Chapter 87
"Master Hu, let me be presumptuous, little old man. I must toast you a bowl of wine tonight."

When such a sentence came to Hu Biao's ear, the guy quickly stopped and was bragging with a military household with a small banner official position.

What are you bragging about?Of course it was during his brother Hu Biao's night raid a few days ago.

He was the first to rush up and shoot one by one, and in a blink of an eye he killed five Tartars in a row.

Let me explain, two days ago when he was bragging, he was still a little bit tricky, and he only said that he had killed two people in a row; but these days, his bragging is a bit unstoppable, adding one every day, and now there are five people.

It is foreseeable that this number will continue to rise on tomorrow's wine table.

When Hu Biao looked back, it turned out to be that old man Jiang, who was walking towards him with a bowl of wine.

Good guy!This dry little old man seems to have been drinking a lot, and now even the tip of his nose is red; it must be because of this reason that he has the courage to come over to toast.

Take Hu Biao as a modern person, the concept of how to behave in the world.

Seeing an elder who is almost twice his age and not lying on the ground in modern times come to toast, there is no possibility of refusing.

Immediately, he filled the wine bowl in front of him with a bowl of muddy wine with a weight of about [-] taels and about [-] degrees; after signaling to the old man Jiang, he drank it all in one gulp.

On the front of the skirt, at least half of it was poured out.

Fortunately, old man Jiang already had some superiors, and he didn't care about Hu Biao's behavior of stealing chickens while drinking. He also picked up the wine bowl in his hand and wiped out the muddy wine in the bowl.

Not to mention that nothing was spilled, but it was just a normal amount.

Immediately after drinking another bowl of wine, the dry little old man became even more drunk.

It's just that the old man didn't know why, even though the alcohol was strong after drinking and he was a little bit unsteady, he still saluted Hu Biao solemnly.
He said in his mouth: "Thank you, Mr. Hu, for your kind hospitality.

Since Wanli more than [-] years ago, this is the first time for me, little old man, to drink and eat meat so happily, and my heart is so happy; even if I die tomorrow, I don't have much regret in my heart. "

Upon hearing this, Yang Dongli, who was pouring wine with his arms around Xufeng's shoulders, immediately became excited.

For a modern person, the Ming Dynasty can be said to be full of regret and speechless.

Since the founding emperor Zhu Yuanzhang expelled the Tartars and restored our Yanhuang clothes, the success of winning the country is in the past dynasties, which can be said to be unmatched.

The phrase "the son of heaven guards the gate of the country, the king dies in the country", and the attitude of never getting married are also admired by future generations.

Zhang Juzheng, Wang Mingyang, Yu Qian, Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, Qi Jiguang, Hai Rui, Lu Xiangsheng and other famous civil servants and generals are famous even in the modern plane.

However, the 'Civil Fortress' incident experienced during the period was the result of Japanese pirates harassing the coast for many years.

Especially during the late Ming Dynasty, the internal turmoil and the entry of the Tartars led to the collapse of such a huge dynasty, which caused the so-called Daqing to bring about a century of humiliation in modern times.

All of these, just thinking about it will make people sigh incomparably.

Thinking about whether he could find out some more real thoughts about this dynasty from the mouths of the natives of this era, Lao Yang let go of Xu Feng, who had an average drinker.

Let Xu Feng and AT, these two chickens peck at each other.

He asked in agreement: "What? Did everyone have a good life during the Wanli period?"

"Of course." After hearing the words, the old man Jiang fell into some memories at that time, watching the slight upturn of his mouth.

And it is probably in his heart, it is a very beautiful and deep memory in his life.

The drunken old man looked up at the starry sky, and some pictures that seemed to be deep in his memory, said out of his mouth with a strong alcohol smell:
"In the 20th year of Wanli, I, old man Jiang, was born as a well-known handsome young man in Huangtubao.

The matchmaker who came to the door to talk about the match almost broke the threshold.

Those years were not said to be smooth and rainy, but there were more severe droughts every year than now; after the harvest in the fields was paid for rent and government taxes every year, the remaining grain can be eaten for the next year's new grain harvest.

During the slack season, there are many temporary jobs and jobs everywhere, and I can always find work to earn twenty or thirty feet in a day.

