Gongsun Du finished saying this.

Han Shao seemed to see a big painting cake and smashed it at his head.

With Zhu Gaoxu as a good example in front of him, Han Shao naturally knew it.

After all, the cakes painted by my father are unreliable.

Not to mention the future father-in-law.

It's just that what Han Shao thought in his heart was, 'I'll take it myself'.

On his face, he was respectful, clasping his fists and saluting.

"I will live up to my uncle's high expectations."

When Gongsun Du heard this, he bowed his head slightly, revealing a somewhat satisfied look.

Then dismount and walk under the stele.

Looking at the names engraved on the stele one by one, Gongsun Du sighed.

"It's all my good sons in Zhenliao."

After speaking, Gongsun Du was silent for a while, and suddenly sighed.

"I'm at fault."

Hearing this, the Zhenliao generals on the side looked anxious, and they stepped forward.

"It's not the general's fault! It's really ......"

It's just that Gongsun Du shook his head and said.

"Okay, it's over, there's nothing to hide."

"Ben hasn't fallen to the point where I need you to grease and whitewash me."

After sitting in Youzhou for so many years, Gongsun Du naturally has his own mind.

In the final analysis, it is still the enemy that he underestimates.

despised the mad dog's madness.

also underestimated the stupidity and greed of those things in the court.

Under the combination of the two, it seems reasonable to plant this big heel by yourself.

"It's just a pity that these good sons and daughters of Zhenliao ......"

Thinking of this, Gongsun Du glanced at the figure of the old man in a battle robe.

He hesitated, but still didn't say anything.

That kid is used to agitating people's hearts, and although he inevitably falls into the middle of the trail, he also has merit in subtleties.

At least after today, the shortage of troops caused by this battle of the Zhenliao Army should be made up in a short time.

Speaking of which, this is already a kind of use of potential.

Gongsun Du glanced back at Han Shao again, and saw that this guy's expression was sincere and solemn, and he couldn't see what Li Wenjing said about his ambition, so he didn't look at it much.

Instead, he beckoned.

"Let's recite the memorial text."

Soon, a scribe from the General's Mansion stepped forward slowly and unfolded the sacrificial documents that had been prepared long ago.

"Victor Yongtaikang, December 27, 59th year......"

"Sacrifice to the heroic spirit of Liao in my town......"

The scribe who recites the prayer has a sonorous tone and a clear voice.

The memorial text, drafted by many scribes of the General's Mansion and polished by Li Wenjing, is a memorial text that shows its majesty and magnificence while mourning.

Han Shao listened silently, and was also reminded of the memory of the decisive charge on the battlefield.

When I looked up at the memorial monument, I saw that the top of the monument was covered with a lot of snow.

However, the snow in the north is different from that in the south.

The snow in the north is drier and lighter.

It's not as wet as the southern country.

Sometimes, when the cold wind blows, it will blow droplets all over the sky.

There is also this spiritual monument that is several feet high, even if it is replaced by the mechanically developed world on the other side, it will take a lot of time to build.

But here, after Han Shao finished talking about this idea that day, it was completed in a few days.

It's nothing short of a miracle.

'With such a strong hands-on ability, why fight?' ’

Isn't it good for everyone to go to a happy construction site to move bricks and build a beautiful home? ’

Han Shao sighed.

While thinking about how big the project would be if he became a contractor and had such a group of capable workers under him.

It's just that he was so nonsensical that he couldn't last long after all.

"What are you thinking?"

Listening to Li Wenjing's voice in his ears, it came again.

Han Shao was somewhat impatient.

I don't know when this guy has been sticking to himself.

At the beginning, Han Shao was still able to deal with it patiently.

But after a long time and a lot of times, Han Shao was a little overwhelmed.

Because someone's eyes that are no more than the size of a bean are always as if they can see through people's hearts.

It's always tiring to talk to people like that.

It's a lot of brains.

So when he heard the other party's words, Han Shao took advantage of the situation and withdrew his gaze and said perfunctorily.

"Didn't think about anything."

Saying that, Han Shao thought about it and thanked him.

"I haven't thanked the soldiers of the Changshi Gang for setting up this memorial monument."

Regarding this memorial monument, even Han Shao could only suggest.

It was presided over by the General's Palace.

Otherwise, it's a break in the rules.

When Li Wenjing heard this, his smiling face remained unchanged, and he shook his head slightly.

"This should be the duty of the General's Mansion, thank you?"

