About half a mile away from the place where Lu Yao and Liu Yan negotiated, there was a mansion directly opposite the street, which was the Bingzhou Governor's Mansion. The mansion was extremely large in scale and occupied the entire Lifang. The exterior wall of the mansion was quite dilapidated, which was the result of the destruction during the occupation of the Huns. Even the gate collapsed, so I had to open the side door to use it.

When you enter the door, you can see dozens of craftsmen cleaning the inside and outside of the mansion, demolishing the broken walls one by one, and then setting up inside and outside into the big house at the same time. Although the project is far from over, flying eaves and brackets, pavilions and towers have already appeared, which are truly extraordinary.

You can enter the house through a few consecutive lines and then through a flower hall before you can enter the back garden. This back garden is composed of buildings, corridors, trees and artificial waterscapes of various styles. If time goes by for a year or two, it can be regarded as a rare exquisite garden in the north. At this moment, most buildings have been burned and the lake has naturally dried up. Some craftsmen are digging out the mud, trying to re-enter the spring water into the winding stream.

The spring water originates from the sparse forest in the southwest corner of the back garden. There is a two-story building standing in the forest. The small building carved beams and painted buildings are extremely gorgeous. Looking at the new appearance, it is obviously a work done in recent days. I don’t know how much manpower and material resources can build such a house in just a few days. In Jinyang, where most of the cities have been abandoned, this small building is like a living place of a god.

The second floor of the small building is not far from the courtyard wall. If you look at the railing on the balcony, you can just cross the lush forest and see the confrontation of Lu Yao, Liu Yan and others.

On the balcony, Xu Run, a middle-aged man in a blue shirt, turned around and walked into the building, calling out: "Lord, this Lu Daoming seems to be a humble person, but he didn't expect that he was an extremely short-skinned person. He was about to suffer a loss!"

Connected to the balcony is a luxuriously decorated hall. The hall is filled with the sweet fragrance of dragon brains, and the sound of silk and bamboo lingering in the ears, making people feel awesome. A man in brocade robe holding a golden jade and romance to the rhythm of the music on the main seat is Liu Kun, the governor of Bingzhou. Hearing Xu Run's words, Liu Kun just shook his head: "What a beautiful meeting, Zhiquan, you just say those words that are unsightly, will it be disappointing, and it will be disappointing!"

Xu Run said anxiously: "Why do you have to compete with ordinary soldiers for a while with a noble family like Shiren? Lord, why not send someone over and ask them to stop, and don't hurt your friendship with your comrades."

Liu Kun frowned and said, "No need. Just let Shiren hit a nail. This child has been beating a cattle since he was young, and he has been a father's official position since he was young. Therefore, he is arrogant because of his personality. The brother asked him to come to Bingzhou with me, which may not be a sign of tempering him. But you are flattering and let him..."

Speaking of this, Liu Kun raised his eyes and saw Xu Run's gentle and elegant smile slightly stiff; he couldn't help but sigh, knowing that this was human nature and could not be avoided by any means. He bypassed this topic and continued: "This time I was transferred to Bingzhou, and no one expected that the situation in Bingzhou was so decayed. Therefore, the subordinate officials and soldiers were inevitably complained. But it is not necessary for soldiers who took off their anger on Bingzhou like Shi Ren! Bingzhou was originally a big town, and the Bingzhou army was brave and good at fighting, and was comparable to those of the county and state soldiers in the mainland of the Central Plains. It is a pity that Sima Teng's child abandoned the military and civilians of Bingzhou and fled, so that the soldiers who had fought with the Huns for many years were wandering in all fields. It is my blessing that these warriors defected to me, Liu Yueshi, and they were just taking off their clothes and promoting food and forming grace and righteousness. Shi Ren regarded them as ordinary defeated soldiers and bullying them with power. Alas, it is inappropriate!"

Liu Kun paused Yu Ruyi's case a few times and shook his head and said, "The rest of these Bingzhou Army are all struggling from the sea of ​​blood. Don't be afraid of death. Will you surrender to Shi Ren's official power? Zhiquan, don't interfere in this matter. Today, it just made Shi Ren suffer, so as not to underestimate the heroes of the North... He is the one who will serve as the leader of my Liu clan in Zhongshan in the future. How can he be so narrow-minded?"

