Only God is left

Life is hard.

Life will be difficult if you have a mother, two brothers, a sister, a wife and two children who need to eat; life will be even more difficult if you want to do something besides supporting your family.

Since his sister came home, she has been spending all day in the counting room, frowning and going in and out. The orderly care of the house has never been short, and she has never let go of sharp-tongued disputes with outsiders.The second girl of the Zhao family was already well-known for her fierceness, so no one would dare to hire her. Judging from this posture, it is very likely that she really intends to stay at home for the rest of her life.

His fourth younger brother is still young, but the third younger brother has a very different temperament. He is steady and quiet and only loves to study books. There is no way out for a scholar in this chaotic world. His mother is always worried about how this child will get in the future. "Isn't the third one pretty good? No one in our Zhao family has ink, so it's time for this generation to produce a husband."

——Before reading Xianggong, he raised it.

But no matter what, his family is still up and down, which is much better than Han Lingkun's.

We all know that Zhao Kuangyin and Han Lingkun are childhood friends, and they greet each other as usual, but they don't seem to be very close.Although both of them were born in Emperor Zhou's Yedu army, their respective circles are somewhat different. Han Lingkun was transferred to Yedu from the Chengde army in the north. Because of his military achievements, he was promoted to the rank of cavalry scattered member when Emperor Zhou entered Beijing. Du Yuhou's throne belongs to the same division as his father.

Zhao Kuangyin has a lot of contacts with people, it seems that as long as he stays in the place, he can get in touch with all kinds of people, but surprisingly, he has never been involved in the trouble of "forming a party for personal gain".He always cleverly controls everything within a "range", and he will never touch the boundaries that should not be touched; just like calling brothers and sisters with fellow soldiers in the army, everything is within the acceptable range. , but if at this time he is impatient and blatantly interacts closely with the high-ranking generals of the Forbidden Army who are colleagues with his father, it will not only be courting death for him, but also courting death for his father.

He's a veteran at the table, and he never misses a hand.It is said that he is so shameless, or that he is lucky; no one wants to hear how to use the eyes to see the process of thinking with the brain and doing with the hands, especially no one wants to hear how to play Kung Fu takes time to lose, people always want to hear some "tricks", in fact, most things in the world have no tricks.

To put it bluntly, the principle of gambling is very simple: you know your background, you know your opponent's background; You learn something from every other person's miss; you know when you can lose and when you can't; .

At the same time you do not confess to the person who stole or may steal your wife.

These are very simple common sense, but people always fail to do it for various reasons, so there are always a few people who win.

The most important of these common sense is to judge who will never steal your wife.You can rest assured that there will be no more than two people in the world where your wife will be alone with him. You have to know who it is, and it will make your life a lot easier.

No one has ever caught the traces of Zhao Kuangyin's close relationship with Han Lingkun. Han Lingkun is a person who is difficult to catch. He is unambiguous on the battlefield, but his temper is like a mess in private. Most of the time, I always say yes ambiguously, but there is always worry between my brows.

It's right to be worried. With such a father on the table, everyone would have to be worried.

Han Lingkun's father believed that his son should make a lot of money every day when he was an official in the capital. He asked people to come to him to ask for money every three days. Seeing more scenes, spending money boldly and without stinginess.Every time Han Lingkun went back to Luoyang, he would see a few concubines his father had recruited who were a round younger than him, and they would always blushed in embarrassment when they called them.If his father only raised his little wife to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, it would be fine, but the old man is so old-fashioned and courageous that he actually composes private songs in his house and prepares to brew wine and sell it.It took almost half a month for Han Lingkun to find out about this. At that time, the emperor had just ascended the throne and was waiting to catch some typical examples, and he found Luoyang.Because of his status, he was not good at intervening, so he didn't dare to tell outsiders about such a matter, so he asked Zhao Kuangyin to discuss it.Zhao Kuangyin was also taken aback when he heard that, after the two of them made up their minds, he did not hesitate to use his local connections to forcefully cover up the matter, and then went back to Luoyang in person to find the old man as his nephew and court official. Even coaxing, persuading, and scaring said something, and finally made his father stop thinking about destroying things.

After returning to the capital, Zhao Kuangyin persuaded Han Lingkun: "I said that my uncle is like that, and you don't care about it in the future. You will do your best whether it is a blessing or a curse. Don't toss yourself into it someday."

——The old man dared to make bootleggery today, believe it or not, he would dare to make iron coins tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow he might even make imperial edicts.

Han Lingkun just shook his head and sighed: "Who told me to be the big one, you don't have to worry about anything in the future, I will clean it up alone."

While dealing with the affairs of the scene in the middle of the capital, he had to watch Luoyang from time to time, worried that his father would make a fake imperial decree someday.Han Lingkun was only in his early 23s, a spring younger than Zhao Kuangyin, but he looked like he was 32, with white hair appearing on his head at a young age.

There is still no comparison in this world. People can't live better than people, and donkeys can't be better than mules. That's a comparison to the top. If you want to compare it to the bottom, there is nothing to worry about. There are any hurdles that you can't get over.

At the end of the shift, he left as usual and deliberately went around to the Cavalry Army at the latest. As expected, he saw Han Lingkun walking out. He added a few steps to catch up, and got to the point without exchanging greetings.

"I'm asking you about someone: Gao Huaide from the Dongxi class, do you know what's going on with him?"

Han Lingkun shook his head while walking: "You mean the son of King Qi who was just called back? I don't know, he doesn't have much contact with this group of people."

Zhao Kuangyin nodded and didn't answer, Han Lingkun continued: "Recently, there has been some movement on my side, as if I meant to insert him. I said that person has some skills, and it probably has something to do with the higher-ups. It's okay. Please don’t recruit him, he’s not with us.” When he spoke, his tone changed a little jokingly: “—look at this man at this age, he’s still lonely, he has no home, no room, and he doesn’t go out to drink flowers and wine. , [-]% is a walker, really blinded that face—"

Hearing what he said, Zhao Kuangyin immediately frowned and replied, "Biezui, what does it matter to you?"

Han Lingkun looked over with some vigilance: "Hey, you can focus on that, and besides, you're just like a turtle—"

Zhao Kuangyin glanced at him: "What's the matter with the turtle? Some people like it."

Han Lingkun stopped immediately when he heard the words, and turned his head to stare at his expression as if his eyes were so wide open that he stuttered: "You, you—are you serious?"

Zhao Kuangyin didn't answer, but raised his eyebrows at him. Han Lingkun saw that no one jumped over to meet him, and his voice trembled, "Come here, my mother! You are brave enough, do you know who he is?"

He replied calmly: "I don't know."

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