Bozhou City, Laojun Temple.
Taoism has always been about harmony, but at this time, here, it is in a tense and explosive situation. Li Qiongli Guobao, the defense envoy of Bozhou of the Jin Kingdom, the general on horseback and the governor of Bozhou, is sitting in front of the main hall. Placed on the front table are a pot of tea, a cup, and a divine arm bow.
Since Lu Yu wrote the "Tea Classic", people all over the world have had standards for drinking tea. At this time, there is still less than half a month before this year's spring tea picking season. What he drinks is last year's old tea. Although it is old tea, it uses But it is new water. According to Lu Yu's idea, the water for tea is to use mountain water at the top, river water in the middle, and well water at the bottom. He is not only using mountain water, but also dew from the mountains in early spring.
Most of the stale smell of the old tea was covered up by the dew first. After just one sip, I immediately felt fragrant in my mouth. Even the people next to me who don’t know how to drink tea can smell the fragrance in this tea, just like Like Wang Yaksha, I just feel fresh and pleasant.
He was drinking tea leisurely above, but there was almost a fight below. Xiao Yaksha was standing on the right, and those on the left were all old people from the Huaixi Left Guard Army, facing a junior. These Everyone's face was filled with indignation, as if they were ready to eat Wang Qi alive at any moment.
The wound of Jin Sai, who suffered from an arrow, had already been bandaged. For him, it was embarrassing enough to be injured. The person who hurt him was still a junior. Compared with the physical pain, Feeling embarrassed is the most important thing.
"Marshal, please say something!"
Wang Shizhong's shout woke Li Qiong up. He seemed to have just come back to his senses and asked in a daze:
"Are you done arguing?"
"This..." Wang Shizhong sighed, stepped forward and cupped his hands, "Let's not care about Brother Jin's matters. We all came out of the army. We were plotted against others. It's just because we were unprepared and we can't blame others."
"But those things that the students handed over to Mr. Yu must be clarified after all. The Southern Dynasty army is now outside Bozhou. The brothers have spent day and night on the defense of this city. Now if anyone Eat the inside and eat the outside, but the inside should be combined with the outside. Isn't this a slap in the face to everyone, and is it going to chill everyone's heart?!"
"Today I will treat it as disrespectful to the general. I dare to ask the marshal, do we still defend Bozhou City, and do we still protect the lives of the people in this city?"
"If you still care about the people in this city and the lives of our brothers, you can send a message to let everyone be prepared. Even if you want us to jump into the fire pit, it is just a nod and a wink. It's just a matter of personal importance; if you don't want to keep it, you don't want to take any of the property here, and you should finally tell the people in the city, just like when King Yaksha came two years ago, at least let them know, don't What do you expect from us? Don’t waste your energy on it!”
What Wang Shizhong said was exactly what everyone thought. Li Qiong was so abnormal. How could he still have the decisiveness that led them to chop off the head of the Minister of War in the past? Anyway, he only had one life. He would have sold it to Li Qiong a long time ago. It doesn't matter whether you live or die, but you should have the right to know whether you want to die or live, right?
"Why……"
Li Qiong sighed softly, shook his head again, but just continued to pour tea into the cup. To be honest, what kind of temperament are these Qiu Ba people? They are all soldiers, and they all have something to worry about in their hearts. If they are not careful, these people may riot at any time. Even if they chop off their own coach's head, as they did back then, it is not impossible.
But Li Qiong still put on such a desperate look that even Wang De couldn't stand it... This scholar is indeed very weird. Even if he makes up some lies at will to deceive these people, it seems that Not willing anymore.
Seeing the sad faces of everyone below, Wang De was next to Li Qiong and slapped his teapot. There was only a "bang" sound, and a good pot of tea was forced from the spout of the pot. Most of the water came out.
"What Wang Shizhong said makes sense. You should tell others what you think, otherwise they will sacrifice their lives for you and die without understanding in the end. What an injustice!"
Liu Guangshi's right-hand man is a Yaksha and a scholar. Outsiders only think that these two people have always been incompatible with each other, but after seeing them today, they clearly look like best friends.
Li Qiong glanced at the tea on the table with some distress, and complained that Yaksha was ruining a good thing. However, at this time, he had no intention of drinking tea anymore, so he looked at Wang Shizhong and said:
"What I think is actually not important at all. What matters is what you think."
Without waiting for the people below to reply, he looked at the two old men beside him, then stood up, bowed to Xin Zan, and said with great respect:
"Thanks to my husband who often climbs high to look far and paint mountains and rivers. Students understand what he means."
"When I was working under Marshal Zong, neither Yue Pengju nor his students were just pawns. At that time, I didn't think so much. I only knew that the Jin people had taken over our territory, so they should be killed. Get kicked out."
"Later, Marshal Zong stayed alone in Kaifeng, while Zhao Guan's family insisted on crossing south. Although the students were soft-spoken, they did not think about admonishing Marshal Zong. After all, no matter how big the country is, no matter how beautiful the mountains and rivers are, even the master's family doesn't want it. We, Why would a person who is a minister need to risk his life?"
"I was just stopped by Yue Pengju. He only said that a man is born between heaven and earth, and he should know what to do and what not to do... It's funny to say that he is a farmer's family. To be honest, he was more enthusiastic than the student who had read the books of saints and sages. Now when the student thinks of him, he can only think of him tattooing the word "Serve the country with loyalty" on his back after he went home... something like this Yue Fei is Yue Fei, the person who licks his face and spends his time trying to please Zhao Guan's family is not him."
Li Qiong seemed to have thought of something happy. When he talked about this, he seemed much younger. Xin Zan narrowed his eyes slightly. It was easier for him than others to hear that the Bozhou coach meant something in his words. .
"After all, the student failed to persuade Marshal Zong, and turned back without even reaching his tent. What he thought at that time was the same as what the students and brothers thought. Marshal Zong would not harm anyone. Whatever he wants to do, just follow him and do it.”
"Marshal," although he spoke like a student, Xin Zan didn't really regard him as a student. The old man was a little hesitant and curious.
"What exactly do you want to say?"
"The student wants to say..."
Li Qiong looked into the old gentleman's eyes: "The student has written the first poem, and I also ask for your advice."
Xin Zan just felt a little speechless when he was still talking at this time, but Li Qiong didn't pay much attention and read out directly:
"I haven't seen Nanshi for a long time, and I said that Beiqun is empty. Just a hand on the spot, after all, I will return my ten thousand husbands. I laugh at myself like an ocean river, but it still only flows east. And when I return to the Qionglu to worship, I met you on the Gao Street. "
Xin Zan glanced at Liu Zhan with some surprise, but saw the old Taoist priest looking at Li Qiong with a heavy face, as if he was dumbfounded.
Although there are many people in this courtyard, there are no more than five people who have studied and read. The only people who can understand Li Qiong's words are the three people above, so other people, such as In Wang De's eyes, these three acid scholars were just selling acid, which fit his stereotype of literati.
"Yao's capital, Shun's soil, Yu's seal. There should be half a shameful minister in the middle. Thousands of miles of fishy smell are like this, and the heroes of the ages are safe. How long will the majesty be opened? Why does Hu Yun need to ask, the sun will come from it."
This is the genre of water-melody songs. If you say that Shangque is a bit polite, then the lyrics of Xiaque, coming from the mouth of Li Qiong, a general of the Jin Kingdom, are really a bit unbelievable.
The meaning of the last sentence should be:
'There is no need to say that the Jin people are exhausted. We are now at the peak of our power and will surely win the final victory. '
The two old men looked at Li Qiong with mixed feelings in their hearts.
(End of chapter)
