Travel to the Water Margin

Chapter 113 The Great General of Nanyang

They followed the staff to three rooms, the big one was Lin Youde, Yang Zhi, and Lu Zhishen.

The two single rooms belong to Peng Li Xiaowu and Hua Niang lives in one alone.

The guy walked out of the room step by step, and stared at Hua Niang before going out.

After closing the door, Hua Niang spat hard.

And Peng Li happened to take a look outside the door, and said, "You, your temper is becoming more and more like your mother."

Hua Niang said angrily: "Father, don't you rest?"

Peng Li shook his head and said, "I'm here to tell you that I have an old friend in Ping An Jing, and I plan to go to him with Xiao Wu to talk about life ideals."

Hua Niang nodded slightly.

Peng Li turned around and walked a few steps, then suddenly turned his head and frowned, and said, "Hua'er, how old are you this year?"

Hua Niang was stunned for a moment and said, "Eighteen... I mean I'll be nineteen in a few months, why did dad suddenly ask me my age?"

Peng Li sighed and said, "Tell me honestly, do you have anyone you like in your heart over the years?"

Hua Niang said without hesitation: "Yes."

Peng Li asked, "Is that Lin Youde?"

Hua Niang sneered and said, "It's dad! If a daughter likes dad, why don't she talk about it every day?"

Peng Li sighed, and said, "Stop talking nonsense. I'm asking if you have any other men besides Dad?"

Hua Niangqiao blushed, and said, "Of course not. Our Peng family has not avenged, how can I have thoughts?"

Peng Li let out a long sigh, and said: "Life flies so fast. It's been a year in a blink of an eye. It's hard for you. You were supposed to get married a year ago, but you were made to wander in other places with me, and you were forced to learn neon tolerance." Tao, there is blood on your hands."

Hua Niang shook her head and said, "As long as she can avenge my Peng family, this is what a daughter should do."

Peng Li looked at Hua Niang pitifully, and said: "Father almost forgot that you have grown up. After the emperor changes this time, Father must find a way to find a suitable husband's family for you."

Hua Niang immediately refused: "I don't want to marry, I want to accompany my father and lead the army to fight."

Peng Li smiled bitterly and said: "How is that possible! You can't delay all your life-long events just to accompany your father."

Hua Niang stomped her feet and said, "If I say I won't marry, I won't marry. I absolutely can't leave father alone to suffer."

Peng Li could only nod his head and said: "Okay, okay, let's not mention it for now. I'll go find General Nanyang first."

After finishing speaking, with a face that I am invisible, you can't see my Xiaowu going downstairs.

Hua Niang sighed, lit the oil lamp, threw the burden on the bed, and looked at the oil lamp with her hands on her face.

Dim moonlight slanted in from the window, reflecting the room hazyly, as if it were real or unreal.

"when!"

Ritual music sounds, and the ritual music steps lightly, playing the piano and flute, leading in, and then spread to both sides to stand still, and continue to play music.

As the moonlight faded, dancing girls danced gracefully.

Peng Li and Xiao Wu sat cross-legged at the same table and waited.

Sitting in the next seat was a pale-faced, squat Nehong general who turned his head away and stared at Peng Li, not leaving for a moment, as if he wanted to chew Peng Li into pieces.

"My lord, since the coward who was robbed by us of Tiger Wing Fort can still sit with us?" Xiao Wu whispered while sitting behind.

"Wait." Peng Li glanced at General Neon, whom he had led 300 soldiers to defeat, and who had lost Tiger Wing Fort to him. His eyes were full of disdain.

Scum.

At this time, Shi Shiran, a rich man in white, came walking, his steps were light and elegant, with a strong aristocratic atmosphere.

Since this person is the rich young man in white who appeared in Yanggu County before.

Surrounded by a group of women, General Nanyang, who was only about twenty years old, walked into the banquet, followed by more than a hundred soldiers, half of whom went around to stand guard behind the banquet, and the remaining half followed Nanyang to the central seat.

