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Chapter 347: Drinking water for ten years will not cool your blood
Young Master Liu looked at the two tit-for-tat elders with a grimace, admonishing neither of them.
Especially when he was arrogant towards the Protector of the Country, he felt even more helpless. What should he call his uncle? Song Yu should really call him uncle because of his status.
However, if you rely on Mrs. Liu, you should call the Protector of the Country Zhang Kuang Cousin.
After thinking for a long time, Young Master Liu exhaled speechlessly: "Uncle, let's go to the stable first. Whether it succeeds or not depends on whether they are willing or not."
Young Master Liu clearly understood that no matter what the old man and Zhang Kuang called it, it was a matter of their generation and it would not have much to do with him.
If I really call the Protector of the Country my cousin, that would be really rude. It would make people think that my Liu family's tutoring was not good, and I would become a person who does not understand etiquette.
What the old man said before was nothing more than angering him in front of arrogantly.
As expected, Young Master Liu called out uncle instead of cousin. Liu Zhi'an's eyes showed a look of satisfaction. His grudges with the Protector of the Country were his grudges with the Protector of the Country. If Young Master Liu really After calling out his cousin Liu Zhi'an, even though he wouldn't say anything in front of Kuang Kuang, he would even make fun of him in a more jealous way.
But in private, he would definitely reprimand Young Master Liu for not knowing etiquette.
"Haha" Zhang Kuang couldn't help but laugh: "Liu Zhi'an, you saw it, the boy called me uncle, but I want to say that we are all descendants of the Liu family, how come the gap between people is so big?"
"Haha, if you call me uncle, that's because I teach my children well and know the priorities. But that doesn't change the fact that I am your uncle."
Liu Zhi'an still looked at Zhang Kuang with disdain, his expression that wanted to be beaten was not to mention arrogant. Even Young Master Liu wanted to go up and give him a slap to relieve his hatred.
Although the old man was not very serious in the past, he was not as mean as he is today. Could it be that these two people were enemies in the previous life.
No, the old man’s enemies in his previous life should have been me and Mingli. So what’s the deal with Zhang Kuang?
"I'm too lazy to argue with you, so I'll go with the horse."
Zhang Kuang stood up and turned his head arrogantly, but it could also be seen that he was at a disadvantage in the contest with Liu Zhi'an.
There was no way around it. It was natural for Liu Zhi'an to argue with him because he was his arrogant uncle, but the opposite was not true. In this way, he couldn't take advantage at all.
On the contrary, Liu Zhi'an will take advantage of him everywhere.
Young Master Liu led Zhang Kuang in the direction of the stable. Zhang Kuang held Hei Niu's horse rein in his hand with a look of helplessness on his face, and gritted his teeth.
There was nothing I could do about it, and Liu Zhian was the same, he just left after teasing his arrogance, but he followed behind with his hands behind his back, saying "How's that for a little madman" from time to time.
There was nothing he could do about the old man Mr. Liu who kept doing bad things in his family, he could only let it go.
The three of them stepped on the snow on the ground and finally arrived at the stable. In the stable, in addition to Mr. Liu's bloody BMW, there were also several strong horses. They were the horses that Liu Zhi'an used to pull the cart when he came from Jiangnan. .
"Sir, sir, why are you here?"
"Xiaojiu, don't rush to clean up the horse pen now. You'll be busy later."
"yes."
When Zhang Kuang saw a few strong horses, he immediately rushed up, touching here and there and looking at them: "Good horses, they are all good horses from the Western Regions. There will never be horses like this in the Central Plains."
Zhang Kuang didn't mind the smell of the horse pen. He squatted on the ground and tapped the horse's legs, then opened the horse's teeth and took a look. These small actions showed that Zhang Kuang was a real horse lover.
When Zhang Kuang stroked the horse's mane, he saw the faint saddle marks on the horse's back and his face turned ugly: "Liu Zhi'an, you are a loser. You use such a good horse to pull a cart. You know that these good horses are used in the cavalry phalanx." What kind of effect will it have?”
"Call uncle."
"Hi." Zhang Kuang sighed helplessly.
He wiped the mark on the horse's back distressedly, feeling speechless and choked. Young Master Liu looked a little sad when he saw the crazy look on his side.
However, he had nothing to do. The war horses in Dalong's army were controlled by the Ministry of War and the Horse Administration. Even if Liu Zhi'an gave these seven or eight sturdy BMWs to Zhang Kuang, it would not be enough for the tens of thousands of cavalry on the border. No help.
