The general's favorite husband's daily life

He Jiangchu: "Because I slept with my wife, I lost Yuanyang."

Zhuang Po: "..."

He Jiangchu: "Tsk tsk tsk."

Zhuang Po: "..."

He Jiangchu: "It's really not as delicious as dumplings, it's just fun..."

Zhuang Li interrupted: "My dear grandson, shut up."

He Jiangchu smiled calmly: "You can't blame me, there are so many people in the world, right?"

Zhuang Po faintly felt a headache, frowned and said, "Where did you know this nonsense?"

He Jiangchu: "Legendary storybooks. I am ashamed to say that Liangqiu knows very little about Annan, and there is no official history. I have read almost a basket of various legendary storybooks. At least half of them have Brother Zhuang as the protagonist. Son."

Zhuang Li was a little speechless, thinking that you have nothing to do to see what they do.

He Jiangchu smiled and said, "Brother Zhuang, what do you want to say?"

Zhuang Li said, "No."

He Jiangchu originally planned to swindle out a story, watch the excitement, pay tribute to the great deeds of the ancestors, and steal information about Annan by the way.I didn't expect to be blocked by Zhuang Po in this way.

He Jiangchu didn't give up, "Really not?"

Zhuang Li drank another jar of wine and said with a smile, "You can know if you want to, but you won't believe it either."

He Jiang said clearly, "You speak first."

Zhuang Li patted open the clay of a jar of wine, and said, "Although I am not immortal, but Annan has this kind of thing."

He Jiangchu took a sip of the altar of wine in his hand, thinking in his heart that he still had to listen to a fairy tale.

Zhuang Li said leisurely, "Annan regards snakes as gods, believes in witchcraft, and places great emphasis on sacrifices. Therefore, Annan's national teacher is almost on an equal footing with the monarch. Simply put, he is the messenger of information between the gods and the people. They have longevity within them..."

He Jiangchu couldn't bear it anymore, and interrupted Zhuang Li, "Although we Liangqiu are a little ignorant, I have heard something. There are two people in this generation of Annan Guoshi, um, already One of them died—you went on to say, what is there in their bodies?"

Zhuang Qian cast a sideways glance at He Jiangchu, "Did I say that the national teacher can live forever? Under the sky, is it the king's land? On the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers. Everything in this world belongs to the king. The longevity in the national teacher's body, can it really be the national teacher's?"

He Jiangchu: "But I haven't seen any of Annan's kings live like immortal goblins. Aren't you a king too, and your bones are gone."

Zhuang Li was taken aback, "Are my bones gone? It shouldn't be, how can it melt so fast?"

He Jiangchu firmly emphasized: "It's really gone."

I even kicked your armor and coffin off the cliff and into the water.

Zhuang Li seemed a little concerned that his bones were gone.

He Jiangchu came over and patted the man's shoulder as a sign of comfort. After comforting him, he continued, "Look, there is no one who lives forever, right, everyone is going to die."

Zhuang Li shook his head, "Did no one tell you bedtime stories when you were young?"

He Jiangchu: "Ah?"

Zhuang Li: "With your attitude of listening to the story, you should be beaten to death to show respect for the story."

He Jiangchu coughed dryly twice, saying yes, okay, I'll just shut up.

Zhuang Li then said, "The previous national teachers all came out of Tongshan. There is a spirit stone in the body, the size of soybeans, the whole body is pitch black, and it is on the side of the heart. This thing can protect the national teacher's eternal life in the body. If you pick it out, If it is taken by others, the dead can be brought back to life, flesh and bones, and even prolong life for three to forty years."

In other words, this thing in the body of the national teacher is an immortal fetish, and the national teacher can live as an old monster.But dig it out and give it to others. It is said that breaking the sky is a medicine that can cure all kinds of diseases. At most, that person can survive this moment after taking it. After three to forty years, the damn thing will still die.

He Jiang thought to himself, this story is really unique, and unconsciously said again, "So, you ate?"

Zhuang Li said, "No. My national teacher used it to do something else."

He Jiangchu was a little unkind, "Why, people are not willing to feed you? Why is it so miserable, hahahaha."

Zhuang Li took a sip of the wine and didn't answer. He lowered his head as if thinking of something, and said with a smile, "Isn't it right? It's not suitable!"

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Liangqiu country was still small back then, not as powerful as it is today, and was attacked by big countries.On the one hand, the monarch sent a general to fight, and on the other hand, he sent Zhuang Po with one hundred thousand soldiers to expand the territory westward.Occupying Berkshire, Shu County, and central Guizhou all the way... Finally, I came to the country with strict and hierarchical rule, prosperity alone but unknown - Annan.

He Jiangchu saw the ginkgo forest in front of him gradually fade away.The scene in front of him appeared that "Zhuang Yu" with a few soldiers behind him, with various gifts in his hands, went to meet King Annan.

The person in the high seat was an old man who was over seventy years old, with a benevolent smile, but his eyes were full of foresight and foresight that people in high positions have.

He Jiangchu looked at the senile look of King Annan, and thought of the legendary storybook about Zhuang Po's sleeping wife that he had read before, and somehow understood why the legendary storybook was written like this—not to mention King Annan's little wife, If it were him, he would also choose to sleep with Zhuang Po!Whoever chooses King Annan is blind.

Zhuang Li, who was sitting next to He Jiangchu, suddenly poked He Jiangchu with his elbow, and motioned He Jiangchu to look to the side of the throne. A man was covered with a snow-white fur covering from neck to instep, with a scar on his face. wearing a gold mask.

He Jiangchu sized him up and said knowingly, "National Teacher?"

Zhuang Po proudly said, "Well, mine."

He Jiang thought in his heart, come on, it still belongs to the old fox above, can you always show some face.

Afterwards, there were some dispensable courteous interactions, and He Jiangchu was tired of watching. The group of people in the virtual image talked for a long time, and the simplified version was, "Great king, send troops to help Liangqiu fight a battle." "My dear guest, you can't send troops, why don't you play with us for a few days before leaving."

He Jiangchu's altar of wine was finally drunk by himself while watching the play.Feeling rather reluctance in my heart, I poured the last drop into my mouth, and smacked my mouth after drinking it.

Over there, Zhuang Li took another altar and handed it to He Jiangchu.He pushed Chu back, only saying that he couldn't drink anymore, and he would get drunk if he drank any more.

Zhuang Po laughed and said, "That's good, I've never been drunk in my life."

He Jiangchu was depressed, always feeling as if he was being despised by others.

Zhuang Po took a big sip of the wine, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said, "That's great. It would be great if I could taste drunk sometime."

He Jiangchu: ...

Go to your uncle.