Chapter 211: The Old Drunkard Who Guards Calves
In the Lin'an Privy Council, the woman was dressed in colorful clothes, standing in the huge sand table of mountains and rivers in the Privy Council, silently looking at the military towns in the cool world, accompanied by Su Changjin, a member of the Privy Council.
This big guy from the Tongan Su clan was a little bleak a few days ago.
After the Tian ceremony, the empress of the weak family, the first step was to find a high-sounding reason, demoted the big man of the Tongan Su family, and let Zhao Lang serve as the Privy Councillor of Tongzhi, but Zhao Lang, as an overseer, was killed by the prince of the Yue family in Hejian Mansion, and there was no one in the Privy Council, so he had to continue to let Su Changjin take the top.
In addition to Su Changjin, there is also a signing of the Privy Council.
This bigwig, who started from the Hanmen and fought countless battles in his life, is an old minister of the two dynasties, with the title of General Huaihua of the Wusan Officer, with outstanding meritorious achievements and qualifications, but he is timid and afraid of things when he is old.
The last thing was not pleasing to both sides, and he was ostracized in the court, and later the empress ascended the throne, and needed his meritorious prestige to suppress the Privy Council, so Bao Qingchun served as a privy envoy for a long time, until he was replaced by Di Xianggong, he retired as a deputy to sign the Privy Council.
When Di Xianggong was his deputy, Bao Qingchun was convinced.
Except for these two people, there is no one in front of the mountains and rivers.
This is Da Liang's unique mountain and river sand table in the whole world, except for the three bigwigs of the Privy Council, only the empress can come in.
Jiang Zhaoyue and Liu Yin are both there, but they are not qualified to enter this hall.
The woman looked at the sand table, and many places on it were planted by Su Changjin with a small flag with the word "Yue" written on it, and the Zhenbei Army was now stationed in those places.
After pondering for a long time, he asked: "He rode south with 30,000 strong winds, followed by Huya Tieben, is it really the opposite?" ”
Bao Qingchun and Su Changjin glanced at each other, both showed a wry smile on their faces, and said softly, whether they are against or not, deploying troops does not mean anything, and the battle situation is changing rapidly; 30,000 light cavalry is nothing, Shouzhou's phoenix wing light cavalry can be contained, and the tiger tooth iron ben can be hindered by heavy riding one day. So it depends on the prince, if he really reverses, these garrisons can become offensive horns in one day.
The woman was silent for a long time, but she turned and walked out of the hall.
Leaving the two bigwigs looking at each other.
What does this mean, Your Majesty?
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After the autumn, a continuous drizzle soaked people's hearts.
It seems that everyone is having mold in their hearts.
Occasionally, the sunny day could not be dispelled for a moment, and it was a long-lasting hazy weather, and even the autumn tiger became a sick cat, and the tenants of the landlord's family frowned.
This autumn is more melancholy than usual.
Today is a rare autumn day, the sky is shining, the air is filled with warm humidity, and the pedestrians on the street are more or less in a high mood, laughing and ushering.
In the yard, there was a little yellow dog, whose fur was half-faded in the winter season, and the flesh was exposed in many places, whimpering and licking the wound at the moment.
What a lost dog.
"You dog, you know how to go to the waves all day long, and you dare to flirt with that black from the blacksmith's house? I don't know whether to live or die, although the female dog does not refuse, but the male dog on the street is expensive to it, you are Tai Sui's head breaking ground, and the dog is suffering now. ”
The bad old man in a short shirt with old wine in his hand walked out of the door, came to the courtyard and sat down, glared at the old yellow dog, and couldn't help but kick over, "Come here!" ”
If there is a spiritual little yellow dog, it whimpers.
The old man in the short shirt muttered while rubbing wine on the little yellow dog, babbling and babbling.
If Lao Tzu didn't look at you pitifully, he should let you continue to wander outside, maybe that day you will become fragrant meat in someone else's bowl, and it can be regarded as leaving a merit in the world, maybe you will be able to be a person in the next life.
He also said, control the thing in your crotch, don't provoke the black, if you really get in heat, Lao Tzu will spend some money and take you to find a good dog from a big family, our family, it's not bad for money now.
If you want to find it, you have to find a good one, right?
I still remember that the young man patted himself on the shoulder when he left, and said Xiaohong is gone, don't care about the past, live well, eat and drink, we are all salaried people, not bad money, it's a big deal to use the money, and the little greed doesn't hurt you.
The chattering old man with a short shirt hates the little yellow dog.
Look at how powerful that young man is, let the princess stick upside down.
You have to serve.
But then again, the black bitch of the blacksmith is really good, fat and strong, the idiot of the little yellow dog must covet its fat buttocks, and the actual combat weapon wow?
The words are meaty, but the expression is very quiet, and there is no obscenity.
The little yellow dog who was stimulated by alcohol and had severe pain was very humane, grinning but not making a sound, letting the old man with a short shirt count down, well-behaved like a child.
The old man in the short shirt finished wiping the wine and slapped it on the ass.
, get out there and keep surfing.
Lang lost and came back to find Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu gave you anger, wait for Lao Tzu to go to the blacksmith and ask him to give an explanation.
The little yellow dog whimpered, flicked its tail and ran away.
The old man sat in silence for a while, then took out the dry tobacco stick from his arms, filled it with tobacco, lit it with a snap, and then exhaled deeply, spitting out circles.
I looked up at the sky.
The old man sighed and muttered to himself.
What is it to be wronged outside, you can't lose your momentum, we don't rob others, but it's another matter if you send it to the door, the virtuous live in it, anyway, Lao Tzu believes that you are right, so you can't lose the momentum.
Besides, we don't necessarily lose, don't you say?
Speaking of the old liquor that has not been used up, half a bottle of high-concentration old liquor was drunk in one go.
Rise.
When he returned to the house, he picked up an embroidered spring knife.
After going out, I found the blacksmith Mao, and said with a grin, Xiao Mao, your black bit my little yellow dog, what do you say about this matter.
The honest blacksmith Mao all his life was taken aback, and couldn't cry or laugh, "Iron Master, it's not my bite-"
The short-shirted old man waved his hand to interrupt him, "That's it, it's not easy for everyone, and I don't want you to lose money, I'm going to go out, you can help me feed the little yellow dog these days, don't let it starve to death." ”
After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and left.
It was expected that the blacksmith would not dare to refuse.
The blacksmith could only smile and said: "Tie Ye, don't worry, if my eats, there is a little yellow dog to eat, but your little yellow dog is in heat, it's a little difficult to do......"
The short-shirted old man didn't look back, "Then let it go, your will be one less hair, you love what I want, isn't that a woman more pleasant, it's cheaper to talk about it." ”
The end is domineering.
The blacksmith couldn't laugh or cry.
In my heart, I almost didn't greet the eighteenth generation of the ancestors of the short-shirted old man.
This old man also has no son, if he has a son, with his identity in Jiangqiuzhou, not all of our people's yellow flower girls will have to be harmed.
The old man in the short shirt went out of the alley and out of the city gate.
Drunk and smoky.
Although that kid only thinks that Lao Tzu is half of his master, Lao Tzu treats him as an apprentice. Lao Tzu has been addicted to smoking and drinking all his life, and he is full of bad problems, but unfortunately it is very good, and now there is another problem.
Lao Tzu protects the calf.
So, who dares to bully Lao Tzu's apprentice?!
The old man with a short shirt is going to Lin'an.
Pick up the knife and leave.