In the yard, the moon was shining brightly.
Su Yun and Li Qing stood together in the middle of the yard, and the little mud was standing at the door in fear, as if he wanted to enter but did not dare to enter.
Just now, I just went out to eat the mooncakes brought by the mound. Because I was worried about the adult's safety, I came back before finishing eating, so I saw the lady taking someone in a daze in the yard.
But the middle-aged stare at him just now was a bit scary.
Just like when a general stared at himself on the battlefield, he was very majestic and oppressive.
Li Qing smiled and said, "This poem is very good. On the city wall just now, all the poems are not as good as this poem."
"Su Lu, what is the name of this poem?"
Li Qing asked through the window.
Su Lu Xindao mud is also making a fuss, Xiaoyun and Li Qing are in the yard, what is the fuss about.
"Silent Night Thinking"
Li Qing said straightforwardly: "I don't think it is called Mid-Autumn Huaiyuan."
Su Lu was very upset when he heard this. Is this something I can change? That grandson named Li Bai, and I didn't write it.
Pushing the door open impatiently, Su Lu told Xiao Mu Ba and said, "Mu Mu, go, get me some food, I have been sleeping for a day now, and my hungry chest is stuck to my back."
Su Yun took the little mud to make dinner, Li Qing muttered a few quiet nights, turned around and went out excitedly.
"I went to the city wall and let Lao Tang and the few scholars see what is good poetry."
Su Lu's heart is not good, he copied other people's poems, and he will be pressed on his head again.
But this broken place, no mobile phone, no TV, no Internet, no news, I only have this hobby of memorizing poems. If this is also quit, how can I live?
In the yard, only Su Lu and the middle-aged man in wide-clothes and brocade were left.
Su Lu casually sat down on the stone bench in the yard. The middle-aged man watched Su Lu sit down, and also sat down on the stone bench. Looking at Su Lu, he spoke with majesty.
"I'm Li Dingyuan, and you are Su Lu?"
Su Lu raised his eyebrows: "Old Li, this is wrong with you. You have all come to my house. I don't know my name is Su Lu. Seeing that you came with Li Qing, you should be a relative of your size. Nobody's Li Qing is a bit clever."
Li Dingyuan opened his mouth, his face was red and his ears were red, and he didn't speak for a long time.
Su Lu's eyes slanted and Li Dingyuan glanced: "You have a bad mental quality, Lao Li, you are also a family of honorable people, and your ancestors were officials who depended on wars. Whenever there is a big event, you will be quiet. When I say a few words, you will be blushing. I'm afraid it's impossible to fight a war."
Li Dingyuan laughed suddenly, and said casually: "You are right. I am really not good at fighting, so I won't fight now."
Su Lu nodded, took the hot soup and noodle bowl from the little mud, and ordered:
"Give this some tea. Mud, your kid is very eye-catching. Why have you forgotten things lately?"
Little Mud panicked in an instant: "This, this, my lord, have I shown it already?"
Li Dingyuan interrupted next to him and said, "This is something that can't be helped. This kid is practicing the resurrection gong, right? The third level gong will be tortured for a hundred days, and it's normal to forget something."
Su Lu just remembered that what Little Mud and his beggars had practiced was the Resurrection Kungfu. This method does not require high qualifications, but requires high toughness. If one cannot bear it, it will turn into ashes.
Su Lu took the buns and looked at Li Dingyuan:
"Listen to the old brother's tone, you should have practiced it too, um, seeing people practice this technique, is there any way to relieve the suffering of the mud?"
Li Dingyuan sneered when he heard the words: "There are natural ways to relieve pain, but why should I give it to you?"
Su Lu put down the steamed buns upon hearing the words, patted the table and said:
"Come, come, let's talk about it, you want money or food, poems or poems, you want to learn, you want to make a fortune or build a country, but I will get you everything you can think of."
Su Yun, who came in with tea, felt that his brother was abnormal again, and he was bragging about his subjects. This Master Li is no ordinary person.
"Brother, why are you on the table, Master Li didn't offend you."
Su Lusan jumped off the table and said with a smile: "I was so excited, I heard that there is a way to alleviate the pain of the Resurrection Technique, so I wanted to make an equivalent exchange with Lao Li."
"Equivalent exchange?"
Li Dingyuan narrowed his eyes and looked at Su Lu with a playful smile on his face:
"Well, yes, not only does your kid write good poems, but the level of refining is also very good. Every time there is a big event, there is calmness, and the exchange of equal value is good."
