Zu Zhao already knew that Wan Side's official hat was not guaranteed, but he didn't expect it to be so fast, but Huangpu Song didn't dare to do anything to Wan Side, but just dismissed him from his position as a general officer, but let him go to be a logistics bureaucrat.

Seeing this, Zu Zhao was secretly glad in his heart, he didn't leave the so-called evidence at the beginning, and now it seems that the so-called evidence is just an indifferent thing, because Huangpu Song doesn't dare to offend people, what can he do? Except for a made-up immortal master, there is no other barrier at all, as for Lu Zhi is his mentor, but this mentor came up to enforce the law impartially, and he is just a wooden nerd if he doesn't sound good, although he has a lot of good names, but in Zu Zhao's opinion, he is really useless and a scholar.

What Zu Zhao didn't expect was that Wan Side still had a face, and he went around his camp, this is also an extremely deep-skinned lord, who turned a blind eye to the generals who used to follow him, and didn't seem to know these subordinates who had followed him to do evil.

Wan Side had a scorpion in his hand, which he ordered his men to catch when he heard that Zu Zhao made scorpions delicious, and now it was extremely delicious.

"Brother Zu Zhaoxian, he is really an elegant person, he actually invented this delicious snack, a certain thing is delicious to eat, don't you come to one?" Wan Side asked Zu Zhao to send a scorpion, which was a fried scorpion, shining with gold and extremely large.

Zu Zhao threw it directly into his mouth, scorpions are very effective in treating rheumatism, and the reason why Zu Zhao fried scorpions was because he had lived in the camp for a long time, and his knees had some soreness.

"I don't know what Brother Wan Side is doing now?" Zu Zhao said with a smile.

He wanted to know who Wan Side had as a guarantor, and he survived like a tumbler, as the so-called scourge lives for 10,000 years, and good people don't live long.

"Now I am a quartermaster and in charge of the grain and grass of the three armies, but don't worry, I will give priority to the supply of my brother's grain and grass, and I will not make a mistake!" It was really not easy for Wan Side to slap his chest.

The most difficult thing is that Zu Zhao is thinking about strangling him to death now, he sold grain and grass in the county at the beginning, and now he has become a quartermaster, wouldn't it be easier to guard and steal? Thinking that his grain and grass would be in charge of this guy in the future, Zu Zhao had the urge to slap this old boy to death.

However, Zu Zhao was not an ordinary person, but smiled slightly and ordered the soldiers to serve him food and wine, and have a drink with Wan Side.

Of course, the best hairy crabs are drunk, and the best Du Kang wine is drunk, and the wine at the moment is three or four degrees, which is higher than beer, but I can't get there.

Seeing that Wan Side was about to reach out to grab the wine jar, Zu Zhao smiled: "Brother, don't worry, the younger brother is very familiar with drinking, and I will show you how to make the famous Du Kang wine more delicious!" ”

The soldier had already carried a steamer = over, and Zu Zhao very simply poured the Du Kang wine from the jar into the steamer.

After a while, the bamboo inserted outside the steamer had water droplets gushing out, and in a few moments, the aroma of the wine had made the whole tent smell good.

"It smells so good!" Vansted had craned his neck.

Zu Zhao directly sent him that bowl of wine, which is also called Erguotou, that is, he does not drink the wine for the first time, because the wine for the first time is actually very unpleasant, and only the second time is the essence.

Wan Side still picked up the big bowl and drank it as he had done at the beginning.

Then a hot breath came up from the stomach.

Then there was a feeling of coolness that had never been felt all over the body, and there was a wit, as if the 108,000 pores on the whole body were opened.

"Good, good wine! Brother Xian is really a graceful person! ”

Wan Side drank three bowls with a face, and he felt that he couldn't support it, ordinary Du Kang wine Wan Side is like this, that is, he can be with a jar, but these two pots are brewed, there is an alcohol content of fifty or sixty degrees, he drank such a high wine in a row, fast and urgent, almost drunk.