"Besides, we're family, aren't we?"

There is a saying that a man should not be a face.

Don't look at Li Wenjing, this person looks like a sunny person, giving people a feeling of being an official.

But in fact, the style of doing things is vigorous and resolute.

Do what you say.

There was no delay.

This memorial monument is so.

said that he wanted to accept Jiang Wan as a righteous daughter, and the same is true.

After getting the consent of Jiang Hu, his uncle, Li Wenjing asked Jiang Wan to kneel on the door to ask for tea on the second day, calling him his father-in-law.

It's a foregone conclusion.

Now the powerful figures in the entire Zhenliao City know that this Zhenliao Changshi, the Seventh Realm Martial Dao True Immortal, and the actual controller of Youzhou's civil affairs, accepted a woman as a righteous daughter.

As a result, Rao is that the women of those powerful families are not short of wealth and wealth, and they still inevitably have a little envy.

After all, in the final analysis, wealth is also hierarchical.

As far as most of the current powerful daughters in Youzhou are concerned, they can be accepted as a righteous daughter by this Li Changshi.

It's all a step to the sky.

It wasn't until he heard Li Wenjing say the words 'family' that Han Shao suddenly realized.

The smiling tiger-like Li Changshi in front of him seems to be his nominal father-in-law from now on.

So...... Rely on your wife at home and your father-in-law when you go out? ’

Han Shao felt a little strange in his heart.

I always feel as if I am going farther and farther on the road of eating soft rice, and I have a posture of never going back.

But fortunately, Han Shao has an advantage, that is, he likes to climb up the pole.

Seeing that Li Wenjing said that he did not treat himself as an outsider.

So what else is he polite about?

When even the way.

"Uncle is right, they are all family, and Han Shao is disrespectful to his elders when he sees him again."

"Since that's the case, then Han Shao won't be polite to his uncle."

Uncle?

When Li Wenjing heard this, he recited this title in his heart several times.

Then a little smile appeared on the face that had always been smiling and not smiling.

"What's the rule? Let's talk about it. ”

Seeing Li Wenjing so crisp, Han Shao was not surprised.

They are all smart people, but they also save the effort of going around in circles.

So after thinking about it, he said directly.

"I'm going to build a sanatorium here to take in orphans from the families of those who died in battle."

These words are spoken.

The smile on Li Wenjing's face gradually faded.

"You want to take a fake?"

Since ancient times, generals have liked to accept such fakes, and if they are cultivated slightly, they are confidants.

With Han Shao's current identity and status, he can do this, and he is qualified to do so.

But Li Wenjing didn't like him to do it.

Because he felt that Han Shao should not limit himself to the road of Jiangmen.

And Han Shao, who heard Li Wenjing's words, shook his head and said.

"It's not."

Fake, fake, naturally fake.

How can there be parents and children, come to be close?

It is also easy for people to have delusions that they shouldn't have, and to sow disaster in the future.

Han Shao wouldn't be so unwise.

But he didn't talk too much to Li Wenjing, just told him.

"I also want to build a Mongolian academy here to enlighten children."

Hearing this, Li Wenjing's originally slightly twisted brows finally relaxed.

After thinking about it carefully for a while, he finally smiled.

"It's a big ambition."

Ambition, in fact, is an elegant term for ambition.

When Han Shao heard this, he said in his heart that his cheap father-in-law was really a wonderful person.

He smiled and said.

"No accumulation of steps, no thousands of miles."

Such a famous saying that has been passed down through the ages.

Sure enough, Li Wenjing's eyes lit up and commented.

"You kid, even if you are not a famous general, you should become a famous Confucian."

Han Shao smiled.

He wanted to, too.

The beauty takes it into her arms, and she raises the pen to moisten the wind and moon, how romantic?

But the system doesn't allow it.

With this thing in his body, he is afraid that he is destined to be a human slaughter in his life.

It's just that Li Wenjing is still a little embarrassed at this time.

"In this war, the consumption of the treasury is not small, and if there are too many people, I am afraid that it will not be able to support it."

As soon as the cannon fired, it was ten thousand taels of gold.

It's not just talking about the age of hot weapons.

The same is true for cold weapons.

Soldiers, war horses, grain, and the end of the war, these consumption are astronomical.

The same is true for post-war meritorious service and bereavement pensions.

Youzhou is bitterly cold, and the land of a county is not even as good as a small county in the south.

