Suddenly... Guihua laughed at Gu's goal, not because he wanted to be a Emperor Zhuchang. Or being a person like Li Linfu is not just to develop the power to protect himself. This is very close. Just imagine that there are still a few people who dare to make a decision on him now, even the seven surnames have to consider their own weight. And. Rescuing Li Guer, the general trend of history cannot change. It is not a problem for him to change the fate of one or two people.

Next, what did he do? He just cooperated with Baolinzhai and has been working together. As for the crown prince, he gave him a kind of cotton. There are also Li Xian and Wei, who have not met yet. Some things are difficult to talk about.

However, it is not easy to meet now. This is Lao Wu's care. But it also seems that at least Li Qi borrowed Li Chiying's trip to Luoyang without stopping, and he released some kindness to himself again. Then Wei should also release a little.

In fact, it was released long ago, but Wang Hua didn't know it yet.

He said, "It's okay, I don't want to be a prime minister in the court, no matter how he argues in the court. As long as people don't offend me, it's fine.

"That's good, this is the account book of the porcelain kiln. Check it out

"What do you think? Take care of my money pocket and prepare for a few more years to help me raise my son. Remember it. Once the big thing is sure in two or three years, prepare it for me. The task is one year.

After hearing this, Li Hong finally couldn't bear it and ran out of the study with a blushing face. However, she was shy and shy, but her heart was filled with joy.

The next day, Wang Hua did not go to the Li's restaurant immediately, but went to the Xue family. Xue Rengui's wife died early. In fact, Xue Rengui's concubine was reasonable. However, at that time, the military discipline was not tolerated! Second, ethnic minority people married as his identity, which caused a great impact. Therefore, even the court officials impeached, which was similar to the marriage between Li Yifu and Feng Ang at that time. Although General Xue dared to do things, he never dared to make the Tiele family the wife.

When she heard Wang Hua arrive, she came out to pick up the customers herself. She was mainly curious and saw what her husband, the disciple whom she had never met, looked like. Some said he had three heads and six arms, while others said he was handsome and had a big contrast in rumors.

Wang Hua was also curious about her. She was nearly 60 years old, with a little white hair and a little curly, with deep eyes, but her body was still very slim and charming, and she could vaguely see her prettyness when she was young. That was natural. General Xue had traveled south and killed north throughout his life, and had visited many places, and had seen many beautiful women. She could catch his eyes and, despite the dissuasion of the ministers in the court, forcibly married her back. Or plundered her back, and the overlord was forced to take the bow, with no doubt about her appearance.

Wang Hua respectfully gave a big gift to explain his purpose, one was to visit, and the other was to hear that Xiao Xue Song was very good at martial arts, so could he be included in the Blood Character Camp?

When the old lady heard this, her face changed and she said, "Mr. Wang Hou, it's probably difficult. Our Xiaowu is the only son."

No wonder this is the case. The two old men of his family didn't go to the army and actually sneaked into An Lushan's army to serve as soldiers. She paused and said, "Your Blood Camp is very good, your promotion is fast, and the soldiers are brave, but the war is too fierce and the sacrifice is too big. I'm afraid that Xiao Wu and the others will be even more unhappy. In fact, Xiao Songzi herself clamored to go to your Blood Camp last year, but was stopped by Xiao Wu."

"Master, it's hard to say in the future. Although this time the blood camp suffered a lot of casualties, it also hurt the Turks. Faced with such casualties, there will definitely be some conflicts within the Turks. Unless the Turks' Khan Mochu and are very sure to come from our Great Zhou to a great victory, he will definitely be based on the integration of the internal situation. If I guess well, there will definitely be a battle. But the scale will not be greater. Otherwise, I would not take the initiative to invite Ling Sun. Of course, whether to go or not, it will be the fifth uncle who will make a decision." Wang Hua finished speaking. Just as he was about to say goodbye, a young man outside broke in.

He is very burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and an iron arm bow on his back.

He entered the door and shouted: "Big Mother."

