Zhao Feng's emotions were written all over his face. How could Qin Li not see through his thoughts? He exhaled a puff of white smoke with a slightly unfamiliar look. Because they had been put aside for many years, these old cigarettes no longer tasted the same as they did in the past, just like his mood at the moment: "Dayi feels very strange?"
Zhao Feng scratched his face in embarrassment.
"It's because Gong Su wants to bite a piece of flesh every time he mentions that person. You have been hostile to him for so many years, and now he suddenly tells me that you two were once friends... I just can't understand it..." He had reason to be so surprised.
Gong Su is a very slow person.
To put it bluntly, he is distant to everyone.
Qin Li had a high starting point in his family background. He was born into a royal noble family. Although he had no qualifications to inherit the throne, his direct descendants were all the head of the royal family, responsible for keeping the royal register and managing the trivial matters of the royal family. He had a very high status and reputation in the royal family.
Before the fall of his country, the most austere days of his life were the few years when he kept his hair untied and practiced as a monk, but this "austere" was compared with himself. In the eyes of outsiders, he was still refined and carefree. He was born to be a carefree gentleman who sat high in the clouds and looked down on the world.
How can such a person easily make friends and open up to others
Even Zhao Feng and his group were accepted by Qin Li only because of their experience of fleeing together and sharing hardships. But if we calculate the time, Qin Li regarded Qi Shan as a friend before the turmoil in the country! Who would he accept at that time
Zhao Feng’s curiosity was about to jump out.
Qin Li said calmly: "In Shouyang."
Zhao Feng: “…”
He was completely stunned!
!
He subconsciously raised his hand to refute, patting his chest and said, "Impossible, absolutely impossible! When you, Gongsu, were practicing in the ancestral temple on Mount Shouyang, I was there too! How could Qi Yuanliang avoid my eyes and make friends with you, young master?"
When Qin Li was training in the ancestral temple with his hair untied, Zhao Feng was just a small military general who had just become a decent person. He cherished his future very much, and every day he led hundreds of soldiers under his command to patrol the mountains conscientiously to ensure the personal safety of the next generation of the royal family. After enduring these years, he would have gained experience and his military rank might even rise.
Zhao Fengke didn't find anything unusual!
Qin Li told himself that he had been hooked up with Qi Yuanliang during those years in the Shouyang Temple. Zhao Feng was a little angry for no reason! It felt like the cabbage in his own fence had been eaten by someone, but he didn't know about it until many years later.
Qin Li said: "It's easy to avoid you, right?"
After all, he is a scholar with good literary talent.
Originally, keeping his hair untied was just a pretext to avoid the royal family's struggle. Even though he was calm and composed, his age made it impossible for him to stay in the mountains for several years, eating vegetarian food and chanting Buddhist scriptures. He would still sneak down the mountain occasionally.
Of course, no one can find out.
Zhao Feng: “…”
Qin Li gradually found the familiar feeling in the puffs of smoke: "However, if I knew that I would run into Qi Yuanliang when I sneaked down the mountain, squatting on the mountain with green lamps and ancient Buddhas would not be so boring."
Men on the street cannot pick up things randomly.
This sentence is not only for women, but also for men.
Qin Li: "At that time, the country was already in turmoil..."
He found Qishan, who was seriously injured and unconscious, on the roadside. Out of kindness, he picked him up to prevent this strangely good-looking young man from being dragged away and slaughtered by hungry people passing by. Because the royal family's sons were only concerned with fighting for power, they did not pay attention to solving the drought in the country. No one took action to supervise, and no matter how much relief food was given, it was only embezzled by layers of corruption, and fed countless insects.
The relief food that the common people received was mixed with a lot of sand, stones, and bran... In just over a month, no less than 100,000 hungry people gathered near the capital. The porridge in the official relief porridge stalls had few grains of corn, and the porridge was so thin that a handful of wood would float. In this situation, it was not surprising that people would eat each other. An adult lying on the roadside was enough to feed them for several days!
The young man was lucky and recovered after a few days of rest.
Qin Li got along well with the young man, as if they had a telepathic connection.
Because of the young man, he sneaked down the mountain more often, and every day he had to find ways to compete with the honest guard Zhao Feng. But when he thought of the young man who matched him in every way, this little effort was worth it. The other party really understood him too well!
The young intellectual Qin Li soon made the young man his confidant. They exchanged names. The other party's surname was Qi, his given name was Shan, and his courtesy name was Yuanliang.
He is kind and good, and his appearance and temperament are as gentle as jade.
Qin Li, who had little social experience, naturally fell into the trap.
