"Why did you think of becoming a personal soldier?" It seemed that Zhong Mingwei was also very curious about this. He flipped through the booklet handed over by Pang Yi and read the information recorded on it with his head down. "He has no father and no mother. He has been studious since childhood and has read the Four Books and Five Classics. He is good at painting and music." After reading this, Zhong Mingwei couldn't help but curl his lips and smile, looking at the young man named He Chengzhi, "You may have come to the wrong door. I am recruiting personal soldiers here, not the top scholar."
He Chengzhi was still kneeling on the ground, his bright eyes looking at Zhong Mingwei. Without a trace of cowardice, he asked, "Does Your Majesty think that there are no people in this world who are both civil and military?"
"Oh? So you are planning to open my eyes today?" Zhong Mingwei said with a smile. He liked this young man named He Chengzhi very much. To be chosen by Pang Yi, he must have good leg skills. But he is not a warrior. This scholar's pride is very rare.
"Since Your Majesty thinks highly of me, I am naturally willing to perform my duties well." He Chengzhi was neither humble nor arrogant.
"Sir, this brother He is very good at swordsmanship," Pang Yi bent down and whispered in Zhong Mingwei's ear, "He is a rare master."
Zhong Mingwei naturally wanted to see how Pang Yi praised him. However, the room was a little cramped, so he changed his mind and asked them to go outside to compete. Then he walked to the door, lifted the door curtain, and said to He Chengzhi: "If you can fight with Pang Yi and block a hundred of his moves, I will not only choose you to enter the palace, but also double your monthly salary."
"Then I won't be polite," He Chengzhi got up from the ground, smiled at Pang Yi, and said with a fist, "Guard Pang, please!"
"Brother He, please!" Pang Yi also clasped his fists towards him, and the two of them strode out of the main hall one after the other.
"We really have to fight!" Mei Ya also got up in a hurry, took out a cloak and put it on Zhong Mingwei, and put it on herself. She and Zhong Mingwei stood in the corridor at the door, watching the people in the yard retreat one after another, leaving a large space for Pang Yi and He Chengzhi. This was the first time for Mei Ya to see people fighting with fists and feet, and she was very excited. She moved closer to Zhong Mingwei and whispered, "I think He Chengzhi is thin, but he is quite imposing. Mingwei, do you think Pang Yi can stop him?"
"If Pang Yi knew what you said, he would be so angry that he would vomit blood," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, while looking at the two people standing apart in the courtyard, and then said, "But He Chengzhi doesn't look like a show-off, his kung fu should be pretty good."
Today, He Chengzhi and his men came to the mansion to meet Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya, so they naturally couldn't bring swords. So Pang Yi broke off two red plum blossoms and handed one to He Chengzhi, saying with a smile: "Brother He, let's just be elegant today!"
"What Guard Pang said is right." He Chengzhi took the branch of red plum and held it in his hand. He stared blankly at the red plums in full bloom on the branch. His eyes were fixed on the blood-red red plums. Somehow he looked a little crazy. Without waiting for Pang Yi to retreat back to his original position, he stomped his feet on the ground, stood up and pounced towards Pang Yi.
Pang Yi quickly fell backwards to avoid the plum branch that was poking him, then lowered his head and turned behind He Chengzhi. He was about to grab He Chengzhi's collar, but He Chengzhi's foot had already kicked his hand, and then he used the force to flip over in the air, and the plum branch in his hand spun and poked Pang Yi. Pang Yi raised his foot and kicked him on the shoulder. He Chengzhi's body tilted, and he somersaulted to the ground, took seven or eight steps backwards, and hit his back on the swing with a "bang", then he finally stood firm. He was hit so hard that the corner of his mouth was bleeding. He covered his chest and spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground.
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