The main hall of the state capital is spacious and bright, with a few laurel flowers placed in the corner, and the rich and refreshing fragrance of flowers wanders in the warm spring breeze.

Fu Bang, Ling Yue, Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, and Bai Wuchang sat in the main hall in turn, holding a bowl of tea in their hands, with solemn expressions.

Ji Yu, who was dressed in a black robe and wore a yellow oriole hairpin, was sitting on the main seat, discussing something with the six people.

At this moment, the young man in the city who was guarding the gate walked in with Fan Kuan, and then saluted the six people first, and then to Ji Yu.

At this time, the meeting stopped, Ji Yu put down the teacup, raised his head, and at the same time raised his hand to signal that the young man did not need to be polite.

He looked at the tall Fan Kuan, showed a gentle smile like a spring breeze, and said, "You're here, sit!"

His voice is also very gentle, and that tone gives people the feeling that there is no arrogance, amiable, as if an old friend is reunited.

For some reason, looking at Ji Yu's smile full of spring breeze and listening to the words that were as gentle as old wine, the great sadness in Fan Kuan's heart suddenly decreased by a few points.

Nervously, he found a seat and sat down, which of course was very close to Fu Bang.

Ji Yu said: "Fan Kuan, I know about the affairs of your family, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, please mourn!"

Fan Kuan nodded heavily, and said categorically: "Don't worry, general, I promised my mother that I would follow the general to work hard, fight his mother in a peaceful and prosperous world, and then return to her hometown with honor, so that my mother can take a good look at her son's appearance." ”

Ji Yu smiled, with a look of appreciation in his eyes: "People, it doesn't matter how great your ability is, but you must always have great ideals and ambitions, otherwise what's the difference between it and salted fish?"

Fan Kuan scratched his head, not knowing what to say, looking a little overwhelmed, but he still received Ji Yu's appreciation, so he smiled happily from the bottom of his heart.

The simple and true temperament is always pleasing.

The corners of Ji Yu's lips raised slightly, and he asked, "Do you want to cultivate?"

Fan Kuan was stunned, pointed to his nose, and asked in disbelief, "Can I too?"

Ji Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "All living beings have a Dao fate, just look at how to find it, and how to cultivate it?"

Fan Kuan thought for a while and asked excitedly: "If you build the avenue, can you bring your mother back to life?"

Ji Yu shook his head and said, "Even the strongest person in this world can't have the ability to come back to life. ”

Speaking of this, he suddenly changed his words: "However, if you cultivate the avenue, you will have the ability to do what you want to do, and you will be able to realize what you want and what you want." ”

Fan Kuan's eyes flashed like a little star, it was hope and desire.

He asked, "General, can you take me into the Tao?"

Ji Yu smiled and said, "I can't, but Fu Bang can." ”

Fan Kuan turned his head to look at the young man who looked like a bandit most in the world and carried three knives on his back, his expression was both excited and moved, faintly, mixed with some expectations.

Ji Yu glanced at Ling Yue, Han Xing, Long Jia, Xiahou Yuan, and Bai Wuchang, and then took the lead in getting up and quietly walked out of the main hall.

The rest of the people understood and followed suit.

For a while, there were only two people left in the entire main hall, Fu Bang and Fan Kuan.

Fan Kuan's eyes were red again, tears flowed down uncontrollably, and he said in a trembling voice: "Brother Fu Bang, I want to cultivate, I want to have a career, I want my mother to be proud of me!"

In the excitement of speaking, he actually knelt down with a puff, with the intention of pleading.

Unfortunately, before his knees could hit the ground, he was stopped by Fu Bang's flash.

Fu Bang slowly helped him up and said, "Didn't I tell you when you were my own soldier?

Fan Kuan was stunned, and then moved to tears, and said in a trembling voice: "Yes, big brother, we are brothers!"

Fu Bang laughed: "From today onwards, you follow me, and I will teach you how to enter the Tao and how to cultivate the Tao. ”

Fan Kuan nodded, and said categorically: "Okay, where the eldest brother goes, Fan Kuan will go!"

