After leaving Chengdu, not too far away, we arrived at Qishili Tomb Mountain in Shuzhou. Not only Chenjiaqiao, but also Li Zhiqiu's spiritual tablets are enshrined here.
Xiao Xiaoyao, who had just returned to Chengdu, burst into tears and finally regained his youthful nature.
"Xiaoyao, you will be the chief helmsman from now on. It's time to grow up." Xu Mu consoled him.
"Shu, King of Shu, although I am a chivalrous man, I am not old enough to be crowned. According to the rules of the helm, I need someone to hold my sword for me. I will hold my sword for another three years before I can perform the duties of the helmsman."
"Hold the sword?"
"I will take over the position of chief helmsman. In three years, I will be crowned."
To be honest, Xu Mu doesn't understand the Taoism in Xia'er. When Xiao Xiaoyao and Wei Diao competed for the helm before, with such a strict rule, they must have suffered a lot of losses.
"It's okay, little Xiaoyao from Shuzhou will become a hero in the world in three years." Xu Mu rubbed Li Xiaoyao's head and encouraged him.
Xiao Xiaoyao rubbed his eyes and nodded firmly.
The head of Wei Diao must have been rotten in the wooden box for a long time. But no one cared, most of the faces showed expressions of worship.
"Si Hu, take the heads of Zhang Shun and Tong Du to pay homage to Mr. Chen." Xu Mu said in a heavy tone. One day, no matter how many kingdoms he conquers, the people who have passed away will never come back.
In front of the tomb, an old Confucian was proclaiming the salute, with his hands raised to the sky and a cry of sorrow in his voice.
"There are no words in the green mountains, but there are tears in the sky. In the past glorious years, old friends passed away for eternity, which separated life and death. It is sad and painful."
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"Drink a glass of road wine and bless me, Shuzhou, for thousands of years."
"Worship——"
Xu Mu's eyes were filled with sand and he toasted with two glasses of wine. Amid the whimpering around him, he suddenly turned around, faced the direction of Changyang City, raised his hands and bowed, and sprinkled the last cup of hot wine on the green mountains and the ferocious earth.
Sometimes, he always suspected that this time travel was like a dream. If he wakes up one day, he will still stay at the computer desk, working overtime to design drafts for Party A who likes bugs.
But this feeling of punching to the flesh and feeling like a knife piercing the heart cannot be faked.
"Congratulations!" Xu Mu looked up to the sky and shouted.
"Congratulations——"
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It will be three days before we return to Chengdu. The battle ceased, and Xu Mu took a rare breath. But that doesn't mean that everything will be easy after that.
Xu Mu knew very well that in the future, he would face more and more dangers.
"Hiss." Zhuge Lai took a sip of wine and grinned in comfort.
"In the past few days, Shuzhou has been saying that you, the King of Shu, have conquered another state. Your three fathers are all happy. But when you were younger than me, you were somewhat worse."
Holding the wine bowl, Xu Mu was too lazy to answer the question.
"What? Still not convinced?"
"My son, if you ignore him and win the battle, will the emperor reward you with any money?"
"Rewarded, eight large carriages." Xu Mu replied with a smile. Looking at the old scholar, he suddenly remembered something.
There was a general in Zhenzhou that he longed for. He was not liked by the family, but he was definitely qualified.
Li Poshan!
But the giant Buddha was still in the grassland, and he didn't know how to get it out. It is estimated that if he wants to fish for it, others may not be willing to enter Sichuan.
The good old man in front of me should be of some help.
"My son, open your mouth."
Xu Mu opened his mouth and asked the old scholar to feed him a peanut.
Next to him, Chen Datie was silent for a while, and finally took off his chopsticks, picked up a small half of the steamed cake, and stuffed it into Xu Mu's mouth. Zhuge Lai approached in surprise and was about to stuff a handful of peanut shells into the mess, but Xu Mu stared at him and had to retract his hand in dismay.
Xu Mu's face was speechless, and he swallowed the food in his mouth hard.
