V5.Chapter 99 (1/2)

Liu Siwei, the younger brother of lieyong, is already the age of Huajia.

He stayed in the North all his life. The wind blew and the snow beat. His dark face was covered with gullies. There was a scar on his cheek that was not easy to see because of the sun. And because of the long war, Hukou's cocoon was too thick to hold a fist. It didn't look like an important son of Donghu Liu, one of the six valves in the sea. It was more like an old farmer in the countryside.

His attitude is not arrogant, and he laughs at everyone. He just needs to put a simple and honest sign on his face. To be honest, seeing Liu Siwei like this, although he goes far away from his imagination, there is a touch of intimacy in Yawen's heart.

He is also a farmer.

In the rich and splendid Ming hall, the elegant and elegant young master in the beautiful clothes of Huayi is talking to each other in twos and threes. The words are that strangers listen to the bewilderment and turn around. Everyone looks noble and reserved when talking and laughing.

Wine and glass bottles, which are unimaginable luxury for ordinary people, are not even worth mentioning.

There was no need at the banquet. She leaned gracefully on the blue ground, folded the branches of the lotus, pinched the gold silk hidden bag, and called on the dancer to dance the branches and the waves. After being drunk, she was lying on the bed of red sandalwood carved flowers for a rest. The jade hand was put down to carve the gold carved colorful jade hook, and the eight treasure cloud yarn tent was hanging

Although in recent years due to the change of identity, Wen Yazi also began to contact with this level of wealth. But he knew that in his life, he would either look up to such an atmosphere or look down on it. In a word, it was very difficult for him to integrate.

Decades of farming experience has been branded in the skeleton, he can't learn to read the elegance and implication advocated by the aristocratic family.

Don't say that he is Wen Zhiqi, his son who is now studying in Ruiyu hall. It's impossible to learn the bearing that has been engraved in the bones for the children of the family of Suyuan.

Three generations of officials know how to dress and eat. Wen family started from the end of the micro era, without generations of accumulation and infiltration, and learning again is nothing more than imitation.

”It seems that Mr. Wei is not familiar with lieyong either.” Hearing this, he felt relieved that Liu Siwei was the kind of veteran who was totally at the edge, didn't ask about the rest, and even didn't know a few big words. This kind of veteran may have the same temperament as Wei Xinyong reminded, a little vulgar and a little violent, but as long as he is right about his temper, it's easy to say anything!

This type of general, Wen Yazi's subordinates are not without him, but he himself accepts them. Of course, the one under his command is not here now, and his identity and reputation are not enough.

However, Wen Yazi has a lot of experience in convincing this kind of veteran.

Besides, even if this time can't achieve the goal of admiration, it's better to come to the court ahead of time to make the emperor and Minister happy!

After hearing this, he refused Liu Siwei's request for his seat. He should not be arrogant to deal with the old generals who are not interested in killing enemies! Don't take it lightly! We must be friendly and humble! To be able to join the lowest level of soldiers!

So hearing the warm smile on the face of the child, even Shen zangfeng and Liu Xixian refused to sit at the top of the table. They just chose a table under Shen zangfeng. In this way, Wei Xinyong and Mo binwei can only sit down one by one

After taking the seat, Wen Yazi takes a look at Liu Siwei. As expected, the old general looks at him with a smile and a kind face.

”Gu then praised him a few more words. What these old generals eat most is...” Hearing this, Liu Siwei said, ”King Yong has come here to do something for us. How can we drink?”

Hearing Yazi's smile, he was about to say a few polite words. At the same time, he thought about Liu Siwei's calling for singing and dancing. Anyway, it's just the same with the brothels. In case Liu Siwei comes to a sword dance or something, or even ends in person, how can he boast better?

As a result, Liu Siwei said, ”let's drink! How about the last poem

…… The whole person is not good in a moment!

You are an eight foot tall, dark faced general who can perfectly explain bravery and even ferocity by appearance. You are an old man. What kind of wine order can you learn from literati on the eve of the expedition?!