Da Wei Chun

Chapter 143 Pick the best one

Hu Baozong was still driven away by Li Chengzhi.

No matter how powerful Yang Shu is, he only has one head and two hands.With multiple roles and lack of skills, it is inevitable that there will be omissions such as poor arrangements and meticulous supervision.

After Hu Baozong went back, he could also lighten the old man's burden so that he would not die from overwork.

Of course, the most important thing is for Hu Baozong to take charge of the military affairs, find out the enemy's situation before Li Chengzhi's army arrives, and contain the rebels to buy time.

Before leaving, Li Chengzhi repeatedly told Hu Baozong not to argue with Yang Shu, but to focus on major issues.

He even gave him an analysis. If Yang Shu really wanted to harm his Hu family, he wouldn't be so eager to urge him to raise troops as soon as possible.

Hu Baozong agreed, but he agreed, but he didn't know if he would be influenced by his grandfather and father after he went back.

……

"Stay true, Chengzhi!"

Knowing that they were coming, Zhang Jingzhi waited at the county government early on, and even set out vegetarian soup, looking like he would have a long talk all day long.

This time it was business, not a family banquet, Zhang Jingzhi also prepared wine.

Looking at Zhang Jingmo who was waiting beside Zhang Jingzhi, Guo Cunxin suddenly lost his temper, his face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

He jumped off the horse with a "thump" sound, did not return the salute to Zhang Jingzhi, and walked back as soon as he pulled his sleeve, "I have something to tell you..."

"Chengzhi wait a moment!" Zhang Jingzhi smiled apologetically.

Li Chengzhi made a half-hand bow and froze in mid-air.

How could he not know what Guo Cunxin was doing.

One or two idlers, seeing this great enemy approaching, but they both put aside their business and just entangled in trivial matters here?
Li Chengzhi felt a little dissatisfied, threw back the reins, and went straight into the side hall.

Mo Yingying greeted Zhang Jing, knelt on the side of the desk, refilling the wine for him.

Wine again?
Li Chengzhi had a headache.

No matter how delicious this thing is, if you drink too much, it will affect your thinking.

"Ms. Zhang, I don't know if there is any tea in the house. If there is, I can make a pot of green tea..."

"Tea, leaf?" Zhang Jingmo was slightly taken aback, then got up, "Wait a moment, general!"

Looking at the exquisite back, Li Chengzhi secretly sighed.

A fair lady, a gentleman is so good, but he is not a straight man of steel?

But the problem is that this is not the future, and it’s not that you just say yes and it’s over. Don’t involve too many people and things in all aspects.

Coupled with a lot of imminent things, how could he have time to think about this?

Let's talk after the battle...

He shook his head, took out Yang Shu's letter again, and read it carefully.

Li Chengzhi was a little puzzled, why did Liu Huiwang have to fight west this time?

Nine times out of ten, the rebels should have heard the news that Xi Kangsheng raised troops to suppress the rebellion.

Not surprising when you think about it.

Wuzhi County, the base camp of the rebel army, is close to Huazhou. As long as Xi Kangsheng recruits soldiers and collects food and grass, there will be rumors reaching the ears of Liu Huiwang and Wuzhi Li. Raise troops.

No matter how arrogant Liu Huiwang and Li Wenxiao were, they did not dare to confront the imperial army head-on, so they had to go around.

In the east there is Xi Kangsheng, the general of Zhenbei, in the north there are six towns, and in the south there are three prefectures including Qin, Liang, Yong and Wudu Town.

Not to mention fleeing from the west to Liangzhou or Tuguhu, as long as you can escape to Longshan, you will be a dragon entering the sea, and an eagle ascending nine days.

Longshan Mountain is more than a thousand miles long and runs through dozens of prefectures in Longxi and Qinchuan. There are tall forests and dense grass on the mountain, and fields and fields at the foot of the mountain. Don't be too straightforward in guerrilla warfare.

Not to mention Liu Huiwang, even if it is Li Chengzhi, he will definitely put the back road here at the first time...

Thinking of this, Li Chengzhi smiled coldly again.

It came just fine.

As long as thousands of elites can be wiped out like last time, the rebel army will be gone.

If he can guard the road to the west again, Liu Huiwang will be like a bird in a cage, and it is impossible to escape even with wings.

Just thinking about it, I saw Zhang Jingmo walking in holding an urn pot.

Smelling the fragrance of tea, Li Chengzhi moved his index finger.

When the tea soup was poured into the cup, he was so moved that he almost shed tears when he saw the yellowish color of the water and the leaf buds floating in it.

For the past few months, nothing but white water has been alcohol, and he feels like vomiting when he smells alcohol.

There is no way, the wine culture in this era is too prosperous, just like tea in later generations, people with conditions: drink when thirsty, drink when sleepy, and drink when tired.

Drink when you are happy, and drink when you are upset. Hospitality, talks, and discussions are all wine.

Even the family often chats and drinks wine, regardless of gender, even a three-year-old child dares to drink a few sips of fruit wine.

As for tea, it is just emerging.And it is only limited to the south of the Yangtze River, including people in the Southern Dynasties who didn't drink much.

Even if you drink it, it is like making soup. First, you grind the tea leaves into powder, and then add a lot of seasonings into it, such as salt, pepper, and if possible, add some pepper and caramel sugar.

When he was still in Kongtong Mountain, he occasionally mentioned that he wanted to drink tea, so Li Song made him a pot, added a lot of messy seasonings, it was salty, bitter, and had a musty smell.

After asking, I found out that there was no tea at home. Li Song got the tea from the doctor. God knows how many years it was stored. When it was brought, there was still mold on it. Li Song didn't care, and boiled it in. .

