National uniform Li Bai crossed

In one tent, Harchi was feasting all the soldiers.

Sitting in the lower left corner of his tent was a drowsy drinker, no matter what the barbarians around him said, he was indifferent.

He is like a stiff corpse, he just keeps repeating the action of pouring and drinking.

"Mr. Xu should drink it sparingly. Our soldiers bought it back with blood. If we run out, will Mr. Xu go and grab it for us?"

"That's right. I heard that Yumen Pass hides peerless wine. I wonder if we have the opportunity to taste it."

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The hand that kept pouring the wine finally froze in the air, Xu Wen buried his head halfway, and there was no expression on his face flushed from drinking.

Harchi didn't seem to notice this, and still laughed with the soldiers.The dancers in the hall kept twisting their bodies, occasionally jumping to Xu Wen's side, leaning against him, pouring wine and beating their backs, very busy.

Even if there was a rock in front of them, they didn't feel offended.

The dancer's foot bells jingled, accompanied by the unspeakable joy of the huqin outside the Great Wall.

Xu Wen lowered his head even more, but his hands seemed to have returned to normal, continuing to pour wine and drink.

"Mr. Xu, I heard that you are the number one scholar in your court, why did you come to such a bitter cold place?" Harchi looked at the indifferent person, and a trace of irritability flashed in his mind, but his voice was calm, and he heard Chu people's words Gentle and elegant learned a lot.

"If I want to come... I will come." Xu Wen finally stopped pretending to be a corpse, he raised his head, pretended to be drunk, and said some nonsense.

"I heard that Mr. Xu knows Yumen Pass very well. I wonder if Mr. Xu would like to tell us about the general situation of Yumen Pass." Harchi imitated the Chu people and toasted Xu Wenyao. Man, doing these things always makes people laugh.

Xu Wen didn't smile, and even pretended to think for a while, "Yumen Pass...? I don't have any impression..."

There was a sudden silence in the hall, and the cheerful singing before had stopped at some point.

"Really? Sir, do you know my elder brother?"

Xu Wen's movements did not change, he poured the wine steadily with his hand, and drank it when it was full, as if he hadn't heard Harchi's words at all.

"My elder brother Nupel is not a corporal like me."

Xu Wen shook his body, and the pain in his eyes almost overflowed.

"Actually, it's the same whether you say it or not. I heard that the guard at Yumen Pass is a young master from the capital. General Wu guarded it for three days. How long do you think this young master can guard?"

"Then let's talk about it after the general captures Yumen Pass." Xu Wen seemed to be a little sober, but he didn't seem to understand Harchi's implication at all, and he didn't miss a word.

"The text is too drunk, so I retreat first."

The dark blue person staggered out of the tent, even though a circle of soldiers immediately surrounded him, he didn't respond at all.

"General, why are you being polite to this scholar? I think he just cut it off." Someone in the hall yelled suddenly, Harchi looked at Xu Wen who had no response, and smiled meaningfully.

"Just cut it off? I hate this talent."

With a casual wave of his hand, the group of generals immediately started to drink heavily as if nothing had happened.The huqin was played more cheerfully, and the dancer turned around and ran to the soldiers. This time, it was much more charming than the previous one.

A melodious sound of the flute came from a distance, like the low sob of a woman in a boudoir. Although it was weak, everyone stopped their movements unconsciously.

Under the moon-white frost and mist, a woman slightly raised her hazy eyes and opened her lips slightly, as if she was saying something...

Who in the cloud sent brocade books?Can't say enough about lovesickness.

I don't know who was the first to start whimpering in a low voice. Accompanied by the cold wind outside the Great Wall and the low sound of the flute, it was really ghost crying and wolf howling.

After being dazed for a moment, Harchi threw the cup to the ground with a bang.

"Withdraw the banquet!" I don't know who is so blind and dares to spoil his interest and disrupt his arrangements.

If you want him to know, you must make him look good!

Early the next morning, Han Qing woke up full of energy, and didn't even use his adjutant to call him.

Fearing that there would be a battle today, he deliberately checked the weapons around him to make sure that he had at least one sword before he went out with peace of mind.

Due to the deceitful nature of the glory of the king, Han Qing wished he could put two swords on his body, hide three daggers, and hold a flute in each hand.

If it weren't for how weird this look was, Han Qing really wouldn't be able to bear it.

As usual, he ate big pot meals with the soldiers. After Han Qing came over, he refused the adjutant's daily meals for him.

Only by sharing weal and woe with the soldiers can we gain their respect.Like the original owner, Han Qing was afraid that he would not die in the hands of the barbarians, but be beaten to death by his own people.

"General!" Along the way, people kept saying hello to him.Han Qing responded with a smile, not thinking about maintaining his general demeanor at all.

Anyway, all the images were ruined by the original owner, and Han Qing even felt that even if he went to make a fucking bet on these people, they wouldn't even blink.

Fortunately, he is still sane, thanks to the nine-year compulsory education, let him know why he is alive.

"Military Master, why are there only steamed buns today?"

No matter how good the attitude is, I can't help but collapse when I look at the small and pitiful steamed bun in my hand.Han Qing's face was sullen, and he hated why he couldn't think about it and gave up Xiaochao and came here to eat a big pot meal.Oh, no, it's a big pot of steamed buns.

"General, the imperial court's military salary has not yet been paid." Zhao Zhichen's hair was gray, and he looked a bit chic with the steamed buns under the white water.

Hell, who is more chic than Li Bai?

It's a pity that he is so poor that he can't even drink alcohol.

Han Qing gnawed on the steamed bun sadly, but was frightened by Zhao Zhichen's next words and froze in place.

"After a while, you won't even be able to eat steamed buns."

"What's going on? Doesn't the imperial court conduct accounting every year? Logically speaking, we should be able to survive until the next batch of military pay arrives!" Han Qing was filled with righteous indignation, and countless news of corruption floated through his mind.At this moment, Han Qing even felt that if these corrupt officials were in front of him, he would definitely not be able to resist tearing them apart!

"It was enough." Zhao Zhichen looked at their very angry general with strange eyes. Did he really not know or was he just pretending?

"But because the general was too extravagant some time ago, so..."

The sound of gnawing steamed buns stopped at some point.Han Qing lowered his head, feeling a little embarrassed and quite uncomfortable.The original owner really did a lot of stupid things, but now he is the one who bears all of this.

Was he going to tear himself apart?

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