get through us first if he wants to marry the county lady today!"

Niu Tong was overjoyed, grinning and patting Wanyan Jindanzi: "Yes, that's right, hahahaha——"

As the saying goes, young people are full of unrestrained chivalry, so there is no need to have any reason to fight with each other.

At this moment, everyone was thinking the same thing, so they did it.

Sun Yue rolled his eyes and thought to himself that he had lost his mind today and was joining in the fun of these bastards who were only interested in creating chaos in the world.

Yang Zaixing, who was walking over, didn't listen to what the boys and girls were saying or thinking. He just walked over with a relaxed look on his face. There were several rows of low evergreen bushes and pine trees on the road.

It was getting late at night, and even with some light he couldn't see clearly, not to mention he was walking in his own home, and he didn't expect someone was plotting against him.

I was walking quickly all the way, and just as I turned the corner, a black shadow suddenly fell from the sky.

Yang Zaixing reacted quickly and stopped immediately. In his sight, a wooden stick was swung past him and hit the ground with a bang.

Today's groom looked over and saw that he knew five of the six people in front of him. He looked at the sticks in their hands and frowned, "What are you doing?"

Niu Tong grinned: "Brother Zaixing, long time no see, um..."

Wanyan Jindanzi was the youngest, but the most irritable. He didn't wait for Niu Tong, the leader, to finish his words, and threw the extra stick over. He swung the stick in his hand and made a gesture: "Why are you asking so many questions? If you want to marry the county lady, you have to fight with us first."

Snapped--

Yang Zaixing instinctively took the stick and suddenly realized what was going on after hearing the words: "Are you trying to make trouble in the bridal chamber?"

Niu Tong looked at Ruan Liang in confusion at first, blinked a few times, and then his expression straightened up in an instant. He turned around and nodded: "Yes, it will be late later and maybe the elders will come to make trouble. Before they come, we brothers should make up for this section first."

"You make me believe you like this..." Yang Zaixing looked at him, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "Why are you guys making trouble? Don't you know that His Majesty is here? Who would dare to..."

boom--

"Hey, I told you to fight or not!"

Wanyan Jindanzi was impatient, so he stopped and poked the stick into the ground, interrupting the voice: "You are the husband of the county lady, why are you just talking like a woman and not doing anything?"

"You kid..."

Yang Zaixing raised his eyebrows. Even if he had a good temper, he was just a teenager. How could he bear such provocation? He took off his wedding clothes and threw them into the bushes beside him. He kicked the bottom of the wooden stick with his foot, raised it up, held the stick with both hands and thrust it forward, doing a lunge: "Come on, today I will teach you how to use the stick!"

Sun Yue frowned over there, but before he could say anything, he saw Jindanzi suddenly jump out, raise his stick, and smash down with both hands: "I am Wanyan Jindanzi, take this thing from you!"

It turns out that you are the miserable young man that Qiongying was talking about.

Yang Zaixing's eyes suddenly understood, and in a flash he remembered what Qiongying had said in Liaoyang Prefecture. He shook his stick and suddenly rushed forward.

bang——

With a dull sound, Yang Zaixing's hands sank and he was shocked. Although he held back three or four points of strength because the man opposite him was young, the force coming from his hands still surprised him.

Is this really a kid of eight or nine years old? ?
He was surprised, but Wanyan Jindanzi on the opposite side felt uncomfortable. His hands were numb from the recoil. Only with his divine power could he bear it. If it was any other child, Zhemo would have cried out loud.

He let out a breath and said "Hey--" and tried to use brute force to push down the vibrating stick, but Yang Zaixing on the opposite side would never give him such a chance. He pushed his foot and pushed the stick forward.

"oops--"

The head of the stick hit Wanyan Jindanzi's shoulder blade. With a burst of force, the stick went forward. The boy, like a calf, flew up on his back and fell to the ground with a bang. He turned into a rolling gourd and rolled around dizzy.

Later, Niu Tong originally thought that Wanyan Jindanzi could last two rounds, but he never expected that he would be knocked to the ground by Yang Zaixing when they met. He immediately swung his stick and said, "Don't just stand there, grab your weapons and attack together!"

