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Volume 1 Chapter 218 Rebellion with you?  !

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    "Wuji has met his uncle and met the Duke of Chu." In addition to the old uncle, there is also Yang Xuangan who is traveling hand in hand with the old uncle. I dare not neglect and quickly salute these two.  And Li Shimin was also very polite.  "Excuse me. Nephew Shimin, your father is looking for you behind. He thought you were lagging behind. It doesn't look like you and Wuji are walking together." The old uncle smiled and stroked his beard and smiled at Li Shimin.  road.  "Father, are you looking for me behind? Elders, brother Wuji, please forgive me for being rude." Li Shimin hurriedly left and rode off towards the road.  "Today's scene was also performed by my nephew, right?" Yang Xuangan rode up to my side, looked me up and down and laughed loudly.  Naturally, I had to be humble. After chatting for a few words, Yang Xuangan invited my uncle and me to his house to have a drink and brag. I really couldn't refuse, so I could only ask the soldiers around me to go back and report the news, and followed me obediently.  The old uncle and Yang Xuangan headed towards the Chu State Duke's Mansion.  Entering the extremely luxurious Chu State Duke's Mansion, I followed these two elders and squatted in the hall to drink. I saw again, yes, I saw the Invincible Eastern version of Brigitte Lin, the Invincible Eastern version of Fan Bingbing, and the Invincible Eastern version.  Lin Chiling And Sister Qingxia came to my desk to wait for me a drink just like she did last year.  "Young master, please use it." "Thank you very much." He sipped the wine presented by Sister Qingxia and looked at the two old men murmuring together obscenely. This scene was really very similar, exactly the same as the scene last year.  I really didn't know that the two old men had so many gossips about Mao.  Just as I was sighing with emotion, Sister Qingxia showed a faint smile and bowed as a courtesy.  "Master Changsun, I apologize to you for the dispute last year." "What was the dispute about?" I was a little curious, what did I argue with this girl last year?  "Last year, I thought that the million-strong army of the Sui Dynasty could defeat Goguryeo in one battle, but you, the master, did not think so, so we had a dispute. Unexpectedly, the master's words came true one by one." Sister Qingxia said softly.  After sighing, a pair of clear eyes fell on my face.  "The talent of the young master is indeed comparable to that of someone like this slave." "It's just a guess. No one will know the final result until the war is over." I said a little uncomfortably, well, the look in this girl's eyes  It was too bright, which made me feel secretly angry.  "But the young master was so sure at that time, or in other words, he had firm confidence in the failure of the Sui Dynasty." Sister Qingxia's voice was very small, but when I heard it, it was like thunder in my ears, and my young master's eyes were dead.  Staring at this girl's pretty face, I wanted to slap myself in the face. Damn it, why does Mao always like to show off in front of pretty girls? If Sister Qingxia says this, my young master will lose his life.  Even if you can keep it, I'm afraid you will have to suffer a lot.  "Don't worry, sir, this slave will not tell outsiders these words." This girl looked very smart. She saw my eyes and expression, and there was still a faint smile on her pretty face, and what she said finally made me happy.  I feel a little at ease.  "Could it be that the young master doesn't trust me?" A pair of watery eyes fell on my face, looking so frank.  "Of course not. If you wanted to say it out, you would have said it a long time ago. Why wait until now." I couldn't help but laugh. Yes, I said these words not only to that old guy Yang Xiong, but also to that bastard friend.  Told her.  ¡°Perhaps, her trusting eyes made me reveal those words in front of a beautiful girl I had never met.  "I am deeply grateful that the young master can trust me so much. Please" Sister Qingxia's mutton-fat jade-like hands held up another glass of fine wine and handed it over.  This young master took it without ceremony and drank it in one gulp.  "By the way, I'm brave, I want to offer you one more cup. I wonder if you will allow me?" Sister Qingxia relaxed her wrist, filled another cup, and handed it to me.  "Uh, what does this mean?" I really don't understand why this girl wants to respect me.  I have already drunk the wine I just apologized for. Could it be that this girl has taken a liking to me and wants to make me guilty, and then steal my wealth and sex?  ¡°Well, it seems that after drinking too much, my thoughts have become weird.  Even weird ideas appeared.  Sister Qingxia¡¯s face turned a little red. It seemed that my evil thoughts just now attracted evil eyes, which made the girl feel pressure. Well that must be the case.  "I would like to thank you for writing those dramas that make people fall in love or hate them." Sister Qingxia lowered her head, with a hint of shame in her voice.  "Oh, this is nothing. They are all things I made when I was bored. Have you ever seen it?" I smiled awkwardly, picked up the wine cup to cover my feverish face, and drank a full drink.  After a glass of wine, he wiped his mouth and said curiously.  "Unless I have something to do, I almost never do anything." Sister Qingxia raised her head, her watery eyes reflected the brilliance of her wings under the light.  There is adoration and a trace of indifference?? emotions.  "Whether it's "The Orphan of Zhao", or "The Injustice of Dou E", or "Mulan"" Sister Qingxia started counting with her fingers here, and the titles of each drama were exactly the same.  , listening to what she just said, I didn¡¯t expect that this girl is actually an avid theater fan.  "Have you seen all of these?" I couldn't help but asked in surprise.  "Of course, it's a pity that although I have met the young master several times, it is a pity that the young master is busy, so it is not easy for me to disturb you. Moreover, every time the young master watches a play, he will always sit on the second floor terrace at the front on the left.  "Sister Qingxia smiled slightly, lifted the wine pot, and filled the wine cup.  "You can go out often?" This makes me really curious. Sister Qingxia doesn't seem to be a slave, but more like an employee. An ordinary servant. Unless something happens, who can come and go at will?  "Well, the prince is very kind to his slaves and others, and he won't care about these little things." Sister Qingxia winked playfully and said, with a faint dimple appearing on her cheek.  "I really didn't expect that Yang Xuangan was such a generous person, but that's right. If he wasn't generous and good at dancing, he wouldn't be able to gather a rebel army, and he wouldn't have more than a thousand diners.  "Good nephew, good nephew?" At this moment, I heard the greeting and looked up, just in time to see Yang Xuangan, whose face was red from drinking, smiling and waving to me, and next to me, my upright  Uncle, I am already snoring at my desk. It seems that I have already fought heroically against Yang Xuangan.  I sat opposite Yang Xuangan, and while Sister Qingxia continued to pour us wine and serve the dishes, Yang Xuangan looked at me carefully for a long time, and then he smiled and said: "My dear nephew, I know that you are extremely intelligent and far-sighted. Listen to me.  What my uncle said was that when the emperor launched his army last year, you were not optimistic about our army going north to conquer Goguryeo. At that time, it was really unbelievable to me, but only after arriving in Liaodong did I realize that my nephew had hit the mark. " "Now,  Your Majesty intends to conquer Goguryeo again. In my opinion, can this battle be won?" Yang Xuangan still had a friendly smile on his face, but his question was too sharp.  "Thismaybe we can win. However, in the battle to destroy the country, there are too many factors that determine victory or defeat. It is difficult for my nephew to determine whether I, the Sui Dynasty, can decide in one battle." The most important thing is that you  When the time came, the old boy rebelled, allowing Yang Guang to crawl back after only half of his attack. In the end, he failed to capture Goguryeo, but instead rushed back to kill you, full of anger.  "Oh? It seems that the wise nephew is still not optimistic about this northern expedition to Goguryeo." Yang Xuangan's eyes lit up, and he returned to normal. However, his right hand, which was already on his lap but had been grasped, had been exposed.  affected his mood.  "Yes, in my opinion, no matter how prepared we are for this battle, the winning rate will still not exceed 30%." I took a deep breath and sighed softly, no matter what, for someone like Yang Xuangan who is determined to rebel,  My opinions are just for reference at most. Besides, what if the emperor wins the Northern Campaign?  I remember that according to historical records, Yang Xuangan raised his troops in May, and Yang Guang withdrew his troops from Liaodong in June. It can be seen that Yang Xuangan had already made preparations, waiting for Yang Guang to be trapped in the battlefield of Goguryeo and unable to escape, before he raised his troops again.  .  "Your Majesty is too impatient. Now, Your Majesty is recruiting troops aggressively to go to Liaodong, and Shandong is in ruins. If your Majesty's army goes to Liaodong, I am afraid there will be chaos in the country again." Yang Xuangan's eyes flashed with light, and he caressed.  He stroked his long beard and narrowed his eyes with a very kind expression.  "My dear nephew, I know that you are both capable and wise, and now I am under the orders of the Emperor to organize and supervise the transportation of grain and grass. I wonder if my dear nephew would be willing to help me?" After hearing this, I almost subconsciously said  Shaking his head, grandma, with you, that is a job that will lead to death. I don¡¯t want to be the first time traveler to die because of rebellion.  If you want to choose to rebel, you have to choose a good time, and you have to choose the right person. To follow this guy who will definitely finish his game and raise the banner of rebellion. This young master is like a grasshopper who has traveled through time and space, a typical person seeking death.  I first showed a look of astonishment and surprise, and then fell into deep thought. After a long time, I showed an expression of reluctance to leave. I bowed deeply to Yang Xuangan and said in a deep voice: "Uncle's love for me really makes me sad."  Ji is ashamed. Although Wuji is also a child of the Wu family, he has never been proficient in swords, weapons, bows and horses. What's more, his mother is weak and his sister-in-law is young. If Wuji leaves home, there won't even be anyone in the family who can make decisions" Yang Xuangan frowned slightly.  He frowned and then nodded: "That's right, I am Meng Lang, so don't blame me for your virtuous nephew."
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