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Chapter Sixty Seven

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    Peng Yongming has always been good at talking to people, talking nonsense, pushing glasses on the wine table, and talking with anyone with a solid tongue.

    Rao is that the three people present are obviously a little embarrassed and do not know what to say. He can have both sides and sing a lively drama by himself.

    But as tactful as he is, today he still feels that the atmosphere is inexplicably uncomfortable.

    However, everything that should be flattered has been flattered, and those that should be appeased have not been left behind. Peng Yongming feels very good about himself, and he is full of brothers and sisters. Before leaving, he still hooked Xiang Huan's neck and said earnestly:

    "Brother Xiang, I have seen that you are superb in martial arts, but you can't rely on brute force alone. That is the courage of a common man. On the battlefield, you are knowledgeable in arranging troops and charging to kill the enemy. In this regard, General Yu  I am the most familiar, but remember to learn from him.¡±

    Yu Fei: ""

    I really want this person to shut up.

    The meal was not very full, and finally it was over, and everyone parted ways politely at the entrance of the restaurant. Peng Yongming drank a little happily, was helped into the sedan chair by the servant, and wobbled back home.

    While the remaining two teams walked in the opposite direction, Yu Fei seemed to be wandering around the city carelessly, but when he reached a certain corner of the street, he suddenly disappeared.

    After half a stick of incense, he stood outside a private house.

    The courtyard is small and boxy, but it is very tidy and tidy, and it has a taste of living at home.

    "I didn't expect you to live here for more than half a year."

    Perhaps because he was quite strange about this place, Yu Fei turned his big head up and looked around while walking in.

    Wan Yao and Xiang Huan just came back, Qing Hua was squatting obediently in the corner peeling beans, when she saw such a big man walk in the door, she immediately fluffed up and rushed back to her small warehouse to hide - she was used to being frightened in Peng's house,  Still afraid of strangers.

    The bowls and chopsticks in the main hall are neatly arranged.

    Just now the surname Peng was too disgusting, and the three of them didn't eat much. Wanyao went to the kitchen to cut a plate of sausages, quickly fried a plate of peanuts and brought them over.

    Yu Fei pulled up the stool and sat down. He was so curious that he couldn't care less about eating, so he started to ask, "Hey, didn't you go to Yaozhou in exile? Why did you come here to hunt?"

    Xiang Huanzheng threw a salted peanut into his mouth, and he smiled wryly when he heard the words, "It's a long story Anyway, it's hard to say."

    He told him how he was beaten half to death, how he fell seriously ill and was abandoned by the guards, and how he struggled in Huizhou.

    Then he was puzzled: "Did the general never mention me?"

    Yu Fei shrugged: "I went to ask, but he only said that you are now making up your mind and focusing on improving, so we don't have to worry about it."

    Xiang Huan: ""

    While talking, Wan Yao had already taken two jugs of wine from the backyard, and placed them clearly in front of the two of them.

    Just as Xiang Huan was about to pour the jug, he suddenly saw the words on his jug clearly, and then looked at Yu Fei in a blink of an eye, feeling a little unfairness of being treated differently.

    "Why is he Xifeng, and he will produce fruit wine when he comes to me?"

    Wan Yao explained patiently, "You have good legs and feet, you will inevitably suffer from cold in winter, Xifeng is too strong, fruit wine warms up without hurting your stomach Didn't you drink enough in the restaurant just now?"

    "That's only a few glasses, how can it be enough." He said indifferently, "It's just a little pain, I can bear it, what can fruit wine do, it's sweet"

    Just as the voice was falling, it was unexpected to see her frowning, and the corners of her lips sank invisibly.

    Xiang Huan stopped his mouth instinctively, and changed the topic without any bluntness: "I don't have much taste in my mouth recently. Drinking some fruit wine is actually good, to keep healthy."

    Only then did Wan Yao nod: "Then do you want hangover soup?"

    The latter followed suit like a stream: "Yes, of course."

    Yu Fei sat on the side, as if he saw some novel animal, he was even more surprised than when he ran into the two of them in the restaurant before, his eyes widened in amazement, and he couldn't believe his eyes.

    After seeing off Wanyao, Xiang Huan picked up his chopsticks again, and seemed to feel no surprise at the jerky in front of him.

    The big mouth beside him was still open, pointing in the direction of the chef: "No, she, she"

    "You don't know." His expression was full of 12 points of vicissitudes, and he shook his head in an indescribable manner, "She is very fierce now."

    Yu Datou was probably still immersed in this horrifying scene, first he nodded in agreement, and then shook his head violently in disbelief.

    no no no

    The biggest problem is not that Wan Yao has become fierce, but that?Xiang Huan was forced in as a related household, and the head lieutenant looked down on him very much. The key point is that this kid is not good at riding and shooting.  Eat goods waiting to die.

    The officialdom is so dark!

    Just when Xiang Huan was taking a break from his busy schedule, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy finished the task lingeringly, and sat down next to him.

    This boy's name is Da Mao, and his facial features look very small, like a child who hasn't grown up.  There were so many strong and strong sergeants in the field, for some reason, he liked to hang out with Xiang Huan, even though the other party didn't like him very much.

    "Brother Xiang you you sat it's almost an hour" Because he had just finished running, he couldn't help panting, "are you not afraid of being punished by Captain Zhang Zhang Xiaowei?"  .¡±

    Da Mao always felt that this unobtrusive young man was not simple.

    For example, he has never been able to touch the target in archery, but after running 20 laps without panting, or for example, he obviously always competes with others to determine the outcome with three strokes, only losing but not winning, but when a sharp arrow that misses approaching  , can be easily avoided without a trace.

    An ignorant person will not hit such good luck again and again.

    "Punishment is punishment."

    Xiang Huan leaned against the weapon rack, resting his hands behind his head, looking quite relaxed.

    He suffered a lot when he became famous when he was young, and he learned a lot from it, knowing when to hide his clumsiness and when to show it off, Yu Fei tactfully persuaded him to show his talents in the recruit camp, but Xiang Huan chose not to show his charm  .

    After a period of time, he didn't feel how hard it was to be burdened by such a lack of fame.

    "Project page!"

    Captain Zhang, who was patrolling the battalion, finally found the mouse droppings hidden in the dark, and he was furious, "Who told you to bask in the sun here, have you finished running ten laps with a load?"

    The boy on the ground lazily said: "It's over."

    "I don't know what else to do after running! I know how to be lazy all day long, so go to the guard post to change the guard!"

    Xiang Huan didn't lose his temper, he really dragged his feet up the camp wall to change shifts.

    It's not bad to stand still if you sit for too long.

    Not many recruits were recruited, and the camp was surrounded by simple wooden fences. In order to facilitate the deployment of troops, the school grounds were set up close to the city wall. Looking down from the heights, you can see the patrolling soldiers of the three armies wandering around neatly.

    Holding his halberd in his hand, he stood in a daze, when a soldier guarding the camp gate came up on the stairs and shouted at the top of his voice, "Xiang Gongying, your family has brought you food!"  www.hlnovel.com
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