Xu Fengnian originally wanted to say goodbye and bypass Huanghuaguan to enter Liangzhou, but Li Maozhen was willing to let him go, and he was abducted into the guerrilla general's mansion by stalking, and even Liu Gongren couldn't escape a catastrophe, and the house held a feast, Li Maozhen shouted to his eldest son Li Houshi, the old lieutenant didn't dare how to pour wine into the new Liang Wang, but he was not polite to Liu Gongren, plus Li Maozhen, an old wine worm soaked in the officialdom wine vat, drank and persuaded to drink and avoid drinking, As a result, he quickly drank down, Liu Gongren was drunk and struck the bowl and sang, it was the Liangzhou horse of Yu Luandao, and a wine banquet was dispersed.
Li Maozhen himself was also drunk, and could only be sent out of Huanghuaguan by Li Houshi to help Xu Fengnian, when he left the house, there was a young man in a beautiful Confucian shirt sneakily followed behind, Li Houshi, who was in the prime of life, looked helpless, and explained to Xu Fengnian that it was his youngest son Li Jingfu, who was admitted to Xiucai at the age of eleven, but this child admired him very much, the first person in the world, the king of Beiliang.
Xu Fengnian praised from the bottom of his heart, Li Jingfu can be regarded as a rare reading seed in Beiliang.
Li Houshi's appearance follows his father Li Maozhen, but the official spirit is not heavy, in the twilight, according to the secret records of the water room, the captain of the Huanghuaguan cavalry who has been locked in the shadow for eight years, walked on the deserted street with Xu Fengnian, and the figures of the two gradually lengthened.
The young Li Jingfu saw that King Beiliang and his father did not reprimand him for not understanding the rules, so he tiptoed behind the four of them, looking at Lu Yunchang who was carrying the knife and Wang Sheng who was carrying the box with envy.
Li Houshi hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Lord Wang, my father is indeed selfish, thinking that I will take over Huanghuaguan, but my father has always said that even if he can inherit the title of guerrilla general, it is not interesting.
I hope the prince doesn't mind. ” Speaking of this, Li Houshi, who was not good at words, smiled, and he probably didn't know how to continue the following.
Xu Fengnian smiled indifferently: "Your father's official addiction is not small, this banquet and hospitality is also paving the way for you, fortunately, it is good to leave an impression on the side of the Qingliangshan Palace, and it will always be easier to be promoted in the future, but you still underestimate your father."
Before entering the city, your father made a bet with me that if I had met you, I felt that you could take on the responsibility of guarding the Huanghua Pass, then he would have to be allowed to serve as an old pawn in either of the two battalions of the vanguard.
To put it this way, your future weak water captain was exchanged for your father's life today. ” Li Houshi's face flushed, and he finally held back a sentence for a long time, "Lord Wang, don't listen to my father, the old man is a lot old, and he can ride a horse in ordinary civilian clothes, if he wears armor and holds a spear, he can't hold on to a stick of incense." ” Xu Fengnian nodded.
Li Houshi continued: "Lord Wang, our Li family's incense is still quite vigorous, and I have two younger brothers who are both in the army. ” Xu Fengnian was noncommittal, turned his head, and saw Lu Yunchang hugging the shoulders of the young man in Confucian shirts and whispering, most likely it was Lu Yunchang's little slippery head who was there to show off his worldly feelings.
Li Jingfu finally waited until the vassal king turned his head, his body was short, he broke free of Lu Yunchang's hook shoulders and back, plucked up the courage to take a few steps forward, and was about to speak, when he was glared at by Li Houshi, "Don't get an inch, go back and read your book." ” The young man's voice trembled slightly, and he said loudly: "My generation of scholars, rather than writing in history, it is better to hang the head of the country" As soon as these words came out, the already deserted streets became more and more silent, Li Houshi was a big old man who was used to touching the bow and spear but rarely touched the pen, Wang Sheng and Lu Yunchang were even more useless, they only felt that this peer spoke in a crepe.
