If Shen Liang were present, facing Lao Qian's voice and smile at this moment, he would definitely be able to overlap with some scene from his previous life.
It's like...
A person with an S level of thinking is chatting with a person with an M level of thinking.
M-level people talk eloquently and explain their self-righteous reasons of cause and effect, thereby proving that there is no problem in the conclusions and methods they give.
The S-level people knew clearly that the other party's logic was full of loopholes, but they did not interrupt, and even pretended to listen carefully as if they had "sudden realization".
Because S-class people know very well that this kind of idiot has been completely immersed in his own world. Refuting and justifying him will not get the other party to "reform" at all. What can be exchanged is that the other party will be better. Silly Que further supports his personal argument.
In summary.
As a smart S-class person, the best way to deal with this situation is——
Adjust your tone to be slightly sarcastic.
Adjust your expression to look less contemptuous and dismissive.
Then "Ah~" is more serious, and then follow up with "Yes (second tone), yes (one tone), yes (fourth tone), yes (fourth tone), yes (fourth tone)".
This is the best way to vent the frustration caused by this stupidity.
Obviously, Zheng Yu failed to hear what Old Qian said. He thought it was because the old guy was old, and he saw that he was a second-grade general, even though he knew that the excuse of "there is a tiger demon in the mountain" was false. Really, I don’t dare to raise my chest and confront myself head-on.
Zheng Yu, or should I say King Feng, wanted this kind of result.
Aren't you, Shen Wanjun, overbearing?
Aren't you, Shen Jiajun, crazy?
On my territory, those who eat me and those who drink from me, relying on the late emperor's decree, let me raise your 25,000 soldiers and horses for more than 20 years. On weekdays, if there is a little friction, you still rely on single fights and group fights. A soldier strong enough to bully me.
I want to see if, after more than 20 years, the rough edges of King Jin, whose skin was stripped off as the "Shenwu Great General", have been smoothed away by these peaceful days.
If so, that's best, so that everyone is truly on an equal footing. I don't care what treasures are hidden in this mountain. Since it is on my territory, no matter how many years you spend your efforts to defend it, you must stay in Fengzhou in the end. !
It doesn't matter if it's not.
We are all kings with different surnames, how dare you chop off my head?
While Lao Qian was drinking and looking up, Zheng Yu quickly took a look at Lao Qian's outfit again.
Although it wouldn't be called sloppy, it is still old.
There is no sign that the hair has been combed with hairpins or buns. The black and white colors are fluttering in the wind, and there is a faint smell of horse manure from the hair to the whole body. It is not much different from a beggar on the street.
Could this kind of person be the King of Jin?
Recalling the Jinwang waist card that Lao Qian took out when he first arrived, the more he looked at it, the more he felt that Lao Qian did not look like Zheng Yu who could be accepted by Jin Wang as his eagle dog. He couldn't help but test it out:
"I haven't asked Mr. Qian yet what kind of high position you hold in Prince Jin's Mansion?"
With one look from Zheng Yu, Lao Qian saw right through his pants.
Knowing what he meant, Lao Qian directly picked up two pieces of beef with his hands covered in dust and stuffed them into his mouth, and replied with two words.
"groom."
"groom?"
Zheng Yu was shocked.
"Hey, please stop teasing this junior. How can a groom be respected and given a badge by the King of Jin?"
Lao Qian continued to tease Zheng Yu and said with a smile:
"Perhaps I raised him well?"
Seeing that Lao Qian didn't tell the truth, Zheng Yu decided to find another way to continue the trap.
"Haha, Mr. Qian, you are really good at joking. Well, if you don't want to reveal it, don't reveal it. Since we are destined to be together in this indifferent Western Region, you should drink three big bowls of it!"
Lao Qian, who usually drank wine as water, didn't point out Zheng Yu's trick to get him drunk, didn't clink glasses with Zheng Yu, and didn't chase Zheng Yu away.
Just with a hint of sarcasm, he smiled and shook his head, then ignored Zheng Yu and continued to drink by himself.
Zheng Yu, who was asking for trouble, was sullen, but he did not lower his status and get angry with a beggar.
There’s no telling what to say, there’s no shortage of food for this guy in the camp, Zheng Yu thought, luckily he’ll have to wait for the old beggar to come back and wait for the results. Once he finds out that this guy was stolen, picked up, or cheated He immediately accused him of serious fraud and had his head chopped off!
However, just when Zheng Yu was about to get up and leave, Lao Qian suddenly stopped him again.
"Hey, wait."
Zheng Yu turned around.
Lao Qian poured the wine and said without raising his head:
"I don't like to owe people favors. Although you have delayed my business, it doesn't matter in the overall situation. Besides, I have spent so much time drinking and drinking from you, so I would like to remind you."
Zheng Yu still looked like a hypocrite and smiled at Lao Qian:
"Juniors are all ears."
Lao Qian sighed softly.
"You guys are in Fengzhou. Except for the military orders to go out of the state to provide aid during wars, I'm afraid you may never go to Jinzhou in your lifetime, let alone go to Jincheng to see the King of Jin."
"I don't know if you have ever met Shen Wanjun, let alone whether you have fought with him. How to describe him... Well... It can be said that he is a thousand-year-old who eats people without spitting out their bones. Tiger face."
"I have said too much and you are tired of listening. I will keep it simple. If I were you, I would immediately send the old man and groom he sent to do the work to the top of the mountain. I will help as much as I can and try to make the detention of Bai Hu less severe. If you are responsible for the crime of raising food and grass, you will be punished with dozens of military sticks afterwards, and you will lose your life if you are not guilty."
After listening to Lao Qian's advice, Zheng Yu, who sneered inwardly, pretended not to understand.
"Mr. Qian, what are you talking about? I've told you. There has been a tiger demon in the mountain recently, and all the brothers who are escorting grain and grass up there..."
"They were all eaten by the tiger monster?"
Lao Qian took over the conversation, shook his head and sneered.
"If you don't listen, just think that I said it in vain. Anyway, I have returned the favor. You'd better not think that a sleeping tiger will lose its teeth in sleep."
Zheng Yu still didn't take it seriously, cupped his hands in front of Lao Qian and said:
"Okay, thank you for reminding me, I will act impartially."
This time he handed over, Zheng Yu didn't even pretend, he just clasped his fists and shook them, then turned around and went to drink with his brothers.
As the dishes on the table were gradually prepared, the atmosphere in King Feng's camp reached its peak.
Everyone sang and danced, and when they got into the mood, a clearing was cleared for them to compete in pairs and compete in martial arts to entertain the brothers.
But just when everyone thought that today's drinking game would end as perfectly as the previous few days.
At the unguarded gate outside the camp, a "snow-white storm" suddenly swept over!
As early as less than a hundred meters away from the foot of the mountain, more than a thousand White Tiger soldiers led by Xia Hougong smelled the rich aroma of wine in the air and heard the lively laughter in King Feng's camp.
All the white tiger warriors raised their eyebrows in anger.
Only Xia Hougong, the general of the Po Army, did not change his expression.
He just silently tightened the strap on his chest that held the Golden Dragon Scabbard.
