I broke my sleeves with the son

Jiang Shu's expression was so complicated that he couldn't figure out what he meant. He picked up a beautiful fan and closed it. He turned his eyes away from Jiang Luoqing, "Really." There were two words.

He thought that Jiang Luoqing was much happier than him.

Whether Jiang Shu was a child or an adult, life has always been much better than Jiang Luoqing.After he entered Jiangfu, he gradually became aware of this in his heart.

But he still didn't admit it, he always felt that this person took everything that belonged to him, so he could only hang out with a group of low-level people outside under the name of a humble son of a rich businessman.

So after being sensible, no matter how rich and rich he is, he can't be moved, and no matter how many treasures, gold, silver and beauties come up, he feels nothing but boredom.

So he made a plan to return to Jiangfu. He was very happy in the first period of time. Even though the food, sleep, and contact were not as good as before, he was happy in his heart.

This joy of revenge didn't last long, Jiang Luoqing came back, and he even calmly said that he didn't want those things anymore.

So Jiang Shu's name became his, and he became the second son of the Jiang family.

Jiang Luoqing left in a hurry, Jiang Shu couldn't feel happy anymore, he successfully took back what belonged to him, and also took away other people's things, but he was not happy.

Jiang Shu knew that Jiang Luoqing was apologetic to him. In his opinion, a very stupid apology, a pretentious posturing, made him even more filthy and deeply mired in the mud.

No way, who made this person so stupid?He didn't even know how to hide his expression.Although Jiang Shu didn't know why this person apologized to him, but the reason was nothing more than the old Jiang family's old affairs.

Unexpectedly, he said, "I was much happier than you when I was young."

"Really?" Jiang Luoqing glanced at him, thinking that he was talking about doing whatever he wanted when he was a child, even though he was hiding, he was still happy.

Jiang Shu met his gaze, looked away a little irritatedly, the fan opened "snap", and fanned gently, bringing a gust of cold wind.

He didn't want Jiang Luoqing to apologize to him, because this apology was inexplicable and would only disturb his mind. It was the corrupt legend and the Jiang family couple who decided this matter who should apologize to him.

But he didn't want to explain it clearly. After explaining it, Jiang Luoqing probably wouldn't have a good look at him anymore.

Jiang Luoqing looked at his changing expression strangely, unable to figure out what this man was thinking, so she turned her head and looked down.

After training, the soldiers gathered together to watch him.

Jiang Luoqing ate the pancakes into his mouth twice, patted the powder and oil on his hands, took two steps forward, put one hand on his chest, palm down, and gently wiped it out parallel to the ground.

The [-]-strong army gathered below seemed to have received some order, and they stood up skillfully and naturally, and the positions were not much different from each other. They set up their posture, lowered their dantian, and roared loudly and neatly, "Ha !”.

Jiang Luoqing nodded in satisfaction, and he used his internal strength to push out his voice, "Let's do it together, and I'll teach you a new one tomorrow."

"Yes!!!!" Deafening responses came from all directions, and even those who were not under his command, there were soldiers gathered around to watch one after another, forming a huge circle.

Jiang Luoqing stretched out his hand to pat the scabbard, and the newly equipped long knife came out of the sheath, reflecting a glaring silvery white in the sunlight.

Jiang Shu stared intently at this man who responded all the time from the side, and for some reason, his blood suddenly became hot, and he felt that being a general would be good.

Jiang Luoqing had already started. Once he broke with the long saber, he could only attack but not defend, and his moves were not cumbersome. Although he was wielding the saber alone, the fierce aura rushed towards his face.

Under the stone platform was a neat and uniform sword movement, and the bursts of piercing sounds gathered together into a shocking roar, like an unborn murder weapon, and his eyes followed his master closely.

Jiang Shu's eyes flickered, he looked at the man with one hand hanging, but the posture of swinging the knife was still firm and unrestrained, squinted his eyes, turned and left with his own people.

For the next few days, Jiang Shu didn't come to look for Jiang Luoqing.

Jiang Luoqing felt relieved by this, and immersed himself in reading military books, delving into a new formation, or in other words, a formation that can be integrated with the broken sword posture he created and has an outstanding effect.

For this reason, he also asked the lieutenant general who had been on the march for many years to ask some questions, and occasionally asked Qi Du.

The outline of the formation was done when Jiang Shu was about to leave. Jiang Luoqing was sitting at the table that day, frowning with an ink pen in his hand, thinking about it. He held the tip of the pen outward to prevent the ink from dripping on the paper.

It was at that time that Jiang Shu approached him. He had already let go of the matter of when he was going to leave, but he waited for two whole days and still did not see this person approaching him. He had no choice but to leave tomorrow. I can find it by myself.

When he went in, Jiang Luoqing looked up at him, didn't speak, and looked down at the paper on her desk again.

Jiang Shu: "..." He walked up and glanced lightly at the things on the table, twitched the corner of his mouth, and said mockingly, "Who broke the formation? It's not the way to die like this."

It looked like Jiang Luoqing made it himself, and he said belittling words without leaving room.

Jiang Luoqing had been working on this for several days, and he, who had always been strong and strong, was suddenly weakened mentally. His eyes were still bloodshot, and he silently raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

Jiang Luoqing is not a so-called genius, or in other words, he is not a genius in formation.He is a man who says that the wind is the rain. In the past few days, he has searched through the army's deployment books and asked many things from others, but his writing is still empty, and he doesn't know where to start.

I thought about a lot of ideas, but when I drew it carefully, there were flaws everywhere. I had no choice but to tear it up and start over.

No matter how good-tempered Jiang Luoqing was, he couldn't help being displeased with Jiang Shu's light-hearted satire on what he had worked so hard to make during the past few days. He looked at Jiang Shu, "What are you doing here?"

The tone was so unceremonious that one could almost imagine that his next sentence would be "Go out if you have nothing to do."

Jiang Shu choked, feeling that this person didn't even remember that he would leave tomorrow.

He opened his mouth unforgivingly, "I'll see if your injury is contagious, lest I just leave and come back to collect your body."

Jiang Luoqing frowned, "I'm fine, what else do you need?"

Jiang Shu silently took a deep breath, suppressing his anger that was easily ignited by others.

"I'm leaving tomorrow."

"I know." After a pause, "I will see you off tomorrow."

Jiang Shu sneered, "It's the same as seeing me off, so you are the only one who has the ability?"

"Is there any difference between seeing off and going on the road?"

"..."