Zhu Zhen was stunned, turned around and took a closer look.

I saw the old man in front of me, with a wide robe and a belt, a scarf on his head, and a free and easy body. He stood in front of the door with a bit of a fairy-like look.

The old man was also looking at the general in front of him.

This uncle, who claims to kill without blinking, is not very old, and is only about twenty years old.

He has a graceful and elegant appearance and a handsome figure, but he looks like a graceful gentleman.

This is a bit like myself.

The old man couldn't help but smile with admiration.

An old man whom you have never met before will not speak after entering the door, but instead smiled at you with a big white teeth. Do you think it is cunning or not?

Zhu Zhen didn't feel the danger, he was just curious.

You should know that in order to prevent revenge by the Huai'an clan, the Junshan guards beside Zhu Zhen were on standby at any time for twelve hours.

Moreover, Hu Er is also a first-class general, and ordinary people are not his opponents.

And this old man can still appear in front of him, which shows that he must be quite good.

"Immigration from the Song Dynasty, I will pay my respects to my uncle."

The old man was graceful and polite, and then straightened his waist. Although his beard was gray, his face was rosy, giving people a warm sense of an elder.

"It's really abrupt when you come to visit, but since I'm both from the Song Dynasty, I don't think I'll keep you from thousands of miles away."

Are you really an immigrant to the Song Dynasty?

Although I am a count of the Song Dynasty, I am the same as Zhu Yuanzhang. We are an independent subsidiary and have little to do with the head office?

And who doesn’t know that the Song Dynasty is going to be finished?

What do you want to do in your Song Shi, who is silent?

However, the old man in front of him gave people a sense of spring breeze and made people feel comfortable and friendly, and it was really difficult to feel bad.

Zhu Zhen glanced at the side and suddenly turned his sexual desire. Hu Er looked at him with a honest look and said with a smile, "Sit up, you are all for the Song Dynasty, so why do you say something abruptly?"

Serve for the Song Dynasty?

What international jokes are you making?

Is Song Shi almost finished?

What does this old man mean to look for himself?

Could it be that he is also a descendant of the Zhao family, and is here to recognize his relatives this time?

Thinking of following Han Liner to benefit from it?

Then he rode all the way to China on a sea boat, and then he realized that Han Lin'er was about to fail, and then he didn't want to go back to Annan to live a hard life, so he wanted to join him?

What a mother.

Han Lin'er is all hot yam. If you are really a descendant of the Song Dynasty, I will probably have to let you sink to the river.

The old man smiled and walked into the study. He couldn't help but exclaim: "It's said that the general killed people like a slap. He was a complete executioner and a demon. Today, he seems to be a person of elegant temperament. It's better to meet him than to be famous."

Taking advantage of the old man's gaze, Zhu Zhen said to Hu Er: "Didn't you say no?

Why did you bring it in?"

Hu Er looked horrified and swallowed, and said, "I don't want him to come in. When the old guy touched me, I was exhausted and my limbs were out of control."

"Where are the others?"

"The others wanted to stop them, but they were easily subdued by the old man.

I have never seen such a powerful warrior."

Hu Er said with lingering fear, his eyes still glanced out.

The personal guards were standing outside in groups, ready to go with a nervous look on their faces. Once the old man did anything extreme, they must rush in as soon as possible.

Zhu Zhen understood in his heart that although the old man was old, he should know some Taoist internal skills and other things. There are some of the generals under Zhu Yuanzhang, but in Zhu Zhen's opinion, this thing is not as good as muskets, so he didn't learn it carefully.

Moreover, they only know the second-hand dealers, and they know the mess. Zhu Zhen followed them to learn, afraid of getting into a paralyzed patient.

Zhu Zhen turned around, the old man was already sitting on the chair and drank a cup of tea on his own. "It turns out that the general also drank tea, and it is such a coarse tea that ordinary people can afford."

"I am a rough man, and I don't have to live as delicate as a scholar."

Zhu Zhen said with a smile.

"My uncle is wrong, what is exquisite?

Is it exquisite to live in the palace where you are walking back, a magnificent item, and a delicious meal with jade plates?

Those are just passing clouds. I think I think of Master like this, a cup of clean and clear coarse tea is enough."

The old man looked upright.

Zhu Zhen didn't know that when the Song Dynasty immigrated like them, it was difficult to get the bottom of the country when they fled.

The emperor and the prime minister committed suicide by jumping into the sea.

The world is so big that from the east to the west, it is actually the territory of the Mongol Yuan. Finally, these subjects from the Song Dynasty had no way to survive.

They did not dare to leave with gold and silver, so they could only take a piece of loess from their hometown and walk south to find a place to rest.

Too difficult.

But I heard from my ancestors that even the most difficult environment is.

They did not forget that they were Song people, nor did they forget the etiquette and pride that belonged to Song people.

What the old man said should not be called exquisiteness, but something in the aristocratic spirit that is unwilling to abandon.

China has a more accurate definition called li.

Just like the queen who was executed during the French Revolution, accidentally stepped on the executioner's foot.

The queen did not despair like ordinary people, but instead said gracefully to the vulgar executioner, "I'm sorry, sir."

In the eyes of the old man in front of him, even if he is in the army and does not pursue luxury, he must have a cup of tea with him, which is exactly the same as the actions of their ancestors at the time.

Zhu Zhen was stunned for a moment. He thought the old man was a philosopher.

"I didn't think so much about it. But the tea enters the stomach. First, it can relieve the greasy stomach of the warriors' meat-eating stomach, and second, it can refresh the mind and refresh the mind. It has nothing to do with elegance."

Sitting on another chair, Zhu Zhen said with a smile.

This old man is a little strange. As the saying goes, politeness is something that must be made. When you meet, you will spray rainbow farts and you will definitely have some demands.

So although Zhu Zhen's expression smiled very gently, it had a smell of keeping people from thousands of miles away.

The old man seemed to notice Zhu Zhen's mentality and smiled, "It seems that my uncle doesn't welcome me to visit me with a presumptuous visit. Well, I won't go around in circles, just tell my heart to me."

As he said that, his eyes shining and he said slowly: "I have been to the land of Taixi and have seen the various exquisite skills of those ugly barbarians. They said that technology contains infinite power, but their skills are just that. I have learned them in three years.

I think I can make my own firearms, but how can I be as powerful as my firearms?"
Chapter completed!