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Ruan Liang and Huyan Yu looked at each other, raised their sticks and shouted "Hah!", swinging them at Yang Zaixing's arms and thighs. Niu Tong took two quick steps and hit the groom's shoulder blade with the stick.

The flying man stopped, turned around, and carried the stick with him. The stick spinning at his waist smashed the long stick that was hitting his thigh, and he dodged the other two sticks that were attacking him. He stopped and swung the stick to hit Ruan Liang who was right opposite him.

After three consecutive hits, Ruan Liang was forced to defend himself and retreat repeatedly amid the sound of the sticks colliding.

"Don't look at it, help, I can't stop it anymore ah ah ah——"

Amid the shouting, Niu Tong and Huyan Yu hurried over with sticks in hand to provide support. In the dim light, the young man's figure was swaying, and the sticks in his hands were whistling in the wind. Bangs and collisions continued to ring out in the courtyard. From time to time, people would tumble into the air, and the sound of wooden objects hitting their bodies could be heard from time to time, mixed with people's screams.

"Hmph..." Wanyan Jindanzi got up from the ground, stretched his shoulders and felt that he was fine, patted the dust off his butt, and looked at Sun Yue standing behind him: "Let's go together..."

Sun Yue glanced at him, a little hesitant. A slender figure jumped out from the side and behind. The boy and the teenager looked and saw that it was Huyan Yuying who was rushing forward with a stick.

"Even a woman is braver than you." Wanyan Jindanzi glanced at Sun Yue and rushed forward again.

Sun Yue's face turned black after hearing what he said. He stamped his feet, gritted his teeth, watched Ruan Liang push away Huiqi, aimed at the gap on Yang Zaixing's side, and hit him hard with a stick.

Raising his foot to avoid Niu Tong's sweeping stick, Yang Zaixing swung his wooden stick to sweep away the double sticks of the Huyan brother and sister, and the bent and rebounded stick head smashed the golden bullet's sneak attack, then he turned around and raised the other side of the stick head down.

boom--

The long stick in Sun Yue's hand was bounced upwards. Fang Zi marveled in his heart at the progress of the martial arts of this long-lost partner. In his sight, Yang Zaixing let go of the stick, turned around and ran two steps, raised his foot and hit Ruan Liang in the chest. The son of the standing naval general was caught off guard and flew out like a cannonball.

"one!"

The stick fell out of the figure's hand after being kicked away. Yang Zaixing reached out sideways and grabbed it. He turned around and fought with Niu Tong twice. All he could hear was the sound of wood colliding.

"Ah-ha-ah!"

Niu Tong was no match for Yang Zaixing's strength. He let out strange cries and his hands were numb and he could not feel anything.

Sun Yue thrust his stick forward to save the man, and saw Yang Zaixing abandon Niu Tong again. He turned around and swung his stick down from the sky. Huyan Yu blocked it with his stick, and there was a bang, and his face looked even uglier.

The stick bounced back and turned around, and someone held one end of it and drew a circle in the air, and with a snap, the stick of Huyan Yuying on the side was picked up and flew away.

"two!"

Huyan Yu's face changed, and just as he was about to save his sister, he saw Yang Zaixing waving his hands and sweeping the stick from high above towards his thigh like a poisonous tongue.

"what!"

The boy screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

"Three!"

Yang Zaixing shouted and turned around to dodge the long stick stabbed by the golden bullet. He kicked the boy in the stomach, which made the boy scream "Ah!" and then let go and squatted down, holding his stomach.

After kicking, the groom retracted his foot, lowered his body to avoid Sun Yue's stick, and pushed hard with his foot.

The soles of his shoes left a mark on the ground. Yang Zaixing rushed out, holding the stick in both hands, and smashed Niu Tong's stick with a powerful blow. The boy's hands trembled with pain.

"Four, five!"

Yang Zaixing turned around and held the stick in one hand, pointing it at Sun Yue: "Brother Sun is good at using two swords, but I often practice spears and sticks. Do you still want to fight?"

