Chapter 1648: If We Talk About Having Fun, You Beijing Officials Are the Best at It.

The four large ships that gradually gathered gathered together in victory. One of the warships connected with their No. 4 supply ship on the bridge. Wu Hong stood behind the crowd and looked at a gentle young man with a tall figure and a face like a crown jewel. , holding a spear in his hand, slowly walked over.

Wu Hong's eyes were a little bright, and he stared at the young man again and again. The young man greeted the two old men who rushed to meet him, and then glanced at the wounded soldiers who could be seen everywhere on the deck, with a look in his eyes. dignified.

"Master, are there enough medicines in the warehouse?" the young man asked the old man named Zhu.

The old man surnamed Zhu nodded, looked at his plain armor covered in blood with a hint of disgust, and tutted: "You don't know how to change clothes."

The young man laughed and said: "How can you have that kind of effort? Didn't you just come back after the fight?"

The old man surnamed Zhu wanted to say something more, but the old man surnamed Ji had already asked: "Are you not injured?"

The young man shook his head freely: "Of course not."

The old man surnamed Ji breathed a sigh of relief, but he didn't like to see the young man covered in blood, so he pushed him into the cabin and said while pushing him: "Go and wash up first. Chou Chou will look for you later, don't let her see."

The young man said "yes" and was about to enter the cabin when he happened to pass by Wu Hong and glanced at him.

Wu Hong hasn't changed his clothes yet. Although the tattered armor looks ugly, it can be seen that he is wearing the clothes of a fifth-grade or above general.

The young man stopped, looked around Wu Hong, and asked, "May I ask your Excellency..."

Wu Hong's heart was burning, and his blood was rising. He almost immediately knelt down with his hands and shouted respectfully: "The last general of the East China Sea Zhen Army, the commander of the left camp of the East China Sea Army, Wu Hong, has met the third prince!"

The young man was stunned for a moment, as were the two old men next to him, and even the wounded soldiers swaying on the ground were stunned.

After falling into a trance, the wounded soldiers were all shocked, and regardless of the pain, they struggled to salute the so-called Third Prince.

The young man came back to his senses at this moment. Seeing that the scene was already in chaos, he hurriedly explained: "I'm not Rong Leng. Hey, don't move around. If you are injured, please sit back and sit back. Don't mess with me!"

Wu Hong wanted to say something, but he felt someone support his arm. The young man helped him up with one hand and said with a smile: "Wu Dutong, right? You have mistaken the person. My surname is Liu, and my single name is Wei." In terms of actual duties in the imperial court, well, he once served as the chief minister of Zhengemen, but he has not returned for several years and has not reported on his duties. I am afraid he has been removed from power long ago. "

Wu Hong even heard the name of the Third Prince Rong from Marshal Ke. Naturally, he had never heard of Liu Sizuo, but he also recognized it. This Liu Sizuo was from Zhengemen, that is to say, he was Rongdu. Lieutenant's subordinate, then he is here, and sure enough, Lieutenant Rong Du is also here.

Captain Rong is still alive!

Wu Hong's heart was agitated, and he was a little embarrassed about what he had just admitted. He showed a rough smile and looked at the three warships: "Dare to ask Mr. Liu, the third prince..."

The young man pointed to the sea in the distance where there was still smoke, and said: "Didn't we capture nine warships? Of course we have to inspect them. Three ships were blown through by us and we can't take them. The remaining six ships should be Those who have been collected must be collected, those who need to be collected must be collected, and the rebels on the ship must also be interrogated, so he is still busy. "

Wu Hong's eyes shone brightly: "All nine ships were taken down? Not one of them escaped?"

The young man smiled and shook his head: "No."

Wu Hong was excited: "Okay, okay, as long as I didn't run away. It's great not to give them any information and give them a chance to prepare early!" As he said that, Wu Hong's expression changed again because he was too happy. Yes, the movement was too heroic, and he accidentally touched the injury on the shoulder bone. The shoulder blade was barely bandaged last night, and now dark red blood oozed out.

Seeing this, the young man became serious and told him to stop moving and sit down quickly.

Wu Hong still had a lot to say and couldn't sit still. The more he looked at him, the more he felt that Liu Sizuo, who had fought bloody battles all night, was a man. Although his appearance was more handsome and he looked more formal, he was still heroic, tall and brave. , Wu Hong felt that it was too late to meet him, and he wished he could have a good time and have a good drink now.

But Liu Sizuo picked up the scissors next to him and bent down to remove the bandage on his shoulder.

Wu Hong couldn't stand still and wanted to talk again, but the old man surnamed Ji came over, took the scissors and wound medicine from Master Liu's hand, and urged: "You go and wash up first, I will come."

Mr. Liu didn't say anything. Before leaving, he smiled at Wu Hong and said, "Wu Dutong, let's talk later."

Wu Hong nodded hurriedly: "Liu Sizuo, please do your work first."

More than half an hour later, Liu Sizuo came out again. At this time, he had changed into white casual clothes. After taking off his blood-stained plain armor, revealing his fair face, Wu Hong almost didn't recognize him.

There was no other reason. The young soldier who was so valiant and upright just now suddenly transformed into the kind of handsome young man in the opera. If he had not seen him covered in blood before, Wu Hong would not have believed that this small body was actually a military attaché.

Liu Sizuo was not idle after he came out. He was busy helping the wounded soldiers to see the doctor and give medicine. When noon was approaching, the two children, a man and a woman whom he had seen yesterday, came out of the inner cabin. The little boy She looked exhausted, but the little girl was jumping up and down, laughing and joking.

Wu Hong saw Liu Sizuo being intimate with the two children. Although he couldn't hear them talking, he could guess that these two children should be Liu Sizuo's children. There was a trace of envy in Wu Hong's eyes. He had not seen his wife and daughter in his hometown for almost three years.

Thinking this, Wu Hong stood up and walked over.

Just heard Liu Sizuo tapping the tip of the little girl's nose and scolding: "Grandpa said you delayed your brother for the whole night, right? Your brother was treating someone, and you pestered him, distracting him, right?"

The little girl pouted, her soft body kept drilling into Liu Sizuo's arms, her face flushed, obviously embarrassed.

Liu Sizuo supported her to stand up, and poked her forehead: "Let your father come back and scold you."

Wu Hong, who was halfway through, paused, was stunned for a moment, blinked, and thought, aren't these Liu Sizuo's children? Seeing how close they are, I thought they were.

Just thinking about it, Wu Hong heard the little boy protect the little girl behind him kindly, smiling and saying: "Chouchou didn't make any trouble, just followed me, didn't talk, was very quiet, very well-behaved, and very sensible, mother, don't talk about her."

Wu Hong: "..."

Mother?

Mother? ? ? ?

Why is a grown man a mother?

Wu Hong stood there stiffly, his confused eyes first looking at the kind-looking Liu Sizuo, then at the friendly little boy and girl. His mind was filled with thousands of thoughts. After a long while, he choked up his throat, raised his head, and sighed with difficulty: "If we talk about how to have fun, you Beijing officials are the best at it..."