Don't laugh, Mr. Huang. Twenty or thirty zhang at that time was much more valuable than now, and you can buy more things than a hundred Wen now.

In those days, the prices of chicken, duck, fish, cloth, salt, and grain were all extremely cheap.

When it's New Year's Eve, if you spend two or three renminbi more generously and buy a lot of wine and meat, the whole family can't eat it all in one day.

Even in ordinary times when the year is not festivals, the life of Xiaomin and I is well-off.

I remember that my grandpa would buy some meat every now and then, and put some wine on it for the whole family to eat some meat.

After we brothers and sisters had enough to eat, my mother sewed new clothes for us under the oil lamp, and my grandfather drank a little wine, dipping his fingers in the wine, and taught us how to read.

I, old man Jiang, can recognize one or two hundred characters, and I learned them all at that time. I feel so comfortable thinking about those days. "

After finishing speaking, the old man actually had the guts to snatch Hu Biao in front of him. There was still a small jar of muddy wine left, and he gulped down his mouth.

It seems that he wants to use this method to get drunk and pour himself down as soon as possible.

Then he fell asleep and slept in the best memory of his life; even in the era of Hu Biao and others, such so-called good memories are so cheap...

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Old man Jiang, a dry little old man, passed out very quickly.

With his bad drinking capacity that he couldn't drink a meal all year round, he quickly made himself drunk and fell to the ground; but after he fell to the ground, there was a relaxed smile on his face that he never had on weekdays.

Later, when Old Man Jiang was carried away by his youngest son.

Not long ago, in such a corner where Hu Biao and the others were laughing and laughing, the atmosphere became inexplicably low.

Mainly due to the current real life, everyone is inexplicably depressed.

Even those rude soldiers who came to eat and drink by calling 'Brother Hu Biao', the seemingly heartless guys stopped their loud voices yelling at each other.

In the end, Lao Yang also took a sip of what seemed to be a particularly bitter drink for himself.

Out of his mouth cursed: "What the hell! It's only been a few decades, how did Daming become so bad?"

The voice just fell, and a Yebuku named He Kui cursed out: "It's not the fault of those Tartars, who enter the customs and plunder every now and then.

It is also strange to say that after so many Liao noises hit in a year, how come the Tartars are not only immortal, but also getting stronger and stronger.

Has the imperial court strengthened its soldiers, like Grandpa Qi's subordinates?The three thousand soldiers under Grandpa Qi back then, in the battle of Hunhe, the Tartars had to die several times before defeating them.

now?There are only one or two thousand Tazi cavalry, not to mention our Huangtubao, even the Wang Zongbing of Datong Town, I am afraid they will not dare to leave the city.

If Shangguan has the courage to lead us into battle, the monthly salary will not be short; I dare not tell others, but I, He Kui, will definitely fight to the death.

But I'm not afraid of brother Hu Biao's jokes. I haven't received my food and salary for more than half a year. The whole family is waiting to support me. How dare I risk my life to fight to the death?
I'm afraid that if he shoots three arrows in front of the battle, he will be worthy of the court and the current saint. "

Hu Biao and the others know a little about He Kui's question.

For example: The so-called Liao pay, from the princes of the imperial court to the warlords in Liaodong, I don’t know how many people lie on it to suck blood.

The fact that the Tatars were able to grow bigger has a lot to do with being intentionally let go in the early stage.

However, there is a word called "raising tigers as a threat". In the past, under Li Chengliang's men, the leader of the Tartars, who was nothing more than a running dog, now has a big tail and can't lose it.

And bad luck, just caught up with the Little Ice Age.

Under various natural disasters, the crop production was reduced or failed, but under the abnormal tax policy that the government and businessmen did not take care of the cool, the burden was all overwhelmed by ordinary farmers.

Even those people took the opportunity to make a fortune from the civilians, regardless of their life or death.

It can be said that Daming committed suicide by himself.

If those adults in the imperial court are capable and selfless, everything can survive.

But there is almost no bottom line in the party struggle. I am afraid that the resurrection of famous officials such as Wang Mingyang and Zhang Juzheng will ultimately be unable to save this decadent dynasty. It is destined to come to an end, right?
(End of this chapter)

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