[I just changed two bugs, in case the official made a mistake, one more time.] Running towards Lao Jing's festival, give a count of tickets, give a little collection! 】

Little Punishment? Ding Yi stared at him when he heard this, his back shrank into the bed hard, and he immediately put on a defensive posture of ground fighting skills, he came to this shijie, and the only one he knew was the nine-foot giant man Xingtian! How could this old man Zhang, who was brought in by Uncle Zhong, be in the same group as that Xingtian?

"Yes, the rabbit kicks the eagle style, no wonder the little torturer will look away, there is indeed a realm." Zhang Laoxia was not in a hurry, nodded with a snow-white beard, Ding Yi looked at this time, only to find that this old man was definitely a fierce person when he was young, and the eight words of swallow jaw, tiger beard, leopard head and ring eyes were simply tailor-made for him.

Zhang Laoxia ignored him, and only cared about himself and spoke: "That's right, the little torturer was asked by the old man to do something." "Errands? It's killing, right? "They entrusted the old man to get rid of the traitors for the country, and the old man is also duty-bound, so they called the little punishment to cure you, and see if they can arrest you and lock you up for thirty or fifty years to study hard......" Ding Yi just rolled his eyes when he heard it, thirty or fifty years of reading? It doesn't take so long to study for a postdoc, okay? "Who knew that there really was a three-inch incorruptible tongue in the world, but you used a mouth to say goodbye to the little torturer! Entering the mother thief, Lao Tzu is really the first time in his life to hear about it! The first half of the text crepe said, and in the back, the old man suddenly became emotional, and a slapped thigh and a thick mouth popped out.

"Old man, cane sugar and water are here, please save my young master!" But it was like a jade fire that jumped at the door and shouted, and then Xue Ning and Uncle Zhong also took the objects that the old man ordered to prepare, but the vinegar sour smell of the white cloth in Uncle Zhong's hand was really scary.

Zhang Laoxia didn't panic at all, the old god was saying to them: "No need! When you come at this time, maybe this future life will be cold and stiff, and the old man will wake him up long ago with a little trick! This is about a person who has many wrinkles and does not blush, and it is really the same as the truth, but I heard the old man say again, "Xiaozhong, you stay, the two little girls go out to play by themselves, by the way, make a cup and come up to Longjing." ”

"The little torturer said that you have a point, so the old man came over to listen to what you are reasoning." Zhang Laoxia sat in front of the bed and said to the old housekeeper, "Xiaozhong, this person is old, and he doesn't have a few years to live, if this posterity is not good, you can accompany him to the old man's backyard, live for ten or eight years to study, and let him come out when the old man dies, and it will be less than thirty, what do you think?" ”

"Old man Zhang, my young master ......" The old housekeeper had just opened his mouth, and was stopped by this old man raising his hand.

I only heard the old man say in a deep voice: "Xiaozhong, do you think that the old man is not qualified to discipline his son for the apprentice?" ”

"What do you always want to hear, just say it, there's no need to pretend to embarrass Uncle Zhong." Ding Yi was not angry when he heard this, he pulled a robe from the bed and put it on, groped out of bed, and said to Xue Ning who came in with tea, "The old man is not thirsty, don't use the tea first, you can rest for a while." ”

Zhang Laoxia listened to a pair of old eyes that widened, pointed at Ding Banyan, and suddenly laughed: "Good boy, don't care about the tea?" Okay, happy, this is the real temperament, maybe the old man blamed you, you say, this spur horse price to only one percent, but what's going on? Don't play tricks with the old man, the little torturer eats you, you can't mess with the old man in front of him. ”

"Diplomacy...... Fuyi is no trivial matter. Ding Yi thought about it, and changed the word that this old man could understand.

"Well, it turns out that you also know the importance of this life."

"The country is powerful, and Ban Dingyuan rides thirty-six horses across the Western Regions; The country was weak, and the two emperors of Jingkang died in the city of the Five Kingdoms. Ding Yi organized the language, using words that the other party could accept in this era to express his opinions, obviously this old man is an old man, and he is definitely not so easy to pass the test, "Whether the tile spur commits the side is not the price of the horse, but the strength of the Ming Dynasty." Is it pass? ”

"That makes sense."

"Chengzu was safe in the south back then, but for what? Especially in the second Ping'an South, he was about to raise troops to the north to conquer Mongolia, why did he send troops to Ping'an South? ”

"Oh? Are you familiar with the examples? "Zhang Laoxia was a little unexpected, he thought that Ding Yi was just a man who had been inherited by his father, but he was lazy and didn't practice, so that he had a realm but no liliang, at most, he knew some righteousness, so he could just make big words, and he didn't think that Ding Yi would be a war example.

In fact, he really asked Ding Yi to say anything righteous, quoting scriptures and classics, etc., he definitely couldn't get it, but this battle example was his specialty, for example, he didn't know that year in the orthodox year, but when he heard that the great eunuch was called Wang Zhen, he remembered the civil fort. There were several large-scale wars in the Ming generation, and as a military enthusiast, Ding Yi had no reason not to know.

Therefore, Ding Yi seemed confident: "I dabbled in a little, and I dare not say that I am familiar with it." ”

"Then why do you think you went to Annan for the second time?"

"Poisonous sores are always going to flare up, and it's better to squeeze them out early than to know when they're going to burst out. Therefore, the student pressed down the price of the horse, just to see the attitude of the tile spur towards the Ming Dynasty, if the tile spur has the intention of committing a crime, then the horse price is an excuse for the outbreak, as long as the Ming Dynasty is waiting for the day, even if the tile spur invades, it can also resist the enemy's country, this is called not to fight an unprepared war! ”

Zhang Laoxia looked at Ding Yi and sighed calmly: "What you get on paper will be shallow after all!" You have such knowledge, but do you know that things are not as simple as you think......"

