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Chapter 29 A Chance Encounter

If Sun Dalei had done this a few days ago, Zhao Jin would have stopped him, but it doesn't matter now. He can share the responsibility and make his purpose less powerful. Zhao Jin thought so in his heart, said hello with a smile, turned around and prepared to leave.

Turning around, he happened to see a man and a woman sending Mu Shulan over. The man and woman were in their forties, wearing bloated cotton coats, and looked good. They looked like they were in the city. However, the man and woman should not be Mu Shulan's elders, because they were very respectful to the little girl, and the little girl was very imposing and had no good face.

In Zhao Jin's impression, Mu Shulan was a well-behaved and sensible girl. Unexpectedly, she could see her domineering appearance. When she was stunned, Mu Shulan waved her hands at the two of them. The man and woman bowed and left with a smile. The little girl turned around. As soon as Mu Shulan saw Zhao Jin, a sweet smile immediately appeared on her face. She ran over quickly and said, "Brother Xiao Jin, it's really boring to learn things these days. It's still fun to watch martial arts competitions."

It’s really a child’s character. As soon as he sighed, Zhao Jin suddenly realized something. The little girl was picked up by her father every day. Seeing their family’s dress and complexion, she thought it was a medium-sized family, but looking at the scene today, it was probably not simple. The family who could have servants would not be too bad. Thinking about the attitude of her father and uncle, the little girl was not simple.

Of course, Mu Shulan didn't know that in just a short time, Zhao Jin's mind turned so much. She smiled and held Zhao Jin's hand and followed Zhao Jin to the place where he practiced martial arts. Zhao Jin gradually got used to this kind of intimacy, while the little girl felt extremely natural.

Men and women are not close to each other, and men and women are very defensive. Although Zhao Jin and Mu Shulan are both young, their intimacy is still eye-catching. A new boy laughed and said, "Little couple, such a beautiful little wife."

Before he finished speaking, he was blocked by the vicious eyes of other teenagers. Zhao Jin had a high prestige in the hearts of the teenagers. Everyone still clearly remembered the tragic situation of bleeding from the mouth and nose after Liu Yong said this.

Zhao Zhenxing was in poor health in winter and usually went to the wing room to rest after lunch at Zhao's house. This way, Zhao Jin had a lot more time at noon, so the two of them didn't have to rush back.

The little girl chattered and talked, but what made Zhao Jin feel interesting was that Mu Shulan was very strict and did not mention what she had learned in the past few days. She only said that she was crying and begging, and then changed the day to half a day.

As we were walking, we saw two middle-aged men in green hoods in front of us walking towards each other with a young man. The green hoods were dressed in servants. The two servants were wearing very decent cotton robes and leather boots under their feet. They were cleanly clean. The young man even asked Zhao Jin to take a few more glances, with a silver crown tied hair and a royal blue double-breasted robe.

Not to mention anything else, you can tell from the outfit that this young man has an extraordinary background, let alone the cultivation and temperament revealed by the young man in every move. Zhao Jin has never seen such a person in this life, and only a few of them have seen in that life.

This young man looks handsome, with a red face and white teeth, and his eyes are as bright as stars. He really has the meaning of a person in the painting.

Jia Baoyu? For some reason, this name appeared in Zhao Jin's mind. The image of this young man is quite similar to that of Dream of Red Mansions and books and illustrations.

What's even more rare is that although this young man is elegant and handsome, he does not have a trace of playboy or feminine spirit. Instead, he is heroic and his eyes are extremely energetic.

"Brother Xiaojin, he is so beautiful." Mu Shulan said to Zhao Jin in a low voice. Both sides were passing by. Although they were speechless, the boy heard it and turned to glance at it. The little girl blushed and hid behind Zhao Jin and dared not come out.

The boy smiled and nodded. Zhao Jin subconsciously responded that it was rare for a young man of this age to deal with strangers calmly.

"I didn't expect that there was such a person in Xuzhou." When Zhao Jin heard the conversation between the boy and his servant, he was stunned for a moment before he realized that he was talking about Mu Shulan.

