The sky is vast and the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind and cattle and sheep can be seen low.
Uncle Zheng was sitting in front of the barbecue grill, where mutton was being roasted, and there were bottles and jars of seasonings beside him.
For barbecue, you still have to grill it yourself to make it taste good. Although Uncle Zheng is not a barbecue master, he actually pays attention to the quality of life on weekdays, so his hands-on skills are not bad.
At the same time, with all kinds of spices and aniseed here, even if you bake your boots, they will still taste good.
"With so many seasonings, the original flavor of the mutton has long been covered up."
The sword master sitting next to him, holding a cup of tea in his hand, said.
On the other side, the Savage King, who was still shackled on his feet, was rubbing his hands in excitement. Seeing the Sword Master speaking like this, he retorted directly:
“Spice is precious. It’s something from someone else, look at how you look down on them, tsk tsk.”
The Sword Master took a sip of tea, glanced at the Savage King with disdain, and said, “I also lived a hard life when I was a child. ”
“You said it was a child, how old are you now?
Human mouths and human feeds are actually the most damn mean, not even ten or eight years old. After giving you good food for half a year, it will be difficult to go back to the simple life of the past."
"This is not possible."
"You want to say that you are now. It's natural to live in poverty? That's because you have money. Don't say you have no money. As long as you open your mouth, even if you want a small gold mountain, my uncle will find a way to move it to you.
Yes. Money, but living in poverty, that is the sentiment, just like not asking the sisters to take off their clothes but just want to watch them dance in the red tent.
Having no money, that is not called poverty, that is true. "I'm so poor."
The sword master didn't bother to argue about this anymore, and just said: "Why are you talking so much today?"
The Savage King said with a smile: "Uncle, take pity on us. He was taken out of the cage and brought us over for a picnic. The scenery here is also very good. Why don't we have a good chat and relieve our Lord Marquis' boredom? It's not like you, like an old man, just sitting there pretending to be in a temple.
Well, since you are a hustler and responsible for the high-mindedness, then we have to be a more enthusiastic little guy to avoid being boring."
Upon hearing this, the sitting monk Kongyuan clasped his hands together:
"Amitabha."
The man next to him was staring at the barbecue grill and drooling. Little monk Liao Fan immediately wiped the corners of his mouth and clasped his hands together:
"Ami... the mutton is going to be burnt!"
"Bang!"
< p>Immediately, a blow came from the master."It's ready to eat."
"Hey, Uncle Xie."
The Savage King was not polite and grabbed two sticks and started chewing them.
He ate the meat very quickly, and he seemed not to be afraid of burning it. He put a piece of meat into his mouth with just a swish of his mouth.
The sword master reached out and took one, slowlyEat slowly.
His body is still in the recovery stage and is not suitable for such a feast.
In his previous life, Zheng Fan's impression of warriors and heroes was that they would drink and eat meat in large chunks, and they would sweep away the monsters and monsters around them with a flask in hand.
But in this life, after I practiced martial arts and came into contact with beings at the level of the Sword Master Jingnanhou, I discovered that they are actually very self-disciplined. This kind of self-discipline is better than that of athletes in later generations. Worse than that.
This is a strange circle problem. On the one hand, their physique has long been beyond that of ordinary people. In fact, even if there are corruptions in their living and eating styles, they are more durable than ordinary people.
But it is precisely because of their strong self-discipline that they can achieve heights that are difficult for ordinary warriors to achieve.
Even if Shatuo Queshi had disheveled hair and looked as cold and slovenly as a homeless man, it was because he had given up everything and planned to go to Zhenbei Hou Mansion to ask for an explanation.
However,
This kind of self-control is really difficult for Uncle Zheng to achieve.
It’s okay to practice swordsmanship normally, and it’s okay to practice martial arts normally, but Uncle Zheng really doesn’t have the consciousness to give up the desire for food or live like an ascetic monk in pursuit of strength and advancement.
How can you feel comfortable? You lived a very hard life in your last life, and you were diagnosed with a rare terminal illness at a young age. If you are still living a solitary life of bitterness and hatred in this life, why bother?
At this point,
After eating a piece of meat, Uncle Zheng habitually took out the Chinese iron box and took out a piece of meat. cigarette.
Jingnan Hou once said in front of Zheng Fan that tobacco is harmful to the body.
But in this world, there is nothing that can give people quick and short-term pleasure that is not harmful to the body. Any side effects?
Little monk Liao Fan also reached out to grab the barbecue, but his master gave him another slap.
Then,
Little monk Liao Fan looked at Zheng Fan pitifully while touching his head.
Zheng Fan held a cigarette in his left hand and said:
"Eat."
Monk Kongyuan put his hands together:
" Amitabha, since uncle used the cannon to torture him, let’s eat, and the Buddha will forgive us.”
Immediately, a large group of monks and a small group of monks began to sweep the battlefield.
The meat roasted earlier was still missing, not enough at all.
Monk Kong Yuan neatly placed the meat on top and continued roasting it, and at the same time, he skillfully applied spices on it.
Not far away, there were a thousand Snow Sea Cavalry cruising.
Behind Zheng Fan, A Ming was still sitting, but A Ming did not eat meat.
