The table was opened in the hall of the Lu family's house, and there were eight seats. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 At the beginning of the info, Lu Jing wanted to ask Chen Sanlang to sit on the head, but Chen Sanlang pushed it and sat next to him in the second place. The other five are all the leading figures in the valley, plus Guo Jinshi, who happened to be full.

Plates of dishes began to be served, including rabbit meat, pheasant, and roe deer meat...... Mountain game, supplemented by two plates of greens and a steaming haggis soup.

The wine is on again, all of which are old wines, poured out of the glass, the color is clear, and the aroma of the wine is permeating.

This table of wine and food is not rare, but it is full of sincerity. You must know that now is not a peaceful year, but a troubled era full of disasters, ordinary people can eat enough is a great happiness, do not dare to ask too much.

It's just a group of guests, Guo Jinshi is a little younger, he is about forty, and the others are either fifty or sixty miles away, and his hair is white, all of which belong to the category of old men. It's not that Chen Sanlang doesn't respect the elderly, but he always feels that such a feast is old-fashioned, and he doesn't have much interest except for eating.

Several old men never thought about this, and they were about to raise a toast a few times, but they saw that the champion was burying his head and eating it.

And that Guo Jinshi didn't seem to be very gregarious, sitting on the side, silent for a long time, slowly raising chopsticks to eat, and no one else saw how to greet him.

The atmosphere of the banquet was a little cold, Lu Jing coughed dryly, and asked, "Gongzi Chen, you have entered the main mansion city, have you ever performed a chapter to ask for merit?"

Chen Sanlang replied while eating meat: "Yes, but when the holy decree is replied, I'm afraid I will have to wait for some time." ”

"Of course...... Well, please forgive me for talking too much, when you left Jing County, why didn't you go to the capital and come to Yongzhou instead?"

Chen Sanlang smiled: "Because Yongzhou is a good place." ”

Hearing this, everyone's eyes bulged and their stomachs were full of slander. Before the barbarian army entered the country, Yongzhou could only be said to be average, after the outbreak of the catastrophe, mourning was everywhere, the people were not happy, and it was a hell on earth.

Such a place can also be a "good" word?

If it is not for the relocation of the land, and the fear of encountering accidents in the process of escaping, I am afraid that those who can escape will flee prematurely.

Lu Jing laughed dryly, and quickly changed the topic: "I heard that General Su Zhenhong was bewitched by the Shura Witch, and fortunately he was recognized by Gongzi Chen, so he entrusted Gongzi with a heavy responsibility. But I don't know how Gongzi plans to govern this place after he enters the mansion?"

Chen Sanlang put down his chopsticks and said slowly: "There is no other, but the word peace." ”

He replied succinctly, but when he weighed it carefully, he could taste something precious. Of all things in the world, only "peace" can stand the scrutiny, intriguing, and never go out of style.

The world is peaceful, and the people are at peace!

However, it is easy to say, but to do it, I don't know how much it takes.

Lu Jing chewed the word "peace" in his mouth, and his face was a little moved.

Over there, Guo Jinshi also opened his eyes and looked at Chen Sanlang very seriously, as if he wanted to see something.

Lu Jing sighed: "Chen Gongzi has a block in his chest, I admire it." I remember that there is a cloud in "The Story of Yueyang Tower": the worries of the world first, the joy of the world after the world, and the words of the true benevolent. Today's conversation with Childe really lives up to its name. ”

When "The Story of Yueyang Tower" was recited, many old people in the literary world were amazed and puzzled when they read the text. Gai is sophisticated in this writing, and the kind of mind he expresses is by no means what a young man should have.

But this article was born, which the world had never seen before, and it appeared on Yueyang Tower, and the signature was clear and clear, without the slightest doubt. In this way, everyone can only think that Chen Sanlang is talented, and the magic hand has become a coincidence.

At this time, an old man asked: "Chen Gongzi, the barbarian army is gathered at the border today, and it will be a battle with the general of Zhenguo in the near future." What do you think of this battle?"

At this banquet, everyone had a word in advance, and they communicated in advance, and they had to take a good test of Chen Sanlang. It is not only to find out the details, but also to feel a little unconvinced, so I have to take turns to ask questions. As the saying goes, if there is no good feast, there will be no good feast.

Chen Sanlang didn't think about it: "In this battle, no matter whether you win or lose, the result is the same." ”

Hearing this, everyone was stunned, and they were very surprised, Chen Sanlang's answer was obviously contradictory, winning is winning, losing is losing, how can the result be the same?

Could it be that Chen Sanlang didn't study at all, so he answered randomly?

The old man sighed: "What do you mean by what Chen Gongzi said?"

Chen Sanlang glanced at him and said word for word: "Win, Yangzhou uprising; ”

Syllable!

But an old man was shocked when he heard this, and he knocked over the wine glass, and the wine spilled down.

Chen Sanlang suddenly stood up: "I'm sorry everyone, Chen Mou drank a few more glasses, and he was a little unscrupulous, so he said goodbye." ”

Without waiting for Lu Jing and the others to stay, he bowed his hand and walked out.

How many more glasses did he have? He knew that he hadn't even drunk a glass of wine.

It's just that when Lu Jing and the others chased out, Chen Sanlang had already led his troops out of the valley. Everyone hung behind, looking at each other, always feeling that this champion always acted according to the number of roads, and it was difficult for others to keep up.

After a while, someone asked, "Does it make sense?"

No one answered, and everyone was still immersed in panic and confused thoughts.

After a while, someone answered: "The barbarian army wins, take advantage of the victory to pursue, and drive straight in." If Yangzhou does not fail, it will miss a good opportunity; when the barbarian army is defeated, the imperial court will have a strong opportunity to turn the tide, and if Yuan Wenchang does not move, it will also miss a good opportunity. That's why he said that no matter whether you win or lose, the result is the same. Yuan Wenchang is anti, it is imperative!"

It was Guo Jinshi who spoke.

With that, he lowered his head and sighed, dragged his lame leg, and slowly walked towards his house. Of course, his leg was not born, but he was shot by a barbarian stray arrow when he fled, and this was scrapped. His surname is Guo, his name is "Chu", he was born in a large Guo family, and when it comes to it, Guo Hongtu, the assassin of Yongzhou, is still his distant cousin. However, he has always disagreed with this cousin Guo's actions and rarely interacts with him.

When the war broke out, Guo Chu fled with his family, but he encountered an accident on the way, his family was separated, and he was the only one left, dragging his injured leg and wandering in the Laoshan area.

After this catastrophe, Guo Chu became silent, and he didn't like to be helped by others, so he groped for digging and farming alone, and renewing himself. It's just that there is a world of difference between dancing and digging and planting, and after learning for a long time, I still can't learn it.

He once served as an official and a fellow intellectual, with ups and downs in the sea and rich experience. However, it is difficult to fall now, coupled with the disability, he is like a wasted person, his wife is separated, and he is so depressed that he is no longer the same. If there is no help in the valley, I am afraid that they will all starve to death.

Back to the simple thatched hut, I pushed open the hidden door, stepped in, looked up, and couldn't help but be stunned. On the rough wooden table in the room, three gift boxes are neatly arranged.

I walked over, unwrapped the gift box, and saw the contents inside. A box of medicinal herbs, with a strong medicinal taste; a box of inkstones, antique and fragrant, and in good condition; and a box of white flowers, a ingot, exudes a soft luster, so that people can't help but reach out to touch it when they see it.