Chapter Ninety-One: Seeing Each Other Late

Several enemy cities were connected and the obstacles to Lianzhou City were cleared. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info Kim Jong-lei was in a happy mood, as if victory was in sight, so he ordered: "The army will rest here for a day, march to Lianzhou tomorrow, take Yangzhou one day, and capture the rebel Chen to go to the mountain." ā€

That night, Cen Ying sent a sergeant to send a message: Please invite Song to join the army in the evening and go to Haixi Tower for a drink.

Song Qi looked at Ling Xue suspiciously.

Ling Xue didn't think about it, so she agreed: "You haven't been in the barracks for a long time, and you don't know many friends. Cen is the marshal's think tank, usually lonely and arrogant, difficult to get close to. Now that he has taken the initiative to invite you, you can rest assured that you can go. Absolutely fine."

Song Qi happily left with the sergeant. Out of the barracks, there is a small market town not far away.

There is an extraordinary black cow sculpture squatting at the entrance of the town, and there is a tall stone wall next to it, and there are three big characters on the book Niu Niu Town. Enter from the black cow sculpture, step on a bluestone road, walk 300 steps, cross a stone arch bridge, and see a lofty restaurant in the distance.

When he arrived at the door of the building, the sergeant said to Song Qi: "Song joined the army, this is it." You wait at the door, I'll go in and say hello to Master Cen. ā€

Song Qi said hello. The sergeant went and came out again and said, "Song joins the army, Master Cen is invited." ā€

Song Qi followed the sergeant into the door and walked towards the second floor.

At this time, Cen Ying wore a green shirt and civilian clothes, stood at the staircase to greet him, and when he saw Song Qi, he laughed loudly: "Song joined the army and arrived, but he didn't have time to greet him, please Haihan!" ā€

Song Qi hurriedly stepped up the stairs in three steps and two steps, stretched out his hands to hold Cen Ying's hand, and said with a smile: "Master Cen is too polite, it's really embarrassing." ā€

The two exchanged a few words, and then came to the window and sat down opposite each other. There are dishes on the table, delicious in the front, plus two glasses and a pot of wine. The sergeant bowed to the two men and retreated.

"Master Cen, I don't know if it's here, do you have any advice?" After Song Qi sat down, he asked Cen Ying.

Cen Ying also returned the salute, and smiled pleasantly: "It's nothing else, just invite Song to join the army for a drink and chat casually." ā€

"I see!" Song Qi said and looked around.

"There's no one else today, just you and me." Cen Ying said as he picked up the wine jug and filled Song Qi's cup, poured it for himself again, and said with a smile: "I'll do it first as a respect." He raised his wine glass, touched Song Qi lightly, and then threw himself up.

Song Qi also raised his glass and drank.

The two of them ate food, made a cold noise, and drank at the same time, and drank three glasses in a row.

Cen Ying smacked his lips, took a few bites of food, and while eating, he complained: "In the barracks, the others are all martial artists, and I have nothing to talk about with them." To be honest, I'm also very lonely. I have observed Brother Song for a long time, and I have seen that you are elegant and dignified, which is very different from other generals, so I want to get close and make friends. ā€

"Thanks to Master Cen's love, Song is grateful!" Song Qi sat up straight, and couldn't help but be a little flattered, "Actually, Song is just a layman and a fool, not as strategic and resourceful as Master Cen!" ā€

"Prizes, prizes!" Cen Ying put down the wine glass, raised his eyes slightly, looked at Song Qi levelly, bowed his hand, and said apologetically: "The day before yesterday, I robbed Song of the credit for joining the army, and invited Song to join the army Haihan!" ā€

Song Qi hurriedly bowed his hand and saluted back: "Where did you say that?" This is all the credit of the method of persuasion and the book of persuasion? Where is there any credit for you to grab? At that time, when the marshal asked how to attack the heart, if it was not for the method of persuasion proposed by Master Cen in time, he might not have been able to answer in the next hour and a half. It should be my Xie Cen master book to relieve me of the siege! ā€

"Where, where." When Cen Ying heard this, he was moved and appreciated in his heart, and felt that Song Qi was indeed a good person, so he hurriedly waved his hand and smiled, and before he knew it, even the title became more cordial, and said: "Song is really a lot of adults joining the army!" To be honest, it was Brother Song's method of attacking the heart that inspired my method of persuasion. Or it is because Brother Song mentioned the method of attacking the heart first, and the marshal can accept my method of persuasion to surrender later. ā€

"Master Cen is too humble!" Song Qi smiled slightly, "I think Master Cen's wisdom is extraordinary, and he is really a talent of the Qilin, no wonder the marshal relies on you so much!" ā€

Cen Ying touched his chin and smiled calmly: "Brother Song has won the award." When it comes to resourcefulness, I do have a lot of it in my head. If you go back a thousand years, it's not me boasting, although I can't compare to Zhuge Liang, but compared to Zhou Yu, it's still more than enough! ā€

"Why does Brother Cen have such a sigh? I think your resourcefulness is indistinguishable from Zhuge Liang's. Song Qi praised vigorously, raised his glass to Cen Ying in salute, and when he spoke, his title changed.

