Wang Feng is really sick, according to history, his lifespan is only two years left, and it is natural to have a little premonitory. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The general was sick, and the officials and magnates who visited him were like carp crossing the river, and there was an endless stream of them, and the doors and courtyards were like a city, stretching the streets and alleys.

Zhang Fang's carriage was blocked as soon as it reached the entrance of the alley, and he couldn't move forward, and when he lifted the curtain, he saw it, good guy, this formation is comparable to the hot scene on the eve of the promulgation of the purchase restriction order in later generations.

Han Zhong squeezed out a stinky sweat before handing over the post. Fortunately, after waiting for a while, I saw Wang An hurriedly come out of the general's mansion and looked around: "Where is the Marquis of Fuping?" The head of the house is invited. ”

Later, it was easy to attract the dissatisfaction of the visitors who crowded outside the gate and waited in line for most of the day, but when they heard the words "Fuping Hou", the scene of chaos was quiet. After a few breaths, the commotion continued, but the fledgling discontent dissipated.

Fuping Hou is already unlucky enough, and he will be sent to the border to guard the customs, so there is no need to worry about it.

Zhang Fang is not the first time to come back to the General's Mansion, but to be honest, he has not come much, especially in recent years, almost never come. I vaguely remember that Wang An also took him on this path last time, and at the end of the path was Wang Feng's private room.

Zhang Fang guessed correctly, in a private room with plain white walls, only candlesticks and bright lights, and two huge stone screens on the left and right, he saw Wang Feng.

Wang Feng sat firmly behind the short case, neatly dressed, tied with a white forehead, with a sick face, cheeks were a little thin, and his eyes were still full of energy, not angry and self-assured, and his majesty was not reduced.

Zhang Fang bowed slightly: "The general is sick, and he should rest on the couch more, but he is really ashamed to accept him for the sake of letting go." ”

Wang Feng motioned for Zhang Fang to sit down, stroked his beard and said with a smile: "The old man is also crowded outside the prefect's house, how can such a person who tends to be inflammatory, worthy of the old man's illness?" Fuping Hou is just the third group of honorable guests of the old man, not to mention tired. Well, the first two sets are His Majesty and the Queen Mother. ”

"The general is the pillar of the country, and Your Majesty cannot be without a king for a day." Zhang Fang sat down, full of concern, "The general is fine, right?" What does the doctor say? ”

"The body is old, and I can't feel the wind and cold even if I feel it." Wang Feng covered his mouth with his sleeve, coughed lightly, and shook his head, "Alas! It's old, it's useless! ”

Zhang Fang's mouth was full of generals' words, and his eyes flashed quickly left and right - there were only himself and Wang Feng in the elegant room, but he always had the feeling of being peeped at by a third party or even a fourth or fifth person. Zhang Fang believes in his instincts and believes in his own judgment. When the two sides are tense and the bayonets are red, no matter how generous Wang Feng is, it is impossible for him to receive him alone, is he not afraid of becoming the second Wang Li? He would never dare to take such a risk.

So, if there are people in this room, where will they hide?

The light and shadow of the candlestick swayed, and Zhang Fang's eyes flickered, falling on the left and right screens.

Zhang Fang's expression was different, how could he hide Wang Feng's spicy eyes? General Wang's expression was indifferent, and the corners of his mouth behind his sleeves hooked a playful smirk: Guess slowly, be frightened, this feeling is the most interesting.

"Marquis Fuping, how about these two white jade screens?"

Two screens, on the left is engraved a picture of the tiger descending the mountain, and on the right is the thick and thick ink of the official book "Burrow Ming".

After Liu Xiang transcribed the "Burrow Inscription", it was not only entered into the album compiled by him, but also hung in the elegant room of the house. When the ministers saw it, they all praised it and gradually spread. Wang Feng is obviously also vassal.

Zhang Fang touched his chin and shook his head: "It's not appropriate." ”

The corners of Wang Fengwei's sharp eyes hung up: "Well, what's wrong?" I want to hear and see. ”

Zhang Fang didn't mind the deterrence in Wang Feng's words, and said to himself: "The tiger on the left is like a general, mighty and vigorous, but what is the "Burrow" on the right? A tiger roar and the world heard it, which is the true nature of the general, and it is completely incompatible with this hermit in the burrow. The general of the knower is mindful of the world and aspires to the mountains and forests; Those who don't know are only vassals and elegant, sitting on power and showing the state of a hermit. Two words - hypocrisy! ”

A slap in the face is nothing more than this.

The white jade screen seemed to vibrate slightly, Wang Feng picked up the teacup, but it didn't fall, and naturally there was no drama of the left and right swords and axes.

After drinking a cup, Wang Feng's face returned to normal, and he said lightly: "The Marquis of Fuping is about to leave Chang'an, and it is normal for the country to be angry......

