A carriage stopped on the side, the curtain was lifted, and Liu Shu inside nodded politely, which was considered a salute.

She can't move now, and the Zaifu don't say much.

"The lower official has resigned."

Qin Wei's family is about to travel, and the young family makes the Zai Fu a little embarrassed.

"The old man is old."

Lu Yijian said this, but his expression was full of ambition. As prime minister, he felt that he would go down in history, and for that he was willing to stay all year round.

Pang Jiliang said with a smile: "Han Xiang is not old, Your Majesty relies on it, you have to work for another ten years...... Hey! Does that seem like a kind of family? ”

A man came in front of him and arched his hand: "The villain is a kind of family, and I have seen all of you." ”

"What are you here for?"

Lu Yijian has a characteristic, that is, once he decides who he wants to support, he rarely changes his attitude, so his tone is a little cold.

The man smiled and said, "There are some gifts that the seed family wants to offer to Your Majesty...... Just tomorrow. ”

He had come first to inquire about the news to see if His Majesty had accepted the gift from the planters.

"Hmm!"

Lu Yijian snorted coldly: "In the past, they just gave gifts to their families, and that was because they were far away in Fuzhou. Why do you think about giving gifts in Qingjian City? Isn't this to let the folded family specialize in beauty? ”

Originally, the Zhe family was a little unwelcome on Linfu Road, and there was some outside blood, so they wanted to integrate in.

Gift-giving is the instinct of human beings without a teacher, and the folding family is no exception, so it has become a practice to give gifts to His Majesty at the beginning of each year.

This is to express the loyalty of the folding family, but the planting family has never given gifts, and this year is coming, most of them are the signs of not folding the family.

The man smiled and said, "My family Langjun is back in charge of Qingjian City, and his gratitude to His Majesty is indescribable......

This excuse is very clumsy, but Lu Yijian is not prepared to interfere.

It has become a custom for the Zhe family to give gifts to His Majesty every year. His Majesty is naturally not short of that money, what he is poor is his attitude, the attitude of surrendering to the family.

After intercepting and killing the five Western Xia people, news came from the Wansheng army that Zhi Jizu could take a leave in advance.

This is a gesture of goodwill from the commander Huang Yi.

When they returned home, three carriages were parked outside the door, and a group of sergeants with a fierce atmosphere all over their bodies saluted.

"I've seen Lang Jun."

Zhi Jizu nodded, "But the gift from home is here?" ”

"Yes."

The leader is a literati named He Gui, who is in his thirties, and he laughs very kindly.

Zhe Jizu cleaned up the blood stains on the road, but the smell of blood on his body was still strong, He Gui snorted and asked, "Lang Jun did it?" ”

This Langjun boy came to Bianliang, half of it was a proton, and half of it was to reduce the internal friction within the Fuzhou army.

As the younger brother of Zhe Jimin, Zhe Jizu is not supposed to be a child, and there are many juniors in the family, although it is okay to find one.

But he is too young, Fuzhou is a border pass, and it is impossible to hand it over to a teenager.

So he succeeded Min to the throne and followed his ancestors into Beijing

The news of Zhe Jizu's presence in the capital continued to spread back to Fuzhou, and it was rumored that this Lang Jun was ruthless and easy to fight...... But it's the New Year!

Who fights on New Year's Day?

"It's nothing, just killed a few people."

Zhe Jizu opened the door and went straight to wash and change clothes, He Gui was also used to his indifference, and asked someone to go to the kitchen to make a fire to cook, and asked someone to feed the horse.

When Zhe Jizu came out, a large pot of steaming soup cakes was ready, and he got a big bowl, so he squatted on the side and snorted and ate.

"If only there was wine."

This way, He Gui was almost out of his body by the cold wind, and he couldn't wait to soak in the wine jar at the moment, the northwest was bitterly cold, and there were very few people who couldn't drink, and there were not many who didn't like to drink.

"There is one in the wood-house, take out some jars."

He Gui immediately smiled and said, "Don't hurry up yet!" But don't drink too much, we'll enter the palace later. ”

The warriors of the Northwest are fierce and defy the rules of the world.

But this is the capital, and no matter how unruly you are, you have to put it away.

"It's okay to drink."

Zhe Jizu said this, after the wine jar was brought, he opened a jar by himself and drank it with soup cakes, He Gui saw that he was drinking like drinking water, and couldn't help but shake his head slightly.

The news of his step-ancestor kept coming back, but everyone didn't know about his personal affairs.

