Devil’s Advent

The sky is blue and wild, and the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low.

Uncle Zheng was sitting in front of the grill, on which mutton was being grilled, and there were a lot of seasonings in bottles and jars beside him.

Barbecue still needs to be grilled by yourself to taste good enough. Although Uncle Zheng is not a master of barbecue, he actually pays attention to the quality of life on weekdays, so his hands-on ability is not bad.

At the same time, all kinds of spices and aniseed ingredients are here, even if you bake your boots, the taste will not be bad.

"With so many condiments, the original flavor of the mutton has long been covered."

The Juggernaut who was sitting next to him, holding a cup of tea in his hand, spoke.

On the other side, the Savage King, who was still in shackles on his feet, kept rubbing his hands excitedly. Seeing the words of the Sword Master, he directly retorted:

"Spices are precious things. See how you dislike them, tsk tsk."

The Juggernaut took a sip of tea, glanced at the Savage King with disdain, and said, "I also lived a hard life when I was young."

"You also said that you were a child, how old are you now?

The human mouth and the human stomach are actually the most damn cheap. It doesn't take ten or eight years to give you good food for half a year, and it's hard to go back to the simple food and drink of the past. "

"It's unlikely."

"Are you trying to say that you are living in poverty now? That means you have money, don't say you have no money, just open your mouth, even if you want a small golden mountain, my uncle will find a way to move it here for you.

Being rich but living in poverty, that's sentimental, just like in the red curtains where you don't ask girls to take off their clothes but just want to watch them dance.

Without money, that's not poverty, it's real poverty. "

The Juggernaut didn't bother arguing about this anymore, he just said, "Why are you talking so much today?"

The Savage King laughed and said: "My uncle took pity on us, he lifted us out of the cage and brought us here for a picnic. The scenery here is also very good. Let's have a good talk and relieve our uncle's boredom. It's not like you. Like an old man, just sitting there pretending to be a mud tire in the temple.

Well, since you have become a nobleman and are responsible for being noble, then we have to be that enthusiastic little guy to avoid being boring. "

Monk Kongyuan sitting opposite heard this,

Put your hands together:

"Amitabha."

The little monk beside him, who was staring at the grill and drooling, immediately wiped the corner of his mouth, clasping his hands together:

"Ami... the mutton is going to burn!"

"Dum!"

Immediately, a blow from the master came down.

"It's ready to eat."

"Yo, Uncle Xie."

The Savage King was also polite, grabbed two of them and gnawed them directly.

He ate meat extremely fast, and he didn't seem to be afraid of being scalded. After a moment of chatter, a stick of meat was put into his mouth.

The Juggernaut reached for one and ate it slowly.

His body is still in the recovery stage, and he is not suitable for this kind of feasting.

In his previous life, Zheng Fan's impression of warriors and heroes should be to drink a lot and eat meat a lot, carrying a flagon and sweeping the surrounding demons and ghosts in a chic manner.

But in this life, after I practiced martial arts and came into contact with the existence of the sword master Jingnanhou at the same time, I realized that they are actually very self-disciplined. This kind of self-discipline is even better than the athletes of later generations.

This is a strange circle problem. On the one hand, their physique has long surpassed that of ordinary people. In fact, even the bad points of life and diet are more durable than ordinary people.

But it is precisely because of their strong self-discipline that they can achieve heights that ordinary warriors cannot achieve.

Even when Sha Tuo Queshi had disheveled hair and disheveled appearance like a tramp, it was also because he had put down everything and planned to go to the Zhenbeihou Mansion to ask for an explanation.

but,

Uncle Zheng is really hard to achieve this kind of self-control.

Normal sword practice is fine, normal martial arts practice is also fine, but Uncle Zheng really doesn't have the awareness to give up his appetite or live like an ascetic monk in pursuit of strength and promotion.

How to feel comfortable, how to come here, the previous life was too hard, and a rare terminal disease was diagnosed at a young age, if this life is still suffering and living in secluded cultivation, why bother?

With that in mind,

After Uncle Zheng ate a piece of meat,

He habitually took out the Chinese tin box and took out a cigarette from it.

Jingnanhou once said in front of Zheng Fan that tobacco is harmful to the body,

But which of the things in this world that can give people quick and short-term pleasure has no side effects on the body?

The little monk Liao Fan also reached out to grab the barbecue, but his master hit him again with a chestnut.

then,

Little monk Liao Fan looked at Zheng Fan pitifully while touching his head.

With a cigarette in his left hand, Zheng Fan said:

"Let's eat."

Monk Kongyuan put his hands together:

"Amitabha, since my uncle tortured him with cannon fire, let's eat it. The Buddha will forgive us."

immediately,

Two monks, one big and one young, began to sweep the battlefield.

The previously roasted meat is still less, not enough at all.

Monk Kong Yuan neatly placed the meat on it to continue roasting, and at the same time skillfully smeared spices on it.

Not far away, there are a thousand Xuehai cavalry cruising.

