Ji Yuan led his horse to Fusi, Beizhen, and saw an open gate.

There are about a hundred Yunying Tiqi and Bullfighting Flag, led by Li Yan, Pei Tu and Tong Guan respectively.

They all carried swords and crossbows hanging from their waists, lined up in order, and stood solemnly.

In terms of momentum alone, it can be called an elite.

Thirty good horses, fifty pairs of high-quality armor, and more than three hundred people practicing swordsmanship, this is the total wealth of Ji Yuan's hunting expedition in Liaodong.

According to the fifth-level official position of thousands of households, it is not a problem for him to be in charge of thousands of people.

The reason why he only brought about 300 accompanying guards was that Beiya did not have so many Tiqi to allocate to him;

On the other hand, Ji Yuan also looked down upon the cloud eagle bullfighters who stayed in the capital all year round, believing that there were many idlers among them who exploited the people and left them to death.

Let alone the fierce and brave Liaodong frontier army, I am afraid that they may not be able to withstand the powerful bandits in the white mountains and black waters.

Rather than delaying major events by having a mixed bag of good and bad, it is better to streamline the army and make it easier to move forward.

Wait until you arrive in Liaodong and then recruit yourself.

It is most appropriate to select the best.

As we all know, the brave cavalry soldiers who retreated from Jiubian.

Even if they are at the same level of martial arts, one against five is not a problem.

If given strong bows and horses, spears and iron armor, it would be possible to fight one against ten.

Especially the Liaodong soldiers!

Back then, I rode with Daliang, ascended the guard first, and fell into the camp.

They are also known as the Four Tigers and Wolves.

"With my background as a military household in Liaodong, it shouldn't be difficult to recruit troops."

Ji Yuan loosened the reins and handed the Hu Lei Bao to Xiao Bingjie, who was following closely behind.

Stepping onto the steps, the red python robe is particularly eye-catching, reflected in the eyes of many Tiqi and Xiaoqi.

For a time, enthusiastic gazes with different meanings such as admiration, envy, and adoration were projected towards me.

"This is the change brought about by gaining power and entering martial arts.

A fist is power, a clenched fist is power, and a strong punch is power."

Ji Yuan had a slight realization, his mind sank slightly, he stirred up the Emperor Heaven Dao Diagram, and sensed the invisible energy in the deep void.

Various auras and fates are presented one by one like tassels hanging down.

[Brave (white)], [Gambler (white)], [Flower (white)], [Horse raising (white)]...

[Treasure Appraisal (Green)], [Ghost-head Sword (Green)], [Poison Master (Green)], [Heir of the Side Sect (Green)]

In just one moment, the lives of hundreds of people were all affected.

Most are white, with very few cyan.

There are still a few unlucky ones who have a gray destiny, like a dark cloud covering their heads.

"Selecting talents is very easy to use."

Ji Yuan's mind wandered, and his eyes swept across the leaders Li Yan, Pei Tu, and Tong Guan, followed by a group of Yunying Tiqi and bullfighting flags.

He didn't have any long and heroic speech, he just spoke eight big words briefly and powerfully.

"Prepare your horses! Set off! Take office in Liaodong!"

Boom!

The Fusi Yamen in Beizhen was like thunder rising from the ground, and there was a continuous voice of agreement.

The meager energy and blood of hundreds of people was like a trickle, instantly converging into a river, dispersing the heavy clouds that blocked the sky.

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……

Jinfeng Xiaoyu Tower, Phoenix Terrace.

It was rare for Qin Wugou to change out of the Qianhu official robe of Beizhen Fusi, and he did not wear neat and stylish clothes that were convenient for fighting.

Today she is wearing a simple and elegant cross-collared narrow-sleeved coat skirt, looking dignified and elegant.

She is like an iceberg on weekdays, with most of her aloof aura that would repel people thousands of miles away. Instead, she has a gentle and amiable little girlish attitude.

"You, for the first time, let your servant dress you up. You used the best rouge and gouache, and carefully drew your eyebrows. You also spent a lot of time choosing new clothes that suit your liking.

