the next day. Su Li got up early in the morning, and in Changle's reluctant farewell, rode a white dragon and left the princess mansion. It was just dawn. Occasionally, you can see some peddlers carrying things into the city to sell on the street. Ever since he entered the Princess Mansion, he has devoted himself to earning points, and he has become the ancestor of the Tang Dynasty before he knew it. At this time, Su Li's mentality is a bit like a hermit who has just been born in the deep mountains. Walk all the way and watch all the way. This real atmosphere of the market makes everything Su Li finds interesting. The white dragon under his crotch kicked restlessly. Su Li didn't go out, so Bailong could only stay at home and put on fat.
As soon as I go out, I can't help but want to have fun. Soon, one person and one horse passed through the city gate. As soon as he crossed the Xianyang Bridge, without waiting for Su Li's urging, the white dragon spread his hooves and ran all the way, turning into a white lightning. In less than a quarter of an hour, Su Li came to the gate of Youwuwei barracks. Standing here, one can faintly hear the slightly noisy sound of practice coming from inside. Su Li nodded secretly. Youwuwei, as one of the twelve guards in the 04th guard of Gyeonggi, was one of the few completely full-time troops in the Tang Dynasty. Its combat effectiveness is the most outstanding group among the more than 600 military mansions of the Tang Dynasty. Ordinary government soldiers don't do drills at ordinary times, and they have to do farming at home. Even most of the armaments need to be purchased with their own money. Even so, Li's second-hand mansion soldiers were already at the peak of all Xia's dynasties. The Han Dynasty swept Liuhe, which was the result of raising elites for more than half a century. Datang is different. At least when Li Er was in power, Datang had been fighting all the time, and he was still able to kill the Quartet, basically never losing. It can be seen how powerful the government soldiers are! In this era, Guanzhong already had a strong military atmosphere, and young and middle-aged men were often aggressive and ruthless, with abundant martial arts virtues. Dismounting from horses to farm and go into battle to kill the enemy is their daily life. The quality of soldiers is terribly high! As for the twelve guards who are completely out of production and practice daily, their combat effectiveness is naturally the best among the best.
After talking to the soldiers guarding the gate, someone took Su Li into the barracks to report and receive the official seal. After the entry process was completed, Su Li was taken directly to the gate of the commander's tent located in the very center of the barracks. Hearing the loud snoring sound coming from inside, the soldier leading the way smiled awkwardly. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Cheng Yaojin wearing a shining light armor, sitting there dozing off. "General, Su Li's son-in-law has arrived!" The snoring is still there. "General!" Cheng Yaojin opened his eyes and looked at the two people standing below in a daze. He waved his hand, motioning the soldiers to get out. "You are Su Li?" Cheng Yaojin tilted his head, squinted at Su Li with his eyelids in his eyes. Su Li frowned. Of course he didn't feel that Cheng Yaojin was a muddleheaded person like what was said in the romance novel. Born as a general in command of the army, he has been a big boss in the court all his life, and he lived to be 77 years old without disease or disaster. Looking at the famous generals under Li's second hand, Cheng Yaojin in front of him is just one! Hidden under this unscrupulous appearance is a heart full of eyes. Thinking about Cheng Yaojin's life, it seems that there are many small mistakes, but basically no big mistakes. The two most stupid things I have done in my life are nothing more than being over seventy years old, taking a concubine, and financial problems. Su Li seriously suspects that these two things are also the excuses Cheng Yaojin left for others to criticize himself. No wonder some people say that Cheng Yaojin is called a goblin. There have always been only wrong names, where is there a wrong nickname? Cheng Yaojin specially put on this look to show himself off. No need to ask, it must be that the visitor is not kind. Su Li narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at Cheng Yaojin with a smile on her face. He wants to see what kind of medicine is sold in the other party's gourd. Asked by himself, Su Li didn't answer, Cheng Yaojin touched his nose in embarrassment. He coughed dryly, and continued: "As far as I know, you son-in-law are outside, and you are called a sage of poets. However, our place is a military camp, and the practice of reciting poems and composing Fu is not popular." Cheng Yaojin said, as if something happened, he suddenly burst out laughing.
"Back then, that old boy Yu Shinan wanted to take a test of my progress because of the amount of ink in his stomach. How could we be impatient with this? No matter how extravagant the words are, we can raise our fists to make him shut up. Your son-in-law Do you understand what I mean, Old Cheng?" Su Li grinned and said: "The general told me that the army is a place bigger than anyone else's fist." Hearing this, Cheng Yaojin slapped his hands excitedly, and said: "Just say that you scholars are smart, once my old Cheng says it, you will understand." He laughed and raised his fist to express his wish in front of Su Li. "Your Majesty asked you to be the Deputy Second General of Youwuwei. My old Cheng has no objection. But I am not a bare-bones general. I have a group of brothers under my command. If you are not old enough, son-in-law, they will not be convinced!" Su Li nodded, and said with a smile: "Then what does the general mean?" "Everyone knows that my old Cheng is the most fair! I always pay attention to how much ability I have and how much I eat! If the ability of the son-in-law can only be a soldier, even if His Majesty makes you a general, then you can only be worthy of it." The treatment of a soldier." "But if your fist is hard enough, it's stronger than my old Cheng. I'm willing to give up the position of the great general to you in 210!" Cheng Yaojin set himself up with aggressive tactics, but Su Li was not annoyed at all. Instead, he was a little happy. He came to the army just to feel the feeling of Kai Wushuang killing people like mowing grass. He can form an army by himself, and his subordinates are all the same in his eyes, they are all a group of tools to clean the battlefield. But if the tool man has his own ideas, it will be more troublesome. Now that Cheng Yaojin said so, it couldn't be better. "That is to say, in the army, whoever has the biggest fist has the final say?" Su Li asked with a smile. Cheng Yaojin was stunned for a while, and at the same time his heart skipped a beat. Your Majesty said that the boy has the appearance of a peerless warrior, can't it be true? Instead, he looked Su Li up and down again. Although this figure is not short, it does not look a little fleshy. They are not of the same breed as those big-bodied generals that Lao Cheng is familiar with. Cheng Yaojin thought to himself: Su Li may be really good at fighting, but with this body, he may not be my old Cheng's opponent! Besides, the words were released by myself, can I take them back now? "That's natural." Cheng Yaojin was unconvinced and very stubborn. Su Li nodded and said with a smile: "I don't care about my identity as a son-in-law or the title of poet saint. Today, let's compare our fists."