My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 348
Young Master Liu looked at the two elders who were facing each other with a bitter face, admonishing neither of them.

Especially when he was mad at Huguo Hou, he was even more helpless. What should he call him?Uncle, relying on Song Yu's title, he really should be called uncle.

However, if you rely on Mrs. Liu, you should call Marquis Huguo Zhang Kuang a cousin.

After thinking for a long time, Young Master Liu breathed out speechlessly: "Uncle, let's go to the stables first, the success depends on whether they are willing or not."

Young Master Liu clearly understood that no matter what the old man and Zhang Kuang called it, it was a matter of their generation, and he had nothing to do with it.

If I really called Hu Guohou my cousin, I would be really rude. It would make people think that my Liu family was not well educated, and I became a kind of person who didn't understand etiquette.

What the old man said earlier was tantamount to angering him in front of his arrogant face.

As expected, Young Master Liu called out uncle instead of cousin. Liu Zhi'an's eyes showed satisfaction. Even though cousin Liu Zhi'an would not say anything in front of Zhang Kuang after calling out, he would even make fun of it with embellishments.

But in private, he will definitely reprimand First Young Master Liu for not knowing etiquette.

"Haha." Zhang Kuang couldn't help laughing out: "Liu Zhi'an, you see, the boy called him uncle, and Ben Hou said that he is also a descendant of the Liu family. Why is there such a big gap in life?"

"Hehe. The bastard called you uncle, that's because the old man is a good teacher and knows the priorities, but that doesn't change the fact that the old man is your uncle."

Liu Zhi'an still looked at Zhang Kuang with disdain, that expression of not wanting to be beaten let alone Zhang Kuang, even Young Master Liu wanted to go up and slap Zhang Kuang.

Although the old man was not very serious in the past, he was not as cheap as he is today. Could it be that these two people were enemies in the previous life.

No, the old man's enemies in the previous life should be the young master and Mingli, so what is it with Zhang Kuang?
"Benhou is too lazy to argue with you, so go with the horse."

Zhang Kuang proudly got up and turned his head away, but it could also be seen that he was defeated in the contest with Liu Zhi'an.

No way, Liu Zhian took the reason that he was Zhang Kuang's uncle, no matter how much he hated it, it was a matter of course, otherwise, he couldn't do it, so he couldn't take advantage of it at all.

Instead, Liu Zhian will take advantage of him everywhere.

First Young Master Liu led the way for Zhang Kuang, and walked towards the stable. Zhang Kuang held the rein of the black girl in his hand, gritted his teeth and spoke with a helpless expression.

There's no way, Liu Zhi'an is the same, he just left on his own after teasing his madness, but he just followed behind with his hands behind his back, and from time to time he would say something about the little maniac.

There was nothing he could do about his old man, Young Master Liu, who made a fool of himself from time to time, and could only let him go.

The three of them stepped on the snow on the ground and finally arrived at the stable. In the stable, apart from Young Master Liu's bloody BMW, there were also a few strong horses, which were the horses that Liu Zhian used to pull the cart when he came from Jiangnan. .

"My lord, my lord, why are you here?"

"Xiao Jiu, don't rush to clean up the stables, I'll be busy later."

"Yes."

When Zhang Kuang saw a few strong horses, he rushed up immediately, petted here and there, and said, "Good horses, they are all good horses from the Western Regions, and the Central Plains will never be able to raise such horses."

Zhang Kuang didn't dislike the stench in the stables either, he squatted on the ground and knocked on the horse's legs, and opened the horse's teeth to have a look. These small actions showed that Zhang Kuang was a real horse lover.

When Zhang Kuang stroked the horse's mane, he saw the shallow saddle marks on the horse's back, and his face became ugly: "Liu Zhi'an, you loser, you use such a good horse to pull carts, do you know that these good horses are used in the cavalry phalanx How will it work?"

"Call uncle."

"Hello." Zhang Kuang sighed helplessly.

Wiping the imprint on the horse's back distressedly, there was a feeling of choking speechlessly, and Young Master Liu saw Zhang Kuang's expression faintly sad.

However, he had no choice but to control the horses in the Dalong army by the Ministry of War and the Ma Zhengsi. Even if Liu Zhian gave these seven or eight strong BMWs to Zhang Kuang, it would be useless for the tens of thousands of cavalry in the frontier. No supplement.