Zu Zhao sneered, this is a wine bag and rice bag, but that's all, what he sees in his eyes is money, a master who likes money, and a guy who can resell military rations for money.

A guy with very obvious shortcomings.

"If you don't mind, Brother Privateer can make this thing with me! We can rely on this to keep us food and clothing worry-free, and we can also have a lot of money! ”

Zu Zhao slapped the steamer and smiled.

Wan Side's greedy little eyes suddenly brightened.

It's just that he, a person with a wine bag and a rice bag, thinks that this is a kind of wine that has never been drunk, it is extremely delicious, and it must have incomparable wealth, but when he thinks that it is an immortal recipe, if he rashly takes this production method for himself, he will be punished by the immortal master, but Zu Zhao actually invited him to partner at this moment, so of course the immortal master will not blame.

He circled around the steamer, and when Zu Zhao thought that this guy was a psychopath, he finally stopped from his epileptic state.

"Brother Zu Zhaoxian, I immediately did this kind of business in this Jizhou storefront, and the benefits I obtained, let's split the account fifty-fifty, what do you think?"

Versted directly shifted the conversation to the storefront.

Zu Zhao nodded, these things don't need him to do anymore, because Wan Side this guy is really a second person, as long as it's about money, he immediately has a lot of motivation, and finalizes all the details in detail, Wan Side just walked away like a gust of wind, and he really couldn't see anything unscrupulous.

Zu Zhao didn't care about him, if he can make a benefit, it is a good thing for Zu Zhao, if he can't make it out, it will be treated as a joke, as the saying goes, a good person leaves a line, I want to see him in the future, Zu Zhao doesn't want to be forever.

First of all, I said hello to Huangpu Song and told him that he wanted to go to Xu Wu to have a look, because he was worried about the production base at home, his corn, his sweet potatoes, his potatoes, his hybrid rice and so on.

Huangpu Song is also a generous person and agreed directly.

He just can't agree if he wants to, because he is still chewing a drunken crab in his mouth, which was just given to him by Zu Zhao, and the so-called short mouth of eating people is what it means.

Zu Zhao Xingye rushed back to Xu Wu with a few personal soldiers, he wanted to see how his production base was, now it was the second crop of planting, I don't know how the potatoes grow, what the corn has gained.

When Zu Zhao returned to Xu Wu, he saw that there were pro-soldiers outside Zu's house, and there were anti-horse and deer bars outside Zhuangzi, which were used to resist the existence of cavalry.

There was no trace of the entire ancestral family being plagued by locusts, which made Zu Zhao feel very strange.

It was too late to break into his own field, and found that there were seedlings that had grown up, more than a dozen acres of potatoes were planted, more than a dozen acres of corn were planted, and more than a dozen acres of sweet potatoes were also planted.

In the moonlight, Zu Zhao saw an acquaintance looking at the sweet potato seedlings in the field, with a wave of joy on his face.

It's none other than Cai Wenji, and Cai Yong behind her.

The people of the ancestral family did not seem to be repulsive to the two, and allowed them to enter the field to watch.

"Miracles, miracles!" Contemporary writers, or Cai Yong, a scholar of contemporary literature, is also described in this way.

"I heard that one acre of land sells more than 100 loads, which almost makes slaves unbelievable!"

Cai Wenji was also amazed, as a talented woman of a generation, and by her father's side, she also did not hide her surprise.

"Ahem, you two, there's no need to come to my field to sigh anything, right?" Zu Zhao appeared, he didn't reject Cai Wenji, but he rejected Cai Yong, this old man was a diehard loyalist of the Han Dynasty, and he was also a diehard loyalist in the end, it was because of him that Cai Wenji was adrift, and he married three or four husbands successively, Zu Zhao naturally regarded Cai Wenji as his own woman, and the eldest husband wanted three wives and four concubines, not to mention that Cai Wenji was not bad, and the small waist twisted and twisted was strong, and he felt comfortable when he looked at it, not to mention that his facial features were exquisite, his eyes were bright, and he could speak like a bright moon.

