Zhao Bing took the wine glass and drank the Nu 'er Hong that was said to have been buried under the ground for more than ten years. He thought deeply and said, "This wine is not good to drink!"
Nalan Youci sighed, "The use of scholars is to drink, eat, read, write, and pass down all the 'interesting' things of the ancient people."
Zhao Bing asked, "What about people like me and Lame Xu?"
Nalan Youci smiled and said, "You guys, the only use of making the life of a scholar so comfortable is to prevent the scholar from getting carried away and forgetting his roots."
Zhao Bing reached out and picked up a piece of marinated beef on the side dish, chewed it slowly, and nodded after a long silence, "It tastes good!"
Nalan Youci said straightforwardly, "Don't pretend to know when you don't know. It's been almost thirty years, but you still can't change your habit of eating shit."
Zhao Bing didn't care and laughed, "I'm exposed by you again!"
Thinking back to that year, the two first met in the capital of Liyang. At that time, Liyang was still just a corner of the northern barbarian country, and Zhao Bing was just one of the many princes with low prestige.
At that time, there were four people present, and three of them were familiar with each other. Prince Zhao Bing, Surplus General Xu Xiao, Poor Scholar Li Yishan, and Nalan Youci.
Among the four, Nalan Youci, who was born in a rich family, was the most famous. Zhao Bing and Xu Xiao were far inferior. As for Li Yishan, he couldn't be compared with them.
At that gathering, after drinking too much, Zhao Bing stepped on the bench and laughed loudly, "If I knew that drinking is going to piss, I would have drunk piss at the beginning!"
Then Nalan Youci, who was as elegant as an immortal, sneered, "If I knew that eating is going to shit, why not eat shit at the beginning?"
Zhao Bing couldn't sit still and fell to the ground.
Zhao Bing only remembered that Xu Xiao gave a thumbs up to Nalan Youci at that time, and Li Yishan shook his head and didn't say anything.
At this time this year.
Two of the four people had died. Fortunately, the two people who were alive were not only alive, but they could also sit and drink together.
Zhao Bing looked at this strategist who was still as attractive as ever and said gently, "Sir, the greatest fortune of Zhao Bing's life is to have you by my side for thirty years."
This strategist of the Spring and Autumn Period had never married or had children.
No matter what Nalan Youci's original intention was, Zhao Bing, the King of Yan Chi, knew that if Mr. Nalan had a son, there would be many changes in the world in the future. Just like when Xu Xiao had the eldest son, there was immediately the White Clothes Case in the capital.
Zhao Bing might not be as ruthless as the old emperor, but he would definitely feel as if there was a fishbone stuck in his throat.
Zhao Bing also poured a cup of wine for Nalan Youci. "Lu Sheng Xiang has a young military general called Guo Dongfeng under his command. He is quite troublesome. Even Zhang Dingyuan and Gu Ying suffered losses. "
Nalan Youci smiled and said, "Only you, Zhao Bing, can have a great general, but Li Yang can't have a good general?"
Nanjiang Infantry Generals Zhang Dingyuan, Gu Ying, Yuanzhou General Ye Xiufeng, Hezhou General Liang Yue, and Wu Zhongxuan's subordinates Tang He and Li Chunyu were all capable generals.
Adding on Song Li, Yuan Tingshan, Qi Shence, and a large group of surrendered generals of the imperial court, as well as Dian Xiongnan, Wei Fucheng, and the others under the white-clothed soldier saint, it was definitely enough to take down that Great An City of Li Yang!
On the other hand, the young child Zhao Zhuan only had Lu Sheng Xiang, Tang Tieshuang, Xu Gong, Yang Huchen, and the others under his command.
Of course, there were other people in Great An City who knew how to manage and use troops, and there were definitely many of them. However, they might not have the chance to lead troops. For example, Changshan Commandery Prince Zhao Yang, Duke Yan Gao Shizhi, and Marquis Huaiyang Song Daoning.
Pursuing the world, the general situation was the most important!
Crossing the Guangling River in one go was the general situation. Roping in the King of Jing An, Zhao Xun, was the general situation. Successfully instigating Wu Zhongxuan was the general situation!
In reality, in this process, the King of Yan Chi, Zhao Bing, had not used up many soldiers. However, anyone with eyes would know that the general situation of the world was leaning towards him.
Of course, the true great battles and bitter battles still had to be fought. If one wanted to take over the world in the end, especially when it came to rebellion, there was no such thing as a one-time and permanent deal. Even after sitting on the dragon throne, it could be repeated for a dozen years.
However, Nalan Youci had already given a plan to deal with all of this. He might not have been able to take care of everything, but Zhao Bing was not as the outside world said. He was just a mediocre vassal king who was like a marionette. His title of vassal king was only less valuable than Xu Xiao's title!
To put it bluntly, if Zhao Bing could still lose after Mister Nalan had created this great situation, he might as well eat shit.
Zhao Bing suddenly lowered his voice and asked, "Are we really going to let Chen Zhibao lead an army of eighty thousand to attack Ji Zhou?"
After Chen Zhibao rushed to the Central Plains, he had a total of sixty thousand Western Shu soldiers. This time, Zhao Bing gave the white-clothed war saint twenty thousand elite cavalry, and it was a well-deserved twenty thousand elite cavalry.
