Chapter nine hundred and fifty-four is not sweet, she quenches her thirst
Liu Mingzhi looked at Wen Renzheng who slowly knelt down and sat in front of the low table with a heavy heart.
Elderly people seem to have a particularly strong sense of their own life and death. As long as they say that their time is coming, they will always die soon after.
An Gou'er's grandfather took a few puffs of dry cigarettes and then passed away quietly after explaining his funeral arrangements!
As an innate master, Wen Renzheng's perception of life and death is probably far beyond that of ordinary people.
For a while, Liu Mingzhi couldn't find any good words to comfort Wen Renzheng.
Wenren Yunshu sighed silently, bent down and picked up the tea leaves that Young Master Liu had placed on the ground, slowly walked out of the room and started lighting the stove to make tea.
Wen Renzheng stared at Wen Ren Yunshu's busy back, with a hint of distress and faint concern in his dim eyes.
"Zirui!"
"Old man!"
Wen Renzheng is accustomed to calling Liu Mingzhi a gangster, and there are very few names for him to be officially called Liu Mingzhi.
"Has Zi Le returned to the grassland?"
Liu Mingzhi didn't know how Wen Renzheng learned that Huyan Yunyao had returned to the grassland. He knelt down and nodded slightly: "Yes, the year before last, my junior brother said that he would go back to the grassland to celebrate the Spring Festival. I think he should be on his way back to the court now.
When I return to the capital, I will definitely ask her to come to Jinling to see you, and my two senior fellow apprentices will come together!"
Wen Renzheng's dim old eyes flashed with a glimmer of light: "After all, I still haven't kept him, I'm afraid I won't be able to come back!"
Even Liu Mingzhi doesn't know about Huayan Yunyao's confession, so he is naturally surprised why Wen Renzheng concluded that Huyan Yunyao will not come back.
"Old man, how could junior brother not come back? She is also highly valued by His Majesty. Now she is on duty in the Ministry of War. After two years, she can be said to have risen through the ranks. It doesn't make sense!"
"Have you met Zi Le?"
"We met by chance when we were in the capital, and we had a few drinks in a restaurant to see him off!"
Liu Mingzhi did not detail the affair between Huyan Yunyao and himself to the old man one by one. Firstly, it was unnecessary, and secondly, he was afraid that the old man would worry!
"What message did she ask you to bring to the old man?"
"My hometown is far away, so I can't go to my mentor in person to pay filial piety. I hope my mentor won't mind!"
Of course, it was impossible for Liu Mingzhi to remember it word for word. He just had to convey the general meaning.
What Liu Mingzhi was even more curious about was that Wen Renzheng seemed to know everything clearly from thousands of miles away.
No one except the two of them knew about the chance encounter between Huyan Yunyao and him, and no one knew about the fact that he asked him to send a message to the old man.
If he hadn't known about the old man's habits, Liu Mingzhi would have definitely thought that the old man was secretly monitoring him or Hu Yanyun Yao.
Wen Renzheng turned his head and looked at Liu Mingzhi quietly: "In the past few years, no matter whether it is windy or snowy, this kid Zi Le has come to the academy in person to say goodbye to me every time I come home. Years ago, this kid Zi Le didn't come to the academy. I feel sad.
It’s very clear that once Zi Le leaves this time, I’m afraid he will never come back!”
Liu Mingzhi looked at the old man in astonishment. He didn't expect that the old man was so sure because of these reasons that he had never known.
If junior brother does not return to Dalong, with his military talents, Dalong will have another powerful enemy that is rare in the world.
Wen Renzheng had told himself a long time ago that Huyan Yunyao was a born handsome man. He might not have a deep understanding of other things, but as long as he mixed in military matters, he would be able to master it without any teacher.
I remember that when I was playing chess with my old man at home, I just watched a few games and immediately understood that I was on par with him!
"Is it true that my junior brother will not come back?"
"Will be back!"
