In the distance, the blood-colored sunset retro building walls, and in the near distance, the long alleys and black umbrellas. Walking through it is the freehand and lazy nature of people coming and going.

Dongluo pulled out the few peanuts left in the dish in the corner, and listened silently, he didn't care who the big man of the Chen clan was today, and what he was doing here. As for Yi Tianji, the Great Zhou National Teacher, he didn't have the slightest impression. All he really cared about was the Han Palace, which looked clear in the sunset......

"In just a hundred years, I didn't expect that the Chen clan has become so strong that even the famous teacher of a country will come to visit the house in person. An old man drank all the wine in the cup that was not too good, and sighed with that spicy sigh: "In the final analysis, the Chen family can get today's status by relying on the King of Han alone! ”

"It stands to reason that this matter should be a family affair of the Han Wang's family, and it should not be something that we can discuss casually as small people in the market. But sometimes when I think about the things in this world, it's really not a good taste to think about, no one in Luoyang knew at that time, the eight kings of Da Zhou, the status is equivalent, how noble. The three princes and nine kings, who in the Shi family did not make friends with the king of Han, but when His Majesty issued an order to send the king of Han, no one stood up to say a word for the king of Han, even a word. ”

The hearts of the people in the world are thin and cold, and it is nothing more than that! Not to mention the ups and downs of officialdom, how many incense and human favors can make people fall in love with and never forget!

The old man put down his wine glass, subconsciously looked around the restaurant, looked at the street outside the door, and said in a low voice: "Have you heard of Taifu Fan Zeng......? Hey, they are defending the country for the Han king, and in the country established by the Han king, they are at ease!"

"There is also the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites back then, the King of Han was exiled for 3,000 miles, and most of his credit is also due to this! Today's Shangshu Zhao Liren of the Criminal Department was just a Confucius of the Hanlin Academy, and the King of Han once looked down on him, with how good the relationship between the King of Han was, but on the day the King of Han was assigned, he did not see him say a word for the King of Han......

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A middle-aged man frowned and said, "Old Li, the situation of this Han King is indeed embarrassing. It's just that what happened 70 years ago caused the Han Wangfu to have what it is like today. Let me wait and hear about it, so that we may know what is hidden in the history books. How about I paid for your drinks today, plus a plate of beef in sauce?"

I don't know if it's the attraction of the sauced beef, or the compliments of the four of them one after another, or a few pots of wheat wine into the stomach, which brought up the courage of Lao Litou, and some things that he usually dare not say and can't say are said in this half-drunk and half-sober and slightly drunk.

"It's a pity to talk about this Han King! In the far north, the people are fierce. It's not as graceful and generous as the South. The Han king established a country in such a fierce place, and the difficulties can be imagined. But how can the external difficulties withstand the knife in the back!"

Lao Li took a sip of wine, took a piece of sauce beef and chewed it in his mouth, and said vaguely: "At that time, the King of Han resisted the Sixteen Nations Alliance, including Yang Jian and Yang State, with the strength of Chen State, and was undefeated, and opened the South Gate of Chen State and Zhennanguan, and the Sixteen Nations Alliance Army was stunned and did not dare to take a step, what a heroic spirit it was, what a high spirit. ”

The more Lao Li Tou talked, the more excited he became, and he couldn't help but learn from the storyteller in the big restaurant with the strength of the wine, and slapped the table with a loud bang, which shook the whole table, and the four seats were quiet, and the chopsticks and dishes trembled up and down.

However, Mr. Storyteller's surprise shot won the applause of the whole house, and one applauded. And Lao Li Tou! is full of ...... Drinking and scolding, as for the scolding, some were scared out of their wine glasses, and some were scared and fell under the table.

Lao Li Tou knew that he was out of shape, scratched his head, confessed his guilt, and said curtly: "The King of Han has gone through dozens of hundreds of wars, and he will win and conquer, and he has not tasted defeat. It's a pity! It's a pity that this white-eyed wolf-like Chen clan is not angry! There are strong enemies outside, and the Chen clan in Luoyang City colludes with the Yang clan to plot a poisonous plot to kill the Han king, and they almost succeeded, if it weren't for the Han king's brother......

A light sigh interrupted Lao Li's intermittent conversation after drinking, and the old shopkeeper of the tavern took a bowl of decanting soup and put it on Lao Li's table and said, "Lao Li, why are you drinking high again! ”

Lao Li Tou glanced up at the neighbor who had lived together for decades, and waved his hand with drunken eyes: "I'm not drunk, and I don't talk nonsense, who in the older generation of Luoyang City doesn't know about King Han, I'm just not worth it for King Han, born in such a family......"

