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Chapter fifty-six twenty-four fake son

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As a military general of the Song Dynasty, he bought land, built luxury houses, bought beautiful characters, and bought children. He didn't have to worry about being beaten to death by someone. On the contrary, the most dangerous thing is to be a master like Yue Wumu who is not lustful but not rich and wants to directly attack Huanglong.

Therefore, after the news that the young and promising Chen Dadu was looking for a beautiful boy spread in Yangzhou City, no one felt that it was wrong. The military man on the battlefield should not be on his belt, so who would hurry up and enjoy it? Chen Dexing's actions only mean that he had become a member of the senior martial artists of the Song Dynasty.

When Chen Dexing finished his official duties for a day - teaching more than 20 Song Dynasty people and supervising the work of a hundred Song Dynasty carpenters - returned to his house in Wohufang, he had already made some mistakes in buying tricks and children. In the originally empty house, more than 20 thin young men were listed in the yard, and the butler Wang Ji was telling them about the Chen family rules.

Seeing Chen Dexing and a few escorts coming in, Mr. Wang quickly shouted: "The official is back!" The young men all came up to greet him and kowtowed to pay their respects. It was obvious that Mr. Wang was the one who taught him.

"Get up, get up and talk." Chen Dexing waved his big hand with great momentum, smiled, and asked Wang Ji beside him, "Where dolls come from? What are their names?"

Butler Wang smiled and said, "Officials, these are all orphans from the large school. My parents have all died at the hands of the Northern Barbarians. The young man recruited them by the order of the Lvren, and they didn't spend much money. They just set up clothes for each person."

In Yangzhou City, the most valuable thing is these lonely and helpless boys. If a girl can still be sold in a tramp, she can be sold for a few years to pick up customers. However, boys... although they can also be children, there are not many noble people who are good at this.

Chen Dexing glanced at these children. The clothes on his body were indeed clean, but they were not new. I don’t know where I bought the old goods, and they all looked big... Maybe the children wearing clothes were too thin, right?

The butler Wang Ji said again: "Officials, these babies have signed a contract to sell their bodies. They are from our Chen family. They have changed their surname to them by the order of the ladies. Now I'll wait for the officials to give them a good name."

"I am a martial artist, and I will be very famous!" Chen Dexing frowned and thought, and said, "It's better to take the words and sentences from Yue Wumu's "Manjianghong". According to age, they are called Chen Nufa, Chen Chongguan, Chen Pinglan, Chen Chu, Chen Xiaoxiao, Chen Yu, Chen Xie, Chen Fu, Chen Wang, Chen Yan, Chen Yangtian, Chen Changxiao, Chen Zhuang, Chen Huai, Chen Fierce, Chen Sanshi, Chen Gongqian, Chen Chen Yutu, Chen Baqian, Chen Li, Chen Luyun, Chen He, Chen Yue..."

"Officials, it's almost done, twenty-four are ready." Wang Ji counted carefully, and when he had filled the twenty-four names, he spoke out to remind him. "Officials, do these dolls want to occupy a military quota?"

This is a bad rule in the Southern Song army. Middle and senior officers would ask their family servants to make up for a shortage of military pay in the army, and the same is true for civil officials who supervise the army. Usually, officers would also let their soldiers engage in business and production to make money for their families.

"Of course I have to take it! They are the soldiers of my Chen family army, and they are my Chen Dexing's personal army!"

Chen Dexing put his hands on his hips, looked at the group of skinny children, nodded and said, "My boys, I am Chen Dexing. Quanfa's artillery commander is the commander of the Northern Liberation Army. Do you want to fight the Northern Liberation?"

"Think!" The voice was a little timid, which was normal, after all, the incitement had not begun yet.

"I didn't hear it, didn't even eat?" Chen Dexing's face was stern, pointing at one of the oldest children and asked, "What's your name?"

"If you come back to the official, my name is Wang... it's Chen Nufa." The child replied respectfully with his hands crossed.

"Well, it looks like he is well-educated. What did the family do?" Chen Dexing's face was still stern, looking like a man with an iron-blooded look.

"It's... the farmer in Zhenzhou has read some books with the village scholar." The child replied. The twenty-four boys brought home by Guo Fu'er have all read some books. This is Chen Dexing's request. What he wants is a soldier with both civil and military affairs, not a reckless man who is just brave. If he wants to fight for bravery, it is probably difficult for these Han teenagers to compare with the Mongolians, but if he is smart, the people on the grassland are a little worse.

"Where are parents and family?" Chen Dexing continued, although he knew what the answer was.

"It's all called Beilu to kill!" The boy gritted his teeth, and his facial features were distorted.

"Where is the home and country house?" Chen Dexing loudened his voice.

"It's all called Beilu to burn it!" the young man roared.

"Then what else do you have?" Chen Dexing looked at the child with bright eyes.

"I... I'm gone! I'm gone..." After the child said that, he started to cry loudly with a wow. I don't know if it was because of the same illness, the children in the yard were crying.

"Don't cry!" Chen Dexing shouted, "What's the point of crying? Can crying bring your parents back? Can crying make your home rejuvenate? Can cry to death in the Beilu outside Yangzhou City?"

After he drank this, these children really didn't dare to cry, but just pursed their lips and cried secretly...

"You are not nothing!" Chen Dexing's eyes were cold and slowly swept across the children, "You have life, hands, feet, brothers, and me... From now on, you are brothers, my Chen Dexing's fake, I Chen Dexing is your father! I will teach you martial arts, teach you the martial arts of killing the Tartars! I will also take you to the battlefield and killing the Tartars! Do you dare to kill the Tartars?"

"Dare!" The boys yelled, their voices were already louder, and the atmosphere in the yard had already risen.

"Okay!" Chen Dexing nodded with a smile, "Those who dare to go to the battlefield to kill Tartars are worthy of being a fake! But the ugly saying goes, this father in a certain family is very fierce. You have to endure hardships when you practice martial arts and soldiers with a certain family. Are you afraid of hardships?"

"We are not afraid of death, so why are we afraid of suffering?" The boy named Chen Qiufa shouted, looking a little angry.

"Yes, we're not afraid!"

"As long as we can avenge our parents, we are not afraid of hardship or death!"

The other children also shouted. The young man's nature is always simple and easy to be motivated. In his previous life, Chen Dexing, who was one of the 80 million Chinese GCDs and was also the second mate of the ocean-going ship, of course, he was also good at ideological work and knew the importance of ideological work... If there weren't too few people in the army who could speak eloquently, he would have proposed "political cadres" as a magic weapon for military governance.

"Okay! One is not afraid of death, the other is not afraid of hardship... Remember today's words, from now on, this is your life. You are not afraid of hardship, you are not afraid of death. Now practice martial arts and soldiers, and follow me to fight the enemy in the future!" Chen Dexing said this, and waved his hand again, "Let's come here, Wang Ji, arrange for them to have a full meal, rest early today, and send them to the artillery army camp tomorrow!"

"Okay, young men, come with me. It will be meat tonight, with fish and meat, rice will fill you up!" Wang Ji said a few words and greeted the little ones, then came to Chen Dexing's ears and whispered, "Official, I'll say goodbye to you first... Yang Po from Wazi Lane has arrived and is having tea with the slut."
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