The place that can't be reached is called the distance, and the world that can't be returned is called the hometown.

In fact, it doesn't matter where you are, what matters is the mood, whether you are poor, rich, gained, lost, everything is fleeting, as long as you are in a good mood, everything is fine. This is Zhao Yi's little understanding, even if he was confused by a lightning bolt from the 21st century to the first year of Zhongping, which was nearly 2,000 years apart, he never cried or complained.

For him, there is nothing more true about life than enjoyment.

You don't have to run around for the trivialities of life, and you don't have to rush forward. Spend a little money every day, tea and wine, idle clouds and wild cranes, and marry a beautiful daughter-in-law, and you will be content in this life. The scornful word of eating and waiting for death is his biggest dream.

In this life, he is the second son of Zhao Yun, the right servant of Shangshu, and has the capital to achieve his dreams. Even if God played a joke with him and kicked him from Chang'an to Youzhou and became the head of a county, for him, it was just a change of place to squander his youth.

Some people may think that he has no heart and lungs, just like Cheng Yin, who has worked diligently in Fanyang County for most of his life.

Since the first day Zhao Yi came to Fanyang County to take office, he has not given Zhao Yi a good look. In his opinion, the children of high-level cadres like this who come to the grassroots level with a halo do not seek to make good governance, let alone for the country and the people, as long as they don't make any moths, they will already burn high incense.

But now the form is different, the Taiping Road has been revealed, and disasters are constantly occurring in various places, even Fanyang County is not immune. Those yellow turban thieves made trouble every three days, attacked every five days, and scolded outside the city all day long, and the whole city went up to him Zhao Yi and down to the common people, and the eighteen generations of their ancestors were greeted all over. But this guy can't hold on, and he still lives a peaceful life, which makes people panic, and it's only a matter of time before the city is broken and people die.

In order to reverse the overall situation, Cheng Yin would ask to see Zhao Yi at noon every day, and it was the same today, but he was stopped by the county lieutenant Li Si before he could enter the gate.

"Sir, don't embarrass me, the county order has an order, everyone can see it, but I can't see you, you also know this." At the mention of this stubble, Li Si couldn't help but shake his head and sigh: "To be honest, I am more anxious than you, every time I go back, one of the two hundred and six soldiers counts as one, and they all ask me when the war will start, what can I say?" Without the order of the county order, we dare not move even a single soldier. ”

Cheng Yin thought about giving a private order and going out of the city to meet the enemy. I even thought about banging my head on the wall, splashing blood five steps, and using my own blood to arouse his pity for the old and weak women and children in the city. But Zhao Yi's death order of 'forbidden to go out of the city to face the battle' is like a golden post on Wuzhi Mountain, and no one can pry it open.

"Gollum"

The door of the house was pulled open from the inside.

Cheng Yin was overjoyed in his heart, thinking that Zhao Yi was finally going to see him, and was just about to step inside, but several servants rushed out with a wooden cart first.

Two carts, loaded with all kinds of vegetables that can be seen in season, and half a fan of bloodshot pork. These things are the most scarce materials in the city now, not to mention the common people, even Li Si, who is the county lieutenant, can only secretly swallow and spit.

"What are you doing here?"

After serving the three county commanders, he was regarded as an old qualified male servant in the house, and he didn't dare to slack off in the face of Cheng Yin, so he hurriedly bowed his head and replied: "The master said, not only do you have to eat and drink well, but you can't treat the soldiers in the city badly, these are all for the soldiers, and the pot will be set up for a banquet at night." ”

Cheng Yin was stunned, and when he came back to his senses, the servant had already pushed the cart away. At the same time, there was a burst of unseemly laughter from the Inner House.

"Master, come after us, hehehe."

"Master, you are not allowed to peek! Yes! Dislike! ”

If these voices were in a peaceful and prosperous world, it would be fine, but at this moment, they are like a talisman that urges life, shocking Cheng Yin breathlessly, how stupid is this to do such a thing? After a short silence, Cheng Yin suddenly shouted with all his strength: "Ridiculous! Stupidity! Zhao Yi, the Yellow Turban thief is knocking on the gate every day, and the people of the whole city are in danger, and you still have the heart to be arrogant and lascivious, which is really an eye-opener for the old man! Zhao Yi, erector, animal ......"

