As he said this, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, and added: "Other people don't have it either!"

It immediately caused everyone to burst into laughter, and the atmosphere was heightened.

Wang Zhong looked at Pinlan, who had a flash of playfulness in his eyes, and couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. This girl was indeed outspoken and cheerful, but she was not all stubborn. It was quite interesting.

After a while, the food was ready. Sheng Wei and Li waited for everyone to eat. The women and children sat at one table, while Wang Zhong and other men sat at another table.

"My nephew, I have come all the way here. It was a long journey, and I don't have much good things at home. I can only prepare a small amount of wine. Please don't dislike it, my nephew!" When we met again, Sheng Wei became very polite and a little less casual than before.

, a little more polite.

"Uncle, when did you and I need to be so polite?"

Sheng Wei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and picked up the wine glass: "What my nephew said is absolutely true. I made a mistake. I will punish myself with a drink!"

As he said this, he started to drink, but Wang Zhong raised his hand to stop him.

"Uncle, we are all from the same family. You are the elder and I am the junior. How can an elder be punished with a drink in front of a younger one?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! As he said that, Wang Zhong had already picked up the wine glass: "All of us here today are our own family members. Let's not bring out those polite rules for greeting people and sending them off outside.

On such a happy day today, wouldn't it be better for us all to eat well, drink well and enjoy the joy of reunion than anything else?"

Seeing the slight smile on Wang Zhong's face and his sincere and free eyes, Sheng Wei also had a smile on his face: "What Zi Hou said is that everyone here today is from his own family. You don't have to be rigid. Eat well, drink well, and enjoy the reunion. Happiness is the right thing to do!"

After saying that, he called his two sons to have wine with Wang Zhong and Chang Bai. As they changed glasses, the smiles on everyone's faces grew more and more.

If he is really good at dancing, Wang Zhong is even better than Sheng Hong. Whether he is a prince or aristocrat in the upper class of society or a peddler and a pawn at the bottom, Wang Zhong can tell people from all walks of life. It would be easier to say a few words and have a few glasses of wine.

Brothers Chang Song and Chang Wu had often heard Wang Zhong's name from their father Sheng Wei, and every time Sheng Wei mentioned Wang Zhong, he was full of praise, as if he wished Wang Zhong was his son.

Originally, the two brothers had some complaints about Wang Zhong. After all, what his father said about other people's children was really unpopular.

But since Wang Zhong was admitted to the imperial examination in one fell swoop, he was also ranked first in the first class and became the number one scholar in the new examination.

No, it should be said that since Wang Zhong won the title of Toad Palace in the autumn of Huainan East Road, the two brothers' views on Wang Zhong gradually changed. After Wang Zhong won the Jinshi.

If the two brothers were still a little unconvinced at first, thinking that their father couldn't stand them, so they compared outsiders with them, they were still a little unconvinced. After all, young people are hot-blooded, but when they knew the news, the original His dissatisfaction disappeared instantly.

Let alone the eighteen-year-old new top scorer, even if the two brothers were to take the exam, even if they were lucky enough to become a scholar, they would not be able to pass the autumn exam, let alone the spring exam.

The two brothers also looked away. Wang Zhong was indeed powerful. No wonder his father always used him as an example to teach his brothers.

Changsong is the elder and has started to take care of the family business with Sheng Hong over the years. Changwu is younger and is currently practicing martial arts at home with the martial artist Sheng Wei invited back. He is learning the art of war and strategy from the teacher and is preparing to participate in the martial arts competition.

Although the two brothers took different paths, they were not much different in age. It was a time when they were full of curiosity about everything. Wang Zhong talked to them about the luxurious people he had met, his experiences from all over the world, the local style, and the food. .

Although Wang Zhong was not very old, he was very knowledgeable in everything he said. Even Sheng Wei, who had been traveling around for many years, couldn't make a mistake. He kept the two brothers stunned.

Early the next morning, Wang Zhong and Chang Bai were doing morning exercises in the courtyard, and Chang Wu came over.

"Brother! Brother!" Chang Wu was fine when he came in, but when he saw Wang Zhong and Chang Bai, one wielding a knife and the other practicing a sword, he couldn't help shouting hello.

"It's Wu Di!" Chang Bai held his sword and raised his hand to Chang Wu to say hello.

"Brother Bai can actually do swordsmanship?" When Changwu came in just now, Changbai was dancing with a sword, and he was very skillful in a set of swordsmanship.

Changbai smiled and said: "I learned some boxing, kicking and swordsmanship from Zihou to strengthen my body, but I'm not yet proficient in it."

Chang Wu followed the martial arts master Sheng Wei invited back and also practiced fist, kick, spear and stick for several years. Although his kung fu was average, he still had some skills in his eyes. He knew that Chang Bai's sword skills were proficient, so he said this just modestly, but Chang Bai's sword skills were proficient. Bai's words made Chang Wu even more curious about Wang Zhong next to him: "I have long heard from my father that brother Zihou is not only outstanding in literary talent, but also very powerful in martial arts. When I saw him today, he is indeed extraordinary."

