Li Jinglong was scared to death by a rat at the top of the city. When Wang Huai summoned the Purple Gold Dragon, he lied and took credit for it.
When he thought of this incident, Lao Zhu felt sick in his heart.
I thought to myself, Wang Huai is really like a girl. When he is gone, ten or twenty years will pass.
Once you have it, being away for a month is unbearable.
The man who was standing upright and lying down holding the sky and shaking the earth was called a pussy by Lao Zhu. Fortunately, Wang Huai didn't know, otherwise Lao Zhu wouldn't have been able to avoid having salt soda sprayed on his face.
"Liu Jing, what do you think of the rat king who is as big as a calf?"
Lao Zhu glanced away from Zhu Yunwen, turned to Liu Jing who was lying on the ground and shivering, and spoke with a bit of hatred.
Liu Jing raised her head a little and responded tremblingly.
"Your Majesty, I don't dare to look at it, but I know that the gloomy atmosphere that envelopes the East Palace is not strong. I think... I think..."
"What must it be?"
Liu Jing coughed dryly.
"The Rat King was frightened and attacked by the Purple Gold Dragon. He was not dead but also seriously injured. The Purple Gold Dragon is in Yingtian, and the Rat King cannot get up."
Lao Zhu's eyes were half-closed.
"You mean the Rat King is keeping it for the New Year, waiting for Wang Huai to come back?"
Liu Jing felt the murderous gaze and fell down again.
There is some silence, and it is good for Your Majesty to know. If you talk too much, you will get into trouble through your words.
Lao Zhu sighed secretly and spoke slowly.
"On Qianzhou Island, hurry up and build the iron ship. Hurry up and pick up Wang Huai. We are waiting for his more than 100,000 stones of food and grass to eat!"
Liu Jing has been waiting for Lao Zhu's words for a long time!
Before Zhu Yunwen could refute, he quickly slapped the rainbow fart.
"Your Majesty is smart, Taoist Priest Xiao Wang is tough. Your Majesty and Taoist Priest Xiao Wang are a perfect match, tall and tough!"
…
Back in the East Palace, Zhu Yunwen had a look of resentment on his face, Grandpa Huang was partial!
Liu Jing doesn't dare to do it. If I want to wait for Wang Huai to do it, I can't do it?
I still don’t believe it. How am I worse than Wang Huai?
Isn't he just a little taller, a little crosser, a little more handsome... Bah, in this comparison, he is really a little bit stronger.
But what he can do, I can’t do?
Fake it, I am also a person with a small court!
Zhu Yunwen thought about it, summoned his friend Li Jinglong, and told him not to forget to copy the guy.
Thinking about it again, I felt that my recent depression about losing favor had caught up with Zhu Yunxi, so I might as well call a patient to discuss his condition together.
Therefore, Zhu Yunxi also received Zhu Yunwen's summons order.
At night.
When the three patients gathered together, Li Jinglong was very angry.
"Your Highness, I haven't read much about military science, but I am very talented. In terms of military talent, who dares to compete with me?"
"Your Highness, you are taught by a famous teacher, you are smart and wise, and you want to write elegant essays. Who can rival you in this world?"
"Yunxi... is also very open-minded..."
"Why does your Majesty gradually stop abandoning us?"
"Yunxi, you said that, right?"
Li Jinglong said that he really couldn't think of Zhu Yunxi's strengths, so he just accepted the situation and just pretended to be "humbly open-minded".
Zhu Yunxi, who had always been happy-go-lucky, lay down long ago and coughed dryly.
"I agree that Your Highness is brilliant and talented, Jinglong is an invincible hero, and they are a perfect match!"
Another perfect match, Zhu Yunwen thought of Liu Jing's rainbow fart, his heart skipped a beat, and he turned to Li Jinglong.
"Can you catch ghosts?"
Li Jinglong almost fell into a tree.
"Your Highness, are you serious?"
Zhu Yunwen looked serious.
"Why don't I call you a copycat? Liu Jing said that there is a sinister atmosphere in the East Palace, and a rat king as big as a calf is lurking."
The rat tide was organized, premeditated, and planned. It was a good thing that I had never seen it. After seeing it, Li Jinglong was still furious.
"Your Highness, you and Yunxi are royal brothers. Is it really appropriate for you to enter the East Palace and for me to enter?"
Zhu Yunwen knew he was making excuses and waved his hand.
"It's not like you go in and out alone. Isn't there me and Yunxi?"
Zhu Yunxi spoke neither salty nor lightly.
"The Crown Princess is very strict and the East Palace is short of beauties. What should Jinglong be afraid of?"
…
The night is dark and windy.