At that time, Qi Shan was addicted to smoking. Almost every time he saw Qin Li, he would smoke a cigarette and frown. Qin Li had never seen this object before, so he was a little curious. Qi Shan smiled warmly and harmlessly, inviting him: Do you want to try it
Although Qi Shan used the lightest tobacco, Qin Li still choked. He was puzzled as to why his friend liked this weird thing. Qi Shan said: Maybe it's because this thing can relieve the sorrow in my heart, I've gotten used to it...
Qin Li solemnly advised his friend: indulging in external things is ultimately an act of escape, and the problem has not been solved.
The real solution to sorrow is to solve the source of sorrow.
What's the use of just this pipe
Qi Shan just chuckled: "It's not just for these. I used to be a staff member for someone and I had to work hard every day to study countermeasures until late at night. If I don't have this, how can I survive?" This thing also has the effect of refreshing the mind. For someone like Qi, it is a treasure that is worth a lot of money.
Qin Li frowned slightly: Is there such a use
Qishan said: Yes, there are, but too much is as bad as too little.
He said frankly that he had been smoking too hard recently because he was burdened with too much pressure. He was usually very restrained. After all, a counselor's job requires strong self-control and cannot develop a dependence on external things. Qin Li felt relieved after hearing this.
Qin Li found that although this friend was a wanderer from another country, his political acumen and demonstrated governance ability made him a rare talent. Seeing that he looked a bit frustrated, he hinted that he could help recommend him.
Qi Shan was stunned: Huh—let’s talk about it later.
Qin Li was surprised and asked: Yuanliang doesn't want to take up an official post
Qi Shan smiled and said: If you don't want to be an official, why would I learn all these skills? I have studied hard for many years, just to help the wise master and make the world a better place. It's just that I was hurt before, so I want to cultivate myself for a while before talking about other things.
Alas, none of his lords were obedient.
What's the point of keeping a disobedient lord
The young man looked at the orange light on the pipe, and his smile was a little cold, but Qin Li was still wearing a filter at the moment, so he didn't notice anything. Qin Li was not short of money, and he paid for every activity. With sufficient funds for activities, the two of them would go boating on the lake, or go hiking, or attend poetry tea parties in secret, watching scholars from various schools reciting poems and lyrics, competing with each other for splendor.
The only thing that puzzled Qin Li was that Qi Shan seldom talked about his past. Qin Li just thought that his past was too hard to look back on.
Qin Li's life before was very conventional, like a bird in a cage, pampered and precious, beautiful but lacking a sense of freedom. But Qi Shan was different, he had traveled around the world in recent years, had a wide range of knowledge, could analyze the political situation of any place, could talk about the folk customs of any place, there was almost no place he had not been to, and there was nothing he didn't know.
What's even more amazing is that he is also an excellent painter.
Everything that Qin Li had never heard of or seen was fully restored in his writing, which made people yearn for it.
I really want to travel around with Yuanliang and visit all the mountains and rivers.
Qishan said: That won’t work.
Why is this
Gong Su will be the head of a country in the future and will be busy with government affairs. How can he run around like a lazy person like me
Qin Li sighed: But there is nothing good about Zong Zheng.
Qi Shan's eyes were filled with an inexplicable look: Gong Su said this now only because you still have it. Once you lose it, you will know the feeling of the past cannot be brought back... All the fearlessness is because you really have it!
Qin Li said: Maybe.
The memories come to an end.
Zhao Feng got goosebumps all over the floor.
His expression was complicated: "Gong Su, you are amazing."
He actually did so many things with Qi Yuanliang under his nose, including but not limited to one person burning incense and playing the piano, the other picking up a brush to paint, and Qi Shan gave Qin Li many works. Zhao Feng then remembered that Qin Li did have a box for paintings.
When the country was destroyed and everyone was fleeing for their lives, they were in financial difficulties. Qin Li sold all his precious accessories in exchange for rice, flour and cloth for everyone, but he never thought of selling his paintings. Now it seems that he didn't want to sell them, but Qishan's paintings were simply not priced well!
Qin Li said: "That's not the case..."
"Qi Yuanliang's paintings are actually quite valuable."
The reason he didn't sell them was simply because if these paintings were to be circulated, his enemies would track them down and kill him, and Qin Li was no fool.
Zhao Feng's face turned black: "... Then you guys are still collapsing?"
Qin Li: "Political views are different."
If it was just eating, drinking and having fun, the two of them really had a tacit understanding and there was no unpleasantness. Qin Li now has to admit that it was the most colorful time in his life. The premise is that it does not involve political ideas...
That is a contradiction of principle.