Nalan Youci said calmly, "In this world, in this world, there is no place for him. There is not even a place for him to stand."
Zhao Bing frowned and said, "May I ask, sir, why do you think so?"
Nalan Youci did not answer the question, "What was the scene in the temple of Liyang before Zhang Julu died?"
Zhao Bing drank slowly and pondered carefully. Finally, he raised his head and laughed at himself, "I don't quite understand, but since you said so, I think so."
Nalan Youci sighed and said with a complicated expression, "Zhao Bing, there are so many heroes in the world, but why did you get the world in the end? There is a reason."
Zhao Bing grinned and asked, "Sir, are you praising me?"
Nalan Youci said angrily, "There is no wine."
Zhao Bing stood up and said softly, "Rest early, the situation is settled, sir, don't worry too much. This King will return to Great Peace City with you."
Nalan Youci nodded his head.
After the King of Yan walked out of the cabin, he said to the five beautiful maids outside the room, "Take good care of sir!"
Dongyue, Western Shu, Fengdu, Three Corpses, Cheng Lu.
The five maids accepted the order softly.
After Zhao Bing walked out a few steps, he turned his head and reminded a woman, "Cheng Lu, quickly go in and add a fur coat for sir!"
The maid smiled sweetly and quickly left to get the precious marten fur coat that the vassal king ordered someone to send over not long ago.
When Nalan Youci walked out of the room with a pot of wine, the maid Cheng Lu brought the marten fur coat. After putting it on, he walked to the deck of the ship with the five maids and walked to the railing at the bow of the ship.
Nalan Youci held the pot in front of him with one hand and one hand behind his back. He narrowed his eyes and muttered.
"A Zhang Julu, seeking his own death. Half a Gu Jiantang, desperate. "
"Next is Chen Zhibao, and finally you, Hsu Fengnian."
The maid who had been to Beiliang's North Rejecting City asked softly, "Sir, do you want to go to the northwest and see?"
Nalan Youci shook his head and said, "No need."
After a long silence, there was only the sound of the river.
He suddenly threw the wine pot in his hand into the Guangling River and then said, "Call Lin Hongyuan over from the Spring Snow Building."
About three hours later, Lin Hongyuan of the Southern Border Dragon Palace came to the ship.
Nalan Youci had already returned to the cabin. After Lin Hongyuan closed the door, he gestured for the woman to sit opposite him.
Lin Hongyuan sat upright.
Nalan Youci smiled, "Are you full of guilt for deceiving the person you love?"
Lin Hongyuan suddenly blushed and defended, "Sir, I don't like …"
Nalan Youci said softly, "Whether you like or not, you will know soon, but the feelings above like may not be known immediately. You are still young, and it may take many years to know. If you like someone else during this period, it's another story. "
Lin Hongyuan was at a loss of what to do, and his heart trembled with fear.
At the foot of Wudang Mountain, in the restaurant, the conspiracy that dragged many people into the water, the interlocking encounter and assassination, was from the layout of the Palace Master of the Dragon Palace. To be precise, it was Mr. Nalan sitting opposite her.
It was not only aimed at the young king but also at the young prince.
It was not to kill, but to destroy the heart.
Nalan Youci seemed a little tired and said in a low voice, "Lin Hongyuan, if there is a chance in the future, go and apologize to that person, not only for yourself, but also for me, Nalan Youci."
Nalan Youci repeated softly, "If there is a chance."
Lin Hongyuan left the ship in a daze.
Finally, Nalan Youci let the five maids walk into the room and smiled softly, "Don't think about the empress. After all, there is Zhang Gaoxia, but according to the law of Liyang, there are four imperial concubines in the harem. Among you, who doesn't want to be the imperial concubine, take a step forward."
Nalan Youci didn't ask who wanted to be the imperial concubine, but asked who didn't want to be the imperial concubine.
This was directly to the people's heart.
The five of them all took a step forward.
Almost at the same time.
Almost.
Only one person was a little slow.
Nalan Youci didn't point out anything. He just smiled and said, "Sir knows, you all go down."
Since the four silly girls were not willing to be the caged bird, then it was her.
However, Nalan Youci also knew that she wasn't the smartest among the five. She really wanted to be the imperial concubine. It was nothing more than that she was afraid that someone would unscrupulously settle accounts in the future after the death of her childless husband.
Prince Zhao Zhu and Emperor Zhao Zhu.
There would be two people.
This couldn't be blamed on Zhao Zhu. His Royal Highness's temperament was actually kind enough.
Even if Hsu Fengnian became the emperor, it was the same.
Nalan Youci lay on the table with sleepy eyes.
He felt a little distressed for her.
In the love between men and women in the world, after the love was deep, the one who lived longer would often be more painful.
Nalan Youci slowly closed his eyes and whispered a name.
Yishan.
The heroic women in the world only hated themselves for being a woman.
But I, Nalan Youci, only hated myself for being a man.
The word love, I don't know where it starts and where it rests. I don't know where it starts and where it ends. I don't know where it ends.
I don't know what you know. I don't know where to stop.
— —
The autumn wind was chilly.
In the northeast area of the rich Gangnam-do and the barren Lianhuai Road, more than a dozen horses stopped at a mountain top.
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