The most powerful minister in the world

The banquet in Jing's Mansion did not break up until evening. The ministers and clan heads left in carriages one after another. Jing Lixiao and Jingchuan stood at the door to see them off one by one. The stele engraved with the stone of protecting the country built by the Ministry of Industry had long been dragged to the front of the mansion.

Dozens of servants evacuated the tent. The snow was still falling, the wind was still blowing, and there was still an important guest in Jing's house. Jing Lixiao rushed back after seeing off the guest, and saw the distinguished guest stroking his beard and looking at the patterns on the wall of the house. A painting.

Jing Lixiao bowed slightly and said, "Old Yan, can you give me Zhang Zhangyan?"

Yan Sheng leaned over and said with a smile, "This landscape painting has unusual green mountains and the sound of springs is so clear that it is very powerful in rendering. At first glance, it is a painting by the national master Yang Qing. It's a pity that it is an imitation."

"Hehehe, nothing can escape Yan Lao's eyes. Please sit down."

The two of them sat down one after another, and the servant served tea. After scolding him, Jing Lixiao was the first to speak: "Yan Lao is waiting for us to finish the meal. Do you have anything important to do?"

Yan Sheng stroked his beard and said with a smile, "If nothing happens, why don't you come and celebrate Jing Shuai's promotion to the first rank of military lord?"

Hearing this, Jing Lixiao quickly waved his hands and said somewhat flattered: "You are joking. Comparing the achievements of this junior and senior Yan is nothing."

"You don't need to be humble in front of me, old man. Your Jing family army's military exploits are obvious to all. In addition to sending congratulations, I also want to tell you something."

Jing Lixiao stood up and said seriously: "Old Yan, please speak."

Yan Sheng took a sip of tea and looked up at Jing Lixiao and said slowly: "When you return to southern Xinjiang after the new year, do you plan to report to His Majesty to attack the border of Chen State?"

Jing Lixiao's pupils shrank sharply, and then he smiled and said: "Old Yan, who told me this? Five of the lost cities have been recovered, and the remaining two will probably not need to send troops again through this negotiation between the two countries. "

"And our Jing family army has been fighting for many years. Our strength has been greatly reduced, and our elite soldiers have suffered many casualties. We should be recuperating and recuperating. How can we attack the border of Chen State?"

Yan Sheng chuckled and turned to ask Jingchuan: "Is the truth really as your father said?"

Jingchuan cupped his hands and said, "It's true. The army left in southern Xinjiang has shrunk by one-third, and the military resources are only enough to be self-sufficient. Not long ago, Prime Minister Zuo came to the house again and said that he wanted to cut off the supply of the military government in southern Xinjiang. The most important thing is that Jingxi will stay in Beijing to get married and will not go to the front line, so it is impossible to attack the border of Chen State."

Yan Sheng listened to Jingchuan's eloquent words, but remained silent. After he finished speaking, he took out a piece of beef jerky from his arms and waved it in front of the two father and son's eyes and said, "Do you recognize this?"

Jingchuan unconsciously clenched the armrest when he saw this thing, while Jing Lixiao chuckled and said, "Yan Lao likes to eat this thing? I brought a lot back from southern Xinjiang and will send them to your house someday."

"Hahaha~" Yan Sheng stroked his beard and looked at Jing Lixiao with one big eye and one small eye, "Of course you have a lot. You have enclosed 5,000 acres of land in southern Xinjiang to raise cattle and recruit private cattle from the people. The appetite for such air-dried food is quite big~"

Jingchuan wanted to hide it, but Jing Lixiao laughed up to the sky and cupped his hands and said, "It's Yan Lao after all, so I'll tell you the truth. I really plan to send out all the black cavalry, march out all the way south, don't The follow-up supplies will be carried out without much rest on the way, and we will go straight to the capital of Chen State."

"What a surprise attack. Old man, I believe your Jing family army can do it, but what about after destroying the Chen Kingdom?" Yan Sheng took a sip of tea, put his hands in his sleeves and smiled, "Are you planning to make yourself king?"

Hearing this, Jing Lixiao and Jing Chuan stood up one after another, with cold sweat breaking out from behind. If someone listened to such words, it would be the crime of punishing the Nine Clan!

Yan Sheng laughed loudly when he saw this, stood up and patted Jing Li Xiao on the shoulder and said: "Li Xiao, everyone knows your determination to serve the country with fists and fists, but so what? Even if Zuo Que has the talent to govern the world, not Are you trying to restrain yourself at every turn? I hope you won’t do stupid things like death in front of you and fame behind you.”

"Old man, I..." Yan Sheng smiled as if he was mocking himself, "I have no children, and I am very old. I will die one day. I like your little monkey spirit very much. If he dies, I won’t be able to find anyone to take care of my funeral affairs.”

Jing Lixiao was silent for a long time, and finally murmured: "Yan Lao's words are like thunder piercing his ears, like thorns piercing his back~"

Yan Sheng patted Jing Lixiao's shoulder again and then put on his sleeves and left. In the wind and snow, Yan Sheng's figure was slightly stooped but his back was straight like a plum blossom branch weighed down by the snow. He could stand up with difficulty and come to the end. On a sunny day, so that it can be aligned with the sky again.

