The host of Kuaichuan, his style of painting is wrong

Chapter 312: The Drunk Lying on the Battlefield Lord Grim (49)
Xie Changjun smiled lightly, it doesn't matter what Xue Zhan calls him, he thinks very highly of himself, he has the capital of self-sufficiency, and can bear the title of Xue Zhan.

Xie Zhangjun's eyes stretched: "Xue Shuai has been hiding in this beautiful Bishui Pass all year round, hiding in the muddy water of the imperial court. You can't stand this kind of grievance, but it doesn't mean I can't."

Xue Zhan admitted, "In this respect, I am indeed inferior to Xie Shuai. South Xie Bei Xue, I am not worthy of this reputation."

Xie Changjun smiled lightly: "There is nothing worthy or unworthy. You have guarded this land for a few years, protected the people in the country and the old people in the capital for a few years, you can afford it!"

His voice is majestic and majestic, and if he has wine in his hand at this time, he must be full of pride.

"The military camp should not be involved in peace with the imperial court. If there is a battle, it will be the best state." Xie Changjun looked into the distance, and there were thousands of miles of mountains and rivers in his eyes. "But military power has been closely related to the imperial court since ancient times. It is impossible for the emperor to release his military power to the outside world. The court has been in turmoil in the past few years. You let the soldiers in Mobei have a pure land. They should thank you."

Xue Zhan followed his gaze to look into the distance, the scenery was beautiful, and the thousands of miles of land belonged to the emperor's family after all.

His initial heart was for the people of the world, but in the final analysis, he couldn't be clean.

Water can carry a boat and capsize it, as the saying goes.But as long as the emperor has no major faults, and there is no reason for the people to rebel because of the emperor, there will be a "surname" in this world after all.

Xie Changjun turned around and prepared to leave, "Xue Shuai, get ready, when Wang Qianchun falls, our soldiers should be handed over slowly."

Xue Zhan understood, but there was one thing he hadn't figured out, so he stopped Xie Zhangjun: "Xie Shuai, there is one thing I don't understand. You have power in your hands, why do you allow everyone to slander you for colluding with that old thief?"

Xie Changjun didn't turn his head, and said directly: "Xue Zhan, you are still too young."

He continued to walk forward, uttering a word, "The court is deep and chaotic. Sometimes it is inevitable to play tricks on the spot."

There are so many helplessness in the world, and there is always a time to play tricks.

Wang Qianchun tempted him with things, is he Xie Changjun greedy for money and power?

Don't be greedy!

Won't he earn what he wants?
In his life, he probably only had one obsession.

After the meeting with Wang Qianchun that year, he looked down from the window of the tea house.Downstairs is a pharmacy, where people come and go to treat diseases, buy medicines, or buy medicines.

The back of the shopkeeper of the pharmacy was very reminiscent of Cen Mu. Xie Zhangjun looked at it for a long time, and remembered in a daze that he hadn't seen Cen Mu for a long time.

After staying in the military camp for a few years, he was used to seeing life and death, so he sent his brothers away. Many of them were never seen again, and some of them were disarmed and returned to the fields.

At that time, he thought that if he could see Cen Mu again one day, he would definitely tie up Cen Mu and lock him up at home.He doesn't want to be a general, he just wants to be a country man, holding a cup of tea brought by the people in the house.

It's just that the world is still uncertain, and the forces of the emperor and Wang Qianchun are suppressing him.He didn't know if his head would be on his own one day, it was too dangerous for Cen Mu to follow him.

hold on……

It's just a show for some people.

As long as Cen Mu believed in him, that was enough.

It took Xue Zhan a while to reflect on these words. He looked at Xie Zhangjun who had gone away, and asked in a loud voice: "Xie Shuai, then you and me just now, were you just playing on the spot or what?"

Xie Zhangjun has good hearing, he turned his head with a smile, the wind blew his cloak like a god of war, "Xue Shuai, you think it's just a show, or not!"

(End of this chapter)