Fire Captain

"Fei Liu, you've been eating melons for the whole day. Be careful not to get diarrhea. Don't eat so many in the future. You are only allowed to eat one a day!" Mei Changsu stood in the corridor and shouted at Fei Liu who was sitting in the pavilion.

"Ah?" Fei Liu looked aggrieved when he heard that.

"Ah what! Come down quickly!"

Fei Liu dropped the melon in his hand and flew down from the pavilion, but he looked distraught... for the melon...?

Mei Changsu said: "Brother Tingsheng, do you still remember?"

Fei Liu nodded: "Yeah!"

"Brother Su will take you to see him tomorrow, okay?"

"Ok!"

"Didn't he give you a little eagle before? We need to return the favor. I've prepared the gift and you can give it to him tomorrow!"

"Ok!"

Fei Liu kept nodding but didn't look at him. Mei Changsu said helplessly, "Are you angry?"

Fei Liu didn't say anything this time. He pouted and looked away. Mei Changsu took out his trump card and said, "You can eat two tomorrow!"

Fei Liu nodded subconsciously, then suddenly reacted and ran away in joy!

Bai Ziyang and Chu Qiao were chewing a melon each when they saw Fei Liu running past them. Bai Ziyang walked up to Mei Changsu and asked, "What did you promise him again? Why are you so happy?"

Mei Changsu asked back, "Will you go to Prince Jing's Mansion tomorrow?"

Bai Ziyang thought for a moment and said, "Of course we have to go! Ah Chu, let's go together!"

Chu Qiao asked, "Mr. Su is going to discuss serious matters with Prince Jing, why are you following him?"

Bai Ziyang said mysteriously: "Let's go and make a name for ourselves..."

The next day, after Li Gang delivered the visiting card to the gate of Prince Jing's Mansion, while waiting for notification, Mei Changsu looked at the familiar Prince Jing's Mansion in front of him, and his thoughts went back to the time when he was seventeen years old, when Prince Jing had just opened his office and built his mansion, and the two of them were running around the mansion excitedly.

Prince Jing and Tingsheng came out quickly. After meeting, Feiliu gave Tingsheng the gold-thread soft armor prepared by Mei Changsu. Prince Jing wanted to refuse it but Feiliu insisted on giving it to him.

Prince Jing took Mei Changsu for a walk in the mansion. His subordinates "visited" Mei Changsu as if he were a giant panda, while Fei Liu was taken directly to the training ground by Tingsheng to play, while Bai Ziyang and Chu Qiao followed behind Fei Liu.

In the training ground, Tingsheng pulled Feiliu and said, "Brother Feiliu, this is the training ground of our palace. I have to practice here for three hours every day. Sometimes His Royal Highness Prince Jing will come to teach me in person!"

Hearing this, Fei Liu said seriously: "He is very bad!"

Bai Ziyang covered his mouth and giggled in the back. Fei Liu frowned and turned around to look at him, then said to Tingsheng: "Uncle Meng is better! ... I am the best!"

Bai Ziyang burst out laughing in the back. It was true that Prince Jing's martial arts skills were average. After all, he was the commander of an army and he usually studied military tactics. On the battlefield, good martial arts skills did not represent everything.

However, it is rare to see someone who praises himself in so many different ways.

Seeing that some soldiers had heard Fei Liu's words and were looking at them with unpleasant expressions, Chu Qiao could not help but pull Bai Ziyang's sleeve and said, "Be more restrained. You are an adult, but you are still acting like a child!"

Before he could finish, a brave but impulsive officer came over and said, "Our Highness has fought on the battlefield for many years and has become a strong general. Who are you to dare to say that his martial arts are poor?"

"I am Feiliu!" Little Feiliu said word by word.

The captain was a burly man. Hearing this, he asked in confusion, "Fei Liu?" Before he could remember who he was, the people watching nearby had already remembered and said, "Oh...you are the Fei Liu who followed the leader of the Jiangzuo League, Mei Changsu, to the capital to fight with Commander Meng and defeated Lord Xia Dong?"

Bai Ziyang said in surprise: "This little Fei Liu is quite famous!"

Fei Liu said to the soldier: "You are right, that is me!"

The burly captain said, "Since you are so famous, why don't you show me what you are qualified to say about our Highness!"

Fei Liu was thinking about what the comment meant. Seeing this, Chu Qiao said, "Sir, our Fei Liu is still young and has no taboos when speaking. You won't argue with a child, will you?"

