Shizi, Shizi, that is a soft persimmon. Qiu Deyao is very courageous, and now he is able to hang out with the crown prince in a grandiose manner. This soft persimmon has a lot of credit. He is a typical type of person who eats hard but not soft. He has thorns all over his body, and he has to be smashed hard to survive for a while. But now the thorns have grown to reach the sky, and the soft persimmon has popped out again.
"What are you doing?" Qiu Deyao sneered, "Don't pretend to me, even if the king of Yan comes back, I will do as well. The son came back just in time, so don't let this crap happen to me. This bastard Xiajin Wuyu is talking nonsense and going crazy , it's better to drag it down early! It's an eyesore!"
"I'll just keep going." Wu Yu emerged from behind Ji Baiyue, shook his head, and said, "I'm a scholar! You know nothing! If you have such a great ability, teach the boy in Shangjin, and keep talking and talking. Another leg." He pulled off his robe, exposing his legs with pants, and said loudly, "Sexy! I want to see my legs so much, look! I'm so beautiful that I can't give up!"
The boy with disheveled hair was almost fainted by his voice, and he coughed overwhelmingly as he clutched his chest.
Wu Yu raised his head aloofly and snorted, and took away his earth-shattering beautiful legs. Meng Chen picked him up, "What kind of old man are you, son of a living!"
Wu Yu struggled, but his feet had already left the ground. He is thin and much shorter than Meng Chen, even the rascal would turn his neck red with anger, struggling and said: "Big Meng! Let me down!"
"You can't cure the bad mouth!" Meng Chen slapped him on the top of the head, handed it to Xin Yima, and said: "My lord, this is Wu Yu from Xiajin, Wu Ziyin. The little ruffian that the prince will bring out , don't look at his cheap and slick mouth, in fact, he is the same age as the third son, and he is still young."
It can be seen that this person is proficient in playing tricks and rascals, but he has a baby face comparable to Xiao Jin. If he doesn't speak, he is indeed still tender. But this opening—
"Bah!" Wu Yu scolded, "You're a bastard! I'm a decent kid!" He said again: "Let me go! Don't try to ruin my reputation in front of my son!"
It's a pity that Xin Yi can't speak. He turned his gaze to Qiu Deyao, his eyes were black and white, but they were really full of vigor.
Qiu Deyao didn't think so in his heart, but he also didn't think so on his face. He really didn't take this soft persimmon seriously, and just said: "It's not too much to call me uncle in terms of generations, but I am now divided into Beiyang in Shangjin, and it is impolite for the son to call me that, so just call me by name. , I'd better call out the son of the world."
The scar on Ji Baiyue's brow twitched, and he said coldly, "Lord Qiu, my brother respects you as an old man, not for the sake of relying on the old and selling the old."
Qiu Deyao said: "I'm afraid I can't write the word respect, but I'm happy to say it."
The confrontation between the two sides will turn the world upside down again. The night wind was blowing in the camp, and the Beiyang Canglang flag propped on the slope was wrinkled and fluttered by the wind, and the Sanjin crack was clearly seen. Xin Yi was silent on the horse, his hand holding the bow tightened.
Meng Chen's expression darkened, he stepped to block Ji Baiyue and Qiu Deyao away, and said: "Go to the tent and talk!"
Ji Baiyue is acceptable, but Qiu Deyao is not so easy to obey. The old man with a cut beard stuck his neck and wanted to yell a few more words, but unexpectedly, the bowstring of the man on the horse trembled in the night wind, not too big or too small, but he really showed his attitude.
Either go in and talk, or hit you until you get out.
Qiu Deyao looked Xin Yi up and down, and he was the only one in his eyes. Looking at his dark eyes, he finally sensed that this soft persimmon may no longer be a soft man. Without saying a word, he snorted coldly, flung his sleeves and went into the tent.
This camp was also hurriedly put together by Ji Baiyue, and the tents were generously set up, even in this poor place, it also gave Qiu Deyao a face of the older generation. It's a pity that Qiu Deyao is not rare. He is now staring at Shangjin's foreign trade business. Whoever asks him to share a little bit of it will be a tiger's mouth, and it will kill him.
Even when Wu Yu sat down, it was as if he was sitting on pins and needles. He squirmed around, but couldn't stop.
Xin Yi sat on the top, his face was still the tenderest, and when he lowered his eyes, it was difficult to see that this was the courage of Beiyang's future commander. The more Qiu Deyao looked at it, the more he didn't like it. He felt that this kid was soft again, and he was completely different from his brothers.
He felt uncomfortable, so naturally he couldn't show a good face, so he knocked the case hard, and said: "Since the prince is here, I will open up and say it. The business route of Shangjin was given by the imperial court, and the food is the emperor's food." , It’s also a banner for the country and the people. Wu Yu, you grandson, you were as easy-talking as a grandson at the beginning, and you didn’t dare to play a fart in front of the prince. Now you see gold, and your courage has grown! Yang Jun, there are just a few old, weak, sick and disabled, and you don’t grow enough food for your mother? You didn’t say that when you sold food to Xu Hang!”