"It's nothing more than eating empty, not repairing the armament, and filling the private pockets in the civil and official fire; If from another level, it is nothing more than a problem of redundant officials, redundant soldiers, and redundant expenses in the former Song Dynasty, but did the old man think that now there are still old soldiers in the south of Ping'an and the north of the desert during the Chengzu period. Could it be that this problem of redundant officials, redundant soldiers, and redundant expenses will naturally go straight to the bridgehead? There will be a war between the tile spur and the Ming Dynasty, and this battle should be sooner rather than later! Ding Yi directly came to a conclusion.

Zhang Laoxia was shocked when he heard this, and fell into deep thought.

After a long time, I heard him say, "Tea." ”

As soon as Ding walked out of the room, he brought in the tray that Fang Cai Xue Ning had left outside, the old man reached out and took a sip, and immediately spit it out, and scolded with two white eyebrows: "Dead child!" Are you going to die? The old man is seventy and five today, and the children and grandchildren are full below, do you drink cold tea for the old man? Fucking something wrong with drinking, do you think you can get away with it? ”

"Save it." Ding Yi was not angry, so he put the tray aside, hugged his arms and said coldly, "You called people to come to me from the beginning, and you will lock people up for thirty or fifty years at every turn; If you fail, you come to the door by yourself, and you will lock me up until you die. If you don't look at your age, you really don't have to drink cold tea, you don't like to drink it, you don't drink it, you don't drink it! ”

"Young master, the old master is a registered disciple of Zhang Laoxia, and the young master also invites ......" The old butler listened to the side and panicked.

Ding Yi waved his hand disapprovingly: "Uncle Zhong, don't care about him, I know, I guess this old man is still an official, right?" I'm used to being slapped on the back, and I can't stand it if no one shoots for a day, so we can't get used to him. We bullied people like that in Rongcheng, didn't you see this old man reading for the sake of a named disciple, pull us along? Uncle Zhong, what are you kowtowing to him, get up, ignore him! ”

"Xiaozhong, get up." Zhang Laoxia stretched out his foot and kicked the old housekeeper gently, but drank the bowl of cold tea in one go, put the tea cup on the table, looked up at Ding Yi, and suddenly patted his thigh and said, "Okay!" Bring seeds! Unexpectedly, the old man, a named disciple, went early, but he left a horse of a thousand miles! Xiao Zhong, in two days, it will be the tenth day of the first month, you take him to the old man's side to meet his brothers, that's all! …… Don't help! What to help? Lao Tzu can also use the knife and get on the horse! The old man got up and walked out of the door, Uncle Zhong wanted to help him, but he was reprimanded by him, which was really shocking and terrifying.

Ding Yi was really puzzled, and when Uncle Zhong sent the old man out to turn around, Ding Yi couldn't help but ask, "Uncle Zhong, where did this old man come from?" Do you want to get used to him like this! ”

The old housekeeper shook his head, but said to Ding Yi: "Young master, you all know about the expedition to Annan, and speaking of the veterans of a hundred battles during the Chengzu period, you still have to ask the old slave, who is this?" "Uncle Zhong's meaning is obvious, you are turning around and slapping other people's ass, and here you are salivating and pretending not to know who they are, this is too hypocritical, right?

Ding Yi felt that he couldn't say it, God knew who the old man was? Just now, there was a case of war, that is, the war against Annam. Ding Yi knew that even the second expedition to Annan coincided with the Ming Chengzu's expedition to Mobei, and it seemed that 200,000 soldiers had been sent to ask for a quick victory, and Ding Yi had some impressions, but who was the commander and who was the supervisor, and Ding Yi was not a computer nor a historian - after all, in the special forces, he was going to fight terrorism and drugs, and when he became a criminal policeman, he wanted to catch murderers, that is, he was a military enthusiast. If there are conditions, it is not a problem for Ding Yi to make a fire gun, but it is nonsense for him to explain the three expeditions to Annan.

Uncle Zhong took a look at him for a long time before he was sure that Ding Yi really didn't know, and couldn't help but nod and give Ding Yishu a thumbs up: "Young master, so daring!" So you really don't know! This is the current Taishi and the British Gongzhang Gongfu who just mentioned the Hundred Battles Battlefield, the Four Ping'an South, and the Pinghan King Rebellion in the Chengzu period! ”

When Ding thought about it, he couldn't help but be startled, that's right, this Zhang Fu is the protagonist of the three expeditions to Annan, so I remembered it, but this is secondary, the important thing is the British duke. The British public vein is really as stable as Mount Tai in the Ming Dynasty, no matter when the situation changes, whether it is Liu Jin or Wei Zhongxian, no one dares to touch them.

This is a real honor, if you want to hug your thighs, this is a hundred times more reliable than Wang Zhen.

Dan Ding Yi suddenly felt that something was not right, because Zhang Fu's name was a little familiar, and it was not a matter of Zheng Annan.

After thinking for a while, Ding Yi suddenly stood up and asked the old housekeeper sharply, "Uncle Zhong, does that old man really have anything to do with us?" ”

Uncle Zhong nodded.

Ding Yi didn't say anything, because he knew that this old man didn't care whether he was Zhang Laoxia or British Gong Zhang Fu, in short, this old man didn't have a few days to live.