Kowloon wins

Chapter 561 After You Sing, I Come On Stage ([-])
"Yo, Dare Thirteenth Uncle knew that my nephew was coming, so he even prepared the drinks. Hey, the dishes are still hot. Ha, the little nephew was so disrespectful."

The old thirteen was in a hurry to meet him, and he never told him to clean up the table. After Hongqing turned around the screen wall in front of the second door, the table in the hall was still there, and the two sets of bowls and chopsticks had not been touched. At this point, Hong Qing couldn't help laughing, walked unceremoniously to the side of the tables full of wine and vegetables, lifted the hem of her robe, and sat down, still teasing old Shisanyi Bundle.

"Go, change the tableware."

Although Hongli never touched the bowls and chopsticks at all when Hongli was there, how dare the old thirteen let Hongqing use such suspicious chopsticks? Possibly with a stern face, he yelled at the chief executive of the palace who was following him.

"Hey, isn't this pretty good? You don't need to change it?"

Of course Hong Qing knew why the old thirteen gave such orders, but instead of telling the truth, she picked up the silver chopsticks with a smile, looked at them pretendingly, and then jokingly teased the old thirteen.

"Brother Li just left."

Knowing that Hong Qing was trying to trick her on purpose, Lao Shisan was unavoidably a little angry, but it was not easy to let it out, so she could only utter a black face.

"Oh."

Hong Qing didn't care whether the old thirteen was hot or not, and sighed in a dragged tone, but didn't ask the root cause, but the playful smile on the corner of his mouth bloomed, which immediately made the old thirteen feel dark. His face turned even darker.

"You brat, did you come to see the excitement of the master? Seriously begging for a fight!"

Being squeezed by Hong Qing again and again, Old Shisan couldn't bear it anymore, he stared angrily, and cursed angrily.

"Look at what Uncle Shisan said, how dare my nephew, hey, my nephew is sincerely looking for Uncle Thirteen to drink, don't you believe me? Let's make gestures to see who gets drunk first?"

Don't say that the old thirteen is pretending to be angry, even if he is really angry, Hong Qing won't take it to heart, and chattered a lot of nonsense.

"Go and cool off, you brat, how dare you underestimate me, if you won't let you go out sideways this time, you kid won't know how many eyes Lord Ma has!"

The old thirteen really didn't have any temper for Hongqing's tiredness, so he had no choice but to roll his eyes dumbfoundedly, and cursed with a smile to end the matter.

"Uncle Thirteen, come, my nephew will treat you with a bowl."

The servants of the palace moved quickly, and after a few words of conversation, they had already changed the bowls and chopsticks. Hong Qing stretched out her hand, stopped the servant who wanted to help pour the wine, and personally poured the wine for the old thirteen and herself It was full of wine, and then held the wine bowl with both hands, compared to the old thirteen, and asked with a smile.

"Speaking of which, what's the matter with Master Xun?"

The old thirteen was a gangster in the army, so his alcohol capacity is not a problem, and Hong Qing's alcohol capacity is also good, the two of them drank a few big bowls one after another, and they didn't see the slightest bit of drunkenness, it's just that the boring wine hastened Drinking wine was really boring, Old Thirteen couldn't hold it any longer, so he put the empty wine bowl aside and asked in a calm voice.

"Hey, does Thirteenth Uncle want to hear good news or bad news?"

Rao Shisan's face was gloomy enough, but Hong Qing obviously didn't care much, smiled jokingly, and asked indifferently.

"What about the good news, and what about the bad news?"

Hearing Hong Qing's strange words, Old Shisan's brows were immediately frowned, and after a moment of contemplation, he continued to ask.

"Good news, Brother Li probably told Uncle Thirteen, so my nephew won't repeat it."

Hong Qing shrugged her shoulders and replied calmly.

"Oh? What's the bad news?"

In front of Hong Qing and other monstrous figures, Old Thirteen would never do something silly that he would deny. Of course, he didn't intend to explain what happened, but just continued to ask questions calmly. One sentence.

"Bad news, it's simple, that is, my nephew doesn't want the good news that some people said to come true."

The old thirteen seemed calm, but there was a faint glimmer of light in his eyes. It was obvious that he didn't really care what Hong Qing said. In fact, it was the opposite, but Hong Qing was fine, even if he was talking about something important, He also looked tired and lazy, stretched his waist indistinctly, and gave the answer without any taboos.

"You don't want to? Hey, it's a good one who doesn't want to. I don't know why you don't want to?"

