The man who looked like a young master was not a soldier, but was assigned to study at the academy based on his family background. He was assigned to do writing and logistics work, and his level was equivalent to a captain. He felt that he was superior to others because of his status, and he did not look down on others. His dissatisfaction was not received by those around him.
Although he did not give up, he started to think about how to deal with Lin Li.
"Wait and see, I won't let that kid sit there comfortably."
Lin Li didn't know that he was provoking someone just sitting there. The young master's eyes were darting around, and suddenly his eyes lit up.
The young master came to Wu Zuoling with a wine glass and said: "No matter what position this little brother holds, after all, the people coming from afar are guests, and we must entertain them well, otherwise others will say that we have neglected the guests. Just drinking is too boring,
How about something else to cheer up."
Wu Zuoling laughed, "After all, he is a scholar, he has a lot of ideas, and he knows elegant tunes. But we are a bunch of old men and there are no girls to dance with, so what should we do?"
Young Master immediately suggested: "The only thing a soldier needs is a sword. Let's have a small arena match and let Captain Lin Li's men compete one-on-one with our soldiers. It would be a good idea."
Lin Li quickly stood up and refused. Isn't this a joke? A new recruit is competing with a veteran in the ring. Do you still want to go back standing?
Wu Zuoling also shook his head to express his disapproval, "We veterans are more than ten years older than the recruits. It's not appropriate to compete like this. We should think of other ideas."
The Young Master pretended to meditate for a while. This was a way of retreating in order to advance. Fighting by force was not his original intention. He was not good at martial arts. Watching others bully the new recruits was not as satisfying as fighting in person. - He wanted to write.
fight.
"As the saying goes, if Wu secures a state, civility governs the country. Since ancient times, civil and military forces have been supporting each other. If martial arts doesn't work, then let's change it to a civil competition. I suggest that both sides say a toast."
Wu Zuoling groped his chin and slapped his thigh, "Okay, it seems like this is the only way to go. It just opens my eyes to the things of literati."
Guiyuan Continent values civility over military affairs. No matter how valuable you are, you cannot live without strong strength. However, any empire must have civil servants, so that there can be a "harmony between generals and prime ministers" for military affairs, military affairs, and civil affairs politics. Men of letters,
Although romantic poetry is not popular, it still exists, and many soldiers are happy to change their taste and be arty for a while.
Lin Li could see now that this pretty boy was just looking for trouble and belittling himself.
The young master said in a hypocritical manner: "The life in the military camp is monotonous. There are no songs and dances to entertain. I hope Captain Lin will forgive me. Is Captain Lin satisfied with my suggestion? Since Wu Zuoling has already nodded, let's do it. Please ask Captain Lin to propose a question. I'm all ears.
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Lin Li smiled and said nonchalantly: "Songs and dances for fun are obviously hooks and hurdles, so how can they be a military camp? I also know a little bit about poems and songs, but we are guests after all. How can we steal the limelight from the host? Your Excellency should be the first to introduce others.
one comes."
The term "throwing bricks to attract jade" was originally used when he was being humbled. Lin Li simply used the literal meaning. The soldiers didn't hear anything, but they made the young master angry.
Wu Zuoling's eyes lit up, "I didn't expect Brother Lin to be good at writing. He is really good at both civil and military skills! I really need to listen carefully to see who is superior to the people in our town."
The young master raised a glass with his left hand and swung his right sleeve behind his back. The toast was not outspoken, but he did it well.
The young master talked a lot, and it was fluent but nothing outstanding. Lin Li didn't even understand what it was about.
The soldiers couldn't even write a complete letter to their families, so naturally they were just enjoying the fun. After the young master finished speaking, there was a roar of cheers.
The young master was leisurely and contentedly intoxicated for a long time, and then he opened his eyes. He thought to himself, this is hard for you. I have written one song in my whole life, and after more than ten years of deletion, revision, and modification, it still tastes very good.
"I've made a fool of myself. I improvised a poem. It's not mature yet and there are many things that need to be revised. Captain Lin, it's your turn. I don't know if Captain Lin will step down personally or let someone from the team take his place?"
This was irritating Lin Li. Of course, Lin Li did not let a group of his soldiers who were so frightened that they hid far away come out and embarrass themselves. Lin Li walked to the middle of the hall and stood there. He waved his sleeves and said, "It's me! Now that you've finished showing off your embarrassment,
Then I’ll get started.”
“I don’t see you, the water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return.
Don't you see, the bright mirror in the high hall has sad white hair, and it looks like blue silk in the morning and turns to snow in the evening.
If you are proud of life, you must enjoy it to the fullest. Don't let the golden cup stand empty against the moon.
It is my destiny that my talents will be useful, and I will come back to you after all my gold has been spent.
Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time.
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng, is about to drink wine, but don’t stop drinking.
I sing a song with you, please listen to me.
Bells, drums, delicacies and jade are not valuable. I hope I will never wake up after being drunk for a long time.
In ancient times, all the sages were lonely, but only the drinkers left their names.
In the old days, King Chen used to have banquets, fights, and banter.
What does the master mean when you have less money? It is up to you to sell it.
The five-flowered horse and the golden fur will be exchanged for fine wine, and I will sell the eternal sorrow with you."
In order to save trouble, Lin Li simply used local materials and memorized something he had in his mind. Although many of them were inconsistent with the customs of Guiyuan Continent, the pride in it still infected many soldiers.
"Okay! That's great!"
Everyone can hear the same shout of cheers. Everyone can hear when true feelings are revealed.
The young master returned to his seat angrily, and Wu Zuoling smoothed things over for him, "There is only one scholar in the entire base, and he writes all the letters home, so he is a bit arrogant. I forgive you, Brother Lin. But the song to persuade people to drink just now is really good! 'I am born with you.
The materials must be useful, and the rich gold will come back after all. Cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups of it. 'Tsk, tsk, it's really amazing! Today we will kill the sheep, warm the wine, and drink three hundred cups of it!"
"Easy to say, easy to say." Lin Li agreed, "I won't be on the same level as him. He's too girly and cares about everything. That's what pretty boys do!"
Wu Zuoling almost burst out laughing with a mouthful of wine. He held back his laughter and glanced at Lin Li without saying anything.
After a while, the voices of several people were faintly heard below.
"Brother Wen, when do you think I can marry a wife? My mother has urged me several times, but no woman is interested in me."
"Yes, we are just ordinary soldiers with no future. Besides, you are not good-looking. It would be great if you were as good-looking as the captain."
"Well, yes, the captain is white and tender, how beautiful he is!"
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Early the next morning, Lin Li left the room alone. The drinking session last night had no impact on the soldiers at the base, but it knocked all nine of Lin Li's men down and they haven't gotten up until now.
After breakfast, Lin Li went to say goodbye to Wu Zuoling.
"Why are you in such a hurry to go back? You won't stay here for another day." Wu Zuoling tried to persuade him. He stepped forward and put his arms around Lin Li's shoulders. He lowered his voice and said, "I'm very attached to you. You can't hide it from me. Little brother, you can't hide it enough."
Ah! I’m afraid your strength is not inferior to mine.”