Xu Fengnian originally wanted to part with him, bypass Huanghua Pass and enter Liangzhou, but Li Maozhen was not willing to let him go, and pestered him and turned into the mansion of the guerrilla general. Even Liu Gongren and others could not escape the disaster. The mansion was held. Li Maozhen called the eldest son Li Houshi. The old lieutenant dared not drink the new Liang king, but he was not polite to Liu Gongren. In addition, Li Maozhen, an old wine insect soaked in the official wine tank, was perfect for drinking and urging him to avoid the wine. Several young handsome men in the military field department thought to try to stay awake in front of the young vassal kings, but they quickly drank down.

Ren was drunk and sang with a bowl. It was Yu Luandao's "Liangzhou Horse". The banquet was over and over. Li Maozhen was drunk himself, so he could only help Xu Fengnian send her out of Huanghua Pass. When he left the mansion, there was a handsome young man in Confucian shirt following behind. Li Houshi, who was in his prime, looked helpless and explained to Xu Fengnian that he was his youngest son Li Jingfu, who passed the scholar exam at the age of eleven. However, this child admired him, the King of Beiliang, the number one in the world. Xu Fengnian praised him sincerely, and said that Li Jingfu could be regarded as a rare seed of study in Beiliang.

Li Houshi's appearance was his father Li Maozhen, but his official spirit was not strong. At dusk, according to the secret records of the Fushuifang House, the cavalry captain of Huanghuaguan who had been the chief of the Yin Sui Sui Chang for eight years, walked on the deserted street with Xu Fengnian, and the figures of the two gradually elongated. Seeing that the King of Beiliang and his father did not rebuke him for not understanding the rules, the young Li Jingfu tiptoed behind the four people, looking at Lu Yunchang carrying the knife and Wang Sheng who was carrying the box with envy. Li Houshi hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Prince, my father is indeed selfish. He wants me to take over Huanghuaguan. My father kept saying that even if he can inherit the title of the guerrilla general, it would be meaningless. I hope the prince doesn't mind."

Speaking of this, Li Houshi, who is not good at speaking, smiled embarrassedly, probably because he didn't know how to continue the following.

Xu Fengnian smiled indifferently and said, "Your father is very addicted to officials. This time, he is also paving the way for you. Fortunately, he left an impression on the Qingliangshan Palace. It will always be easier to advance in the future, but you still underestimate your father too much. Before entering the pass, your father made a bet with me. If I saw you and felt that you could take on the heavy responsibility of guarding Huanghua Pass, then he had to allow him to go to the Pioneer Conquering Battle to serve as an old soldier. To be honest, your future Ruoshui Captain was exchanged for your life today."

Mr. Li Hou's face turned red and after holding it in for a long time, he finally said, "Prince, don't listen to my father. The old man is so old that he can't ride a horse in ordinary casual clothes. If he wears armor and holds a spear, he can't hold on for a stick of incense."

Xu Fengnian nodded.

Li Houshi continued, "Prince, our Li family is quite popular. I have two younger brothers who are from the army. The family business of Huanghuaguan is not short of people to inherit. My father's wish should be my eldest son to help him fulfill it."

Xu Fengnian turned his head and saw Lu Yunchang holding the boy in Confucian shirt whispering. It was probably because Lu Yunchang's little slippery head was showing off his worldly love. Li Jingfu finally waited until the vassal king turned his head, and he shortened his body, broke away from Lu Yunchang's arm-shoulder and shoulders, plucked up his courage to walk forward a few steps. Just as he was about to speak, Li Houshi glared at him, "Don't be too arrogant, go back to read your book."

The boy's voice trembled slightly and he said loudly: "Our scholars are worse than keeping their writing in history!"

As soon as these words were said, the already deserted streets became more and more silent. Mr. Li Hou was a big man who was used to touching the bow and spear but rarely touching the pen. Wang Sheng and Lu Yunchang were even more useless. They only felt that these peers were very literary.

