Wang Yilin replied: "I understand, I will act according to my uncle's instructions. But what should I accept him?"

Wang Zhiren said with a grip on his lips: "Wu Zheng is young, and young people must care about making a name for themselves, especially when his family is in Shangyu, and returning home in glory will definitely be very tempting to him. You can accept him, as long as he is loyal to me, the Qianhu House of Lianghu will be his."

Wang Yilin was anxious when he heard this, "Uncle, what about me? In the first half of the year, Uncle said that the lack of deputy families was the only one who belonged to me."

"Hmph." Wang Zhiren snorted softly, "Nothing is unreliable. If Wu Zheng is willing to be loyal to me, then you don't have to stay in Lianghuwei. I will arrange a deputy thousand households for you in the Dinghai Army. So, are you satisfied?"

Wang Yilin was amused when he heard this, "Satisfied, satisfied. Uncle Xie."

Speaking of this, Wang Yilin suddenly thought, "Uncle, what if the recruitment cannot be achieved?"

Wang Zhiren's face turned gloomy, "Then let him... die."

....

Early the next morning, hundreds of soldiers and civilians left Kuaiji by boat, returned from Beiyuan Road, turned east to Hangzhou Bay, and went directly to Shangyujie.

Wu Zheng, accompanied by Zhang Huangyan, went to the Ministry of War to find Zhang Guowei to receive the documents and tokens.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Huang, Wu Zheng and his group went toward Shangyu Shining Town.

The so-called feeling of being close to home.

The closer you get to home, Wu Zhengyue is worried.

Not only Wu Zheng, but also Erhan and Xiao An also looked timid.

Chen Sheng looked around, Daqi, yesterday the riverside almost fought and never saw Wu Zheng so afraid.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Wu Zheng said with a bitter face: "I am worried about bamboo whipping."

"Bamboo? What is the purpose of?"

Erhan said quietly from the side: "The Wu family law."

Chen Sheng was stunned and then understood, so he comforted him: "Don't worry, a man is determined to make achievements. I believe Ling Zun will not be too harsh. Besides, now he is a sixth-rank family and returns home in glory. I am afraid that Ling Zun will not be too happy?"

After hearing Chen Sheng's comfort, Wu Zheng's face was just pale, but then he turned a little green.

Song An rolled his eyes and said, "Mr. Chen, the ancestors of the Wu family are not allowed to enter the government or join the army."

"Uh..." Chen Sheng was speechless. Is there such a ancestral teaching?

"How can this reason be true?" Xiaoman was unwilling to be lonely behind him. After listening, he spoke loudly, "Don't worry, Lord Wu, I'll go back to Wuzhuang, I'll talk to Mr. Wu."

"Shut up!" Wu Zheng, Xiao An, and the two Hans were both angry and angry.

Xiaoman was startled, shrank back, and muttered, "The dog bites Lu Dongbin."

....

I've been away from home for more than three years.

There is no change in Shining Town.

A street about four or five miles long can run north and south.

The county government office is at the north end of the street, and the city god temple is at the north end of the street.

It is said to be a street, but in fact, the widest part of the houses on both sides is only one meter.

Residents can hand over things to each other as long as they open the windows on the second floor relatively.

Quite and quiet.

Home, when you think of this word in your heart, it is always warm.

Erhan and Xiaoan were already like monkeys that were released from their cages, rushing around.

Although Wu Zheng was afraid of his father's bamboo whipping, he was still happy when he really arrived on Shining Street.

The people and pedestrians in the shops on both sides pointed at the army that they didn't know where they came from, but no one recognized that the leader would be the former young master of Wuzhuang.

But Wu Zheng never expected that this was the first time he met his father and sister in his mind.

Wuzhuang is more than ten miles south of Shining Street.

When Wu Zheng and his party walked to the streets of Chenghuang Temple.

I found a bunch of people surrounding me.

In a hurry to go home, Wu Zheng had no intention of watching the fun.

But when he passed by, Wu Zheng heard the woman's scream.

It's not a strange thing for a woman to scream.

Every place, every time, there may be women screaming.

There are many reasons for screaming, fear, fear, surprise, and joy. At this time, the scream is definitely not because of surprise.

Wu Zheng heard this, and the fragments in his memory were triggered.

He recognized the voice.

"Erhan, separate the crowd."

"Yes, Master."

Erhan was like a bulldozer. With his strong body, the crowd quickly spread out to both sides, revealing a two-foot-wide road.

In the crowd, an old man, who was nearly fifty years old, was trembling with fear.

Opposite the two were strong men dressed in seven or eight servants.

These strong men were beating a man lying on the ground.

A young man in his twenties was wearing a melon-skin hat and a purple shaved jacket, stepping on the man on the ground with his black silk shoes.

While stepping on it, he cursed: "Chen Zhiyuan, I ask you to save the beauty, and I ask you to save the beauty."

The man on the ground had been beaten so hard that he curled up in a ball, not even saying a word.

The scream was made by this girl because she was still screaming at this time.

"Erhan, Xiaoan, beat me!" Wu Zheng was so angry that his eyes were protruding.

In fact, he didn't need to greet him. When he debuted in the human wall and could see the situation inside, Erhan had already rushed towards the young man who was beating him.

One punch.

Just one punch.

Before punching, Chi Erhan shouted: "Eat me one punch."

When the words were finished, the young man who was hitting him had fallen softly three feet away.

After a brief shock, the seven or eight servants surrounded Erhan.

At this time, Wu Zheng and the soldiers behind him had already rushed into the crowd.

The appearance of soldiers instantly reversed the power balance in the field.

The people scattered with a "boom" sound, but they were still secretly watching the fun in the corners and behind the pillars.

The servants were stunned and didn't even leave any words of scenes. They quickly dragged the young man who had been knocked out by Erhan and ran away.

"elder brother!"

The girl's exclamation made the old man's eyes widen.

Wu Zheng nodded, then bent down and helped the beaten man up, "Zhiyuan, are you okay?"

Chen Zhiyuan was Wu Zhengfa’s childhood friend and he always fell in love and killed each other when he was young.

His father, Chen Jincai, nicknamed Chen Bancheng, was a famous wealthy family in Shining Town. However, Chen Jincai was stingy and also called the Iron Rooster.

Because the trend of ceremonies and sluggishes martial arts and sluggishes business, Chen Jincai hoped that his son would have a future, so he spent a lot of money to ask his husband to give his son a elegant name "Zhiyuan".

Unfortunately, Chen Zhiyuan's ambition was not here, so he wanted to join the army. He could recite the thirteen chapters and six thousand words of Sun Tzu's Art of War.

Jiangnan was too influenced by Qi Jiguang's resistance to the Japanese, especially young people. Who would not want to hold the three-foot sword and be named the Marquis of Wanhu?

Chen Jincai definitely refused, so Chen Zhiyuan had to retreat and change his life goals, intending to be a Confucian general.
Chapter completed!