Whoever wins the crouching dragon wins the world

The distance between Nanyang and Xinye was less than a hundred miles. Not long after Liu Xi took over Xinye, news about him spread wildly.Because he has always been a "stupid prince" in the rumors in the market, some good people made up several myths and legends for his "shattering change", each of which is well-spoken and has a wide audience.The Bai Xiaosheng in the tea shop next door to my house was naturally unwilling to be left behind. He spent several days in the shop promoting the merits of the Queen Mother. On his forehead, his stupidity was instantly cured.

Ah Xiang yearned endlessly: "It would be great if my younger brother had this adventure, and the Queen Mother would tap a little on his forehead, and he would never forget words again."

I couldn't help but smile: "There is nothing so cheap in the world." Ah Xiang's younger brother, Hu'er, was taken to a private school by his mother who was hoping to become a dragon before he was three years old. It is strange that such a young child can study with peace of mind. .

The shopkeeper also agreed: "Don't believe in rumors. The Prince of Pingan seems to be glamorous, but in fact he has endured it for several years. He has accumulated a lot of money. If you want to come to the bitterness in the inside, you will drink water, and you will know how warm you are." The shopkeeper, who was proud of the spring breeze, was also seriously injured after being hit by Fulai, and his savings for many years were destroyed.

He has been very busy these days.Even if buying wine from Fulai is beneficial to the major wineries and wine shops, but since they work tirelessly to and fro, the shopkeeper should accept their love.Therefore, even though the shopkeeper's wife repeatedly disliked the low price of Xuemei wine, when the first snow covered the bricks and tiles, the shopkeeper still used the cleaned utensils to catch the snow flakes, and locked herself indoors to concentrate on making wine.

The moment the altar was opened, the clear aroma of wine lingered up the beam, and then slowly settled on the tip of every guest's tongue.

All the guests at the table were distinguished guests who extended a helping hand to the shopkeeper during the Fulai wine battle. Most of the families were in the wine business. When they smelled the wine, the boss who knew the goods immediately recognized the name of the product: "It is the new snow this year. Plum wine? This is rare, Xuemei is labor-intensive..." It can't be sold at a high price, and it can't be mass-produced, so although it is a Nanyang specialty, the profit is thin, and gradually there are fewer wine shops willing to brew.The shopkeeper worked day and night without sleep, and worked for three days and three nights before he got a jar as long as an adult's arm.Everyone at the table gets one cup for each person, and there will be no more.

Fortunately, the snow in Nanyang is tight this year, and it has not stopped since the first snow fell.All the guests admired the snowy scenery with the snow plums, and occasionally chanted a few innocuous and sour poems to be elegant, suitable for the occasion and comfortable.

A Xiang served the food, and the shopkeeper took the lead in expressing his gratitude, and the banquet gradually became lively as the toasts were mixed.

"Nan Shuang, I want you to pay respects." The shopkeeper was a little drunk, his figure was swaying, his eyes were covered with mist, but he spoke clearly, "This time, it is really thanks to your help!" He was grateful and had already thanked you. I have passed me many times, but I still haven't finished it. I hold a cup in both hands, regardless of whether I want to drink with him or not, and drink it with my back.

Leaving me frowning at the full wine glass.

"This is the wine toasted by the shopkeeper, it must be drunk dry!" A Xiang winked, and pulled the shopkeeper's lady over to make a fuss.The shopkeeper lady nodded neatly, raised her hand to hold my wine cup, and vigorously poured the wine into my stomach.

"Cough, cough, cough!" I was choking and coughing, but the shopkeeper's wife turned her head away with a smile, pretending that she didn't see my miserable situation.

Ah Xiang took pleasure in my misfortune, patted me on the back and said in distaste: "Why are you so useless? You need to practice more, how can there be such a wine girl who can't drink? It's embarrassing to our wine shop!"

"Unreasonable! According to you, if you haven't killed a pig, you can't eat pork?" Restricted by the rudimentary purification technology, the Three Kingdoms has no strong alcohol, but even white water can't withstand the reckless pouring of the shopkeeper's wife.I rushed over to let Ah Xiang feel the taste of drinking too. She straightened up vigilantly, covered the wine bottle in a self-deceiving manner, and rushed out the door at an incredible speed.

At the banquet, there were three rounds of drinking.

The shopkeeper thanked him countless times in one night, and after eating several bowls of yellow soup, his tongue had long been unable to make out the words.But he was in a great mood, humming a ditty that he couldn't find Nanbei and rummaging through the wine shop with great interest, until he wiped all the bottles and goblets on the ground before he stopped, and he put his arm on a good friend's shoulder, good brothers He rolled up his sleeves and started punching.

"Come on! Drink!" He Dacheng ran past holding the wine jar, and was dragged to a table by an unfamiliar man, who tried to persuade him to drink.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, I left the table quietly.

No matter in the previous life or in this life, I can't taste the beauty of wine. I just feel that it is as bitter as good medicine. I can drink less and never drink too much.When I went to the thatched cottage to deliver snow plum wine yesterday, I also asked Kong Ming about the psychology of wine lovers.Kong Ming shook the feather fan twice, and smiled slightly with his eyebrows bent: "A gentleman is good at drinking, so he has a certain elegance and flair."

The word romantic is not a compliment in later generations, but it was highly respected during the Three Kingdoms period.I curled my lips, and objected: "It's nice to say, but in my opinion, it's just a bunch of lofty and self-proclaimed scholars entertaining themselves."