Xu Fengnian raised his hand, signaled Li Houshi not to make a sound, and said with a smile: "The kid is not very old, but his tone is not small, I have seen Huang Longshi, Cao Changqing and Xuanyuan Jingcheng, these three are all Confucian saints among the land immortals. ” Hearing this, in just one sentence, three thunderous names appeared, the young Li Jingfu's eyes were shining, and he looked at the big hero in his mind who was close at hand, thinking that he was worthy of being the king of Beiliang who had traveled thousands of miles, and he had seen the world more than anyone else Xu Fengnian continued: "But none of them are like you who want to swallow mountains and rivers with one mouth. ” Li Houshi couldn't help but smile lightly, but when he saw his young son's pale face, he sighed quietly.
Xu Fengnian seemed to be talking to himself, "The literati are famous in history, and the military ministers are hanging on the country, and they don't delay each other, if the former can write more good things about the latter when he writes splendid articles behind closed doors, it will be very good." ” Xu Fengnian looked at Li Jingfu and said: "I'm not laughing at you for not measuring yourself, a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step, I practiced knives back then, and I also had a big ambition, and no one was optimistic about it at that time."
If you are tempted to think, you will be born.
The reason why I tell you this is because I feel that you are still too young, even if you put pen to paper, going to the battlefield is just a drag on others.
Besides, Bei Liang has 300,000 iron horsemen in the world, where is your turn to get a young scholar to remove his head and read your book well. ” After finishing speaking, Xu Fengnian asked Li Houshi not to send it again, and walked straight out of Huanghuaguan with his two apprentices.
Li Jingfu came back to his senses after a long time, pinched his cheek fiercely, and smirked: "King Liang talked to me" Li Houshi, who always felt that the older the child was, the more speechless he became: "Silly boy." ” Li Jingfu walked towards the guerrilla general's mansion, and Li Houshi silently followed behind, looking at his son's still slightly slender body, a little proud.
Li Jingfu suddenly turned his head and asked, "Dad, do you want to go to Yubi Restaurant to drink?"
Li Houshi was stunned and said, "You can still drink a catty and eight taels if you drink it." ” Li Jingfu grinned and said, "Then I'll invite you to have a drink." ” Li Houshi was confused.
Li Jingfu blinked, walked to Li Houshi's side, and whispered: "When I went out of the city for spring this year, I saw a girl, her father is the shopkeeper of Yubi Restaurant.
Every time I was tired of reading, I would go there just to look at her a few times, and I didn't think about anything else, and I felt refreshed. ” Li Houshi laughed.
The corners of Li Jingfu's mouth curled slightly, and he deliberately said bitterly: "But that girl likes a market ranger who is not in the customs now." ” Li Houshi touched his young son's head, not knowing how to persuade and comfort.
Li Jingfu raised his head and smiled: "Dad, I want to learn from Zhao Changling and Li Yishan, the two senior military advisors of Beiliang, and when I am successful in the future, I will give advice to King Liang and strategize thousands of miles away." ” Li Houshi snorted.
The father and son walked to the restaurant two streets away, and Li Houshi said softly: "Since you have a girl you like in your heart and an ambition, your grandfather won't let you drink, and your father will allow you to drink." ” An hour later, Li Houshi, the commander of Huanghuaguan, walked out of the restaurant with his drunken young son on his back, and the simple man's face was full of warmth.
Walking and walking, the captain's eyes gradually became resolute, and the seed of reading should be reading, but there is one thing that the vassal king said to his heart, Beiliang has 300,000 iron horses, and only when everyone, including his Li Houshi, loses his head, can he get the people.
Aren't you Beimang known as a million-strong string controller?
Even if Beiliang is defeated, there are still tens of thousands left The young man on the back whispered drunkly: "Dad, I want to study very hard, read a Confucian saint, not afraid of walking the sheep's intestines, but to pave a Yangguan Avenue for the people of the world." ” Li Houshi smiled and said happily: "It's such a big reason to talk drunk, it's really better than my father." ” Access: