Princess Fuyao

Chapter 18 Respect
Guo Bin gave people the impression that he seemed to be a child without a family. Facing Yaoqian's concern, he looked a little flattered, but the expression was fleeting, and Fuyao almost thought he was dazzled.

Zhang Chengyi's fence has been completed, and the half-acre small yard is fully planted with cabbage and radishes. The seedlings are as big as a basketball. A few men went to hoe the ground. Guo Bin didn't like doing this, but he wanted to follow Yaoqian. and Fuyao to do the laundry.The weather has started to get cold. This holiday is probably the last one before winter. Yaoqian has not only military uniforms, but also quilts and mattresses. She has taken out two big baskets. How dare she let a young man follow her as a woman However, Fuyao was afraid of tiring her sister, so she happily nodded in agreement.

Guo Bin was in the military camp, and he washed his clothes by himself. There was no problem in doing this job. Seeing that he was doing better than her father, Yaoqian couldn't help but smiled and praised: "Oh, General Guo, shake your martial arts skills!" Gao Qiang, you are so good at doing laundry, you are really an all-rounder!"

Guo Bin glanced at Fuyao, thinking that the little guy is quite conscientious, and praised me behind his back in front of his family.He put the quilt that he was rubbing in his hand into the stream to wash away the dirt, and said modestly: "It's absurd." But the paralyzed face showed no emotion or joy.

Seeing a trace of embarrassment on her sister's face, Fuyao knew that she didn't understand, and besides, Yaoqian must have misunderstood this guy's plain face, so she hurriedly explained: "He said it's nothing, it's not worthy of praise."

"Oh, hehe, I haven't studied, so I really don't understand what it means. It seems that the little general is still talented in both civil and military affairs. He is good at martial arts, he can read well, and he speaks well." The customs of the Yong Dynasty, and Yao There is no difference in the space that Feng Chuanlai was in before, especially in the area of ​​advocating culture. Yaoqian is illiterate, and she really speaks from the bottom of her heart.

"Well, I am indeed better at reading than practicing martial arts."

Have you ever boasted so much about yourself?Fuyao choked on his saliva, and coughed violently, Yaoqian wanted to pat his sister's back, but was afraid of getting her clothes wet, so soon as she hesitated, Guo Bin was ready to do it, but Yaoqian didn't hesitate, Also fell behind, what speed is Guo Bin?

Yaoqian glanced at it in surprise, but she didn't say anything when she thought that her younger sister was a boy, but she felt extremely bitter.

Guo Bin seemed to be in a better mood, and he took the initiative to talk about his childhood. His mother was weak and sick. He often helped with laundry and cooking, and he knew how to do housework.

"The little general is really good, he can do everything from studying to martial arts, and he can do housework!" Yaoqian is almost admirable, thinking about her precious brother, who knows nothing, no wonder the younger sister criticizes her brother all day long. firewood.

"Hehe, that's not easy!" It was rare for Guo Bin to show a smile, and Yaoqian couldn't help being stunned by his handsome appearance.

The three of them were by the creek, while bowing their heads and rubbing their clothes vigorously, while chatting about homework without saying a word. The clothes they washed were hung to dry on the grassy slope near the stream. When they returned home, they were already half dry. He and Yaoqian folded the pieces of cloth and patted them flat with their hands, and put them into the basket. Guo Bin carried one in each hand and walked home easily.

Yaoqian was still a little embarrassed, and wanted to carry a basket, but Fuyao stopped her. Guo Bin has a weird temper, so let him do it if he likes it. If my sister insists on arguing with him, it might cause trouble.

Yaoqian felt guilty and praised Guo Bin all the way to be more beautiful than flowers. Fuyao felt that Guo Bin seemed to like this kind of thing very much, and her feet were a little bit swaying.

When they got home, Yaoqian hurried to cook, and Fuyao and Guo Bin re-dried the half-dried clothes on the hemp rope in the yard.

Fuyao saw Guo Bin watching the three men loosen the soil with a hoe curiously, his eyes seemed to be puzzled, but there was no expression on his face, showing no thought.

