"Speak, my father is listening!"
Young Master Liu glanced at Liu Chengfeng from the corner of his eye and said calmly.
Liu Chengfeng nodded slightly, raised his head and wiped the sweat that had appeared on his forehead again, walked a few steps forward, and raised his hand to knock out the ashes from the smoke pot outside the window sill.
"Dad, regarding the matter of my son not wanting you to use troops against Tsarist Russia.
My child, if you tell me the truth, I have both selfish and public motives."
Liu Mingzhi spat out the tea stems from the corner of his mouth, glanced at Liu Chengfeng indifferently and said, "Both selfish? And also public?"
Liu Chengfeng turned to look at Mr. Liu and nodded without hesitation.
"As I said to dad, that's exactly what it is."
Listening to the eldest son's affirmative tone, Young Master Liu flicked the ashes on his sleeve with his fingers.
“Public mind or selfish mind, which one is more important?
Over here in Xiaolongjing City, October is already relatively early.
On the contrary, if our little dragon's soldiers and horses even captured a grain of grain, what kind of situation would this be?
Liu Chengfeng casually crossed his legs, pinched a nut and threw it out of his mouth.
"You bastard, sprinkle water over there. Du Juanhua likes water, so sprinkle less."
Even if it is impossible to seize grain and grass, at best, you can only seize a large part of the grain and grass.
My father estimated that his grandfather and I would have to sleep for at least eight days and eight nights, which was a bad night's sleep.
However, the Eighth Guards of Northern Xinjiang do not yet have the soldiers and horses of the Eighth Guards of the New Army?
"It was given to Wushangxue in April, and he told you about the situation as a father.
However, now, it is not a question of mobilizing troops from various departments.
"Due to the situation in the city and the divisions of the people in Israel, there is almost no chance that our Xiaolong troops can seize food and grass to replenish themselves.
Of course, the soldiers and horses of the Seventeenth Guards of the New Palace and the soldiers and horses of the Seventeenth Guards of the Beifu cannot rush to our Xiaolong's border at the slowest speed.
From the place where the Eighth Guards of Northern Xinjiang and the Eighth Guards of the New Army are stationed, it is the distance to our Xiaolong Border Pass.
To put it bluntly, it doesn’t matter what time and place it is.”
"My child is brave, my child is brave."
Then, like Liu Chengfeng just now, I raised my neck and took a few sips of wine.
But here in Tsarist Russia, it will snow in April.
In many places in Tsarist Russia, when April had just retreated, the state capitals had not yet received snow.
At this time, Young Master Liu's heart was no longer as relaxed as it had been before.
Liu Chengfeng looked slightly startled. Before he could react, he watched Young Master Liu shake the wine bags in his hands heavily.
"Dad, whether you believe it or not, my child can tell you for sure.
Dad, comparing the two, the captured grain and grass and the military strength are just a drop in the bucket.
"There are not many places where snow will stop in April?"
I want to tell him that with the current situation in Tsarist Russia, if our little dragon rushes to use troops against Tsarist Russia, it will be a hundred harms but one benefit."
Including the people in various prefectures in northern Xinjiang, we ourselves think so too.
"What he said makes no sense. According to what he said, nothing is too good a deal.
No matter how you calculate it, it seems to be a good deal."
When Liu Chengfeng heard the eldest son's solemn answer, he raised his eyebrows slightly and turned to look at Young Master Liu with his eyes narrowed.
Young Master Liu's expression tightened, and he shook his head hurriedly.
Before Liu Chengfeng got rid of a relatively lush weed, he smiled and glanced at Mr. Liu who was sprinkling water on the flowers in the flower bed.
"Big bastard, he is really not good enough for me.
Apart from that, are there no other problems?"
As a father, I still say what I said before, no matter how you answer, as a father, I will not blame you."
"Dad, given the situation in Tsarist Russia, if he rashly sends troops to Tsarist Russia, the consumption of food and grass alone will not be enough to cause trouble to our little dragon."
Qi Jingxin nodded to Young Master Liu with a smile while cleaning up the flowers that had not faded outside the flower bed.
The time it takes for us to rush to the frontier is added to the time it takes to transport food and grass.
Boy, you look so much like him, he should be happy.
"It's bad, the kid knows."
"Let's continue talking."
"There is only one benefit out of a hundred harms. Where does the harm come from?"
"Hahaha, hahaha."
War between two countries is just like doing business. In the final analysis, self-interest is not the main priority.
Over the years, the Seventy-One Mansion in Northern Xinjiang has finally become richer and richer under the rule of his father.
I guess I want to tell my father that once that season passes, it will be convenient for us to use troops."
This is even more true if we add in the provision of food and fodder for the expedition soldiers without any worries.
It will probably take one to two months to gather food and fodder.
I looked back at Liu Chengzhi, who had not yet followed, and casually picked up the big iron rake under the flower bed.
As Young Master Liu spoke, he took the water ladle outside his hand and splashed it heavily on the flower bed.
The bad thing is, there is so much smoke in the sky, and his one-word king is missing from Northern Xinjiang.
Seeing the decisive answer, Liu Chengfeng shook his head helplessly, raised his head and took a few sips of wine.
If the son really resembled his father, he would not be happy anymore."
"Father Shengming."
Since the two of us have already discussed this topic, you don't have to hesitate.
Dad, has he ever been to Tsarist Russia in person? He simply knows what the specific conditions were like in Tsarist Russia.
Qi Jingxin grinned and nodded firmly.
The lives of the common people are getting worse day by day.
"That's what he went on to say."
Qi Jing Xin nodded firmly, looking at Qi Jing Xin with an uneasy expression on her face, showing no intention of dodge in her eyes.
However, on the Russian side, it was exactly the same.
Liu Chengfeng's face froze, he grabbed a piece of dirt and hit it under Young Master Liu's shoulder.
Young Master Liu grabbed his sleeve and wiped some wine from the corner of his mouth, raised his right foot and stepped on the edge of the flower bed.
Qi Jingxin held up the water ladle in her hand and rolled up her sleeves casually before looking happily at the wine bag in Qi Jingxin's hand.
"drink wine?"
"Chengfeng, let him sit too."
But, does dad know?
Liu Chengfeng walked to the main seat in the pavilion and sat upright. He placed his engraved jade fan under the stone table and grabbed a large handful of nuts from the plate with a smile.
Dad, August is gone now. In a few days, it will be July.
Dad, have you learned so few of your good qualities? He has learned all your bad habits."
"Flatter me more and keep talking."
"So? Could it be that because Tsarist Russia is a land of fur and cold, my father cannot use troops against it?"
Liu Chengfeng bent over and washed the soil under his hands outside the bucket, casually took out the jade fan pinned to the front of his neck, and walked happily towards the pavilion which was a dozen steps away.
To be continued...