Uncle Zheng is used to being cautious. Even if he goes to the grassland for a barbecue before autumn has fully arrived, he has also put great effort into security.
Uncle Zheng has never denied that he is afraid of death, and he seems to be very honest.
Right?
I can’t say that I have a high position now, and it is far from the so-called one person below ten thousand people, but I can still be considered a party no matter what. The local emperor.
In later generations, the mayor of a municipality also served as the commander of a local military region.
My little life is still very comfortable, so naturally I have to find ways to make myself live a more stable life and make happiness last longer.
Moreover,
After receiving the news from Yanjing and the personal letter from Xiaoliuzi,
Uncle Zheng suddenly felt that he was cautious before. It was really prescient.
Look at Xiao Liuzi’s aggrieved expression in the letter.
Just “that crazy woman” is mentioned seven or eight times in the letter, which is enough to show the inner feelings of Xiao Liuzi. anger.
This is probably the subversion and frustration that the old fox, who is good at playing tricks and playing with people at the card table, felt when the card table was overturned. At that moment, Xiao Liuzi should feel that he was not a prince, but a prince. Weak chicken.
Uncle Zheng can empathize with that feeling because he has also been a weakling.
It was precisely because of the unpleasant taste that he forced Uncle Zheng to collect all the masters he could find around him,
No matter whether they were dead or alive, disabled or crippled,
All tied to oneself.
Because Uncle Zheng believes that it may not be so critical now, but in a few years, as his power and importance continue to rise, his head will be worthy of the enemy sending extremely powerful troops. The precious master comes to pick it.
Even, there may even be a master of martial arts like a sword master who comes spontaneously to take Yangou Zheng Fanxiang's head and leave.
This is no exaggeration, think about how the old Situ family leader died.
After stretching, Zheng Fan lay down on his side, holding his right arm on the grass, assuming a very leisurely posture, and said at the same time:
"Princess Zhenbeihou, You will come to our place to enjoy the snow in a while.”
The Savage King’s eyes lit up immediately when he heard the news.
You can even feel his excitement. His breathing had become extremely heavy,
but soon,
as he picked up another stick and swept the meat into his mouth, his appearance and demeanor instantly recovered. After calming down,
and after chewing the meat,
he said:
"Uncle, I feel that the princess is here not only for Just to enjoy the snow."
"Oh, what do you think it is for?"
Zheng Fan looked at the Savage King with interest.
"Uncle, since the princess is coming, does this mean that his marriage to the prince will not be successful?"
The Savage King is usually locked in a cage and can only be Few people will supplement the blind man's share of external information, and even if they do, it will only be limited to some changes in the snowfield.
"The Queen passed away."
Hearing this reason, the Savage King nodded and said:
"So, our Highness the Princess is really destined. It’s painful, what happens every time at the wedding?”
And one of them was related to his Gou Moli.
“Let’s get down to business.” Zheng Fan reminded.
"Uncle, this is also a business matter. As the saying goes, one can only do two but not three. If you continue to do this, the wedding of the princess and the prince will be put on hold for a long time. The dishes will get cold and spoil if left for a long time. The marriage between two people is actually more unreal than the dishes.
I think the princess’s sight of snow this time is fake, but she wants to take this opportunity to take a peek. At the same time, it is true to intervene in something.
You know, there are still two towns in Jin to suppress the Northern Army."
Hearing this,
Zheng Fan couldn't help but smile,
said:
"Isn't that true?"
Li Bao's town was in trouble because of Li Bao died in battle. Although the new commander-in-chief was originally the deputy commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Army, in fact, it is inevitable that his control over the soldiers and horses in that town has declined. Coupled with the prosperity of Quhe City, the Zhenbei Army Jun probably had other thoughts for a long time, and Beifeng County was no longer the pure town it used to be.
As for the town of Li Fusheng, it was placed beside Jingnan Marquis, that is, it was stationed in Fengxin City. To the southeast, it could deter the Chu people, and to the west, it could maintain control over Yingdu. Influence.
If Li Liangting, the King of Zhenbei, comes in person, it will not be a big problem. There is a high probability that the Zhenbei Army in these two towns will still obey Li Liangting's orders.
But the princess...
The gap is too big.
"Uncle, don't believe it. First of all, the princess is very beautiful."
The sword master frowned slightly,
Liao Fan shook his head. Little eyebrows, obviously, the little monk is curious about how beautiful the princess is.
Immediately afterwards,
The Savage King continued:
“Secondly, the princess is very willful. She actually doesn’t think that much before doing many things. We used to say that barefoot people were not afraid of wearing shoes, so we didn’t care, but the princess has a lot of shoes at home.
Whether it works or not, I think the princess will probably give it a try.
I even think that the princess may try to recruit you. ”
“Heh”
Zheng Fan. I felt that the Savage King was getting more and more outrageous,
"Does Uncle Ben need to seek other support?"
"She can do anything." The Savage King smiled and said: "So, uncle, please make some preparations first."
Zheng Fan smiled and said:
"Prepare for what?"
"Be prepared until then. When facing the princess’ recruitment, I can’t laugh like this.”
………
I went out during the day and came back a little late, plus I have a busy schedule these days. returnI can't stay up all night in the midst of restlessness. That's all for today. I'll try to get more tomorrow.