"Brother Changwu, thank you!" Wang Zhong also said with a cup of his hands.

Chang Wu was not polite and said directly: "Brother Zihou, I have also practiced spear and stick with a martial artist for several years. I wonder if brother Zihou can give me some advice?"

"What's the point of advice? As far as my skills are concerned, we can learn from each other and exchange our experiences!"

"Then let's spar!" After saying that, Chang Wu took Wang Zhong and Chang Bai to the martial arts field specially prepared for him by Sheng Wei. Class 18 had all kinds of weapons.

Chang Wu walked to the weapons shelf, pulled out a long stick and said: "I am better at marksmanship. We are just competing, so we use the stick instead. What weapon does Brother Zihou use?"

Wang Zhong walked to the weapon shelf, picked up a short stick and said: "Then I will use this!"

"Brother Zihou, one inch is long and one inch is strong. Are you sure you want to use this?" Chang Wu asked, looking at the short stick with eyebrows that was less than six feet in Wang Zhong's hand.

Wang Zhong, however, held the short stick with both hands as if holding a sword, and said with a confident smile: "Brother Changwu, don't be careless. Although my stick is short, it has a lot of changes!"

"Just in time to try it!" Chang Wu shouted low, swung his long stick, drew out his bow, and pointed the tail of the stick at Wang Zhong: "Brother Zihou, be careful!"

Since Chang Wu said to use sticks instead of spears, he naturally used marksmanship. As soon as he finished speaking, he leaned towards Wang Zhong and used the long stick in his hand as a long spear.

There is a proverb in the martial arts, which is that the stick hits a large area, and the gun pricks a line. This is the difference between the gun and the stick.

As soon as Chang Wu fired his spear, Wang Zhong knew that this kid had worked hard for a long time. The spear style was steady and accurate, and it already had some firepower, but it lacked some ruthlessness.

"good!"

Wang Zhong cheered, but the movement of his hand was not slow. Although it was a short stick, he could still use the blocking method to separate the long stick in just one circle.

Chang Wu took advantage of the situation and drew the spear, released the force, and in a flash, the waist and horse united, the force rose from the ground, and the spear thrust out again.

In a moment, the sticks had touched each other more than ten times. The more Chang Wu hit him, the brighter his eyes became, and he even didn't hold back at all. Every time he thrust out a spear, he used all his strength, but Wang Zhong killed them one by one.

If you block it, no one will miss.

Seeing that the fast and fast shot was once again separated by Wang Zhong, Chang Wu was about to change his moves, but saw Wang Zhong on the opposite side move, holding the end of the long stick in his hand like a knife, and jumped forward, unexpectedly

He followed the body of the stick towards himself.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Chang Wu's complexion suddenly changed, his steps changed, and he hurriedly retreated, while at the same time the spear in his hand was thrust out again.

But Wang Zhong was faster and more flexible. He used the short stick in his hand to strike from bottom to top. The force was not particularly strong, but it knocked Chang Wu's long stick off course.

At the same time, the speed increased again, and the short stick in his hand was pressed against Chang Wu's long stick and he slashed towards Chang Wu.

Chang Wu retreated again and again, his body and spear skills constantly changing, and he even used sticks, fists and kicks. Finally, he was forced into a corner and restrained his neck.

"An inch long is indeed stronger, but there is another saying: an inch short is dangerous!"

"Long soldiers such as spears and sticks are most afraid of letting people get close to them. Brother Changwu has practiced marksmanship well and has a solid foundation. However, he is still young and lacks strength and lacks experience in battle. In a few years, I want to do it again.

It’s not that easy to win.”

"Thank you for your advice, brother." Although he lost in the competition, Chang Wu didn't mind. Instead, he was very curious about the sword technique Wang Zhong used just now, and his eyes were shining brightly: "The sword technique that brother used just now to replace the sword with a stick seemed very good.

It’s exquisite!”

"Want to learn?" Wang Zhong looked at Chang Wu with a smile.

Chang Wu was stunned: "Brother, are you willing to teach me?"

"It's just a set of sword skills, why not!"

Wang Zhong immediately replaced the sword with a stick and taught him how to use the Changwu sword.

In fact, Chang Wu himself knows the sword technique, but Chang Wu only practiced a single sword and a simple sword with a long handle, and he only dabbled in it and was not proficient in it.

But since Wang Zhong is willing to teach, Chang Wu is naturally willing to learn.

After breakfast, the two old ladies were chatting and reminiscing together. The two old ladies were also very open-minded. Knowing that these children were uncomfortable staying with them for a long time, the eldest old lady asked Changsong and

Chang Wu, led Chang Bai, Wang Zhong and the others, took Minglan and Pinlan, and went out to visit Youyang.

Unexpectedly, as soon as they went out, they saw a carriage parked outside Sheng's house. Looking at the man and woman who had just got off the carriage, the faces of Changsong, Changwu, and Pinlan sisters changed instantly.
Chapter completed!