Noble son of the poor family (71)

The young man moved obviously faster, and took the first step in front of the fourth master, and knelt on his knees, "Fourth master......"

The fourth master smiled, "Get up." "The one kneeling on the ground is the young man who confronted Yin Jiu yesterday. He patted the boy on the shoulder, "I have an injury, so I won't help you." You get up on your own. ”

As he spoke, he bowed his hand to Mr. Aota, "Mr. Aota, I have admired the name for a long time." ”

The one who was called 'Mr. Aota' was none other than the middle-aged scribe.

I saw him wave his hand again and again, "Grandpa Guo is really polite, little cheap name, don't mention it!

The look on the fourth master's face did not change, and he smiled and invited the two of them in.

Fang Changqing was just about to follow up, but was stopped by Mr. Futian, who turned the corner, "...... Who went in?" he came late, and it was getting dark again, and he saw a back.

"Them?" Fang Changqing also shook his head, "Sir, I really don't know. Why don't you go in and listen to it?"

Mr. Fukuda was a little embarrassed, his identity was still different from Fang Changqing. He followed Yin Saburo to surrender, and in terms of trust, he still can't compare with the fourth master's descendants.

Before he could reply, Wu Chunlai came out, he bowed his body, and urged with a smile: "Why haven't the two gentlemen gone in, the fourth master is waiting for the two?"

Fang Changqing only nodded slightly, but Mr. Fukuda deliberately tidied up his clothes. Then he walked in.

Wu Chunlai smiled in his heart, just like the fourth master said, this Mr. Futian has the ability, but he is a little slippery, and his utilitarianism is too heavy.

When the fourth master saw the two of them coming in, he pointed to the chair on the side, "Let's find a place to sit by ourselves." ”

Seeing that Mr. Fukuda gave up his hand, and was just about to sit down, he raised his eyes and saw Mr. Aota, and the whole person was stunned, and then his face became strange. It took a long time before I sat down. But that sitting posture is not as calm as Fang Changqing, and it is not as wanton as Mr. Qingtian. It's just that the butt only takes up a third of the chair.

The fourth master glanced at the two of them quietly, "What's the matter?"

Mr. Qingtian's expression did not change, he only stood up and said, "Senior brother, I didn't expect you to be here?"

This 'senior brother' put the relationship between the two in a clear place.

Mr. Fukuda only bowed, but did not speak. There was a little reluctance on his face. It's a bit strange to call the fourth master.

Fang Changqing looked at the two of them and said loudly: "Aren't the two of you Mr. Baichuan's tall feet?"

Mr. Baichuan, this person's fourth master has heard Lu Heng mention it. I heard that it was peach and plum all over the world, but unfortunately he died of illness three years ago and had no chance to see it.

Mr. Fukuda nodded to Fang Changqing, and then bowed his hand to the fourth master, "Thank you for the fourth master's willingness to deign to call the next sir." Under Li Jishan, the word Futian. It's a gift to the fourth master. So saying, he knelt down and performed the courtesy of his master and servant.

The fourth master helped him up, "My own family, why bother to make a big gift." Sit down. As for what was the suspicion between the brothers, he didn't ask at all, as if he didn't see it.

Only then did the conversation turn to Mr. Aota and the boy.

The fourth master turned his head to look at the young man, and then looked at Mr. Qingtian, "The two of you came together, but you are afraid that you will also be old?"

"Boy He Mao, take the liberty to see you. He Mao glanced at Mr. Qingtian before explaining, "He Kun is my father." ”

He Kun?

Everyone couldn't help but look at He Mao. Isn't He Kun the governor who was killed by Zhao Hanshan?

He Mao sniffed, "I am the concubine of the family, and I was raised in the Grange since I was a child. The woman who was robbed by the □□ Yin Jiu was the daughter of my enlightenment teacher. As he spoke, his face flushed slightly. Everyone couldn't help but understand. Even if the children do not have a marriage contract on the surface, they already have a tacit understanding.

As he spoke, he looked at Mr. Qingtian, "Uncle Liu is my father's old friend......

"Uncle Liu?" Fang Changqing was stunned and said, "Aren't you the amazing champion Liu Shuquan back then?"

Mr. Aota took over the conversation, "Ashamed! Ashamed! Twenty years have passed, but I didn't expect anyone to remember." He waved his hand, and said with a look of reluctance to mention it: "Grandpa Guo, Lord He Kunhe, you can't have a relationship with you, he was harmed by others, and it is also called a broken heart and gall in the bottom." This time, it is also the only blood left for friends. He pointed at He Mao, "This child, the old man originally planned to stay by his side to teach, but who knew that he was unwilling to ......"

"Uncle Liu, I want revenge!" He Mao said, his eyes turned red. As he spoke, he turned his head to look at the fourth master, "Fourth master, please accept me, don't set foot in the northwest, don't kill Zhao Hanshan, the kid is a son of man in vain." ”

Looking at his clenched fists, the fourth master smiled, "Revenge? What ability do you have to take revenge?"

He Mao's face suddenly lit up, "The kid has been studying art in Zhongnan Mountain for twelve years......"

The fourth master turned his head to Wu Chunlai and said, "Go and take him to find the iron head, see how many rounds you can take?"

Wu Chunlai hurriedly responded with a smile, then looked at He Mao and urged with his eyes.

