"What did you say?" Wei Yan turned his head and glared at Wei Ba fiercely, as if if Wei Ba said just one more word, he would kill Wei Ba alive. Wei Ba was shocked and was dumbfounded.
Dad wouldn't be so arrogant that he wouldn't even accept such a good opportunity for the sake of his own face, would he?
Zhao Guang was also a little uneasy. He hesitated, stepped forward and said, "General, you are reckless and didn't explain clearly. My father doesn't necessarily want to accept Brother Wei as his disciple, but he just wants to meet him. In terms of martial arts,
Let’s do some communication.”
"No!" Wei Yan's eyes widened and he waved his arm violently. Zhao Guang was so frightened that his expression changed and he instinctively took a step back. Wei Yan blushed and shouted loudly: "We must stop it, as long as General Zhao
I, Wei Yan, am willing to accept my son as his disciple, even if he does not teach him any martial arts and is only named as his disciple."
Wei Ba and Zhao Guang were stunned. They were confused by Wei Yan's words and his ferocious expression.
"Silly boy, where did you get the good fortune to be favored by General Zhao?" Wei Yan slapped Wei Ba on the shoulder with such force that he almost made Wei Ba sit on the ground, and half of his body was immediately lost.
However, he was so filled with joy at the moment that he didn't notice that he was already unsteady. Being accepted as a disciple by Zhao Yun, for a person who was used to hearing stories about Zhao Zilong's battle with Chang Banpo, this was simply
It was a person who was even more excited than a short, poor man chasing a Bai Fumei, not to mention that this was a short poor man who was being chased by Bai Fumei.
Not excited? Those who are not excited are idiots.
While Wei Ba's brain was shutting down, Wei Yan had already started grinding. "Old General Zhao is highly virtuous and respected. Although he doesn't care about gifts, if he doesn't get some meaningful gifts, how can he be worthy of Old General Zhao's favor? Alas, this
What would be a good gift?"
Zhao Guang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said repeatedly: "General, general, you are serious. My father has no other intention. He just thinks that Brother Wei is a talented person and wants to be with him..."
"I know, I know, what kind of person is Old General Zhao, how can I not be clear about it?" Wei Yan glared, and then realized that he was staring at Zhao Yun's biological son, and immediately put on a smiling face. But
His change of attitude was so fast that Zhao Guang couldn't adapt. "Zhongde, I know that General Zhao is not the kind of person who cares about common etiquette, but he is willing to accept my son as his disciple. To me, this is
It's such a big happy event. If we don't be careful, wouldn't it be a slight to his old man? Look, can this work? You go back... No, I will personally go to General Zhao to ask for permission, can we hold an apprenticeship banquet to invite the Prime Minister?
Come forward and be a mediator..."
Zhao Guang has a black line on his forehead. This matter has become a big deal. Wei Yan actually wants to ask the Prime Minister to come forward to be the middleman. Are you afraid that my father will not sincerely teach your son martial arts?
"General Wei, there's no need to be so solemn..."
"I want what I want. This is a major event for my Wei family. It's more important than getting married. We can't take it lightly." Wei Yan didn't know whether he was explaining to Zhao Guang or talking to himself. He couldn't help but laugh when he thought of his pride.
The laughter made Wei Ba and Zhao Guang look at each other with horror.
At Zhao Guang's insistence, Wei Yan finally gave up his plan to hold an apprenticeship banquet and asked Prime Minister Zhuge to be the matchmaker. However, he prepared a generous gift and personally took Wei Ba to Zhao Yun's camp to pay homage. If he hadn't been worried about the Prime Minister
Unhappy, he wished he could give the armor given to him by the Prime Minister to Zhao Yun as a apprenticeship ceremony. His enthusiasm not only made Zhao Guang embarrassed, but even Wei Ba was a little uneasy, fearing that Wei Feng would not be happy after seeing it.
Wei Feng was so happy that he didn't notice Wei Ba's anxiety at all. He walked with a smile and walked at the front personally holding the gift. When he saw people along the way, whether he knew them or not, he told them enthusiastically, "My brother"
Wei Ba wanted to take Old General Zhao as his disciple. This made the other party confused. It took a long time before he remembered that he should congratulate him.
Wei Ba felt warm in his heart. He knew that he was too sensitive. Maybe his mistress, Mrs. Zhang, was a legitimate concubine, but Wei Feng had never treated him as a concubine. In his eyes, they were all good brothers.
Before the Wei family father and son arrived in front of Zhao Yun's camp, almost everyone in the camp knew that Zhao Yun was going to accept Wei Ba as his apprentice. Zhao Yun also received the news, he came out of the tent to greet him, and reached out his hand to support Wei Ba in time to salute.
Wei Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Chang Wen, are you going too far by doing this?"
Wei Yan shook his head like a rattle: "General Zhao, where are you talking? It's not only his blessing that you like my son Wei Ba, but also my Wei Yan's blessing. I, Wei Yan, can't speak.
I don’t usually visit General Zhao very often, but I have no doubts about the respect I have for General Zhao. Even when the late Emperor was here, he was full of praise for General Zhao.”
Zhao Yun quickly interrupted Wei Yan. He could see that Wei Yan was really happy, and he was so happy that he was a little incoherent. He pulled Wei Yan inside and asked softly as he walked: "Have you ever reported to me when you came to my camp?"