"They loosen the soil, which is good for retaining water. The soil is not so firm, so the roots of the seedlings can grow easily. At the same time, they can also remove weeds. Otherwise, they will not grow strong if they are crowded by them."

Guo Bin was a child who grew up in the city, and he had never seen hoeing. He nodded when he heard the words, and a flash of amazement flashed in his eyes.

It turned out that he didn't know how to hoe the ground, no wonder he didn't want to do it anymore. As soon as Fuyao thought of this, Guo Bin turned his head and said: "Well, I know, this is the noon of hoeing day..."

Hehe, this guy wants to save face.

After dinner, Fuyao suggested to Zhang Chengyi to dig a vegetable cellar in the yard: "You can't finish eating the vegetables you plant in a while, so you can store them." There was a sentence she didn't dare to say, this is a frontier after all, even though 20 Years ago, the battle of King Zhenbei scared the Tartars, and it has been peaceful since then, but who can guarantee that there will be no danger?The vegetable cellar can hide people.

Zhang Chengyi felt that what Fuyao said was good, so he started to do it after dinner. This job was a bit difficult for several men. Chen Qiangrui was helping, but Guo Bin and Ji Zhenggang were holding sticks, drawing a map on the ground, and discussing Art of War and Tactics come.

When it was getting dark, they returned to the barracks. Along the way, Guo Bin seemed to be in a good mood. Although his face was still paralyzed, his eyes looked warm.

But Fuyao was a little depressed. Taking a bath today, she confirmed once again that she had begun to grow, and the small bag on her chest seemed to be bigger than last time.Both Yaoqian and Yaolan have the same figure as Lu's, with big breasts and high buttocks. If they look like that, they can't pretend to be men to hide from others.

The letter my father wrote to my uncle received a response not long ago, saying that Yaolan regretted it when she got home, clamored to bring her younger brother back, and quarreled with her mother at home all day long. Later, Mrs. Lu brought Ji Yaoming back to her mother's house, Yao Lan then chased after them, and the three of them should be in the capital now.

Lu's natal family is in the capital, and there are only cousins, no one closer, how will he live when he goes back?This made Ji Zhenggang even more worried, and it also made him more worried about Fuyao. If he couldn't find Yaoming, his daughter wouldn't be able to get out.

A strong wind blew the sky full of swans and snow, and the northern Xinjiang barracks immediately became tense, and even sent extra manpower for night patrols.Last year, Fuyao was not good at martial arts and was not assigned to stand guard. This summer she has already started, and on winter nights, she will stand guard once every three days and patrol once every two days.

Guo Bin still felt that she was weak, and most of the posts were with him.Liang Mingrui gritted his teeth in anger when he heard the news, but due to status restrictions, he couldn't accompany him to stand guard, and he couldn't go to wash clothes and cut firewood together. He even sent someone to send some money to Ji Yaoqian, and asked him to return it. He had no choice but to let his clothes be washed, with the excuse of ironing them and paying more money. In the past, this status helped him a lot, but this time, it made him very uncomfortable.

It seems that it really is that sentence, blessings come from misfortunes.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of the month, and Liang Mingrui looked for a good opportunity to run into General Guo at the Marshal's place: "There are rumors in the army that your nephew, Young General Guo, is very skilled in martial arts."

"That means practicing martial arts earlier." General Guo was very modest.

"Our son also practiced martial arts very early." Master Liang emphasized unconvinced.

"Oh, my son's kung fu is very high." General Guo was a little impatient, obviously perfunctory.

"Then, which one of us is stronger?" Liang Mingrui asked with a smile.

"This one……"

"Tomorrow, the two of us will discuss each other, and the general will give me some advice?"

"Okay!" General Guo answered this sentence very seriously. Martial arts competitions are very dangerous. He can't bear the responsibility for hurting either of these two, so naturally he has to protect them.

Fuyao's current kung fu has few opponents, but she has encountered more challenges. There are many people who use long spears. She, who uses hammers, has become a sparring partner. Many people want to gain experience in fighting people who use hammers.