Today's cavalry is equivalent to the armored forces of later generations. Although they have unlimited combat power and can rush and attack, and catch the enemy by surprise, they all have a common drawback, which is that they consume money, and they are quite expensive.
For Nuo Da's army, no amount of money can make a splash. This is what Li Zheng complained about in the Liu Mansion. He can call on a new army of hundreds of thousands or even hundreds of thousands at any time. Long, all the people are soldiers. Some people have no money, and there are soldiers but no food. What can he do?
The Han people in the bright and cheerful era were not as bloodless as they were in the Qing Dynasty, suppressed by Manchu policies. Before the Song Dynasty, no Han people were synonymous with war.
In addition, Li Zheng is considered an enlightened king. In all dynasties, chivalrous men have used martial arts to break the law. However, Li Zheng did not destroy those martial arts sects because he hoped that the people could learn some tricks to fight against the enemy, so that the bloody spirit in the hearts of the people would not be wiped out. .
His heart was good, but it was a pity that Li Zheng ignored one point. He was poor in literature and rich in martial arts, so how could the common people have the money to support the expenses of practicing martial arts.
The common people before the Song Dynasty said that the bad thing was that they were brave and fierce, and the good thing was that they were still bloody. During the Han Dynasty, compared with the nomadic Huns in the north who relied on farming for a living, the Han people were able to fight one Han and the other five. Hu's reputation.
Although the great Han Dynasty was in panic and Guo Zuo was far away, the divine blood of the Han people was everlasting.
"Uncle, take it step by step. Sooner or later, His Majesty will point his sword to the north and wash away the humiliation of these years."
"Well, I have been working hard for twenty years. When will I be able to go north to the border and regain the land of Heshuo occupied by the Turks? When will I be able to step on the palace of the Kingdom of Jin with a long sword? I'm afraid I won't be able to see it in my lifetime." There was something unexpected in his arrogant words. There is a feeling of being a hero in his twilight years.
"Uncle, don't be negative. It's coming soon. The day is coming soon. Not only do we have to regain the lost ground, but we also have the dragon cavalry to go out to Asia and fight all over the world. As an old man, it's always good to have hope."
"Asia"
"Oh! I was wrong. I drove the Turks out of the grassland, recovered the lost land in Heshuo, and re-established the Western Region Protectorate. The thirty-six countries in the Western Region are like some disobedient children. Sooner or later they will return to their mother's arms. Yes, sooner or later, Dalong’s cavalry will be invincible.”
Arrogant and confused, he breathed out: "As you wish, we won't talk about political affairs today, we will only talk about the foal issue."
Zhang Kuang let go of the horse's rein, and the black girl leaned straight towards Feng Xing, the horse's head rubbing against Feng Xing's mane.
Feng Xing sneezed a few times and started rubbing each other with the arrogant black girl.
"Uncle, it looks like it's going to be done. You can rest assured. You haven't had lunch yet. I'll arrange a table of delicious food right away. Leave Feng Xing and Hei Niu to Xiao Jiu to take care of them."
Zhang Kuang reluctantly glanced at the black girl who was rubbing Feng Xing: "Okay."
"Xiaojiu, I leave it to you."
"Don't worry, Sir."
Inside the pavilion of the Liu Mansion, there were four steaming coal stoves surrounding them. They were not afraid of gas poisoning even in the semi-open air, so Liu and the other two people just let the stoves burn.
Mr. Liu picked up a pot of warm cilantro in his hand and filled the old man a cup.
Then he was holding the wine bottle and was about to pour it for Zhang Kuang, but his hand was stopped in mid-air by Zhang Kuang.
He looked at Zhang Kuang in confusion: "Uncle, what are you doing?"
He smiled arrogantly and took out a gourd from his waist: "I only drink water but not alcohol."
"If uncle is too drunk, forget it. Just use water instead of wine. We don't have so many rules."
He arrogantly pulled out the cork on the gourd and poured a glass of clear water into the cup. Then he picked up the wine cup and drank it all in one gulp: "If I don't pacify the Turks and the Jin Kingdom for a day, I don't drink for a day. It's been so long since I made my grand ambition." It’s been eleven years, seven months and eighteen days, and I haven’t had a drink in more than ten years.”
Young Master Liu looked at the lonely Zhang Kuang in a daze.
After ten years of drinking water, the body becomes cold, but the blood remains red even if it is not cold.
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