In He Gui's opinion, this kind of drinking appearance is clearly a drunkard, the sons of Lao Zhizhou are very powerful, Zhi Jimin resolutely chose Qin Wei, who was not very strong, and even did not hesitate to send his own brother to Bianliang.

But now it seems that Zhi Jimin is extremely far-sighted.

Qin Wei is a righteous person.

There was already a Di Qing by his side who could be used, but if something happened to the folded family, he would still try his best to deal with it.

The last time the tripartite martial arts exercise, Di Qing came out on top, and Zhe Jizu, as the second place, should not have been in the front, but Qin Wei secretly operated and let Zhe Jizu get the position of the commander of Wansheng Army.

The ancestors are also angry, and the art of war and martial arts are all superior.

But drunkards can't!

Countless examples in history prove that drunkards can only make mistakes, and they will follow their ancestors......

He had to find an opportunity to persuade him, he was tired all the way, and he only felt sore when he arrived here at the moment, so he raised his glass and took a sip.

Burst!

As soon as the wine entered his mouth, a spicy sensation made He Gui spray.

The wine was spraying all over the ground, he looked up, and looked at Zhi Jizu who was drinking in amazement, Zhi Jizu frowned and looked at him, and took a sip of wine without changing his face.

"Lang Jun!"

He Gui was a little flustered, so he walked over regardless of his humility, picked up the jar of wine that folded his step-ancestor, leaned over and sniffed it, the same spicy taste!

"Lang Jun, you ...... a lot of wine"

Brother, let's stop drinking, okay?

He Gui was a little flustered, Zhi Jizu glanced at him, and then took a sip of wine, "Why did you send this timid person this year?" ”

Timid?

He Gui, who got this comment, was angry, of course he didn't dare to be angry at Zhe Jizu, but he dared to drink, drink, get drunk and go to give gifts tomorrow.

It stands to reason that this gift should be taken by the step-ancestor to give it away, but when He Gui saw that he drank strong wine like drinking water, he couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, so he thought of such a bitter strategy to advise.

It's not a big problem to give gifts a day late, but the step-ancestor should be alert, right?

He took a few sips, burped, and rolled his eyes at the spicy.

After eating a few bites of soup cakes to suppress the wine, he began to drink again.

Half a catty of wine was drunk, and He Gui's eyes were a little straight.

"Lang Jun...... How much did Lang Jun drink? ”

The subordinates only dared to drink one cup to get tired, and when they heard the words, they said: "Lang Jun has drunk half a jar." ”

He Gui felt that his life was really bitter, and he actually met a drunkard Lang Jun, can this drunkard lead the Wansheng army? Can you lead the army into battle?

No!

Then the folding step-ancestor can be regarded as abolished.

Thinking of this, He Gui couldn't help but have tears in his eyes, "Old Zhizhou is a good person!" It's a pity ......"

It's a pity to give birth to a son, but he is an alcoholic.

His drunkenness gradually came up, and he heard Zhi Jizu say: "Send one car for three cars, give one car to the Qin family, and divide one car into two halves, half for the Pang family and half for the Wang family." ”

He Gui was drunk, so he responded: "Okay." ”

The hands looked at each other, but they did not dare to speak.

Later, He Gui finished eating the soup cake and staggered up, "Let's go, give a gift to Your Majesty." ”

A sergeant looked at Zhe Jizu with a pleading look in his eyes, signaling that he was afraid that something would happen if he went like this.

Zhen Jizu clasped the middle and lower part of the bowl with his thumb and middle finger, buckled the upper edge of the bowl with his index finger, gently picked up the wine bowl and took a sip, and said, "That's it." ”

He is the younger brother of Zhe Jimin, if he is not young, the Zhe family and Fuzhou at this moment should be ruled by their brothers, so what he said is extremely weighty.

So the sergeants looked at each other, someone went to set up a car, brought a cart of gifts out of the house, and the war horse that got the essence to eat neighed, and went to the imperial city in high spirits.

He Gui rode all the way, and when he arrived outside the imperial city, the convoy of the breeder who gave gifts came, and when he saw that He Gui only brought a carriage, the breeder couldn't help but burst into laughter.

The steward who was the leader walked over, and after He Gui dismounted, he smelled a smell of wine, and his smile became more sincere, "This is...... Only one cart of things? ”

"yes!"

He Gui looked at the three carriages behind him, and the alcohol all dissipated, leaving only fear.

In previous years, there were three carriages, but this year there is only one carriage, what does this mean?

There are fewer and fewer gifts to His Majesty, and one less is more than sixty percent.

Your Majesty will be angry, right?

He Gui's wine all turned into cold sweat.

