他内心世界的挣扎<></span>在那里继续唠叨<></span>唠叨声里伴随着喝粥的吸溜声：<></span>哎呀<></span>这一听啊<></span>越听越喜欢<></span>是越听越和心事<></span>是越听越觉得<></span>这里面说的怎么就那么熟悉呢<></span>怎么就是在说<></span>早年<></span>老夫去的一个地儿呢<></span><></span>

  顾岩吧嗒下嘴巴<></span>端起碗<></span>咕噜噜的喝完<></span>取出帕子慢条斯理的擦擦嘴<></span>这一屋子人<></span>都听进去了<></span>都要急死了<></span>

  他擦完<></span>这才继续说道：<></span>哎<></span>早年<></span>石黄山大战<></span>那一场<></span>打的凄凉<></span>悲壮呀<></span>那人死的老鼻子去了<></span>先帝爷英明<></span>那一战都说赢不了<></span>以一敌百呢<></span>可咱先帝爷是什么人<></span>天子<></span>那是有大智慧的<></span>怎么说来着<></span>赢了<></span>咱先帝爷说赢<></span>那一准儿没跑<></span><></span>

  一屋子官员又站起来恭声唱：先帝英明……

  老爷子复又坐下继续说：<></span>一场大战下来<></span>遍地残骸<></span>那天老夫负责后面<></span>去的晚<></span>去的时候<></span>打完了都<></span>那天……正是傍晚<></span>太阳是红的<></span>路面是红的<></span>战场是红的<></span>血战旗也是红的……

  咱先帝爷<></span>拄着他的天子剑<></span>笔直的站在战场<></span>老夫就远远的看着<></span>觉得这世上<