The Warriors of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 363

The fat old man sighed: "Isn't your own strength enough to deal with the person you provoked? The swordsmanship I taught you is also enough to deal with ordinary masters."

"Maybe you have heard of this man, Mr. Dongfang Sheng, and his name is Meng Ren." Sima Yi said with a smile.

"Dongfang Sheng... Dongfang Sheng." The fat old man opened his eyes and shouted after repeating twice, "It's him! I really want to hear Shi A say that this young man does have some talent."

"You guys, Kong has talent but refuses to practice swordsmanship, and is busy with trivial matters all day long, hey." The fat old man sighed leisurely: "Forget it, I will let Ah Rong kill him."

"A Rong, is she okay?" Sima Yi asked nonchalantly.

The fat old man smiled when he heard Sima Yi's words: "If the hall master likes A Rong, marry her, as long as A Rong agrees, I have no objection, old man."

"Hey!" Sima Yi sighed heavily, "I'm tired, teacher."

The fat old man cupped his hands and said, "The subordinate is resigning."

As soon as the fat old man left, Sima Yi showed a lost look, as if he had returned to the time when he was a teenager learning swordsmanship from the fat old man.

As the most outstanding grandson of the Sima family, Sima Yi has shown superior learning ability since he was a child. He can learn everything faster than others, and of course he can learn well.

Only in swordsmanship, Sima Yi couldn't surpass a girl with pigtails. At that time, no matter how hard Sima Yi tried, he couldn't defeat her.

"Hmph, I will definitely defeat you when I grow up." The childish Sima Yi said viciously to a girl with braids.

"You will never be able to defeat me, because you only learn swordsmanship for fun." The girl said, placing the wooden sword on Sima Yi's neck.

Another taller child came over and said, "Senior sister, stop playing with Zhongda, the master told you to come over."

"The old man called me, I won't tell you anymore." The girl ran away bouncing around.

Sima Yi sat on the ground with a lost expression, but after a while his eyes became clear again.

Later, after Sima Yi learned swordsmanship well, he realized that the girl was Wang Rong, the granddaughter of his swordsmanship teacher Wang Yue, and Wang Yue was the former emperor's teacher and the emperor's imperial swordsmanship teacher.

But even so, there is a big gap between Wang Rong and his own identity, so Sima Yi buried his youthful feelings deeply in his heart and didn't mention it to anyone, let alone show it.

And at this time, the fat old man also returned to his home, and he called Wang Rong over.

"Rong'er, grandpa wants you to kill someone." The fat old man said kindly.

"Tell me, who to kill?" A cold voice sounded, but it was matched with a beautiful face, a curvy figure and a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Forget it, let me, an old man, go." Wang Yue said with a sigh, "I have to bear a lot of responsibility for you to become like this."

"Don't be nagging, old man, tell me who do you want me to kill?" Wang Rong said impatiently, "Isn't this how I have been here all these years?"

"This man's name is Dongfang Sheng, and he is the current Yizhou Mu." Wang Yue said helplessly, "He is a master of spears, you have to be careful."

"Where is he now?" Wang Rong's face still did not soften.

"In Liucheng, but I'm going to Liaodong tomorrow." Wang Yue suddenly felt that his chest was a little dull, and immediately coughed, but he didn't expect to cough up a trace of blood.

"What's wrong with you? The old injury has recurred?" Although Wang Rong didn't have any expression on her face, her tone was full of concern.

"Hey, if you are a man, I..." Wang Yue took out a pill from his arms and swallowed it directly: "The old problem is the root of the disease that fell back then, hehe, princes and generals, for us people It’s just a target to be hunted one by one.”

"It's a pity, our identities." Then Wang Yue sighed again: "The talents of my disciples can be said to be outstanding, but in the end? You are my best disciple. Lost, only you are the most likely to surpass me and chase the pinnacle of swordsmanship."

"I'm a woman, what's the use of reaching the peak of swordsmanship?" Wang Rong asked back, Wang Yue immediately fell silent.

Both of them were a little silent, Wang Rong said a little boringly: "I'm going to kill someone, please pay attention to your body."

Although Wang Rong still had no expression, her voice showed a trace of concern. Wang Yue smiled in relief and said, "Remember to come back safely."

Wang Rong paused for a moment, then left leisurely.

Chess pieces, discarded pieces?Wang Yue laughed at himself, then shook his head helplessly.

If everything develops according to the previous situation, maybe Wang Yue will be able to hold an idle official title and lead a good salary to live, and his son and daughter-in-law will not have to die tragically.

But who would have expected the decline of the Han Dynasty, there would be an uprising of the Yellow Turban Army, and then the political situation of the Han Dynasty would change even more.

His son and daughter-in-law died tragically. With his granddaughter tied on his back, he fought all the way out. In the end, he was seriously injured and lost his strength and passed out by the river.

All this was as clear as if it happened yesterday, and it was also the first time that Wang Yue felt the uselessness of swordsmanship.

It was also this experience that made him disheartened, and he finally became a diner of Sima's family incognito.

"Things are impermanent, Rong'er, grandpa has no choice but to do so." Wang Yue's eyes were already filled with tears.

Dongfang Sheng would take a good bath to relax before each expedition, so the soldiers who followed him would burn a large bucket of hot water for him to take a bath the night before.

At this time, Wang Rong has also successfully sneaked into Dongfang Sheng's barracks. Years of assassination career have brought her stealth skills to a very high level, because for an assassin, it is impossible to sneak to the target's side or to be exposed while sneaking. Big trouble.

And Wang Rong has never missed a hand in these years. Her movements are extremely vigorous, and she walks softly and silently like a cat with her heels landing on the ground and the soles of her feet.

After knocking a soldier unconscious, Wang Rong quickly took off his clothes and put them on without any hesitation.

At this time, Dongfang Sheng was pouring hot water into the wooden barrel above the shower room. Of course, some cold water had to be added to adjust the temperature. Dongfang Sheng did all these things by himself.

After stirring it with a wooden spoon, Dongfang Sheng tested the temperature with his fingers, and the water was neither hot nor cold, just right.

After taking off his outer robe and underwear, Dongfang Sheng revealed his muscular body. At the same time, he hung a Baipi dagger from his waist. It was a belt made of cowhide that just wrapped around his waist. The Baipi dagger fits right into the cowhide scabbard on the cowhide belt.

Dongfang Sheng is used to carrying a dagger in the shower, which is a habit he developed after being assassinated.

(End of this chapter)