Liu Mingzhi saw that Li Tao meant to change the subject, so he could only give He Shu a helpless look.
He is the king of one word, Li Tao is also the king of one word, and he is still a prince named Li.
He didn't want to say that he couldn't hold a knife to him.
If you can help, you can help. If you really can't help, you won't have a hard relationship with this junior.
After thinking about this, Liu Mingzhi gently picked up the wine glass and responded: "Let's drink together."
He Shu looked at Mr. Liu's helpless look with a somewhat regretful look on his face, so he could only have a drink with him with a heavy heart, and secretly thought about whether there was any other way to persuade Li Tao to leave Beijing in time.
These days, she always felt that something was wrong with her son.
He was worried that he would turn a deaf ear to his words, and like his second uncle and his third uncle, he would have thoughts that he shouldn't have.
Not to mention the six generals of the Six Guards of Northern Xinjiang, as long as the uncle beside him who strongly supports His Majesty is in court, there is no possibility for him to usurp the throne.
No matter how powerful you are, can you still surpass the strength of your uncles gathered together?
He Shu's heart was as clear as a mirror.
As long as his brother-in-law and uncle are loyal to Li Ye, there is no possibility of his children usurping the throne.
The 400,000 rebels only held off his 200,000 border troops for four days. How many troops do you need to withstand the pressure and successfully usurp the throne?
Recalling the past when his uncle supported His Majesty in ascending the throne, He Shu once again thought about how to warn his son to be more honest.
His destiny is to be a prince who enjoys glory and wealth honestly.
"Uncle, I haven't seen Chengfeng, Chengzhi, Yiyi, Yaoyao... several cousins ​​for two years.
The boy thought that he would take advantage of the Lantern Festival to invite his younger sister Jingyao to go out to the lake to enjoy the scenery and reminisce about old friendships.
It would be better for my younger sister Jingyao to have more contact with her cousin Chengzhi. After all, they are going to get married in two years. It would be a good thing to get along earlier and get to know each other better.
It saves them from getting into trouble after marriage and putting you in a dilemma, uncle and aunt.
I wonder what my uncle wants?"
Liu Mingzhi pondered for a while and nodded silently: "That's fine. Since King Zhao is interested, I will talk to them when I get back. It will be up to them who is free."
Li Tao didn't expect that Liu Mingzhi would agree to his request so easily, and he was immediately overjoyed. He thought about whether he should also express his request to have a marriage with his cousin Liu Yaoyao and to marry his aunt.
come out.
After pondering for a while and looking at Liu Mingzhi's drunken appearance, Li Tao gave up the idea for the time being.
Thinking of what happened on the day he entered Beijing, Li Tao's face was a little complicated, but also a little excited.
It’s better to ask your mother to mention it and give it a try when the time comes.
My uncle should give my mother this face.
After all, if you look around the world, you can't find a more suitable match than yourself? She is the perfect match for your cousin Yaoyao.
"Thank you, uncle. I'll give you and my queen another drink."
"Drink together."
"Come, my uncle, let me pour wine for my uncle. I have always regretted that I can't serve the country. To serve the imperial court, uncle, can you tell me about how you led hundreds of thousands of cavalry in northern Xinjiang? You jumped on your horse and raised your sword, and you went to war on the battlefield? It's easy.
Have fun, baby."
Liu Mingzhi looked at Li Tao's excited expression and sighed silently.
Another young man who has never been to the battlefield in person and thinks that the battlefield is full of blood and glory.
Thinking of the hundreds of thousands of desolate new graves in the wilderness of northern Xinjiang, Liu Mingzhi felt a little sour.
If one general succeeds and thousands of bones are withered, how can there be glory and blood in war? Some are just white bones? Looking at Li Tao's curious look, Liu Mingzhi was not too disappointed and directly vetoed it, silently weighing what to say.
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Maybe this is also an opportunity for me to educate Li Tao about the consequences of the war, and once again warn him not to have certain thoughts that he shouldn't have.
To prevent the dragon from starting another war.
"Okay? I will tell you about the recent national war in Northern Xinjiang."
"Okay, everything depends on uncle's wishes."
Liu Mingzhi raised the drink in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. He glanced at the people who looked a little curious, and in a low tone, he talked about the war in Er Er in northern Xinjiang a few years ago.