Behind Zheng Fan, Ah Ming was still sitting, but Ah Ming didn't eat meat.

Uncle Zheng is used to being cautious. Even if he went to the grassland for a barbecue before autumn fully entered, he had paid a lot of attention to security.

Uncle Zheng never denied his fear of death, and he seemed very frank.

right,

I can't talk about how high and powerful I am now, and it is far from the so-called one person who is under one person and above ten thousand people, but no matter what, I can be regarded as the emperor of a country.

In later generations, the mayor of the municipality directly under the Central Government also served as the commander of the local military region.

The small life is still very comfortable, so naturally I have to find a way to make myself live a more stable life and make happiness last.

and,

After receiving news from Yanjing and a letter from Little Six,

Uncle Zheng suddenly felt that his previous cautiousness was really a great foresight.

Look at the grievance of Ren Xiaoliuzi in the letter,

Just "that crazy woman" was mentioned seven or eight times in the letter, which is enough to show the anger in Xiao Liuzi's heart.

This is probably the subversion and frustration of the old fox who is good at cheating at the poker table and playing with people's hearts when he is overturned at the poker table. At that moment, Little Six should feel that he is not a prince, but a weak chicken.

Uncle Zheng can empathize with that feeling, because he has also been a weak chicken.

It was precisely because of the unpleasant taste that Uncle Zheng was forced to use the experts he could find around him,

It doesn't matter whether it's dead or alive, maimed or useless,

All tied to themselves.

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 is worthy of the enemy's extremely precious masters to pick it off .

Even, there may be a master of the rivers and lakes like the Juggernaut, who will come spontaneously to take the head of Yangou Zheng Fanxiang.

This is not an exaggeration, just think about how the old Patriarch Situ died.

Stretching, Zheng Fan lay down on his side, propping his right arm on the grass, posing in a very leisurely pose, 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 that his breath has become extremely thick,

but soon,

As he picked up another stick and swept the meat into his mouth, his demeanor instantly regained his composure.

And after chewing the meat down,

He said:

"Uncle, I feel that the Princess is here not just to enjoy the snow."

"Oh, so what do you think it's for?"

Zheng Fan looked at the Savage King with great interest.

"Uncle, since the princess is coming, does this mean that his marriage with the crown prince will fail?"

Savage Wang is usually kept in a cage, only being exploited by the blind. Few people will supplement him with external information, and even if there is, it is only limited to some changes in the snow field.

"The queen is dead."

Hearing this reason, the Savage King nodded and said:

"So, His Royal Highness, our princess, really suffers, and accidents happen every time we get married?"

And one of them was related to Gou Moli.

"Get down to business." Zheng Fan reminded.

"Uncle, this is also a serious matter. As the saying goes, one must be the same as the other. If this continues, the princess and the crown prince's wedding may be put on hold for a long time, and the dishes will be cold after a long time. It will be bad, the marriage of two people is actually more unreal than food.

I feel that it is false for the princess to look at the snow this time, but I want to take this opportunity to peek at the reality, and at the same time, to intervene in something, this is the truth.

You know, in Jindi, there are still two towns that suppress the Northern Army. "

hear this,

Zheng Fan couldn't help laughing,

road:

"Isn't it?"

Li Bao’s town was killed because of Li Bao’s battle. Although the new commander-in-chief was originally the deputy commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Army, it is an inevitable fact that his control over the soldiers and horses in that town has declined. With the prosperity of the city, the northern army of the town probably had other thoughts, and it was no longer the pure town of Beifeng County in the past.

As for the town of Li Fusheng, it was placed by the Marquis of Jingnan, that is, stationed in Fengxin City. To the southeast, it can deter the people of Chu, and to the west, it can maintain its influence on Yingdu.

If Li Liangting, King of Zhenbei, came in person, then naturally it would not be a big problem. There is a high probability that the Zhenbei Army of these two towns will still obey Li Liangting's orders.

But the princess...

The gap is too big.

"Uncle, don't believe me, the princess, first of all, she is very beautiful."

The Juggernaut frowned slightly,

Liao Fan twitched his little eyebrows. Obviously, the little monk was curious about how beautiful the Princess is.

Immediately afterwards,

The Savage King continued:

"Secondly, the princess is very capricious. Before she does a lot of things, she doesn't think so much. Let's say that barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, so you don't have to care. But the princess has a lot of shoes at home.

Regardless of whether it is successful or not, Nu thinks that the Princess is likely to give it a try.

Even, I feel that the princess may try to recruit you, Uncle. "

"Ah."

Zheng Fan felt that the wild man Wang Yue's words were getting more and more outrageous.

"Does Benber need to seek other backers?"

"She can do anything." The Savage King smiled and said, "So, uncle, please make some preparations."

Zheng Fan laughed and said:

"what to prepare?"

"When I'm going to face the princess soliciting at that time, I can't laugh like I'm doing now."

………

I went out during the day, and came back a little late, and I was still busy with my work and rest, and I couldn't stay up all night. That's all for today, and I will try to get more.