"In the Great Zhou, there are no fewer people killed by nonsense than on the battlefield. The old shopkeeper interrupted Lao Li, shook his head and said: "Sometimes we all know what's going on, but we can't say it, because if we say it, we will die, so when we have to say it, then we will keep talking nonsense." ”

After saying this, the old shopkeeper began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks on Lao Li's table, and said to the few people in the tavern: "I'm sorry everyone, the tavern closed early today." Please also move, and you will come tomorrow to give you a pot of good wine. ”

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Out of the tavern, Dongluo always felt that the wind on the street was a little cold, he never thought about it, and never knew that the old man who wore a sheepskin jacket, wore a military uniform, went to the battlefield, and entered the study, could be polite, or violent and murderous, competed for such a prominent identity.

All along, he felt that his father, like himself, was a poor man who knew his home but couldn't go back. But only now did he understand that some things were not so simple.

Dongluo smiled bitterly, looked up at the sky full of stars, opened his eyes and tried hard to find the blue planet that may not exist, but after looking for a long time, some were just unknown stars twinkling inadvertently.

Perhaps it was because he had been watching for a long time, and his eyes were tired and a little sour, so he had to withdraw his gaze and begin to look at the dimly lit streets.

At this time, a young man came over with two jugs of wine. This man is very burly, but his appearance is very ordinary, the most obvious feature is black, the black face seems to have been used for many years, if it were not for the lights on the street, I am afraid that it would be difficult for pedestrians on the road to find his existence.

Da Hei probably rarely saw someone darker than his own hair, and he couldn't help but look at it twice, until he staggered with it, and Da Hei let down his vigilance.

The black-faced man didn't come at them, nor did he make eye contact with them, but just carried two jugs of wine and staggered along.

When the black-faced man walked over, Dongluo didn't recognize him, and when Bi Jing met in Yunzhong County a few years ago, they were still children. One is the son of Zhang Tuling, the defender of Yunzhong County, and the other is the son of Chen Baxian, the defender of Weicheng. Now that so many years have passed, Dongluo has become a teenager, and the other party has become much calmer.

"It seems that the mix has been good over the years!" Dongluo said with a smile on his face.

Da Hei was walking slowly along the street, with a puzzled look on his face, wondering why the young master suddenly stopped, and suddenly heard Dongluo's question, and reacted that he should be asking the black-faced man who had just walked over, and his head couldn't help but turn back.

The black-faced man's shoulders twitched slightly, as if he was also holding back a smile, and said, "Why is it not as good as you! I thought that my old man had already experienced enough harm to be a soldier in the military department." I didn't expect that you lack morality, Jingran is the son of the king of Han. You deliberately asked me to help you find out the grievances between Uncle Chen and the Chen family......! Next to you is the big black you said, why doesn't it seem to know me?"

"Five years ago, I went to Yunzhong County, and it didn't go. It hasn't even seen you, how can it know you. Dongluo said angrily: "Hurry up and get down to business, I'll ask you to help me check the grievances between my father and the Chen family, how is the investigation?"

The black-faced man replied: "Damn, you must invite me to a drink, I don't know if I don't check this, I was shocked when I checked it, and found out that Uncle Chen is the king of Han, not to mention, but also found out a big thing." I secretly went to the criminal department's file library to check it for a few nights. ”

Dongluo asked suspiciously, "What's the big deal?"

The black-faced man took a deep breath and said, "It's been a long time, if you don't hug me, forget it, don't look back at me, make us meet with the enemy country." In vain, I stole two jugs of my father's treasured wine to meet you. ”

"Hahaha, do you dare to steal your father's wine now? I remember that you didn't dare to ask you to go out secretly to play, and I was asked to intercede with you. If Uncle Zhang hadn't given me some thin noodles, you wouldn't have been in the study every day when you were a child!" Dongluo looked back at the black-faced man, as if he remembered something extremely interesting, and couldn't help but smile anymore.

The black-faced man looked at Dongluo seriously and said disdainfully: "I used to think that you lacked virtue, but now I find out that you are still shameless, is my old man giving you face? That is to give your father King Han face." But don't say it, it's not just wine now, but even my old man's private money I take out from time to time to spend it. ”

As the distance between the two got closer and closer, Dongluo finally saw the face of the black-faced man in front of him, and couldn't help laughing anymore: "Zhang Baigui, you are really black." ”

Reluctantly, Dongluo opened his arms and hugged each other in the dark corner of a street that was indistinguishable from many streets in Luoyangkan District.

The black-faced man's name is Zhang Baigui, the son of Zhang Turing, the former commander of Yunzhong County.

"Now, my old man won't let me stay in the study, he said that if he has read enough books, he will go out for a walk and see the world, some things cannot be learned from books, only by personal experience, will he understand and understand. Even if you want to be a gentleman, it's fine. What is this called...... Red dust training heart. What truth is in the book, but being a person is outside the book. ”

"No matter what, when we get together, we should take advantage of a hangover to talk about the bitter changes in the past few years. ”