Ding Dusai came over and asked, "Sir, we are all full. Do you and my uncle want to drink more?"
Han Shizhong rushed to say, "Of course I have to drink it."
"Okay, you guys keep drinking. My sister-in-law and I will go clean up the kitchen."
After they left, Han Shizhong asked with a serious expression, "Shixun, tell me about your future plans."
"No plans for now."
This is what Zhang Shixun really thinks. He wonders how Zhao Ji will make his next move or respond.
All we can do is wait and see.
"It's really a bit excessive for the government to reward a donkey... Believe it or not? Everyone in the capital will know about this before tomorrow."
Zhang Shixun scratched his head and said, "Yes, the emperor's behavior was not very authentic."
Zhao Ji's behavior was indeed a bit nonsensical and not what an emperor should do.
Zhang Shixun said worriedly, "Uncle, since you don't want to leave the Tianwu Army, it's best not to stay with me. I'm most worried about a fire at the city gate and everyone getting hurt."
"I'm not afraid."
"Uncle, you're not afraid, but I am." Zhang Shixun took a sip from his wine glass and said, "I'll still need you in the future. I absolutely cannot let you suffer because of me."
"Alright, I'll move out of your place after the New Year." Han Shizhong drained the wine in his glass in one gulp. "No matter what, the emperor is still wary of your status as the 'Heavenly Master.'"
"That should be the case. As an emperor, one would be wary of any power that is beyond one's control."
"It would be fine if you were a real immortal, but you just don't admit it."
Zhang Shixun smiled bitterly: "I'm obviously not a god."
“That’s what’s bad.”
"What do you mean by that?"
Han Shizhong also smiled bitterly: "It's very simple, the gods will not compete with mortals for the throne of mortals."
Zhang Shixun understood and agreed: "You are right, only mortals can compete for the throne of mortals."
"Understood?"
Zhang Shixun nodded, feeling a little depressed.
He originally thought that pretending to be a charlatan would be beneficial to his career development, but unexpectedly it had the opposite effect and instead aroused the emperor's vigilance.
I'm afraid he will have to hold this position of commander of the First Army for a long time and there is no chance of promotion.
"Shixun, there are only two of us brothers here..."
"Father and mother, don't make a mistake." Zhang Shixun really wanted to be a brother to Han Shizhong, but because of Ding Dusai, he was destined to be the nephew.
"Hehe! I, Old Han, always feel like we are brothers..."
"Me too," Zhang Shixun admitted.
Han Shizhong picked up the wine glass and said, "Haha! Let's just be father and mother. Come on! Let's have a drink."
Zhang Shixun raised his glass and clinked it with his, then asked, "What do you want to say?"
"You interrupted me, and I almost forgot... There's no one else here. Tell me, since you're not a deity, where did the Heavenly Book come from?"
"This was given to me by a deity. Any questions?" Zhang Shixun pulled out his palmtop computer. "This is the Heavenly Book. I opened it for them to read last time at Madam Li's house. You were soundly asleep at the time, so I didn't wake you up. Do you want to take a look now?"
"I need to see it." Han Shizhong carefully took the PDA and said, "I regretted not seeing it that time."
He looked over and over for a long time and asked, "Why is it so dark that I can't see anything?"
"Because I didn't turn it on." Zhang Shixun reached out and pressed the power button, and the startup screen appeared.
Han Shizhong held the phone in his large hands, staring at the screen without blinking. When the phone entered the desktop, he looked at the picturesque desktop scenery and asked in a trembling voice, "Could this be a fairyland?"
Zhang Shixun suppressed his laughter and said, "Not yet, it's just outside the gate of the fairyland."
"Such a beautiful place is the entrance?"
"Um!"
Old Han's breathing became heavy. "How can we get into the fairyland?"
Zhang Shixun took the phone and found the video he had shown Zhao Ji last time. "This is something the emperor has seen before. You should take a look at it too... Fairy will not let you watch it for the time being. Anyway, you are not interested in it."
"Who said I'm not interested...in fairies?" Han Shizhong watched the video with his eyes wide open. When he saw those horrifying scenes, he just clenched his fists, without showing any fear on his face.
Zhang Shixun nodded secretly. Han Shizhong was indeed a hero. His courage alone was extraordinary.
After watching the video, Han Shizhong said calmly, "These people in the Heavenly Book are not from Middle-earth."
"Yes, these people live on the other side of the sea. They have lighter skin and higher noses."
"Hmm! His hair is curly and yellow, so he looks a bit like a Hu person."
Zhang Shixun said, "The Hu people are of the same race as them. Wang Fu has Hu blood, so his hair and beard are yellow, and the color of his eyes is different from ours."
"I've also heard that he's a Hu."
"Yeah! But he's no longer a purebred, he's a mixed breed."
"Chuan'er? What does that mean?" Han Shizhong didn't understand.
"It means to string seeds together."
"I still don't quite understand."
"That means 'bastard'."
"Oh! Now I understand." Han Shizhong fiddled with his PDA and asked, "Are the things in this heavenly book true?"
Zhang Shixun deliberately mystifies: "The truth is also false, and the false is also true."
"Oh." Han Shizhong nodded and didn't ask any further questions.
Zhang Shixun secretly gave a thumbs up. Anyone who could suppress his strong curiosity was a strong-willed person. At least he himself couldn't do it.
"Uncle! Let me tell you, in two years the Jurchens will come to the city twice and eventually capture Dongjing."
"Ah!?" Han Shizhong suddenly jumped up from the stool, his face full of disbelief: "Jurchens?"
Zhang Shixun looked at him and nodded silently.
"While the Jurchens are powerful, they're not strong enough to capture Tokyo City, are they?" Han Shizhong waved his hand nonchalantly, sat back on his stool, and said, "I've fought the Jurchens before, and they're not as powerful as people say."
"Yeah?"
"Last year... no! Now it should be the year before last... In the third year of Xuanhe, I was patrolling the Hutuo River with dozens of my brothers when we encountered the Jin army. They had a total of one to two thousand men, and they were all cavalry. I only had a few dozen cavalry and I slaughtered them all..."
Han Shizhong briefly recounted the battle to Zhang Shixun, and then said, "If you say the Jurchens attacked the Song Dynasty, I absolutely believe it, but I absolutely do not believe that they will capture the city of Dongjing."
Zhang Shixun said, "Uncle, you are a hero, but not all Song Dynasty soldiers are heroes like you."
Han Shizhong agreed. "Yes, the Song Dynasty's soldiers are indeed weak, especially the Imperial Guards. How can they be considered soldiers? Training is neglected, the soldiers don't know their commanders, and the commanders don't know their soldiers. Yet they are known as the Song Dynasty's most elite troops. However, the Song Dynasty also has capable armies, such as the Western Army."
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