The captain looked at Chu Qiao and asked, "Who are you?"

Chu Qiao said: "I am just an ordinary person. I have never defeated anyone. It is normal that you don't know..."

Chu Qiao's words were ordinary, but the captain thought that Chu Qiao's words were meant to mock him. He waved his sword and pointed at Chu Qiao and said, "In this case, why don't you go down and fight first, so that you can know what can be said and what cannot be said on the battlefield..."

Chu Qiao originally wanted to save some face for Prince Jing's sake. Being defeated by a child was not nice after all. But now she didn't expect that what he said would make her angry. Since he didn't want to save his face anymore, then being defeated by a child or a little girl should make no difference.

All the soldiers on the training ground put down their training and formed a circle to watch.

He jumped off the platform and walked to the opposite side of the captain. The captain turned his wrist, raised his long sword and rushed towards Chu Qiao. His moves were so simple and crude that Chu Qiao couldn't bear to watch.

Chu Qiao misstepped her feet slightly and leaned her upper body back suddenly, supporting herself with only the strength of her waist to avoid the big knife that was coming towards her. She moved her feet slightly and lifted the captain's calf. The captain was originally rushing forward and his feet were unstable. He staggered due to inertia and was about to fall forward. Chu Qiao took advantage of his unstable body and raised her leg to lift it to his chest, directly kicking the burly man away.

One move! He was defeated in just one move! The captain was a fierce general under Prince Jing, the fourth-rank lieutenant general Qi Meng, who was born with supernatural power and was quite popular in the army. Now he was defeated so easily by a woman, which was unexpected by everyone present. It was so fast that before anyone could see clearly, their man was defeated. Everyone was stunned, and there was a complete silence in the field.

Chu Qiao brushed off the non-existent dirt on the tip of her shoe, flew up and landed back on the platform, her Qinggong movements were graceful and beautiful. Bai Ziyang tidied up Chu Qiao's non-existent messy clothes and smiled, "Is it fun?"

Chu Qiao imitated Fei Liu and said, "It's fun!" Getting slapped in the face is quite fun.

Fei Liu was jealous and itchy. Little Fei Liu had two hobbies, one was eating and the other was practicing martial arts! But the people in Jiangzuo League had things to do, and they were too busy to accompany him to practice. Bai Ziyang was lazy and would not accompany him often. After Chu Qiao came, she would accompany him to practice martial arts, but Chu Qiao's martial arts skills were not high. Now the two of them could barely fight to a draw. Now seeing Chu Qiao had fought, Fei Liu could not help it, jumped off the stage and pointed at Qi Meng lying on the ground and said: "You, get up!"

Qi Meng must have been kicked silly by Chu Qiao, and he stood up with his knife, thinking: I can't beat a woman, how can I beat a child? There was a trap in his knife, which he hadn't used just now, but now he swung the knife and chopped Fei Liu with a move of Taishan Yading.

Fei Liu indeed found that Qi Meng's knife was a little strange, and he was very interested and was pulling Qi Meng's knife to take a closer look.

At this time, Prince Jing came with Mei Changsu. Mei Changsu looked at Fei Liu and said, "It's rare to see Fei Liu so happy!"

Prince Jing knew at a glance that Qi Meng was no match for Fei Liu, and said, "It seems that he is very interested in that sword!"

Mei Changsu smiled and said, "Your Highness, have you figured it out?"

Prince Jing said coldly: "If he wasn't interested in that sword, Qi Meng wouldn't be able to survive more than three moves!"

The people nearby secretly cried out in their hearts when they heard what was said: Hey, my highness, it’s not just that you can’t last more than three moves, you can’t even take one move!

Sure enough, after Fei Liu saw the secret of the knife, his palm wind changed drastically. Under pressure, Qi Meng turned his wrist, and the back of the knife shook and shot out a flying knife. Although it was an unexpected opportunity, Fei Liu still did not take this level of attack seriously, and he raised his hand to catch the flying knife.

The flying knife was small and cute, which made Fei Liu like it a little.

This move is Qi Meng's trump card, and few people can match it. Now that Fei Liu caught it, he was also surprised. He shifted his eyes slightly and saw Mei Changsu standing on the high platform with a smile on his face. His mind changed slightly. He has been humiliated enough today, and he will let you taste the humiliation too.

With a flip of his wrist, another flying knife shot straight at Mei Changsu's face. Fei Liu saw this and hurriedly chased after him, but after all, they were in two different directions, and he was a step too slow, and the flying knife was about to hit Mei Changsu.