Xu Fengnian raised his hand and signaled Li Houshi not to speak. He smiled and said, "You are not old, but your tone is quite good. I have met Huang Longshi, Cao Changqing and Xuanyuan Jingcheng. These three are all Confucian saints among the land gods."

Hearing this, in just one sentence, three well-known names appeared. The young Li Jingfu's eyes shone brightly. He looked at the great hero in his heart who was close to him. He thought that he was worthy of being the King of Beiliang who had traveled thousands of miles and had seen the world better than anyone else!

Xu Fengnian continued: "But they are not as angry as you, just like you."

Mr. Li Hou couldn't help but smile gently, but when he saw his youngest son's pale face, he sighed quietly.

Xu Fengnian seemed to be talking to himself, "The reputation of literati is kept in history, and the military officials are hanging their heads on the country, so they do not delay each other. It would be great if the former could write more good words from the latter when they closed their doors and wrote beautiful articles."

Xu Fengnian looked at Li Jingfu and said, "I'm not laughing at you for being overestimated. A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step. When I practiced swords, I also had a great ambition. At that time, no one was optimistic about it. When I was moved, my thoughts arise. The reason I told you is that I feel that you are too young. Even if you join the army and go to the battlefield, it will only drag others down. Besides, Beiliang has a 300,000 cavalry that is the best in the world. How can you be the turn of a young scholar to remove your head and read your books carefully."

After saying that, Xu Fengnian told Master Li Hou not to send him off, so he took his two apprentices straight out of Huanghua Pass.

Li Jingfu came back to his senses after a long time, pinched his cheek hard, and smiled foolishly: "Did King Liang talk to me?"

Mr. Li Hou, who always felt that the older the child, the less he could not speak, whispered: "Silly boy."

Li Jingfu walked towards the Guerrilla General's Mansion happily. Li Houshi followed silently, looking at his son's still slightly slender body, he felt a little proud.

Li Jingfu suddenly turned around and asked, "Dad, do you want to go to Yubi Restaurant to have a drink?"

Mr. Li Hou was stunned and said, "You can drink a pound of eight taels."

Li Jingfu grinned and said, "Then I'll treat you to a drink."

Mr. Li Hou was confused.

Li Jingfu blinked, walked to Li Houshi, and whispered: "This year I went out of the city to celebrate the spring, and saw a girl whose father was the shopkeeper of Yubi Restaurant. Every time I was tired of studying, I would go there just to look at her a few times. I didn't want anything else, and I felt refreshed."

Master Li Hou laughed.

Li Jingfu's mouth raised slightly and he said bitterly, "But that girl likes a city wanderer who is not in the pass now."

Master Li Hou touched his young son's head, not knowing how to persuade and comfort him.

Li Jingfu looked up and smiled and said, "Dad, I want to learn from Zhao Changling and Li Yishan, two senior military advisors in Northern Liang. When I become a master in the future, I will give advice to King Liang and plan thousands of miles away."

Master Li Hou nodded.

The father and son walked to the restaurant two streets away together. Li Houshi whispered: "Since you have a girl you like and ambition in your heart, your grandfather will not let you drink, your father will allow you to drink."

An hour later, the Huanghuaguan Commander Li Houshi walked out of the restaurant with his drunk young son on his back, and the rough and simple man had a warm face.

As he walked, the captain's eyes gradually became firmer, and he should study as he studied. But one thing happened that the vassal king had reached his heart. Only when everyone, including Li Hou, lost their heads, was the people's turn.

Aren’t you Beimang known as a million string control men?

Even if Beiliang is defeated, how many tens of thousands are left?

The young man on his back murmured: "Dad, I have to study hard and read a Confucian saint. I don't fear walking on the path of slutty, but I want to pave a road of Yangguan for the whole world."

Master Li Hou smiled and said happily: "It's such a great truth to say drunken words, it's indeed better than father."
Chapter completed!