Liu Mingzhi looked at the old man blankly, wondering what he meant by what he said. Will he come back soon, will he come back soon, will he come back or not?
Liu Mingzhi scratched his chin in confusion, the old man always spoke so vaguely now!
"Zi Le will only take the cavalry south when he comes back!"
Liu Mingzhi frowned and became cautious. It turned out that this was what the old man meant.
Bringing the Huyan tribe's cavalry back to Dalong means that the border trade has officially collapsed, and the Three Kingdoms, which have been recuperating for several years, will start fighting again.
All three parties have strong troops and horses, and it is bound to be a fierce and evenly matched confrontation.
"It turns out that this is what the old man meant. My junior brother once asked me if she can guarantee that the Huyan tribe and the Dalong border will not commit any crimes in the fifty years of autumn, can I guarantee that Dalong will not go north again!"
Wen Renzheng looked at Liu Mingzhi with great interest, with a hint of unnoticeable expectation in his eyes.
"How did you reply to Zi Le?"
Liu Mingzhi sighed with a trace of regret on his face: "The boy's answer was no, but the junior brother did not ask again. He only said one sentence: How can a minister fulfill the promise of a monarch? After drinking a few glasses of water and wine, they hurriedly said goodbye.
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Wen Renzheng's hopeful eyes dimmed: "Zi Le is a good boy who knows how to be considerate. You little bastard, you old man, have long told you to take action when it's time to take action, both emotionally and rationally, both in public and private matters."
Don’t suffer any loss, I think this princess is worthy of you, and Zi Le is a rare beauty in terms of looks, but you, little bastard, can’t be tempted!”
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Mr. Liu looked at Wen Renzheng dejectedly and said, "Old man, don't you know what it means to be strong and sweet?"
"You don't care whether she is sweet or not, as long as she quenches her thirst! When did you, a 'famous' young man in the past, turn into a gentleman who can sit back and relax? You and Zi Le are married, think about Dalong
Can there be another war with the Huyan tribe? I don’t know if your brain is full of mush! It’s obviously a happy thing, but now it’s fine. What do you think you can do? Don’t think you are in the Western Regions.
I don’t dare to reprimand you even if you have made great achievements!”
Liu Mingzhi drooped his head, not daring to look at the old man's face. He seemed to have discovered that the older he got, the more unreasonable he became.
Old kid, old kid, that’s probably what it means!
"I have no doubt that the Royal Court of Spieth may not be able to survive for a year in the hands of Zi Le. By then the grasslands will be unified and the divided Turkic tribes will merge into one craftsman. There will be a more powerful opponent than the Jin Kingdom.
Shangzi Le’s military skills are rare in the world, do you know what price it will cost to drive the Turks north of Yinshan Mountain even if the dragon wins?"
"When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured. When the Jin Kingdom takes the opportunity to move south, the entire dragon will be plunged into ruins!"
Liu Mingzhi scratched his chin and looked at Wen Renzheng in confusion: "Two years from now, the three hundred thousand war horses will be fully trained, and the national treasury is full of food. It is not certain who will fight who! I brought back three hundred thousand battle horses from the Western Regions.
An elite division that has fought hundreds of battles is not just a decoration!"
"Can you imagine that Zi Le and the clever empress of the Kingdom of Jin would not think of it? Three hundred thousand war horses cannot be covered by such a huge scale. Do you think they will give you a chance to prepare your army for war?"
"The old man made it clear that the Imperial Court of Spieth would most likely not last a year in Zi Le's hands. The Turkic tribes that were torn apart were already a big scourge. The Turkic tribes that were broken into pieces were like flood beasts.
, Don’t forget that Zi Le has been an official in the Ministry of War for two years. She knows all the plans of the imperial court, but what about you and Yan He regarding the Huyan tribe? You know nothing, you know nothing. Do you know? Cough cough."
"Old man, don't be excited, don't be excited!"
When Liu Mingzhi saw Wen Renzheng's face with an abnormal flush, he immediately stood up and patted the old man's back to make him happy!