He's panicking at the moment!

Lang Jun, you killed so-and-so! This matter went wrong.,Folded Jimin.。。 Naturally, he will not blame his step-ancestor, but will only hit him on He Gui's body.

Therefore, He Gui resented his step-ancestor in his heart, but also hated his own amount of alcohol, and he couldn't drink it again in the future.

At this moment, He Gui swore in his heart that he would never drink again in this life.

The steward of the seed family was laughing, and went straight over and said: "Please go and say that the northwest is bitter cold, but there are also some worthless things, and the seed family does not dare to hide them privately, and wants to sacrifice them to Your Majesty." ”

Those things are really worthless, but they are all specialties of the Northwest, this is the intention, someone quickly went to tell it, and the rest of the people began to check the things on the cart.

The steward didn't worry about this, and walked to He Gui's side and said with a smile: "My family Langjun said that the battle for the gate is ordinary, and what really needs to be done is on the battlefield." The Zhe family got a lot of opportunities to kill the enemy, but there was no movement on the side of Qingjian City, so this gift was not a farewell to the Zhe family, but a farmer who wanted to kill the enemy! ”

Gift-giving is to show attitude: Your Majesty, the loyalty of the seed family will only be more than that of the folded family, but ask for the opportunity to kill the enemy!

He Gui also understood at this moment, and his face became more and more pale, this was the battle of the gate, but he made a mistake.

Get back?

He looked at the lonely carriage and knew that he couldn't go back, the matter had already exploded, and he would go back to get those two carriages to cover up and die himself.

So he could only stiffen up, and his heart was beating faster and faster.

"Is the family poor enough to be like this? And a carriage came. ”

"This year is the first year of Mingdao, the first year of His Majesty's year, how grand it is, it's not too grand.

ridiculing the old opponent is a reserved program for both sides, and if the breeder is unlucky at the moment, He Gui will also make sarcasm.

He Gui Muran raised his head and just listened.

"Your step-ancestor is thriving in the capital, why don't you ask him? This is self-proclaimed, right? Turning around, the step-ancestor will clean you up and let you go and deal with the fanren......"

He Gui lowered his head and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

Even the family members said that Zhe Jizu was good in the capital, but he didn't know that he was a drunkard, and he made a big mistake with one sentence.

"It's Xu Duzhi who is here."

Someone whispered, and everyone quickly stood up, squeezing out a smile and facing Xu Maoze who came over.

The steward of the family smiled very naturally, and when Xu Mao approached, he arched his hand and said: "My family Langjun ordered the villain to send some northwest specialties for the New Year." ”

Too much talk doesn't necessarily move people, but rather disgusting.

Xu Mao glanced at the carriages and said lightly, "Your Majesty will be happy." ”

"The villain is grateful."

The steward took a step back cleanly, and Xu Mao looked to the other side.

"How...... Just a carriage? ”

His question was very calm and there was no anger, but He Gui was still sweating instantly.

"Yes...... It's the villain's fault, forgetting that there is still ......"

"That's it."

Xu Mao interrupted him and said, "One is just one, just to make up for the merits of the step-ancestors, even if it is to make up for ......"

What rice?

The steward of the farmer couldn't believe it: "Is this okay?" ”

And what credit can make up for it?

What a contempt for Your Majesty!

Xu Mao glanced at him, frowned, and said, "What are you doing outside the Imperial City?" Stabilization! ”

The steward covered his mouth and repented his bowels.

Xu Mao said to He Gui: "The ancestor has been wronged, and His Majesty has something to say before, let him rest for a few days." ”

He Gui returned to Zhe Jizu's house in a daze, and when he saw that Zhe Jizu was still drinking, he couldn't help but be dumbfounded, is this a drunkard or a god of wine!

"How?"

Zhe Jizu put down the wine glass, then got up and moved his body.

"Xu Mao said that your credit ......"

He Gui was puzzled and said, "Why didn't Your Majesty take the opportunity to make trouble?" ”

"Because this majesty doesn't like to suppress martial artists!"

Zhe Jizu said: "As for the merits, a certain is already a Marquis of Duyu when he is still young, so it is good to send some handles to His Majesty." ”

He Gui's heart was shocked, "Lang Jun, this kind of skill...... Where do you know? ”

Where did Ji Zu know these wrists in the past, this change is too big, right? Ji Zu shook his head and refused to explain, but Qin Wei's figure appeared in his mind.

Qin Wei has to break people's legs to offset it by making too many meritorious contributions, and this is also a kind of imitation, so that His Majesty can see the Zhe family and know how to advance and retreat.

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