HCB Chapter 52 treated Pei Yunjing's chamber pot as a treasure.
Chapter 52 treated Pei Yunjing's chamber pot as a treasure.
Just then, Pei Yunjing slowly walked up to the high platform on the city wall, narrowed his eyes slightly, looked down at the city wall, and then said in a relaxed and somewhat teasing tone:
"General Aruhan, I have long admired your name!"
As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the soldier who was riddled with bullets like a hedgehog, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
The power of the super-grade hunting compound bow that Niannian gave him was so great that he was amazed.
At this moment, the soldier's skull had completely shattered into several pieces, resembling a broken porcelain doll.
Brain matter flowed out from the fractured skull, like tofu pudding, spilling onto the ground and forming a nauseating pool of blood.
Upon hearing Pei Yunjing's words, Aruhan couldn't help but let out a contemptuous laugh, a disdainful expression on his face, and said:
"I wondered who it was? Turns out it's you, you little punk who's at your last gasp."
Stop gritting your teeth and stubbornly resisting! If you surrender now, kneel down and kowtow three times to me, I might consider sparing your life!
After all, the other party is just a seven or eight-year-old child. Even if he has great abilities, how could he possibly cause any big waves?
However, Pei Yunjing smiled slightly, unperturbed, and gently placed his finger to his lips, whistling a clear, crisp sound.
As the whistle sounded, a whoosh was heard, and rows of soldiers in silver armor suddenly appeared on the city wall.
Holding top-grade hunting composite bows, they aimed in unison at Aruhan and his men below.
Pei Yunjing looked at Aruhan with a leisurely and smug expression, a faint smile playing on his lips, and then asked slowly:
"Then, General Aruhan, what exactly does it mean to be at the end of one's rope?"
His voice was full of mockery and sarcasm, as if he were telling Aruhan;
True strength and power do not lie in age or appearance, but are hidden within a seemingly weak body.
!!!
What is going on here?
Why are Pei Nanxing's silver-armored soldiers here? I have suffered losses at the hands of Pei Nanxing's silver-armored soldiers many times before!
Could it be that the messenger brought a fake letter?
A sense of foreboding welled up in Aruhan's heart; he realized that he might have fallen into a trap.
Damn it! He'd actually been fooled by this brat! He was seething with anger.
Aruhan bit his lip tightly and said with a gloomy face, "Retreat!"
After saying this, he loosened the reins, forcefully turned the horse's head, and then steered it away quickly.
However, at that moment, Pei Nanxing, who had been lying on the recliner next to him, suddenly spoke coldly: "Release the arrows!"
Ha, Yun Jing is still a bit too kind-hearted.
As his words fell, a sharp whooshing sound rang out, and countless arrows flew towards Aruhan and his men like raindrops.
Those Mongolian soldiers who didn't have time to react instantly became live targets, screaming and falling to the ground.
The soldiers behind him panicked, but they quickly raised their shields and formed a solid defensive line in an attempt to protect Aruhan's safe evacuation.
However, their efforts do not seem to have had much effect.
The silver-armored soldiers' arrows relentlessly pierced the shields, claiming countless lives. Aruhan was struck in the left arm by an arrow amidst the chaos, but he still persisted in commanding his soldiers to resist.
"I will definitely come back!" Aruhan left these words, then led the remaining soldiers away from the battlefield in haste.
Half of the soldiers he brought died under the arrows of the silver-armored soldiers.
Having barely escaped with his life, Aruhan was furious when he returned to the camp. "That Zhang San! He dared to send a fake letter and tricked me!"
Hmph! Then his seventy-year-old mother can forget about living!
Aruhan thought angrily, his heart filled with resentment and murderous intent towards Zhang San.
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Fast forward to the modern era, and the Fu family hall is decorated in a luxurious yet rustic style. Antique paintings and calligraphy cover the walls, and every piece of furniture exudes a long history.
Grandpa Fu was sitting in a rosewood armchair, playing with a pair of jade lions from the Qianlong era.
"Old Fu, do you still have any antiques from the Guangling period?" Xu Junyan's voice rang out in the hall;
His face was full of smiles as he spoke, carefully moving closer to Niannian.
Last time, Old Man Fu gave him several porcelain vases from the Guangling period. Although those vases were not masterpieces, they were in excellent condition, making Xu Junyan quite the star in the collecting circle.
Niannian tilted her little head up, her big eyes darting around, and seeing Grandpa Xu's expression, she immediately understood;
The meaning of the idiom "One does not visit the temple without a reason" that Uncle Pei Nanxing taught me a few days ago.
She spoke in a childish voice, trying to tease Xu Junyan: "Grandpa Xu, do you still want Brother Yun Jing's chamber pot..."
Before she could finish speaking, Grandpa Fu swiftly covered her mouth.
Grandpa Fu smiled awkwardly, a hint of panic in his eyes, and quickly interrupted Niannian, "Yes! Yes! Yes! Old Xu, do you want anything else?"
He secretly rejoiced that he had managed to cover Nian Nian's mouth in time, otherwise the secret would have been exposed.
It turns out that the antique that Old Master Fu gave to Xu Junyan last time was actually a chamber pot that Pei Yunjing had used.
At the time, it took Old Master Fu a lot of effort to get it from Pei Yunjing. Pei Yunjing thought he had some special fetish and almost mistook him for a pervert.
Now that chamber pot has become Xu Junyan's treasure, if he finds out the truth, Old Master Fu really doesn't know how to handle the situation.
Xu Junyan was somewhat puzzled by Old Man Fu's reaction, but he didn't think much of it and excitedly continued to ask:
"Old Fu, what other good stuff do you have here? Bring it all out so I can see it!"
His eyes gleamed with a longing for antiques, completely oblivious to the subtle interactions between Old Man Fu and Niannian.
Old Master Fu coughed twice, trying to cover up his earlier embarrassment, then asked in a seemingly casual tone:
"Hey! Old Xu, you can have things, but what do you want in exchange?"
Upon hearing this, Xu Junyan's eyes lit up. He knew what Old Master Fu meant; this was an implication that if he wanted something good, he had to show some appreciation.
He stroked his chin, pondered for a moment, and then carefully took out an exquisite wooden box from his bag.
"Niannian, look what Grandpa Xu brought you."
Xu Junyan opened the wooden box with a smile. Inside lay a string of crystal-clear black pearls. Each pearl was plump and had a soft luster, clearly indicating that it was very valuable.
Old Master Fu's eyes lit up slightly. This black pearl necklace was indeed a fine item. It seemed that Xu Junyan had really gone all out this time.
Niannian picked up the pearl necklace with her chubby little hands, her big eyes sparkling brightly, and she exclaimed in amazement: