Sent Lu Lingqi away in a few words, Zhang Fan continued to extract skills, skills are good things, whether you eat meat and drink fragrant or eat bran vegetables depends on this draw......

When the results were revealed, Zhang Fan was like eating chicken ribs, tasteless and a pity to abandon them. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

I don't know if this skill is good or bad?

Dingdong, congratulations on winning the specialty skill - Advanced Piano Skill lv1. S-level special skills, advanced version of basic piano skills. Learn the charm of this skill +3, which can greatly improve the sense of musicality and skillfully play all piano instruments.

The piano is a musical instrument that is full of cultural connotations. As early as more than 3,000 years ago, the qin has become popular, and gradually formed the tradition of "qin, chess, calligraphy and painting" that ancient literati must have.

Since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, Taoism, Confucianism, Mo, and Law have ...... Although the thoughts of the hundreds of schools of thought are different, they all have a special impression of the qin, which integrates the essence of the hundred schools of thought, and shows the quiet and serene and chic sound in the depths of people's hearts. It has always been regarded as a representative of "Huaxia Zhengyin" and "Vowel Yale".

This is indeed a good skill, and it can't be said that it is useless to Zhang Fan, after all, it is always good to have a skill.

Moreover, Zhang Fan has always worked hard to build himself into the image of a perfect literati, and it would be a little embarrassing if he could not do the same as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. But to be honest, the role is very limited!

Zhang Fan's predecessor was poor, and in order to provide him with education, Zhou was already smashing pots and selling iron, and there was really no spare energy for him to cultivate other hobbies. Therefore, Zhang Fan Junzi has not studied the six arts and piano, chess, calligraphy and painting seriously.

Alas, luck is conserved, and it's really a bit wishful thinking to draw two coveted things at once, forget it, just be normal.

From another point of view, Qin Yi can not only play an artist to attract fans to reward, but also a tool for pretending to be a ditch girl; Take 10,000 steps back and say, maybe you can learn from Zhuge Liang Chenglou to retreat a million male soldiers with a three-foot Yaoqin, which is simply the ultimate wind!

When Zhang Fan was yy, Zhou Tai walked up to him and saluted:

"Lord, Zu Lang has woken up."

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, "Oh, I know, bring him to my tent......"

"No." Zhou Tai left with two guards......

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Ten minutes later, Zu Lang was pushed and taken to the big tent of the Chinese army, disgraced and depressed, and Zhang Fan's high-spirited attitude when he first saw him was almost like two people, Zhang Fan almost didn't recognize it at a glance.

Dressed in Confucian robes, Zhang Fan was dressed in white and gentle, not at all like the executioner who had just sent 26,000 soldiers on both sides to hell with his own hands.

Zu Lang had thought of all kinds of vicious and ugly words and was ready to throw them to him in person, but the moment he saw Zhang Fan, he felt ashamed of himself. The filthy scolding was stillborn, and a thousand words finally turned into a helpless sigh......

Zhang Fan untied the rope for him with his own hands, stretched out his hand with a spring breeze on his face and said:

"Zong Shuai, please!"

There are delicious wines and delicacies on the small tables, roast chicken and grilled fish, exuding bursts of aroma.

Zu Lang thought to himself that Zhang Fan put on this appearance of Corporal Lixian, and his intention was self-evident. If he resolutely refuses to surrender, then he can only cut himself with one sword.

Since we are going to die, we must also be a full ghost, and we can't wronged ourselves. After a day of fighting, I didn't eat a drop of water, and I was already hungry. At the moment, he was not polite, and he sat down and began to eat and drink as if no one was around......

Zu Lang ate a meal for more than half an hour, Zhang Fan didn't say a word from beginning to end, smiling, not angry or angry, and simply took the two words of etiquette to the extreme.

Zu Lang burped a few times in a row, picked up the wine bowl and drank it all, threw the bowl on the ground and smashed it to pieces, and said the first sentence since entering the account today:

"It's fucking delicious! It's a pity that I can't drink anymore......"

Zhang Fan smiled and answered: "This wine is called Immortal Brew, and there is this kind of wine in the disdain, as long as Zong Shuai wants to drink it, he can have as many ...... as he wants."