Then he looked at Wang Hua and asked curiously: "Big Mother, who is he?"

There are many things to pay attention to when you are here. How to sit and where the teacup and utensils are placed are arranged according to the visitor's guide. Now my grandmother is hospitalizing, but this young man who is about the same age as me is in a VIP position to entertain.

The little guy is very curious.

Of course, Wang Hua put his blood armor on his body and understood immediately. But today he is not Ren Jian. Wang Hua only wore a blue silk shirt and was too lazy to even hang his silverfish bag. Although his military career has made him feel tough and frost, because he likes to study, his personality is still a bit elegant, just like a tribute student.

The little guy didn't recognize him at first glance.

"Come and see General Wang quickly." The old lady said amiably.

"General Wang? Champion Hou!" How big the little guy opened his mouth. After a long time, he jumped to Wang Hua and asked again: "Are you that little champion Hou?"

"I dare not, it's just the way."

"Look for a long time, look for a long time." The little guy was so happy that he smiled and wandered around in front of Wang Hua, making Wang Hua's eyes blurred. After a long time, he said, "It's not like it."

"What's wrong?" "Just because of your small body, you are not as strong as me. Is it the little champion who killed Mo Chuan so hard that he pissed off?"

Wang Hua smiled slightly, he measured the hardness of the bent bow on the little guy's back and said, "You untie the bow you are carrying and give it to me."

"Okay, do you want to try my archery skills? You may not be your opponent. You must know that I am the real Xue family arrow." The little guy said happily.

Wang Hua took the bent bow over and asked, "May I ask the name of this senior brother?"

Although Xue Rengui has been dead for more than ten years, he has a large group of children and grandchildren. Of course, only Xue Na and Xue Chuyu are the most famous among his career. Among the grandchildren

The old lady said, "He is exactly the little Song'er you mentioned just now."

"You mentioned me?" Xue Song pointed to his nose and asked. It happened that Wang Hua also looked at Xue Song. He was very big, at least seven or eight centimeters taller than him. However, Wang Hua's big head is taller among ordinary people, but it is only medium in the middle of the Blood Camp. He is only less than 1.8 meters tall. But there are dozens of fierce men over two meters in the Blood Camp. In terms of big head, he is really not as big as him, he is considered a small body."

He said, "It was a few brothers from the Blood Camp in the capital who told you

After saying that, he slowly pulled the bow away with luck. The more he pulled it, the more he was, and then shouted: "其".

The bow arm broke with his shout.

"No!" Xue Song took the broken bow and was stunned. This is not an ordinary military bow and arrow, but it has been strengthened. Ordinary people rarely pull it all over, let alone pull it off. How much strength does it take?

"Don't believe it?" Wang Hua put his wrist on the table, trying to beat his wrist if he doesn't believe it.

Xue Song doesn’t believe in evil, he really tried, he really lost!

Xue Song looked at Mrs. Xue, who knew it. She said, "Take out your grandfather's bow."

The weapon used by Xue Rengui was interested in Wang Hua. After a while, he trotted, pulled a big bow over and handed it to Wang Hua.

Looking at a big bow, it is not only thick, but also made of black iron that produces big food. Although it seems to be very long and has not been used, it is well maintained. It still shines with a black light. Wang Hua pulled it, and it was so heavy!

Xue Song said: "This is my grandfather's special iron arm, and most people can't pull it open.

Wang Hua just tried it and knew it. He said, "Not necessarily."

As he said that, he walked out of the hall and asked Xue Song to take out an arrow from the quiver pot, put it on the big bow, and use it again, and gradually the bow was pulled full.

put!

What a great power this was? The arrow was heard so suddenly that he could not even see the shadow, and he hit the big tree opposite without seeing it. There was nothing left with the arrow feathers outside the tree, and it continued to shake.

No wonder Xue Rengui used to attack Tianshan with three arrows. Even the arrows shot by such an iron-arm bow were probably unblocked. Not to mention those Turkic warriors who were not at a loss for defense. Wang Huazan said:

The old lady smiled and said, "Since Wang Hou likes it, I'll give you this bow. I want to believe that the undead will also like it in heaven."