When she got up in the morning, she went to the school field early as usual, practiced a routine with a copper hammer, and then changed to a wooden hammer to prepare for a competition.

Guo Bin is here.When everyone practiced martial arts, he had to guide them. However, when others improved, he also improved, and he improved more than others. This made the young generals jealous and envious.

"It will be great when I can catch up with Boss Guo." Huang He saw Guo Bin playing a set of marksmanship, and he also practiced this, but he was not as fierce as Guo Bin.

"Cut, there is no one to compare to, you have to compare to him. Boss Guo is not human at all..." Before he finished speaking, he heard someone behind him answer: "So powerful?"

The people in the circle turned their heads and couldn't help gasping for air, and a person who couldn't call anyone came.

"I've met Prince Zhenbei!"

"Hehe, that's all, that's all, I heard you guys praised Guo Bin just now, what about him? Let me also experience his superb kung fu." Liang Mingrui looked around and saw General Guo riding over.

Guo Bin was very surprised, why did Liang Mingrui come here, the Liang family and the Guo family are two super big families that have absolutely no intersection in the capital.

"Guo Bin, our eldest son wants to learn your kung fu." Master Liang has always been so annoying, as if he would feel sorry if he didn't make things irritating. This time, Liang Mingrui couldn't help it. He took his foot out of the stirrup and kicked the master behind the back.

Master Liang staggered, shut his mouth obediently and stood still.

Guo Bin arched his hands towards this side, steered his horse towards the middle of the school grounds, Liang Mingrui followed from his side, took the carried silver gun, and urged his horse to follow.

It was the first time Fuyao saw Liang Mingrui holding a weapon, such a luxurious silver gun.Of course she knew it wasn't made of silver, but from the tip of the gun to the handle, it was made of metal in one piece.She had seen the Goujian Sword of Yue King in the museum before. On this gun, there were the same patterns of making as that one. It was more gorgeous and complicated than that one. Reflecting the colorful and bright halo.

"It's so beautiful!" A small school in the fifth group was envious, and everyone around him glanced at it coldly, so he quickly lowered his head and avoided it.

Seeing General Guo, Fuyao understood that today's martial arts competition was not a coincidence, and couldn't help but despise Liang Mingrui. Now, everyone said that Guo Bin was good at martial arts, so he was not convinced.

However, if he dared to challenge Guo Bin, Liang Mingrui should have some skills, right?If it was that kind of embroidered pillow, it would be embarrassing today if it had a fancy surface and grass inside, and Guo Bin would never be merciful.

The sound of the gong at the start of the game broke Fuyao's reverie. In the middle of the school field, two men with guns had very similar postures in their hands. The surrounding audience immediately started discussing. Suddenly, he stopped suddenly.

This kung fu is too good, far beyond the imagination of the audience, even Fuyao couldn't help but sweat for Guo Bin.

The silver spear danced out a dazzling ball of horses, engulfing the two of them in an instant, so they couldn't even see the movements clearly.

The gun Guo Bin used was not so gorgeous, it was just a black iron gun, but it was also made of a whole body, strong enough and heavy, otherwise, how could it compete with Liang Mingrui's?
In the crowd of spectators who held their breath, the two guns clashed with crisp sounds, and the tense rhythm showed their astonishing speed.General Guo's face was covered with sweat. In such a fierce fight, if one is not good, he may watch people die or be injured. One is a nephew and the other is a dignitary.

It is impossible to see how many moves were used, only when the two riders are staggered, people know that it is a round.

Among the young people in the whole arena, there were very few of them who could have two rounds with Guo Bin, and they were often defeated with one move, but today, both of them had more than twenty rounds.

Even if he hates Liang Mingrui, Fuyao still admires his superb martial arts.

A quarter of an hour passed..., two quarters of an hour passed..., an hour passed, General Guo suddenly rang the gong for the truce, and saw two horses, one red and one black, neighing and kicking back.

Liang Mingrui rode a good BMW horse, and the bay red horse was still very handsome. The big black horse that Guo Bin sat on was panting violently, and finally fell down on the ground with a "plop".

