"What? Did you think of a new trick?" Pang Yi looked at his energetic appearance and liked him more and more. He couldn't help but stretched out his hand to pinch He Siwen's face and said, "Did your uncle Kong teach you this?"
"Yes, Uncle Kong's kung fu is very good!" He Siwen nodded hurriedly like a chick pecking at rice, and raised his chin towards Pang Yi, saying with a little provocation, "Uncle Kong also said that he can definitely knock you down within thirty moves!"
"What nonsense is he talking about!" Pang Yi immediately flew into a rage, slapping his thigh fiercely, "When I was fighting the barbarians in southern Xinjiang with real swords and guns, he was still playing in the mud in the northeast! If we compare it to making snowmen and snowball fights, I may be a little bit inferior to him, but when it comes to fist and kicking, I can make sure that he will kneel down and call me big brother within ten moves!"
"But Uncle Pang..." He Siwen looked at Pang Yi's obviously bulging belly with a look of hesitation, and then said hesitantly, "You are much fatter than Uncle Kong now, can your moves still be flexible?"
Pang Yi has lived a very comfortable life in the past few years. The year before last, Xiao An gave birth to a daughter for him. He has a virtuous wife and a pair of smart children. He is really the envy of others. As for his official career, it is also very smooth. Last year, the old Minister of War suffered a relapse of his old illness and retired to his hometown. Pang Yi, the Assistant Minister of War, took over the position of Minister of War. He was originally Zhong Mingwei's right-hand man, and now his status is even more prominent. After he took the position of Minister, he was able to tour the country on behalf of the emperor. His status in the court can be seen. His family and official career are both smooth sailing. Pang Yi is inevitably happy and fat. His belly has bulged in the past two years, but his body is originally burly, so it is not visible at first glance, but when he is sitting at this time, it is obvious at a glance.
"Let alone a little bit of weight gain, even if he were to gain as much weight as a human, I would be more than capable of beating him!" Pang Yi snorted coldly. Seeing He Siwen's unbelieving expression, he immediately pulled He Siwen to sit on his lap, and asked in a deep voice, "Why? You don't believe your uncle?"
"No, I'm thinking about something else..." He Siwen shook his head and frowned in embarrassment, "Uncle Pang, you said that Uncle Kong is so powerful in martial arts, and he is also the commander of the Royal Guards of our Great Zhou, but why can't he beat Uncle Chen who doesn't even know martial arts? I saw it with my own eyes, Uncle Chen used a feather duster to beat Uncle Kong so hard that he ran away in panic," He Siwen looked at Pang Yi's face that stiffened instantly, thinking that Pang Yi didn't believe it, and continued hurriedly gesturing with his hands, "Really, it seems that Uncle Kong had drunk too much that day, and he came back and said nonsense to Uncle Chen. Uncle Chen first endured it and took care of Uncle Kong to rest. But the next morning, as soon as Uncle Kong woke up, Uncle Chen turned hostile! He casually took out such a long feather duster from the bottle, chased Uncle Kong and beat him! Uncle Kong was beaten so badly! He ran all over the yard! While running, he kept shouting sorry. Tsk tsk tsk, it was really miserable, even more miserable than my godmother beating Rui'er."
He Siwen grew up with Zhong Mingwei and Meiya, and also grew up with the little prince and the little princess, so Zhong Mingwei and Meiya have always treated him as their own child. Two years ago, when He Chengzhi returned to the capital, He Siwen formally recognized Zhong Mingwei and Meiya as his godfather and godmother. However, he naturally could not call them godfather and godmother in front of outsiders, but in front of close ministers like Pang Yi, he did not shy away from it.
"Uncle Pang, why haven't you said anything?" He Siwen talked for a long time and was very thirsty. He took out the water bag and drank a lot of water. After drinking it, he saw Pang Yi still with a stiff face and didn't say anything. It seemed a bit awkward. He Siwen put down the water bag and wiped his mouth, then said, "Uncle Pang, do you know why Uncle Kong can't beat Uncle Chen? I asked my godfather last time, but he just glared at me and didn't tell me the reason."
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