The sky is vast and wild, and the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep.

Uncle Zheng sat in front of the barbecue grill, the barbecue grill was roasting mutton, and there were a lot of seasonings in bottles and jars next to him.

Although Uncle Zheng is not a barbecue master, he actually pays attention to the quality of life on weekdays, so his hands-on ability is not bad.

At the same time, all kinds of spices are here, and you won't taste bad even if you bake your boots.

"With so many condiments, the original taste of mutton has long been covered."

The Sword Master, who was sitting next to him with a cup of tea in his hand, spoke.

On the other side, the Savage King, who was still shackled on his feet, rubbed his hands a little excitedly, and when he saw the Sword Saint talking like this, he directly retorted:

"Spices are expensive things, look at your disgust and don't look down on other people's appearance, tsk."

The Sword Saint took a sip of tea, glanced at the Savage King with disdain, and said, "I also had a hard life when I was a child. ”

"You also said that you were a child, how old are you now?

People's mouths, people's feeding, in fact, the most fucking cheap, don't take ten or eight years, give you half a year of good things, and then think back to the old coarse tea and light rice, it's difficult. ”

"Not necessarily."

"You're trying to say that you're living a poor life now? That's because you have money, don't say you don't have money, as long as you open your mouth, even if you want a small gold mountain, our uncle will find a way to move it for you.

is rich, but lives poorly, that is the mood, just like not asking the sisters to take off their clothes in the red tent but just want to watch them dance.

If you don't have money, it's not called poverty, it's really poor. ”

The Sword Saint didn't bother to argue about this anymore, but said, "Why are you talking so much today?" ”

The savage king smiled and said: "Uncle pity us, take us out of the cage, and bring us over for a picnic, the scenery here is also excellent, we can't talk well, to relieve our marquis, how can you be like you, like an uncle, just sit there and pretend to be a mud tire in the temple."

Well, since you are a cleaner and responsible for Qinggao, then we have to be a little enthusiastic little skin to save it boring. ”

The monk sitting opposite heard this,

Put your hands together:

"Amitabha."

The little monk next to him, who was staring at the barbecue grill and drooling, also immediately wiped the corner of his mouth, and put his hands together:

"Ami...... The lamb is going to burn! ”

"Wow!"

Immediately, a hairy chestnut from the master knocked down.

"It's ready to eat."

"Yo, Uncle Xie."

The Savage King was not polite, grabbed two and gnawed them directly.

He eats meat very quickly, and he doesn't seem to be afraid of being hot, and all of a sudden, a stick of meat is put into his mouth.

Juggernaut reached out and took one and ate it slowly.

His body was still recovering, and it was not suitable for this kind of feasting.

In his previous life, the warriors and heroes in Zheng Fan's impression should all drink wine and eat meat in large pieces, and the hand-held wine jug swept the surrounding charms and spirits in a dashing manner.

But in this life, after practicing martial arts by himself and coming into contact with the existence of the Sword Saint Jing Nanhou at the same time, he found that they were actually very self-disciplined, and this kind of self-discipline was better than that of athletes in later generations.

This is a strange circle problem, on the one hand, their physique has long exceeded ordinary people, in fact, even if the erosive point of life and eating style is more durable than ordinary people.

But it is precisely because of their strong self-discipline that they can achieve heights that are difficult for ordinary martial artists to achieve.

It was Sha Tuo Que Shi's sloppy appearance like a vagabond at the beginning, and that was also because people had put down everything and planned to go to Zhenbei Hou Mansion to ask for an explanation.

But

This kind of self-control, Uncle Zheng is really difficult to do.

Normal sword practice, yes, normal martial arts, it's okay, but give up the desire to eat or live an ascetic-like life in pursuit of strength and promotion, Uncle Zheng really doesn't have that awareness.

How can you come here, I lived too hard in my last life, and I was diagnosed with a rare terminal illness at a young age, if I still live in retreat and cultivation with great hatred in this life, why bother?

As soon as I thought of this,

After Uncle Zheng ate a piece of meat,

Habitually, he took out the Chinese tin box and smoked a cigarette from it.

Jingnanhou once said in front of Zheng Fan that tobacco is harmful to the body,

But what of the things in this world that can make people get pleasure quickly and in the short term, which one has no side effects on the body?

The little monk also stretched out his hand to grab the barbecue, but was slapped by his master again.

Then

The little monk looked at Zheng Fan pitifully while touching his skull.

Zheng Fan held a cigarette in his left hand and said:

"Eat."

The monk of the empty edge clasped his hands together:

"Amitabha, since the uncle forced him with cannon branding and torture, then let's eat it, and the Buddha will forgive us."

forthwith

A large and a small monk began to sweep the battlefield.

The meat that was roasted before was still less, and it was not enough at all.

The monk of the Void Edge neatly put the meat on it again and continued to roast it, while also skillfully applying spices to it.

Not far away, a thousand snow sea cavalry were cruising.

Behind Zheng Fan, Ah Ming was still sitting, but Ah Ming didn't eat meat.

Uncle Zheng is used to being cautious, even if he goes to the grassland for a barbecue before the autumn is completely in autumn, he also puts a lot of effort into security.