When Zu Zhao said these words, he was directly aimed at Cai Yong.

Cai Yong smiled awkwardly, he couldn't figure out why others were polite to him, but Zu Zhao had a great opinion of him, and he wanted to kick him to death.

Seeing Zu Zhao coming, he couldn't help but show off: "Seeing Xiaoyou coming, I happen to have a poem to give to Xiaoyou, which should be a gift!" Cai Yong hurriedly wanted to compose a poem.

Who is Cai Yong?

Contemporary writers, others ask him to compose poems, that is to take the pen fee, ordinary people in front of him have to nod their heads, a look I am very cheap, I have to ask you to write me a poem expression.

So he lowered his posture to write a poem to Zu Zhao, and the meaning was very clear that if he was talking to this young man.

But Zu Zhao waved his hand: "Stop, I don't know your verses!" Your poems are not important in my heart, if you say that writing poetry will have more face, then I will make you hand poems! “

"The middle-aged man is quite good, the player is in the south of the mountain, and every time he goes alone, he knows that he is empty, and he goes to the poor place of water. When I sat and watched the clouds rise, I occasionally talked and laughed and did not return to the court."

This poem Wang Wei's farewell to the south, is about Wang Wei's state of mind after retiring, Zu Zhao said his verses, hoping that the great writer of the Eastern Han Dynasty in front of him, Cai Yong, would no longer be persistent, stop thinking about entering Tokyo, become a so-called celebrity, and in the end killed himself, and also ruined Cai Wenji's life happiness.

"Good poetry, good poetry!" Cai Yong's head swayed, and he scrutinized the rhyme and found that there was no mistake, but the artistic conception after that made people feel leisurely, like a hermit's life in a paradise.

originally wanted to give Zu Zhao a poem, but he didn't expect Zu Zhao to refuse directly, and the demonstration was general, and he directly chanted a good wet hand, a chapter of the mouth, and a beautiful artistic conception, which made him suddenly extinguish his showmanship.

The more Zu Zhao looked down on him, the more he paid attention to Zu Zhao, but he felt that Zu Zhao had an atmosphere that was incompatible with the Han Dynasty, but then he thought that this was Zu Zhao's personal charm, and he seemed to want the bearing of a young hero.

"The little woman has seen the eldest son, but she didn't expect the eldest prince to be able to rush back in the starry night!"

Cai Wenji stepped forward to salute Zu Zhao, her eyes were as bright and clear as stars.

Cai Yong coughed and left directly, Zu Zhao stood on the ground, just a simple arch of his hand, useless is a scholar, that is to say, Cai Yong is like this, just can chant a poem, he thinks he can make some earth-shattering moves, and the situation of such a person in history is not very much, Song Huizong, this is a person with both talents and loves, the result is not a tragedy, and Li Bai, what do you think you can do, your life is not down, let Li Longji take a look at it, let Yang Guifei Momo, what can you do? It's just an embellishment of the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty.

"I don't know why the eldest prince is like this to his father?"

Cai Wenji still doesn't understand.

"I think in this troubled times, the list of writers or don't go out of the mountain, the literature can not govern the country, can not revitalize the dynasty, can not lead the army to fight, in the troubled times self-preservation is the premise, Confucianism is not the family and the country, there is a family to have the world, the first thing is to ensure that you have a stable family, the family is the foundation, Master Cai Yong seems to put the cart before the horse. And he can't know people clearly, if he enters Tokyo in the future, he will definitely die, this is the hexagram that my immortal master has begged! ”

Although he was a little unbearable, Zu Zhao still moved out the name of the immortal master to fool Cai Wenji, picking up girls is the king, what means does he care?