Qin Huaidao took two steps back, quietly dodging Cheng Yaojin's thick palm, bowed solemnly, bowed, held the courtesy of a junior, and said straight to the point: "Mr. Cheng, I came here to say goodbye. This is a badge. My father has passed away."
, I am uneasy and find it difficult to be on duty. I hope Duke Cheng will approve it."
"What the hell did you say? Say it again?" Cheng Yaojin's hair suddenly exploded and his small eyes widened. He didn't want an official career that no one else could ask for. What kind of behavior is that?
The title is just a false position. What will you do after you lose your official status? Just eat and die and wait for death? You have to have the strength to survive before you can just wait for death. Qin Qiong is gone, and now you have offended the Wang family. Without the protection of your official status, you will die faster.
However, Qin Huaidao was determined to resign and did not want to work for Li Er. Since Li Er came to the throne, he has been hesitant and has lost his former bloody spirit and decisiveness. How aggrieved will he be?
Besides, the next step is the battle over the country. The best way to kill people is to avoid them. In ten or eight years, Li Er will grow old, Li Zhi will ascend the throne, and Empress Wu will usurp the throne. The whole court will be frightened by the same killings.
It's too dangerous and too frustrating. It's better to go back and become a rich man and marry several beautiful wives and concubines to make it worthwhile to come to the Tang Dynasty.
In my previous life, I lived for my country without any regrets.
But in this life, Qin Huaidao only wanted to live for himself and the people around him.
Thoughts flashed through his mind, and Qin Huaidao said firmly: "Mr. Cheng Guo, I have made up my mind!"
"Damn it!"
Cheng Yaojin came to the door angrily, made sure no one was around, returned, and asked in a low voice: "Nephew, tell me, but your heart is broken because of the emperor's compromise with the Wang family? Although brother Qin is gone, but
I'm not dead yet, and there are still a bunch of brothers from back then, so what are you afraid of?"
Qin Huaidao smiled. Cheng Yaojin was indeed rough and subtle, and he also valued friendship. He explained: "It has nothing to do with the Holy Master. It's just that I don't want to have an official career for the time being. I will trouble Shibo later when I figure it out."
"Boy, don't be stupid. This kind of thing can be big or small, and you can't be willful. I heard that the Holy One is preparing to cultivate you, and a great future is right in front of you."
When Qin Huaidao heard about his decision to leave, he became more and more determined. Once he was cultivated by Li Er, he would inevitably be involved in various whirlpools of fighting. It was too late to hide, and he was afraid that he would die faster. He put his belt card respectfully on the table next to him and stepped back two steps.
Step, said nothing, turned and left.
Seeing Qin Huaidao's determination, Cheng Yaojin became even more furious. He rushed up, grabbed Qin Huaidao's shoulders, and was about to lift Qin Huaidao into the house. He used his fists to enlighten him, but he found that his hands were loosened, followed by a huge counter-shock force.
Hearing this, he couldn't help but step back.
"hiss--"
Cheng Yaojin looked at Qin Huaidao who walked out of the door in shock, and then looked at his palms as thick as cattail leaf fans. An unreal feeling came to his heart. He was actually broken free. Has this kid's skill improved again? Could it be that he really realized it from around him?
Is there any peerless martial arts? No, then we can’t let people leave. Military generals should stay in the army and make achievements.
"stop!"
Cheng Yaojin chased after him and said, "What are you doing? What will you do if you lose your official position? How will you live in the future? Get back here right now."
Qin Huaidao waved his hand and left in a hurry without looking back. Although he was grateful for Cheng Yaojin's concern and retention, Li Er's side was a fire pit and he had to get out as soon as possible.
Cheng Yaojin rushed forward in a hurry, stood in front of Qin Huaidao and said hurriedly: "Boy, listen to me, don't act recklessly. Resigning is not a child's play. If your Majesty accuses you, it will be disrespectful."
Disrespect is a crime, which can be serious or minor, and can lead to beheading.
Of course Qin Huaidao had thought of this, but he was ready to make a bet on Li Er's favor towards Qin Qiong, and on Li Er's face. If he really cut off his own head, it would be a disgrace to other princes, and the nobles' hearts would be up to him. Come on.
I will never use it, and I don’t intend to pursue an official career anyway. It would be better if I don’t use it.
He took a wrong step and stepped forward, avoiding Cheng Yaojin and continuing forward. He said at the same time: "Uncle Cheng, I know what I am doing. Please tell your majesty that I have to observe filial piety for three years and have no intention of pursuing an official career. Please forgive me."
Don't talk too much, leave room for yourself, and give Li Er some room to step down.