The three of them discussed together, one wearing a bamboo hat, one wearing a raincoat, Li Jinglong holding a mahogany sword and heading towards the East Palace...
...
Northwest, outside the Great Wall.
Wang Huai endured the pain in his balls and walked through the Tuocheng desert with A Biao and Ma Sanbao back to Zhaojun fortress.
"Your Highness, we have a tough dish in front of us and a finale dish. We must eat them all. The question is which dish to eat first?"
Ma Sanbao was puzzled by Wang Huai's words. Did he choose to eat the hump in order to avoid pain in his balls?
Ma Sanbao's eyes turned to A Biao, and he thought deeply.
This is a high-level conversation. Abiao has a high IQ and understands it as soon as he hears it.
The hard dish is undoubtedly the one hundred thousand cavalry of King Duoer of Northern Wu.
As for the finale, besides the emperor in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, who else is there?
The King of Northern Wu gnawed the hard dish, and the emperor, the grand finale, existed in name only.
But the hard dish of King of Northern Wu, which was passed down by Temujin Lao Tiezhen, is not that easy to eat.
After eating the finale dish of the Emperor, Duo'er, the King of Northern Wu, had two possible reactions -
First, if confidence is severely hit, the cavalry will have flaws.
The second is to arouse the bloody spirit, and the cavalry will sink the cauldron.
It depends on whether the King of Northern Wu is a die-hard fan or a careerist.
After thinking for a moment, Abiao slowly spoke.
"Staring at the finale and not moving the chopsticks, so what?"
Wang Huai laughed, this was a siege of Beiting but not an attack.
"Good guy!"
This is an unsolvable conspiracy——
If the King of Northern Wu returns to Beiting to support King Qin, he can set up an ambush on the way and slowly eat up his cavalry.
If the King of Northern Wu abandons the royal court, it would be disloyal and unjust. Even if there are no flaws in his cavalry, people's hearts will no longer be as solid as iron barrels.
Wang Huai forgot about the pain in his balls and showed a sunny smile.
"That's it - King Yan's troops will be divided into Lan Yu; our two wings will be sent out by General Feng Sheng."
"Two generals, Lan and Feng, each led a small force of light cavalry and surrounded the royal court of the Northern Yuan Dynasty without attacking."
Ma Sanbao finally understood and was impressed.
Following such a heroic master, there are so many of them at once, even a low IQ cannot keep up.
The advantage is that following such an heroic master for a year is better than following a mediocre master for a lifetime!
Return to Zhaojunsai.
Princess Gesang was grounded, and Wang Huai had no car to drive.
I was not idle and spent the whole night.
The image of the mountains and rivers on the heart-shaped jade relic was magnified a thousand times, and then the ocean was imagined to draw a panoramic map of real mountains and rivers.
Wang Huai was very satisfied.
After greeting A Biao, he summoned the guide Wan Dachuan, the captain Ma Sanbao, the generals Feng Sheng and Guo Ying and other senior officials to gather together.
Wang Huai did not show his real skills right away, but made a pot of tea.
"Everyone, please sit down and try my tea art. This is the tribute tea from the Northern Yuan Dynasty. I found it in Chenglong's horseback bag."
After Wang Huai finished speaking, Feng Sheng looked disdainful.
“What’s so good about tea is drinking wine!”
Guo Ying also laughed.
"Can you drink Beiyuan's tea? It doesn't taste as good as picking two pieces of grass and brewing it casually!"
Wang Huai smiled slightly and poured a cup of tea for each of the five people.
The whole tent suddenly overflowed with the aroma of tea.
Ah Biao tasted good tea. As soon as she smelled the aroma of the tea, a sense of satisfaction appeared on her face.
Seeing A Biao's expression, everyone couldn't help but take a sip, and suddenly felt that what they drank before could be called tea?
Feng Sheng, who was not as good at complaining as drinking, was the first to express his admiration, and then he was done.
"Good tea! Good tea!"
No one knows the taste of tea after drinking it this way.
"This tea comes from Pu'er and has been fermented for at least 15 years, but Xiao Wang Daochang's tea art is also great!"
After clicking the thumbs up, Abiao took a few more sips.
Even Ma Sanbao and Wan Dachuan, who rarely drink tea, were amazed by it.
Wang Huai looked at the intoxicated crowd with a smile. These country bumpkins had only been brewing tea for fifteen years, and that was it.
"If you like it, I don't have it here anymore, but there is a place with a lot of stock."
Everyone looked confused, Wang Huai waved his five fingers, and the scrolls on the table spread out, filling the table and attracting everyone's attention.
Suddenly, everyone has forgotten the smell of tea...