Fortunately, General Guo stopped in time, otherwise, this horse would have dragged Guo Bin down.The people around were amazed, and most of them were shouting "Fortunately! Fortunately!"

General Guo waved his hand holding the drumstick, and the school ground fell silent: "Today, Prince Zhenbei came here specially to guide everyone to practice martial arts, and to compete with Guo Bin in martial arts. It is really a wonderful competition. Let me wait It's a feast for the eyes. Unfortunately, Guo Bin's mount is too old, so far, the two teenagers have been tied."

People couldn't help applauding, they really admired the martial arts of the two.

Liang Mingrui stepped forward, waved to everyone, and smiled: "I'm ashamed, I think, if the two changed horses, I should lose. I admire Brother Guo very much, the kung fu is really beautiful."

"The master's kung fu is also very good." Someone shouted from below. This was everyone's heartfelt words. The Northern Xinjiang camp only recognizes strength, regardless of status. Liang Mingrui has something worthy of people's respect.

"Let's not talk about it. Whether my kung fu is good or not, I definitely don't have as many places to display it as Brother Guo." Liang Mingrui said, dismounted, and handed the reins to General Guo: "This is a gift from me to Brother Guo Bin, please come on." On the battlefield, kill a few more Tartars for me."

General Guo had no choice but to answer, and it wasn't for him. He could refuse, but Guo Bin couldn't speak. Where is the elder here?The people in the school knew that this was a sincere gift from the prince, without any hypocrisy.

Liang Mingrui graciously asked the two attendants to carry the silver gun away. He waved to everyone, smiled, and then walked out.

Fuyao looked at his back, a bit like: "I wave my sleeves, and I won't take a single cloud away".

Everyone in the audience, no matter whether they hated or liked him before, are all very moved now.Yes, as the eldest son of the family who wants to inherit the title, he is much less likely to go to the battlefield than Guo Bin, but this doesn't make him sacrifice his BMW for nothing, right?There is no soldier who does not love horses, especially such a rare BMW, and there are not many good BMW horses in the entire Yong Dynasty.

Liang Mingrui really appreciates Guo Bin and respects Guo Bin's martial arts skills.

Walking to the edge of the school field, Liang Mingrui looked back. Among hundreds of pairs of eyes staring at him, he saw the beautiful big eyes that he wanted to see. There was a layer of watery light blocking those dark eyes. Ren, but still sure, she was staring at herself for a moment.

Satisfied, he turned his head, straightened his spine, and walked forward.

Master Liang is still in a daze until now, his mind is in a mess, and he feels like a dream.The prince gave away the bloody BMW given by the prince?For this horse, he practiced martial arts day and night, and he trampled countless bricks in the martial arts hall of the palace. Why did he give it away so lightly today?So much sweat, in vain?

General Guo handed over the reins to Guo Bin. Seeing his nephew's eyes, he also looked puzzled, and smiled slightly: "Blood-blooded BMW has a temperament. Every day, the prince will add fodder to it personally. Today I will give it a try." It's up to you."

"Yes!" Guo Bin seemed to be making an important promise, took the reins solemnly, and gently stroked the horse's temples.

The bay red horse neighed at the outside of the school field with nostalgia. Liang Mingrui heard its call. For three years, he never thought it was an animal. It was his good friend. Now, he suddenly lost it, and he felt very sad. .However, he felt that it was worth it. Instead of following himself and dying in a stable, it is better to follow Guo Bin, gallop on the bloody battlefield, and play its due role.

In the days that followed, the topic of the Northern Xinjiang camp was almost nothing more than Shizi and Guo Bin. The peerless contest between the two was exaggerated more and more miraculously in people's word of mouth, and finally passed back to Fuyao. When she heard it, she suspected that there was another competition, which she had never seen before, and it was comparable to a competition between gods and gods.

Although Fuyao didn't regret choosing General Guo here, he regretted that he had looked down upon Liang Mingrui in the past. The young man who sincerely gave his most beloved BMW to the hero he admired and sincerely hoped to kill more enemies and defend national defense, he Your heart must be open and aboveboard, and it is steaming.

(End of this chapter)