"Old Ke, when did you get back?"
Xiong Er and his men disembarked from the boat, preparing to have a banquet together. As they walked, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.
"Didn't the prince assign you some tasks? Why are you back so soon?"
"Where are the blind man and the others? Why didn't they come with us?"
Xiong Er's personality has always been that of a simple-minded and silly boy.
He couldn't distinguish between good and bad people; he only knew that the people his son-in-law liked were good people.
People the son-in-law doesn't like are bad people.
Although Ke Shouliang was a prisoner, Li Chang'an never treated them as prisoners.
In the subsequent island wars, he also calculated the battle merits of the members of the Fuqing pirate group and gave them the same treatment as soldiers.
Therefore, Xiong Er felt that the Fuqing pirate group could be considered one of their own.
Looking at this simple-minded man, Ke Shouliang felt a little happy.
Sailing on the high seas was boring, and the other soldiers weren't very close to the Fuqing pirates because of their status.
Only Xiong Er, whether he had something to do or not, would bring a pot of good wine and some good food, and listen to him tell interesting stories about the sea.
Over time, the two became familiar with each other.
"Old Xiong, I came here especially to see you guys after I heard you brothers made it ashore."
Upon hearing this, Xiong Er scratched the back of his head and grinned foolishly.
"Then come and eat quickly, it's been a long time since I've seen you."
As he spoke, he put his arm around Ke Shouliang's shoulder and talked to him about things at sea.
"I'm so bored these days. The prince has returned to the capital and ordered me to keep an eye on those prisoners."
“What’s so interesting about a bunch of women? They’re always nagging and complaining. And there’s this one who’s saying she wants a child with me.”
"If you want a child, go have one yourself. What do you want my child for? Cuihua finally got pregnant, why should I give it to her?"
"Some Japanese pirates even licked my hands with their tongues while I was on patrol. They were filthy and tasted like saliva."
Ke Shouliang looked at Xiong Er, who was still complaining, and nodded: "That's right, Brother Xiong is smart. This woman doesn't look like a good person at all. She actually wants to steal your child. You have to be careful of her."
Upon hearing this, Wang Xianzhi couldn't help but say, "Have you ever considered that that woman might want to sleep with you?"
"Go to bed?"
Xiong Er was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage: "A bunch of dogs! The prince feeds and drinks them well, and they're still not satisfied. They even want to get into my bed."
"My bed is already small. If she goes up to sleep, where am I supposed to sleep?"
Wang Xianzhi: ...
After saying that, he noticed that there were two other people with Ke Shouliang, so he asked.
Who are these two?
"Oh, let me introduce you. This is my master, and this is my senior brother. They are with me and are preparing to meet the prince together."
Ke Shouliang pointed to Wang Xianzhi and Zhan Qixiong and began to introduce them.
Xiong Er looked at them and nodded: "Oh, so you're Lao Ke's family. Come, come, come and have a meal together."
"You've come to the right place today. This is a victory celebration banquet for our army. It's sure to be delicious and good, so don't be shy."
Wang Xianzhi looked at the simple-minded man and cupped his hands in thanks: "Thank you for your hospitality, brave warrior. Then my master and I will be troubling you."
Xiong Er didn't understand the etiquette of the martial arts world. He put his arms around Ke Shouliang and his two apprentices in a hearty manner and said with a laugh, "We're all brothers, why be so polite?"
"The prince said that all guests are guests, and as long as they are guests, we must show them the highest etiquette of the Han people and invite them to dinner."
When enemies come, we have swords and spears; when friends come, we have wine and meat.
This is a tradition passed down for thousands of years by the Chinese nation. In their hearts, eating is more important than anything else.
Because this people have experienced hunger, they find it even more difficult to accept the thought of someone starving to death right before their eyes.
Because they themselves have been caught in the rain, people of this ethnic group want to hold an umbrella for others.
Their kindness is hidden in their very bones.
Have you eaten yet?
"If you haven't eaten yet, come and have a little bit."
"Oh, it's just a matter of adding a pair of chopsticks, come on, come on."
These simple words perfectly express the kindness of this nation.
As one of the four great legends of the martial arts world, Wang Xianzhi was quite knowledgeable and experienced.
However, this celebration banquet still broadened his horizons.
Tens of thousands of tables were set up all the way from the military camp to the dock, and countless drinks and dishes were continuously brought up.
"My son, you've lost weight."
Xu's mother touched Xu Kun's face, feeling a little sorry for him: "You don't know how to take good care of yourself. Look at your face, you've become so thin."
Looking at his chubby son, Mr. Xu fell into deep thought.
No, this is obviously so fat it's unrecognizable, how can you tell it's thin?
“Mom, I’m not thin. I’ve been on the boat for more than 20 days, eating and drinking well every day. I’ve gained a lot of weight. How could I be thin?”
"Besides, I'm all grown up now, not a child anymore. How could I not take care of myself?"
Xu Kun pinched the flesh on his face with both hands and showed it to his mother, making it look like he was making a funny face.
Seeing his childish behavior, Xu's mother laughed and slapped him: "You brat, I said you've lost weight, so you've lost weight. Now that you're an official, you think you're all grown up and don't listen to your mother anymore?"
Xu Kun, who had just been slapped, shrank back and said, "How could that be? A mother is always a mother. No matter how high a position I hold, I still have to call you mother."
Looking at him, Xu's mother suddenly felt a pang of emotion. When he was still a good-for-nothing, he would talk back to her, making her yell and shout in anger.
Now that he's an official, he's actually starting to flatter me.
"I've grown up, I've really grown up."
Xu Kun didn't know why his mother suddenly said that, but his instinctive reaction led him to reply in a cheeky way.
“You’ve already grown up; your son is taller than you now.”
As he spoke, he stood on tiptoe and compared his height to that of Xu's mother with his hand.
Seeing him like this, Xu's mother couldn't help but slap him twice more.
The two slaps were just the right amount of force, leaving him stunned but also alert. Xu Kun wasn't angry after receiving the slaps; instead, he hugged his mother's arm and said some nice things to coax her.
Xia Hua stood to the side, watching the mother and son, one willing to hit and the other willing to be hit, and couldn't help but laugh.
She had met many men who, after achieving some success, became arrogant and conceited, including her own father, Xia Yan, who was the same way.
Since becoming a county magistrate, his father had tried his best to avoid him, and during those days of hardship, he had gone to great lengths to flaunt his current status.
Under her father's influence, her older sister also changed. She looked down on Xu Kun's family and wanted to break off the engagement and marry into a better, wealthier family.
Xu Kun's current achievements can be described as a meteoric rise.
But he was not arrogant or complacent; in front of his parents, he was still like a child.
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