Wang Hua was not pretentious and said, "Thank you."

Xue Song was still stupid, ran out again, looked at the arrow that was sank into the tree trunk, and came back and asked Wang Hua, "How old are you this year?"

“Fengqi”

“When was it born?”

“September 16.”

"It just happened to be fifteen days older than me. Okay, brother and I will be with you in the future."

It turns out that he has taken the opportunity to enter the Blood Camp as a mess. Wang Hua didn't know yet. After a few great men arrived at the military camp one after another, there would be more things. He smiled and said, "Do you want to hang out with me? Don't ask me, ask your father. If he agrees, come with his letter, and the door of the Blood Camp will always be open to you.

Then I'm just talking nonsense, Xue Song sat helplessly on the chair.

"But today we are a brother and brother, so I'll invite you to have a drink."

"Okay, that's good." I like drinking and fighting the most.

He said goodbye to the old lady, but the old lady just smiled. After all, this little disciple still did not give up. He wanted to lure his little grandson into the blood camp. But she didn't say anything. She walked around a few streets and came to the restaurant that Li Hong mentioned.

The two walked in. The restaurant was not very big and the business was not very good. There were more than a dozen tables. There were only three or four tables with guests. However, the restaurant was arranged very elegantly, with a few calligraphy and paintings drawn on the walls, but they did not walk out of the handwriting of famous people. Two maids wearing blue cloth skirts were entertaining guests, and a girl in green sat behind the wine table playing the guzheng.

The girl in green looks very clean and beautiful. She has a long melon-shaped face with a plain face and a wide ancient skirt, giving people a very quiet and elegant feeling. If this wine shop is placed in Jiangnan, such a decoration will be like this, such a light girl will definitely have a prosperous business.

But this is in Chang'an, where the best-business restaurants are all made of wine beards.

Wine beard is the owner of the wine shopkeepers of Central Asians in Chang'an. Because they look different from those of the Central Plains, with deep eyes, high noses and many beards, people in Chang'an called this type of wine shopkeepers a wine shopkeeper. A poem written by the Tang Dynasty poet Xu Huang was named "Wine Beard", which is similar to the truth, with felt furs and beards all over the collar. But these wine beards can do business. One is that good wine in the Western Regions, that is, wine chrysanthemum wine, and the other is Hu Ji. Many Hu women who moved to the mainland. In order to make a living, they use wine selling as their profession. Because they are active and lively by nature, they pour wine while singing and dancing, which makes wine lovers easily intoxicated.

In Wuling, a young man in Jinshi East, a silver saddle and white horse swam the spring breeze. Where can I travel with the fallen flowers, I laughed into the Hu Ji's wine shop. Li Bai wrote. Some wealthy and energetic boys like to go to the Hu Ji's wine shop after having fun. One is to drink authentic Western wine, and the other is to see Hu Ji's geisha, and even take the initiative to dance with Hu Ji. Hu Ji won't get angry. This is impossible for the women of the Central Plains who have many Central Plains etiquette. At least it is not as unrestrained as Hu Ji. Not only Chang'an boys, but even foreign tourists also like this atmosphere.

Therefore, although this restaurant is elegant, its business has not become popular.

Wang Hua didn't say anything, Xue Song shouted with a move, "Come on ten jars of wine."

Wang Hua was shocked. It turned out that this junior brother was still a wine barrel. There were not many ten jars, and at least twenty kilograms. It was wine, which was also alcoholic. Not to mention that it tasted good, it would still be intoxicating.

