He looked back, and it turned out that the staff member rushed over with a smile on his face, "Master Ma said that General Huang and I will be colleagues in the future, and he wants me to be closer to the general, so I want to invite General Huang to have a drink." ”

Another one came to tempt, and he was mentally prepared for this kind of encounter, so he immediately nodded with a smile. Two people walk side by side. Along the way, the traps laid by the scribes several times were easily resolved by him, and he dealt with them perfectly. Soon the scribe was completely relieved, and he no longer had any scruples in his conversation. The two exchanged unnutritious compliments, and soon became affectionate like brothers.

"Huang is not a general, Mr. is high. ”

"General Huang is too modest, and now Dajin Zhaozao, the general's future is limitless. ”

"Sir, it's over. ”

......

Huang Shi quickly figured out that this was another Han talent, and he didn't pass the exam for more than ten years, so he was angry with Daming. Just in time for the opportunity of Hou Jin Chu to Liaodong, he climbed the branch and became a phoenix. In his words, he constantly boasted about the martial arts of the Houjin and praised the Khan's diligence and love for the people.

The scribe himself is even more likely to be a post-Jin person, better than a post-Jin person, and Huangshi is very familiar with this kind of person. The scribe's words, expressions, and movements were so coordinated that he almost vomited on the spot. Sending such an idiot to test himself, Li Yongfang is really stupid.

Suppressing the deep disgust of this person in his heart, Huangshi is also a false and wronged snake, anyway, the sedan chair carries people, and he released one or two percent of the kung fu of adjusting the schoolbag and patting the sycophants, and coaxed the scribe to be fluttering. Huang Shi flattered this shameless man on his lips, but in his heart he hoped that he would have a bad luck.

The scribe, whose two sleeves were always together, walked and swayed left and right, this posture made Huangshi look awkward, and he felt less generous than a woman with small feet, but fortunately he quickly walked to the side box.

After serving the wine and hot food, there were only two people left in the room, and Huangshi poured him cup after cup with ill intentions, and the scribe did not refuse, and after a while, he was drunk, but until this time, he could still twist his long sleeves, and when he pinched the wine glass, he only poked out the little thumb that was upturned.

Holding his hands and drinking - it is really incredibly elegant, and Huang Shi, who admires the five-body throw, secretly learns this etiquette while piling up sycophantic smiles on his face, listening to the scribe boast about how he is valued by Li Yongfang. That Li Yongfang is not only a horse, but also compiled into the Zhenglan Banner by Nurhachi, not to mention a large number of Niu Lu, but also responsible for most of the training of Niu Lu of the Han Army, which is definitely a high authority.

"Qingqing Zijin, relax my heart. That's what the master said about me. ”

Li Yongfang was born as a military general, and his cultural literacy Huangshi has long known it after several contacts. Blow it, you don't pay taxes if you brag anyway. Even if he killed Huangshi, he wouldn't believe that Li Yongfang's martial artist would know Cao Cao's verses: "Mr. can get the weight of the master of the horse, and it is not just around the corner to show his strengths." ”

The laughing scribe burped a drunken voice, his eyes becoming more and more distracted, and according to Yellowstone's experience, this man was almost dead. Sure enough, this guy was so drunk that he no longer concealed his contempt for the martial arts, and he said in a sarcastic tone: "Does General Huang also understand poetry? Haha, the two sentences I read have a lot of origins. ”

How could I not know the tanka line, Huangshi cursed in his stomach. However, the scribe was naturally not the roundworm in Huang Shi's stomach, he looked at Huang Shi who was speechless and laughed wildly: "I expected it to be good, General Huang really didn't know, his words were not true, and he should be fined three cups." ”

Saying that, he forced Huang Shi to pour himself wine, and looked at Huang Shi's eyes full of ridicule, which made Huang Shi rush upwards and gave him a nail that was neither soft nor hard: "Huang heard that Cao Thief already had a heart of disobedience when he wrote this poem, I don't know if it is or not." ”

These words couldn't help but ridicule the scribe, and faintly wrapped around Li Yongfang, making him stunned for a moment, and embarrassedly began to drink to cover up. Huang Shi looked at his embarrassed expression with satisfaction, and was even more glad that his boasting had finally come to an end.

However, it was only paused for a moment, and soon the scribes started again, and it became more and more outrageous: "Zhuge Wuhou was pulled out of the grass by the ancestor Jian, and I was also invited by the master of the horse from the white body to be a staff member......

After listening to him talk nonsense for a long time, Huang Shi grabbed a gap and complimented: "Mr. is rich in five cars, full of economy, Huang Moujie Wufu, admire, admire." ”

This compliment made the scribe even more unknown to how old he was, and he was crazy: "I plan to make a statement to the master of the horse, Zhenjiang Mao Wenlong is just a clown who jumps off the beam, and the Ming army in Liaodong is in Guangning at all, as long as the Khan King breaks through its roots, the remnants will naturally dissipate." Therefore, it is better to send troops to Liaohe as soon as possible! What does General Huang think?"

Ignoring the active enemy in the rear, he went to provoke the frontal sit-in army, not to mention that he should destroy the enemy army when it was weak, and dared to offer a plan at this level of idiocy. Huang Shi sneered inwardly, he wanted to watch this two hundred and five traitors get whipped more and more.

So Huang Shi couldn't wait to add a fire: "The battle situation in Liaodong is indeed like this, if Mr. is looking at the fire, this is called strategizing and winning thousands of miles away." Sir should go and offer advice at once!"

"A few days ago, I also found Yuan Taizu's poem No. 1: Thousands of miles of cars and books are mixed, how can there be a different frontier in the south of the Yangtze River? The scribe shook his head and finished reading King Hailing's masterpiece with a disgusting smile on his face: "When I dedicate the soldiers of the Khan King to the Liaohe River and the horses to Guangning, I will definitely dedicate this poem to the Khan King!"

After King Hailing finished writing, he was defeated by the Song army and died in the chaos, dedicating this kind of unlucky poem to Nurhachi, it is estimated that he will be able to enjoy the treatment of riding a wooden donkey in the streets immediately, Huangshi now understands the level of the master in front of him, no wonder he has not been admitted to Xiucai for decades.

"Sir is really talented," Huang Shi praised sincerely, grinned, and held a glass of wine in both hands to salute: "The King of Khan must be overjoyed, and when Mr. soars, don't forget me." ”

The scribe did not even have a wine glass, nor did he take the conversation, his face was drunk, his eyes were clear and bright, and there was still a little bit of arrogance, and this bright gaze gradually gathered into a needle-like blade carved into Huangshi's face.

After a while, the scribe smiled faintly at Huang Shi, turned his head, shook his sleeves, and stretched out a hand to pour himself a glass of wine, and the murderous aura that permeated Huang Shi Teng stood up suddenly, and the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground, making a piercing sound of shattering. He retreated to the foot of the house, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled out his waist knife, and the room suddenly became cold.

As if not feeling the tension, the scribe calmly drank the glass of wine before speaking to Huangshi:

"If King Hailing is a great husband like Liu Yu, 17 people can destroy the dynasty and seize the country, and Zhao Ji is extremely strong, why do you need a million heroes? If it is not a real man, even if there are elite soldiers and fierce generals, he will only die and the country will be destroyed, and he will laugh for the world. Mr. Huang, do you say yes or no?"

(Section 2)

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