Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh Huafa has happened
After listening to Song Qing's hesitant words, Liu Mingzhi fell into silence with thoughtful eyes.
After a long time, Young Master Liu shook his head gently, picked up the tea cup and stood up, walking towards the huge map hanging on the wooden frame a few steps away.
Song Qing didn't understand the intention of his third brother's move, so he immediately got up and followed him.
Liu Mingzhi stopped in front of the map, nodded and took a sip of tea, then turned to look at Song Qing, who looked a little confused.
"Brother, your thoughts and intentions are certainly good, but I wonder if you have ever thought about a crucial issue?"
Song Qing frowned and looked at Young Master Liu's calm eyes in surprise.
"what is the problem?"
Liu Mingzhi gently moved the tea lid to remove the tea leaves from the water, and smiled and pursed his lips towards the southeast direction of the study.
"Brother, now all the positions of generals and generals in the new army camp with 100,000 soldiers and horses are all won by the new soldiers with their true talents and learning. You know this, right?"
Song Qing nodded without hesitation: "Of course it's clear. Third brother, you and your brother have carefully discussed this matter before passing on the order from the military department."
"Then think about it carefully. At this time, brother, if I suddenly insert a senior as the deputy commander or governor of the armed forces, what kind of disturbance will be caused?
What would this boy Dingbang think? What would the other soldiers who competed for their respective positions by virtue of their own abilities think?
You must know that the rules for independently seizing the commander-in-chief were drawn up by my brother myself, and the orders were conveyed by the Ministry of War.
On the eve of the army's expedition, if I suddenly decreed that you, eldest brother, should be appointed deputy commander or governor of the Second Army, then what should we do with the deputy commander of the third army, Lu Chen, and the governor Ge Gonglu who are now in the new army camp?
Brother, it is not impossible for me to force the change, but isn't this an act of asking me to change my order day and night?
A man who is a king should always keep his words, and it is taboo to change orders at dawn and at night! I don’t need to elaborate on this point, brother, you should also understand it.
These are all secondary. The most important issue is that if Dingbang, the boy, thinks that he is a brother and the current emperor does not trust him, and deliberately places you in the army to control him, then that will be a real troublesome issue.
Therefore, brother, if I ask you, eldest brother, to go to the west with this boy Dingbang, you may be able to help him solve a lot of unnecessary troubles, but it may also be counterproductive.
As for what the specific result will be, we can only say that it is 50 to 50.
After all, no one can guarantee what hasn’t happened, not even you, brother, but I can’t either.”
Song Qing frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded helplessly.
"Third brother, I'm not thinking enough about my brother.
If my brother is a boy like Dingbang, and he is at such an arrogant age, if you act like this, my brother will also have random thoughts in his heart."
Liu Mingzhi nodded with a faint smile, placed the tea cup on the table next to him, raised his hand and gently slid his fingers on the huge map in front of him.
"One more thing, brother, you are the current King Wuyi who has been crowned king for your military exploits. If you serve as the deputy commander or governor of the second line of troops, you can easily overshadow the younger generation like Dingbang during the expedition.
This will also affect the prestige of Dingbang as the commander-in-chief of the armed forces.
Once a commander-in-chief of the armed forces loses his prestige in front of his soldiers, it means that the military heart and soul of the army are gone.
If the military heart and soul of the 100,000-strong army are gone, you should know what consequences will occur during the army's expedition.
Therefore, no matter which aspect you consider, it is not advisable for you to serve as the deputy commander or governor of the second line of troops.
Brother, you should stay in the capital honestly and accompany me, my brother, and continue to enjoy the languid life of glory, wealth, sensuality and sensuality."
Song Qing looked at Young Master Liu's sad expression and nodded with a wry smile.
"As a brother, I originally wanted to take advantage of the fact that my body and bones are still strong, so that I can contribute my short-lived passion to you and the imperial court, third brother.
However, listening to what you said, it would be better for me to just eat and drink in a down-to-earth manner."
Liu Mingzhi turned his head and looked at Song Qing, who looked a little downcast. He took back his right hand that was pointing at the map and patted Song Qing's shoulder happily.
"Brother, don't be so depressed. No one knows what will happen in the future. Maybe one day we brothers will be able to ride on the battlefield together again!"
"I hope so. To be honest, third brother, my bones are almost rusty after these years of idleness.
I really want to go to the battlefield and ride my horse and whip my whip again, but unfortunately, I just don’t know if I still have such hope in this life.
I studied martial arts as a young man for my brother, and made a living as a young man in the army. Later, I followed my third brother, you, to conquer the north and south one after another, conquering the east and west for more than ten years. Unknowingly, I have reached this age."
As Song Qing spoke, he reached out and grabbed his hair, which was already turning gray at the temples, and shook it in front of Young Master Liu.
"In two or three years, my brother will be fifty years old.
Time flies, and now my brother's hair has happened. Although my brother doesn't want to admit it, he has to admit it.
Hahaha, third brother, we are now brothers.
It is said that life lasts only seventy years, but when I reach Brother Wei's age, Brother Wei is really worried that he might fall asleep one day and never get up again."
After listening to Song Qing's melancholy words, Liu Mingzhi suddenly felt sour in his heart when he saw his pretending to laugh. He couldn't help but recall Song Qing's high-spirited appearance in those days.
At that time, the eldest brother was so high-spirited! Looking at it now, he can already be called a hero in his twilight years.
After coming back to his senses, Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Qing's old-fashioned and sighing look, and nodded with mixed feelings in his heart.
“Unknowingly, more than twenty years of youth seemed to pass by in a flash, just like having a long dream like a dream.
Big brother, you are really old. Not only are you old, brother, but I am also old. We are all old.
Although we still have those ambitions in our hearts, we are no longer what we were back then.
Alas, let’s not talk about this anymore, let’s not talk about this anymore, and continuing to talk will only add to the sadness. Let’s continue talking about the army’s expedition.”
Song Qing looked at Liu Mingzhi's bitter expression, nodded vigorously, raised his hands and rubbed his face heavily several times.
"Okay, I listen to you. Let's not talk about these sentimental topics. Let's continue to talk about the issue of the 100,000 new army soldiers going to war."
Liu Mingzhi took a few gentle breaths to calm down his slightly ups and downs, then reached out and untied the tobacco bag from his waist.
"Brother, give me some of your best tobacco."
"You obviously don't have this addiction. If you can smoke something like dry tobacco, you can smoke it less. It's not a good thing. Smoking too much will not do any good to your body.
Brother Wei didn’t like this stuff before, so I started smoking it habitually.”
Song Qing said this, but he still took off his dry tobacco bag from his waist, took out a piece of tobacco and stuffed it into Liu Dashao's smoking pot, and then stuffed a pot of tobacco for himself.
Liu Mingzhi took out the huozhezi and lit the shredded tobacco, then helped Song Qing light the shredded tobacco, then covered the huozhezi and placed it on the table.
He blew out a puff of smoke, and Liu Mingzhi couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"Addiction is not addictive, but it has formed a habit. When I feel depressed, I always subconsciously want to light a pot of tobacco and take a few puffs.
Once the habit becomes natural, I’m afraid I won’t be able to quit it.”