"The lord's care for the younger generation in the clan is really touching. Shiren's nephew is extremely talented and is fortunate to get the lord's orders. He will definitely be able to take on a great task in the future." Xu Run chuckled, to relieve the embarrassing scene: "It's Lu Daoming, haha, I never thought that the unknown people in the Bingzhou Army were so brave. Congratulations to the lord for his wise eyes and a brave general under his command."

Liu Kun looked a little strange. He pondered for a while before slowly saying, "As for Lu Yao..."

As soon as I said this, I suddenly heard a roar like a thunderclap coming from the street.

"Is there something wrong?" Xu Run said anxiously.

The place where Lu Yao, Liu Yan and others were located was very lively at this time, surrounded by hundreds of spectators, and many people rushed to the distance. The shouting sounds came one after another, and the sound was like thunder. The originally tense atmosphere was gone, but it looked like a temple fair.

In the middle of the crowd, Shen Jin raised his arms and walked proudly, as if he had completely forgotten the embarrassment he had just been forced by Liu Yan. Every cheer from all around seemed to make his face brighter. He had wide shoulders and thin waist, and his muscles were bulging and very strong; at this moment, his naked upper body was steaming with heat in the cold wind, and he looked more majestic and mighty. What really attracted the attention of Shen Jin was the scars on his body. The mottled scars were tangled, and when they were roughly counted, there were no less than 30 places. These scars were entrenched in many parts of his upper body, intersecting each other, splitting the skin. Some were extremely deep, and the shape of the bones could be seen under the thin skin, which was obviously left by death-related serious injuries, which was extremely terrifying.

But in the eyes of the men galloping on the battlefield, this is the symbol of the warrior. Everyone was amazed in their hearts, how many times would it take to fight through life and death to get the scars on their bodies? How brave and fierce are you going to survive countless tragic battles?

Even Lin Jian couldn't help but feel a little bit of admiration in his eyes: in terms of martial arts alone, even if there are three or five Shen Jinqi, they are not his enemy; but this competition has nothing to do with the level of official position or martial arts. Who is a good man who has been through the battlefield for a long time can tell at a glance that there is no room for tricks. When it comes to whoever has more scars on his body, Lin Jian can only feel ashamed of himself. Although Shen Jin spoke wildly, he may not have no evidence. He is indeed a hero who has emerged from the sea of ​​blood!

The dozens of soldiers who came with Liu Yan looked at each other. Although they had experienced countless battles, they knew that they did not have as many wounds as Shen Jin. For a moment, they let the people around them shout and make noise, and Lin Jian and the dozens of soldiers led by him fell into silence.

Liu Yan saw his subordinates speechless for a moment and couldn't help but feel angry. While searching for the dry intestines and wanted to say a few words to save the situation, he only heard someone outside the crowd shouting: "Why don't be arrogant, I'll compete with you!"

Before he finished speaking, several soldiers came out and without saying a word, they untied their upper clothes by themselves. Sure enough, their muscles and bones were as hard as iron, and they were covered in scars. A few people followed their loud companions and pointed at the scars on their bodies to explain the origin. For a momentum, the sound was huge, completely overwhelming the sinking force.

Chen Jin calmed down and saw that these soldiers were familiar with each other. They were all old acquaintances of the Bingzhou Army who came to Jinyang one after another, but they belonged to other generals.

"Does a few dogs dare to sing a stage show with Mr. Shen? Master, my subordinates are all more good than you!" Chen Jin jumped and laughed, then changed his subordinates and soldiers to take off their clothes in succession. Those soldiers were old soldiers who had been born and died with him many times. In terms of the scars, they were just opponents.

After a while, everyone became more and more enthusiastic. Men went out to take off their clothes and ended up boasting bravery. The streets were all bare-handed men. It was obviously the twelfth month of winter, but the heat was like a bathhouse.

It was really unreasonable. Liu Yan was an official in charge of Jinyang's security. How could he let this situation go? He shook his head repeatedly, and gave Lin Jian a wink, causing him to lead the soldiers to suppress the scene. Unexpectedly, Lin Jian smiled bitterly, and his feet did not move at all, raised his hand and pointed at someone on the right.

"Everyone is gone, you can do it! Look at your Master Ding Miao!" A cheerful shout came from there.

When Liu Yan heard this voice, he raised his hand and stroked his forehead and felt dizzy.

Why did Ding Miao come too? This master has always been bold and arbitrary, fearing that the world will not be in chaos. The scene in front of him is just his interest, so why wouldn’t it be a big deal?

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