"Brother Xie Song praised." Cen Ying raised his glass and stopped in front of him, sighed and said, "But now, I can't boast like this. ā€

Song Qi looked at Cen Ying with puzzled eyes, and said, "What you said confused me!" ā€

Cen Ying's face froze, and he sighed: "Our marshal Wen Taowu is at the top. Although I am conceited, I know that I am not able to match the marshal. We, the strategists, can only be a supplement to the marshal. Our schemes, whether to use them or not, can only be judged by the marshal. ā€

Song Qi heard these words and somewhat understood what Cen Ying meant. Cen Ying lamented that he had no real power, so he could only come up with ideas, and although the marshal respected him, it was not enough to obey his words. In this way, most of his plans could not be carried out.

Song Qi raised his wine glass and said with a smile: "Brother Cen, although the marshal is resourceful, it is difficult to cover everything, and the marshal has to rely on Brother Cen in many aspects. And the marshal has always known how to make good use of people. As the saying goes, I am born to be useful, and there will be times when the wind and waves will be long. There are still many big battles to be fought in the future, Brother Cen has such great talent, there will always be a day when you can show your talents. I think that this expedition, Brother Cen will definitely be able to establish a great cause. ā€

When Cen Ying heard this, he was overjoyed in his heart, and smiled happily: "Borrow your auspicious words!" I hope so! He raised his glass and touched Song Qi and drank it all.

After a few more glasses of wine.

"Actually, I shouldn't have this complaint, I hope Brother Song won't be surprised." Cen Ying smiled embarrassedly at Song Qi, and replied: "I can have today, thanks to the marshal's support." If I hadn't met the marshal, I might still be struggling in the mud. When he said this, there was a breath of water in his eyes, and his expression was gloomy, as if he had changed someone, no longer the arrogant master.

"Yes, we can have today thanks to the support of the marshal." Song Qi followed his words and sighed.

"I'm different, I'm all relying on the marshal's help." Cen Ying's eyes were melancholy and profound, his eyebrows raised, and he sighed and said, "Don't hide it from Brother Song, I was originally a scholar of the Ash Ming Sutra, and I failed to take the exam many times. It's almost to the point of uselessness and poverty. Later, when I met the marshal, who was still a general soldier, he pulled me out of the mud, first taught his son for a few years, then made me a counselor, and now made me the chief bookkeeper of the army. Everything I have now is given by the marshal. ā€

"Oh, it turns out that Brother Cen still has such a tortuous experience!" Song Qi sighed and said with emotion: "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold, and the edge of the sword is sharpened!" Since ancient times, heroes have been tortured before they become heroes. Cen Ying agreed.

Then, the two talked about history and military affairs, from Wu Zixu to Fan Li and then to Zhuge Liang. Wu Zixu's experience is similar to that of Marshal Jin, he was beheaded all over the house, but he was not stupid and loyal, but used the soldiers of other countries to take revenge, and was respected by the two. Fan Li's contribution to the restoration of the king of Yue was great, but he did not live, and he retreated with his whole body, avoiding the ending of the rabbit and the dead dog, how many people could do it in ancient times? As for Zhuge Liang, they not only admired his wisdom and strategy, but also admired his ingenuity, which could invent all kinds of kitsch machinery out of thin air, such as repeating crossbows, wooden oxen and flowing horses, Kong Ming lanterns, Eight Stone Henge, etc., how many wise men in ancient times could do it?

The two talked very happily, as if they hated seeing each other, drinking confidants, and not getting drunk with a thousand glasses.

Suddenly, from the streets came the sound of horses' hooves, and the gurgling sound became louder and louder.

The two looked at each other and cast their drunken gazes out the window.

I saw a man and a horse flying in the narrow street. Immediately there was a sergeant, and when the sergeant reached the door of the restaurant, he threw himself off his saddle and jumped off his horse. After that, he pedaled up the stairs.

When the sergeant saw the two of them, he arched his hand slightly, and ordered loudly: "Master Cen, Song joined the army, and the marshal ordered you to return to the camp immediately, and there are important matters to discuss!" ā€