Although Li Wenjing's painstaking management over the years, plus flashing around, he has some savings.

But after all, it can't withstand the wear and tear of the day.

However, after hearing this, Han Shao smiled slightly.

"The General's Mansion can come forward, and I can supply the food alone."

When Li Wenjing heard this, she looked stunned.

"You?"

After speaking, Li Wenjing was ready to help Han Shao settle the score.

If you just let the orphans in the sanatorium have enough to eat, they may be able to support themselves.

But Han Shao obviously thought that it was more than that, it must also include martial arts enlightenment......

In this way, the consumption is too much.

In this regard, Han Shao blinked and smiled.

"Uncle forgot, I'm a ...... of the grassland"

These words were obviously a response to Li Wenjing's 'Prairie King' that day.

Li Wenjing looked at Han Shao for a while, then at the open terrain in the western suburbs, and suddenly smiled.

"No wonder your kid chose this memorial monument in this western suburbs."

Han Shao did not respond.

He just glanced up at the void above him again.

The sky is full of wind and snow, and naturally there are heavy clouds that make people breathless.

Then he sighed.

"Dense clouds do not rain, self in the western suburbs."

The snow in the void is not without rain.

So Han Shao's words are obviously metaphorical.

But Rao is Li Wenjing knows the classics, and for a while he still didn't think of where these words came from.

So he hesitated.

"What's the explanation?"

Han Shao was a little surprised.

These words are from [Zhou Yi Xiao Guo Hexagram 62].

It stands to reason that the saying that 'a hundred schools of thought are out of ease' in this world should not have been unread.

Unless...... Either the I Ching is incomplete.

Either...... The two worlds are not one [Yi].

It's just that no matter what point it is, Han Shao doesn't dare to talk nonsense.

After thinking about it, I just made up the second half of the sentence.

"The public is in the hole."

That's all he said.

Li Wenjing thought carefully for a while, and then looked at Gongsun Du on the side before he came to his senses.

'The clouds are thick and there is no rain, and it rises from the western outskirts of our city, and the king tries to shoot the pest that hides in the burrows......

It's easy to understand when you connect them.

The first half of the sentence is talking about accumulation.

In the second half of the sentence, it is said that Gongsun Du is gathering momentum, intending to hunt down those beasts that are watching Zhenliao City in one fell swoop.

Sure enough, it was at this moment when the two of them were communicating in private.

The scribe of the General's Mansion finally finished reading the sacrificial text that can be called a heroic text.

And among the people of Zhenliao who were touched by this sacrificial text, someone suddenly asked loudly.

"General! Someone dared to ask! ”

"Next, that Karasuma barbarian dog, can we still fight?"

These words are spoken.

Many people have complicated faces.

To fight a war is to continue to die.

And in this year's battle, there are enough people who died in Zhenliao.

But if you don't fight.

So many Zhenliao Erlang, didn't they die in vain!

Recalling the generosity and heroism in the memorial just now, the people present ...... Unwilling!

And at this time, Gongsun Du's eyes, who heard this, faintly flashed with firelight.

His eyes swept over the people of Zhenliao, and he said in a deep voice.

"Hit!"

The shame that belongs to the Zhenliao army and the shame that belongs to his grandson.

Only blood can wash it off!

There is no such thing as benevolence and morality.

There is also nothing that should and should not be.

Not only does he want to fight north!

Someday, he's going to have to screw some heads.

Then step on their heads and ask them, how many heads do you have, dare to touch my Gongsun Du's tiger whiskers!

And when Gongsun Du's simple 'type' word fell.

Those Zhenliao people, who were still a little swaying, finally firmed up.

Then facing the wind and snow, in front of this tall memorial monument, he roared angrily.

"Revenge! Revenge! ”

Han Shao looked at the boiling scene with a silent expression.

I couldn't tell for a while, but it was Gongsun Du who wanted revenge.

It's still these people.

Or maybe everyone, including himself, is part of the general trend.

However, this is a good thing for Han Shao, as well as his former Dingbei City, and the future Champion County.

It is difficult to make a forest alone.

He needs help, he needs to accumulate.

Just like the hexagram he just said.

Sixty-five, dense clouds and no rain, self-western suburbs!

The public is in the hole!

In the bureau of Youzhou and Karasuma, the fate of the 'Gong' is in Gongsun Du.

The future of the world is still unknown.

One day, he Han Shao will be the protagonist.

He can take his place! ’

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(End of chapter)