"No, the general is wrong." Zhang Fang smiled and groaned, "If I say that Dunhuang is too upright and what I want, will the general believe it?" ”

Wang Feng's hand poured tea into the water, and his eyes narrowed: "Is it difficult, you are deliberately ......"

"Exactly." Zhang Fang lazily leaned on the food table, tilted his head and squinted at Wang Feng, "You and I have been fighting for many years, and we have been fighting back and forth for several rounds, will the general think that I am such a willful person?" ”

To tell the truth, Wang Feng also suspected Zhang Fang's intentions, and asked his think tank to do an analysis. But after analyzing and analyzing, no matter how you look at Zhang Fang's play, I can't see any benefits. In the end, they came to a unanimous conclusion - the Marquis of Fuping was young and impetuous after all, and he suddenly lost his holy favor, and it was inevitable that he would act rashly and make mistakes.

However, now Zhang Fang said that it was intentional?! Is it true or false, or is it a trick?

I don't blame Wang Feng, even if he is as wise as Du Qin, he would not think of the dignified Fuping Marquis, the Han Dynasty and other noble relatives, and his head turned with such crazy thoughts-since he couldn't guess the purpose, how could he guess the motive?

"General, don't bother guessing, you won't be able to guess if you kill you. Let me guess what you're going to do with me next. ”

Wang Feng was stunned at first, and then laughed out loud: "Zhang Yixiao, Zhang Yixiao, you are a broken can, and you show people in such a marketable state...... You might as well take a guess. ”

"Well, General, it's rude." After Zhang Fang said this, his eyes changed, and his pupils dilated, deep and weird, as if he stretched out an invisible hand and dragged people's souls into the bottomless abyss.

At the same moment, Wang Feng's expression also changed, the smile that was originally holding the joke froze, and his eyes revealed a gradual state of fear, confusion, and confusion. He held the edge of the desk with one hand, and the corner of the case was pinched and rattled; The other hand was still holding the cup, and the tea was spilled with trembling, and the five fingers were pinched white.

Some people's willpower is very strong, and it takes a lot of mental power to break through their defenses and destroy their will, as was the case with Ji Xin, Wan Zhang, and Wang Feng back then. At this moment, Wang Feng was struggling with his strong will, desperately maintaining the last bit of spiritual sense.

Zhang Fang took a deep breath, leaned forward, and his eyes flashed: "Open!" ”

Wang Feng's brain thumped to the ground, and he was completely lost.

Zhang Fang did not follow the same path as before, but directly pierced the soul with a domineering soul - he was not here to interrogate today, but to kill.

The reason why Zhang Fang has been forbearance in the past, hiding and not using a secret killing move, is that the trick of forced hypnosis can only be released as the last big move at the bottom of the box when the face is completely torn and there is no room for maneuvering between each other. It was used early, and it had some scruples, so it was impossible to control the enemy in one fell swoop, and it was just a matter of alerting the enemy. Now that he and Wang Feng are in an endless situation, it is the right time to use it now.

"What is the general's plan to do against me?"

"Boom...... Gurg...... Rectify...... The edict ...... "Smack!" The porcelain cup shattered in Wang Feng's palm, piercing his palm with blood.

Zhang Fang was shocked, so vicious!

Due to this earthquake, I was slightly distracted and my control was slightly weaker. And Wang Feng was also in sharp pain in his palm, his mind cleared, and he hissed: "Zhang-put-"

The screen shook visibly, and it was clear that the people hiding behind it had noticed that something was wrong. And, although the cup was not broken, the cup was broken - the cup was broken.

Zhang Fang suddenly lifted his breath, condensed the essence of his whole body into his pupils, and struggled to send the cold and fierce dead qi into Wang Feng's eyes, reaching the depths of his brain.

"Whew!" Wang Feng screamed, holding his head in his hands, and collapsed like mud.

"General!"

"General!"

The screen collapsed, and five or six sturdy men with sharp crossbows poured out. A few people helped Wang Feng up, and the others pointed at Zhang Fang with crossbows.

Zhang Fang's face was pale, his eyes were like ink, his eyebrows were drooping, and he looked at the crossbow arrow as if it were nothing, and gasped slightly: "General...... Wind evil invades the body, and cold poison attacks. Don't wait until you help the general to rest! ”

At the same time, the muddy Wang Feng actually roared with all his strength: "Stop!" The old man is just a wind evil invading his body, and the cold poison is attacking......" Wang Feng's roar in front of him was quite powerful, and after repeating Zhang Fang's words, his expression became in a trance again, and he fell down with his face before he finished roaring.

"General......" The doormen suddenly became a mess.

Zhang Fang smiled faintly, gave a deep look at the unconscious Wang Feng, and turned around.

The door of the private room was wide open, and the children, grandchildren, guests, concubines, and servants rushed in in panic and screaming.

Zhang put his hands and walked along, and the tide of people swept by from both sides like a vague phantom, only the figure that stood out was so clear and calm......