The middle-aged man began to drink by himself. Xu Laizi went back to the previous table and sat down. He glanced at the young man who was staring at the fine wine and swallowed. Fame? Why, you were frightened back before reaching Taiyuan City?"
"Speaking of which, old cripple, you really bring me a bowl of wine, and I will tell you about the battle situation in Taiyuan City!" The burly young man regained his energy, winked and said: "Old cripple, do you know that now Taiyuan city The battle situation in the city has undergone a huge change?"
Xu Laizi took out his cigarette pouch and began to roll the shredded tobacco for his pipe. Hearing this, he looked up at the young man, smiled, and said impatiently, "Speak if you want to, shut up if you don't, and I beg you?"
With his appearance, he is clearly saying, I have never seen anything in the world, and I will be confused by your few words
The young man had no choice but to raise his hands in surrender: "I know that you were a warrior when you were young, and you became the leader of a hundred soldiers in the frontier army, but now you are lame?"
Xu Laizi gave the young man a cold look: "I can clean you up with one hand even if you're lame!"
The young man curled his lips, obviously not believing it, but he didn't bother with the topic too much, and instead talked about what he had seen and heard in Taiyuan City: "When I go back to Taiyuan City, what I want is to join King An's command, follow the imperial army to fight on the battlefield, and make contributions. Before An The king's army swept across the river east. The Thirteenth Taibao, in front of King An, was completely like a chicken and a dog. Seeing that King An's army had already approached the city of Taiyuan, Li Keyong was about to die. This last battle, no matter what, I would I have to catch up. If I miss this time, I am afraid that I will never have such an opportunity in this life."
The young man kept his legs up on the bench, saliva splashing, Xu Laizi had already lit the dry cigarette, and began to puff. The latter looked as usual, and there was no sign of impatience.
Although the young man in front of him looks like a philistine, doesn't work hard, does a lot of sneaky things on weekdays, and doesn't know what his duty is in farming, but he is really not useless.
Not to mention that this guy is tall and strong, and most people can't walk two rounds under him. Only when hundreds of thousands of troops surrounded Taiyuan City, he dared to leave his hometown and rush to the battlefield alone to join the imperial army. It is enough to show his extraordinary.
As Zeng Jin's frontier army, from a small soldier who fought bloody battles to accumulating military merits to the position of the capital, Xu Laizi has insight and vision.
He knew very well that young people were scumbags and despised objects in times of peace and prosperity, but in troubled times, if they were lucky, they might really do something good.
Times create heroes, nothing less than this.
The young man continued: "Fortunately, I went back a little later. If I really entered King An's command early, I'm afraid my head will fall in two days. Can you imagine the offensive and defensive momentum of Taiyuan City, old cripple?" , has completely changed shape!"
Speaking of this, he felt lingering fear, probably thinking of some scary scene, his lips were dry, and he drank half a bowl of water in one gulp.
Xu Laizi was stunned this time: "Offensive and defensive Yi Xing? King An is powerful, and he is invincible all the way to the north. Even Li Cunxiao has not been able to win in his hands. Who else can stop him in the entire Hedong? Right now How can you attack and defend easily?"
As a veteran in the army, Zeng Jin is also considered a small school. Xu Laizi has never paid less attention to the Hedong Army, so he is very surprised at this moment.
"If I hadn't seen this with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed it!" The young man thumped hard.
Xu Laizi glanced at the young man: "You little bastard, didn't you get scared back before arriving in Taiyuan City, and made up nonsense to amuse me?"
"How could I lie to you!" The young man said righteously, he moved closer to Xu Lizi, glanced at the middle-aged man next to him, and saw that the other party was only drinking and eating food, as if he didn't pay attention to their conversation at all, Then he continued: "I heard that some time ago, King An..."
The young man pointed to the sky, his eyes were full of fear and fear, and he said in a difficult tone: "I was condemned by the heavens and disappeared from the world!"
"What?!" Rao was lame Xu, who was also very surprised, with the cigarette holder hanging in front of his face, he forgot to smoke it.
The young man lowered his voice and said, "Some time ago, a large number of big monks gathered in Taiyuan City, all of whom could fly into the sky and escape from the ground! Good guy, how can such monks be easily seen on weekdays? This time, dozens of them appeared! Many people have seen that King An killed many big monks! Some people said that he killed too much and disrupted the order of the world, God couldn't stand it, and took him in!"
Xu Laizi's face darkened: "Nonsense!"
"You still don't believe me?" The young man was in a hurry, scratching his head and scratching his head, not knowing how to persuade the other party, and suddenly he had a quick wit, and said word by word: "Have you forgotten, how did old King An die?"
Cripple Xu was stunned.
