When Chen Tuizhi anxiously asked Senior Brother what to do, Lu Zuo also became a little confused. It is absolutely impossible to give this gold and silver treasure to these white-eyed wolves, but if we don't give it, then the big fan will do something to us. If there is a grudge, then when he leads the army to attack the city, it will be difficult to realize the original plan, and the time to recover Shanzhou will also be greatly delayed. Now time is very precious to himself, and he must within a limited time, Finish what needs to be done, otherwise, you will not be able to rest in peace, but what should you do now?
Just when Lu Zuo was at a loss what to do, Yin Ji snorted coldly and said: "These dog thieves are really hateful. Master, I have to twist off the heads of these people one by one this time. And that dog is Xiruo Zanzhuo." Thief, you must use his blood to wipe my Zhanlu Sword!"
"Xiao Yin Ji, stop bragging here. War is no joke." Chen Tuizhi sneered.
"Uncle Second Master, do you want us to compete to see who loses first on the battlefield!" Yin Ji said angrily.
"Okay..." Lu Zuo looked a little tired, "You two, stop fighting."
"Elder brother, have you thought of any solution?" Chen Tuizhi asked hurriedly.
"You two are so noisy, I can't even think of anything else." Lu Zuoyu said reproachfully, "It's not that there is no way, it's actually very simple!"
"Simple?" Chen Tuizhi couldn't believe it. How could this be simple? But considering that he was his omnipotent senior brother, it should be easy for him. "What method?"
Yin Ji couldn't wait to ask, "Master, don't worry anymore, just tell me what to do?" Yin Ji said while pouring a glass of water for Master.
Lu Zuo slowly took a sip of water from the cup and replied: "Since Tibet tempts us with benefits, we will also tempt them with benefits. They promised us to grant Shanzhou to us, then we will promise them that once we get Shanzhou From then on, the annual tribute of gold and silver will be more than five times this amount. I think Tibet will be absolutely speechless."
Yin Ji clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Master, this is to use one's own way to counteract one's own body, right?"
"You can say that!" Lu Zuo nodded slightly and smiled.
Chen Tuizhi also nodded repeatedly, "This is a good move!"
"Retreat, you send people back immediately to deliver the message. As long as they keep their promise and don't retreat, and wait until the Han army arrives, we will jointly attack Lanzhou while waiting for work. Then from the day we take over Shanzhou, we will double the annual tribute."
Chen Tuizhi clasped his fists and said, "Yes!"
Lu Zuo held Chen Tuizhi's hand and said, "Remember what you just said was to the envoys of the Great Fan Kingdom. If you send someone to send a message to the two masters, Uncle Lu and Uncle Qin, you must delay it." Let the Tibetan army stay in Shanzhou, and we must wait until our army arrives, and then we can fight the decisive battle."
Chen Tuizhi clasped his fists and nodded, "Without further delay, I will go and tell my brothers to go overnight."
"Are you in such a hurry?" Yin Ji asked with concern, "How about we go tomorrow?"
Chen Tuizhi shook his head, "This is extremely urgent. My master and adoptive father have been forced like ants on a hot pot recently. If we don't send them our news, they probably don't know what to do!" After saying that, Chen Tuizhi stood up and left.
The night was getting deeper, and in the quiet Lu Mansion, except for a few servants on night duty who were still chatting in the concierge, the rest of the people had fallen asleep. Lu Zuo had been unable to fall asleep very late at night recently, so he had no choice but to read a book. Listening to Yin Ji's snoring, it was already midnight, and sleepiness gradually came over him, so he put the book in his hand on the bookshelf. He and Yin Ji slept on separate tables in the wing room. After falling asleep, Lu Zuo still tossed and turned, and was awakened by nightmares several times. I finally waited until dawn, but I found that my body was getting colder. I thought I was suffering from a recurrence of my old illness. When I climbed out of bed, I heard the sound of rustling rain outside the window, and then a gust of cool wind flew in through the window, blowing Lu. Zuo's long hair was blowing. It seemed that autumn was really coming. After this rain, the weather was probably going to get cooler soon. Lu Zuo stood up, put on his coat, looked out the window, and couldn't help but admire, what an autumn rain! The raindrops rustled on the old locust tree. The yard was already wet. The cool breeze blew through, but it seemed a bit desolate. Lu Zuo couldn't help but shudder. It was not winter yet. I feel so cold, and it seems that my body is really getting worse day by day.
Lu Zuo stretched out his hand to close the window, and the room became much cleaner instantly. When he turned around and was about to go to bed to continue sleeping, he looked up and saw a bottle of osmanthus wine on the Duobao Pavilion beside the bed. He suddenly thought of his brother Lu Renxiang who was far away in Suzhou. The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching. Is my brother thinking about me in a foreign country? It seems that this year's Mid-Autumn Festival will not be able to reunite with my brother for the time being. After waiting for a while, I must find a way to transfer my brother back from Suzhou. While Lu Zuo was thinking about it, he unconsciously walked to Duobao Pavilion. The more he thought about it, the tears in his eyes began to well up unconsciously. So he stretched out his trembling right hand and took off the wine. The aroma of the wine instantly hit his nostrils. Refreshing the heart and lungs. Lu Zuo smiled coldly, "I can't sleep anyway, so why not drink two drinks before going to sleep."
Although there is no appetizer, fortunately the osmanthus wine is fragrant and delicious, so I can drink it dry. It's a pity that there is no one around me who can talk about wine happily. No, it should be lonely. Lu Zuo drank half a bottle of wine, but his whole body was not burning as usual. Instead, he felt cold and could not help but shiver. So Lu Zuo stood up and took off the clothes from the hanger and put them on, walked to the window, pushed his hand to open the window, a cool breeze blew in his face, and the fragrance of osmanthus in the courtyard also penetrated his heart and spleen. Looking at the bright sky outside, the wind blew Blowing, Lu Zuo was so drunk that he suddenly came up with a poem called "Tao Lian Zi Ling" on a whim. So he walked to the desk and wrote out the poem he just thought of using the pen and paper on the desk. , the handwriting said: "The courtyard is silent, the alley is empty, the residual wind blows and the osmanthus knocks on the door. The flowers are reflected in the sparse shadows at dawn, and I pour the thin wine alone until dawn."
Watching the cool breeze slowly blowing up the corner of the paper, Lu Zuo used a brush to secure the paper. At this scene, his heart couldn't help but feel sad, thinking of the hatred he had carried for more than ten years, the three-year deadline, and his respect for An Jing. Ruo's promise, two lines of tears couldn't help but streak across his face.
"Master, what are you doing?"
Yin Ji's lazy call came from behind. Lu Zuo quickly wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes with the corner of his sleeve, and quickly responded as if nothing had happened: "It's nothing, I just woke up early." Then he turned around and looked at the sleepy eyes. Yin Ji smiled and said, "Go and wash up quickly, we have to go out soon!"
"Get out? Where?"