The boy opposite touched his head, looked around at his knocked down companion, and his somewhat demotivated expression became serious.

"Tsk, this is a bit exaggerated..."

Sun Yue exhaled and looked at Yang Zaixing who was standing opposite him with a stick: "I really didn't want to fight with you, but..."

He suddenly lifted the long stick and pressed it down hard, using his knees to push up and exert force instantly.

click-

The long stick broke into two pieces, and Sun Yue waved it with his hands, holding the sticks in his left and right hands, one above and one below, and took a stance: "But now that I think about it, Brother Yang seems to have become stronger after spending some time in the army. Let me see what he has done."

"Ah!"

Yang Zaixing chuckled, turned the stick in his hand, and said, "You have grown up a bit, but the martial arts you practice at home cannot compare to the skills you have gained from fighting on the battlefield, right?"

He lightly stepped on the ground and rushed towards Sun Yue like an arrow, swinging the long stick in his hand fiercely. He was a strong man and had been on the battlefield several times, so his moves became much more fierce and concise. Every swing was fast and fierce.

Sun Yue on the opposite side was unable to defend against the double short sticks, and was immediately clumsy and in a mess. If he had not been practicing his family sword skills diligently, he would have had the sticks in his hands knocked away before he could make three moves.

bah—

"Double Swords" held the stick, bent his legs slightly, and kicked, trying to push Yang Zaixing away.

The stick is pushed upward and forward and spins in the air.

In an instant, Yang Zaixing relaxed his hands, pushed them forward, turned his body, and kicked out with a roundhouse kick. His trouser legs struck the abdomen of the boy opposite with a sound of clothes.

Sun Yue was shocked when his strength failed, and he quickly retreated downward to defend himself. Unexpectedly, Yang Zaixing's move was also a feint. He stepped down with his legs, stretched out his hand to grasp the long stick that was turned into an "I" shape, and thrust it forward.

"Um……"

Sun Yue stopped immediately.

The stick head stopped right in front of his throat.

"...I lost." Sun Yue said helplessly, letting go of the two short sticks and falling to the ground. He sighed with some emotion: "I didn't expect that your martial arts skills have become so strong. I could have fought you for twenty or thirty moves in the mountains before."

"I still say the same thing." Yang Zaixing threw the long stick to the side and said as he heard the clanging sound: "The army is the best place to train people. Although I am a year or two older than you, I have been in the army for a few years earlier than you. Now I can be said to have left all of you brothers behind."

"Tsk! What are you so proud of..." A figure holding his stomach in the back came to his senses, his young face under his straight brows showed seriousness: "When I get back, I'll tell my dad that I want to go to the army for training too. You just wait for me to fight back."

"Hahaha, good!"

Yang Zaixing was immediately amused. This boy was honest and straightforward, a little silly, but he didn't hate him. "Wait for you to challenge me."

Turning around, he grabbed the wedding dress from the bushes, put it on with both hands, and the long hem fell down. Yang Zaixing walked towards the bridal chamber at the back: "But if you lose today, you are not allowed to disturb me and the county lady."

"Tsk..."

Wanyan Jindanzi turned away sullenly.

Niu Tong looked at the figure going away, looked at his own red, swollen and shaking hands, and immediately cried: "Damn it, I lost a lot today, and got beaten up for nothing. When I go back to my mother, she will scold me for a long time."

Ruan Liang touched his chest and came over with a grin: "Damn, does this count as the self-defeating trap the professor talked about two days ago?"

"What are you still teaching me..." Hu Yanyu pulled his sister up, put his hands on his waist and sighed: "Brother Zaixing is right. I will go back to the army with my father."

"Let's go together!" Niu Tong yelled, "Really... this cowardly feeling is really choking."

Sun Yue rolled his eyes and walked out: "It was all your own bad idea."

"Where is Brother Yue going?" Ruan Liang couldn't help but shouted when he saw him turning around.

"Go home! Pack your bags and go find my dad!"

(End of this chapter)