There was a table in the Lu family's house hall, and eight seats were placed. At the beginning, Lu Jing wanted to ask Chen Sanlang to sit on the head, but Chen Sanlang pushed him and sat next to him. The other five were all head-to-face figures in the valley, and Guo Jinshi, which was just enough for the seat.

A plate of dishes started to serve, including rabbit meat, croquette meat, and deer meat... mainly wild game in the mountains, supplemented by two dishes of green vegetables and a pot of steaming mutton soup.

The wine was served again, and it was all aged wine. It was poured into a cup. It was bright in color and the wine smelled so vividly.

This table of wine and food is not rare, but it is full of sincerity. You should know that it is not during the peaceful times, but in troubled times. It is a great happiness for ordinary people to eat enough, and they dare not ask for too much.

But there were many guests, Guo Jinshi was a little young, and he was about forty. In addition to fifty or sixty, his hair was white and all belonged to the category of old men. It was not that Chen Sanlang was not respectful to the elderly, but that he always felt that such a banquet was old and had no interest except eating.

Several old men never thought this way. After several times, they were about to raise their glasses to toast, but they saw the top scholar raising their heads and eating hard.

The Guo Jinshi didn't seem to be very sociable. He sat aside without saying anything for a long time, slowly lifting his chopsticks and eating, and no one else could greet him.

The atmosphere of the banquet was a little cold. Lu Jing coughed dryly and asked, "Young Master Chen, have you ever submitted a memorial to ask for merit?"

While eating meat, Chen Sanlang replied: "I'm here, but I'm afraid I'll have to wait for the imperial edict to be replied to."

"Of course... well, please forgive me for being too verbally speaking. When you left Jingxian, why didn't you go to the capital but came to Yongzhou instead?"

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

Hearing this, everyone's eyes bulged and they complained deeply. Before the barbarian army entered the country, Yongzhou could only say that after the catastrophe broke out, the mourning was everywhere, and the people were living in poverty, which was like hell on earth.

Such a place can also be called "good"?

If you hadn't moved back to the ground and were worried about encountering changes during the escape, you would be afraid that those who could escape would run away.

Lu Jing laughed dryly and quickly changed the topic: "I heard that General Su Zhenhong was confused by the Shura witch, and fortunately, he was discovered by Mr. Chen, so he entrusted important tasks to the Mr. Chen. But I don't know how to manage this place after the Mr. Prince entered the government office?"

Chen Sanlang put down his chopsticks and said slowly: "There is nothing else, I just want peace."

His answer was concise, but if he weighed it carefully, he could taste some valuable things. In all things in the world, only "peace" can withstand the most scrutiny, intriguing, and never go out of time.

The world is peaceful and the people are at peace!

However, it is simple to say, but you have to do it, and you don’t know how much you experience.

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

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

Lu Jing sighed, "Mr. Chen has a thigh, and I admire him. I remember that "Yueyang Tower Notes" says: I worry about the world first, and then the world is happy, and the words of a truly benevolent person. Today, I talk to the young master is indeed worthy of his reputation."

When "Yueyang Tower Notes" was read, many old people in the literary world were amazed and confused when they read the article. Because of this, the literary ethics, the kind of mind that they express was not something that young people should have.

But this article was born out of nowhere, and it had never been seen before. It appeared on Yueyang Tower again. The signature was clearly clear and clear, without any doubt. In this way, everyone could only believe that it was Chen Sanlang's talent and a wonderful hand was done.

At this time, an old man asked: "Young Master Chen, the barbarian army is now gathered on the border and will fight with the general of Zhenguo soon. What do you think of this battle?"

At this banquet, everyone had to talk first and communicate in advance, and they had to take a good exam for Chen Sanlang. It was to find out the details, but also to feel a little dissatisfied, so they had to take turns asking for the exam. As the saying goes, there is no good banquet, and no good meeting.

Chen Sanlang didn't think about it: "The outcome of this battle is the same regardless of the outcome."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, and they were very surprised. Chen Sanlang's answer was obviously contradictory. Winning means winning, losing means losing. How could the result be the same?

Could it be that Chen Sanlang had no research at all and just answered randomly?

The old man said, "How can Mr. Chen explain this?"

Chen Sanlang glanced at him and said one by one: "Win, Yangzhou will be uprising; defeat, Yangzhou will be uprising."

Bang!

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

Chen Sanlang suddenly stood up: "Sorry, Chen has drunk a few more drinks and is a little sarcastic, so he said goodbye."

Without waiting for Lu Jing and others to stay, they bowed and walked out.

How many glasses have you drunk? He clearly hasn't even had a glass of wine yet.

But when Lu Jing and others chased him out, Chen Sanlang had already led his troops out of the valley. Everyone was left behind and looked at each other, always feeling that the top scholar always did not follow the rules and it was difficult for others to keep up.

After a while, someone asked: "Does his words make sense?"

No one answered, everyone was still immersed in panic and their thoughts were messy.

After a while, someone responded: "The barbarian army won, take advantage of the victory and pursued it straight into the future. If Yangzhou does not cause trouble, it will miss the opportunity; when the barbarian army is defeated, the court will have a strong opportunity to turn the tide, and if Yuan Wenchang remains unmoved, it will also miss the opportunity. That's why he said that regardless of the victory or defeat, the result will be the same. Yuan Wenchang's rebellion is imperative!"

The one who spoke was Guo Jinshi.

After saying that, he lowered his head and sighed, dragged his lame legs slowly towards his house. Of course, his leg was not born, but was shot by the barbarian army when he was fleeing. He was deposed. His surname was Guo, his name was "Chu". He was born into a wealthy family of the Guo family. As for the matter, Guo Hongtu, the governor of Yongzhou, was still his cousin from a distance. However, he never agreed with the actions of this cousin Guo and rarely interacted with him.

War broke out and Guo Chu and his family fled, but encountered an accident on the way. The family was separated, leaving him alone. He was dragged his injured leg and wandered around Laoshan. Fortunately, someone rescued him, so he came back alive and lived in the Meihua Valley.

After this great disaster, Guo Chu became taciturn. He didn't like to be helped by others, so he groped alone to dig the fields and farm himself. However, the difference between practicing and digging the fields and farming was far from being a big difference. After learning for a long time, he still couldn't learn it.

He once served as a Tongzhi, and his official career was ups and downs and had rich experience. However, he was in a difficult situation, and his body was disabled, and he was like a useless person. His wife and children were separated, and he was in a state of disgrace. If he had no help in the valley, he would probably starve to death.

Back to the simple thatched hut, I pushed open the empty door, stepped in, looked up, and couldn't help but be stunned. On the thick wooden table in the room, there were three gift boxes neatly placed.
Chapter completed!