Fu Bang said: "You are born with divine power, and your physique is different from ordinary people, I asked for a roll n from General Ji Yu, which is very suitable for you." ”

When Fan Kuan heard this, he asked excitedly, "What kind of n?"

Fu Bang laughed: "Of all the N in this world, the strongest can be called peerless, and this volume of N in my hand is the peerless N, which is called Kaishan!"

A few days after Chinese New Year's Eve, Wen Zhuo had just taken the throne with ruthless means, and Luoyang ushered in a new crisis.

He stabbed Shi Dingyuan in the state, led an army of one million, camped 200,000 miles, and personally conquered the traitor Wen Zhuo.

Looking at the formation of the black clouds outside the city that were about to destroy the city, the people of Luoyang, who were dressed in brocade clothes and jade food, still didn't feel much except for some shock.

They have seen a lot of this kind of scene, anyway, whoever comes in can't kill innocents, set fires, burn and loot in Luoyang, after all, it is also the imperial city at the feet of the Son of Heaven.

Burn down the imperial city and take Luoyang, what's the point?

However, in the face of Wen Zhuo, who did not have a trace of confidence in characters like Shichang and He Jing, he was a little weak and anxious at this time.

Because under Ding Yuan, there is a bn Lu Wenhou.

The history of Yizhou Ji Yu's fortune is legendary, but the people of the Later Han Dynasty only think that he only has the qualifications to compete with Lu Wenhou, which shows how terrifying Lu Wenhou is.

And Ding Yuan can rank first among the princes of the Ten Roads, and he probably has an inseparable relationship with Lu Wenhou.

Looking at Wen Zhuo, who was pacing back and forth in the main hall of the house, like ants on a hot pot, Cheng Yingguang was very leisurely, holding a cup of tea and tasting it slowly.

I didn't know that Cheng Yingguang drank a few sips of tea, Wen Zhuo finally couldn't sit still, and asked anxiously: "Mr. Li Ru, you should think of a way for me, then Lu Wenhou is not He Jing and Zhang Rang!"

Cheng Yingguang put down the teacup and asked unhurriedly: "What, have you seen this Lu Wenhou make a move?"

Wen Zhuo sighed and said, "When the Red Turban Army uprising broke out, this Lu Wenhou almost killed Tiangong General Zhang Jiao. ”

Cheng Yingguang narrowed his eyes and said, "It turns out that you are not worried about Ding Yuan's million-strong army at all, but about this Lu Wenhou. ”

Wen Zhuo snorted coldly: "What is so terrible about Ding Yuan's million-strong army, if there is no Lu Wenhou, how can he be the head of the Ten Paths Princes, but only one dung grass!"

Cheng Yingguang stroked the somewhat gray beard on his chin, and asked with a smile: "If I tell you that Ding Yuan and Lu Wenhou are becoming more and more discordant now, and there are faint irreconcilable rifts in them, are you still worried?"

Wen Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he said: "As long as there is a rift, you can make the two turn against each other, and even let Lu Wenhou be used by me, and ask Mr. Li Ru to teach me!"

Cheng Yingguang laughed loudly: "The old man doesn't know how to make the enemy's sharpest knife now, and he is willing to be held by you, but if you let you Xiliang fight Lu Wenhou once, I will probably have a way to deal with it." ”

Wen Zhuo thought for a while and asked, "How is Huaxiong?"

Cheng Yingguang asked rhetorically: "Under your subordinates, is there anyone more brave than Hua Xiong?"

Wen Zhuo shook his head and said, "It's gone." ”

Cheng Yingguang spread his hands: "Isn't that enough, tomorrow the enemy army calls for battle, you let Huaxiong single out Lu Wenhou, and once the situation during and after the war is analyzed, the old man will have a way to deal with it." ”

Wen Zhuo immediately smiled happily and bowed to Cheng Yingguang, who was sitting on the Taishi chair drinking tea.

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