Because he was in a hurry that night, he didn't have much preparation. He just ate something briefly and then returned to his bedroom. In the countryside, although the house was simple, it was also sparse and chic. There was a back door to the room, and a shelf outside the back door.
The wooden corridor on the water, with its guardrails and wooden corridor, is located along a river.
The left and right rooms and the front room were all occupied by Yang Hao's family. Only then did the housekeeper Li Qingfeng get the opportunity to enter the bedroom, discuss with Yang Hao secretly for a long time, and then left the room.
As soon as Li Qingfeng went out, Yang Hao lay on the couch with his clothes on, thinking carefully about his future.
Yu Luo is bold and careful, and has a sharp tongue, so you can rest assured that this important matter can be entrusted to her. And Luo Kedi is not a reckless person. He can naturally understand how to act according to the situation and does not need to worry about it himself. I am afraid that if he goes on this journey,
There are murderous intentions everywhere, but Jisi Tang's plan is also very thorough. Gongsun Qing and Wang Baocai cannot do it openly, but can only use some conspiracy and tricks. With the help of Jisi Tang, they may not be able to reach Luzhou safely.
The main problem now is: King Wei.
If the generals support Zhao Dezhao and he rebels, then he must follow the previous instructions and raise troops to follow. Now that he has accepted the blood edict from the empress, if he does not move, he will be reviled by the world and will no longer be able to stand morally.
.As for sending troops to help, he, the envoy, can legitimately become the auxiliary minister. If Zhao Dezhao can defeat Zhao Guangyi, then he will be full-fledged and able to gain a foothold in the northwest. If King Dezhao of Wei is defeated, he can also retreat to Luzhou.
, picked up again the strategy of using the Khitan to control the Song Dynasty, and using the Song Dynasty to control the Khitan, just like Luzhou was in the cracks of the three political forces in the past, but was able to stand firm, taking advantage of the mutual fear between the two powers
, make sure you are safe and sound.
Although this idea is different from the current strategy of taking Yinzhou first, unifying Hengshan, and then replacing Xiazhou to establish the northwest, it is a different approach and the result is the same.
Now he is like a small boat on the sea, with strong winds and huge waves in front of him, and undercurrents and rocks under his feet. Although his destination has been set, how to get there, whether to go straight, go around, or temporarily
There are many options for taking shelter from the wind and crossing the strait. They must change according to the time and place. It is the most stupid thing to stick to the original plan and ignore the changes in navigation conditions. In the end, it will only end up with the ship capsized and people killed.
However, although the hatred for killing his father is irreconcilable, no matter how cowardly King Wei is, he will not turn a blind eye to such a great hatred. But can he command the three armies and let the generals in the army continue to serve him and move forward indomitably? Now Zhao Dezhao,
Does he have this prestige and ability? Yang Hao is very doubtful.
If he can't, then he can only endure it. In this case, he will still have to follow the original plan to capture Yinzhou first, consolidate the foundation, and then capture Xiazhou. This is a political game, and the layout is very important, and today
The layout area left for him is in the northwest of the wilderness.
The current world is like a chess game. The center has been divided into two and is occupied by the Song Dynasty and the Khitan. If he attacks the center, he will inevitably be attacked from all directions and be unable to parry. The more gorgeous the layout, the easier it is to be attacked by opponents; keep a low profile.
A little, step-by-step approach is more likely to succeed than someone who is flashy.
Whether the northwest is his ultimate goal or just a bridgehead for gambling, it is his only and most appropriate choice. By seizing the land and gaining momentum, the northwest will be able to exaggerate his majesty. As for occupying it,
With this situation, whether he can find his own way in the unpredictable political situation is not something he can consider now. It is up to people to make things happen, and it is up to God to make things happen. There are variables every day, and they are changing every day. Who knows?
Woolen cloth.
Those who are good at winning will not fight, those who are good at fighting will not fight, those who are good at fighting will not be defeated, and those who are good at defeating will not be in chaos. As for those who have lost the opportunity, they must be able to tolerate it. They must not hold on to the idea of reaching the sky in one step.
start.
Just as he was thinking about it, the door opened slightly, and a slim maid in green clothes came in with a pot of tea in her hand. She smiled lightly and said to him: "Master, do you want to drink a cup of tea and go to bed, or do you want to take a bath?"
Ichiban? If you want to take a bath, your servant will ask the kitchen to prepare hot water."
Yang Hao stood up and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the maid in green clothes. She had picturesque features and a charming smile. Although she had her hair combed and her expression was elegant, she didn't look like a maid who was used to serving people in their bedrooms.
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Under those crescent-shaped eyebrows, her eyes were as charming as a fox, but when she looked at him, there was a hint of curiosity, as if... someone had heard of his deeds, but now she was seeing him for the first time.
The look that a person should show. Seeing Yang Hao looking at her, the girl's lips slightly raised, revealing a bright and flowery smile. She was a very smart and lovable girl.
Yang Hao stood up and walked over. The maid in green put the teapot gently on the table and took a step back gracefully.
"Your name is..."
Zhu Yun smiled charmingly: "My name is Zhu Yun, sir. You must remember it, so as not to wear a banger in front of others."
"Well... Butler Li is not a real housekeeper, and Miss Zhuyun must not be a real maid either?"
Zhuyun pursed her lips: "Before the master arrived safely in Luzhou, Zhuyun was your maid."