But as a child of the Tian family, there is no one who does not want to ascend to the big position, and the old thirteen is no exception. It is a pity that his foundation is shallow, and even if he wants to, it is just a delusion. On this point, the old thirteen himself It was very clear in his heart, and because of this, after breaking with the fourth master, the old thirteen did not get involved in party disputes, but he still kept a trace of ambition in private. Now, the opportunity seems to have appeared. Taking advantage of the reorganization of the army to win the hearts of the army, it may not be impossible to fight in the future. It is precisely because of this consideration that even though he sternly rejected Hongli's proposal earlier, his heart has already moved. The only scruple It was Hong Qing who was sitting opposite at this moment, and there was no one else, because the old thirteen knew very well that Hong Qing's martial arts was not inferior to his own, and his strength in the new army was even higher than his own. If Hong Qing really wanted to get in the way, his old thirteen really wouldn't dare to say victory. Therefore, after hearing what Hong Qing said, the old thirteen's expression turned ugly, but he didn't stop there. Instead, he smiled coldly and asked in a sinister tone.

"Because that's a road of no return!"

Hong Qing didn't care about the coldness of Old Shisan at all, and replied calmly.

"Oh? Is it?"

Although Hong Qing's words were soft, they sounded like a thunderclap to the old thirteen's ears, and his face turned pale in an instant. After being speechless for a long time, he raised his eyebrows and snorted coldly with a hint of anger. soundtrack.

"Throughout the history of my nephew, I have not seen that when there is a wise monarch, someone can take advantage of him with the power of the army. The reason why others provoke the thirteenth uncle is nothing more than to put the thirteenth uncle on the stove. I don't believe it. The thirteenth uncle's wisdom will not see this point, what do you think, thirteenth uncle?"

Hong Qing chuckled, with a calm demeanor, she pointed out what was wrong. As for whether the old thirteen believed it or not, Hong Qing didn't seem to care.

"Um……"

As soon as Hong Qing's words came out, the old thirteen felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, he couldn't help but shivered, looked at Hong Qing with complicated eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times, as if he wanted to speak , but at the end, he didn't say anything, just let out a dull sound, which showed how intense the struggle in his heart was.

"Uncle Thirteen, come, my nephew will offer you another bowl."

Hong Qing didn't care how the old thirteen felt, she filled the empty bowl in front of the old thirteen and herself with wine calmly, then raised the full wine bowl with both hands, and moved towards the old thirteen Trinity Bi, smiled and pleaded authentically.

"call……"

The old thirteen didn't say much, picked up the wine bowl and poured it wildly. At the end, he slammed the empty bowl in his hand on the glasses, let out a big mouthful of alcohol, and swept his eyes fiercely at He called Hong Qing, and said word by word: "I won't interfere with the whole army, you should be satisfied, huh?"

"Thirteenth Uncle misunderstood. Thirteenth Uncle is responsible for the important task of reorganizing the army this time. This one means breaking the sky. It is the same. I think Huang Mafa also has the same intention. I will not hide from Thirteenth Uncle. My nephew will save his capital. Everything has already been drawn up, just wait for Uncle Thirteen to nod, and my nephew will also be able to go to the book."

Hong Qing shook her head with a smile, and while speaking carefully, she took out a booklet from her wide sleeve with shaking hands, and handed it to the old thirteen respectfully with both hands.

"Ok?"

Old Shisanben had already made up his mind to give up this matter of reorganizing the army, but when he heard what Hong Qing said, he couldn't help being stunned, and after obviously hesitating for a while, he stretched out his hand to take Hong Qing's hand. Qing handed over the brochure, and spread it solemnly, leaned over to the candlestick next to it, and looked at it carefully. When she saw that it didn’t matter, her face suddenly brightened—this brochure was not a guarantee of capital, but a The plan for reorganizing the army contains a lot of content. Although they are all programmatic clauses, they add up to more than [-] words, almost including the update of military equipment and the contents of reorganizing the army. Among the many provisions of the reform, the novelty and practicality of the ideas are obviously far higher than the old fourteen's armament renewal plan.

"This book is well written, and I will fully support it."

After all, Old Thirteen is a generation who has trained in the new army. Although he only read it hastily, he can deeply understand the profundity of it. made a promise.

"Hey, Uncle Thirteen, you are wrong again. This chapter is not written by my nephew, but by you. As for my nephew, I just help beat the side drums and gongs for Uncle Thirteen. Just make a noise."

Hong Qing did not accept Old Thirteen's kindness, but shook her head, smiled slyly, and said something that surprised Old Thirteen again.

"Ok?"

Hearing Hong Qing's words, the old thirteen was stunned for a few breaths, and then he finally came to his senses. He looked at Hong Qing's face carefully, and then said with some displeasure: "Brother Qing, why don't you?" If you say this, I am not a person who is greedy for merit, but I can't do such a big article, so stop messing around."

"Uncle Thirteen, do you think my nephew looks like a fool?"

Hong Qing made an extremely aggrieved look, spread her hands, and said innocently.

"Like? Hey, it doesn't look like it, but you are already!"

The old thirteen curled his lips in disdain, and sneered at Hong Qing, immediately causing the innocent expression on Hong Qing's face to petrify...

(End of this chapter)