Time passes.
When they heard that Duan couldn't bear to die in an encounter with the Turks in Yunzhou with his three thousand cavalry, the four girls of He Shu couldn't bear it in their eyes. Their pretty faces turned slightly pale.
Although they have never experienced the cruelty of the battlefield, from Liu Mingzhi's words, they can still feel the tragic scene of hundreds of thousands of people fighting together.
Every charge was the result of corpses strewn across the field.
Especially when the two armies confront each other and the cavalry attack each other, it is even more heroic and tragic.
From the beginning of the story, Liu Mingzhi had been paying attention to Li Tao's reaction. Seeing the frightened look on this boy's face, he felt relieved.
As long as this kid can understand the cruelty of war, it is equivalent to putting a rein on him, which can kill his temper.
"We, Dalong, are not the only ones who die generously. The Jin Kingdom and the Turks also have no shortage of these benevolent and righteous people who sacrificed their lives for the country.
At the time of the siege, more than 100,000 elite soldiers from the Jin Kingdom and the Turks were outside Fuzhou City. In order to give the brothers in the three armies an opportunity to evacuate, they volunteered to die to serve the country.
That battle left blood flowing all over the ground, corpses strewn across the fields, hundreds of thousands of corpses..."
After hearing Liu Mingzhi start talking about the Jin Kingdom and the Turks, the faces of several people gradually calmed down.
Perhaps in their view, ambitious people like the Jin Kingdom and Turks deserve to die.
But they have never been soldiers, so they don't know that enemies can also feel sympathy for each other. That is the feeling of soldiers.
Soldiers serve the country and obey orders.
Who decides what is right or wrong?
"Later, the national war was defeated and the encirclement could not be completed because of the new army. This king..."
Young Master Liu's face paused as he spoke, and he looked down with some doubts before continuing: "I, the King..."
Liu Mingzhi's face condensed and he glanced at Li Tao and He Shu in confusion. Who is this? He is not being honest when listening to stories. Why are he kicking himself so much?
However, through the silk tablecloth, Mr. Liu didn't know who got drunk and became so dishonest.
"Uncle, go on, what happened next? Is your throat dry? Come on, I will give you and the queen three more glasses."
"Drink together."
The three of them drank three glasses of wine again, and Li Tao breathed out a breath of wine.
"Uncle, tell me quickly. Is it going to be about you leading a million-strong army to counterattack the two countries? Tell me quickly."
"Okay, let me continue. I am very angry about this..."
After talking about the tea kung fu, Young Master Liu felt someone kicked him again, thinking that Li Tao, He Shu, mother and son were excited after hearing this, but Liu Mingzhi didn't pay attention and continued to talk about what happened next.
However, Liu Mingzhi did not notice that the blush on the face of He Shu opposite him had spread to his fair earlobes, and his phoenix eyes would glare at him vaguely from time to time, with a look of deep sullenness.
While he was enjoying himself, Liu Mingzhi, who was drinking to quench his thirst, accidentally noticed something wrong with He Shu's face across from him.
However, since she was slightly drunk, Young Master Liu thought that she was too drunk and it was caused by the alcohol, so she didn't take it to heart.
Sometimes I saw He Shufeng's eyes were like ripples of spring water, looking ashamed, angry and sullen, so I put down my glass in time and continued to speak.
How is this behavior of telling stories and stopping for a while different from the authors in the Internet literature world who break out of chapters at every turn?
But there is nothing you can do if your throat becomes dry.
Young Master Liu thought that He Shu was a little dissatisfied with him because he kept stopping and was not enjoying himself very much.
However, as he spoke, Young Master Liu's expression gradually became weird. It doesn't matter if he kicks me once or twice. Why do you keep kicking me?
As Young Master Liu was talking, he secretly looked at Li Tao and He Shu, trying to find out who was so bad at drinking wine.
If you drink too much, it's like no one has drunk too much.
Looking at Li Tao, this kid was staring at him intently and listening to the story. He was so honest, so he shouldn't be kicking himself.
So he glanced at He Shu with his peripheral vision.
Young Master Liu was startled when he saw He Shu's face as red as the sunset.
To be continued...