Zu Lang waved his hand and said coldly:

"Okay, I'm a rough man, ugly words in front, old. Zi has been an uncle for more than 40 years, and he has been a slave to others...... I can't do it! Don't waste your time and send the old one early. Go down and be reunited with your brothers! ”

Zhang Fan had expected it and asked lightly:

"No negotiation?"

Zu Lang said categorically: "No." ”

Zhang Fan smiled: "You refuse to surrender to me, do you disobey me?" ”

Zu Lang didn't think about it, and blurted out: "Naturally, I don't accept it." ”

Zhang Fan picked up the wine glass and drank it all, "Oh? Our two armies are equal in number, and I have defeated you with dignity, so why disagree? ”

Zu Lang was speechless for a while, and after pondering for a long time, he finally held back a reason:

"I ...... I...... My army is running for a long time, people are sleepy and tired, you are just lucky to win, how can you be convinced? ”

Zhang Fan's eyes flashed, and he said with a smile:

"You think I'm going to kill you, the world thinks I'm going to kill you, but I don't. Although you don't accept me today, one day I will convince you. Why don't I let you go today, what do you think? ”

Zulang's mouth opened wide, thinking that there was something wrong with his ears:

"What did you say?"

Zhang Fan deliberately guided: "I said I would let you go." Since you are not convinced by me today, I will let you go back and reorganize your army and horses, and fight me for the defeat; What if you are captured by me again? ”

Zu Lang was stunned for a moment, "If you can capture me again, I will obey you." ”

Zhang Fan stroked his palms and laughed, "Okay, a gentleman's word, a quick horse." Someone's coming...... Send the commander out of the camp. ”

Then Zu Lang was surrounded by Zhang Fan in the fog and sent outside the tent, as if he was in a dream.

Zhang Fan handed him the reins of the horse, and told him like a friend who had seen him off for many years:

"Originally, I was supposed to stay here for the night, but seeing that you are like an arrow, it is not good to stay. The money, food and water have been prepared, this is far away from the mountains and rivers, I hope you have a smooth journey, I believe it won't be long before we can meet again, don't think about it! ”

Zu Lang's face is black, thinking of you big-headed ghost, old. I can't wait to peel you with cramps, and you pray that you don't fall into my hands in the future!

Zu Lang got on the horse in a daze, and at this time he was still a little incredulous. I happened to catch a glimpse of the red horse under the crotch and was particularly handsome, and ...... It seemed a little familiar, and asked in surprise:

"This horse is not ......"

"Yes, that's right." Zhang Fan nodded, "Due to the unfortunate death of your war horse, I deeply regret this. To make amends to you, I reluctantly give you the best horse in my army, the dragon foal horse that has been with me for many years. ”

Knowing that he was an enemy who was not in the same place, Zu Lang was still a little inexplicably moved for a moment.

After all, there are no horses in the south, and this horse knows that it is a rare treasure without asking. The horse is not just a vehicle, he is his closest comrade-in-arms, a personal companion, and for a general, he can also be a powerful weapon.

A good horse is hard to find, and it is even more difficult to tame it, and it is not difficult to imagine how much strength Zhang Fan had to get it, and how much time it took to tame it like an arm......

Even if it was an enemy, Zu Lang had to be impressed by Zhang Fan's mind, and he sincerely admired it, and he couldn't do it anyway. The ancient Meng taste, it's just that!

Everyone present had respect for Zhang Fan, only the corners of Lu Lingqi's mouth twitched and sneered:

This negative-minded bastard, with a new love, shines on the night jade lion, and immediately abandons his old love. Originally, she also liked this dragon foal horse, and she just asked Zhang Fan for it......

As a result, he said that there was only one horse, and after giving it to her, he was afraid that other generals would not accept it and cause a lot of emotions. It's better to give it to outsiders who don't want to do it...... Who would have thought that he would give it to Zu Lang, and really wanted to break open the head of this thing to see if there was water inside?

Zu Lang urged the horsewhip, through the bright moonlight, Da Wan Ma was like an arrow from the string and drove into the distance, at this time Zu Lang really believed that Zhang Fan really let him go, his mood was extremely complicated, should he be confident or arrogant?

Zu Lang glanced back at Zhang Fan, who waved goodbye, and said hatefully in his heart:

Zhang Fan, you wait, letting me go will be the biggest mistake you have made in this life, and soon, you will definitely regret it...... (To be continued.) )