Today's cavalry is equivalent to the armored troops of later generations. Although they have infinite combat power and can rush and surprise the enemy, they all have a common disadvantage, which is money-consuming, and it is quite expensive.

For Nuo Da's army, no matter how much money is thrown into it, there will be no splash. This is what Li Zheng complained about in the Liu Mansion. He can call a new army of 10,000+ or ​​even hundreds of thousands at any time, Dalong All the people are soldiers, some people have no money, and soldiers have no food, what can he do.

The Han people were not bloodless when they were suppressed by the Qing Dynasty's policies in the holy and cheerful era. Before the Song Dynasty, there was no Han people who were not synonymous with war.

In addition, Li Zheng is still an enlightened king. In all dynasties, chivalrous martial arts have been banned. However, Li Zheng did not wipe out those martial arts sects because he hoped that the people would learn some moves against the enemy, so that the blood in the hearts of the people would not be wiped out. .

The heart is good, but it is a pity that Li Zheng neglected one point, the poor are rich in martial arts, how can the common people have the money to support the expenses of martial arts training.

The people before the Song Dynasty said that they were brave and ruthless, and that they were bloody. Compared with the northern nomadic Huns in the Hanwu period, the Han people who lived by farming were stunned. Hu's reputation.

Although Guo Zuo, who was panicked by the great Han, has gone far away, the blood of the Han people has lasted forever.

"Uncle, take it step by step. Sooner or later, His Majesty will point his sword at the north to wash away the humiliation of these years."

"Hey, I've been working hard for twenty years. When will I be able to go north to recover the land of Heshuo occupied by the Turks, and when will I be able to step on the palace of the Kingdom of Jin with my sword? I'm afraid I won't be able to see it in my lifetime." Zhang Kuang's words unexpectedly There is a feeling of being a hero.

"Uncle, don't be pessimistic. Soon, this day is coming soon. Not only do we need to recover the lost ground, but we also need the big dragon cavalry to go out of Asia and to the whole world. The old man has a long-term ambition, and it is always good to have hope."

"Asia?"

"Oh! It's the boy who made a mistake. He expelled the Turks from the grassland, regained the lost land in Heshuo, and re-established the Protectorate of the Western Regions. The 36 countries in the Western Regions are like some disobedient children. Sooner or later, they will return to their mother's arms. Sooner or later, Dalong's cavalry will be invincible."

Zhang Kuang let out a sigh of relief: "As you wish, we will not talk about political affairs today, but only about the pony issue."

Zhang Kuang let go of the rein of the horse, and the black girl leaned towards Feng Xing straight away, the horse's head rubbed against Feng Xing's mane.

Fengxing sneezed a few times, and rubbed each other with the arrogant black girl.

"Uncle, it looks like it's going to be done, so you can rest assured, you haven't had lunch yet, the boy will arrange a table of good food right away, and Feng Xing and Hei Niu will be handed over to Xiao Jiu."

Zhang Kuang reluctantly glanced at the black girl who was rubbing with Feng Xing: "Okay."

"Xiao Jiu, I'll leave it to you."

"Don't worry, my lord."

Inside the pavilion of the Liu Mansion, there were four steaming coal stoves around them, and they were not afraid of gas poisoning even in the semi-open air, so the three of them, Young Master Liu, let the stoves burn.

First Young Master Liu lifted a pot of warm thurst in his hands and poured a full cup for the old man first.

Then he was holding the jug and was about to pour it for Zhang Kuang, but his hand was stopped by Zhang Kuang in mid-air.

Looking at Zhang Kuang suspiciously: "Uncle, what is this?"

With a lonely smile, he took out a gourd from his waist: "This old man only drinks water and not alcohol."

"If uncle is too strong to drink, forget it. You can replace wine with water. We don't have so many rules."

Zhang Kuang pulled out the cork from the gourd, poured a glass of clear water into the glass, and then drank it down in one gulp: "If you don't pacify the Turks and the Kingdom of Jin for a day, the old man doesn't drink for a day. It's been a long time since I made my great wish. It has been 11 years, seven months and [-] days, and the old man has not drunk a drop for more than ten years."

Young Master Liu stared at the lonely Zhang Kuang in a daze.

After ten years of drinking water, the body is cold, but the hot blood is still red.

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