Yang Kaifeng said lightly: "The meaning of collusion means that the jade tree is in the wind. ”

Xiong Tuwei suddenly realized and nodded, it turned out that this was the meaning, and when he turned his head, he saw Chen Daikun, the left vanguard, and Zeng Xiangcai, the general of the chariot cavalry, snickered, and glared at the big eyes like a gong: "Lao Chen, Lao Zeng, what are you laughing at, I haven't read a book, and no one is allowed to humbly ask for advice?!"

"Okay, okay, of course, General Xiong is very knowledgeable, who dares to stop General Xiong from studying, it is impatient!" Chen Daikun said with a smile.

"Hmph, Lao Chen, you are really not a thing, Lao Xiong, I can hear the irony in your tone, do you dare to go out together to compare?!" Xiong Tuwei gestured at Chen Daikun with a fist as big as a casserole.

"Don't dare, I don't dare to compete with General Xiong, who is in cahoots. Chen Daikun recognized the bear.

Xiong Tuwei was complacent, and today he learned a new word, and it is also extremely appropriate to use it on himself, squinting at Li Yuanhao, who was sitting on the couch and gobbling up, the fiery general touched his wrist: "Lao Yang, I will verify something for you, our Majesty is so handsome, and he looks like a woman, and he is so weak that he can be blown down by a gust of wind, is it really Your Majesty who slaughtered the Tantai State and the Kongdao Buddha?"

Yang Kaifeng opened his mouth and said: "The death of the Tangtai Domain, Your Majesty may have taken advantage of the right time and place, there are luck and tricks, and the calculation before and after the event is fifty percent sure, but the killing of the Confucius Buddha is a genuine hard encounter, although it is not at the scene, but from the perspective of the three days of fierce fighting, the battle on the river, Your Majesty is really talented." Confucius Buddha said that the muscles and bones are the strongest in the world, not for no reason, the longer the time, the more beneficial it is to him, three days have not taken His Majesty's life, but was blown up by His Majesty, gouging out his eyes, it can be seen that His Majesty is very strong. ”

Xiong Tuwei glanced at Li Yuanhao a few more times, but he still couldn't see His Majesty's unparalleled cultivation and domineering, but felt that His Majesty's wife was too weak and a little talkative.

On the couch, if there is no one to chat with Li Yuanhao and Hong Longjia, it is not a military matter, and it has nothing to do with Jiangshan Sheji, it is all a short matter in the family, Chen Guzi in the Forbidden City is rotten sesame, such as the ugly affairs of the four auxiliary ministers, Sun Shilang married a few aunts, and the open and secret battle between Su Suo's two concubines.

His Majesty the Emperor has no resistance to this kind of topic at all, she dances and foams at the mouth, occasionally mentioning some secret things, she subconsciously lowers her voice, and says awkwardly: "Uncle Hong, Huang Hanting and Zhou Piaoxue have not yet married, and they are already that, tsk, if I hadn't made a match, Zhou Yunyi and Lord Zhou would have to say goodbye to the old man and return to his hometown, and swear not to step into Tai'an City again......"

Hong Longjia slapped his thigh: "Uncle Hong doesn't know how to evaluate this group of young people, he is too self-respecting and cherishes his reputation." ”

Li Yuanhao took a sip of tea, ate a sip of pastries, and shook his head: "Who said it wasn't." ”

Hong Longjia sighed: "This was something that Uncle Hong didn't dare to imagine in his time. ”

Li Yuanhao raised his eyebrows: "Uncle Hong, this is too full of words, the father and the queen mother ......"

Tang Emperor Li Mocun and Empress Ouyang Xiaolan met in Yuelu Academy, the Empress Dowager led troops to besiege Yuelu Academy, Li Mocun and Ouyang Xiaolan teamed up to give the Empress Dowager a surprise, Ouyang Xiaolan is pregnant, and she is not married.

Hong Longjia waved his hand: "That's different, your father and queen are in love with each other deeply, and they have no choice but to do it, Uncle Hong knows this thing best, it was Kong Weiting and Liu Baitong who made peace with it, it was raining heavily that day, and your father and mother were hiding from the rain in the pavilion......"

The general of the Zhenxi Army likes to chat with His Majesty the Emperor, not flattery, but really likes, he was born in a miscellaneous service, he taught himself to arrange troops, the art of war, and those habits developed from the streets and alleys are also carried with him, and those small habits make Li Yuanhao feel very kind.

The two chatted nonsense together, Hong Longjia reached out and scratched Li Yuanhao's nose: "Other things, Uncle Hong can accommodate you, spoil you, and let you do it according to your wishes, but there is one thing, Uncle Hong warns you, you must not do it again in the future." ”

Li Yuanhao touched the tip of his nose: "Uncle Hong, what's the matter?"

"Competing with others to determine life and death, you can't do it again in the future!" Hong Longjia's tone became stern, but he couldn't hide the care in his tone: "This kind of thing is naturally done by men, and a girl is not suitable to do it, whose life do you want in the future." Stretched out his finger and pointed at his own son, his face became serious: "Just let him do it." He turned his head to look at Li Yuanhao again, with a pleasant face: "You don't have to risk yourself, it's not worth it, it's not good if you get hurt." ”

Hong Xiguan's face was calm, and Li Yuanhao secretly smacked his tongue, the theory of Uncle Hong's boy beating him was really not casually said.

Unconsciously, the sky has been dark, the soldiers of the Zhenxi Army who have practiced for a day began to close the team, a group of bonfires were lit, the gang leader army became the most lively place, the soldiers lined up in a long line, sniffing their noses and smelling the aroma of rice, and songs were sung between different teams, a delicate Kunqu opera resounded through the barracks, like the flowing water of nine bends and eighteen bends, on the other side, a strong Hebei Bangzi exploded, and the smoke coming out of the chimney went straight to the sky, and the Kunqu opera was cut off, and the Kunqu opera was not to be outdone, and it rose to the top of the difficulty, and suddenly raised the octave, like the river flowing backwards, twisting and meandering。

Kunqu opera and Hebei Bangzi compete for high and low, impassioned, dripping and happy, tactful and delicate, graceful and poignant, with a unique style.

Li Yuanhao, who has incomplete tones, is intoxicated, and she dreams of having such a good voice, but unfortunately she can only dream.

A group of scouts who came back from the outside parade were also like swallows returning to their nests, returning to the Zhenxi Army one after another, the national border of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Western Chu dogtooth interaction, the terrain was complex, and large-scale wars had never broken out, but small-scale encounters often occurred, and the main role of the scouts was to collect intelligence, report the military situation every day, and monitor the movements of the Western Chu army.

Hong Longjia stood up: "Yang Kaifeng, Zeng Xiangcai." ”

"The last general!" the two clenched their fists.

"You two will listen to the military reports collected by the scouts today. ”

"Yes!" Yang Kaifeng and Zeng Xiangcai were ordered out of the big tent of the Chinese army,

"You, too. Hong Longjia said coldly to Hong Xiguan.

The Northern Wei Fist God bowed his head: "Yes, General." Then he went out of the barracks.

Liu Qing leaned in front of Yu Qing: "This Vice Admiral Hong is the sound of General Hong's piano, why does it seem to have a grudge?"

Yu Qing did not answer Liu Qing's question, the relationship between this pair of father and son was famous in the Northern Wei Dynasty, no one could say clearly, who knew what had happened before.