As a human being, Qin Huaidao still understands this aspect of human nature.
"Huh?"
Cheng Yaojin was startled by Qin Huaidao's strange movement, with an expression as if he had seen a ghost. When he realized what he was doing, he had already gone away. Soon, there was a bit of surprise and admiration in his eyes, and he hurriedly left from the side door, went straight to Tai Chi Hall, and resigned.
It's a small matter, but it depends on who resigns. Qin Huaidao has a special status and is too involved to allow Cheng to bite Jin Mahu.
Qin Huaidao came out of Nanya and was thinking about a plan to make money. Food could be grown and raised, and wine could be brewed by himself. The only trouble was hops.
BBQ with cold beer, the more you drink, the better!
But beer without hops has no soul. There are currently no hops on the market, so we have to send people to find them. After thinking all the way, back to the house unknowingly, Qin Huaidao came in and shouted: "Uncle Jia, Uncle Jia."
Jia Youcai was worried about the safety of Qin Huaidao, so he was waiting nearby. When he heard the shouting, he hurried over and said, "Young Master, what are your orders?"
"Is there anyone in your family or village who was born in Ganzhou, Suzhou or Jiannan Road?" Qin Huaidao asked. Zhangye is now called Ganzhou, Jiuquan is called Suzhou, and Sichuan is called Jiannan Road. Back then, when he was helping out at Lao Banzhang's BBQ Bar
I know that hops grow in these places, which are the boundaries of the Tang Dynasty. They used to be relatively safe and were also produced in Qinghai. But now they are called Tuyuhun, and they are enemies of the Tang Dynasty. It was too dangerous in the past.
"I have to ask, what is the young master planning to do?" Jia Youcai asked curiously.
"Find someone and ask something."
"Here!" Jia Youcai hurried away.
Qin Huaidao quickly walked into the study. He was not used to the brush, so he asked He'er to find charcoal, sharpen it, and slowly draw according to the appearance of hops in his memory. The elite warriors of future generations must master sketching skills to facilitate the description of the terrain they see, target features, etc.
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Soon, a sketch appeared on the paper, lifelike and ready to be drawn out.
Jia Youcai led several people in. They were amazed by the pictures. He'er's eyes were shining with stars. Seeing Qin Huaidao looking over, he immediately lowered his head shyly. His ears were red. He didn't know what he was thinking.
Youcai said excitedly: "Young Master is a great talent, what is this?"
"It's a very important thing. Take a look. Do you recognize it?"
Everyone looked at it carefully and thought about it.
Qin Huaidao explained: "This is a perennial climbing herbaceous plant. The stems, branches and petioles are densely covered with hairs and barbed thorns. The leaves are oval or broadly oval, with an acute apex, a heart-shaped or nearly round base, and a coarsely serrated edge.
, the surface is densely covered with small stinging hairs, the petiole is no longer than the blade, the bracts are arranged in an imbricate shape into a nearly spherical spike, the fruit is cone-shaped, and the achenes are flat.”
"Young Master." A sallow man suddenly shouted.
Qin Huaidao looked at the other party, full of expectation.
The other party hurriedly said: "I don't understand what the young master is talking about, but looking at the drawing, I have seen this thing in the mountains behind my hometown. I am not sure, and I don't know if it is still useful now."
"Great, where is your hometown?"
"Ganzhou."
"How long has it been since you went back?"
"Back to you, young master. After joining the army ten years ago, he followed the general and fought in all directions. He has not returned yet, and I don't know what is going on at home." The other party's expression darkened as he spoke.
It is not easy to visit relatives in this day and age. You need a road guide, and you need customs clearance documents to go to the border. In addition, the journey is far away. A person is killed by bandits and bandits in minutes, and even arrested and thrown into a dark underground mine to work as a coolie. It is very dangerous.
No one dares to run around alone unless their force is amazing or they are accompanied by a caravan.
Qin Huaidao said with some sympathy: "Uncle Jia, I went to get the road guidance and customs clearance documents in my name, and said I was going to Ganzhou to visit relatives."
The matter was so important that Qin Huaidao decided to make a trip himself to avoid admitting his mistake and wasting time.
With yourself around, safety is more secure.
"Young Master, it's not safe on the road. Just lead the team." Jia Youcai said quickly, showing a bit of worry.
"It doesn't matter, it's settled, Luo Zhang, you can go with me."
"Here!" Luo Zhang agreed nonchalantly.
Jia Youcai saw that Qin Huaidao had already made up his mind and could not persuade him any more, so he made up his mind to choose the most skilled person to accompany him to ensure nothing went wrong.