Full of evil reborn male [Live]

Chapter 152

An old friend, an old man, and a new friend, an old man, are actually old acquaintances. Liu Zichang was overjoyed, he opened his mouth to introduce each other, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, he didn't know the name of Mr. Li himself!

This old Mr. Li has been with him for several months, and he has always been gentle and refined. Today, when he saw Mr. Zhang, his demeanor suddenly changed, which made him a little awe-inspiring, as if he had seen some high-ranking official... Could it be that the old man was also an official Ups and downs?Tut tut!Unexpected!Probably because the gutter capsized, the official was dismissed and returned to his hometown, and the eunuch was shy?No wonder he was ashamed to speak up.

"Old man Li Zibu, who lives in seclusion in his hometown, doesn't want to talk about the past, so he hasn't been named since we met. Zichang, please forgive me."

Li Zhao smiled slightly, since he saw the old fox Zhang Bing here, he would look down on him if he kept his name incognito.Everyone in the world calls Li Xiang, few people know Li Zhao's name, and few people have the qualifications to call "Zi Bu". Now speaking, they are not afraid of revealing something.

What's more, Li Zhao raised his eyebrows and raised his chin slightly. How could Zhang Bing not know who owns this northwest land?He should be worried about whether he will have a chance to return to his hometown with his old bones.Thinking of this, the smile on Li Zhaoqing's face became wider, and it was inevitable that there was a bit of schadenfreude, but also a strange sense of pride.

My own unworthy son has laid a huge foundation, but he is even more heroic than Lao Tzu!

With the lazy character of this little boy, he did not have such ability at all in the past, but now, it seems that this kind of shameless and knowledgeable virtue is similar to that of the former Han Emperor Gaozu... Hey, then how about my own family? Isn't it "I'm just like a old man, if I want to cook my old man, I'll be lucky enough to share a piece of my pie"...that cup? !

These days, I feel a little fiery, and my thoughts, which are eager to move but dare not think, are suddenly chilled by these words.

The eldest son has always been free-ranging, and he is not close to him. He was almost exiled in the Northwest when he was far away. Then think about the second son who was "destroyed by righteousness" by him, and now he is a stranger...

Now that I am over fifty years old, a group of concubine children are scattered like rain, and only my step-wife stays with me, so what is there to be unwilling to do?

Li Zhao sat down slumped, and shouted, "Come on wine!"

"Okay, brother Zibu! There is nothing to forgive or not to forgive. If you treat me as a friend, then don't mention such sour words! Mr. Zhang also knows you a long time ago, so I won't say too much, come on Come! Today's autumn is bright and refreshing, and Diqiu's harvest is joyful, and we will also take advantage of this joy to get drunk."

Liu Zichang called out loudly, and the store owner hurriedly brought over a thick picture album, and said with a smile: "Guest officer, here are some signature dishes of our store, which are unique, and the owner paid a lot of money to invite middle school students from Diqiu Middle School It's drawn, do you want to see it?"

Diqiu has opened a vocational middle school in the past few years, accepting teenagers with basic elementary school education, and assigning them to various majors according to their interests and abilities. There are not many majors at present, only finance, medical technology, engineering technology, There are a few such as agricultural technology and art, but the students taught are extremely practical and capable, and various workshops, shops and farms are vying to hire them with high salaries.

While carefully pointing to the lifelike color illustrations of famous dishes with price tags on the thick paper, Xiao Er uttered the names of a series of common and common dishes in a flowing manner.After Liu Zichang admired and ordered three signature dishes, six or seven ordinary side dishes, and a few cold dishes of meat, vegetables and dried fruits, he carefully put away the album, pointed to the drink sign on the wall and said:

"Guest officer, my family has Diqiu's most famous millet-made Wenwang wine, sorghum-made Shaodao, and lighter water wine. Although there is no fresh green tea in the tea, there are black tea and black tea specially made by the son of my palace. It has a taste, and it has the effect of relieving greasy and helping digestion. Those Qiang people can't even live without tea bricks. What do you think?"

