Martial Sage

On the tit-for-tat deck, such a weird picture appeared.

One old and one young stand opposite each other.

There was a smile on Yu Sanniang's face on this side, as if there was a feeling of revenge, and the joy of raising his eyebrows.

But the public loser next to him is a gesture of smiling and watching the show.

As for Wu Tong, holding the scabbard of Tang's sword, leaning on the side of the ship's side, with a deep smile on his face.

There is a saying in the neighbourhood of the imperial city that they would rather offend King Yama than provoke Tang Hao.

Don't look at the young Tang Hao. When he first showed his sharp edge, he lashed Li Ji's son and slashed Yin Guogong's child with a knife.

A craftsman who makes ships in the south of the Yangtze River in a mere trivial level, can his lowly status be comparable to that of the country's lords?

Even with such a simple question, dare to show off in front of Tang Hao?

Yu Sanniang twisted her waist and walked forward two steps slowly, appearing calm.

"You don't recognize it anymore?"

"This is the owner who entrusted us to build the ship. It is also the second-rank military post of the dynasty, Tang Guogong, and General Tang."

Speaking of this owner, the old man's heart was slightly turbulent.

But if this second-rank official plus a Duke of the country, such a high-ranking official will fall in Yangzhou, so that Yangzhou provincial governor will lift up Yangzhou provincial governor!

The anger in his heart almost disappeared in an instant, and the old man's fingers stopped in the air slowly swaying, gradually increasing, and shaking violently.

"You... are you the grandpa of the country?"

A look of horror appeared on the old face for an instant, and his legs and feet seemed to start shaking and trembling unwillingly.

Puff through.

The old man knelt down on the deck.

The whole body trembled like chaff, and the head knocking on the deck was like a chicken pecking at rice.

Boom boom boom.

The sound of hitting the wood was mixed with this sound of horror, and some of them couldn't hold a complete word.

"Tang Guogong... No... General Tang..."

"Old man... the criminal minister was wrong."

"The criminal minister... the criminal minister did not think of these many problems..."

"I hope that the grandpa will forgive me, there are old and young criminals...no, no...as for the son and baby grandson...forgive me."

Before the words were finished, they were actually sobbing with pity, and the words behind were completely inaudible.

Looking down at the trembling voice crawling on the deck, Tang Hao slowly squatted down.

"The lack of skilled craftsmen in this era does not mean that these skilled craftsmen are irreplaceable."

"Reliance on talents, arrogance, despise others, and put on big airs, these are the roots of inferiority buried in the heart!"

"Improve it or get out of the workshop, you choose it yourself, I don't force it."

Still begging for mercy came to an abrupt end, and the old man felt a little shocked.

He didn't lower the guilt as expected, and he didn't have any attitude of bullying. It was more like educating and tolerant.

The slightly startled figure trembled and slowly raised a little head. In front of his eyes, those army boots stood for a moment and strode towards the ship.

Tang Haofeng's quiet voice slowly blew into his ears with the breeze.

"You are capable, I won't kill you."

"This time is considered polite. If you let me meet next time, your head should move."

The voice became smaller, and as the cool breeze dissipated, each sentence was like a red soldering iron, deeply imprinted in my heart.

Knocking his head at the empty steps, the old man's voice was mixed with endless gratitude.

"Thank you General Tang Rende!"

"The little one will never dare, never again..."

On the noisy deck, calm was restored again, and the old man slowly raised his swollen forehead and quietly looked at the deck steps.

The wind brushed his gray beard, and the hair on his forehead brushed messily across the tearful cheeks.

Struggling to get up from the deck, leaning on the seat of the chair, slowly got up, lifted his soft legs and collapsed on the seat.

Looking at the vast river, the old man gasped for breath.

The feeling of having just walked through the gate of the ghost is really too horrified and real, and the old man's heart is still beating at this moment.

a long time.

The old man murmured softly on the dry mouthpiece.

"Those who are about to enter the earth only now understand this way of being in the world..."

"General Tang is right... the old man is still useful now..."

Slowly got up, picked up the drawing on the case table and refined it again.

the other side.

After experiencing this uproar, Yu Sanniang looked at the calm youth with admiration.

Whether it was Tang Hao really used something unreasonable to teach this veteran expert, or simply uttered a bad anger for the Yu family.

Yu Sanniang should thank this young man for his feelings and reason.

The cupped hands bowed respectfully to the figure on the side, and Yu Sanniang had a complex look on her face.

"Grandpa Tang, you are kind to our Yu family, and Sanniang expresses thanks to you on behalf of the whole family."

Looking at the voice of the river, he smiled faintly.

"Hey thanks, Tang is just giving him some pointers."

"It's just for our expedition this time, especially for the Jiangnan navy."

There was a hint of doubt on Li's face, and she looked at this calm face.

"Tang boy, are you an expert at seafaring?"

"How come these details are pointed to the core? They seem to be small dusty things, but they are actually related to the lives of the entire ship's members!"

"If you really haven't sailed, have you ever had such experience?"

Speaking of voyages, of course Tang Hao has voyages, but that is a travel for later generations!

"No, I am not an expert, and in this era, I have never sailed far."

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