Li Si'er on the side listened to the words more and more unpleasant, for fear that Cheng Yin would provoke Zhao Yi and cause death, so he quickly covered Cheng Yin's mouth.

After Cheng Yin scolded like this, the laughter in the courtyard stopped abruptly, and several young maids sat in the pavilion angrily, no longer interested in having fun, and their eyes were all focused on the man in the center of the pavilion.

"Master, look, I'm having a good time, and all my interest has been defeated by Cheng Yin's old bastard."

"That is, if you don't cure him, he won't take you seriously in the future."

Zhao Yi took off the ribbon tied around his eyes, ignored the swearing outside the mansion and the push in his ears, and waved his hand.

"Okay, that's all for today, you guys get busy."

"Master, are you really going to let that old thing do whatever it wants?"

gave birth to a round face, not a beautiful but by no means ugly little girl, puffing out her mouth and saying angrily.

Since Zhao Yi took office, she has been with her, and the relationship has grown by leaps and bounds, although she is a little maid, even the big housekeeper in the house does not dare to underestimate her. Even those servants who saw the sadness scolded her for being shameless behind their backs, she never cared. It is already very satisfying to be born in poverty to have a master who really cares about him, who is well fed, warmly dressed, and does not have to be beaten and scolded. As for why Cheng Yin scolded Zhao Yi, this is not what she cares about as a little woman.

But anyone who has a little temper will not allow others to insult themselves like this, let alone Zhao Yi, who has long been notorious. But what surprised the little maids was that Zhao Yi didn't care at all, and even gave them a blank look: "You know a hammer, hurry up and boil water, I have to take a bath twice at night." ”

The maids really didn't understand what Zhao Yi was thinking in his head, but they had no choice but to disperse. And Cheng Yin, who was outside the door, began to scold the street again, and the content was nothing more than 'Er's father, your mother' and the like.

Listening to the unbearable scolding, the corners of Zhao Yi's mouth rose slightly, revealing a relieved smile: "Okay, okay, with this kind of person by my side, I will be more comfortable to play in the future." ”

Cheng Yin, who was outside the door, scolded from noon to dusk, hoping to scold Zhao Yi, even if it was to take his life, but in the end he still underestimated the thickness of Zhao Yi's face, and had no choice but to leave in a huff.

Mrs. made a table of good dishes, but Cheng Yin tasted like chewing wax, and after eating a few bites, he couldn't swallow it anymore, and the more he knelt at the table, the more he pondered, the more sad he became. The sad thing is that he is a literati, and he has the courage to kill the enemy, but he does not have the strength to hold a knife. What is sad is that there is such a faint official in Fanyang County, and the day is not safe.

No way! I have to continue scolding, even if I can't change anything, at least I've worked hard!

made up his mind, Cheng Yin slammed the door and went straight to the county mansion. But when he arrived, he didn't see Li Si, who was like the door god, but only the big butler who was about his age and blind in his left eye was guarding the door.

Seeing the smile on the face of the chief butler, Cheng Yin was angry and said, "What are you laughing at?" Li Si is not here, you can't stop me! If you can't wake up that shaft, I'll wake him up today! ”

The butler had no intention of stopping him at all, and there was an unpredictable smile on his face.

"Lord County, you can save some saliva, the lord said, I didn't see you a few days ago, the time has not come, and now the time has come, he is waiting for you at the city gate to give you a gift."

Cheng Yin's brows tightened, the more he listened, the more wrong he became, he always felt that Zhao Yi was not at ease, maybe he was annoyed by his own scolding, and he was going to give himself a knife. No, Cheng Yin had already realized this, and it made no difference to him who died in whose hands, so he casually asked, "What gift?" ”

The butler was speechless: "You'll know when you arrive." ”

Fanyang County is not big in Youzhou, and it only takes about ten minutes to walk from the north of the city to the south of the city. From a distance, he saw a person standing on the tower of the city gate, and when he walked in, it was Zhao Yi.

The night breeze caressed, the streamers danced, and stood with their hands in their hands, quite imposing, very different from the gentleman in the past.

