Chapter 4 Social Rat (Seven Parts)

"Then the junior went down to pack his things. The fourth uncle should also rest early. There are some things that you don't really need to take to heart. The Great Cannibal Soldiers and Horses have been crippled by us. Even if they were given a few more months to recuperate, it would be just a matter of survival! Seeing that Feng Changqing had never been able to lift any spirits, Wang Xun felt a little worried. I've known each other for so long, and this tall figure, but his shoulders are as strong as mountain rocks, always giving him a sense of upright and reliable. It was as if the sky was falling, and this person could hold it up with his backbone. Today, however, this feeling of calm and heaviness has suddenly disappeared, and what remains is a kind of weakness and decadence that cannot be driven away.

"Don't rush to leave. The old man still has something to explain to you! Feng Changqing's tone suddenly became a little eager, he raised his body forward slightly, and then quickly sat back.

"Fourth uncle, please speak!" Wang Xun took another half step forward, narrowed the distance between the two of them, and asked with a smile.

"Hmm!" Feng Changqing groaned in a low voice, and then gently squeezed his forehead with his hand. It's as if you have a lot to say and suddenly forget where to start. After thinking for a while, he smiled and said in a low voice, "Actually, there is nothing to say." It's all something that catches the wind. You haven't eaten dinner yet, have you? How about staying and having a drink with my old man? ”

"The younger generation can't ask for it!" Wang Xun was stunned, and his young face was immediately filled with happy smiles. It's not because he feels how honored he is to eat with Feng Changqing, but since he arrived in Anxi, he and Feng Changqing have had an extra relationship between his boss and subordinates. Although they never deliberately avoided each other, they didn't have too many opportunities to get in touch. Not to mention, just like when I was in Chang'an, I was taught by the old man alone!

Seeing the unadorned joy on Wang Xun's face, Feng Changqing's face also lit up, smiled, and counted in a low voice, "Isn't it just a few glasses of wine?" The army doesn't prohibit you from drinking, just have moderation. ”

"Isn't this about to be separated from the fourth uncle?" Wang Xun scratched his neck and smiled to make excuses for himself.

"That's it!" Feng Changqing waved his hand slightly, and then turned his gaze to the door, "Someone, tell the kitchen, bake a roe deer, and bring the barrels of wine made by the Flynn people that the little Bolu lord gave to the old man!" The old man wants to catch up with his son and nephew today! Non-major military information, don't let people come in and disturb you! ”

"No!" The guards said yes and trotted to prepare. After a while, a huge silver plate was served with a whole steaming roasted roe deer.

The end of summer is not the season to eat barbecue, but the people in the army are not very particular about it. Moreover, in this remote place far from the Central Plains, not only are the dishes extremely scarce, but even the spices and condiments are very difficult to come by. Therefore, roasting local game over a local charcoal fire has become a delicious delicacy.

Someone brought the white jade glass cups offered by the countries of the Western Regions, and placed them on the low table in front of Wang Xun and Feng Changqing. Then lift a large wooden barrel and slowly fill the two glow-in-the-dark cups. The scarlet wine syrup was lined with cold white jade, and it immediately showed a bit of heat, as if two cups of flowing blood were slowly stirring in the uninhibited heart.

"It's done!" Feng Changqing himself first raised the luminous cup and took a sip.

"Good!" Knowing that the other party doesn't like people who are obsessed with small things, Wang Xun happily raised the wine cup in front of him, raised his head and drank it all.

"Good! Again! Feng Changqing cut a large piece of meat with a pocket knife and ate it, and then lifted the second glass of wine that the guards had just poured for him, and drank it again.

Wang Xun originally liked to drink a little, but at this moment, it was given by the elders, how could he not obey. also followed the example of Feng Changqing and raised the second glass of wine, and poured it down.

The wines made by the Flynn people are different from those of the Western Regions and the Central Plains, with a weak sweetness and a strong sour taste. When drunk with meat, it can greatly dissolve the greasy fat. In addition to being refreshing, it also leaves a bitterness between people's lips and teeth. This bitter and sweet taste, although not as cold as the Central Plains wine, hovers under the choking throat, above the belly, and does not dissipate for a long time. It's as if a fire has been lit inside, and all the men's pride is to be burned, burned to ashes, and then turned into grains of glass and sprinkled into the desolate Hanhai in the Western Regions.

