"Brother Tian, Brother Tian!" Out of the door, Shen Congxing hurried a few steps and caught up with Tian Bo in front.

Tian Bo turned his head, looked at Shen Congxing, and said with a smile: "Brother Shen is ready to help me?"

"Brother Tian won't think I'm troublesome, right?" Shen Congxin arched his hand.

"Where! Look at my legs and feet, fighting is far worse than before. I can only do some auxiliary things to help my son train and train his soldiers." Tian Bo said: "Brother Shen can come to help, that's great. Who's coming? Since Childe didn't explain it to me, I think he expected that Brother Shen would take the initiative to invite Sakura, and only by knowing himself and the other can he survive a hundred battles."

"Now Brother Tian is also an export." Shen Congxing said enviously: "Is it because Gongzi gave you the art of war?"

Tian Bo laughed: "It's not bad, Gongzi did give me the method of military training."

Shen Congxing opened his mouth, his face full of envy, but he didn't say anything more.

"You want to see it?" Tian Bo squinted at him.

Shen Congxing's body shook slightly, but he said sneeringly: "This is granted to you by the son, the son didn't speak, you don't dare to give it, and I don't dare to ask for it."

In this era, learning is still a very noble and precious thing, and ordinary people have neither the financial resources nor the time and energy. Although Shen Congxing is literate, it is limited to literacy, and things like the art of war are the secrets of various families. However, such as the method of military training, it can really be used in practice.

"I really won't show it to you before, but now, it's different, since it's my brother, you have to help here in the future, these things, you must master, and when you finish today's matter, I'll give it to you when I turn around." Tian Bo patted Shen Congxing's shoulder.

"Thank you, Brother Tian." Shen Congxing is sincerely grateful this time." When did Brother Shen learn to read?"

"It's not just me who can read, but everyone in the camp is literate." Tian Bo said: "The death order given by the son is that everyone must know five words every day, and people like me must know ten words every day. If I can't read it, if I can't write it, I'll be whipped, and for the first three months I've been here, I've been whipped every day."

"Why should everyone be literate? Wouldn't it be better to have this kind of kung fu and let them all work hard?" Shen Congxing was puzzled.

"How do I know, you ask me?" Tian Bo spread his hands: "Not only to learn to read, but also to learn drawing. Now this big green mountain, no matter the corner, we can clearly mark it on the map. Okay, let's not talk about that, you tell me the guy who is coming tonight in detail, and the two of us will think about how to take him. Dare to come to us to snoop, it's not easy to think about, I don't want my subordinates to have any damages, these people, the son is baby! I spent so much money to raise it, but I don't dare to fold it at will."

"That person, his name is Liang Han!" Shen Congxingqiang suppressed the curiosity in his heart, the little boy who could be seen every day on weekdays, the image in his heart was a little blurred at this moment, and a feeling of clouds and mountains and fog made him even more mysterious. The first time he came to the secret camp, he found that there were so many things here that he couldn't understand at all, which made him look forward to his future life here.

Shen Congxing and Tu Lichun are completely different, Tu Lichun is happy to know his fate, and even a little content with the status quo, he thinks that the current life is also very good, but Shen Congxing is extremely unwilling, he is not yet thirty years old, and he never wants to live in this remote village for the rest of his life, if the little boy he is guarding now is an ordinary person, but now it seems that it is really a dragon giving birth to a dragon, a phoenix giving birth to a phoenix, the son of a mouse will make a hole, and the son of the festival envoy, even if he is trapped here, it is extraordinary.

He was very much looking forward to the arrival of the turbulent era that Li Ze said. Or only in that era can he Shen Congxing have a bright future.

Just when the secret camp was tightly preparing to capture Liang Han, at the entrance to Daqing Mountain, Shi Zhuang blew out the oil lamp, and lay on the bed with his clothes closed, and the pig-killing knife was inserted under his pillow.

The moonlight shines faintly on the bed through the window paper, the wind blows the trees outside the house, and the mottled shadows also dangle in the house, and a figure appears outside the small courtyard like a ghost. After hesitating for a long time, the visitor climbed over the courtyard and touched the corner of the wall under the window.

In the middle of the desolate mountains, such a good-looking house suddenly appeared, and more importantly, the few war horses in the yard highlighted the difference here.

Shi Zhuang's half-closed eyes in the room suddenly opened, glanced out the window, his hand had already touched the pig-killing knife under the pillow, thought about it, but let go of the knife handle, closed his eyes again, and breathed a long breath.

Liang Han under the window listened quietly for a moment, the people in the room were obviously asleep, occasionally turned over, smacked their mouths a few times, and after a while, there was the sound of the quilt falling on the ground.

A smile appeared on the corner of Liang Han's mouth, he slowly stood up, put his finger in his mouth and spitted some saliva, poked a small hole in the window paper, and stepped forward to look inside.

A big man was lying on the bed, most of the quilt fell to the ground, the big man was lying on the bed sideways, the moonlight was faintly falling on his face, and some hala was flowing out of the corners of his mouth.

Liang Han slowly stepped back, quietly climbed out of the courtyard wall, and rushed towards the inside of the big green mountain behind the house.

It wasn't until Liang Han had been gone for a long time that Shi Zhuang on the bed slowly opened his eyes, slowly turned over from the bed and sat up, held the pig-killing knife, walked to the window, pushed open the window and looked out.

The person who came was undoubtedly a very careful, cautious person, and his skills were extremely good. I think it's the Liang Han that Gongzi said. But no matter what this person's skills are, there must be no return, thinking about the wolf-like little cubs in the secret camp, his face couldn't help but twitch. Because he had also been there once, it was a bet he made with Tu Lichun, if Shi Zhuang could sneak into the secret camp quietly, Tu Lichun would lose him ten catties of good wine.

Although it was a half-joking bet during the banquet, and there was also Tu Lichun's boast, Shi Zhuang was not convinced, and went straight to the secret camp that night, and at that time, Tu Lichun had already left him and returned to Zhuangzi.

The results were very bad. As soon as he saw the stockade of the secret camp, he found himself surrounded by a heavy siege. It took all the best of my strength to get rid of those little cubs and escape.

Later, when Tu Lichun came again, Shi Zhuang used all his skills, made a table full of meals, and invited Tu Lichun to eat beautifully.

That was a year ago, and now another year has passed, those little guys are a year older, and they have practiced for another year, when they went by themselves last year, the secret camp almost captured themselves without knowing it, this time Liang Han hit his head under the situation that the secret camp has opened a big net, what is the end, Shi Zhuang doesn't need to think about it.

He laughed silently and lay back into bed, this time in a real sleep.