It turns out that it’s already this time, and everyone is about to leave the city. My Lord Qianhu, why are you still sitting here?”

Qin Xin seemed to hate that iron could not become steel, and kept talking:

"A person who is usually so sassy has become so sloppy when things get tough.

You have given your body and your heart, so you have to ask for a guarantee from Ji Jiulang, right?

If that doesn't work, it's better to clarify your intentions and talk to each other.

It has been three to five years since he went to Liaodong. He now has a bright future and is like a great roc that spreads its wings to nine heavens.

In the future, you may encounter other promiscuous bitches and famous women from prominent families.

The slave family has heard that the last time he entered the palace, the Queen and the Queen wanted to marry him.

There is also Mrs. Lin from Yujiazhuang in Wannian County. Although she is a widow, she has children.

But there’s no guarantee that some men are just as good as this one!

Love is stronger than gold, and it cannot survive the passing of time... Mr. Qianhu."

Qin Wugou was sitting on a soft couch with a lyre in front of him.

She stretched out her hand and fiddled with it a few times, but the sound was out of tune.

Turn to:

"Why are you more anxious than me? It doesn't really matter whether I go to see Jiuro or not and whether I see him off or not.

No matter how big the Jing Dynasty is, the distance between the East China Sea and the White Mountains and Black Waters is only 30,000 miles.

If you really want to see her face to face, all you have to do is spend a few days and nights under the stars and the moon."

Qin Xin snorted softly, as if to vent her anger, and sneered:

"Qin Qianhu can take it so much and let it go? That's because the slave family is short-sighted and underestimates you.

But if you really want to be open-minded and not lingering in your heart, why are you reciting those two sour poems so early in the morning and going back and forth non-stop!? My ears are all calloused.

In the past, there were no scholars from the academy or disciples of Confucianism who wrote poems and painted paintings for you.

At that time, you didn’t even look at them, you just shot each of them with a big gun, making them roll on the ground.

Why did you change your temper now and suddenly like Fengyue Yaya?"

After all, they are close friends who have known each other for several years. Qin Xin’s words are as sharp as a knife, and they cut into people’s hearts without drawing any blood.

However, the female Qianhu turned a deaf ear and looked down at the lyre, wondering what she was thinking.

"What do you know? Those poor people who write poems for their fame are so arty that it will stain your eyes just by looking at them.

Where can I write such a good sentence as "If the love lasts for a long time, how can we live day and night"?

And in front of it is 'Golden Wind and Jade Dew, once they meet, they will defeat countless people in the world', Golden Wind and Jade Dew...Kuroro's thoughts are all in it."

After a long while, Qin Wugou raised his head, with a smile on his face and eyes, as if he was in a state of joy.

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"Look at the Yinu family, you are really crazy. A few poems can make you happy. How can you still have the evil spirit of Fusi Qianhu in Beizhen?"

Qin Xin was so angry that her teeth itched. She used to be madly in love with Su Meng.

Qin Wugou also sneered many times, saying that she was like a green vine, always looking for a man to depend on.

Now, when she turns around and sees her close friend falling in love, Qin Xin finally feels the urgency of wanting to pour a bucket of water over her.

She really couldn't figure it out, how could the heroic and heroic Qin Wugou be so obsessed with her?

"I have also thought about whether I should go to the city gate to see him off, or take a look from a distance.

Otherwise, with thousands of mountains and rivers and numerous obstacles, what should I do if I think about it later and can’t remember the appearance?”

Qin Wugou folded his hands, leaned over the armrest of the soft couch, tilted his head and said:

"But the master said that if you have that person in your heart, you will identify with him in this life, and you must be him.

There is no need to wait so eagerly, wait slowly like making wine, wait until the mellow aroma can no longer be suppressed, then take it out and taste it.

When we meet each other, our eyes are filled with emotion and our pulse is silent, which is the most touching thing.

She used this move back then and successfully captured Commander Ao in one fell swoop."

Qin Xin sighed and covered her forehead with her hands.
To be continued...