"If you have nothing to do, you might as well recite it."

When you look at the beauty in the snow, you will feel that the beauty is more and more beautiful.

Therefore, even though he knew that he was trying to hide his shortcomings, Mao Zhengliang did not care. He just stood in the corridor with a warm stove in his hand, watching the beauty lightly open her red lips and recite: "Luoyang City is east and west, and when he was done, he left. The snow was like flowers, but now the flowers are like snow."

Under such circumstances, Xiang Rou recited a sad farewell poem.

So seeing this appearance, Mao Zhengliang couldn't help frowning and sighed softly.

Even though he is just a rough man and has no talent, how could Mao Zhengliang not hear the meaning of Xiang's soft words?

She was once the daughter of a wealthy family. She was no better than Mao Zhengliang. Xiang Rou was a girl who was raised in a wealthy manner since childhood.

In the turmoil of the times, this heart flesh that was once loved by his parents and family has become a plaything for others and cannot help but be sad. In this way, how can this girl who was once a girl in her youth be sad?

After all, from the perspective of the past, Mao Zhengliang, who made his fortune halfway and was ungrateful, could not be considered a good match for a wealthy family.

Therefore, Mao Zhengliang couldn't help but sigh softly.

When sighing lightly, seven parts sighed with pity for his life, but three parts sighed with his inability to know what he was.

Haha, although they have been together for several months, how can they talk about any relationship between them?

For Mao Zhengliang, Xiang Rou, who was stolen by him with power, was just a "beauty" that could make him pleasing to the eye; for Xiang Rou, Mao Zhengliang, who was stolen by power, was just a protective umbrella that could make her live in troubled times.

In this way, I can't talk about respecting each other like guests, like bondage, or even vague.

Because both sides were unequal at the beginning. Under such inequality, how could "love" come from? It's just a charity transaction.

Therefore, even if Mao Zhengliang sighed, Xiang Roudun was shocked.

Without waiting for Mao Zhengliang to say anything, he hurriedly said: "Officials, slaves, slaves have disturbed the official's happiness."

"Haha, nothing happened. But you'd better call me Shaojun in the future, it sounds more comfortable."

Although some people are born with good looks, they are destined to not be able to entertain people with sex. If they cannot entertain people with sex, this kind of relationship that is already unemotional will inevitably become weak again.

Mao Zhengliang, who originally planned to enjoy the snow in the mansion, lost his charm and returned to the study room and read military books in the warm room to pass the time.

Then when the snow disappeared, Mao Zhengliang, as the marshal of the East and West Daodu, went to the military camp in habitually and started playing games with the men in the army.

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"Come on, come on, come on, come on. I heard that you are all very capable, so today I would like to show off your fists and fall in front of me.

We are still the same rules, and I will be rewarded for those who win in the end."

In order to motivate the soldiers in the army, Mao Zhengliang couldn't help but develop a habit unknowingly.

That is, every ten days and a half months, he would immediately draw a hundred people from the army and then let them compete for their skills.

In the end, if he wins this one-on-one competition, Mao Zhengliang will reward him with a month's military salary to encourage him.

So when he casually said to a hundred households and their soldiers under the tent, the officials and soldiers under the tent, who were full of swords and shields, couldn't help but smile.

After all, this is a great opportunity to show your face.

Therefore, just after Mao Zheng and Liang Yan finished speaking, the Baihu shouted at the top of his voice: "Everyone is here, I'll have the opportunity to show my face."

As he shouted like this, a hundred soldiers couldn't help but run over happily.

"See Marshal!" They shouted together.

Now the military military is very strict. Although these people are excited, they dare not be rude.

So when Mao Zheng and Liang Fang waved their hands to let them stand up from the ground, "Okay, there is no need for politeness. Today is the same rule. If you are going to compete for one-on-one wrestling, the winner will be rewarded.

If any of you can defeat three people in a row and still be undefeated, I will also support him as a personal guard under the tent, and his military salary will be doubled! Do you understand these?"

"Yes, understand!"

I heard that in addition to having money, I also have the opportunity to become a personal soldier under Mao Zhengliang's tent and then be promoted further.

The soldiers in front of them were all excited and blushed.

Seeing this, Mao Zhengliang nodded with a smile and divided them into two groups. Then he shouted loudly and "started", and a big drama was staged on the school field.

Even when Mao Zhengliang, who was standing in the stands, saw the scene in front of him, he was so excited that he couldn't help but talk about it.

"Oh, okay. Look at that, you actually threw your opponent away in an instant. With this strength, I guess this kid has a chance to be a personal guard!"

There are all kinds of birds in the forest, and there are many strange people like the army.

Even though Mao Zhengliang has done this kind of thing many times now, every time he watches such a game, he can't help but make Mao Zhengliang feel illuminated.

So when the three consecutive games ended, Mao Zhengliang couldn't help but clap and laugh, "It's wonderful, really worthy of being the Warriors under my tent."

Come on, a total of fifty tourists came here to receive rewards. And you ten people, go back and prepare immediately. From now on, you will be your personal soldiers under the commander's tent."

On the battlefield, the personal guard is the warrior who protects the life and death of the chief general.

And Mao Zhengliang is also very courteous to such a warrior.

After all, if Mao Zhengliang unfortunately encounters life and death crisis on the battlefield, these personal guards will be the last line of defense beside him. Mao Zhengliang cannot ignore them.

So after asking for the names of ten people one by one and complimenting them one by one, Mao Zhengliang took the people back to his central army tent.

However, at this time, when he returned to the Central Army tent, Zhang Side, who was an experienced official under Mao Zhengliang's tent, couldn't help but send Mao Zhengliang a report to the Yuan Meng court.

"Marson, look, Yuan Meng has indeed reached an uncontrollable point in Jiangnan."

After presenting Di Bao with both hands to Mao Zhengliang, Zhang Side couldn't help but say this.

So when he took the newspaper and saw the content above, Mao Zhengliang couldn't help but laugh: "Damn, Fang Guozhen really verified a sentence with practical actions. 'If you want to be an official, kill people and set fire to be recruited!"

As he said that, Mao Zhengliang couldn't help laughing at the news that he appointed Fang Guozhen as the political affairs of Pingzhang, Jiangsu and Zhejiang Province in the Di newspaper.
Chapter completed!