Hearing this, Xin Yi raised his eyes and looked at Wu Yu, Wu Yu had a playful smile on his face, "So this isn't a short sale. Yan Jueshu, what good price can he give me?"
"Then why are you pretending to beg for food?" Qiu Deyao's face was livid, "Shangjin is the king of heaven this time, and I won't give it to you!"
The meaning of these words is also clear, even if you Xin Yi comes back, it's not a big deal, and the meat in your mouth can't be separated from others.
To be honest, this time it was indeed Wu Yu who was playing a rascal, but Xin Yi was very clear about why he was playing a rascal this time.
After Meng Chen heard Qiu Deyao's words, he just said: "Since Beiyang's name has been drawn in Shangjin, then." He paused for a long time when he said this, but he still couldn't understand Qiu Deyao's actions emotionally, and said dryly: "Then Even if it’s Beiyang’s land, it’s also worth protecting food. But the crown prince can give you this sweetness because he can afford it right now. Dayuan and us live in peace, but this is unpredictable. It’s a matter of face and lizi. We have fought with them for half our lives, and now you want your brother to escort their business, isn’t this fucking hate.”
"Mengchen, it's not like the prince is still there anymore." Qiu Deyao glanced at Xin Yi, and said in a deep voice: "The Beiyang army has been broken up, fight? Who can fight with Dayuan? The emperor has the guts Is it? You are all loyal generals, but I am ungrateful. But I have hundreds of thousands of people who want to eat, and the prince is gone. Do you still fucking think that Shangjin’s business is easy? Dayuan is still there, relying on Arslen, You still have to pay attention to Beiyang. Beiyang doesn't even have a wolf cub now! If there is no prince, Shangjin would have gone to the wind!"
Meng Chen kept his head silent, Wu Yu laughed a few times: "Yes, hundreds of thousands of people need to eat, and it all depends on your enemy's shabby business? The crown prince rewards you like a dog at his door. How many things can you give to your hands? Don't put gold on your face here, Qiu Er Er, you are really not worth the price!"
Qiu Deyao kicked the small case over. Wu Yu laughed and continued without blinking his eyes, "If I were you, I wouldn't have the face to come here to show my eyes! With the name of ungrateful but I didn't get any rare things, and I just accepted the prince's broken feelings. When you return favors, you won’t even leave a single hair! I can’t do the donkey’s head kicking, how did your head grow.” Seeing that Qiu Deyao was about to erupt, Wu Yu slapped the desk and said sharply: "If you break it, see the Beiyang Army. You are going to be a biting dog for the prince, and you will lose Beiyang's face. If you really think about the love from the prince, you won't do it." This kind of dog hates it!" After saying that, he changed his face and clasped his hands: "It hurts!"
"I said why did this suddenly explode." Qiu Deyao gouged out Wu Yu fiercely with his eyes, then swept across Meng Chenjibaiyue, and finally landed on Xin Yi firmly, saying: "It turns out that you remember my eighth Thousands of people."
The scar on Ji Baiyue's brow bone moved slightly, and his lips mocked, "Your 80,000 people?" He snapped, "Qiu Deyao, your 80,000 people?"
"If it's not Lao Tzu's, it's still yours?!" Qiu Deyao stood up abruptly, "There's no such thing as Beiyang Army now, they're all dogs of the imperial court, no one is cleaner and nobler than anyone else. Don't put on a noble look here Look, isn't the 70,000 people under your hand also divided? Now remember the ones in my hand!"
"That's the Beiyang Army!" Ji Baiyue gritted his teeth, stood up and confronted, "It's still the Beiyang Army!"
"Deceive yourself!" Qiu Deyao pointed at Xin Yi quickly, "You guys brought this soft persimmon back just to gather together the Beiyang Army to show off their prestige for a few more years, but I said it today, it's useless! The prince stomped Da Lan back then. You have to shake it, haven't you been played in the same way!"
Meng Chen also stood up with a bang, looking gloomily that he wanted to beat someone together with Ji Baiyue.
Wu Yu said in a low voice: "What's the value of your hand-to-hand combat? Fight with others. It's the Beiyang Army anyway, so let the court rest assured that they have become mud on the border now, and tell them to die." Be wary. We don't need to spend every day in this intrigue, we can also join a table to have fun." As he spoke, he also put his legs on the case, and he really didn't follow the rules, and said to Xin Yi: "Will the son grow up?" Young, the last time I saw you... saw you..." He stroked his chin and thought for a long time before he gestured: "It's still so big."
He's so old, this man is about the same age as his third brother, and even has some similarities in his faults and temper.
"Look." Wu Yu braced his head, "It's not safe to come back."
"My brother." Xin Yi smiled slightly. "It's not a big deal."
When he opened his mouth, nothing else happened, except that Qiu Deyao was taken aback.