Since then, Li Chengzhi has never drank again...

Li Chengzhi took a sip, feeling the tea aroma and bitterness constantly impacting his taste buds, and closed his eyes happily.

"But it doesn't fit?" Zhang Jingmo asked worriedly.

"No, it doesn't get any better than that!"

Li Chengzhi drank it all in one gulp, and then asked in surprise, "Is the tea in the house so dull, and the branches and leaves so neat?"

He was very surprised that there was nothing in the tea except tea leaves, not to mention salt and messy seasonings, let alone ground tea leaves.

What's even more surprising is that it turned out to be soaked?
"No one in the family likes this stuff except my grandfather, but my grandfather only likes to grind it up and make soup..."

A pair of slender hands picked up the tea urn, and filled the teacup again: "It is the general who said that I want a pot of clear tea. I want to brew it, not boil it. I want tea leaves, not tea powder..."

There was a question mark in Li Chengzhi's head. He was thinking about something at the time, but he just asked instinctively. How could he explain so clearly?

"I don't know if there is any tea in the house, if there is, I can make a pot of tea..."

Li Chengzhi's thoughts moved slightly, and he looked at Zhang Jingmo in surprise.

Such a smart woman?

As if he didn't dare to look at Li Chengzhi, Zhang Jingmo lowered his head slightly, but when he looked at the tips of his ears, it turned from white to pink, from pink to red.

The hall was silent, and the atmosphere was quite charming.

Like throwing a stone in a calm lake, Li Chengzhi's heart rippled slightly.

Then, he sighed again, breaking the silence: "I don't know what uncle and Zhang Sima have been discussing for so long?"

Zhang Jingmo's tender body shook, and she secretly bit her teeth.

……

In the back hall, the two sat opposite each other, Zhang Jingzhi lowered his head, wondering what he was thinking, but Guo Cunxin glared at him.

"It's not that you and I are officials, and we can win back. The elder brother passed away, and Jingmo, as the eldest daughter, had to observe filial piety for three years. Could it be that you still want Cheng Zhi to wait for her for three years? Let alone Cheng Zhizhi If you want, let’s just say my sister and brother-in-law... It’s not the past in the future, don’t you know what kind of temperament your brother-in-law has?"

To hell with it.

Li Chengzhi dares to say no, no matter how many legs you have, all discounts...

Zhang Jingzhi sighed sadly: "Brother's last words, Jing Mo is the one who worries the most. As my own brother, I naturally want to fulfill his wish.

But in three years, Jingmo will be double ten, which family is willing to marry her?Even the bastard is impossible, nine out of ten, he can only be a concubine..."

Guo Cunxin laughed angrily: "So you are eyeing Li Chengzhi? Second brother, stop dreaming. Not to mention how prosperous Chengzhi's reputation will be after the rebellion is put down, right now, a wealthy family like the Hu family I've been thinking about it, let alone three years later? It's absolutely impossible..."

"When did I say that I want Jingmo to be Li Chengzhi's official wife?"

Zhang Jingzhi said leisurely: "Since you can only be a concubine, why can't you choose the best one?"

Guo Cunxin was stunned, and stood up suddenly.

But his lips squirmed for a long time, but he didn't know what to say.

After getting along for so long, they already knew Li Chengzhi's temperament clearly.

He is ruthless and ruthless in killing externally, but he is always warm internally, making people feel like spring breeze.

He is very measured in his actions, very gentlemanly, his heart is like the common people, he has compassion for all people, and he has a benevolent heart.

Extremely talented, outstanding ability, even the appearance is impeccable... Isn't this the best, what is the best?

Even if it were Zhang Jingzhi, he would definitely choose this way.

But Guo Cunxin always felt that something was wrong.

Zhang Jingmo is a little too outstanding, to be a concubine for others is really a waste of money.

If you want to be literary and literary, if you want martial arts and martial arts, the appearance is so identical, and the temperament is even more elegant... Wouldn't the later ones all have to be compared?
inappropriate……

Guo Cunxin rolled his eyes: "How could uncle agree?"

"If father doesn't let go, I'll just ignore the business and coax you to talk about it for a long time?"

Guo Cunxin sucked in a breath like a toothache, and used the dragging formula: "It's useless to tell me. After the siege of Jingzhou is solved, why don't you go and tell Li Shixian?"

Over the past few days, who still don't know what his thoughts are?
Zhang Jingzhi just didn't know what to do, he chuckled and said, "Okay!"

……

When they entered, Li Chengzhi was drinking tea leisurely.

As if it wasn't enough, Zhang Jingmo was holding the tea urn, ready to make another pot for him.

Guo Cunxin sniffled: "What, why does it smell so sweet?"

"Clear tea!" Li Chengzhi replied, "Although it smells fragrant, it has a slightly bitter taste. Uncle should not be used to drinking it."

"Then how do you drink it so sweet?"

Seeing him enjoying himself, Guo Cunxin became curious, took a wine cup and handed it forward, "Jing Mo, pour me a glass too?"

There was still some left in the pot, so Zhang Jingmo poured it out for him.

As soon as Guo Cunxin took it, he bared his teeth: "It's not much better than soup, how did you drink it?"

Li Chengzhi laughed and fell down: "It's hard to say, do you insist on trying?"

"You bastard, even uncle dares to laugh?" Guo Cunxin cursed, changed another cup, and poured a glass of wine.

Li Chengzhi's eyes moved slightly, secretly amazed.

Guo Cunxin's mood seemed to get better suddenly, not like before, when he looked at himself, everything was not pleasing to the eye.

What did the two talk about?

(End of this chapter)