Zhao Yan knows both swords and guns.
Although he only knows one move in swordsmanship, he has in his mind the essence and solutions to the swordsmanship of various sects.
The same goes for marksmanship. Even though he hasn't learned a single move, he can still see through the flaws in every shot.
This is his innate ability, and it is also the result of Wang Yuyan’s tireless reading.
And after entering the Wufu Celestial Realm, he has the ability to master all kinds of magic.
Anyone who has seen or heard Wang Yuyan read about the moves can imitate them 60%25 of the time without exception.
The only exception was the shot in front of him.
It seems like an extremely simple shot, but only those who have seen it in person can understand how amazing it is.
There is no way to avoid it, there is no way to escape, there is no way to break it!
This shot!
Can only be hardwired.
Zhao Yan changed his usual laziness in facing the enemy.
There was no wind in his sleeves, and he fanned Li Mochou several feet away.
The other hand drew a half-foot-large circle on his chest.
There was a sudden thunder and lightning in the circle. Zhao Yan changed his palms and pushed forward quickly, facing this stunning shot head-on.
boom!
A strong wind suddenly arose in the small courtyard, with the two people as the center of the circle, and the air waves piled up layer by layer.
Yu Hualong was caught off guard and was pushed two feet away before he managed to stand still.
On the contrary, Li Mochou, whose skill was not worth mentioning, remained motionless behind Zhao Yan.
After only one move, Yue Manjiang retreated with his gun. He picked up the wine gourd and took another sip, then threw it to Zhao Yan.
"I lost."
He slowly walked aside, reached out to hold up the weapon rack that had been blown down by the strong wind, and inserted the spear back into place.
"With just one move, there is no winner or loser. Why should General Yue be so humble?"
Zhao Yan dusted off a little dust on his sleeves and said with a smile.
"I have tried my best, but you still have the strength to protect the woman behind you. How can you be so tactful at such a young age?"
Yue Manjiang used Zhao Yan's words to sarcastically make Yu Hualong look strange.
Smooth ass...
The general didn't see what happened in Shuiyunjian.
It's very shameful for the prince to attack outsiders.
It's a pity that these words can only be said in the stomach, for fear of suffocating him.
"Hey, I'm thinking of respecting the old and loving the young, but I'm afraid it will hurt your self-confidence. You're not young yet, so why are you so ignorant of appreciation?"
Zhao Yan briefly tasted the wine in the gourd and frowned.
"What kind of drink is this... You paid for it on credit, why don't you know how to get something good?"
This drink is extremely spicy and is clearly the cheapest Shaodao among Shuiyun.
He was not used to drinking.
Yu Hualong's face turned bitter. This was the general's favorite drink.
Three taels of silver for a pot! Why did it become bad wine?
Want some good wine?
If someone is willing to give us credit, they have already done their best to be kind and righteous, so there is no way they can take advantage of it...
As soon as he muttered a few words in his heart, Zhao Yan looked over.
"Go back and ask the shopkeeper to bring two bottles of Maotai."
"Also, don't sell wine in the future. Just go get a few bottles of Maotai every day."
Yu Hualong looked around, still in his dream.
No one, are you talking to me?
"Whatever you're looking at, it's you."
"Ah? I...can I take care of it?"
That's Moutai...
The entire city of Suzhou is full of limited-supply treasures.
Famous wines that even the dignitaries cannot buy.
Why should I just give it to you...
"Why doesn't it work? Shuiyunjian is opened by me. If you dare not give it to those sitting in the hall, you can go upstairs and ask for Mingyan."
Zhao Yan waved his hand and urged impatiently.
"Ah...?? This... actually..."
This was the first time Yu Hualong knew this information, and he was so surprised that he was speechless for a long time.
No wonder the entire city of Suzhou dared not sell their wine, but Shui Yunjian dared to give them credit for several years...
That’s how it turns out…
"Hua Long, go get it and bring me ten bottles!"
Yue Manjiang packed up his weapon rack and strode to the stone table to sit down.
"Zhao, this is what you said, Hualong, go quickly!"
"Okay...okay."
Seeing that his generals had spoken, Yu Hualong quickly walked out of the yard without any mental burden.
Outside the hanging flower door, Niu Tong, with his eyes wide open, grabbed him and said, "Let's go together, let's go together..."
"A few bottles of good wine can't compare to General Yue's contribution to the Song Dynasty."
Zhao Yan stepped forward and sat across from Yue Manjiang, and handed the gourd back with a look of disgust.
"The taste is too strong, I can't get used to it."
"If you don't like drinking, go back to your Prince Qi's mansion. What are you doing here?"
Yue Manjiang took the wine gourd nonchalantly and poured it into his mouth.
This spicy and pungent smell has already become a part of his life.
"Hey, I've been giving you free drinks for several years, and this is your attitude?"
"That's what your Zhao family owes me. If I couldn't beat you, I would have beaten you up a long time ago."
"Isn't it because I asked you to withdraw from the army back then... Even though the success fell short, Kyushu has been at peace for ten years, so you still can't think about it?"
Judging from what Zhao Yan knows.
At the time, it was hard to tell whether the retreat was a good plan or not.
If we don't retreat, our troops will reach Pingjing first. If we win, we will lose one country to Jiuzhou.
By retreating, the Song Dynasty missed a good opportunity, but it also laid a solid foundation for the armistice agreement.
If it weren't for the Song Dynasty's withdrawal of troops, this armistice agreement would not have been signed so smoothly.
Then peace in Kyushu will not come so quickly.
The gains and losses of a country are compared with the peace of the world.
Some people may think it's not worth it, but others may think it's worth it.
It was commented that no one could convince anyone.
As for Zhao Yan, who stayed out of the matter, if he were Yue Manjiang back then, he would probably have the same attitude now.
"Haha, you little kid knows nothing. Kyushu is not unified. How long can this short-term peace last?"
"Your Majesty's retreat has never given me, Yue Manjiang, a bright future. It is also the only chance for the Song Dynasty to unify the world!"
"When other countries reorganize their troops, who in our Song Dynasty can stand upright with a sword and resist the enemy?"
Yue Manjiang finished speaking with a sneer, his laughter getting louder and sadder.
Li Mochou stood silently at the back and listened to the conversation between the two.
These words were too difficult to understand for her who had grown up in ancient tombs.
But even if she didn't understand it, she could still hear a feeling from it.
The hero is not old, but he has no way to serve his country.
"Ten years, at most ten years, or five or eight years, in short..."
"It depends on which country has the strongest army and horses first. This false peace will come to an end."
The laughter gradually stopped. Yue Manjiang stretched out a palm towards Zhao Yan and turned it over and over.
Zhao Yan looked relaxed when he saw this.
"If you are not in charge of your duties, your royal brother will take care of the affairs of the country."
"I'm just an idle prince, how can I care about this?"
He spoke casually.
But the subtext is that if he interferes in military affairs, civil strife will occur in the Song Dynasty, and it will only die faster.
"You can carry it more clearly than the one sitting on the dragon chair."
Yue Manjiang nodded thoughtfully, actually agreeing with Zhao Yan's point of view.
"But the Song Dynasty is running out of time."
"Although that person is sitting on the dragon's throne, he only knows how to make small repairs and has no grandeur."
"You...are okay."
Zhao Yan smiled brightly.
"Since General Yue thinks so highly of me, I will come to you for a drink when I come back from Wudang."
After that, he stood up and left.
When Li Mochou saw this, she saluted Yue Manjiang and hurriedly caught up with him.
This mountain girl has also begun to learn etiquette.
