Being able to attack, defend, bend and stretch; being able to endure and bloom is Wei Hong's evaluation of Li Yuanjing. Although Wei Hong has not had contact with Li Yuanjing so far, from the knowledge obtained from all aspects, Wei Hong believes that Li Yuanjing is a person who has great talent and strategy but knows how to keep a low profile. Such people are those who can achieve great things. In terms of ability alone, he is definitely even better than Li Shimin. To put it boldly, perhaps it is not a bad thing for the Tang Dynasty to fall into his hands.

Although Wei Hong always called Li Yuanjing "a rebel, a rebellious minister" in front of others, in fact, in Wei Hong's heart, he did not dislike Li Yuanjing, and even respected him to a certain extent. After all, when Yan Ruyu fell into Saimaga's hands, Yan Ruyu's value had basically disappeared. At this time, only Li Yuanjing could understand Yan Ruyu in one sentence, but Li Yuanjing did not take action for a long time. Wei Hong felt that Li Yuanjing was probably thinking of his old love and was reluctant to kill Yan Ruyu.

Such a talented, reserved, broad-minded, and kind-hearted person is definitely a perfect man, enough to make men in the world worship him. There are many ways to fight for dominance in the world, because of different methods of use, the heroes, heroes and benevolent heroes who have achieved different results. If Li Yuanjing must be positioned, then Li Yuanjing does not belong to any of these three types. He has the decisiveness of a hero, the ability of a hero, and the kind-hearted and righteousness of a hero. Wei Hong can't even find a word to describe Li Yuanjing, or in other words, no word is worthy of Li Yuanjing.

When Wei Hong was thinking about Li Yuanjing in his mind, the sky gradually became brighter and he rushed for another two hours. Before lunch, Wei Hong finally ordered to find an inn to have a rest, eat something, and be energetic before rushing. There is no inn here. The nearest one has to walk ten miles. By the time the inn was at noon, the inn was full of customers. Wei Hong was about to settle the horse first and then ask the store to find an empty space. As a result, Wei Hong had just tied up the horse's reins, he saw Cheng Chumo holding the store's collar and kicked the store out.

"Damn it, do you dare to say there is no room for you? Grandpa defends his country and fights on the battlefield, but in the end he can't even live in an empty room? If you dare to say it again, let's see if grandpa doesn't kick you to death!" Cheng Chumo frowned. He was so fierce that he was worse than a bandit, which scared the thin and weak store owner to death.

Wei Hong stared away Cheng Chumo with his eyes, helped the shop slumped on the ground up, and said approachably with a smile like spring breeze: "Shopkeeper, think of a way to make two empty rooms for us."

The store refused to open a room just now because there were indeed no empty rooms in the store. In addition, Cheng Chumo went in casually, and was very barbaric, so the store even had no room to open. Looking at Wei Hong, the store said: "This young man. I don't know why. Today, the customer suddenly came. The business of my inn has never been so good. The empty rooms inside were all filled. Even Ma Si had someone to book it. No one can afford to offend us who opened the door to do business. If we drive away the guests who have already moved in, wouldn't we ruin the villain's own business? Young man, don't make things difficult for the younger ones."

Looking at the store's pitiful appearance, Wei Hong really didn't want to make things difficult for him. He planned to eat something casually and then find a sunshade to make a sleep, and saved the money for staying in the store. But just as Wei Hong was about to ask the store to prepare meals, a very energetic middle-aged man appeared in front of Wei Hong, bowed to Wei Hong, and said politely: "Young Master, you seem to be from Hangzhou in your accent? You are also from Hangzhou. If you don't dislike it, you can give in and live in the same room with Jie Xia. You should think it's a friend. What do you think?"

"No more trouble." Wei Hong waved his hand and refused the middle-aged man's kindness. His mother taught him since childhood not to talk to strangers, and not to accept the benefits of strangers casually.

Who knew that the middle-aged man was very enthusiastic. He took Wei Hong's hand and walked in. While walking, he smiled and said, "Young master, don't refuse. Everyone in the world is brothers. Besides, you and I are fellow villagers, how can I watch you sleep on the streets?"

It was hard to refuse the kindness, and with a group of guards around him, Wei Hong was not worried about being fooled by this man. He immediately stopped refusing and followed the middle-aged man into the inn. The small inn was filled with guests, which was very lively. Wei Hong found Cheng Chumo who was having a good conversation with a stranger in the corner, and broke free from the middle-aged man's hand, pointed at Cheng Chumo, and chuckled: "This gentleman, I have only been on the road these days, and I have not had a full meal. I finally arrived at the inn. I also asked the gentleman to wait for a delicious meal."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man nodded repeatedly: "Okay, I didn't eat either." After that, he followed Wei Hong to Cheng Chumo's table.

The man who was in his thirties was in his thirties, with a thirty back and a bear-back. Although he kept laughing, he always felt that he was smiling but not smiling, and his face was very strange. When he noticed the strangeness of this man, Wei Hong felt something was strange, so he carefully looked at the customers in the store and found that all the guests were like this man, smiling fakely and having a strong figure. He was obviously a martial arts practitioner.

Wei Hong sighed in his heart, but he did not reveal it. After all, if these people were really thieves, it would be unfavorable if they spread the matter openly. For this reason, Wei Hong used his acting skills with great dramatic tension, sat next to Cheng Chumo with a smile, reached out to pat Cheng Chumo's shoulder, and said in a relaxed tone: "You still have the leisure to chat here, hurry up and order some food to fill your hunger. I am so hungry that I have put my chest on my back!"

When Wei Hong said this, he patted Cheng Chumo's hand on the shoulder, and the strength was sometimes light and sometimes heavy, deliberately attracting Cheng Chumo to look at him. After Cheng Chumo turned his face to him, Wei Hong blinked his eyes quickly while the people around him were not paying attention, and then kept glancing at the guests around him with his out-of-lightness and telling Cheng Chumo that there was something wrong with these people.

Cheng Chumo is sometimes stupid, sometimes smart, but fortunately, Cheng Chumo is quite smart at this time. Seeing Wei Hong's eyes, he immediately had a sense of understanding and looked at the guests around him quietly. After finding that these guests were all martial arts practitioners, Cheng Chumo stood up with a smile, patted his thighs and said, "Look at my brain, the horse has been running for so long, and hasn't told the store to feed the fodder." After that, he walked out. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!