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Chapter three hundred and eighty-ninth right and wrong

"Host, it's night, it's time to rest." Xiaohuan came in with a bowl of chicken soup and placed it on the table for Liu Yi. He looked at the model placed on the table with curiosity. After discovering that Liu Yi actually had no intention of that, Xiaohuan let go a lot.

"Yeah." Liu Yi took the bowl and took a sip of soup. Liu Bei's current palace is actually not suitable for being too luxurious. After all, the turmoil in recent years, the treasury is empty, and a lot of money and food have been spent on sacrificial ceremony. Although the royal palace needs to be built now, if it is too extravagant and wasteful, it will inevitably lead to rejection of the people, and the reputation brought by the vision will be gone.

But after all, it was the royal palace, and it was not enough to be too shabby. Liu Yi was considering using the waste materials used to build the altar to build the royal palace. Will Liu Bei appear to be more frugal?

There is not much left in cement alone. If the copper slag is remelted, some objects can be made. The model in front of you is made by Liu Yi based on the remaining materials in a scale.

The area is not too large, it is much smaller than the governor's mansion in Chengdu, less than half. These areas must be effectively used.

The main reason is that hiring people costs a lot of money, but if calculated based on the 100-day construction period, it is only about one million, which includes three masters.

Liu Bei also wanted to return to Cheng. The capital was in charge of the relocation and governance, and the rewards would also be carried out in Cheng. The capital was in charge. In addition, who stayed to be responsible for the management of Shuzhong was also a problem.

No matter what, it will happen next year.

"Why are you still here?" After listing the design drawings and detailed data, Liu Yi raised his head and found that Xiaohuan was still here, and he was a little confused.

"Honor, we..." Xiaohuan hesitated and said, "When will we go home?"

"I'll get up in a few days, but Nanyang will have to stay for a little longer. There are many things to do. If I go home, I'm afraid it will take until the end of the year." Liu Yi thought for a while and said, he was indeed planning to arrange the matters of the royal palace and leave it to Pang Tong or Zhang Fei to watch. However, this also takes time. At least someone who can understand his design drawings can take care of it, and it's not going home.

"I've only been missing home for a few days." Liu Yi shook his head, got up, stretched and said, "It's getting late, let's rest, you can stay."

"Here! I'll leave." The little girl bowed to Liu Yi and left the door in a regular manner. Then she returned to pack up the bowls and quit, and helped Liu Yi bring it to the door.

This girl is getting more and more skillful in doing things.

Liu Yi shook his head, took off his clothes and fell asleep, and soon entered sleep. After so many years of wandering life, Liu Yi's other skills have not improved, but he has mastered the skill of falling asleep quickly. No matter when and where, as long as he wants to sleep, he can fall asleep immediately.

There was nothing to say all night. In the next few days, Liu Yi was handing over the work. He took a few craftsmen who had followed him to build an altar to find a suitable low-end in the city. The design drawings were explained in detail several times. After confirming that the other party understood, all kinds of work and materials were also delivered. According to Liu Yi's design, these things could be saved. If enough, Liu Yi directly hired people with money and then slapped his butt and left.

Liu Yi has become accustomed to this model, but this time, he really can't pat his butt and leave directly. At least he has to report to Liu Bei, and then gather with Zhuge Liang, Pang Tong, Zhang Fei, and Wei Yan. After all, the traffic and communications of this year are unknown when the next time they meet? As a result, it took another three days before Liu Yi started the road again, taking Guan Ping and five hundred entourages to Shangyong. The road that was not completed last time can be directly repaired this time. From Shangyong to Xiangyang, there are still Han River to go, and Nanyang has all fallen into his hands, and this road is safe, so this return trip is much easier to save on the trouble.

Liu Feng was naturally quite happy about Liu Yi's arrival. In recent years, he followed Liu Yi's words and found women in Shangyong's place. In just a few years, he took more than a dozen concubines. His life was so decay that it was enviable. When he met again, he gained weight twice, but the feeling he felt was that he lost his former strength and courage.

"Sir, you have prepared what you want for you. All the best craftsmen in Shangyong area have collected you. There are five thousand civilians and the money is ready. You have settled them first. Let's go back to the city to talk about the past." Liu Feng enthusiastically welcomed Liu Yi off the boat and said with a smile: "Feng has prepared the best banquet for Mr. and invited the best dancer in Chengdu."

Liu Yi and Guan Ping were a little confused about Liu Feng's changes. Until they entered the yamen, they still felt a little unrealistic. How could a heroic general become a fat man with a big belly?

Looking at the fleshy face, it is really hard to think of the heroic general in the past.

"Can you still lead the troops?" After hesitating for a moment, Liu Yi couldn't help asking.