A dual prodigy in martial arts and literature, a great master in martial arts, the pioneer of ten thousand sects, a wine worshiper in the Imperial Academy, and a teacher of scholars all over the world. It can be said that he has made great achievements and left a name for all generations. Such an old man walks alone in the world. For more than seventy years, after experiencing the ups and downs of the world and the power struggles, I still have this cheerful heart. It is rare, rare.

Jing Lixiao burst into tears and sighed, "Chuan'er, bring a chair to this door for my husband."

"Father, do you want to enjoy the snow?"

Jing Lixiao looked up at the snowflakes in the sky, let out a cold breath and choked with sobs: "Yes."

"Then my son will accompany you."

.......

On the other side, Jingxi returned to the courtyard yawning and smelling of alcohol.

Originally, he planned to go back and continue teasing Lan'er, but he didn't expect to be caught by Yang Hu who came back from buying wine, so he was dragged to drink. It was already dark when he drank. If he hadn't pretended to be angry, he would have had to drink until dawn.

Jingxi opened the door slightly and looked into the room. He saw Lian'er lying on the bed and heard the sound of the door opening. She covered herself with the quilt and pretended to be asleep. Jingxi rolled her eyes and made a sound to close the door and walk out. He squatted down and moved to the bed while holding his breath.

Lian'er twitched her little ears in the quilt to listen to the noise, making sure that Jingxi was out before lifting the quilt and gasping for air. At this moment, Jingxi suddenly shouted with teeth and claws.

"Yeah~"

Lian'er was so frightened that she covered her head with her hands and kept saying, "Don't come here, don't come here, I don't like it."

Jingxi groaned and said, "Lian'er smells delicious, how can it not be delicious?"

Lan'er looked up and saw the wrinkled little Qiong's nose, pinched her pink fist and gave Jing Xi a light punch: "Young Master is really bad, he deliberately scared Lan'er."

Jingxi put her face on Laner's abdomen, hugged her waist and rubbed her.

"Sir, you smell so drunk~"

"I was taken to drink. Does your foot still hurt?"

Lan'er stroked Jingxi's hair and said cheerfully, "Young Master, it won't hurt anymore after rubbing it."

Lian'er had already taken off her coat and was only wearing a close-fitting robe and loose trousers. The fragrance of her 28th year old penetrated Jingxi's nostrils.

"Sir, please change your clothes for me."

"okay."

Jingxi sat on the bed, and Yan'er knelt behind him and took off his coat and robe one by one.

"Okay, sir, come in quickly. It's time for Lian'er to go back to his room and sleep."

Lian'er was about to get out of bed, but Jingxi pulled her back and pinned her down. He held her wrist down and said with a smile, "Have you forgotten how you promised the young master?"

"Hmph~ I don't remember Lan'er. Master, let Lan'er go back to your room quickly."

Jingxi clamped Lan'er's struggling jade legs, put the cup on his body, smiled nose to nose and said, "Lian'er has also learned to lie?"

"There is no curtain. The young master is already so old that he doesn't need anyone to sleep with him."

Jingxi took a sip on Lan'er's little face: "Lian'er, your face is so red. Do you have a fever?"

"Young master is bad, don't bully Liang'er, otherwise I will file a complaint with Sister Mei."

Originally, Jingxi's semen was still on his head, but now he was half cold. He got off Lan'er, but still pressed her with one leg and said: "Well, you Lan'er, you have learned how to threaten the young master. Will you do it in two days?" Is it time to teach the young master a lesson?”

Blushing, Lan'er turned away and gently pushed Jingxi: "Lian'er doesn't know how to do that. Master, let Lan'er go back to the house quickly."

Instead of stopping, Jingxi gently put a hand into Lan'er's robe. Lan'er quickly held it down and gasped, "I will tell Sister Mei if you do this again."

Jingxi's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately changed his strategy and said pitifully: "Good Lian'er, my master's hands are cold, so I can lend you those jade rabbits to warm my hands~ I promise you won't act recklessly."

"Jade Rabbit? What kind of Jade Rabbit? There is no curtain."

Jingxi chuckled and suddenly stretched out his hand, and the soft and firm hand just grasped it.

"Well~ Young Master, what are you doing? Let go of Lan'er, Lan'er is angry!"

"The curtain will be good for a while, just a little while."

"Master, you're hurting Lan'er." Lan'er pushed Jingxi's face down, and finally saw that Nizi's face was as red as an apple. Then he let go, and Lan'er took the opportunity to hold the two of them with the headrest. Separated, put his hands on his chest, clamped his legs tightly, closed his eyes and said: "Lian'er is asleep, young master, please don't make any more trouble."

Jingxi smiled and blew out the candle, sniffing the fragrance of milk on his fingers. In the dark night, he slowly took out his head pillow, got close to Lan'er, hugged her and put one leg on her thigh and said, "Lian'er, Young Master, I will let you go tonight, and I will teach you a lesson. You are not allowed to help your sister deal with me in the future."

"Hmph~ If the young master is not bad, Lian'er will be of the same mind as the young master."

"Hey, I'm even negotiating terms with the young master. Let's see the master's five-finger technique!"