After leaving Huo Hong's house, Shui Jin's face was still flushed. He was helped by his personal soldiers, but he was holding a basket of osmanthus flowers in his hand and kept it open.

If you look so stupid, how can you still have the mighty power of a young general?

Huo Hong brought his children and grandchildren to the door, Huo Bao bowed to his side and got on the horse.

Watching the group leave, Huo Hong took his children and grandchildren and turned around and entered the door.

When the door was closed, he glared at his children and grandchildren.

Huo Rui was restless and his eyes flashed, and he did not dare to look at his grandfather in front of him.

How old is he? He is a Confucian scholar. He knows that his actions today are inappropriate and feels very guilty.

But Huo Bo looked straight at his father, looking confident.

Huo Hong couldn't help but feel angry.

Can't bear to blame your grandson, but still can't bear to part with your son?

He didn't keep his strength and kicked his son hard.

Huo Bo avoided it, and he was kicked and breathed in.

Huo Rui's face turned pale and he hurriedly stopped in front of his uncle and said, "Grandpa, don't blame the second uncle. It's grandson's fault. Grandpa shouldn't tell my aunt what happened before..."

Seeing that Huo Hong was scared of his grandson, his expression was slightly slower, and he waved his hand and said, "It's your second uncle who is not going to do your business!"

Huo Bo said earnestly: "Is my son a villain who offers his sister to be proud of his glory? If it is a peaceful time, I will be happy to find a family of equality for my sister. The couple is in harmony with each other... Now it is a chaotic world, and it will not be when will it be peaceful... If something really happens, the scholar who is powerless and cannot even protect himself, how can he protect his wife and children..."

Huo Hong glared: "Quote! With the brother of the Taiwei clan, do you still need to worry about this?"

Huo Bo said in surprise: "It's not that my father taught his son as a child that he can't rely on others to find trouble, but he wants to establish himself? It's true that the Taiwei is a brother of the son clan, but we can't rely on the Taiwei Mansion in everything! Not only my sister, but even my niece's niece's place in two years, my son wants to establish her as a general, rather than a Confucian scholar who is not used in troubled times."

Huo Rui's eyes shined and he nodded continuously, obviously also recognized Uncle Er's theory.

Huo Hong snorted lightly and shook his sleeves and left.

...

It was not until he was far away from the Huo family that Huo Bao glared at the water and said, "It's time to sober up, right?"

Shui Jin lifted the osmanthus basket in front of him, hugged him like a big treasure, and half of the flower could not fall down, and said with a smile: "Let's go back and I'll invite you to Wangjiang Tower. We will eat the best table, which is better than Jiujiu's table!"

Huo Bao snorted: "Why are you cowardly afterwards? Why aren't you always a man?"

He was worried before, but later he thought about it.

It is true that Shuijinnong came from a poor and rich martial arts family, but when did he learn this shooting technique?

Even if you don’t have money to learn martial arts, you still need strength.

If you really want to fall into a family of people and a family of people of people, can you learn the marksmanship well and grow into this tall man?

When Shui Jin said those slutty people, he also noticed Huo Hong's pickyness and contempt, and deliberately did it.

When Shui Jin heard this, he also regretted: "Isn't that the vanguard, Mr. Hong, looked down on others, and couldn't help but feel owed?"

Huo Bao no longer harmed him. Although the atmosphere after this blind date turned around, he still said it: "Anyway, this is a look at each other. It is possible that the Huo family is not happy, so it's fine."

Shui Jin blinked and nodded, "That's natural... No matter how good your daughter is, there is no reason to force her to marry..."

Huo Bao couldn't help but look at him. He thought of "forced marriage"?

Shui Jin smiled "Hehe" and his eyes fell on the osmanthus basket, his expression was very rippling.

Huo Bao looked up at the sky. This was the season of autumn and winter, not spring, right?

When he arrived at the Taiwei Mansion, Shui Jin's mind finally became clear. He personally helped Huo Bao off the horse and begged in a low voice: "Xiaobao, it's not all brothers. He's not talking nonsense for a moment. When the fifth master asked, don't you have to learn so carefully, right?"

Huo Bao raised his chin: "Brother Shui is begging me? Is it empty mouth and white teeth?"

This marriage is a good thing for Shuijin, but is it for Huo Bao?

As Shui Jin grows in seniority, the eldest brother becomes his uncle.

Shui Jin hurriedly said, pleased, "Who is with us brothers? We will discuss our own affairs, and we will discuss our own affairs in the future..."

Huo Bao snorted lightly.

Shui Jin and the three brothers Tu are just friends, so they can talk about Huo Bao.

