Seven In and Seven Out Is This the Reincarnation of Zhao Zilong

"Xiu'er, are you unwilling to suffer a little grievance for me?"

Ye Fan was taken aback, then immediately said, "However, Xiu'er, if you are unwilling, I have many other methods."

"I will go and plead for us."

"As long as I plead, my master will definitely agree."

"He cannot do without me. My importance to him goes without saying. If I beg him bitterly, he will certainly accept you."

Su Xiu's feelings of grievance finally ceased.

If it were like this, it would be fine.

Although she would suffer a slight grievance, it was acceptable.

Just as she was about to speak, she heard Ye Fan say, "After I plead with my master, I will go plead with my uncle."

"After pleading with my uncle, I will plead with my aunt, then my sixth uncle, my sixth aunt, my seventh uncle, my seventh aunt, my eighth uncle, my eighth aunt..."

Su Xiu felt she couldn't hold it together again.

"How long will this pleading take?"

"After all, the Ye family is huge. I have risen from a branch family to the core of the clan, so naturally, I must maintain harmony within the family. This is my wish, and naturally, I must achieve it!" Ye Fan comforted her gently, "Sister Xiu'er, do you still disagree?"

"Rest assured, I have a third method."

"We can first find a place to live in seclusion. After I marry you, you can bear me a child. When the time comes, what's done is done, and the family will have to agree whether they want to or not."

Su Xiu's mind was somewhat collapsing.

Live in seclusion? Have a child first? Then where would she, Su Xiu, put her pride and dignity!

This was a major event in a woman's life; how could it be treated so hastily?

"Xiu'er, do you still think it's no good?" Ye Fan said. "I still have other methods. I can first marry a primary wife to shut the family up, and then marry you with the rites of an equal wife..."

"Wa!" Su Xiu could no longer endure it and broke down into loud, miserable crying.

Previously, when she heard Ye Fan evaluate his second uncle, he spoke clearly and logically, making her admire him. But now, when it came to their own affairs, why had it become so difficult?

This unexpected turn of events made Ye Fan pause for a moment.

He didn't expect Su Xiu to misunderstand him so much.

As the most promising rising star of the Ye family, he naturally had to consider the Ye family and couldn't just care about Su Xiu.

However, he still had strong confidence, believing that sooner or later, Su Xiu would understand him and fight side by side with him.

The Ye family, Su Xiu, he must have both.

How can one have it both ways in this world?

That was for others. For him, this world was full of ways to have it both ways.

After comforting Su Xiu a bit more, Ye Fan left the room.

When he first entered the room, his face bore a confident and high-spirited posture. After leaving Su Xiu's room, the confidence and high spirits on his face were no less than before.

He, Ye Fan, never miscalculated.

This time, naturally, he would not miscalculate either.

Meanwhile, inside the room, Su Xiu was still crying.

First, she sobbed, and after a moment, the sound grew louder and turned into wailing.

Gradually losing her strength, it turned back into sobbing.

A pair of eyes that made countless men in the Northern Frontier's hearts flutter gradually turned completely red.

However, as she cried, she suddenly stopped. It wasn't because she had poured out all her grievances, nor was it because she couldn't cry anymore, but because the commotion outside the room was growing louder and louder!

"The soldiers of Yunji City are charging over."

"Quick, quick, go invite General Xiang Gui."

"Prepare for battle, prepare for battle!"

...

Su Xiu's face was quickly replaced by panic.

Ren Tianye is here again?

Did he really mobilize so many troops just for her?

She quickly opened the door and looked outside, only to see that within this Qiniu Town, those burly men, each with sharp eyes, had put on simple cloth armor and were quickly converging outwards.

The person leading the way out was none other than Xiang Gui, the one who had slapped her.

"Hmph! A mere Ren Tianye really dares to come and hunt down my disciple? Quite bold."

"Then stay here today."

"My disciple has taken a fancy to you. Prepare to work like a horse and toil like an ox for him!"

Carrying a pair of Drum-beating Golden Urn Hammers and riding a warhorse, he selected three hundred men and quickly exited Qiniu Town, meeting Ren Tianye's charging army in the direction of Yunji City.

"Halt! Is the newcomer the defending general of Yunji City, Ren Tianye?"

"Do you recognize your grandfather?"

With a swing of his dual hammers, Xiang Gui's aura was awe-inspiring.

This actually made the charging Ren Tianye pause for a moment.

A general, leading three hundred cloth-armored soldiers, dared to directly face his three thousand cavalry? Among them were one thousand five hundred heavy cavalry!

Did he have some sort of reliance?

Or was his brain just sick?

Ren Tianye did not dare to be arrogant. Before the situation was clear, he had to be careful.

After ordering the entire army to halt, he said lightly, "I am indeed Ren Tianye. Who are you?"

"How dare you block my path?"

"Who am I?" As if hearing some funny joke, a trace of anger appeared on Xiang Gui's face. "The younger generation of the border army nowadays have truly forgotten their roots."

"You even dare to forget your grandfather's name!"

"It seems that when Lin Yi was around, he was too lenient with you all. He didn't discipline you harshly enough, making every single one of you have eyes higher than the sky!"

As soon as these words came out, Ren Tianye was even more surprised.

To be able to mention Lin Yi so unceremoniously, and with such a demeanor, he was obviously also a person from the military in the past!

At this time, Xiang Gui continued, "I am Xiang Gui!"

When he said this, Xiang Gui's voice rolled like thunder, echoing throughout the entire army.

Instantly, there were shockwaves throughout the army.

Even with strict military discipline, many people still let out hisses of drawing in cold breaths. The sound from over three thousand people merged together, creating quite a spectacular wave of noise.

Ren Tianye, however, was still confused.

He had been in the border army for a relatively short time, so he didn't know who this Xiang Gui was!

"General..."

Guerrilla General Zhang Shi leaned over and reminded him in a low voice, "This Xiang Gui originally belonged to the border army sequence. Nominally, he was under the command of the original Chifeng Army, but in reality, he was not directly subordinate to the Chifeng Army."

"He's different from our eight hundred men."

"However, during Xiang Gui's years in the border army, he has been a target that the Chifeng Army has always tried to win over. Even Commander Lin has visited him many times, hoping he would join the Chifeng Army, but he rejected all of them."

"This person is not to be trifled with!"

"Oh?" Ren Tianye grew a bit more curious. "Does this person have an incredibly powerful background?"

"Not really," Zhang Shi said. "This person achieved his current status entirely on his own."

"Or rather, entirely relying on the pair of Drum-beating Golden Urn Hammers in his hands!"

As soon as the name Drum-beating Golden Urn Hammers came out, Ren Tianye was also startled. One must know that in the history of the era he came from, the user of this type of dual hammers was Li Yuanba!

The old man in front of him could use the Drum-beating Golden Urn Hammers!

This must be a fierce general!

Sure enough, Zhang Shi said, "This Xiang Gui has repeatedly made great contributions in fighting against the barbarians. The time that shocked our border army the most was when he alone faced an army of a hundred thousand barbarians!"

"He charged in and out of the enemy lines seven times!"

Ren Tianye: "???"

Fuck!

Is this the fucking reincarnation of Zhao Zilong?!

...

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