In a perfect lie, it is best to destroy the person involved so that there is no proof, so that there is no need to use a hundred lies to complete the lie.

So the old Taoist priest was forced to ascend to the immortal world through Gu Qing's mouth. Although it was a lie, it was gratifying.

It's a pity that Xianyu Zhongtong is not that easy to fool. Gu Qing clearly saw that his hand stroking his beard was shaking slightly, probably reflecting on how stupid he was in the eyes of others, so that others used such low-level excuses to deal with him.

"That's all..." Xianyu Zhongtong sighed.

"That's all" means that I'm too lazy to argue with Gu Qing.

"It would be the best choice for my uncle if he could ask the imperial court to send a good general to quell the Nanzhao rebellion. If he wins, he will have a share of the credit. If he loses, the good general will naturally share most of the responsibility for his uncle.

Responsibility, uncle is responsible for the food, grass and baggage, and sends memorials to Chang'an every day to report the battle situation, and behaves conscientiously and fulfills his duties. Even if he is defeated, the emperor will not be able to bear to blame my uncle too much."

These words made Xianyu Zhongtong quite moved.

Gu Qing mentioned what he was most worried about, and after Gu Qing analyzed the pros and cons for him, Xianyu Zhongtong felt that what he said made sense.

In Xian Yu Zhongtong's heart, words such as "loyalty to the emperor and service to the country" can only be used as slogans. The war in Jiannan Road broke out. Xian Yu Zhongtong was most concerned about his official position. Gu Qing followed his preference and helped him from the perspective of official position interests.

After some analysis, Xianyu Zhongtong suddenly felt that asking the court to send good generals was indeed the best choice to share risks.

Xianyu Zhongtong met Ruopinghu and decided to adopt Gu Qing's suggestion.

As long as what you say makes sense, the governor of one of the princes is willing to listen to the words of a young farmer. Interest determines everything.

"As for the sand table, my uncle should send someone to conduct an on-site inspection as soon as possible. The sand table cannot determine the outcome of the war, but it can check for omissions and help the uncle command the overall war. Some neglected trails or passes can be clearly represented on the sand table.

When we come out, sometimes there is an inconspicuous path, and the enemy does not notice it. When we find it, we take advantage of it, thus affecting the outcome of the battle."

Xianyu Zhongtong nodded subconsciously, he still attached great importance to the sand table, otherwise he would not have stayed in Shiqiao Village for this thing. This time to put down the Nanzhao rebellion, the sand table must play its important role.

Gu Qing took a breath and said with a smile: "My nephew has said everything he needs to say. Victory or defeat depends on God's will. I wish Uncle Xianyu victory and a triumphant return."

Xianyu Zhongtong said with a smile: "If we are not defeated in this battle, I will definitely record your name in the merit book and ask for credit from the Holy Emperor."

"My nephew is just talking nonsense, so there is no merit."

"Good nephew, don't belittle yourself. Your advice is very important to me. If a war is commanded by me or by a good general, the outcome will be different. What's more, you also created a sand table. It can be said that,

Your suggestions have a great influence on the outcome of this counterinsurgency battle. If we win this battle, I will definitely ask for credit for you."

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It was already the evening of the second day when we left Shuzhou City and returned to Shiqiao Village.

The villagers greeted Gu Qing warmly and invited him to have dinner at their homes. Gu Qing declined with a smile.

The polite refusal was polite and well-educated. In fact, the real reason was that the food cooked by the villagers was too unpalatable. How could Gu Qing, who was so picky about food, deal with dishes that were even more unpalatable than pig food?

Mouth?

As soon as he stepped into his yard, Gu Qing smelled the smell of cooking smoke. Zhang Huaiyu came out with a big spoon. Matching her image of white clothes and snow, she looked like a peerless chef.

"Come back?" Zhang Huaiyu said calmly.

"No, I didn't come back. What you saw was only my soul. My body is still in Shuzhou City." Gu Qing said without thinking.

For some reason, when Gu Qing hears other people talking nonsense now, he retorts without hesitation. It has almost become a conditioned reflex, and the words he says are just out of his head.

Zhang Huaiyu was so angry that he picked up a large spoon and hit the Tanzhong point on Gu Qing's chest. Gu Qing took a few steps back and avoided it. Then Gu Qing was stunned. Huh? His reaction was more sensitive than before. Could it be that he squatted in a horse stance?

Why don’t those people who often suffer from diarrhea squat on the toilet for so long every day develop martial arts skills?

"You've had a hard time traveling and traveling today, so I'll let you enjoy this blessing. Wait, I'll cook for you." After Zhang Huaiyu said that, he quickly got into the kitchen.

Gu Qing's eyelids twitched, and he always had an ominous premonition.

A ruthless person who is accustomed to killing people with a knife suddenly uses a knife to cut vegetables one day. How is this different from an arsenic seller who switches his profession to selling fruits?

Sitting in the yard with anxiety, Gu Qing poked his head into the kitchen from time to time. If he followed the bloody routine, silly Baitian, who never cooked, suddenly wanted to cook, there was a 90% chance that the kitchen would be burned down, and then he would be stupid.

Bai Tian stood there with an innocent face, using silly and cute selling points to win the love of the audience, thus forgetting that this person actually committed the crime of unintentional arson, and was subject to administrative detention according to the Public Security Law...