Uncle Zheng has never denied that he is afraid of death, and he seems to be very honest.

Right

I can't talk about how high and powerful I am now, and I am far from the so-called ten thousand people under one person, but I can be regarded as a soil emperor anyway.

In later generations, the mayor of the municipality directly under the central government also led the commander of the local military district.

In a small life, I still have a good life, so I naturally have to find a way to live a more stable life and make my happiness last.

And

After receiving the news from Yanjing and the handwritten letter from Xiao Liuzi,

Uncle Zheng suddenly felt that his previous caution was really prescient.

Look at the grievances of the little six sons in the letter,

Just "that crazy woman" was mentioned seven or eight times in the letter, which was enough to show the anger in Xiao Liuzi's heart.

This is probably the subversion and frustration of the old fox who is good at playing tricks at the poker table when he is overturned at the poker table, at that moment, Xiao Liuzi should feel that he is not a prince, but a weak chicken.

Uncle Zheng can empathize with that feeling very much, because he has also been a weak chicken.

It is precisely because of the unpleasant taste that Uncle Zheng is forced to collect the masters around him,

It doesn't matter if it's dead or alive, crippled or crippled,

All tied to themselves.

Because Uncle Zheng believes that it may not be so critical now, but in a few years, as his power and importance continue to rise, his head is worthy of being picked up by extremely precious masters sent by the enemy party.

Even, there may be a great master of the rivers and lakes like the Sword Saint, who spontaneously comes over to take the head of the swallow dog Zheng Fanxiang.

This is not an exaggeration, think about how the old Situ family master died.

Stretching his waist, Zheng Fan lay down on his side, supported the grass with his right arm, and put on a very leisurely posture, and said at the same time:

"Lord Hou of Zhenbei, he will come to us to enjoy the snow in a while."

The eyes of the savage king, who had just heard the news, immediately lit up,

You can even feel his snort getting extremely heavy,

But soon,

As he picked up another skewer and swept the meat into his mouth, his mind instantly regained his calm.

And after chewing the meat,

He spoke:

"Uncle, the slave thinks that the county lord is not here just to enjoy the snow."

"Oh, what do you think it's for?"

Zheng Fan looked at the Savage King with interest.

"Uncle, since the county lord is coming, does this mean that his marriage with the prince will not be completed?"

The Savage King is usually locked in a cage, only being squeezed by the blind, and few people will supplement it with external information, and even if there is, it is only limited to some changes in the snowfield.

"The Empress is gone."

Hearing this reason, the Savage King nodded and said:

"So, our Royal Highness the county lord is really miserable, and every big wedding has an accident?"

And one of them was related to him.

"Get down to business." Zheng Fan reminded.

"Uncle, this is also a serious matter, as the saying goes, but one can be two can not be three, in a row, the marriage of the county lord and the prince, I am afraid that it will have to be put aside for a long time, the dish will be cold and bad for a long time, and the marriage of two people is actually more unreal than the dish.

The slave felt that the county lord was looking at the snow this time, but he wanted to take this opportunity to peek at the reality and at the same time, meddle in something, this is the truth.

You must know that in Jindi, there are still two towns and towns in the northern army. ”

Hearing this,

Zheng Fan couldn't help laughing,

Road:

"Not really, right?"

Li Bao's town was killed in battle because of Li Bao, although the new general soldier was the deputy general soldier in the original Zhenbei Army, but in fact, it is an inevitable fact that its control over the soldiers and horses in that town has declined, coupled with the prosperity of Quhe City, the Zhenbei Army is estimated to have other thoughts for a long time, and it is no longer a pure town in Beifeng County in the past.

As for Li Fusheng's town, it was placed by the Marquis of Jingnan, that is, stationed in Fengxincheng, to the southeast, to deter the Chu people, and to the west, to maintain influence on Yingdu.

If Li Liangting, the king of Zhenbei, came in person, it would naturally not be a big problem, and there was a high probability that the Zhenbei Army of these two towns would still obey Li Liangting's orders.

But the county lord ......

The gap is too big.

"Uncle, don't believe it, the county lord, first of all, she is very beautiful."

The Juggernaut frowned slightly,

Li Fan shook his little eyebrows, obviously, the little monk was very curious about how beautiful the county lord was.

Followed by

The Savage King continued:

"Secondly, the county lord is very willful, she doesn't think about it so much before she does a lot of things, let's na, it used to be called barefoot and not afraid to wear shoes, so you don't care, and the county lord has a lot of shoes at home.

Whether it succeeds or not, the slave thinks that the county lord is likely to try.

Even, the slave also thinks that the county lord may try to recruit you over. ”

"Huh."

Zheng Fan felt that the more the savage king said, the more outrageous it became,

"Does Benber need to find any other backers?"

"She can do anything." The Savage King smiled and said, "So, please make a little preparation first." ”

Zheng Fan smiled:

"Prepare what?"

"When you are ready to face the county lord's solicitation by then, you can't laugh like you do now."

………

I went out during the day, and I came back a little late, plus my schedule was still in the midst of tumbling for a while, and I couldn't stay up late.