He Mao looked at Mr. Qingtian, "Uncle Liu......"

"Let's go!" Mr. Qingtian waved his hand, "You have to let the fourth master know your ability." "It's a bit of a soothing.

When He Mao, who was not convinced, followed Wu Chunlai out of the door, the fourth master looked at Mr. Qingtian, "Mr. came here this time, it is definitely not just for the sake of orphans." ”

Mr. Qingtian got up and solemnly saluted the fourth master, "I came here this time to tell Grandpa Guo that Zhao Hanshan seems to be self-reliant, but in fact, there is King Zhao standing behind him." And King Zhao and the Hu people outside the gate have more and more frequent contacts. The old man is worried that King Zhao will use the hands of Hu Ren and Zhao Hanshan to suddenly attack!"

After saying this, the fourth master frowned, and Fang Qingshan's face turned even paler.

"Is this serious?" Fang Qingshan couldn't help but stabilize Mr. Qingtian.

"Lord He was killed when he found out about Zhao Hanshan's collusion with the Hu people. Mr. Qingtian sighed, "This matter is ten out of ten, and the old man will never dare to say anything." ”

Mr. Fukuda answered: "Although Zhao Hanshan was King Zhao's person before, but now? Zhao Hanshan has established himself as the King of Han, and he has hundreds of thousands of horses in his hands, and he is still willing to be used by King Zhao? Not necessarily. ”

Mr. Qingtian was not moved at all by the demolition of his senior brother, and only explained: "Zhao Hanshan, who was born in a reckless background, was once a prisoner who was sentenced to behead in the prison, and it was King Zhao who rescued him and sent him to the army. It is not an exaggeration to say that he crawled out of the pile of dead people. There is a free air of gangsterism and foolishness in this man. ”

The fourth master's focus is not on this, the situation has been formed, and who Zhao Hanshan is loyal to is not the key to the problem.

He came back to his senses and bowed his hand to Mr. Qingtian, "Thank you Mr. for warning me today." ”

Mr. Qingtian waved his hand, "The old man is not used to officialdom, and he has traveled all over the country over the years. Thanks to the fact that I have a lot of friends and a lot of old friends, I can always know something that others don't know. ”

This is humble. Such a thing is so secretive, without careful analysis, such a result cannot be obtained.

"In my opinion, what should I do?" the fourth master leaned forward, as if he was very interested in Mr. Qingtian.

Mr. Fukuda answered: "The fourth master doesn't know, my junior brother, last year, with the help of Lord He, gave a note to the imperial court, stating the ten evils of the division of various places, especially the newly expanded new army. It is said that the piece was intercepted by Feng Haizhi and others before it was handed to the emperor. If it is really handed over, presumably the appearance of the court should be new. ”

That's a bit of an ulterior motive. This is obviously to give Mr. Qingtian eye medicine in front of the fourth master's eyes.

When it comes to the expanded new army, now we can only talk about the fourth master. Only the fourth master was the one who absorbed the rebels from all over the country.

Fang Changqing laughed in his heart, no wonder the fourth master always said that there are many problems with literati, and now this one is not. I was afraid that the fourth master would take a fancy to Mr. Qingtian about this, so he planted a thorn in the fourth master's heart in advance.

But is the fourth master such a person?

His eyelids drooped, and his face became more and more impassive.

The fourth master is used to seeing this kind of biting of the courtiers. The people who followed me before were all cronies. The composition of the personnel is single, and of course there will be no such mutual tilting. But now it's different, and it's inevitable.

But in a way, it's also a good thing.

Excessive expansion of either side's forces is not a good thing.

His hand tapped on the table, as if he didn't understand Mr. Fukuda's words, but looked at Mr. Aoda with burning eyes, "It's really me who is lonely and unheard." I'd love to hear what the ten evils of our new army are?"

Mr. Qingtian glanced at Mr. Fukuda and laughed twice, "Actually, the imperial court's armament has been lax in recent years, and these ten evils are said to be scolding the rogue new army, but in fact, it is not scolding the imperial court." Otherwise, why would Feng Hai press the fold and not dare to hand it up!"

The fourth master waved his hand, "Sir, you don't need to worry about anything, but it's okay to say it." ”

Mr. Qingtian smiled shallowly, then got up, arched his hand to the fourth master, and took two steps in the hall.

"First, without going through Confucius and Mencius, blaspheming the way of the saints. ”

"Second, it corrupts the principles of heaven and humanity. ”

"Third, the attack is excessive, and it is like a rogue. ”

"Fourth, mutual suspicion and impermanence. ”

"Fifth, food and salary are not self-sufficient, and they do not know the art of war when they are in battle. ”

"Sixth, plundering □□ women's property, only knowing how to take it from the people, but not raising it from the people. ”

"Seventh, as a general, narrow-minded. ”

"Eighth, the soldiers lack training, and they are like group beatings when fighting. Gather when you win, and scatter birds and beasts when you lose. ”

“……”

The more Mr. Qingtian said, the more Fang Changqing wanted to laugh.

These problems, the fourth master really doesn't have many problems. On the contrary, it was Yin Saburo, who was assisted by Mr. Fukuda before...... It's all about that.

He didn't know what Mr. Aota's original ten evils were, but these ten evils were obviously summed up under emergency conditions.

This face is slapped, snapped......