The uncle and nephew took a sip of wine and a mouthful of meat, and soon drank a dazzling ear. When the flames in his stomach were almost burned, Feng Changqing grabbed the wet cloth handed over by his entourage, rubbed it a few times, and then asked with a little drunkenness: "To be honest, do you kid think that the fourth uncle can't protect you anymore?" ”

Wang Xun had already answered the same question once before. Of course, he couldn't go back on his word at this moment, so he quickly put down the wine cup in his hand and explained with a smile: "How can it? It was the fourth uncle who thought crookedly. The surnamed Bian doesn't have a single soldier in his hands, and I'm still worried that the fourth uncle won't be able to deal with him?! It's just that I am unwilling to let the fake Great Food Messenger take advantage of our Anxi Army like this. At the same time, I want to go out and see the world by myself! ”

Feng Changqing just smiled bitterly, did not debunk Wang Xun, and did not express his belief. When the latter finished speaking, he shook his head and sighed: "Actually, you left right. If you stay in the army, it will be really difficult for the old man to protect you! ”

"Fourth uncle!" Wang Xun was stunned, he didn't expect that his few words of truth would make Feng Changqing suffer such a heavy blow. "The fourth uncle scared me again. This Anxi Army, isn't it your old one-third of an acre? No matter how scheming the surname Bian is, it is just a trick that can't be put on the table. It's really making you anxious, just slap the table, and I'm sure to scare him out of the way! ”

"Hahaha, hahaha, hahaha!" Feng Changqing laughed loudly. I don't know if it's because of Wang Xun's words to feel happy, or because I feel lost. "Old man, old man, I can't imagine that the old man is really so capable in your eyes! Old man, old man......"

He suddenly began to cough loudly again, and his cronies hurriedly went up to help smooth his breath, but he directly staggered with his hand, "Go away and stay on the side, the old man is not yet ready to die." Come, drink, drink, let's have another drink! ”

Someone desperately glanced at Wang Xun and signaled him not to take over Changqing's stubble. However, Feng Changqing didn't care whether Wang Xun was willing to accompany him or not, and soon he had another cup of stomach. After drinking the wine, his coughing stopped. He breathed a long sigh of relief and ordered loudly, "Pour the wine, or get out, and the old man will pour it for himself!" ”

The cronies on the left and right didn't dare to disobey, so they had to pour him another half a cup in vain. Feng Changqing held the luminous cup in his hand and played with it, while chanting in a low voice, "Grape wine luminous cup, if you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately." Mingyun, do you know what the next two sentences are? ”

This Liangzhou word is one of the few famous poems that Wang Xun can recite. Hurriedly cleared his throat and responded loudly: "Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled, a few people came back to fight in ancient times!" ”

"yes!" Feng Changqing sighed in a low voice, "Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people have come back to fight in ancient times?" Do you know that the famous generals of ancient times, whether they really died more on the battlefield or more at the hands of villains? ”

"This ....." Wang Xun was completely asked. The knowledge in his stomach was limited, and Feng Changqing's questions were too abrupt and profound, so that he didn't even have the ability to piece together the answers. After thinking about it for a while, he figured out what the other party meant, and explained with a smile: "There must be a lot of rich and old." Why should the fourth uncle be more serious with a villain? If you get tired of him, find a way to get him out of Anxi. The nephew didn't believe it. The imperial court will offend your old man for the sake of a mere eunuch! ”

"It's not just to drive him away, even if he disappears quietly, it's easy for the old man!" Feng Changqing's voice suddenly became gloomy, like a piece of ice in his throat. However, almost instantly, the ice melted without a trace, replaced by a strong smell of alcohol, "But what can you do to get rid of him?" The court changed the old man to a prison army, and he would be a eunuch, and he would be a sworn friend with Gao Lishi. Unless the old man really wants to support his own troops. Hehe, it's really self-respecting, but no one dares to be a prison army! ”

This is a bit too direct. Fortunately, there are all his trusted relatives nearby, and no one will spread the word to the outside world. Rao is like this, Wang Xun still pinched a handful of sweat for Feng Changqing, smiled, and tried his best to change the topic to a happy place, "The fourth uncle is serious. Although the situation of the younger generations is very ordinary. But at this moment, our Datang is in its heyday, and its national strength is in full swing. There are veterans like you sitting in all directions, who eat lard and are blinded by their hearts, so they dare to support the army and respect themselves. If you are always troublesome, you will be as cold as before. However, someone asked me to suggest to you that many veterans in the Anxi army have worked hard over the years, and they should also return to their hometowns and return to Chang'an to enjoy the blessings! ”

The second half of the sentence was what he really wanted to attract Feng Changqing's attention. As long as all the minions of Bian Lingcheng in the army are promoted and transferred, he will not worry about deliberately elbowing him in the future. However, Feng Changqing, who has always reacted quickly, didn't grasp the point at all. Ignoring Wang Xun's ideas, he just raised his head with a sneer and asked in a low voice, "What you said is the truth, do you really think that it is still a prosperous age?" ”

"This ....." During a meal, Wang Xun was asked for the second time. After thinking about it carefully, he responded very seriously, "Although the personal experience of the younger generation is a little unlucky. But at the moment, our Datang is indeed a prosperous age! Not only the people in Chang'an said this, but even the Sogdians, Loulan, and Tuqishi people I met in the Western Regions were so complimentary! ”

"Hahahaha!" Feng Changqing slapped the table with his hand, smiling with tears on his face. "That's not bad if you think so. But have you ever heard of the prosperous era when the people below are about to lose their food? Have you ever heard of the prosperous world when you were beaten to the ground but couldn't even return your hand? Prosperous, prosperous, if this is the case, then what is the rule of mediocrity? ”