Not to mention Zeng's family, after Kang Fei went out, he saw Zeng Qing and Zeng Bai learning to play with a few old yamen soldiers on the school grounds. Zeng Qing was fine. He was only less than ten years old in his whitening age. His two little arms and even the smallest stone lock had to be lifted up, which made his little face turn red.

Kang Fei didn't say anything beside him. After looking for a while, he felt that Zeng Zizhong, a fellow Yangzhou fellow, wanted to overturn the case, but it was not possible for ten or twenty years. This means that Zeng and Zeng Qing and Zeng Bai were about to be exiled in Guangdong for about ten or twenty years.

For Zeng Qing and Zeng Bai, who grew up in Yangzhou, where he was the most prosperous in the world, Guangdong is indeed a smoky place. Don’t think about anything else. It would be nice to be able to train your body well.

Kang Fei touched his chin and looked at it for a while, and wanted to recruit Zeng Qing and Zengbai into his team. At least he could add points to the two kids. He couldn't say that he could also be a general in the future.

However, Zeng Qing, a boy with the six monsters on the axis, is a typical middle-aged boy. Zeng Bai is too young again...

He thought for a while and found it funny again. He was not theirs, so why should he worry about them?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but walk up. Zeng Qingzheng gritted his teeth and raised the stone lock. When he saw him, his eyes suddenly opened wide. When his hand slid, the stone lock took off his hand, watching as it fell down and was about to hit his feet.

Kang Fei was still quick in his eyes and hands. He flashed in an instant, raised his leg, kicked the stone lock away with one foot. The stone lock flew far away and hit the courtyard wall. With a roar, it smashed a big hole in the courtyard wall.

The old yamen soldiers next to him only reacted at this time, and the leader reached out and patted his chest, "It's a good time for the third master to be here. Otherwise, if Zeng Xiaoyanei was injured, we can't accompany us even if we have to accompany us."

Kang Fei glanced at Zeng Qing, turned his face and said to several yamen soldiers: "What you said is that Zeng Qing and Zeng Bai's life are life, are your life not life..."

Several yamen soldiers smiled awkwardly, "How can we, a military man like us, compete with the little yamen? We can't compare with each other."

Kang Fei wanted to tell others about equality, but unfortunately, he shook his hands and felt that the third master was so arduous, and his ears were afraid that his master would defile his master's knowledge...

Kang Fei could only sigh that he had a long way to go.

At this time, he looked at Zeng Qing and Zeng Bai again and found that Zeng Qing was leaving far away in a daze. Zeng Bai was standing next to him and couldn't help but wave, "Xiaobai, come here, what's wrong with your brother?"

A little kid like Zeng Bai is not even capable of making soy sauce. He is still a few old soldiers, saying that Zeng Xiaoyane is pestering us to practice the style, and wants to go in and out of thousands of troops like the third master, and take the general's head like a bag and take the ball...

Kang Fei immediately laughed when he heard this. Taking the general's head among the troops was like taking something out of his bag? That was what Mr. Storyteller said, but in fact, even his slut was difficult to do.

Several old yamen looked at each other, and the leader said, "We also see that Zeng Xiaoyanei is not strong, and he thinks that he can practice..."

Kang Fei waved his hand, "Training Zeng Qing carefully, Zeng Bai, who is still young, let him practice less..." After that, he touched a box of candied fruit and threw some scattered silver to several old yamen soldiers.

It is very difficult for them to eat this bowl of food from the army... It is like Swiss mercenaries who first came out to join the army and earned several times the income of their own farming at home, so they were naturally enthusiastic. Later, when Swiss farming became rich, it was better to farm at home than to go out to join the army, and the Swiss mercenaries could not fight.

In the words of the Celestial Empire, as long as you have enough food and salary, those who are in the army can naturally fight. If you want to be in the army, you can't even afford to wear pants and still have to be in the army and be loyal to the court. That's a joke.

The soldiers in the Ming Dynasty were unable to fight at this time, probably because of this reason. They could only eat this bowl of rice that was licking blood from the knife. In the end, they did not have as much income as ordinary citizens. These corpses did not understand the righteousness of the country and did not have nationalist armed ideas, so they naturally could not fight.

Therefore, Kang Fei threw some scattered silver to the old yamen. The people were all happy and thanked the third master in a stack of voices. Kang Fei couldn't stand this and waved his hand to let them go. He heard from behind that he wanted to put the silver together and give the leader a wife... and couldn't help but sigh.

However, he really couldn't control it. The Ming Dynasty was not Pande Mainland. As long as he took out the dinar, those people would devote themselves to his life...

Even if he was devoted to his life, the Ming Dynasty would not have that political environment...

Perhaps, learn from Li Chengliang and get 8,000 servants to become the general of Tieling?

He touched his chin and thought for a while, then laughed and shook his head. In this way, wouldn’t others call him Dai Kangfei, Tieling in the future? Then, in another five hundred years, a guy wearing a baseball cap performed a sketch: Last time I went to the big city, went to Tieling, and visited the statue of Dai Kangfei, by the way...

He was giggling foolishly, and a shout came from the big hole on the opposite wall, "What's wrong with this? Why did the wall collapse? What kind of style does this mean? Lord Fubiao will say that we will be in the school parade tomorrow!"

While talking, a few guys stepped over from the broken wall.

Several people were about to speak, but one of them suddenly turned pale and stood there and refused to move forward.

Kang Fei took a look and said, "Oh, this isn't the guy he beaten at the city gate yesterday!"

He smiled and walked over, and the others were wondering, thinking that the Jianning Xingdushiyaya yamen was not stupid, and he even came to him. It just so happened that he would cheat this guy and go out for some flower wine.

But they did not realize that one of their partners was pale and they fought against each other...

"This master." One of them chuckled, "Although this is the yamen of your Jianning Xingdu Department, our godfather, Lord Fu Biao, is stationed here, and we must establish an individual rule in everything..."

"Stylish?" Kang Fei grinned, revealing his teeth that were as fine as corn kernels, shiny in the sun, "My master, I will teach you what it means to be... "

He said, taking a step forward, punching the guy in the face of the guy talking, and suddenly knocking the guy unconscious. He turned around and saw that he was about to do the same, but he didn't expect one of them to kneel down to the ground, "Grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa..."

Before the two people around had time to react, the old hen turned into a duck in the blink of an eye...

One of them was furious, "Good guy, do you know what we are? Let me tell you, you have stood firm, we are Yierying, the governor of Nangan..."

Before he finished speaking, a fist as big as a sandbag suddenly appeared in front of him, and then his eyes went black and he fell to the ground with a bang.

Kang Fei clenched his fists and looked at the only guy standing, showing his teeth and smiling. In the other party's eyes, he naturally had a terrifying grin, which made his hands and feet weak. With a buzz, he knelt on the ground like a companion by his side, shouting, "Grandpa, please spare me..."

"Ma Dan..." Kang Fei complained, "Can you resist stubbornly? You always give up half-heartedly, which makes me feel no sense of accomplishment at all."

Then, he looked at the two kneeling on the ground and thought for a moment, "Yi'erying? Hold the grass, do you governor think he is An Lushan?"
Chapter completed!