"It's a long story, let's find a secluded place first."

Zhang Zhongjian said.

Looking at the crowd in front of him who was about to fight, Li Changhuan frowned and said, "But what about this matter?" ”

Zhang Zhongjian said: "Don't worry, if you can't fight, the fake monk won't make a big deal out of it." ”

"Fake monk?" Li Changhuan's eyes froze, and he locked on to the Maitreya Buddha in the crowd.

Is this man a false monk?

"These people are fake monks, they are a group of bandits pretending."

Zhang Zhongjian said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Li Changhuan couldn't help but take a closer look.

He found that a few of them really didn't look like monks, and the vicious temperament on their faces was more appropriate to the bandits.

"What do they want to do pretending to be monks?"

Li Changhuan asked curiously.

Zhang Zhongjian said: "I don't know the specifics, but I guess they want to grab a big deal, they have incited a lot of people, these days the streets and alleys are talking about this Maitreya Buddha, he is a lot of incitement!" ”

Li Changhuan asked, "Who is he?" ”

"I want to know too, that's why I'm following them." Zhang Zhongjian said.

During the conversation between the two, Maitreya Buddha took the initiative to come out of the crowd, and after calming everyone down in a few words, he left alone with a group of men in brocade.

"Look, I said that the fake monk wouldn't make trouble."

Glancing at Maitreya Buddha from afar, Zhang Zhongjian said with a smile.

Li Changhuan saw them walking away, so he said with confidence: "Let's go, find a secluded place." ”

……

Restaurants.

Three dishes of appetizers, two jars of good wine.

Li Changhuan and Zhang Zhongjian raised their glasses and drank together, chatting happily.

"By the way, Changhuan, what about the Yuan girl who was with you that day?"

Zhang Zhongjian asked casually.

Li Changhuan put a piece of meat into his mouth and said, "Don't mention her, it's annoying to mention her." ”

"What's wrong? Miss Yuan made you angry? I think she has a good temperament and good skills, and the two of you are still a good match. Zhang Zhongjian said.

Li Changhuan shook his head and said, "She also has a good temperament?" There may be a bit of a problem with your eyes, you don't know if you have ever been with her, you have to stay with her for a long time, I dare to guarantee that you will definitely be annoyed by her, absolutely! ”

Zhang Zhongjian said: "It's not that exaggerated, right? ”

"It's not an exaggeration at all, you believe me, come and drink one!" Li Changhuan clinked glasses and said.

Zhang Zhongjian drank a good amount of alcohol, and he didn't blush even after drinking a few glasses, but Li Changhuan had already drunk his head, and his face and neck were red.

"Doom...... Anyway, why are you alone in Luoyang, the pharmacist and the red whisk girl? ”

Li Changhuan asked with a full hiccup.

Zhang Zhongjian drank a glass of wine and said, "The pharmacist is a county minister in Mayi, and Hongfu is his wife, so of course he must be by his side." ”

Li Changhuan said: "Are they married? ”

"Well, they are married, and I will hold a wedding banquet for them." Zhang Zhongjian sighed.

Li Changhuan smiled and said: "It's good, it's a pity that I'm not here, this cup is a tribute to the joy of the two of them's wedding, and I hope that there will be lovers in the world who will eventually become married!" ”

Zhang Zhongjian clinked glasses with him and said, "How can I hear that you are a little insincere, and you have something on your mind?" ”

"It's a trivial thing, and it's light to drink two glasses." Li Changhuan didn't care about the authenticity.

Zhang Zhongjian said with a smile: "That's right, this wine is really a good thing, no matter how big the trouble is, drinking two glasses is nothing." ”

Li Changhuan sighed lightly: "That's not necessarily, there are some things, and the wine is even more sad." ”

"Wine is more sorrowful...... Good sentence, whose verse? What is the full poem? Zhang Zhongjian's eyes lit up.

Li Changhuan raised his eyebrows and said, "You still like poetry?" ”

Zhang Zhongjian said with a smile: "It's just a vassal elegance, I don't like it, but I like the sentence you just said that I like it even more, the artistic conception is good, is it your poem?" Read it out and listen to it? ”

"How can I compose poetry, this is what a friend of mine reads casually, and I only remember one or two sentences." Li Changhuan sneered.

Zhang Zhongjian said: "One or two sentences are fine, good poetry is like a good soldier, not much more expensive!" ”

Li Changhuan said: "You also like to march and fight? ”

"Of course I like it, who doesn't like a good man in this world? Don't you like it? Zhang Zhongjian said with a smile.

Only then did Li Changhuan remember that the person in front of him was a bearded guest with the world in mind, and it seemed that except for Li Shimin, the bearded guest didn't seem to have served anyone?

Thinking of this, Li Changhuan couldn't help but ask: "I have a question I want to ask Brother Zhang, what do you think is the most important thing in marching and fighting?" ”

Zhang Zhongjian restrained his smile and said: "This is a good question, many people think that the most important thing in marching and fighting is that there are many soldiers and generals, and there is enough grain and grass, as if they all think that the side with more soldiers and horses and food and grass is easier to win, but in fact, it is not." ”

"What do you think Brother Zhang?" Li Changhuan raised his eyebrows and said.