Yang Hao smiled faintly and didn't ask any questions. He sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of tea, held his chin and pondered for a moment, and said: "Well... I'm really tired after all the hard work today. I might as well take a bath.
I'll drink a cup of tea first to refresh myself, and I'll ask the girl to prepare hot water in the kitchen."
"yes!"
Miss Zhuyun lightly bowed her head and smiled softly again: "Zhuyun is now the master's maid. The master must be careful with his words and don't be too polite to the maid."
She turned around gracefully and walked out. Yang Hao noticed that although her waist was like a willow swinging in the wind, it had roots under her feet and she was very nimble in moving forward and back. I am afraid this girl is not like her appearance.
They are so weak as revealed in the book: The housekeeper is not a housekeeper, the maid is not a maid, what are these people hired by Jisi Hall to do in the first place?
The night was already dark, and she was lying on the couch outside in her undressed clothes. Her breath was long and lingering. She seemed to be sleeping soundly. She suddenly opened her eyes. An oil lamp in the room was not extinguished, reflecting her bright and clear beautiful eyes.
A moving brilliance.
She fell to the ground as light as catkins, holding a sword that had long been unsheathed in her hand. Her breathing was still long and long, as if she was sleeping on the couch, but her feet moved like a cat, close to the wall panel, her ears moved slightly, and she leaned against the wall.
Walk forward along the board wall.
Outside, there was a slight rustling sound, like a snake crawling across the dew-covered grass. It was so subtle that most people probably wouldn't notice such a slight, almost non-existent sound.
Following the rustling sound, he walked forward for a moment. A cold light flashed in Zhu Yun's eyes, and he suddenly drew out his sword like lightning. With a "click" sound, the long sword came out through the wall and stopped three inches in front of the hilt. Due to luck,
The sword was extremely fast and only made an inconspicuous "click" sound.
The corners of Zhu Yun's pretty lips curled up slightly, revealing a sarcastic smile. She picked up a sweat towel from her waist, wrapped it around the sword, and quickly pulled it inward without making any more noise. Under the light,
Hidden on the blade
There was still a faint trace of blood. She straightened up as if nothing had happened, and wiped the sword carefully with a sweat towel. After only wiping it twice, she heard a "bang" sound outside, like a heavy object falling to the ground, and then it disappeared again.
Other sounds.
Zhu Yun polished the blade of the sword until it was shining brightly, and put the sword under her nose as if she was a cleanser. She sniffed that there was no smell of blood, then floated back to the couch like a ghost, and lay down on it again.
In the kitchen, Fatty Zhu was humming and singing tuneless songs, and was washing the large bathtub that Yang Haogang had used. Not far behind him, a large pot of hot water was boiling, and the air was billowing.
Fatty Zhu’s name is Zhu Zhiye. He has a round face, a chubby figure, and three chins dangling under his chin, which makes him look extremely rich. According to him, he was originally the most outstanding cook in Yixiaolou because his skills were so good and so
Mr. Wei couldn't let go, so Mr. Taiwei went to Luzhou to open a government office and build a mansion, so he specially brought him with him.
However, others don't know whether his craftsmanship is really that good. He only handles the meals of the Taiwei. Others can only notice that Chef Zhu is very clean. Not only does the dishes wash cleanly, but the pots and pans are also clean.
The basin was washed clean, and there was no smell of oil stains or oil fumes that cooks often have.
No, after boiling hot water to serve Mr. Taiwei to take a bath, he also specially boiled a pot of hot water for himself, intending to take a comfortable hot bath.
Humming and singing a song that was worse than a pig, Fatty Zhu walked to the stove and picked up a ladle. He just scooped out a ladle of hot water. Suddenly he tilted his head and listened, and then stepped out of the door in one stride. Although this
The kitchen in the country is not big, but
He was about ten feet away from the door, but Fatty Zhu, with his fat body, stepped out in one stride. His body was as light as a willow leaf. He was still holding the gourd of hot water in his hand, and even a drop of the water was still in his hand.
Didn't spill.
Fatty Zhu groaned and looked around. The moonlight was pale, and he could only see the dancing shadows of the trees. There was no one in the courtyard. Fatty Zhu looked down at the ladle of hot boiling water, suddenly turned around and went back to the house, picking up a cup that was enough to
Let the three-year-old child take a bath in the huge wooden tub, singing happily while scooping water into it.
Fatty Zhu quickly filled a basin of boiling water. He picked up the wooden basin and went out of the house. A piece of turf in the yard was squirming slightly. The direction was exactly where Yang Hao's house was. As soon as Fatty Zhu came out, the ground was shaking again.
It was calm as usual, with no movement at all. Fatty Zhu carried a large basin full of water, turned his face sideways to avoid the steaming heat, and stood in the courtyard, then poured a large basin of hot water down.
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The grass trembled suddenly, and then there was no movement at all. Fatty Zhu looked at the ground, shook his head, and his three chins swayed together. He sighed and murmured: "I can bear it, of course.
~~~~I can endure it, I admire it, I admire it..."
Fatty Zhu returned to the kitchen with a long sigh. The piece of turf remained motionless. For a long time, the heat on it had completely dissipated. The turf suddenly opened, and a figure flashed out, flashing, and flashing again, as quickly as
Like a spiritual ape, he jumped out of the courtyard wall and flew away as fast as an arrow. After a cup of tea, in the desolate wilderness outside Creation Town, a series of shrill howls of wolves sounded...