"I really have a mental method here. With the resurrection of power and cultivation, after a special process, the possibility of success is still very high."
Su Yun next to Li Dingyuan was blessed when he heard the words: "Yun'er thanked the lord on behalf of the second mud girl."
Li Dingyuan narrowed his eyes:
"This is the secret of the imperial palace. I have paid a lot of money to learn this mental method. You just said that you can use the methods of building a country, making a fortune, and managing strategies?"
Su Lu feels that he should be humble at this time, after all, the risk factor is too high.
Su Yun said next to him: "Er Niu and Xiao Si are always up and down every night, and they forget things very badly. Today I gave you the wrong medicine because Xiao Si and Er Niu have forgotten things."
Su Lu shuddered. There were no servants at home, only the two mud girls and the others were waiting for him. Thinking about forgetting to put salt in the dishes to be eaten in the future, adding arsenic to the rice, this mentality must be obtained.
"Despite the price, Lao Li, as long as you feel that the price is appropriate, Su Lu will never say anything."
Li Dingyuan squeezed his chin, and his tone was full of playfulness: "If you talk about equal value exchange, the song Quiet Night Thought just now should be considered this way, but it is before the transaction, so I won't count it."
Su Lu was happy when he heard the words, "It's simple, I'll make a few more poems for you, to make sure it's not worse than Jingye Sisi."
Li Dingyuan was surprised, leaning forward, and finally resisted the urge to ask for poetry:
"No, there is already Jing Ye Si tonight. This Mid-Autumn Festival belongs to Jing Ye Si. There should be no other poems competing with Jing Ye Si."
"Let's talk about something else, establish a country, make a fortune, and manage strategy. You are a general. You have been invincible since your army, and your military strategy is top-notch. Then we will come one by one."
"The poems have already said, then establish the country, and you can comment on the establishment of the country. If you are the emperor of the Han country, how can you establish the country and govern the Han country well."
Su Lu looked at Li Dingyuan in surprise:
"Old Li. This matter, I have to make it clear to you, treason is a big crime, and it is a crime for the Nine Clan. If I give you an idea, it won't happen, it's too dangerous, you can't do this thing."
Li Dingyuan snorted coldly: "My name is Li, can you still think of who I am?"
Su Lu looked at Li Dingyuan, analyzed and said:
"The emperor? No, the son of a thousand gold can't sit down in the hall, and the Xuan Mansion is full of flames. Even if the emperor wants to come, the courtiers will definitely not agree."
"The prince? You won't really be the prince, are you?"
Li Dingyuan snorted coldly: "You kid is smart."
Su Lu said: "Then I'll just say a few words, don't just say anything."
"Han is a land of hundreds of battles, with Tulle in the north, continuous wars, and Datang, Western Qin, and Eastern Qi in the south. All are prosperous and powerful countries. Only I, Han, is in a crack, struggling to survive."
Li Dingyuan's face was gloomy and he sighed, "It is true. Whenever I think about this, I can't sleep at night, especially now, in the northern border of Tuleko, the flames have been blazing for more than half a year, but Lao Luodu has been unable to leave. , I am worried too."
Su Lu picked up the bowl of noodles and started drinking soup. Seeing what Lao Li looked like, he had to praise him later, no, shake him well, otherwise this mentality would not be easy.
"The southern side is easy to handle, close distance and close offensive, vertical and horizontal, the West Qin and the Tang Dynasty are not in harmony, and the border with our Han country is scarce, and the West Qin is poor, sending envoys, Xu relied heavily on benefits, and each other became allies and each other's horns. Anti-Datang."
Li Dingyuan's eyes narrowed: "Above the court, all the ministers said that the Western Qin Dynasty is a country of good warfare, and the land of tigers and wolves.
"Datang has long lived in the anointed place in the Central Plains. The country is prosperous and the people are strong. It is hostile to it. Emperor Tang is furious, and our Han country is in danger."
Su Lu is ridiculous: "Does the minister say that he should pay tribute to Emperor Tang and be his ministers.
I said, Lao Li, Tang Jun destroyed the Western Qin Dynasty, and when he came to clean up my Han country, the ministers continued to call the Emperor Tang. As for you, the head of Xiaoshou, the family was uprooted. "
Li Dingyuan stood up suddenly, his face was as cold as water, and looked at Su Lu.
"Do you dare to threaten...this king!"