Yuan Keli babbled about the grief of the Ming Dynasty over the years, the sorrow in his heart, and at the same time completed a sincere teaching to the only disciple in front of him.

In fact, for this strong man, crying without scruples and venting all the grievances he has suffered over the years, instead of holding them all in his heart, is more effective in treating his depression and heart disease.

But Chongzhen also knows that the psychological strength of this thin man is no less than that of a special combat soldier, who has had professional and systematic psychological education and training, and has passed many harsh assessments.

Therefore, Chongzhen did not interrupt, let alone comfort, but just played the role of an excellent psychological mentor, encouraging Yuan Keli to continue to confide in himself with a trusting gaze.

It wasn't until Yuan Keli said that rational thinking finally began to change to emotional emotion.

Chong Zhencai took out a small wine gourd from his bosom, unplugged it, and held it in his hand and shook it gently.

When the aroma of the wine overflowed, under Yuan Keli's stunned gaze, he touched his glasses with him, and then suddenly approached his mouth and drank a big sip beautifully, and smashed his mouth beautifully when he was finished, showing that the aftertaste was endless.

Although Yuan Keli's wine quantity is not good, his ability to taste wine is very good, and only from the smell of wine that is more mellow than the gourd in his hand, he has already deduced that the gourd in the hands of this bad apprentice is the best pure wine.

So, he glared at Chongzhen with disdain: "You rabbit cub...... It's a bit of a good thing, and I don't know how to honor the teacher......"

As he spoke, he touched the big gourd in his hand with the small gourd in his hand, shook his head with a smile, and then took a sip very modestly.

As for Chong Zhen's awkward smile and wanting to exchange gourds with him, Yuan Keli ignored it at all.

- Just kidding, isn't it because of this persistence, or reserve, that the old man has survived in the cracks in the Ming Dynasty where the factional struggle is in full swing for so many years, and then he is unique?

For this kind of best heart defense player with a rock-like heart, Chongzhen knew that it was an opponent in chess, so he took out a small wine gourd from his bosom like a trick, drank it with one hand, and threw it to Yuan Keli casually with the other.

"How many treasures are hidden in your arms?" Yuan Keli took it, stared at Zhen Na's still slightly thin but already very broad and solid chest speechlessly, and sighed with relief and resentment.

learned to be serious, chicly used one-handed thumb to pull the plug, and when he raised his head, he only poured a small sip into his mouth, but this small mouth immediately made Yuan Keli fall in love completely.

The more mellow and stronger smell of wine finally stimulated all the heroic feelings hidden in his heart, and he couldn't help but shout "good wine", and suddenly raised his head and poured another big sip.

Soon, a small gourd burned about three taels of knives, and he drank it up in the frequent clinking glasses with Chongzhen.

Chongzhen felt that he was drunk, so he persuaded Yuan Keli not to drink.

However, Yuan Keli was also like those bold men who were really drunk, muttering vaguely "XX is not drunk", while loudly urging Chongzhen to take out the best wine.

Chongzhen was helpless, so he had to take out the third small wine gourd from his arms, and said with a painful mouth: "Na, this is really the last bottle......"

"Stingy...... The old man believes that you are a ghost...... "Yuan Keli snatched it, changed his elegant style, held the big wine bottle in his left hand, pinched the small wine bottle in his right hand, raised it to his mouth and drank most of it.

"I don't even want a snack for alcohol, maybe this is the real person who likes to drink well." Chongzhen watched with admiration, and drank all the wine in the gourd.

Yuan Keli finally howled and got drunk, and his heart was opened, and his tears were like a dam that opened the floodgates, and he couldn't stop crying, and he was still crying at first, but soon turned into heart-rending crying.

He also beat the shoulder of the apprentice who hugged him silently to show comfort, and vented loudly: "I didn't expect you to bully the old man......"

Now it's okay, even the guards guarding the courtyard outside were alarmed, and hurriedly broke down the door, wanting to see how the dignified governor was bullied by Chongzhen.

But I didn't want to see such a weird and warm scene in Jingshi.

I saw Chongzhen silently hugging Yuan Keli's tall but thin body, gently patting his almost skinny back, and whispering in his ear: "Master, good ...... The master doesn't cry......

Master, the apprentice wants to tell you a secret, in fact, the apprentice has a Shangfang sword in his hand...... Don't worry, just listen to the disciple.

This sword is called 'Ruqin', and it was given by Emperor Sejong Jiajing to the anti-Kou sage Hu Zongxian. Yes, you know a thing or two about what happened, but there is one thing that you must never have imagined.

That is-Xu Wei Xu Wenchang actually didn't die so early, he lived until he was one hundred and five years old, and he died suddenly in the Far North Forest a year ago.

His tomb was dug by the hands of the disciples, the tombstones were erected by the hands of the disciples, and the epitaph was also written by the hands of the disciples themselves.