But the person involved did not move, his expression did not change at all. Mei Changsu did not hide for three reasons. The first was that he was not afraid. Not to mention the years when he was Lin Shu, there were battles and killings. Even as the leader of the Jiangzuo League, he had seen all kinds of scenes. Why should he be afraid of such a trivial trick that was worth moving him?

Secondly, he has Bai Ziyang by his side, Chu Qiao, or even Prince Jing. Which one of them is weaker? How could he be hurt? If he could still be hurt under the protection of three people, how could these three people still have the face to see people?

Thirdly, he also didn't believe that this lieutenant general really wanted to hurt him. He didn't believe this lieutenant general, he believed Prince Jing. He believed that there was no one with malicious intentions around Prince Jing. Maybe this man was stupid enough to want to scare him, but he definitely didn't want to kill him.

Oh, there is one last point I forgot to mention. It’s not that he doesn’t want to hide, but he can’t hide. If he had martial arts skills, it would be fine. But now he is powerless and even walks half a beat slower than ordinary people. How can he hide?

The flying knife was finally caught by Bai Ziyang. He raised his hand to cover his mouth and laughed. When he put his hand down, he caught the flying knife as easily as catching a feather. The flying knife was two inches away from Mei Changsu's cheek, and judging from its direction, it was definitely not meant to hurt anyone. Bai Ziyang played with the flying knife with an innocent look on his face. It was indeed a finely forged flying knife. No wonder Fei Liu liked it so much.

Prince Jing looked at Qi Meng with a cold face. Fei Liu saw that Mei Changsu was fine, and was about to settle the score with Qi Meng with a face full of anger, but was stopped by Mei Changsu and stood quietly aside.

Qi Meng laughed foolishly when he saw this and said, "It was an accident, it was an accident. You scholars are not used to seeing swords and knives. You must be scared, right? Hahaha..."

Mei Changsu still had a smile on his face, but he looked at Qi Meng with cold eyes, and Prince Jing also looked at him with a sullen face without saying a word. Seeing that the atmosphere was getting more and more tense, Qi Meng could no longer laugh.

This is no longer a matter of scaring a scholar. Prince Jing is standing next to Mei Changsu, and Qi Meng dares to shoot his knife in this direction. To put it mildly, this is disrespectful to superiors and a loss of dignity. To put it seriously, this is insubordination. After all, Prince Jing and Mei Changsu both know what their current goal is. If they don't sound a wake-up call to everyone now, when will they?

Lie Zhanying, who was standing behind Prince Jing, saw this and shouted, "Qi Meng!"

Qi Meng, still grinning foolishly, hurried over and bowed to Mei Changsu, saying, "I was reckless. I apologize to you, sir. I hope you will consider me a rough man and not blame me!"

Mei Changsu said calmly, "You don't have to apologize to me. It's His Highness Prince Jing who is embarrassed, not me." He shifted his gaze from Qi Meng to Prince Jing and said, "I have long admired your military style, but I was greatly disappointed when I saw you today. How can you win the emperor's favor when the military discipline is so lax? It seems that your prestige among your subordinates is not as good as that of a gang leader like me."

Although Mei Changsu's words were spoken lightly, every word was like a knife, and every word was like an arrow piercing everyone's heart, especially Qi Meng. Before Mei Changsu finished speaking, cold sweat broke out on his head. He quickly knelt on the ground and said, "Please punish me, Your Highness!"

Prince Jing looked at him coldly, his face was ashen and gloomy, and he said nothing.

Mei Changsu bowed and said, "Today has really broadened my horizons. Goodbye!" After saying that, he turned and left.

Fei Liu and Chu Qiao followed closely behind, but Bai Ziyang was the only one who was playing with the flying knife in his hand and said, "It's so finely crafted, it would be a pity to lose it, so I'll return it to you." After saying that, he swung the flying knife straight towards Qi Meng's face, and Bai Ziyang turned around and left.

Qi Meng had no way to avoid it, and wanted to close his eyes and wait for death, thinking that since he had caused His Highness to lose face, he should die to atone for his crime. But he did not expect that the flying knife suddenly stopped in front of Qi Meng and fell vertically to the ground. Everyone was shocked, and someone who knew the trick explained that this meant that the flying knife was completely controlled by the man's internal force. Although the man turned away and did not look, the flying knife was still controlled so accurately and just right, which showed that the man's skills were so deep that they were unheard of.