first-class champion

"Ahem..." Duan Mingyu's face turned green and red, and he took his seat naturally. You are a stern man, are you cursing me around the corner, or what!

Duan Mingyu laughed twice, raised her head and said, "Hehe, today, it's a good day...Wang Aiqing, don't you think so!"

Wang Aiqing looked at the cloudy sky, her cheeks twitched fiercely, she bowed her head, lowered her head, rolled her eyes, and a series of movements came naturally, "Oh, the weather is quite good!"

Luo Hou was speechless, stepped on Wang Aiqing's boots, and said meaningfully: "Wang Aiqing, you have to speak with your conscience!"

Duan Mingyu glared, his body trembled violently, what do you mean, Lao Luo, what do you mean? Is it true that you are demolishing the top champion in public? At this moment, Duan Mingyu felt that his domineering aura began to leak: "Luo Luo Hou, don't you think the weather is bad?" Duan Mingyu gritted her teeth tightly, threatening, without concealing her threat.

Luo Hou just glanced at Duan Mingyu indifferently, his expression was very sexy and powerful: "My lord, you think too much..."

Duan Mingyu: "..."

"Go to the school's martial arts field ahead, it's not a problem to be crowded in this horse box." Duan Mingyu said that he was not an opponent, and immediately retreated.

After the rectification of Ying Tianjun, things have made great progress, and basically the order can be kept still. Duan Mingyu looked at the rows of Ying Tianjun's troops standing upright in a standard military posture, and his face was very gratified. When they came, they stood in a mess, and Duan Mingyu's throat was sore from roaring. Finally, he made up his mind, caught some thorns and beat tens of thousands of boards, and only then did he establish his military prestige.

The cool wind is blowing, this is the rhythm of rain, even so, these soldiers of the Yingtian Army are still motionless, like statues, the Yingtian Army uses the general flag as a unit, and each general flag is a square team. The chief flag officer stood in front of the team, and the chief flag officer also stood upright, more majestic and domineering, and the ten commanders patrolled back and forth, looking very solemn.

Duan Mingyu coughed and said, "Everyone sit down on the spot!"

Everyone sat down cross-legged on the spot. Duan Mingyu let go of her voice and said loudly: "Everyone has done a good job during this period of time. You let Duan know that Ying Tianjun is not a good-for-nothing. , is still worthy of use. Your chief banner officer and commander are all officers of my hussar army. After today, they will return to serve in the hussar army. They are cavalry, not infantry, and all official positions will be Choose from yourselves, everyone has a chance, as long as you dare to recommend yourself, as long as you are not a soft person who has been hollowed out by wine and sex, you can give it a try, everyone must be clear, even so, Ying Tianjun still lacks Something happened, this general tells you that you are short of a general, a commander who can stand on his own. Soul, without a leader, without a role model, the Hussar Army and Ying Tian Army are both right-hand men of a certain person, but I don’t want one of them to have a prosthetic limb!”

The audience couldn't help laughing anymore, Duan Mingyu said seriously: "I've also heard that your General Fang Wen is a talented person. To put it bluntly, I want to use him, are you willing!"

"General Fang is the commander of the capital, so we are naturally convinced!"

"Yes, General Fang is young and promising. With time, we will have the confidence to challenge the Hussars!"

"It's your mother's dream in Spring and Autumn, I am a group of recruits who can compare with the Hussars." Everyone in the Hussars was unconvinced. It must be a big fight, and the head is broken.

Duan Mingyu smiled hastily, and said: "Let's go, let's go, it's going to rain, go back and collect your clothes!"

A vicious fight that was about to break out was turned invisible by Duan Mingyu, and a few drops of rain slowly dripped from the sky. Wang Aiqing looked melancholy at the soldiers who had dispersed and ran back to the camp to collect their clothes. She felt admiration for Duan Mingyu in her heart. Taking another step up, Wang Aiqing's eyes were full of tears, and after a long time, she finally said: "My lord, if we don't go back to collect our clothes, we will all have to run naked in the next few days!"

Duan Mingyu: "..."

"My lord, everything has been taken care of." Wang Aiqing said respectfully, leading a few guards.

"Well, although this act is a little low-key, but the champion is thirsty for talents, so he can't take care of so much." Duan Mingyu held a long sword in his hand, and said very displeased, cheating people is Duan Mingyu's forte, Housekeeping skills, but this is the first time for an honest person like Kengfang Wenzhong, so I can't help but feel a little depressed.

According to rumors, Fang Wenzhong prefers to steal calligraphy and paintings, gold and silver treasures and the like, just do it easily, even if there are 100 taels of silver to steal, at most he can only take one tael, but calligraphy and paintings are different, whether it is genuine or fake, take the order Take it all.

It can be seen that this person loves literature and art more than gold, silver and treasures, so Duan Mingyu colluded with a local rich man named Zhou Xing, and under the guise of Zhou Xing, bought a large number of calligraphy and paintings in Songzhou City, and Duan Mingyu just waited for Fangwen Zhong took the bait to steal, and the first meeting between the two would be such a situation, Duan Mingyu never thought, Fang Wenzhong even killed him.

On this day, Fang Wenzhong finally packed his luggage. In his 20s, he was in his prime, and Fang Wenzhong could only do such things at this stage. Since this age group has the courage to steal, why? Don't you steal more calligraphy and paintings when you are young? This kind of thing will be embarrassing to do when you are old, so stealing a pair of calligraphy and painting every day is one of the necessary homework for Fang Wenzhong, even if it rains today. , this is necessary. From this, it can be seen that there is nothing to say about this guy's love for calligraphy and painting...

By the faint candlelight, Fang Wenzhong put on his night clothes. The former Confucian general was also a well-known handsome guy in Songzhou. Thin but tightly pursed lips, and a pair of pitch-black eyes flashing dark green from time to time, he has a cool aura that is hidden in the city.

Fang Wenzhong put on a mask, hung a long rope around his waist, and carried seven or eight pieces of oiled paper in his arms. The weather was not good today, but it was raining. The oiled paper can wrap the calligraphy and painting. If the calligraphy and painting are wet, wow Kaka, that would be very bad.

Fang Wenzhong was agile and did not procrastinate, like a spotted leopard, shuttled back and forth in the dark night. With the help of his memory of surveying the terrain during the day, Fang Wenzhong smoothly touched the front of a mansion.