"Sir, don't see me like this." Liu Feng clapped his hands and asked the dancer to start dancing, and said with a smile: "I have actually not been to the military camp for a long time. Now the soldiers and horses in the Shangyong area are all commanded by Zidu."

"Bojun, why are you doing this now..." Guan Ping frowned and looked at Liu Feng. As a hero of the young generation under Liu Bei's command, Liu Feng's condition now made Guan Ping feel a little uncomfortable.

"Hey, this is pretty good. Now Nanyang has fallen, and there is no need to use troops in this position of Shangyong." Liu Feng glanced at Liu Yi, shook his head and smiled, "Besides, the lord's command is full of talents and the fierce generals are everywhere, so I may not need to go on the horse to fight. In fact, I was quite uncomfortable at the beginning, but it took a long time..."

A fascinated expression appeared on his face, and Liu Feng smiled and said, "I don't want to give up such a life now."

"You..." Guan Ping felt a little disappointed and wanted to say it again, but was interrupted by Liu Yi.

"Okay, people's path is chosen by themselves. Just walk their own path well. As long as others do not do evil, it has nothing to do with you." Liu Yi's voice was a little low when he said this.

Such a decadent and decaying life is indeed what many people dream of if they do not have the ability, but it is not the case for those with ability.

I remember a well-known foreign figure in my previous life said that a person's sense of needs is divided into five levels from low to high, survival needs, material needs, belonging, honor and the final realization of self-worth.

In this regard, most capable people will pay more attention to the realization of their self-worth, just like Liu Yi. Although he often complains about being tired, those buildings that have been passed down through the ages were built under his plan and recognized by the world. The artifacts and weapons he made were sought after by others. The sense of accomplishment is often above physical enjoyment. It can be understood as the realization of self-worth or the satisfaction of a sense of honor.

Therefore, Liu Yi could probably understand what it feels like to have a young hero who is both civil and military, who originally had a bright future, to have to use alcohol and sex to numb himself a little bit.

At this time, Guan Ping's advice could only make the other party even more uncomfortable. Moreover, although Liu Feng no longer deals with military affairs, as far as Liu Yi knows, the governance of Shangyong, Fangling and Xixian has been quite good over the years. This shows that Liu Feng still has the idea of ​​being respected by his own abilities. Unfortunately, his sensitive identity made him numb himself here by drinking and sex, and at the same time, it also reassures Liu Bei.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry!" Liu Feng raised the wine cup and smiled and said, "Fangzhi, you and I haven't seen each other for many years. Come and have a drink."

There was less rigidity, but more sophistication and tactfulness. Seeing the atmosphere gradually becoming lively under Liu Feng's mediation, Liu Yi felt an indescribable feeling in his heart. He didn't know whether the advice he gave to Liu Feng was right or wrong, but at least, such Liu Feng would not make people feel too alert.

Life is often surrounded by such unsatisfactory things, no matter what ancient and modern times, and Liu Yi doesn’t know what to say now, so he can only drink with the two of them one by one.

"Sir, I have seen some worldly love, but the singing and dancing in Shu is indeed unique, especially the dancer in the Colorful House, which is unparalleled in Shu." Liu Feng seems to have focused his interests on some romantic things over the years. He is very familiar with the various places of love and mist in Shu. He really thinks he has been there, but in fact, Liu Feng has not had many opportunities to go to Shu, and most of them were passed by when Liu Bei attacked Shu. Most of these things were just heard from him.

Fame is sometimes more beautiful than seeing, because there is room for imagination. For example, Liu Yi once heard in the market that he could create a giant beast that could fly, which could destroy an army with one head, and could also control the magical mechanism beast to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, and he could do everything, and even sit in the sky with the gods and immortals to discuss the truth.

Especially after the Hanzhong cauldron casting, Liu Bei, as the protagonist, was naturally eye-catching, but Liu Yi, who cast such a big cauldron, was also almost deified or demonized.

The banquet was eaten until late at night. Liu Feng might have been too happy. He drank a little more and was carried back by his servants. Looking at the fat figure, Guan Ping couldn't help but say, "Why didn't Ting Hou let me persuade Bo Jun? If this continues, Bo Jun will probably be useless!"

"The road is chosen by yourself." Liu Yi shook his head and looked at Guan Ping and said, "You just need to walk your own path well. Bojun is smarter than you. You know the truth, and he understands it. As for why this is the case, since he doesn't want to say it, you don't have to ask. When it's time to tell you, I think he will tell you."

Guan Ping was stunned and looked at Liu Yi: "Sir, do you know?"

Although he is honest, he is not stupid.

"I don't know, don't ask if I say it, let's stay here for a few days." Liu Yi sighed.
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