Listening to Xiaoer smiling and talking about the achievements of "my king" very naturally, Li Zhao and Zhang Bing shrank their eyes at the same time, and glanced at each other, with a faint glow.

"... Then you have to taste it well. Bring a pot of King Wen wine and burning knife, and a pot of black tea as well!"

Liu Zichang enthusiastically ordered this and that, regardless of whether it was wine or tea, and ordered a full order, which made the happy Xiao Er retreat, not noticing the turmoil between the two old men at all.

The cold dishes and drinks were quickly brought out, and they really had Diqiu's characteristics. Crispy beef jerky, preserved egg with mustard, bean cake, cold salad with thousands of pieces of silk, all of them had flavors that few people had never seen elsewhere.

"These are the recipes that my king tried his best to figure out in order to make the soldiers in the army eat well. They are durable and delicious. We Diqiu people love them very much, and you can't see them in other places."

While talking, Xiao Er poured the clear yellow King Wen wine for several guest officials, and said: "This wine is made by our king with five grains such as wheat kernels, corn, millet, millet, peas, etc. It is said that the wine used is Back then, King Wen’s recipe was made with refined ingredients, mellow and delicious, but not easy to get over it. If it hadn’t been for the bumper harvests in the past few years, the government wouldn’t allow it to be brewed for fear of wasting food! Now there are also limited quantities, and a few guest officials only have this pot. No more."

"King Wen's wine...heh!" Zhang Bing picked up the wine cup, took a sip, glanced at Li Zhao, and suddenly said: "My ancestor Wu Nian, I am cultivating Juede. I am worthy of my fate forever, and I hope I will be blessed."

"Pair Wenwang wine with pre-Qin poems, good! It has charm and makes the wine more enjoyable." Liu Zichang slapped the table, shouted happily, and drank the rice wine in his own cup in one gulp.

What Zhang Bing read is the pre-Qin poem "Wen Wang", but the meaning of this paragraph is "Grateful for the will of your ancestors, and cultivate your own virtue. Only by obeying the destiny for a long time can you obtain various blessings." The meaning of this paragraph is self-evident: let your son settle down.

Li Zhao smiled slightly, stood up, looked at Mr. Zhang Lao, and continued to sing: "Yin Zhi has not lost his teacher, he is worthy of God. It should be in view of Yin, Jun's life is not easy!"

The original meaning of this sentence is "When Shang has not lost the hearts of the people, it can also be commensurate with the will of heaven. Yin should be used as a warning, and the destiny of heaven is not unchanging."

Before Dayan's appointment, on the territory of the Northwest King, chanting this poem was more explicit than what Zhang Bing said.

Princes, generals, and relatives are kind!Lao Tzu can be a prime minister, so what if the son is the king of the Northwest?The feng shui turns, and the destiny will also change. In the future, it's hard to say what will happen!

Zhang Bing fell silent, quietly looking at the lively and vibrant autumn harvest scene of the people in Diqiu outside the window, and thinking about the poor livelihood of the people in the hinterland of Dayan, the rush of disaster victims, and the appearance of starvation on the road... He suddenly picked up his He drank the wine in one gulp, dripping on his gray beard.

Liu Zichang laughed a few times, although he didn't know why the atmosphere froze after reading a few lines of "Wen Wang", he still picked up the jug and filled it with new and old friends, saying: "Drink wins!"

***

During the autumn harvest season, the Han people’s granaries were full of food and livestock, and the Turks began to feel restless again.

Tulitu Khan fought for more than a year, and the grassland was covered with blood. Fewer livestock were raised, and many warriors in the tribe were injured.At this time, the granary of the Han people is abundant, when will we not grab it?Tulitu Khan gathered together dozens of scattered tribes, gathered a team of three thousand people and sent them to the border between Guchen and Dayan to fight Caogu.

