The next morning, Sun Jian was still sleeping in confusion on the bed, but suddenly he was awakened by a rapid knock on the door outside the room. His years of military career had already sharpened Sun Jian's unique vigilance. Sun Jian jumped up, picked up the sword beside his pillow and ran over to open the door.??    ??

I saw Sun Ce standing outside the door with an anxious look on his face. When he saw Sun Jian open the door, Sun Ce hurriedly bowed: "Father!"

When he saw that it was Sun Ce, Sun Jian breathed a sigh of relief, but quickly scolded him dissatisfiedly: "Bo Fu, why are you doing so in such a hurry this morning?"

Sun Ce also realized that he had lost his composure and quickly accused him of the crime: "The father atones for his sins, but when the child heard the news, he came to ask for his father!"

After hearing this, Sun Jian slowly turned around, walked to the table and sat down.

"What's the matter?"

Sun Ce stepped into the door, walked behind Sun Jian and said, "Father, I heard that you will send someone to Luoyang to pay homage to General Cavalry?"

Sun Jian looked back at Sun Ce: "Yes, what's the problem?"

Hearing Sun Jian confirmed, Sun Ce hurriedly begged: "Father, the child has his own hard work to learn martial arts. Today, he realizes that he has achieved some success and wants to train the world. I have long heard that the tiger and dragon in Luoyang in the capital have a chance to meet him. The child asks to be an envoy to pay homage to the General of the Cavalry!"

"You go?" Sun Jian hesitated.

Parents are like this. No matter how powerful their children are, they will always worry. Even if Sun Jian is a hero, this kind of person cannot be avoided.

"This... I'm afraid it won't work. The place in Luoyang is complicated. How could you, a little kid, know that it's amazing? If you offend the powerful ministers in the capital, it will be bad! This is a father who has plans to do so, so there is no need to say too much!"

Sun Jian spoke firmly, and made Sun Ce, who was not good at speaking, blushed and could not say a word to refute.

At this moment, another voice came to mind outside the door: "Uncle's words are wrong!"

The two of them looked in the voice and Zhou Yu, wearing a snow-white Confucian robe, had stood at the door of the room at some point.

When Sun Ce saw Zhou Yu, he seemed to see a savior. He hurriedly came forward and said softly: "Gongjin quickly think of a solution, but his father doesn't agree!"

Zhou Yu nodded and walked to Sun Jian and bowed: "Uncle, please listen to your nephew's words!"

Although Sun Jian was dissatisfied with Zhou Yu's performance, he must be his nephew and was not easy to do at the moment. He could only say with a calm face: "Let me say that."

Zhou Yu did not care about Sun Jian's expression at all, but said with confidence: "When my nephew was young, he heard of his uncle's name as the "Jiangdong Tiger", so he often regarded his uncle as a role model in dealing with the world!"

This flattery made Sun Jian feel very comfortable. After a long time, his face finally showed a hint of smug smile.

"The uncle's death of the thieves in Qiantang's Qiantang is also remembered in my heart and regarded it as a classic!"

When Sun Jian was seventeen years old, he took a boat to Qiantang with his father. On the way, he was encountering Shanghai pirate Hu Yu and others robbing merchants' property and dirt on the shore. When the merchant travelers saw this, they were so scared that they stopped moving forward. The passing ships did not dare to drive forward. Seeing this, Sun Jian said to his father: "This thief can be attacked, please attack him." His father said: "It's not what you are trying to do."

Sun Jian held his sword and strode towards the shore. While walking, he was commanding with his hands east and west, as if he was dispatching people to encircle the pirates. The pirates saw this from afar and mistakenly thought that the officers and soldiers came to arrest them, panic, threw away their wealth, and fled in scattered. Sun Jian refused to give up and returned after a pirate. His father was shocked. However, Sun Jian became famous because of this and summoned him to serve as a captain in the county government.

How can my "famous work" be remembered by the younger generation? How can it not make people happy? Sure enough, when Sun Jian heard it, he burst into laughter and looked very happy.

Zhou Yu raised a smile on the corner of his mouth and continued, "My uncle was able to make such a great contribution at the age of seventeen, and Bo Fu was already sixteen. Even if he was not as brave and witty as his uncle back then, he would not be much worse. Don't worry!"

"This..." Zhou Yu could see that Sun Jian was a little moved.

Zhou Yu struck the railway while the heat was hot: "Uncle, Guan Yan, the current general of the cavalry, led the army to fight against the Yellow Turban Rebels at 18, and killed Zhang Liang at 20, making unparalleled achievements. Guan Yan is only twenty-four now, and is already an important official in the court. Does his uncle think that Bo Fu is not as good as Guan Yan?"

"How could that happen!" As soon as someone else suspected his son's ability, Sun Jian's tone became harder again: "Okay, go there! Bo Fu, go clean up and go to Luoyang early tomorrow morning!"

Sun Ce was overjoyed: "Thank you, father!"

Zhou Yu also said with a smile: "Thank you uncle!"

When Zhou Yu bowed and bowed, Sun Jian seemed to see something from the smile on Zhou Yu's face, and said self-deprecatingly: "Oh, Gongjin is quite wise and not as good as possible!"

"Uncle has been awarded too much!" Zhou Yu still replied humbly.

Sun Jian nodded: "But it's better to be careful when you go there. It's better to have less than more things. Go and come back early!"

"Boy, my nephew understands!" the two replied at the same time.

Sun Jian looked at Sun Ce again and said seriously: "Bo Fu, you are so fierce. You need to listen to Gongjin's words more when you go there this time, and don't act rashly!"

As long as Sun Ce could go out, he naturally agreed and nodded repeatedly.

Looking at Luoyang City, there was no enemy harassment for the time being, Guan Yan began to study the equipment of his team. The previous Dragon and Tiger Riders had the help of stirrups, and their combat effectiveness had been improved by a higher level, but Guan Yan's goal was far more than that.

Guan Yan doesn't understand how to forge weapons and how to make armor. Guan Yan can only gather the craftsmen in the workshop to draw out the weapons and armor they remember, and then tell them some common sense and experience summarized by later generations, so that they can discuss and study.

For example, an important part of forging - quenching.

Guan Yan once watched an anti-Japanese drama in later generations, saying that the Eighth Route Army used ordinary iron to make a big knife, and then used horse urine to quench it. Using such a big knife is like a little Japanese in hand-to-hand combat, it is like chopping a dog.

Guan Yan doesn't know whether it is useful, but it can be used to try it out. There are so many horses, and there is no shortage of horse urine.

Guan Yan held a semi-finished big knife that had just been taken out of the furnace, looked up and down, and nodded slightly to the back. The follower behind him understood and brought a large bucket of horse pee.

Guan Yan clasped the raft wrapped in rags with both hands and inserted the red blade into the horse's urine. A burst of white smoke choked into Guan Yan's nasal cavity with the pungent smell of urine. Guan Yan frowned and twisted his face to avoid the rolling white mist.
Chapter completed!