Many celebrities drink well.But the morale of a celebrity can't be covered by a few glasses of water and wine.Without real talent and real learning, even if you can learn the elegant posture of sipping a drink, it is not in shape.Nanyang is known as the gathering place of elegant people, but when the flames of war hit, the first to abandon the city and flee were these proud celebrities and elegant scholars.

I was puzzled and said: "King Ping'an convinced people with virtue, promised not to bully the people, not to massacre the city, and not to take a penny from the people. Why are there so many rich families moving north?"

"It is not bullying the people that scares away the rich." The window is slightly opened, and the mulberry tree that is more than ten years old outside has been moved.The gorgeous sunset glow came from the other side of the sky, shining on Lin Yuejie's newly built low wall, the snow light was dazzling.Kong Ming spread my calligraphy homework on the table, drew circles on the paper with a brush dipped in cinnabar, and said with two purposes: "War needs money to support it, and raising troops consumes food for a long time. The King of Ping'an has his name. There was never a feudal city, and now that we have promised not to search from the common people, we can only take the rich households."

"That's not necessarily the case." I disagreed. "Although the royal family is weak, it has accumulated countless rare treasures over the generations, and any of them is worth a fortune." Leaving the palace, would he wave his hand without taking a piece of cloud with him?It is said that a fist-sized luminous pearl sold for a sky-high price of tens of millions of baht on the black market a while ago. If such a treasure was said to be dormant among the people, I would not believe it.

Kongming laughed and said: "Selling things can make a family rich, but it can't live an army. King Ping'an's plan is very big. Even if he robs the palace treasure house, he will eventually run out of ammunition and food. At this moment, his power is not stable, and he is eager to seek fame. I would like to exchange small profits for support, even if there are occasional rich people who are ignorant of current affairs, and have not seen drastic methods. But this move may not last long, and when he has established a firm foothold and his wings have grown, he should have a different situation."

Celebrity families are not afraid of sponsoring money, but any family that can stand firm in troubled times knows how to judge the situation, even if it is risking their lives, the key is whether King Pingan can afford their investment.

A few days ago, King Ping'an had set up the banner of the uprising army in Xinye, and pointed his finger at Cao Cao who "holds the emperor to order the princes", and threatened to go straight to Xudu to save Liu Xie, who was under house arrest.Although his pretense of "Qing Emperor's side" is high-sounding, everyone in the world knows well that if King Ping'an takes control of Xudu, the emperor of Han will definitely be replaced by someone else.In the royal family, it is common for brothers to win the throne. King Pingan has the blood of the former emperor and has the name of orthodoxy on his head. He is not the same as Cao Cao, Sun Quan and other princes who intend to "steal the country".He was born as a "king", and he took over from his own family. He has just started to respond like a cloud, and he has a strong limelight.But at the same time, Cao Cao is entrenched in the north, Sun Quan is in charge of Jiangdong, Zhang Lu has won the worship of all people with five buckets of rice, and Liu Biao and Liu Zhang are weak, but they have decades of accumulated achievements in the local area and cannot be shaken easily.In comparison, Liu Xi's troops of less than [-] were like weak ants, vulnerable to a single blow.

Although Conglong's achievements are tempting, when the possibility of success is slim, the only warriors who are willing to fight the fire are the true loyalists of the Han Dynasty.And such people are very few.

Kong Ming returned the hemp paper after drawing the circle to me. He was still wearing white clothes, but since I left the thatched cottage, my mentality has changed a lot. I am no longer the girl who easily fell into a nympho.I raised my head and asked him: "Sir once said that only the Han Dynasty is the orthodox of the country. Now that King Ping'an is doing something, do you want to follow?"

"Recently, I have been watching the sky at night. The emperor star is weak, and the chaos has emerged. King Ping'an has a lot to do." Kong Ming looked at me, with a faint flash of light in his eyes, "But I am a commoner, unknown, and I have not been recommended. I rashly seek refuge. It's not beautiful."

A celebrity coming out of the mountain is like a new emperor ascending the throne. If he can pretend to decline and get repeated invitations, he can gain a reputation of being indifferent to fame and fortune.I originally thought that Liu Bei visited the thatched cottage three times because he had nothing to do with Kongming, but now listening to Kongming’s words, it’s more likely that he did it on purpose: “Sir, you care about these false names?” The appearance of having to do it is really a test of acting skills.

Kong Ming's face was not red, and his heart was not beating. He spread his hands and said frankly: "Kong Ming is also a layman, he is reluctant to make achievements, and he is willing to work hard to get a famous name in history."

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My teeth were sour and I said: "Originally Xu Shu went to recommend Zhuge, but Liu Bei and his younger brother Gu Maolu were able to pass on a good story, but unfortunately I blocked it. Although King Ping'an is right in front of him, Liu Biao regards him as a scourge and ordered his soldiers to go to the border. The security is strict, and it is absolutely impossible to let him go to Nanyang to seek talents. If you want to wait for King Ping'an to come to invite you, I am afraid that you may not be able to do so until the flowers are all withered."

"Then we have to wait." Kong Ming didn't take it seriously, and for some reason he was quite happy, and hummed "Liang Fu Yin": "Step out of the gate of Qicheng, and look at Dangyin Li. There are three tombs in it, and they are very similar... "

I covered my ears and reminded him: "This is a funeral song. It's sad and sad. If you sing too much, it's unlucky!"

Kong Ming was unmoved, and continued to sing: "Strength can row Nanshan, Wen Neng is invincible. Once he was slandered, two peaches killed three scholars..."