Unparalleled Concubine

   Chapter 712 The Grace of Teaching

  In the past, when Li Xin was still a small person, he only asked about the interests, not the right and wrong. This is a very normal adult mentality. Li Xin also taught this sentence to the Ye family's little Houye.

   But before Ye Sheng died, he taught Li Xin another sentence.

   That is, if you have already stood high enough, you might as well ask what is right or wrong before doing things, and then think about the benefits.

   Li Xin listened to this sentence and agreed with it.

   That's why he offended almost the entire Ministry of War with such a tyrannical attitude at this juncture.

After all, if he wants materials, there are many other ways to go. For example, he can ask Taikang directly, or he can go to the household department in person to ask for money. No matter which side he wants, he will give Li Xin a little face and get something. Not difficult.

   It's really not good. He doesn't need so many figures recorded in the Treasury Department's account book. If he only needs half of it, then even if the Treasury Department's inventory is not enough, the officials of the Ministry of War will be willing to fill the gap.

   Li Xin could have many other choices, but he chose this most blunt and "stupid" approach.

The reason for doing this is firstly because it should have been done in the first place, and secondly...because he has already stood high enough that the people in the military can't reach his ankle at all, and there is no way to pull him down, so He was able to offend these people unscrupulously.

   After leaving the Ministry of War, before it was noon, Li Xin got on his Moli horse and walked towards the Yulinwei camp in the south of the city.

   Soon, he arrived at the gate of the Yulinwei camp.

At this time, all the people in Yulinwei's right camp were dragged by Zhong Heng to the north to deliver things, but they have not returned. Therefore, only Zuoying was left in the Yulinwei camp, and most of them were Li Xin's former troops. He entered the Yulin Wei Zuoying very smoothly, and was taken to the door of Wang Zhong's classroom, the general of Yulin Zuolang.

   The door of the class room was tightly shut.

   Several commanders from the Zuoying battalion knocked on the door one by one, shouting to the inside that Lord Li is coming, but there was still no movement inside.

   Li Xin waved his hand very simply.

   "Bump away."

  So, the four commanders of Zuoying slammed into the door. The door was originally a wooden door, but when the four big men fit together, the two door panels fell to the ground immediately, causing a puff of smoke.

   As soon as the door opened, a strong smell of alcohol came out.

  The unkempt Zuo Lang Jiang Wang Zhong was half lying on a chair, holding a jug in one hand, drinking unconsciously.

   Even if the door fell to the ground, he was unaware.

   Li Xin frowned and walked in. y

   "How long has Master Wang been like this?"

   he asked a captain.

This Yulinwei commander, who used to be a team leader under his command, hurriedly said after hearing the words: "Back to Marquis, Wang Boss, he has been like this since... Ye Old Ye left, and has been shutting himself in his room and drinking. , I haven't asked much about Yulin Weili..."

   On the day of Ye Sheng's 80th birthday, Wang Zhong brought sixteen old pawns to celebrate his birthday. Eighteen of them drank happily that day, but the next day, the old man Ye Sheng passed away.

   The reason for this is unknown to others, but Wang Zhong, the master of Neijia Quan, must know some.

After Ye Sheng left, he also went to Qin Yuanhua, who had not had time to leave Beijing, and asked. He learned that the old man was indeed ill and could not drink alcohol. After Wang Zhong found out, he immediately slapped himself a few loud people. mouth.

   That time when everyone went to celebrate the birthday together, he was the one who contacted him, so he naturally blamed it on himself.

   For nearly two months since then, Wang Zhong has always been like this. He gets drunk every day, and when he is half asleep, he still gets up and slaps himself.

   If he hadn't practiced Neijia Quan since he was a child and had a good body, he might have gone with Ye Sheng by now.

   Li Xin sighed and waved his hand.

   "I see, you go out first, and I will have a few words with Master Wang."

   The four commanders all withdrew respectfully.

After a few people left, only Li Xin and Wang Zhong were left in the room. Li Xin found a broom from outside the room, swept all the debris from the room at the door, and then tidied up the room a little. After a while, he finally moved a chair and sat next to Wang Zhong.

   He reached out and took off the pot of wine from Wang Zhong's hand, put it on the table, and sighed slightly.

   "Master Wang, I will go north to Jimen Pass in a few days."

  Pharaoh Zhong turned his back to the sky and closed his eyes, completely ignoring Li Xin.

  The Marquis of Jing'an was not discouraged, just smiled and said, "Master Wang, don't pretend, I have practiced boxing for ten years and rarely get drunk. You have practiced for a lifetime, and you can't get drunk."

Practicing boxing will not increase the amount of alcohol, but practicing Neijiaquan does. Li Xin has been practicing boxing for ten years. Now he has no problem drinking a pound and a half of toasting wine. May be unconscious.

   Like Wang Zhong, who has practiced breathing and breathing skills since he was a child, the possibility of him getting drunk is not high.

   Of course, this is all Li Xin's own guess, and he doesn't know whether practicing boxing can increase the amount of alcohol.

   But in my impression, since he met Wang Zhong, this old guy has been drinking every day, but he has never seen him really make a mistake.

  Wang Zhong still turned his back to the sky, his gray beard was all over the place, and he ignored Li Xin.

   Li Xin doesn't mind either, he just talks about himself.

   "I know that Master Wang feels guilty about Master Ye."

   He picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea for Wang Zhong, and sighed deeply.

   "To be honest with Master Wang, Master Ye started to have problems with his body since last fall. Every day he was in unbearable pain all over his body. It took him half a year to endure until his 80th birthday."

   "On that day, when I could have a drink with the old brothers, he walked away with a smile."

   "If there is a spirit after death, Master Ye must thank you, Master Wang, and will never blame your old man."

  Wang Zhong still closed his eyes and did not speak.

  Li Xin let out a slow breath.

He patted the old man Wang on the shoulder and continued: "Even if there is no such time, it is also a year and a half of life, and he has to suffer from pain every day. It is not necessarily a bad thing for him to leave so carefree. "

   Wang Zhong's eyelids moved.

  Li Xin stood up and bowed to the old man.

   "Master Wang, the disciple will be heading north in a few days. This time it is estimated that it will take a longer time. I won't be able to return to Beijing for several years. The disciple is not in the capital. You, the elderly, should take care of yourself."

   "I have already explained to my family that during the festivals, I will still come here to deliver things to Master Wang."

   Having said this, Li Xin sighed and bowed deeply again.

   "The disciple first arrived in the capital and entered Yulinwei. He received the grace of Master Wang and took care of him a lot. The disciple sincerely hopes that Master Wang can enjoy his old age in peace."

   "Master Wang has no children under his knees, and the disciples will give you old age and death in the future."

   After saying that, Li Xin sighed and turned to leave.

Before leaving, he specially instructed several commanders to repair Wang Zhong's door. After all, Wang Zhong spends most of the day in the classroom. If there is no door, he will drink in the Yulinwei camp. Things are not well covered up.

  After he left, Wang Zhong, who was lying on the chair, slowly opened his eyes.

  The old man in his seventies slowly sat up, looking at the steaming tea on the table, he didn't move for a long time.

   (end of this chapter)