Compared to the sloppy and unclean boy, Zhao Jin is always very neat and clean, and Mu Shulan dresses very finely. Unlike her peers, Zhao Jin has a calm body, while Mu Shulan is innocent and romantic. These two temperaments are rare, so it is not surprising that the boy said this.

However, this sentence made Zhao Jin relax a little. This pretentious tone shows that the other party is still a child, and no matter who faces a very perfect existence, there is always pressure.

"Young Master, the place is not far away, it's about to arrive." The words went away and the people walked away.

Zhao Jin and Mu Shulan kept looking back and waited for the person to walk away, the little girl asked curiously: "Brother Xiao Jin, who is this person?"

"I don't know, it's not like our Xuzhou side." Zhao Jin replied. He suddenly remembered that the people who were just talking about official language, and they had never seen them before. They spoke official language again, so he had a rough judgment.

Two more days passed, and the number of guests in front of the Wang family was not reduced, but more. This is not surprising. In this era, the time on the road was calculated in days, and people from the surrounding prefectures and counties had just arrived.

Zhao Jin no longer ran on the road in front of the Wang family. It was not dawn when he got up and ran, but even at such an early hour, there were people waiting in front of the door with a greeting. On the other hand, Zhao Jin had decided to increase the amount. It turned out that the distance he ran in the morning could be easily completed. The Wufu family was in good health. Although they were weak in the past, they strengthened their exercise and kept up with nutrition, and their body improved quickly.

Mu Shulan didn't come this morning, so she should be learning something at home. Zhao Zhenxing came to pick up Zhao Jin and went there. It was still boring to learn martial arts. Once the new project of the previous few days was repeated a lot, it would not be so interesting.

What surprised Zhao Jin was a little surprised was that his taciturn uncle Zhao Zhenxing suddenly talked too much. When he was practicing martial arts, Zhao Zhenxing was chattering around.

"... Grandpa Yue said that if you can hold a gun when you go into battle, you will be a good soldier. Qi Shaobao also said that no matter how good your martial arts are, it is useless. If you are in the team, you can only kill and hurt by uniform formations without being chaotic. This is true."

"... I really have to go into battle and have a whole armor. Remember to buy a silk jacket even if I borrow money. If I have this silk jacket, I am shot by a bow and arrow. It will be easier when I pull the arrow. The silk is tough. If I have luck, I can't shoot the arrow. If I pull it out, I will suffer less. Otherwise, I will dig a piece of meat out..."

Zhao Jin listened very seriously. What his uncle said was the battle examples and practical knowledge on the battlefield, and this knowledge can be verified with his memories. He learned a lot of military knowledge through reading from friends in front of the bed, and recalled a lot. However, for Zhao Jin, who had no foundation, he mostly knew the truth but didn't know why. Now that his uncle talked about those real examples, Zhao Jin found that he began to understand.

During the boring martial arts process, someone will tell you about battle examples and experiences, which will make this process interesting. Zhao Jin also discovered another interesting place, such as the square formations of Switzerland and Spain, the military concepts of Prince Morris of the Netherlands, and the military strategy of Qi Jiguang.

But I couldn't be distracted during the listening process. There were several times when I listened too focused and my movements were distorted. My uncle Zhao Zhenxing's vine ruthlessly pulled down. Because the speech was so exciting, Zhao Jin was so enchanted and was really hit by a dozen times. Zhao Jin thought a little aggrievedly. Could it be that my uncle told me this to test his attention?

Zhao Zhenxing coughed violently several times while telling these things. Zhao Jin clearly saw the blood on his uncle's palm, and he was very ill!

"Uncle, don't you worry?" Zhao Jin has now integrated completely. His parents are parents, and his uncle is uncle. They were originally their close relatives.

"It's okay, the old wounds I had lost in the past are like this when the sky was cold, and my movements were wrong again. Don't be distracted. If you really want to be on the battlefield of fighting, you will be fine!" Zhao Zhenxing answered a few words and started yelling.

This is also what Zhao Jin finds strange. His uncle suddenly becomes strict.
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