That's right, it was he who rescued the apprentice from the thousands of troops and horses that were obedient to the slave chieftain, and devoted himself to nurturing and teaching him for eleven years, so that he had this apprentice in front of you.

Yes, he is the master of the apprentice's life, the only teacher. And you are the master of the apprentice's life, the only master.

Why do you say this life? Hehe, because the apprentice still has a memorable last life......"

Huang Chongzhen babbled in a magnetic voice, and Yuan Keli also muttered and listened, until his guards finally broke into the room to check.

Looking at their staggering appearance, it was obvious that he had mustered up a lot of courage, and Huang Chongzhen shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands at them, giving an innocent expression.

The honest Yuan Gong guards, you look at me, I look at you, and I don't feel that my own governor seems to be being bullied.

On the contrary, from the smell of wine in the room and the several wine gourds spilled on the ground, it can be seen that this governor who does not drink much alcohol is nothing more than drunk.

Huang Chongzhen snatched the big wine gourd in Yuan Keli's hand and threw it to the guards who were guarding his only master at all times.

The latter was covered with goosebumps, neither advancing nor retreating, the head of the guard took the wine gourd, leaned on the end of his nose and sniffed: "Wow! What wine! ”

In an instant, they poured back into the courtyard like the water at low tide to share the wine.

After circulating that there was not a drop of the wine in the gourd, he called Yuan Afu, who was preparing supper in the kitchen, over according to the instructions of Chongzhen, and waited for the governor to go to bed.

Yuan Afu listened to the stubborn old man who had grown up with him since he was a child, and finally let out a happy little snoring sound that he had not heard for decades.

He couldn't be too happy, shook his hand affectionately, and said excitedly: "General Locust...... Ah no, General Rhubarb Chongzhen, has the heart disease that has plagued the old man for many years been completely cured like this? ”

Chongzhen is really weird and helpless about the ancients' behavior of holding hands with the same sex, which is strange and helpless if it is placed in later generations and not misunderstood as that kind of relationship.

However, this was quite common in ancient China, especially among literati and scholars.

Huang Chongzhen was embarrassed to shake it off in order to take care of the self-esteem of this upright old servant.

I had to patiently explain: "The root of the disease is easy to get rid of, but the recovery is not so simple, and it is still necessary to take three months of Gui Spleen Soup, which can not only strengthen the spleen but also nourish the body, killing two birds with one stone." ”

"Thank you, little general, thank you, little general."

"You're welcome, Duke Yuan is dedicated to the country, all this is what I should do, not to mention that Duke Yuan has accepted me as a rough man as an apprentice. But after all, I am under Yuan Shuai, and sooner or later I will have to go back to Guanning.

However, before leaving, I will write out all the conditioning methods in detail, and the most important thing is the keel moxibustion on the dog days next year. Moxibustion for three years will have great effects. Actually......"

Yuan Afu saw that Chongzhen wanted to speak again, so he asked worriedly: "Actually, what? ”

"Actually, the teacher's body is not too difficult to recover, that is, in my absence, I have to ask you to take care of the teacher."

"Wherever you are, you should take care of your own master. Yes...... Young master, you are the closest to Jiannu, but you must take care of yourself. ”

"Don't worry, the Guanning defense line is extremely strong, the Guanning army is thriving, and under the advantages of one and the other, with Jiannu's current military strength that does not increase but loses, it will definitely not be able to fight down."

"So good, so good."

In fact, from the perspective of personal body, staying away from the intrigue of officialdom and letting go of the small trivial matters of Denglai is indeed the best way to heal.

After all, after all these years of exhaustion, Yuan Keli's mental strength is about to run out.

But Daming can't do without Yuan Gong, Denglai can't do without Yuan Gong, and even Guan Ning can't do without Yuan Gong's help.

Therefore, Chongzhen did not say the reason in detail, lest Yuan Afu, whose eyes were full of his own master, hear it in his heart, and he would also be subconsciously absorbed by Yuan Keli, who was sleeping.

After all, after this period of getting along and observing, Chongzhen has classified Yuan Keli and himself as a type of person.

- Rationality and emotion coexist.

Such people are meticulous and thoughtful.

No matter how big or small, as long as it is distributed, it will be done in an orderly manner.

As a result, there is an implicit cycle: the better you do, the more tasks you do.

Over time, you will be tired, and then tired, if you don't adjust it in time, sooner or later you will lose your mental strength, and then you will get seriously ill.

The Huang Chongzhen of the 22nd century, that is, has a cheerful personality and has very little desire, just silently moving forward with a heavy load outside, while studying, doing what he likes, and having a few confidantes everywhere to enjoy life.

But he never racked his brains to get close to the whirlpool of power, so that he was restricted by many rules and regulations, and he couldn't help himself, and he was very tired of living.