How the old An Wang Li Xian died is very different from the official version and the folk version. The former says that he died in battle, while the latter has many versions. Some people say that he was killed by a traitorous official, and some say that the king was jealous, but there is another explanation, which is also widely spread:
Li Xian fought south and north all his life, devoted himself to helping the Tang Dynasty, and killed a lot. However, the luck of the Tang family does not exist, and the sky is about to perish. Li Xian went against the sky and committed murder, so the sky will not allow him.
This sky, in the eyes of great cultivators, is the Taoist fairy court; in the eyes of ordinary people, it is God, the gods in the sky.
Xu Laizi fell silent, smoking one puff after another, his whole body was completely submerged in the white smoke, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.
The young man coughed twice, waved his hand to disperse the smoke in front of him, and then glanced at the middle-aged man next to him.
The other party was still drinking, and the rhythm was as usual, as if they hadn't noticed that they were talking about "national affairs, secrets of heaven and earth" from the beginning to the end.
This made the young people look more contemptuous. This kind of guy who doesn't care about the current situation and the world's major affairs, even if he reads a book with a refined temperament, he is still a useless nerd and will not achieve great things at all.
When the young man spoke again, his voice was a little louder, and he was fuller of breath. The appearance of his high-spirited speech gave him a sense of superiority as he looked down on the "weak" middle-aged man.
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As he said, it is no longer a national event, but his own imperial ambition.
The young man deliberately sighed heavily: "King An is gone, no matter how strong the Pinglu army is, without a commander, the morale of the army will be slackened. Now that the Hedong army has been attacking continuously for many days, the Pinglu army has been defeated one after another, with heavy casualties, and can only retreat to the barracks. When I left Taiyuan City, the Hedong army was already attacking the Pinglu army camp, and the attack was fierce. It seems that the Pinglu army could not last for two days. Once the Pinglu army was completely defeated in the east of the river, the hundred thousand Soldiers, how many can survive?"
Speaking of this, the young man paused.
Then he said with lingering fear: "If I had gone a few days earlier and really joined the Pinglu Army, wouldn't I have gone there to die? Alas, it's a pity for King An. In the past, he killed eunuchs, flattened Huangchao, and his son inherited his father's will and became me. The backbone of the Tang Dynasty, there is a sign of helping the country and saving the difficult times. The battle of clinker in Hedong, which was originally a good time, turned into a downhill battle. He died before the battle, and the hero burst into tears! Alas, King An Father and son, heroes of two generations, heroes of heaven and earth, are still no match for the word 'God's will' in the end, what a pity!"
The young man spattered his spittle, and his words were full of emotions, with inexplicable grief and indignation.
After finishing speaking, the young man couldn't help but feel a little complacent, feeling that he is exceptionally talented today, and it seems that the miscellaneous books these years have not been read in vain.
However, to his disappointment, Xu Laizi behind the white smoke did not respond. Even his expression was covered by the smoke, and nothing unusual could be seen. Only those eyes were vaguely deep and obscure.
If the young man is not mistaken, there seems to be pain in those old and dry eyes
The young man didn't understand what Xu Laizi was suffering, and he didn't care, he just thought he was wrong, "Old lame man, the news I brought back is not worth a bowl of wine?"
Xu Laizi said indifferently: "Go pour it yourself."
The young man was overjoyed, got up immediately, and ran into the house in a hurry. After a while, he came out with a small jar of wine. The wine is the cheapest kind of wine, not strong enough or tasty enough, and it looks a little muddy.
After the wine was poured out, the young man went up to smell it deeply, but his face was intoxicated.
For him, being able to drink wine is a good thing, and he has no right to pick and choose. He also wouldn't pour better wine. It's not easy for Xu Laizi to sell wine for a living.
The young man was still intoxicated, the wine bowl had already been grabbed by Xu Laizi, and he poured it all into his mouth without any hassle, before smashing down the wine bowl hard, causing the table to shake.
His movements are sharp and agile, and he has a taste of flowing water, just drinking a bowl of wine, but he has the aura of killing the enemy in battle!
The young man stared blankly at the old cripple, as if he saw a fierce general on the battlefield, whose armor was soaked in blood and holding the head of Chief Hu in his hand.
"Okay! Have another bowl!" The young man came back to his senses, couldn't help praising him loudly, and poured another bowl of wine for the old cripple.
This is one of the reasons why he likes to stay with Xu Laizi. Although the old man has a weird temper and is stingy with money, the iron-blooded arrogance he occasionally shows inadvertently is the kind of spirit that young people are most yearning for.
Xu Laizi didn't look at the wine bowl again, and started to smoke again, "Just drink one bowl, and if you drink too much, will you give me money?"
The young people chatted. But he didn't care, he quickly poured himself a bowl, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it for a while, then raised his head and drank it all down. After wiping his mouth, he said with great enthusiasm: "Happy!"
At this time, the middle-aged man got up and walked over. He was still smiling and said to Xu Zizi: "Old man, pay the bill."
Xu Laizi glanced at the table over there, he had already finished his food, and he didn't know how much wine he drank, but he didn't intend to find out, "It's always money."