On the city wall, Cheng Yin wanted to call him by his name, but he felt inappropriate when he thought about it, so he had to use the honorific title with a clear conscience: "My lord, I heard that you want to give me a gift?" ”

Zhao Yi didn't answer, his eyes kept staring at the direction of the Yellow Turban Thief's camp, and the moonlight reflected sharp light in his eyes.

"There is Mr. Lao these days, not so much to give Mr. a gift, but to invite Mr. to witness the results of our joint efforts."

Cheng Yin thought about it for a long time and didn't understand what Zhao Yi meant, but looking at Zhao Yi's calm and steady gaze, he felt a little bit reliable in a trance.

People's temperament comes from the inside and can't be pretended.

Under Cheng Yin's gaze, Zhao Yi stretched out his hand and pointed to the direction where the Yellow Turban Thief was camping, and said softly: "The time has come." ”

Almost as soon as these words were spoken, a flash of fire rose into the sky, instantly illuminating the night, and the direction from which the light came was the camp of the Yellow Turban Thieves, and in an instant, angry slashing and heart-rending screams broke the silent night. Cheng Yin looked at everything in front of him in disbelief: "This ...... This...... What's going on? ”

Zhao Yi turned to look at Cheng Yin, revealing a faint smile of strategizing.

"What kind of person do you think I am, sir?"

The four eyes met, Cheng Yin couldn't see the slightest exaggeration, as if the person standing in front of him was not the nasty ruffian who teased the little maid all day long, and he was a little speechless for a while.

Cheng Yin didn't answer, and Zhao Yi didn't force it, and enjoyed the fireworks show in the distance with his hands behind his back.

"The most important thing in fighting a war is not whether the sword is unfavorable or whether there are many soldiers, but whether the eyes are bright enough. Since the Yellow Turban Party dared to attack Fanyang County, they naturally had their eyes and ears first, and the wind and grass in the city could not escape their eyes. Sir thinks I am cowardly, incompetent, arrogant and lascivious, and in the same way, the Yellow Turbans naturally think so. If you win, you will be full of ambition, and if you are full of ambition, you will be arrogant, and if you are arrogant, you will lose. I told the soldiers to recuperate, eat and drink, so that they could surprise the enemy camp tonight. I wonder if my husband is quite satisfied with my gift? ”

Hearing these words, and then looking at the firelight in the distance and the wail in his ears, Cheng Yin only felt a buzz in his brain.

He stared at the young man in front of him who did not match the inside and outside, and during the day he also heard that he and the little maids were not in a proper manner, but they had already won the battle after only a few hours, and they were going straight to Huanglong. This kind of ability to strategize, even those young generals in Chang'an, Kyoto, who are soaked in the shadow of swords and swords all day long, can't be compared, right? Could it be that he is old and dizzy, and mistakenly compares the beams to the beams?

The most unbelievable thing for Cheng Yin is that from the beginning, he was already calculated by Zhao Yi, and it was not until the last moment that he knew that he was a chess piece. Cheng Yin clenched his fists tightly, his old face was flushed, and in the end he just held back a sentence: "Adults can play a good game of chess." ”

Zhao Yi's eyes stared at the flames that were burning more and more fiercely, and said with a smile: "It's better to say that Mr. is promoting it for me." I'm afraid that my Zhao Yi's notoriety of extravagance and lasciviousness has already been blown out by the wind. ”

Cheng Yin chuckled in his heart, and he didn't know if Zhao Yi's words were a bright award or a sarcasm, so he could only say embarrassedly in the end: "Since my lord has such a plan, why didn't you tell me earlier." ”

Zhao Yi smiled slightly: "What you don't know is the most real." ”

What you don't know is the most real? Cheng Yin pondered this sentence repeatedly, and after a while, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he forcibly endured the excitement in his heart, folded his hands, and said respectfully: "My lord is full of strategy, and I am serving." I wonder what your plans are next? ”

As he spoke, the shouting of killing gradually weakened, Zhao Yi stretched his waist, turned around and walked towards the city: "The next thing is naturally to take a hot bath, sleep a beauty sleep, and welcome the arrival of a new day." ”