When he came to his side, the twenty or so Nihong generals in Nanyang Road all knelt down and said in unison: "I have seen the great general."

Peng Li said in a strange tone: "Peng Li, I have seen the general."

Everyone knelt down on the ground and waited for him to be seated.

Nanyang didn't even say a word, glanced at the people around him, waved his hand lightly, and sat down in the first seat in the center.

Everyone was watching him, waiting for him to speak.

Nanyang raised his glass and said: "Today, all the generals of Nanyang Dao finally got together. This first cup is for the prosperity of my Nanyang Martial Dao. Let him have a cup."

"Yes, General."

A group of nearly a hundred pretty dancers with dovetail-shaped buns hanging down and various long gowns of translucent light materials danced into the hall as gracefully as flying birds, singing and dancing.

Everyone clapped their hands to add to the fun, and drank freely, creating a lively atmosphere.

Cup after cup.

After drinking for three rounds, Nanyang suddenly stood up, and when everyone stood up one after another in fright, he laughed and said: "This time, Xihai Fujiwara invaded our Nanyang Road, General Peng contributed a lot, but if there is no support from General Peng's army , protect my Nanyang, I am afraid that the Tiger Wing Fort will be snatched by the Fujiwara family, let us toast to General Peng."

Everyone have another drink.

Peng Li snorted secretly, obviously disdainful of his behavior: "It's a good job, I don't know why General Nanyang betrayed me?"

How is this going?

All eyes were on Nanyang, they held their breath and waited for him to speak.

The huge banquet was suddenly so quiet that even the small sound of needle dropping could be heard.

"when!"

The sound of the wine glass breaking in Nanyang's hand immediately startled everyone around.

After Nanyang threw the cup on the ground, he said coldly: "Peng Li, don't be shameless. After this matter is exposed, you will still be my Nanyang Dao General."

The plenary meeting was silent, and the other generals looked on with abusive faces, waiting for the good show to begin.

Peng Li stood up, turned around and was about to leave.

"Peng Li!"

Peng Li turned and looked at Nanyang, who was sitting at the top, and said, "This is the second time I've come here. I remember that when I met the general for the first time, you said: My generals from all the forts in Nanyang Road have made alliances. One castle is attacked and ten thousand castles come to help. Everyone's blood melts in water, and we must help each other."

"I only know that my Tiger Wing Fort is the weakest, with only about a thousand soldiers and horses. It was besieged by Fujiwara's 5 soldiers and horses. I led my troops to fight them for a full day and night. Where are you?"

"Why did you Nanyang trade with Fujiwara? I don't want to know the reason. I'm tired."

"From now on, I, Tiger Wing Fort, will leave your Nanyang to see how disgusting you are."

"This" the other generals were speechless.

"Enough." Nanyang opened his eyes, waved his hand and said, "Peng Li, you have violated the way of a warrior, take him down, and Tiger Wing Fort is yours to take over."

"Hold on."

"Chong!"

Peng Li pulled out his saber, held the sword and bowed, with a smile on his face: "Peng is used to being lazy, you can say that I violate the way of a warrior, now we will draw the way. I want to challenge you Nanyang. "

Nanyang said coldly: "Want to sit on the position of general? Aren't you afraid of stuffing your teeth?"

Peng Li smiled lightly, and said in an indescribably chic way: "Don't worry, I will spare your life, after all, you were also from Song Dynasty."

"Looking for death." Nanyang was suddenly furious.

"when!"

The sword fight begins.

Peng Li turned to Nanyang, opened his posture, stood with both feet in a lunge, sat on the horse with his back bent, his upper body slightly leaned back, and the hilt of his sword was pressed against his chest, making others feel his powerful strength, ready to go.

Nanyang's eyes were lowered, his long sword touched the ground, Ruo old monk fell into meditation, facing King Zhao, still leaning his shoulders towards Peng Li.

"You can't beat me." Nanyang's eyes flashed coldly.

(End of this chapter)