Zhang Zhongjian said with a straight face: "I think that soldiers and horses and grain and grass are not important, what really matters is the time, location, and people. ”

"To put it in detail, the time is not as good as the location, and the location is not as good as the people, so the most important thing is the people, what is the people? In my opinion, it is the spirit of the army, and only the army with a stable military spirit can make efforts in one place, move forward bravely, advance and retreat in an orderly manner, and prohibit where to fight! ”

Li Changhuan applauded lightly and said, "Your concept coincides with mine, is this the so-called, and the heroes see the same thing?" ”

Zhang Zhongjian smiled heartily and said: "A good hero sees the same thing, just for this sentence, you and I must have a toast!" ”

"Cheers!" Li Changhuan raised his glass and touched him, and then drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

The more the two chatted, the more speculative they became, as if they had endless words and heartfelt words to confide, which can be said to be Wang Ba's mung beans, and the more he looked, the more he looked at them.

After three rounds of drinking.

Li Changhuan gradually had the heart to recruit Zhang Zhongjian, he had been brewing for a long time and prepared a long speech.

But before a word could be spoken, Zhang Zhongjian suddenly fell headlong on the table.

Drunk.

Li Changhuan was very helpless, this seems to be quite drinkable Zhang Zhongjian, but he didn't expect that the real amount of alcohol is not as good as him.

There was no way, after paying for the wine and food, Li Changhuan had no choice but to carry the drunk Zhang Zhongjian back.

Halfway through, Zhang Zhongjian vomited out with a wow, but fortunately, Li Changhuan was not slow to react at that time, and immediately put him down when he saw that something was wrong.

As a result, Zhang Zhongjian vomited most of his body, and all kinds of stinky smells smoked on his body, which was as bad as a mobile manure tank.

"Stop!"

Suddenly there was a shout in the distance.

Li Changhuan couldn't help but look into his senses, and suddenly found that someone was being chased and killed by a group of people.

Take a closer look, the person who was hunted down turned out to be Maitreya Buddha, and those who chased and killed him were the previous brocade-clothed men.

If I'm not mistaken, the person who pursued him seemed to be the King of Qi's people.

This King of Qi's name is Yang Jun, he is the second son of Yang Guang, after the death of the crown prince Yang Zhao, Yang Jun was originally the person with the best chance of being made the prince.

But for various reasons, Yang Yong was not made the crown prince in the end.

Li Changhuan didn't have a deep impression of Yang Jun, but he remembered one thing very clearly.

According to legend, Princess Yang Lihua of Leping once played Yang Guang, saying that there was a woman from the Liu family who was very beautiful, but Yang Guang did not say anything at that time.

Yang Lihua thought that Yang Guang didn't care about this beauty, and after a while, Yang Lihua dedicated the Liu woman to Yang Yin, and Yang Jin saw that Liu was really a beauty, so he accepted Liu.

Later, Yang Guangguo asked Yang Lihua, where are the beauties of the Liu family?

Yang Lihua replied that it was in the Qi Palace.

was robbed of a beauty by his son, and Yang Guang was very unhappy.

Although it seems that Yang Yun can't be blamed entirely for this incident, after all, he doesn't know that Yang Guang also likes this beauty.

But people with a little bit of brains should also inquire clearly, a beauty that everyone loves, Yang Lihua didn't give it to Yang Guang, the Son of Heaven, why did she give him this King of Qi?

From the small to the big, to see the small to know, it can be seen through this incident that the head of Yang Xuan, the king of Qi, is not very easy to use.

"What about other people's business?"

The shouts of chasing and killing in the distance continued, and Li Changhuan knew that this was King Qi's business, and hesitated to intervene.

In fact, he has always been a warm-hearted person, and when he encounters a lot of injustices, he will meddle in his affairs and go up to help.

But he won't help anyone when he sees him, just like this Maitreya Buddha now.

If it is true that Maitreya Buddha is a bandit, as Zhang Zhongjian said, then it is not worth it at all to help such people just help them to abuse.

After thinking about it again and again, Li Changhuan didn't choose to make a move, because he had more concerns, and the most important thing was that there was a drunk Zhang Zhongjian next to him who needed to be taken care of.

In case Zhang Zhongjian happened to have an accident in a drunken state when he made a move, then he would definitely be greatly condemned in conscience.

After Zhang Zhongjian finished vomiting, Li Changhuan saw that he had sobered up a lot, so he helped him to move forward.

When the two came to the door of the inn, they suddenly met Maitreya Buddha and a group of people who were chasing him.

At that time, Maitreya Buddha was covered in blood and suffered many wounds, and he staggered when he ran, as if he would fall to the ground when the wind blew.

"Help Me ......"

Maitreya Buddha fell in front of Li Changhuan and grabbed the corner of his clothes, as if grasping the last straw.

The man in brocade chased after him with more than ten men with knives, and said coldly: "Hmph, look where you are still running, kill him for me!" ”

A group of people rushed up, and the sword was awe-inspiring.

"What kind of hero is a hero who bullies more and less?"

Zhang Zhongjian stood up drunk, his steps were unsteady, and a discerning person knew that he was drunk at a glance.

The man in brocade said coldly: "Where did the drunkard come from?" If you don't get out of the way, I will slaughter you, master! ”

Zhang Zhongjian not only did not let go, but also took the lead and knocked down the two of them at once.

"Kill them!"

The man in brocade ordered angrily, and everyone started in unison.

Seeing a group of people rushing up with knives, Li Changhuan was very helpless, knowing that he couldn't make a move if he didn't want to do it at this time.

"It's only a quick fix!"

Li Changhuan jumped up and rushed forward, swinging his fists and feet, which seemed to be unremarkable, but in fact he was infinitely powerful.

Every enemy who touches him will immediately lie on the ground in pain, or cry out in pain, or faint completely.

In a group of people, there is no one who is the enemy of one move.

"Who are you? Dare to be the enemy of the Qi Palace! ”