The annual practice of cutting grass and grain brings great disaster and suffering to the people in border areas.
However, as the Northern Di court grew stronger and more wealthy, they rarely engaged in such behavior. In recent years, beating the grass and grain has become more symbolic.
But Zhao Jingzhou's judgment would not be wrong.
Sudi frowned slightly: "From what I know, Beidi has sufficient wealth and resources, so there is no need to start a war."
Wang Ziyao said nonchalantly, "Who knows? If they come, we'll just beat them out."
Zhao Lin nodded and said, "Yes. There's nothing to talk about with the enemy. Everything depends on your ability. But going to the battlefield is extremely dangerous. Are you sure you are ready?"
Wang Ziyao smiled slightly and said, "I have been preparing for this day for twenty-two years."
Wang Ziyao is twenty-two years old this year.
In other words, he was born to be prepared for the battlefield.
This is the son of a military family.
Zhao Lin nodded slightly: "Come on, I'll buy you a drink and practice for you."
Wang Ziyao said, "We have to drink to celebrate that you have been favored by Lord Li. And by the way, let's invite Dashan."
The three of them plus Zhang Dashan immediately went to the restaurant and asked for a private room and set up a banquet.
After three rounds of drinking, Wang Ziyao, no longer able to hold his liquor, was drunk and said loudly, "When I go to the border, I must be like the Marquis of Zhenbei and be granted a title for my military achievements."
"Of course."
"My Lord, please remember us in the future. If you become rich and powerful, please don't forget us."
Su Di and Zhao Lin echoed.
"Haha, a mere soldier wants to be made a marquis or a prime minister?" There was a sneer from outside.
Wang Ziyao jumped up and said, "Who? Who dares to laugh at your young master?"
The door of the box was suddenly pushed open, and a tall and heroic woman walked in with a mocking look on her face.
"It's me. What? Do you have any objection?" asked the tall woman.
Seeing this woman, Wang Ziyao suddenly wilted and said weakly, "No, no objection."
"You're a spineless man. You still want to be made a marquis or a prime minister?"
The tall woman sneered, then looked at Zhao Lin: "Are you Zhao Lin? Not bad, you have good looks and literary talent, very good."
Zhao Lin smiled slightly, stood up and said, "I am Zhao Lin. May I know your name, young lady?"
"Han Shiying, just call me by my name." said the tall woman Han Shiying.
Wang Ziyao next to him looked at Han Shiying as if he had seen a ghost.
Zhao Lin smiled and said, "Miss Han, if you don't mind, please sit with me."
"No. I was just passing by and heard someone bragging here, so I came over to take a look. I didn't expect Mr. Zhao to be here."
Han Shiying said, "Mr. Zhao's poetic talent is well-known. Could you please write a poem for me?"
Zhao Lin politely declined, "Please don't blame me, Miss Han. Writing poetry requires inspiration, and I really don't have any inspiration today. If I don't write well, I will pollute your ears again."
Han Shiying didn't take it seriously and said, "Just remember that. Give it to me next time we meet."
Zhao Lin said with a smile: "Miss, are you so sure that we will meet again?"
"Of course." Han Shiying raised his chin like a proud peacock and said, "We will meet again at any time, so you should be prepared. Okay, I won't bother you anymore."
Han Shiying turned and walked away, but suddenly stopped at the door and said, "Don't worry about Li Xingye. Study hard and strive to pass the imperial examination. That's the right way."
After saying that, he left.
Wang Ziyao quickly closed the door and took a deep breath.
Zhao Lin said with a smile, "This Miss Han is very important? Why are you so afraid of her?"
Wang Ziyao said awkwardly: "She's from a powerful background, but I can't beat her."
"You can't beat her?" Zhao Lin and Su Di were both surprised.
Wang Ziyao is already very good. Among the second generation in the capital, there are not many who can beat him.
So, among those people, there was this woman?
Wang Ziyao coughed dryly and said, "She is the daughter of the Duke of Yingguo's mansion."
"The Duke of England's Mansion?"
Zhao Lin and Sudi both looked surprised.
Duke of Yingguo, Han Changxiong, followed the late emperor with only an iron rod, made great military achievements, and was awarded the title of Duke.
From then on, all the children of the Duke of Ying's Mansion had to practice martial arts no matter what they did, and women were no exception.
But I didn’t expect that Han Shiying was so powerful. Even Wang Ziyao admitted that he was inferior to him.
But this was not what surprised Zhao Lin. What surprised him was the Duke of Yingguo's Mansion, Han Yuehua's maiden home.
In other words, this tall and heroic Korean girl is Zhao Lin's cousin.
Dear cousin.
Han Shiying is two years older than Zhao Lin. Before his predecessor went missing, the two had a good relationship. Han Shiying often went to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion to play with Zhao Lin.
However, after the predecessor returned to the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion, the two did not meet for various reasons, and even Han Shiying did not know that Zhao Lin had returned.
Otherwise it wouldn't be this scene.
"I never thought that Miss Han, a woman, would have such strength. She puts many men to shame."
Zhao Lin suppressed his thoughts and praised.
Sudi snorted and said nothing.
Zhao Lin thought it was Han Shiying who suddenly broke in and disturbed Su Di's interest, and said, "Miss Han is indeed very straightforward and didn't think too much."
Su Di said sarcastically, "Mr. Zhao, the poetic master, is truly compassionate and considerate to women. He even helped explain things to others."
“Ahem…”
Zhao Lin coughed dryly a few times and glared at Sudi: "What nonsense! I'm just telling the truth."
"Heh!" Sudi's tone became even weirder.
However, Wang Ziyao looked at Zhao Lin with a strange smile: "It seems that Zhao Lin, you have a good impression of Miss Han."
"It's not a good impression. I just think she is not as shy as other women. She should be suitable as a friend." Zhao Lin said.
In the memory of his previous life, Han Shiying was indeed nice to him.
Although that memory is very little.
"Haha, it's suitable, definitely very suitable." Wang Ziyao suddenly laughed, leaving Zhao Lin, Su Di and Zhang Dashan confused.
"Why are you smiling so happily?" Sudi asked unhappily.
Wang Ziyao said, "Zhao Lin is about to have good news. As a friend, how can I not be happy? Congratulations."
Zhao Lin was speechless and said, "Can you just say what you want to say?"
Wang Ziyao said, "You should have heard what Miss Han said just now. We will meet at any time."
"I heard it. What's wrong?" Zhao Lin said.
Wang Ziyao chuckled and said, "Miss Han is a very proud person, otherwise how could she have mastered such excellent martial arts? Most people can't even see her if they want to, but she said you can see her anytime. Don't you understand what's going on?"
Zhao Lin frowned slightly: "It's just a polite remark, it doesn't mean anything."
"What if I also told you to study hard and strive to pass the imperial examination?"
Wang Ziyao chuckled and said, "They're preparing to find a son-in-law from the list."
"How dare she?" Sudi slammed the table and said angrily, "How shameless! She's already set her sights on Brother Zhao before we've even met."
Wang Ziyao was startled by Sudi's slamming of the table, and said in confusion: "Brother Zhao is not anxious, why are you anxious? You won't..."
Wang Ziyao shrank back, his face filled with horror: "You're not in love with Brother Zhao, are you? Bah, you lecherous man."
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