In the past, Qin Li would take the initiative to avoid them, so as to avoid unpleasantness. He still cherished this friend, but there were always times when he could not avoid him, especially when he discovered the truth later.
Zhao Feng was surprised to hear that there was a twist.
He hurriedly asked, "What's the truth?"
Qin Li sneered and tapped his pipe, his expression indifferent: "Dayi, do you think there is another confidant in this world who is completely compatible with you? The other person's appearance, temperament, experience, hobbies and even conversation... are completely to your liking?"
Zhao Feng was stunned: "Uh, there will be?"
"There are so many people, what are the chances of meeting someone?"
Zhao Feng had already heard something was wrong.
Qin Li said: "Unless this man is here for you. Qi Yuanliang... he cheated me and even plotted against me!"
Zhao Feng: “…”
Suddenly I could understand why Gong Su had hated Mou for so many years.
Zhao Feng added silently: "He also burned the mountain in the end..."
He used tough tactics to force Qin Li down from Shouyang Mountain.
Qin Li, who was covered in dust, saw Qi Shan smiling at the foot of the mountain. He was so angry that his head was about to fly off. But things had come to this point, so he had to hold his nose and work together for a while. Qi Shan was so annoying as a colleague. He was arbitrary and extreme, and he always went against Qin Li. During that time, Qin Li repeatedly cursed Qi Shan in his heart and called him a villain.
That was also the period when he smoked the most.
Sad, so sad!
What’s even more worrying is that he found out about Qishan’s criminal record.
The four words "innumerable" cannot describe even one-third of it.
He didn't know what his master and clan member thought, daring to use Qi Yuanliang! Although Qi Yuanliang did help him seize the throne, the means he used were too cruel and vicious, and problems would arise sooner or later. For example, Qin Li hated the fact that the nobles occupied 80% of the fertile land in the country, but he knew more clearly that there were too many interest groups involved, and one move would affect the whole body. One careless move would lead to self-immolation!
only-
There is no such thing as "slowly and steadily" in this evil plot.
Anyone who stands in the way will be killed!
Qin Li felt like he was being fucked by a dog at that time. How much he liked Qi Yuanliang's face before, but now he wanted to tear it apart!
Deception, calculation, plotting, destroying the country...
Oh, Qi Yuanliang’s face was still fake at that time!
Thinking of this, Qin Li became even angrier.
Zhao Feng saw that something was wrong and quickly changed the subject.
Pointing at the sand table, he said, "The fight has begun."
As he spoke, he bent down and almost put his whole face on the sand table. When the moving figures below were less than fifty feet away from Chen Tang's ambush, many trees, grass and rocks on the other side of the sand table moved. Among them, a figure covered with leaves and grass grabbed the material on his shoulder and threw it away.
Zhao Feng pointed and said, “This must be Mr. Shen.”
He had served under Chen Tang for several years and had some understanding of the latter's fighting style. Although the swords on the battlefield were blind, they were strong and could not resist. Zhao Feng looked at the villain who almost left a mark on the sand table and felt a little regretful.
"Gong Su, why is there no sound?"
It would be perfect if this sandbox had sound!
Qin Li said elegantly: "If you hope I die suddenly, just speak frankly."
The scholar's way of thinking was already draining him dry. If another voice were to be added, would he still be able to survive
Zhao Feng sat beside the sand table and watched the battle attentively.
The little man he focused on was holding a small sword, with the tip of the sword heading straight for the enemy's throat. At the same time, like an angry mad bull, a strong white light burst out of his body, and a frontal charge sent the enemy soldiers flying before they could react!
"Mr. Shen really likes to lead by example."
Sixteen great masters, charge without thinking, whoever stands in the way will die!
Behind the villain, hundreds of other villains of strange shapes followed. At such a close distance, for this elite army, a breath was enough to close the distance until they were face to face. From the sky, the enemy formation was in chaos.
Qin Li: "He is brave and resourceful, not bad."
Those who are not strong in combat but love to charge into battle would have died suddenly long ago. Even if they did not die suddenly on the battlefield, they would have been killed by the arrows of villains.
Zhao Feng was watching with great interest, he wanted to enjoy it while chewing the corn cobs, he did not forget to mutter: "This ambush idea is good, now it belongs to me! I will do it this way in the future, Gong Su, help me find where Dawei is!"
Qin Li became interested: "Is Dawei here too?"
Zhao Feng stroked his beard and said, "I guessed it! Lord Shen must be vigorously training female warriors now. As long as you participate in this kind of game, you will get military merit points. Our Dawei will definitely get some broth. Please help me see where Dawei is!"
Qin Li: “…”