If you really marry Huo Chun and talk to Huo Bao, it would be a joke.

Huo Bao was very bad. Seeing that water enters the baby's basket of osmanthus, he took it over while he was not paying attention: "It's rare that there are osmanthus at this time... This is mine..."

Shui Jin was not prepared for a while and threw the basket away. He said with a distressed feeling: "Please take it gently and free up the osmanthus flowers. Remember to give the basket to me!"

Huo Bao was surprised and took the basket and took a closer look.

It is six or seven inches square, woven by fine bamboo, and has swastika patterns embedded on the front, which is quite exquisite.

"Make it by my aunt?"

"Um!"

Shui Jin and Yourong said, "How can others be so skillful!"

Huo Bao looked at Shui Jin and said, "The clan's uncle was farming and studying and passing on his family. Now he is teaching at Jinling Academy. He is full of Confucian scholars. He is reluctant to choose a son-in-law among students!"

Shui Jin raised his eyebrows and said, "Where are you a parent in this world who has ever tried to mess with your children?"

He obviously also understood the intention of Huo Chun's appearance and the softening of Huo Bo's attitude.

Looking at his face full of spring, his body was about to float up.

Huo Bao was too lazy to take care of him.

As soon as the two of them entered the Taiwei Mansion, they saw Niu Qing coming towards him: "Brother Shui, Xiaobao, go to Wubeng Hall quickly, the fifth master is looking for him!"

Wuben Hall is the second entrance hall of the Taiwei Mansion. The hanging plaque says the three words Wuben Hall, which is the meeting hall of the Taiwei Mansion.

Huo Bao and Shui Jin looked at each other, and they were both a little confused.

"Is there any movement in Yangzhou?" Shui Jin thought of this.

"Is there news over Qichun?" Huo Bao thought of it there.

"Not all, it's news about Lingshui... Marshal Liu disappeared yesterday, and Uncle Wu discussed with everyone about the funeral..."

Huo Bao, Shui Jin's face was sluggish and he stepped up his pace.

...

In the church.

Only Huo Wu, Deng Jian, Ma Village Master, and Master Lin were there.

Xue Biao went out to attend a banquet, Du Laoba was in the Jinling camp, and Monk Feng went to Jilongshan Ancient Temple to practice Zen early in the morning.

Huo Wu sighed and said, "Oh, I never expected it!"

Marshal Liu is over fifty years old and is not young, but last time he looked thin, he had no sign of death.

Now it's only half a month, and I'll say nothing.

However, since his brother-in-law has a very good fate, Marshal Liu really cannot live long. Otherwise, if the Bozhou army continues to split like this, its strength will be limited and it will be difficult to develop.

Huo Wu was in a very complicated mood, but he didn't know whether he should be happy for Tu San or whether he began to be afraid of his brother-in-law.

Deng Jian was eager to try: "Is it time to collect Lingshui?"

It was only three days off, and he became so idle that he became moldy.

The leader of the village shook his head and said, "It's hard to mention this matter at this time!"

Marshal Liu died of illness, and the head of the Bozhou army was Tu San.

Even if Lingshui is in Chuzhou, it is still occupied by Bozhou military counties at first.

It is okay for the Chuzhou Army to negotiate with Marshal Liu to negotiate this matter, but it is not easy to negotiate with Tu San, so it is unreasonable to directly seek it.

If the troops are sent to rob, it will be worth it to cut off the relationship between the three disciples for a county.

Master Lin touched his beard and said, "The priest Jiang Ping went to Bozhou to ask for the title of the Bozhou army from the little leader... Liu Er is the left deputy marshal, and Tu Sanye is the right deputy marshal... Marshal Liu passed away, Liu Er is famous, Tu Sanye is powerful, and there is a lot of chaos in the Bozhou army..."

Huo Wu said immediately: "Then we can't sit still and watch, we can't let San'er suffer a loss!"

If it is for the future development of the Chuzhou Army, it is naturally better that the new marshal of the Bozhou Army is Liu Er.

However, Henan Daobaishi is a piece of loose sand and has been wiped out by the court one after another.

If the Bozhou Army is vulnerable, the Chuzhou Army will face the court directly.

In order to make the northern barrier more stable, it can only be a three-palm army.

Master Lin also nodded and said, "Yes, the fifth master and the third master are watching and helping each other, so it's not good to stop watching at this time!"

You have to go to the funeral, and "cheering" is to help.

What everyone is discussing now is who will lead the team to the festival and how many people will be brought over.

The master of the village looked at the three of them and said, "I'll go there!"

Huo Wu's identity is here, so it is not advisable to move lightly.
To be continued...