"Father, let me go, don't let me go to that old ...... The old people are in class, and I really can't stand them. "Ganlu Palace, Li Chengqian smacked a face, begging the old man to take back his life.

I've been teaching the veterans for five days, and there are all kinds of strange problems every day, similar to allusions such as memorizing one by one to nineteen and nineteen, which make people on the verge of collapse all the time.

A trace of pity and empathy flashed on the old man's face, but he didn't let go: "This matter is your Zhang Luo, how do you have to stick to it, otherwise who in the Tang Dynasty do you think knows how to fiddle with those Zhenguan cannons?" ”

"But Father, those old guys are lacking in hearts. Everyone else has seven hearts, and the three of them are blocked. "Li Chengqian was also really anxious, and in front of the old man, he didn't even say the 'old guy' without any estimate.

He's really about to be driven crazy by the old guys, and he's been learning ten numbers from 0 to 9 for five days, and there are still people who can't write it all, one by one is not ashamed, but proud, and they are complacent to compare with each other, who will have less.

"Do you want to give up halfway?" Li Er's face was slightly heavy, but he was smiling in his heart, and he was smiling very happily: Stinky boy, let you say goodbye to Lao Tzu if you have something to do, now you have finally walked too much at night, right?

Is it really so easy to fiddle with those old things? When you got them all together, let them honestly point where to fight, is it really that easy and easy? What a stinky boy! Let's fiddle with the things you do, I'm too lazy to take care of it!

Li Er recalled the pain when he subdued these old bastards one by one, and then looked at Li Chengqian's current state, and there was only one thought in his heart: Why are you so happy!

Xiao Li tried to grind with the old man for a while, and finally found that the old man seemed to have eaten the scales and had an iron heart, and it was impossible to agree to his request: "Father, the son and the minister retire." ”

"Go ahead, take care of this matter." It is rare to see Li Chengqian's depressed expression from the bottom of his heart, and Lao Li's mood at this time is quite good.

I have to say that the relationship between Li Er and Li Chengqian, the father and son, is enough to be called wonderful even in modern times, and it is even more unique in Datang.

"By the way, Father, do you have any Shang Fang Sword?" Li Chengqian, who turned around and walked to the door, suddenly remembered something, turned around and walked back to the old man.

"Shang Fang's sword?" Li Er frowned: "What is that?" ”

"No, nothing." Finding that Li Er didn't know Shang Fang's sword, Li Chengqian shook his head decisively: "Maybe Erchen remembered it wrongly." ”

Damn the TV series, it turns out that the Tang Dynasty didn't even have Shang Fang's sword, and he was really killed by these guys who made TV series.

"Shang Fang Sword I have, but it's called Shang Fang's Horse Sword, not Shang Fang's Sword, what do you want that thing for? Dead and sinking. Li Chengqian pondered the vacancy of the TV series, and Li Er had already remembered what the so-called Shang Fang Sword was probably something.

"Oh, I was reading a book some time ago, and it was written that thing was very sharp, and I was going to ask you to go back and play with it."

Since the old man didn't know the true meaning of Shang Fang's sword, Li Chengqian didn't dare to say that he wanted to use Shang Fang's sword to threaten the old man to study hard.

In fact, Shang Fang's sword does exist, but before the Ming Dynasty, it was more on behalf of imperial power, and it was similar in nature to the jade pendant given to Li Chengqian by Li Er, and it had no practical significance.

The real practice of using the Shang Fang sword to kill people and act cheaply was still in the Wanli period of the Ming Dynasty, the Tang Dynasty...... If Li Chengqian dares to use this thing to cut people, the chance of being beaten on the board is 100 percent.

"What's not good to play, play Shang Fang Chopping Horse Sword, you kid is really ...... now. But for the sake of your hard work during this time, I asked Songhai to send you a hand, which can be regarded as a reward. Li Er was in a good mood, and he was not angry at Li Chengqian's request to play with the sword.

The left and right are just a sword, and in terms of their value, the ten swords added together are not as valuable as the jade pendant given to Li Chengqian at the beginning.

So Li Chengqian's trip to the Ganlu Hall was fruitless, except for getting a horse sword, he didn't get any benefits, but was laughed at by the old man.

'Lanruo Temple', Li Chengqian just came back and found Cheng Xiaosi waiting for him here, and there were ten heroic female soldiers standing behind him.

"Lin'er, it seems like it's training time, right? Why are you coming to me if you don't train well? Li Chengqian was holding back his anger at the old man's place, and when he saw Miss Cheng Si's face, he naturally couldn't see where to go.

"Brother Prince, don't be angry, I've already told Daddy, he won't get nine out of nine next time." Miss Cheng Si seemed to know that Li Chengqian had been angry with Lao Cheng a lot during this time, so although she was wronged, she was not very unhappy, but comforted a sad person.

In the face of such a situation, what can Li Chengqian say, no matter how angry he is, he will not lie to a little girl, not to mention that he is only depressed now, not angry.

"Alright, have you eaten? If not, eat it at my place. After looking up at the sky, Li Chengqian rubbed his stomach.

"People aren't hungry yet." The little girl jumped to Li Chengqian's side in twos and pulled his sleeve: "Brother Prince, how about helping me find a weapon to take advantage of?" The standard equipment on the 'Fangs' side is either too ugly or too light to be used. ”

"Uncle Cheng's right guard, isn't there?" Li Chengqian looked around his small courtyard, he didn't think he had any good-looking and heavy cold weapons in his hands.

"No, Daddy's weapons are not as beautiful as those of 'Fangs', and they are uglier." Miss Cheng Si had a look of contempt on her face, and it seemed that she should go to the right martial guard to look for a circle.

"Lin'er, these cold weapons are not all like that, how can there be anything beautiful or not beautiful, and you want that thing to cut people, not decoration." The helpless Li Chengqian said with a wry smile.

"You have here, I've seen the picture you drew, it's the one you drew two years ago, what a knife." Cheng Xiaosi's eyes lit up, revealing his true face.

"What knife? Have I ever drawn one? Li Chengqian looked confused.

"Yes. I forgot the name, but it looks so beautiful. Cheng Xiaosi was so excited that he seemed to be flying, pulling Li Chengqian's sleeve and shaking it constantly.

"Lin'er, don't you think that knife is a good thing? That's what I'm just drawing and playing, and I can't take it seriously. Li Chengqian finally remembered what he had painted two years ago.

However, at that time, the paintings were all props from later computer games or TV dramas, so how could that thing be used on the real battlefield?

Weapons have always been as simple as possible, and the complicated patterns and decorations do not have any benefit except to make the weapon more fragile, so is it true that the little girl from a military family really doesn't understand?

(End of chapter)