The girl tune was changed and turned into a song "Qianxi". This is a music from the Southern Dynasty. It was made by Chen Chong of the Eastern Jin Dynasty. Emperor Wen of Sui Ping Chen. He combined the music collection of the Southern Dynasty to "Qing Shang Music", also known as "Qing Shang Music", "Qing Shang Music", "Kory", "National Chain Music", "Wenkang Music", "Anguo Music" and "Kucha" into seven music. In the hands of the versatile Emperor Yan of Sui, he changed it to Qing Music, Xiliang, Kucha, Tianle, Kangguo, Shule, Anguo, Goryeo, and Libi Bi Nine Music. The Tang Dynasty went to the ceremony again, added Gaochang, created Yan music, and became Ten Music. However, in the Tang Dynasty, it was a bit similar to the current Chinese people. It seemed that they admired foreign countries and were fascinated by foreigners. The status of the piano was hundreds or thousands of times higher than that of the national piano. The orthodox music of Fengguo in the Tang Dynasty was almost all in "Qing Shang Music", but the status was the lowest among the ten music. So at the end, the hundreds of music scores collected in "Qing Shang Music" of the Sui Dynasty, but when it came to Wu Zetian, there were only sixty-nine songs left, and by the end of the Tang Dynasty, there were only thirty-two songs left.

Now there are very few people who publicly play the songs in "Qing Shang Le".

But Wang Hua liked it very much after hearing it.

Xue Gao was not interested at all. If this awesome junior brother had not brought him in, a wine shop like this would not have taken a step to drink. He said, "I said, brother, let me take me. At worst, I can steal the BMW from my uncle to you.

Xue Ne's mount was stealing to himself, but the master did not immediately find the blood camp and fight with him. Wang Hua laughed. He said, "I don't want BMW anymore, I'll tell you a story."

"Okay, is it a story of your military camp fighting?"

Wang Hua shook his head and said, "No, I talk about a great poet. When he was a child, he couldn't read books. He often threw down books and skipped school. He walked around all day. He saw an old lady sitting on a low stool with an iron rod in his hand and grinding a horse stone. He was very strange, so he asked the old lady what she was doing. The old lady replied, "I'm grinding a needle. This person was even more strange. He asked, "Old lady. No, the needle is then, and you're grinding a big iron rod. My wife said, "Yes. My iron rod is very thick, but I grind it every day. One day, I will grind it into a needle."

When Wang Hua told this story, the girl who played the concubine raised her head in surprise and looked at Wang Hua

Eye.

But neither of them noticed. Xue Song said in confusion: "Isn't this stupid?"

This is taken from a legend by Li Bai, but it is definitely not true. Just like Yugong, it is just a fable. If someone really does this, it is really stupid.

The girl replied in the wine cabinet: "This hero, what he meant is to let you work hard to think about it, not to let you grind this needle. As long as you work hard, even an iron rod can grind a needle, and so on?"

Wang Hua raised his head and saw the girl smiled at him, looking very bright. Wang Hua arched for a moment, saying hello.

"But it's not OK, my father. You don't know that the tutoring is very strict," Xue Song said scratching his head.

Wang Hua thought about it, otherwise he wouldn't have fled to Hebei so late to join the army. After thinking about it, he said, "I have another idea, but you may suffer a little bit of flesh and blood."

"It's okay, I'm very thick."

Wang Hua lowered his voice and said, "It's really not possible. This strategy works too. For example, if you get drunk tomorrow, you just happen to meet the servant of Zhang Guanjian's family. He blocked your way again, so you were angry and beat him up. Or if you drink too much again, you meet the servant of the Xiangwang family. Show your power again."

Well, let's not talk anymore, Xue Song was so happy that he was so happy that he lay on the table that he couldn't get up. After a long time, he said, "This is really a good idea."

This is not a good idea, it is just a bad idea. But Wang Hua is also good for Xue Song. If he had been put into the blood camp early, although his life was a bit dangerous, at least he would not have fallen to the point of Xue Song in history.

Wang Hua settled down again, and the most difficult person was dealt with, but the person he thought about was not Xue Song, it was just for his respect and respect for Xue Rengui. What he thought about the most was the boy who rode the white lou. Of course, now, he might not be able to ride the white camel. Once this boy entered the blood camp, he would become the key training target for Wang Hua.
To be continued...