Zhang Huaiyu is not silly and sweet, she only has two of the three silly sweets, which is not sweet enough.

Fortunately, Zhang Huaiyu was not so stupid. After waiting for a long time, he finally served the prepared dishes, and the kitchen was very lucky not to be burned down.

Gu Qing quietly stared at the dishes on the table. From the shape analysis, one of them should be fish. According to Zhang Huaiyu's plan, she should be making a braised fish. However, the fish on the plate in front of her was completely burnt, exuding bursts of...

In order to cover up the mushy smell, Zhang Huaiyu, who felt guilty, sprinkled a lot of green onions, ginger, and garlic on top.

This fish probably did not expect humans to be so cruel. Not only did they kill it, but they also refused to let go of its body. Instead of becoming a delicacy in the mouths of humans, it was like a monk who was struck by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder but failed to survive the tribulation...

The other dish, judging by its shape, should be meat. As for what kind of meat, Gu Qing couldn't guess, because the meat on the plate was also burnt black. If he had to give it a dish name, "Small Stir-fried Bao Sir" would be more appropriate.

Gu Qing didn't expect that a person's cooking skills could be so bad, let alone that someone with such poor cooking skills would have the courage to cook. Liang Jingru didn't even dare to sing so confidently.

He raised his head and looked at Zhang Huaiyu. Zhang Huaiyu avoided his eyes and looked away, his expression as arrogant and cold as ever. Ha! He is so cute.

Gu Qing put down his chopsticks and said calmly: "I refuse to eat these things."

Zhang Huaiyu couldn't help but said: "It's just that the appearance is a bit ugly, but the taste is still... worth a try."

"You try first." Gu Qing said with a pleasant expression.

"I made this specially for you."

Gu Qing sighed: "What did I do wrong? Just tell me and I can change it. Communication between people is very important. There is no need to use such cruel methods. Everything is easy to discuss. If you really want to kill me

, please give me a pleasure."

Zhang Huaiyu said dissatisfiedly: "You won't die if you try it. It might be surprisingly delicious."

"It will die, it won't be unexpected, and it can't be delicious." Gu Qing retorted to Sanlian.

Zhang Huaiyu sighed in frustration: "I've seen you do it many times before, and I thought I remembered it all. But when the dish came out of the pot, I panicked and immediately forgot many steps..."

"As long as it doesn't interfere with the health and safety of others, I don't mind if you continue to be silly. Give up, you are not a cook."

Gu Qing washed the rice, washed the pot, and cut vegetables again with skillful techniques. Zhang Huaiyu watched carefully beside him, lifting his fingers from time to time to memorize the steps.

Gu Qing was cutting vegetables and suddenly said: "By the way, there may be wars in Jiannan Road in a short time. You don't go out much recently. Although it may not affect the territory of Shuzhou, it is hard to say whether there will be scattered officers and soldiers."

Harmful to the place."

Zhang Huaiyu was stunned: "Is Nanzhao rebelling?"

"yes."

"If the imperial court sends Xianyu Zhongtong to quell the rebellion, it will be difficult to win. Xianyu Zhongtong is a scholar and does not know how to fight."

Gu Qing lowered his head and cut off the fish scales, and said calmly: "When Xianyu Zhongtong lived in Shiqiao Village, you deliberately avoided it. Do you know him?"

"My grandfather knew him when we were in Chang'an, my father also knew him, and he also met me."

"The war is unpredictable. I gave Xianyu Zhongtong some suggestions. If he is willing to listen, he may have hope of victory. If he insists on going his own way, he will be defeated. At that time, the war may spread to Shuzhou and our porcelain kilns will be destroyed.

It had to be shut down, and the villagers had to leave the village with their families to escape the war. Alas, the war..."

Zhang Huaiyu's eyes sparkled: "What advice did you give Xianyu Zhongtong?"

Gu Qing absentmindedly stated his suggestion again.

Zhang Huaiyu thought in silence for a long time, then nodded slowly and said: "It is indeed a mature theory of seeking a country. Gu Qing, you are not simple. I always feel that you are secretly planning, from the village school, to organizing children to practice, to porcelain kilns to quilt

It is designated as tribute porcelain, and even the poems you wrote seem to have other purposes..."

Gu Qing made a move, then smiled and said: "Don't think so badly of others. Everything I do now is to protect myself. Have you ever seen a spider weave a web? I just want to weave a big web for myself and the villagers, and

The people and things I care about are well protected in this net to prevent them from being harmed."

Zhang Huaiyu stared into his eyes and said: "So what if I admit that I have ambitions? In other words, would it sound better to replace 'ambition' with 'ambition'? A man is born in this world, and he can do what is right in the world, so why hide it?"

Cover it up?"

Gu Qing said cheerfully: "Okay, I have ambitions. As for the ultimate goal of ambition, I don't know, because I have to see how capable I am. Ambition is based on capability."

Zhang Huaiyu was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Gu Qing, Shiqiao Village can no longer accommodate you. These days, I have seen you become more and more sharp, and you know more and more people. The world of Shiqiao Village is too small, and your

Achievement should not just be a young man who runs a porcelain kiln."

"The world outside is so big, don't you want to see it? Don't you want to weigh in on the heroes of the world?"
Chapter completed!