"What is Kong Lao talking about, come on, come on, sit here."

Zhao Fan raised his head and smiled at Kong Wei, and hurriedly moved to the side, trying to make room for Kong Wei and Princess Yongping to sit.

"Since the prince invited, the old minister is not welcome!" Kong Wei laughed, stuffed Princess Yongping to Zhao Fan's side, and sat down next to Xu Yong.

"Uncle Huang..." Princess Yongping sat down beside Zhao Fan, glanced at him a little shyly, and saw that Zhao Fan was also looking at herself, she couldn't help blushing, and quickly lowered her head.

"Lord, I will leave the princess to you, this journey may not be very peaceful, the old minister is powerless, and he can't take care of the princess, and please take care of the princess." Kong Wei saluted Zhao Fan and said slowly.

"Huh?" Zhao Fan was stunned for a moment, this time the relationship is good, this oil bottle was thrown to me, this army is full of big men, and it is not very convenient to bring a girl...

"Otherwise, this king asked General Xu to arrange a few soldiers of the pro-guard army to send the princess back to Luoyang first, after all, the sword has no eyes on this battlefield, in case there is an accident, this king is not easy to explain!" Zhao Fan glanced at Xu Yong and said in a deep voice.

"Uncle Huang, do you dislike Xiu'er for dragging your feet? Xiu'er will be very well-behaved, don't drive me away..."

Before Xu Yong could speak, Princess Yongping stood up and looked at Zhao Fan with tears in her eyes, seeing that tears were about to fall.

"Come on, when I didn't say anything." Zhao Fan waved his hand and said helplessly, "Sit down!" ”

"Okay, Uncle Huang, I'll listen to you for everything." Princess Yongping put away the drooping tears and sat down again, as if nothing had happened.

Xiu'er, you're really good-looking......

Zhao Fan was speechless, and with some depression, he picked up Ma Jianying's hot wine and drank it in one gulp.

As soon as the hot wine is eaten, a slightly sweet and sour taste comes out, and there is a hint of rot in it, but the smell of the wine is basically not felt......

"I'll go, what's that? Is this wine? Zhao Fan pursed his lips and muttered to himself in a low voice.

……

"What is the prince going to do next?" Kong Wei took the wine glass handed over by Ma Jianying, drank the contents of the cup in one gulp, and asked with a satisfied face.

"What's next? The next step is naturally to take Shaanzhou City, and then welcome His Majesty back to Chang'an. Zhao Fan glanced at Kong Wei with some puzzlement, hadn't this question been asked before?

"And then?" Kong Wei stared at Zhao Fan with a smile and continued to ask.

"This, this king hasn't thought about it yet, what advice does Elder Kong have?"

Zhao Fan is getting more and more confused, what kind of medicine is sold in this old man's gourd?

"Since the Huangchao Uprising, the foundation of my Tang Dynasty for hundreds of years has long since ceased to be the same, and now the feudal towns are divided, they are all good at soldiers, devouring each other, and the court has long been unable to stop it, has the prince ever felt that the current situation is very similar to a certain stage in history?" Kong Wei stroked his beard and said slowly.

"What did Kong Lao say about the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty?" Zhao Fan was stunned, and glanced at Kong Weidao meaningfully.

"That's right, the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty." Kong Wei sat up straight and asked with a straight face, "I just don't know, which character does the prince want to be?" ”

Zhao Fan was shocked, this old man! What do you want to do?

"What does Kong Lao mean by this?"

"Hahaha...... The old minister just chatted casually, and the prince didn't have to mind. Kong Wei laughed a few times and asked slowly, "The prince thinks, if there are four feudal towns today, who should be the hero?" ”

Come on... It's really acted, is it a hero of cooking wine? In that case, then I'll play with you.

"Fengxiang Li Changfu, with elite soldiers and strong generals, is the closest to the saint, can he be called a hero?"

"Li Changfu's villain on the wall, what kind of hero is he?"

"The king of the river, holding the salt pond in his hand, has been through a hundred battles, can he be called a hero?"

"Wang Chongrong doesn't know the times, he is brutal, and one day he will be harmed by others, what kind of hero is he?"

"Zhaoyi Meng Fangli, after the sage, there are many generals and generals, can he be called a hero?"

"Although Meng Fangli is a saint, he has a cowardly personality and perverse behavior, and will eventually be cocooned and bound himself, what kind of hero is he?"

"Hedong Li Keyong, Bianzhou Zhu Quanzhong, Xuzhou Shi Pu, Tianping Zhu Xuan, Qingzhou Wang Jingwu, Bohai Gao Piao, Shouzhou Yang Xingmi, Hangzhou Qian Di, Youzhou Li Maozhen, Bazhou Yang Shouliang, can you be called a hero?"

"It's all strong for a while, and it's not a hero."

Zhao Fan patted his forehead, speechless.

"Then Kong Lao thinks that in this world, who can be regarded as a real hero?"

"The old minister thinks that the only person in this world is the prince, who can be called a hero." Kong Wei paused and said with a smile.

"Hehe, Kong Lao Miao praised it." Zhao Fan laughed unnaturally twice, lowered his head and played with the wine glass in his hand, and no longer answered.

But Zhao Fan didn't answer, it didn't mean that Kong Wei would let him go like this.

I saw Kong Wei straighten his clothes, and then said, "I see that the prince governs the army well, not only does the army have its own system, but all the soldiers only recognize the prince alone, I'm afraid that even if the emperor comes, it won't work." ”

"What does Kong Lao mean by this?" Zhao Fan's face turned cold when he heard this, and he asked in a deep voice.

Xu Yong and Ma Jianying also put away their smiles, and their hands quietly touched the weapons they were carrying, as if they were waiting for Zhao Fan to give an order, they would immediately kill people and kill them.

"The prince doesn't have to be nervous, the old minister doesn't mean anything else, he just wants to remind the prince that if the prince arrives in Chang'an, he must be careful and careful." Kong Wei smiled, poured himself a glass of hot wine, and said slowly.

"This matter is not a big deal in the old minister's place, but if the eunuchs around the emperor know, there will be more troubles, and the emperor will be dissatisfied, but it will not be beautiful."

"Thank you Kong Lao for reminding me, this king knows this matter in his heart." Zhao Fanqiang smiled, picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it all, to his disappointment, this wine did not feel like alcohol at all.

When you start to settle down, you must get the distilled liquor out, and the cloudy liquor will not taste good, and it will not be clean...

Thinking of distilled spirits, Zhao Fan couldn't help but think of his relatives in his previous life, and his heart couldn't help but be gloomy, his fingers gently turned the wine glass, and his mouth was softly chattering.

"The scenery is different in autumn, and the old people don't pay attention to it.

The sound of the corners on all sides rises, and in the thousands of mountains, the long smoke and sunset are closed in a lonely city.

A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, and Yan Ran has no plan.

The cold wind is howling and the snow is all over the ground, people are sleepless, and the general is white-haired and crying. ”

"A glass of turbid wine is thousands of miles away, Yan Ran has no plan, good poetry, good poetry, the prince is good literature!"

When Kong Wei on the side heard this, he couldn't help but cheer, and Princess Yongping, who was beside Zhao Fan, looked at Zhao Fan with admiration.

Zhao Fan accepted the praise without blushing and heartbeat, anyway, it was not the first time he plagiarized......

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack! ”

Just when Zhao Fan wanted to say something, a shout suddenly came from outside the village, completely breaking the silence of this moment.