Chapter Twenty-Five: Hot Tea Like Blood
Ma Jun's voice was loud, if it weren't for the remoteness of this place, I was afraid that it would alarm many people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
In Liu Chan's solemn gaze, Ma Jun, who originally seemed cowardly to him, had changed his previous impression at this moment, and he had the style of a celebrity in the early days.
Next, there were a few "bang bang bang" sounds, but this Ma Jun kowtowed a few times, which was quite a trend that Liu Chan couldn't afford to speak!
Looking at Ma Jun who suddenly changed so dramatically, Liu Chan didn't know that it was his performance just now that stimulated him, this young man seemed to be cowardly, but in fact he had a strong sense of self-esteem.
However, he did not step forward to help him up, but after a little muttering, he said: "If it is only for my doorman, then it is fine, but now that you are going to be my right-hand man, this will have to be considered." Rise up first, and wait until you have attained what you have just made in your vow, and then speak of today's events. ”
Liu Chan's words are not that he doesn't trust Ma Jun, on the contrary, after these days of observation, he has found that the other party is an extremely idealistic person in his heart, and his solemn behavior will not be fake. But, because of this, he began to hesitate.
He wanted to test whether the other person really had the ability to work with him. He doesn't have the powerful insight that his father or Zhuge Liang has cultivated through experience, so he must pass the test of time to determine whether this person really has outstanding qualities after throwing away the title of future mechanical master, and whether he really has enough ability to go hand in hand in many aspects. Otherwise, if you agree to come down at this time, in the end, you will only ruin an epoch-making scientist and an ordinary person who does nothing.
After listening to Liu Chan's words, Ma Jun said that it was false not to be lost, but he still stood up, "Since the lord intends to take the school, how can Deheng not obey." ”
With that, he bowed, then turned around and looked out the door.
Because he had heard the footsteps in the distance, from far to near.
Looking at the end of the road, Ma Jun's eyes were clear:
"From this moment on, the cowardly Ma Jun is dead! Now, standing in this world, only the ministers of the lord and the disciple of the Mo family, Deheng, are alive in the world! ”
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Zhuge Liang waved his hand while checking the official documents, and bowed sensibly to retire.
Most of the sparse music in front of him has been corrected, and there is only a small stack left, but the pen in his hand can't fall down for a long time, because, at this moment, all that echoes in his mind is the return of the steward just now, and the secret report from the secret channel a few days ago.
Young master Liu Chan, some time ago, went to Hanzhong!
Zhuge Liang suddenly felt a little headache. If before, he still admired Liu Chan's senses and thought that he was more suitable than Liu Feng to inherit Liu Bei's position, but after knowing that he went to Hanzhong, this view was completely reversed.
Stupid smart man, these are the words that came out of his shake when he learned the news.
Therefore, he roughly judged the date of Liu Chan's return, and immediately sent the news to the Young Master's Mansion and set the time for the school examination.
But what he didn't expect was that this young man, who he was originally disappointed, turned his changed senses around again after meeting.
Liu Chan, after experiencing this trip to Hanzhong, is a little like a different person!
washed away the impetuous arrogance of the young child, revealing the calm arrogance inside. But this is not what surprised Zhuge Liang the most.
What shocked him the most was that in the other party's words and deeds, the kind of step-by-step strategy that was vaguely revealed, and the edges and corners were sharpened, and they were as mellow as his father's shrewdness.
If it weren't for the fact that the other party had been in his field of vision since he left Hanzhong, he almost thought that this young master had been dropped by others.
The thoughts in his mind kept turning back, and after a long time, when he felt that the hand holding the pen hanging in the air was already sore, he suddenly woke up, and then decisively put down the pen, and stood up on the pear wood chair.
"That's it, let's make a decision after observing and observing, but the lord must have known about this matter at this time, with the lord's temperament...... This matter, troublesome. ”
Shaking his head and sighing, Zhuge Liang shook his sleeves a few times, regained his unfathomability and profundity, and walked out in the direction of the warehouse.
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Hanzhong, Liu Jun's camp.
A middle-aged man with a length of seven feet and five inches, his hands above his knees, his face calm, and it seemed that the sword would not be in the slightest panic when his sword deepened, sitting in the center of the room, with a cup of tea on the table in front of him, and a trace of white gas lingering on it.
In front of the man, there was another half-kneeling person.
The sun is long and winged.
"Your lord, your subordinates...... There is one thing that I don't know whether to talk about or not. Zhang Yi's voice seemed a little hesitant, but it is unknown whether it was really hesitation or to cover up his scheming.
In the entire Sichuan and Shu forces, there is only one person who can make Zhang Yi half-kneel on the ground.
Uncle Liu Huang, Liu Bei, Liu Xuande.
No one could detect his inner thoughts from his face, not even Zhang Yi, who had been with Liu Bei for a long time and was already a confidant.
Liu Bei picked up the tea and did not give it to his mouth to drink, but quietly looked at the smoke that continued to disperse and gather with the fluctuation of the air.
There was a long pause at this moment, and it wasn't until Zhang Yi felt that the knee kneeling on the ground was a little numb, and Liu Bei spoke softly.
"You have been with me for a long time, you should know whether you should talk about it or not, you should know ......"
Liu Bei only said half of what he said, but it was this half-sentence with a beginning and no end that made cold sweat spread all over Zhang Yi's forehead in an instant.
"This ...... The lord, the subordinates know their mistakes. His voice seemed very frightened, as a confidant, how could he not know the means of his lord in front of him.
However, after that, he was relieved, the lord obviously already knew something, so he didn't need to add oil and vinegar to the description. I only hope that this time the lord will not blame him.
However, Liu Bei didn't seem to hear Zhang Yi's voice, and after saying what he had just said, he fell into silence again, and in Zhang Yi's field of vision, the white mist on the hot tea covered Liu Bei's face, which seemed a little erratic.
Just after half an hour, suddenly, a breeze blew, dissipating the fog for a moment.
But it was Liu Bei who finally opened his mouth.
"I don't want anyone else to know about this. Also, I'm going to give you something to do. He put down the teacup in his hand, and his eyes converged on Zhang Yi's body, "Find Liu Kuo, who adopted the heir, and thank him for his nurturing grace to Zen'er over the years." ”
This sentence seems to be commonplace, but it is even better than the previous half of the sentence, which made Zhang Yi's pupils shrink instantly, and his face trembled a little!
Because, he saw that Liu Bei, his lord, not long after putting it down, he lifted the tea cup on the desk slightly, and then tilted it slightly, pouring out all the tea that had become warm inside!
Despite some distance, Zhang Yi could still feel the warmth of the tea poured out, like human blood.
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