"Old cripple, do you know any great people?"
"Great talent? Really great talent? Didn't you accept a lot from Xia'er? Speaking of which, Li Zhiqiu died miserably. I'm quite optimistic about this young man, hey."
Li Zhiqiu died, Xu Mu still vaguely heard about it, and the lame man cried a lot.
"My son, do you want someone who can fight?"
"Pretty much, political talents are also acceptable."
"No." Zhuge Lai shook his head, "If you ask about the best Qing Guan in the world, I can tell you about it."
Xu Mu sighed with a look on his face.
Except for the original vote and the addition of Chao Yi and Xiao Xiaoyao, his team has not changed much. Since he is not favored by the aristocratic family, recruiting talents is a top priority.
"Boy, look at the people you have recruited, and you will know what kind of path you are going to take. Don't think about talents from aristocratic families. I heard that there is a general hall in Chengdu, which is not bad, but you have to teach It takes a long time to produce a group of people.”
Zhuge Lai paused and looked at Xu Mu with a smile.
"You have to know that no one in the thirty states in the world is willing to play with you. Unless one day you conquer half of the country and have the qualifications to start a new dynasty, those who originally didn't like you will act shy. , take the initiative to come close to you."
"But I guess you must be in trouble now. After all, judging from the path you are taking, the people you can meet are all heroes who started in the rough. Otherwise, you will be like the little strategist in the East, who will also be disliked by the family. Talent. But this kind of person is defiant and can be picked up by you, but there may not be another one."
"Senior Zhuge, let me pour wine for you. As you know, in the whole Shuzhou, I rarely pour wine for others." Xu Mu hurriedly smiled, picked up the wine pot, and helped Zhuge Fan pour a bowl of wine.
He just felt that Zhuge Fan in front of him seemed to have an idea.
"Call daddy." Zhuge Fan didn't take this trick, he picked his nose, raised his head and spoke.
"My son, you haven't called me daddy for a long time. It's best to kowtow again." The old scholar was nearby and also started to cheer.
"Call me daddy." Chen Datie put down his wine bowl and advised earnestly, "I've been feeling weak these past few days. I guess it's because I'm getting older and I can't help you anymore in the future -"
"Dad." Xu Mu gritted his teeth.
"Hey, what a big boy." The three old men smiled happily and stretched out their hands to smash Xu Mu's skull.
"Speak quickly." Xu Mu pushed the six hands away with difficulty, his voice bitter.
Zhuge Fan took a sip of wine and started to grin again. After a long time, he turned his head seriously and looked at Xu Mu.
"My son, have you ever thought about where the Xia'er Army's food, grass, and military pay come from?"
Xu Mu paused after hearing this.
Although they are called rebels, even if they save military pay, what about food and grass? It never comes out of nowhere. Xu Mu remembered that when there was insufficient food and grass in Muyun Prefecture, the traitor Wei Diao cut the people's rice and was scolded by Li Zhiqiu.
Furthermore, Xia'er's army is righteous and he will definitely not defraud the people.
"Senior, could it be that the dog-killing officer ransacked the house?"
"There are some of these, but they don't account for much. Besides, the idiot emperor moved to Cangzhou, and the rest of the place belongs to the king of the foreign state. Li Zhiqiu will not make enemies casually."
"What do you mean, senior?"
"There are people." Zhuge Lai smiled, "There are many people. I can only tell you that there are people who are supporting the Xia'er Army with food, grass and military pay. Of course, it will not be those big nobles. It is more likely that there are some who still have money. As a conscientious little rich man and a small landowner, a copper plate for you and a copper plate for me will slowly come into Li Zhiqiu's hands."
"Otherwise, do you think the heroes come to war just because they are hungry?"
Xu Mu was silent for a moment.
Li Rucheng once told him that in this world, if there are people who are whitewashing peace in the bright hall, there will be people who are upright in the darkness.
If you can't see clearly, you can't talk about good and evil.
