Chapter 1151: Pingxi Wang

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At this time, Kong Wenmin respectfully led a burly man with an extraordinary temperament in his early forties, who was born with a magnificent and magnificent eyes. Although he was only wearing an ordinary ink silk gown, There is a sense of nobleness from head to toe. At first glance, it is a person of noble origin and long standing in high position.
"Why is that so lively?" The man looked curiously at a group of soldiers who didn't know what was around them. The three soldiers on the inside and the outside, the soldiers on the outside all stepped on the table and stretched their heads to look inside, among the crowds Loud applause broke out from time to time.
"Master Qi Yun, it should be ... it was the lady who was writing to the soldiers," Kong Wenmin looked in that direction, a little embarrassedly. He looked at the man's surprised look, and then he was too busy to explain, "Madam Approachable, even kind to the soldiers. Occasionally, when they are interested, they will write a book to the soldiers, which won the love of the soldiers ... please do n’t misunderstand the prince, the wife is very reserved and never makes a face that is detrimental to the family. Act of."
This man was not a layperson, it was the age of Pingxi Wang Zhong. He had just arrived with his troops. Kong Wenmin ushered him into the camp. As a result, he entered the camp and ran into such a situation. Kong Wenmin was unavoidable, afraid of Pingxi. The thought of disgusting Meiya was originally inappropriate for a woman to appear in the big camp, and she was still a princess. Such a distinguished identity was mixed with a group of guards. Speaking of books, it was really not As if ...
"What am I going to misunderstand? Isn't this interesting?" Zhong Zhiling was full of interest. While talking, he raised his feet and walked towards the crowd. Just after two steps, he heard someone taking the lead in the crowd. Shouting the slogan "Kill the enemy to serve the country", then a group of soldiers all shouted "Kill the enemy to serve the country" with excitement. Zhong Zhiling was startled, and then turned to smile at Kong Wenmin, "I didn't expect the book to even inspire morale For the effect, it seems that the Northwest Camp has to invite several storytellers to stay here. "
Kong Wenmin was so busy that he smiled and said: "The prince laughed."
"Xu Da's background is so humble, it's better than the brothers here, but he was never self-deprecating, he was never willing to just be a farmer who faced the loess and the sky, but with ambition in his heart, Step by step, I walked towards my own ambitions, so I only have the name of the Heweiwei who was ranked after the Sixth Founding King of the People ’s Republic of China, and the Taimiao Temple after the death, the nobleness of the portrait of the hero temple, "Meiya listened to the audience. The excited young man Lang said with passion, "Why is Xu Da so powerful in the history, and why is Ming Taizu called the Great Wall of China? It is because he never admits his fate, never refuses to lose, and goes forward all the way! Erlang, do n’t you Is it worse than his Xu Da? I think you are all full-hearted and sincere blood boys, and he is not lacking in anything more than him, now your opportunity to build a career is here! What are you waiting for ?! seized this rare opportunity , You are the pillars of Da Zhou! You can make a name for Qing Shi! "
"Contribute to meritorious service! Fight against the thief!" The young boy Lang who was sitting at the front shouted with red eyes.
"Contribute to meritorious service! Fight against the thief!" The next second, the generals roared collectively, and for a time only the roaring ground shook with it.
Zhong Mingwei was taken aback. He did n’t know what was going on. He was too busy and got out of the tent. At a glance, he saw a group of people surrounded by wandering. First, he was startled. Then he understood, and could n’t help it. He smiled with his lips, and said secretly in his heart, this little Nizi really has a way. This way from Zhili to Jingshi, told the hero story all the way, only told this group of 17-year-old teenagers Lang It seemed to be full of passion, and it was like a wild wolf who just wailed. I don't know who said it again today. Looking at the situation, I am afraid that the screams of the soldiers can be passed into the capital.