The devil is coming

Chapter 403 Autumn Tour
The sky is vast and the fields are vast, and cattle and sheep are visible in the windblown grass.
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.
When it comes to barbecue, you still have to grill it yourself to make it taste delicious. 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 grill your boots, they will still taste good.
"With so many condiments, the original flavor of the mutton has long been covered."
The sword master sitting next to him, holding a cup of tea in his hand, spoke.
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 directly retorted:
"Spices are precious things. Look at how you look down on them, tut tut."
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 also said you were a child, how old are you now?
Human mouths and human stomachs are actually the most damn mean. It doesn’t take ten or eight years to give you good food for half a year, and it will be difficult to go back to the simple meals before. "
"That's unlikely."
"You want to say that you can live in poverty now? 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, our uncle will find a way to move it to you.
Being rich but living in poverty is a sentiment, just like being in a red tent and not asking the ladies to take off their clothes but just wanting to watch them dance.
Having no money is not called poverty, it is called really poor. "
The sword master was too lazy to argue about this anymore, and just said: "Why do you talk so much today?"
The Savage King smiled and said: "My uncle took pity on us. He took us 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 uncle's boredom? How different is it from you? Just like an old man, he just sits there and pretends to be a mud tire in the temple.
Well, since you are the hustler and responsible for the high-minded, then we have to be the more enthusiastic little leather to avoid boredom. "
The monk Kongyuan sitting opposite heard this and said,
What to put your hands together:
"Amitabha."
The little monk Liao Fan next to him who was drooling while staring at the barbecue grill immediately wiped the corner of his mouth and clasped his hands together:
"Ami...the mutton is going to burn!"
"Den!"
Immediately, a hairy chest knock came from the master.
"You can eat."
"Hey, Uncle Xie."
The Savage King was not polite, grabbed two sticks and started chewing them.
He ate the meat very quickly, and he didn't seem to be afraid of it being burned. He put a piece of meat into his mouth with a slurred mouth.
The sword master reached for one and ate it 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, and they would sweep away the monsters and monsters around them with a flask in hand.
But after I practiced martial arts and came into contact with beings at the level of Sword Master Jingnanhou, I discovered that they were actually very self-disciplined. This kind of self-discipline was even better than that of athletes in later generations.
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 resistant to damage than ordinary people.
But it is precisely because of their strong self-discipline that they can achieve heights that ordinary warriors cannot reach.
Even when Shatuo Queshi looked disheveled and slovenly like a homeless man, it was because he had given up everything and planned to go to Zhenbei Hou Mansion to ask for an explanation.
but,
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 his appetite or live like an ascetic in pursuit of strength and advancement.
You can feel comfortable however you want. You lived a very hard life in your last life, and you were diagnosed with a rare terminal disease at a young age. If you are still living a solitary life of bitterness and hatred in this life, why bother?
Thinking of this,
After Uncle Zheng ate a piece of meat,
I habitually took out the Chinese iron box and took out a cigarette from it.
Marquis Jingnan once said in front of Zheng Fan that tobacco is harmful to the body.
But among the things in this world that can give people quick and short-term pleasure, which one has no side effects on the body?
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 puts his hands together:
"Amitabha, since uncle used cannons to torture him, let's eat. 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, while skillfully applying spices to it.
Not far away, there were a thousand Snow Sea Cavalry cruising.
Behind Zheng Fan, A Ming was still sitting, but A Ming didn't eat meat.
Uncle Zheng was used to being cautious. Even if he went to the grassland for a barbecue before autumn had fully arrived, he would also put great effort into security.
Uncle Zheng has never denied the fact that he is afraid of death, and he seems very candid.
right,
I can't say that I have a high position now, and it is far from the so-called one person who is less than ten thousand people, but he can still be regarded as the emperor of a country.
In later generations, the mayor of a municipality also served as the commander of a local military region.
When I was young, my life was still very comfortable, so I naturally had to find ways to make myself live a more stable life and make my happiness last longer.
and,
After receiving the news from Yanjing and a personal letter from Xiao Liuzi,
Uncle Zheng suddenly felt that his previous caution was indeed very foresighted.
Look at the aggrieved expression in Xiao Liuzi’s letter.
"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 was probably the subversion and frustration that the old fox, who was good at cheating and playing with people's hearts at the card table, felt when the card table was overturned. At that moment, Xiao Liuzi should have felt that he was not a prince, but a weakling.
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 experts he could find around him.
Regardless of whether they are dead or alive, crippled 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 precious masters to pick it off. .
There may even be a master of martial arts like the Sword Master who spontaneously comes 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 that his breath has become extremely heavy,
But soon,
As he picked up another stick and swept the meat into his mouth, his expression and demeanor instantly returned to calm.
And after chewing the meat,
He opened his mouth and said:
"Uncle, I think the princess is here not just to enjoy the snow."
"Oh, what do you think it's 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 be ruined?"
The Savage King is usually kept in a cage and can only be squeezed by the blind man. Very few people will supplement it with external information. Even if there is, it is only limited to some changes in the snowfield.
"The Queen passed away."
Hearing this reason, the Savage King nodded and said:
"So, our princess, your highness, has a really hard life, with accidents happening every time she gets married?"
And one of them was related to 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 keep doing this, the wedding of the princess and the prince will be put on hold for a long time, and the dishes will get cold if left out for a long time. It will be bad. The marriage between two people is actually more unreal than food.
The slave feels that the princess's view of the snow this time is fake, but she wants to take this opportunity to get a glimpse of the reality, and at the same time, intervene in something. This is the real thing.
You know, in the Jin region, there are still two towns to suppress the Northern Army. "
hear this,
Zheng Fan couldn't help but laugh,
Road:
"Isn't it?"
Li Bao died in the battle in that town. Although the new commander-in-chief was the deputy commander-in-chief of the original Zhenbei Army, it is inevitable that his control over the soldiers and horses in that town has declined. In addition, Qu He With the prosperity of the city, the Zhenbei Army probably had other thoughts, and it was no longer the pure town of Beifeng County in the past.
As for Li Fusheng's town, 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 its influence on Yingdu.
If Li Liangting, the king of Zhenbei, comes in person, then it will not be a big problem. The Zhenbei army in these two towns will most likely follow Li Liangting's orders.
But the princess...
The gap is too big.
"Uncle, don't believe it. The princess is, first of all, very beautiful."
The sword master frowned slightly,
Liao Fan twitched his little eyebrows. Obviously, the little monk was curious about how beautiful the princess was.
Then,
The Savage King continued:
"Secondly, the princess is very willful. She actually doesn't think too much before doing many things. We used to say that barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, so they don't care. But the princess has a lot of shoes at home.
Regardless of whether it succeeds or not, I think the princess will probably give it a try.
I even think that the princess may try to recruit you. "
"Ah."
Zheng Fan 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, please make some preparations first."
Zheng Fan smiled and said:
"what to prepare?"
"When I prepare to face the princess's recruitment, I won't be able to laugh like I am now."
.........
I went out once during the day and came back a little late. In addition, my schedule is still changing at the moment and I can't stay up late. That's all for today. I will try to have more tomorrow.
(End of this chapter)