On the incense table in front of Huan Wen, there were a few slightly scattered rulers and newspapers.

He didn't take these things to heart, and even now listening to the discussions of his subordinates, occasionally nodding his head to continue, he didn't really pay full attention to what words were in the mouths of those people.

He is a man who likes to fight, and since he killed Jiang Bo's three sons at the age of eighteen when he was mourning Jiang Bo, he has spent half of his life in battles and killings.

Killing people is not a difficult thing to do, in fact, it is simply frightening.

When the blade in your hand pierces into your body, the sensation is shocking enough. It is not shocked by the power given by weapons, but shocked by such a fresh life, which is nothing more than such a simple flesh and blood.

Many times, Huan Wen couldn't help but fall into deep thought when he looked at the people who died in his hands. It's just a few pieces of meat, but he has said such things and done such things in front of himself...... But in the final analysis, it's just a few pieces of meat, what's the difference between it and cattle and sheep.

People who kill heavily, no matter how wild they are in front of people, but openly and secretly, they will fear ghosts and gods.

Generally speaking, the more people who kill, the more afraid they will be of death. Because they understand that life is such a thing, and the fragile is not much different from the bubbles that the spring rain hits in the pool water.

But Huan Wen was neither afraid of death nor believed in ghosts and gods, he just lived alone and silently in this world, holding a soldier who was enough to cleanse the world, looking at the world indifferently.

The king feared him, the nobles shunned him, and the common people regarded him as a god.

He didn't have too right thoughts himself, he looked at the vast Central Plains south of the Yangtze River, and thought to himself, that land should be mine, so he sent troops to the north.

That's it.

He Huan Wen is such a person.

The subordinates' discussion continued, and there was even a faint intention to quarrel.

This is also an inevitable thing, the general who leads the troops to fight is not like the civil manager of the court, and the discussion of a knife hidden in a crooked smile has been discussed for a long time, and I can't wait for every word to reveal some wit.

The military attache is different, although it is not enough to draw a sword against each other without saying a word, but in fact, the matter of directly crippling the other party in front of him has indeed happened.

However, Huan Wen is not worried, the martial artist is straightforward, and the day before yesterday he greeted the other party's wife face to face, and he can hand over his life to the other party on the battlefield tomorrow. This kind of friendship is incomprehensible to those who are corrupted all day long.

Although Huan Wen was also from the Shi clan, he did not inherit the clothes of the Shi clan when he lost his father at a young age. Even if he married a princess and became a colt in his early years, he was still no different from the eighteen-year-old boy who stabbed the enemy.

People like Huan Wen are like a piece of granite. Who can change?

There was a scolding voice in his ears, followed by Xi Chao's mediation left and right.

Xi Chao is a very capable person, and with his existence, Huan Wen is like a tiger. Xi Chao...... Suddenly thinking of the piece he had given him earlier, his eyes were looking for the incense case, and a crumpled piece of paper in the corner fell into view.

Take it out and see, there are a few big characters on it: Luoxia and the lonely bird fly together, and the autumn water is the same color as the sky.

It's just that the writer was exhausted later, and the pen power was insufficient, and the last three words were vague and ethereal, but they still didn't lose their taste.

It's kind of interesting.

This word was naturally written by Xie Xiaoman, and she practiced calligraphy with Guo Pu's post, and she has been practicing for a while, and she is no longer Wuxia Ameng.

Guo Pu's words have a chic and unrestrained fairy spirit, and Xie Xiaoman has naturally learned different customs, which is very different from the hairpin flowers written by other little ladies in the boudoir.

Huan Wen looked at the handwriting and this sentence, thinking of the rather playful little girl, and a slight smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

In his ears, it was not the silk bamboo suitable for reminiscence, but the sound of Jin Ge's sword drawing. Raising his head a little impatiently, sure enough, there were a few more guys arguing, two of them had already jumped on the case, and even more of them had already shown their weapons.

Poor Xi Chao is a scribe in the realm, and at this time, he has a bit of a graceful bearing that is not afraid of soldiers.

It's a pity that this bearing is useless now, and a warrior wants to fight like a man wants to have a morning erection, and extraordinary external forces can stop it.

Huan Wen sneered slightly, and smashed the tea cup in his hand.

The tea splashed followed by the splash of blood, and the one who had already made the posture of "drawing the knife and cutting off the water to make the water flow", at this time scolded fiercely, stretched out his hand to wipe the blood on his face, and scolded: "Which turtle grandson dares to smash Lao Tzu!" Come out and compare with Lao Tzu!"

"It's you, me!" Huan Wen's voice was not loud, but it was enough to scare a few little rabbit cubs into urinating.

All the trouble-seeking things in the house were cleaned up like a spring breeze, Huan Wen's gaze slowly slid over those few subordinates who were showing off their might, and sneered: "If you want to copy the guys to fight, get out of the fight!" Who dares to smash my home, Lao Tzu wasted a pair of tricks for him!"

It was like a bandit, but it was enough to silence those guys.

Xi Chao glanced at Huan Wen helplessly, then looked at the guys who had just fallen into the scolding war, stood in place and sighed, and shook his head.

Every time he saw Xi Chao's appearance, Huan Wen felt comfortable, thinking that there was finally a problem that your kid couldn't solve.

So Huan Wen was in a good mood, and waved his hand casually: "Get out."

Everyone quietly retreated as if they heard the sound. As for whether there will be any more fists and kicks in the future, it is unknown.

Xi Chao arched his hand and was about to leave, but was stopped by Huan Wen: "Can you ask clearly, what is the attitude of the Xie family?"

Xi Chao glanced at Huan Wen, and then at him, meaning something, but he didn't speak.

"If there's a fart, let it go!" Huan Wen slapped it over, and Xi Chao Shi Ran dodged it.

With a sigh, Xi Chao said: "Although I understand what the general means, I always feel that this matter is inappropriate."

Huan Wen didn't speak, just waited for his next step.

"Although Xie Xiaoman is a side branch of the Xie family, he is also the little lady of the Xie family of Chen County. No matter how powerful the general is, he will come out and ...... Nor is it a first-class scholar. Accepting such a woman as a concubine is not only indispensable to discussion in the court, but the attitude of the Xie family will naturally be very subtle. ”

Huan Wen raised his eyebrows and smiled: "What's subtle?" The Xie family was embarrassed and didn't know, at that time in the cabin, General Ben had already seen everything, if he didn't accept her, wouldn't he have abandoned it from the beginning?"

Xi Chao was speechless, thinking that these words were obviously justified, but when they came out of the general's mouth, there was a taste of banter......