The next morning.

The rising sun rises.

Fang Ying was wearing an imperial guard uniform and a horizontal knife on his waist, walking on the bustling streets.

Yesterday, Wu Dalang opened the door and put out salt, and gave the salt merchants a heavy blow. The forces behind them will definitely not give up.

As the person in charge of this matter.

Fang Ying naturally had to go to Wudalang's salt shop to prevent chaos.

Arrived at an intersection.

I happened to meet Su Dingfang and his group.

When Su Lie saw Fang Ying, his eyes lit up. He walked over quickly and slapped him on the shoulder:

"Hehehe!"

"When will Erlang go to Pingkangfang tonight!"

Fang Ying was stunned: "What kind of happy event did the boss encounter?"

When the hundreds of riders heard this, they said.

They looked at each other in an instant.

Jia Wu next to him widened his eyes: "Don't you know yet?"

"What do I know?" Fang Ying was also very curious.

"Didn't anyone notify you?" Jia Wu said in confusion: "No, Fang Xiang was in the Imperial Study room yesterday. He didn't tell you when he went back tonight?"

Fang Ying was silent for a moment.

Last night, he played Changle in the first half and Shishi in the second half... He was so busy that he didn't have time to go to Fang Mansion.

"Okay, I'll tell you."

Su Dingfang smiled and said, "You boy is in great luck. The saint has granted you a general of the Central Army, and the documents will be sent soon."

"What?"

Fang Ying was stunned for a moment, then burst into ecstasy.

...... Finally, I have real power!

If titles are a symbol of social status, then military positions are real power!

The Tang Dynasty was a martial artist.

Li Shimin established the country with martial law.

A general holding a heavy army will not be underestimated wherever he goes.

...This means that when facing Changsun Wuji, Crown Prince, Hou Junji and other old enemies, he already had the power to protect himself.

One step further from the turnaround!

Fang Ying's heart was leaping and suppressed his excitement and asked, "Boss, how many soldiers will be given to me in the future?"

Su Dingfang grinned: "Haha, there are no soldiers."

Fang Ying was stunned when he was stunned: "No...no soldiers..."

"Yes, the saint only appointed you as a general, and did not assign soldiers to your command..."

Fang Ying's face turned dark: "No way?"

"Yes." Su Dingfang patted his shoulder: "You, let's do it under my general first. Want to go solo? Hehe! You have to wait a little longer."

Jia Wu rubbed his hands, full of expectations: "Erlang, when will he go to celebrate?"

“Yes, yes.”

Su Lie was full of expectations: "This is a great joy. You must treat you to make your brothers happy."

He said so.

It immediately attracted the echoes of hundreds of cavalry around.

"Yes, Erlang must treat him!"

"Drink the flower wine, walk on Pingkangfang!"

"It's better to choose a day than to meet the day. Just tonight. My big knife is ready to move."

...

It's a bustling scene.

Fang Ying smiled: "Look at your promising prospects."

He glanced at the taciturn thin-headed man and praised: "Look at the third brother, I have always been disdainful of women."

"Erlang, you misunderstood..."

The senior high school senior spoke coldly: "Actually, I was thinking just now, should I look for Xiao Taohong or Lilac Girl tonight..."

Fang Ying's face turned dark.

The hundreds of riders smiled happily.

At this moment, a nice female voice rang next to her: "What's so happy?"

The laughter came to an abrupt end.

Everyone turned their heads and looked at them.

I saw that at some point Liang Yanqiao appeared on one side.

Today, she was wearing a beard dress and looked neat and handsome, with a handsome face, and her beautiful face was more beautiful than flowers.

Like a wild and hard to tame mare.

Every move exudes charm, which is particularly easy to stimulate a man's desire to conquer.

"So it's Xiaoliang..."

Fang Ying held his hands behind his back and showed the unique smile of the leader: "We are discussing where to go to play tonight and whether to come together?"

Liang Yan stepped forward and walked closer: "Are you going to Pingkangfang?"

Fang Ying raised his head and sighed: "Oh~ I said I won't go, General Su and the others insisted on pulling me there."

"Oh? Is it?"

Liang Yan's beautiful eyes flowed and she looked at Su Dingfang.

The future god of war in the Tang Dynasty looked embarrassed: "We just borrowed a place to recite poems and write poems."

Nonsense!

Every time you go, you will enter the door and head straight to the dark room.

Fang Ying didn't point him out and said with a smile: "Xiao Liang, are you free at night? Let's go out alone, I will teach you a few sticks."

Liang Yan was stunned.

His pretty face turned slightly red.

The children of the world are knowledgeable and naturally understand the meaning of Fang Tanhua.

She asked with bright eyes: "Erlang also went to teach stick techniques to others last night, right?"

Fang Ying was stunned: "How can I see it?"

Liang Yan stood on tiptoe, stretched out her green onion fingers, grabbed a trace of her hair on the collar of Fangying, and said:

"What a thin hair."

Fang Ying was not confused at all, staring at the female subordinates, blatant unspoken rules:

"For tomorrow's present, I hope the hair on the collar is yours."

Ouch!

Ouch!

Great!

The hundreds of knights' eyes were wide open.

When they saw Fang Ying flirting with girls, they were both envious and envious, and at the same time they realized that they were just annoying people.

"Erlang, you talk first, let's take a step first."

Su Dingfang said something and walked away with the hundreds of cavalrymen.

Jia Wu turned his head and looked at him, smacking his lips: "Fang Erlang is lucky. Look at his beautiful legs, round and powerful, and he will definitely be able to pinch Fang Xiaoer."

"Stop looking, you don't have your share."

Su Dingfang reached out, twisted Fatto Tuo's head over, and whispered:
To be continued...