"Why don't we try to write a letter to the Ten Permanent Servants?"

Bai Jingjing's woman's opinion, the speaker has no intention of listening, Tang Zhou's eyes suddenly lit up, this is a good method. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The old pervert Tang Zhou didn't have anything to do, he would definitely die if he continued like this, and after thinking for a moment, a strange brilliance flashed in his eyes.

Rebellion, that's a felony!

Tang Zhou lurked beside Zhang Jiao because of his identity as a servant, and all he had to do every day was to play the clown and amuse the great sage and mentor.

Several times, Zhang Jiao revealed that he wanted to castrate Tang Zhou as his eunuch/official manager.

Tang Zhou suddenly broke out in a cold sweat on his back, I am a mother alone, I just want to eat together, but I don't want to be a bad descendant.

Fortunately, at that time, Zhang Jiao's royal business was not successful, and the so-called Huang Tian was just a blueprint for his planning.

It's just that Tang Zhou has been paying attention since then, and whenever he prays to the sky in the dead of night: "Hey, great god, please be sure to protect me, a lonely and helpless vulgar villain, all of this is made up by the old ghost of Zhang Jiao, but it has nothing to do with himself." ”

Tang Zhou felt that it seemed that only after repenting to the sky for a moment every day could his heart calm down a little and he could sleep peacefully.

If Ma/Yuanyi succeeds, Zhang Jiao is very likely to stay in Luoyang, Tang Zhou touched his chin, then he had to go and tell the truth.

Anyway, in private, Tang Zhou swallowed a lot of money that was originally filial piety to Zhang Rang, because he was not optimistic about Zhang Jiao's "Yellow Turban Career" from the beginning.

The grass platform team built by a group of farmers in a vain attempt to go public on the NAS market in the United States is simply a fool's dream.

After making up his mind, Tang Zhou immediately recovered his spirit and went to Wushan with Bai Jingjing in his arms, and after a while, Bai Jingjing's delicate panting came from the bed.

Yan Zhengkou talked about the events of the night, but everyone's attention was focused on Bai Jingjing's bed/work.

"I think the pretty widow's kung fu is still good. It's a pity, it's cheaper than Tang Zhou. ”

Bu Ji smiled and agreed, but he had made an appointment with Bai Jingjing three times and was unavoidable, and met Zhang Jiao, Zhang Bao, and He Man successively.

According to the current words, Bai Jingjing is a bus, anyone can get in.

Wang Wenliang also had a bright smile on his face, took the stubble, and said, "It's just a pity that the person is gone." ”

Almost at the same time, everyone present sighed at Bai Jingjing's departure, and the spice of life left.

As soon as Zhang Bao saw this posture and continued to discuss it, he seriously deviated from the topic, and began to care about the pretty widow's affairs!

Zhang Jiao's body has deteriorated, and I don't know if it has consumed a lot of energy by exerting "supernatural powers".

Zhang Bao remembered the two maids beside Zhang Jiao, Butterfly Dance and Dream, but unfortunately the eldest brother didn't let him touch it.

"Ahem, first of all, the Yellow Turban Organization is very heartbroken for the emergence of a traitor like Tang Zhou, our Yellow Turban Organization has been inherited for more than 20 years, and I never thought that there would be such a traitor who is greedy for life and afraid of death, and betrays his friends for glory!"

As the founder and helmsman of Taiping Dao, Zhang Jiao's loud words stopped the noise of the crowd.

However, Tang Zhou is a disciple of Zhang Jiao, and his status is awkward, Yan Zheng, Bu Ji, and Bo Cai are all outsiders, so it is naturally inconvenient to say more.

Zhang Jiao is not stupid, he will not set himself on fire, he shifted the topic to women.

"Fellow believers, women are corrupting people's hearts, Tang Zhou is such a loyal believer because a woman in the Red Chamber actually rebelled."

Zhang Jiao sighed faintly and said, "Lessons from the past, everyone must tighten their belts, don't do anything stupid again." ”

In fact, there are many female disciples who believe in the Taiping Dao, but unfortunately, they are severely malnourished, and most of them are crooked melons and cracked dates, and occasionally a few are good, but their bodies are too thin like bean sprouts.

Of course, this can't be blamed on those female parishioners, they are all daughters of ordinary peasant families, and they have nothing to eat, so their natural figure is miserable.

But those female believers can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, Zhang Bao, even if they are lustful, how can they play with skinny bones?

Thinking of this, Zhang Bao felt that those women in the Qinglou were still tasteful, with charming voices and slender figures.

Thinking about it, Zhang Bao felt that the power of the desolation in his body was about to explode, and he felt that the Yellow Turban Army should plunder more than to rescue such a woman in the Red Mansion.

"General Digong, in fact, the concubines of those landlords and gentry are also good, and the rain and dew are all wet!"

Wang Wenliang on the side seemed to see Zhang Bao's thoughts, and muttered in a low voice, when he was staying in the manor to do long-term work, he thought about the boss's wife, and he dreamed of Yunyu.

No, after Wang Wenliang's subordinates gathered hundreds of people, the first thing he did was to snatch the boss's wife.

"Yes, keep an eye on me then!" Zhang Bao patted Wang Wenliang on the shoulder and said solemnly.

"Didn't I say it, great sage and good teacher, I shouldn't have recruited someone like Tang Zhou in the first place, it's just an Italian on our side!" Yan Zheng said dissatisfiedly.

As one of the few scholars among the Yellow Turban believers, Yan Zheng is full of wealth, rich in learning, and especially likes to read all kinds of strange classics.

"What kind of Italian is that?" Zhang Bao felt that this term was very interesting, and humbly asked for advice.

"That general, this is not the point, the point is that Tang Zhou's house has caused irreparable damage to our Yellow Turban cause, no matter what, we must investigate it thoroughly!"

Yan Zheng patted the table and said in a deep voice.

"That's it, that's it, when I look at him, he's not a good person, he has thief eyebrows and rat eyes, and those small eyes are often squinted, and at first glance, he is a guy who usually doesn't study "Taiping Yaoshu" well, and he doesn't seriously implement the policy of the great sage and good teacher!"

Zhang Mancheng is quite dissatisfied with this guy, he is the veritable fourth person of the Taiping Sect "Divine Envoy", this Tang Zhou is the green onion, why do you say that you are Zhang Jiao's big disciple? !

It's a pity that Zhang Mancheng will never understand the rules of Game of Thrones, and he has already threatened Zhang Jiao's position.

Ma/Yuanyi's fate was also Zhang Mancheng's end, but Zhang Mancheng did not propose to go to Luoyang, which avoided the disaster of killing.

Taiping Dao was actually a loose alliance, and everyone ostensibly respected Zhang Jiao as the general of Tiangong, but in fact they still made generous decisions on combat matters.

Zhang Jiao couldn't command the Yellow Turban Legion in the rest of the states at all, and he couldn't twist everyone into a rope, just waiting to be broken by Wang Shi one by one!

Zhang Mancheng was the most powerful except for Ma/Yuanyi, and at that time, Bo Cai chose to forbear, and no one noticed that this taciturn man was generous with more than 100,000 subordinates.