Liu Qi, the general of the Yan State, finally plucked up his courage under the stern orders of Emperor Dayan, and led an army of [-] to stop the enemy at Zhenyuan Pass, but was defeated by a Turkic team of [-] in the field. The [-] troops were defeated and dispersed.The army was defeated like a mountain, so he had to lead the remaining [-] elite soldiers and flee back to the border fort.

Passing like a comb, passing like a grate.The broken and defeated soldiers swept across the northern border of Dayan like locusts, and mourning was everywhere.

What can barely be called a brilliant achievement is Dayan's [-] elite riders protruding from the northwest, erratic like ghosts, attacking and splitting a Turkic team of [-] people in front of the Qilian Mountains, nibbling away bit by bit, such a brilliant record It shook the world, but no one dared to congratulate the emperor.

Just because this is not Dayan's cavalry at all.

Some people say that this cavalry is the subordinate of the Northwest King, and some say that this cavalry is the revenge army of the Western Turkic Prince. Everyone who saw it said that these thousands of cavalry are almost barbarians, but the armor on their bodies looks like Han people. , making people really confused about their identities.

Therefore, everyone calls this elusive fine ride "ghost ride".

After this big victory, the ghost rider disappeared into the mountains again.

When the cold dew first came, the bearded leader of the ghost riders led his team out of the jungle and returned to the station to rest.When he walked to the small courtyard where he lived with his sister, he saw a group of guards standing by the door, and General Zhong of the Black Armored Army was also acting as the door god.

Zhu Dao froze, then became nervous, rushed forward, and asked, "What happened?!"

General Zhong's expression was very strange, he opened his mouth, he seemed a little confused and guilty, and said: "...it's nothing, my king is in the room to discuss with Mrs. Shu, to discuss... major matters."

Zhu Dao frowned slightly, his eyes narrowed, and he said that there was nothing to worry about, but Zhong Heng, the "close friend" of the king's confidant, was so inconsistent...

"Excuse me." He twitched his beard slightly, smiled slightly, and said in his mouth, without stopping, he stepped firmly into the courtyard gate.

Zhong Heng made a move, but he still didn't stop him. If he really wanted to do that, he definitely couldn't hide it.

In the courtyard, there is a huge ancient mulberry tree covered with green shade. King Li and Ashu are sitting under the tree drinking tea and chatting. The half-hidden silk scarf faced him.

There was a pen and paper on the table in front of her, and on the paper were four large Chinese characters "I will not marry in this life".

Zhu Dao's footsteps froze, his eyes were sour, and then his heart was twisted, awe-inspiring and dangerous—why did Ashu write this to the king?Could it be a refusal to marry? !

With a quick step, he quickly walked up to the two of them, bowed, and was about to speak, but swallowed the words again.

Although King Li is young and vigorous, his private life has been very good in recent years. Not only does he not love women, but even men only favor the one outside the door. Don't say bullying men and women, even female mosquitoes come and go in Chihe Castle , Let General Zhong distinguish one from the other.And although the younger sister of his family was beautiful and beautiful, but now... taking off her veil can stop children from crying at night.

not to marry?Why do you say such things?King Li's kindness to his brother and sister is as great as a mountain, and he really does not want to offend them.

He was a little hesitant, thinking about how to speak, but he saw Ash looked at him, smiled softly, picked up the pen, and wrote five big characters in a regular manner: "Wish to share the worries for the king".

Sharing worries?What are you worrying about? !

King Li was overjoyed, he grinned his mouth wide, and said a series of authentic words: "Thank you very much!"

He turned his head and blinked, looked at Zhu Dao with some embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Uh, Ashu promised...to give us a baby."

Zhu Dao's eyes went black for a while, what did he hear?What? !Having a baby is still "us"!

He clenched his teeth and reached for the waist knife with trembling hands.

The author has something to say: The translation of the pre-Qin poem "Wen Wang" is selected from Baidu.