Did you find out with the Prime Minister?"
Wei Yan was stunned and slapped his head: "Forgot!"
Zhao Yun waved his hand and said: "You sit down first. I just sent Zhao Guang to the Prime Minister's place. I hope it's not too late."
"This... I'm really ashamed." Wei Yan's face turned red and he stood there awkwardly. He was so excited that he forgot about it. Although the generals went together in private, it didn't violate the ban, but it was not a good thing after all.
Wei Ba stood behind Wei Yan, looking at Zhao Yun, who was over seventy years old, with gray beard and hair, but still straight and calm, listening to his unhurried but comprehensive arrangements, he secretly admired him in his heart. Regardless of whether Zhao Yun did it or not.
If he is a high-ranking official, no matter whether he has outstanding military exploits or not, his magnanimity alone makes him extraordinary. He is like a piece of pure iron that has had all its sharp edges tempered and has entered the realm of a heavy sword without an edge.
Just as he was about to follow him into the tent, Peng Xiaoyu suddenly grabbed his lapel, walked up to him, stretched out his hand to straighten his lapel, and said softly: "Young general, please remember that a skillful person is like a clumsy person, treat each other with sincerity, never do it."
Playing tricks in front of General Zhao."
Wei Ba was stunned for a moment. Before he could understand, Peng Xiaoyu had already put her hands away and walked aside, lowering her head submissively without even looking at Wei Ba.
Wei Yan and his son took their seats. Wei Yan, who had always been conceited, was very polite in front of Zhao Yun and did not regard himself as the general of Zhenbei. He originally planned to hold the disciple ceremony, but Zhao Yun firmly refused, saying that it would disturb the relationship between colleagues. Wei Yan had no choice but to surrender.
Halfway up the stairs, he introduced his three sons to Zhao Yun in a serious manner. Since Zhao Yun wanted to accept Wei Ba as his disciple, of course he was familiar with them. This was just a matter of etiquette. Wei Yan was solemn, and he did not hesitate, one by one.
After listening, everyone should ask a few gentle questions.
Then Wei Ba stepped forward and was about to salute, but Zhao Yun stretched out his hand to stop him and said with a smile: "No hurry, no rush, let's chat first."
Wei Yan didn't understand what he meant, thinking that Zhao Yun had gone back on his word. Just as he was about to say something, Wei Ba winked at him and respectfully said to Zhao Yun: "Here, general, please ask me."
Wei Yan raised his eyebrows and was a little unhappy that Wei Ba did not call Zhao Yun master, but called him general. However, Zhao Yun was very satisfied. He stroked his beard with one hand and squeezed Wei Ba's shoulders and arms, and asked calmly: "I heard that you
Do you get up and run every morning?”
"Yes." Wei Ba bowed and replied.
"Have you ever practiced Tuna Kung Fu?"
"My father taught me a little bit, mainly to practice before practicing sword practice."
"Well, I know about Wen Chang's martial arts cultivation. Your temperament is like that of Guan Hou, and your martial arts are also similar to Guan Hou's." Zhao Yun smiled and said to Wei Yan: "Guan Hou probably didn't expect that he would give his guidance back then.
With all your moves, you have now created a strong general for my big man."
Wei Yan was happy and ashamed: "The general has given me a reward. How dare I call myself a fierce general in front of the general?"
"Don't be humble. You also know that I don't tolerate others." Zhao Yun sighed softly: "You imitate Guan Hou in everything. This is not a bad thing originally, but you have to remember that imitating is just learning in Handan. If you want to
To take a further step, you have to put aside the feudal lords and go your own way. After all, he is him and you are you. The only way to get the best is from within."
"Here." Wei Yan gave a respectful salute: "Thank you for your advice, general. I will work hard in the future."
"With your intelligence, I think it is only expected that you will make further progress." Zhao Yun turned to Wei Ba and said: "The sword technique is more powerful, the spear technique is more precise, and there is a difference in the mentality.
, but it won’t be too different. Just to practice upper-level martial arts, only moves are not enough, what’s more important is here.”
Zhao Yunqu raised a finger and pointed at his heart: "You have to be careful, do you understand?"
Wei Ba frowned, shook his head after a while and said, "This disciple is stupid and doesn't understand very well."
Wei Yan was so angry that he raised his hand and was about to hit him. Zhao Yun stretched out his hand to stop him and said with a smile: "Chang Wen, this kid is sincere and I like him very much."
"Oh? Oh!" Wei Yan turned from anger to joy, and his eyes suddenly became proud when he looked at Wei Ba.
Wei Ba secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Just now he wanted to reply habitually "I understand", but as he spoke, he suddenly remembered Peng Xiaoyu's words of concern. Dunwu also said that although Zhao Yun has said a lot of things in his life,
He has no great military achievements, but no one can figure out how high his martial arts is. If you play tricks in front of such a person, wouldn't you be asking for trouble? What if he asks, "What do you understand?"
Wouldn’t that be completely yellow? Instead of doing this, it’s better to seek truth from facts. Know what you know, don’t know what you don’t know, and it’s best to be honest.
Facts have proved that his choice was very correct.
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