When people are disappointed, they are very depressed, and when they are desperate, they are silent and have no words.

So, Ding Yuan finally just took a deep look at Lu Wenhou, who was eating noodles tastelessly, and then turned around and walked out of the tent.

A subordinate makes the leader with a heavy fist disappointed and desperate about it, this matter is not so simple, this subordinate is dismissed is considered light, generally speaking, he has to die!

Ding Yuan, who walked out of the camp tent in Lu Wen, looked at the blue sky high and far away, and said with emotion: "Is it really that the Tao is different and does not conspire with each other?"

After a sigh full of disappointment, Ding Yuan brushed his sleeves and left.

As he was leaving, he broke off the willow branch of the crooked-necked willow tree in front of the camp tent in Lüwen, and made a great decision in his heart.

In Yizhou, the crazy expansion of armaments, coupled with the hard work of Ou Ye Zhishui and a group of craftsmen, an army of 700,000 is finally about to take shape.

If you can exceed one million, you will be eligible to be ranked among the princes of the Ten Roads.

But even if there are not more than one million, there are a group of terrifying people like Ji Yu, but a million can also exert the strength of a million.

Because of the frantic expansion of the military department, the Yizhou state capital has been very busy.

Ji Yu was going to personally take people to the barracks and school to make some more efficient drill plans.

It's a pity that at the moment when he had just led people out of the state capital, he saw four sentences on the vermilion courtyard wall, which should be twenty words and a poem.

The body is a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror platform, always wipe diligently, do not cause dust.

Suddenly, Ji Yu rode his horse to this corner and looked at it seriously.

Han Xing cupped his chin and said thoughtfully: "These words are very well written, and the words are also very beautiful, but who gave him the right to come to our state capital to scribble?"

It's a pity that no one paid attention to him.

Because as long as you are in a little mood, you can feel the faint Zen breath in this poem.

However, apart from the time of war, where does Han Xing usually have any state of mind.

The others felt the Zen breath, and Fu Bang saw the Zen realm.

Ji Yu, on the other hand, saw a cicada and found a cicada.

So, he turned his head and raised his eyebrows and said, "Pen and ink!"

Then, a disciple of the city within a city rushed back to the state capital, took pen and ink, and handed it to Ji Yu with both hands.

Ji Yu held the huge pen, dipped it in ink, and began to write these four sentences behind the poem full of meditation.

It's still twenty words, a poem, and it's still Bodhi.

Bodhi has no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where to stir up dust.

At the time of the sting, all things are glorious, and a Buddha cicada enters spring.

Inside and outside Luoyang City, the wind and clouds are still there, but the storm has stopped.

Hua Xiong beheaded several generals in a row, and after being defeated by Lu Wenhou, nothing happened again.

The people of Luoyang, who are well-dressed and well-fed, not only did not feel half happy, but even felt that this was very boring!

And Wen Zhuo is even more exaggerated, every time he goes to the "God of Food", he will ask someone to send a few catties of sauce beef, and a few ** daughters to the Bingzhou military camp and give Lu Wenhou to go.

This Lu Wenhou didn't shy away from suspicion at all, and accepted all the orders.

At this time, in the private room on the top floor of the God of Food, there is one cliff that is the most special.

A playmaker and a cook sat inside, roasting whole lamb with relish.

On the table, what was placed was not any kind of wine in the secret realm of the earth spirit, but the "West Wind Spirit", which the people of Daqin in the Donghua Continent loved to drink.

Eating fragrant roast mutton and drinking the strongest wine in the Donghua Continent, the cook asked with some emotion: "You don't stay well in Wei Kingdom, what are you doing here?"

The drama laughed: "Because the food here is really delicious, and the wine is also good, I'll try it." ”

The cook sneered: "You can fool others, but you can't fool me!"

The drama raised his eyebrows and said, "If I can deceive you, will it make Daqin stronger and stronger now?"

If Ji Yu is here, when he hears the title of Kuzi, he will definitely think of someone.

That is the Donghua Continent, the world's first chef.

The cook sighed, ate a large piece of roast lamb, and said, "I don't say that so well, I'm just a cook." ”

"Then I'm just a joke!"

The actor smiled meaningfully and said: "Okay, okay, I won't talk to you about this, what kind of character do you look at Lu Wenhou? If it's really a talent, we have to find a way to take it out, maybe we can make some trouble for Daqin." ”

The cook pointed to the sky outside the window and said, "Even if Lu Wenhou is a talent, now that this place is blocked, can you tell him to let us out?"

Xizi sighed and said, "This spiritual secret realm, which has not been blocked once for many years, is suddenly blocked, and it is also when the disciples of the Western Chu Shangwu Pavilion enter, I think there are ghosts." ”

The cook smiled and said, "I also think there are ghosts, I don't know, which one do you think the ghost will be?"

Xizi raised his eyebrows and said, "What do you think, that disciple of the Western Chu Shangwu Pavilion, Ji Yu?"

The cook was thoughtful and replied, "You can fight with Lu Wenhou!"

And the state barracks, in the camp tent of Lü Wenhou.

He was eating the sauced beef that Wen Zhuo specially entrusted someone to deliver, and drinking the delicious daughter red.

At this moment, a pro-guard suddenly walked in, looking panicked.

Seeing this, Lu Wenhou vaguely guessed something and smiled self-deprecatingly.

And the pro-guard was still out of breath, and said anxiously: "General, let's go, Lord Ding Yuan, I want to kill you!"

Lu Wenhou waved his hand and said very domineeringly: "No, I'll go find him!"

Then, he lifted the flickering Fang Tian painting halberd in the corner, and strode out of the tent.

The guard, who had secretly reported to him, was stunned, unable to react.

After all, no one has ever been as domineering as Lu Wenhou, and his behavior is so domineering.

After a while, the pro-guard finally came to his senses, but the tent was empty, and he couldn't help but feel lost.

However, soon this feeling disappeared without a trace, and then he rushed out of the tent to find Lu Wenhou's figure.

However, what kind of person Lu Wenhou is, he has already come to Ding Yuan's camp.

This was probably the first time that Lu Wenhou came to Ding Yuan after the conflict between the two, which made Ding Yuan slightly surprised.

However, thinking about the decision he made, maybe it was the possibility of leaking the news, Ding Yuan was surprised, and quickly became vigilant.

People like Lu Wenhou naturally speak straightforwardly and never beat around the bush.

So, he looked at Ding Yuan and asked with a smile, "You want to kill me?"

When Ding Yuan heard this, his already nervous expression became even more nervous.

Seeing this, Lu Wenhou laughed loudly: "It turned out to be true." ”

Ding Yuan still didn't speak, he had to maintain a high degree of vigilance.

It was he who discovered Lu Wenhou's divine martial arts and invited him to his command, naturally he knew Lu Wenhou's horror best!

Lu Wenhou restrained his smile and said seriously: "For the sake of your kindness to me, I won't fight back, let you make three moves!"

When Ding Yuan heard this, his eyes lit up, and his desire to survive suddenly skyrocketed, but he soon extinguished this impulsive thought in his heart.

Because despite Lu Wenhou's tempting conditions, he still didn't have the confidence that he could survive under Lu Wenhou, let alone defeat Lu Wenhou, or kill Lu Wenhou.

For a while, Ding Yuan felt a little remorse in his heart.