Xin Yi got up and poured himself a cup of hot water, and drank a few sips while standing there. In a blink of an eye, the other three people looked at him, and said calmly and politely, "Go ahead, everyone, I don't care."
Ji Baiyue straightened his collar and sat down. Qiu Deyao couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment, he just bit his tongue and said, "What are you talking about!"
"I'm cured." Xin Yi said nonsense without changing his face, "I can still say a few words."
"That, that, but—"
"Don't take it too seriously." Xin Yi drank all the water and looked sideways at Qiu Deyao. The hatred in his eyes was wiped out before, and he said gently: "You are right, I I have nothing to do with it. Whether it is the Beiyang Army or Shangjin, I can't get into my hands. I live in Kyoto quite comfortably, and I can't say anything here. But I'll just ask Lord Chou, what are you talking about? How long have you known each other?"
He has a good attitude, he is even considered humble, and he talks about you, and Qiu Ye, as the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling face with your hand, Qiu Deyao really can't hit this face. But he couldn't give him a good temper, so he said bluntly, "Go early."
Xin Yi let out a faint oh, and put the cup on the table. He learned a five-pointer from Bai Jiu's fine-tuned posture and kung fu, "It's been a long time, no wonder the prince pushes the order and only thinks about Lord Chou."
Qiu Deyao thought for a long time, but is the prince a person who pays attention to affection
"Then you must know the prince." Xin Yi smiled, and said with a good temper: "He has a good temperament, he worships the Buddha with the empress dowager all the year round, and he is also merciful. Okay, greetings for everything." He said this, seeing Qiu Deyao gradually frowning, obviously unable to listen to such stupid words, so he stopped laughing and changed the topic, "Of course, the inside is still not a thing."
Qiu Deyao's eyelids twitched, and his face changed when he saw Xin Yi.
"I came back this time to kowtow to my elder brothers, and to remind Lord Chou. You are my father's right-hand man. Even if you are separated from me, I will treat you as an elder. Kyoto has not been doing well recently. Taiping, the king of Qin is in the front, and the crown prince pushes the order behind. I don't know what is in it, but Lord Qiu and the crown prince are old acquaintances, so I must be able to guess some of it? The crown prince, you have to cut your own arm His perseverance is admirable. But it won’t scare the opponent, I’m afraid it will make him feel cold.” Xin Yi dimpled, “Look at the seniority of King Qin, who bombed the emperor’s hall and didn’t wipe the face of being buried. It's a pity that he was still stirring up troubles in the capital before, and he had a son to succeed him, but now it's completely broken, and he didn't even leave his title. This is not Tianwei, but the power of the prince. Now the Qiu family is full of children and grandchildren, and luck is coming. I'm afraid that there will be some pickle in the future, and there will be no one left."
Qiu Deyao's angry voice like a mad dog was crushed by Xin Yi's gentle and gentle words, and he couldn't even howl, he just said: "How do you know that he can-"
"At that time, even if the crown prince can't, I also have this plan."
Qiu Deyao's eyes widened immediately.
The softness in Xin Yi's eyes faded away, leaving only the scorched earth and gloom, he said.
"If Lord Chou becomes someone else's knife, I will not keep it for the sake of love and righteousness. My bones are vicious, and I don't know how to use righteous methods, but I prefer despicable and shameless methods. Lord Chou vented his signs of decline. Without waiting for the prince, I tried to cut off the root of the enemy family. I did not kill all the roots of the evil left behind, and I understand the truth of killing all. Lord Chou is going to end his relationship with Beiyang Friendship, please."
Qiu Deyao's anger gradually calmed down, but he showed the cunning he should have. He said: "The easiest thing is the mouth. You have to rely on the three of them to cut off the root of my Qiu Deyao, but don't forget who governs the territory of Shangjin. A boy with a small head and a tail in the sky can't stop adults. thing."
"You just finished talking." Xin Yi laughed in a deep voice, "Didn't the king of Yan be pinched so that there is only a soft persimmon left?"
At the beginning, the 300,000 Beiyang Army could not keep Yanwang Mansion, how could the 80,000 Shangjin dare to swear that it would not end in a worse situation? Kyoto is a man-eating beast, and there is not even skin and bones left after swallowing it. Who can guarantee whose safety? Don't you see that King Ping was so capable of rebelling against the enemy, and he couldn't even keep the mountain shade in a blink of an eye, and was burned to death. In this world, even the emperor's sons are rushed to Huangquan one by one, who dares to say that the next knife will not be on their own head
Bai Jiu went around so that Xin Yi could come back, except for visiting the grave, he couldn't go back empty-handed. Bai Jiu supported him, but he couldn't live on Bai Jiu's waist for the rest of his life. If he wanted to straighten his back to face the emperor and crown prince, and want to stand up straight and go out with Bai Jiu, he couldn't allow himself to be defeated.
Peel off the rabbit's skin, and underneath it is a wolf cub with teeth and claws.
Wu Yu clapped on the side, and couldn't stop laughing when Meng Chen gave him an elbow.