He looked at Lin Qi as if he was looking at the most abundant treasure in the world, squinted his eyes and said: "General Lin Qi, now that Sun Zheng and Zhou Jin have gathered a million troops to go north, I think that since you can kill the dignified little overlord Sun Bofu and deal with the two hairy boys, it should be no problem." ”

The corners of Lin Qi's lips rose slightly, the brilliance in his eyes flowed, and he said: "Now Jiangdong is just the end of the strong crossbow, and the number of qi is approaching, without me, can't you deal with it?"

Yuan Shu didn't speak, he just looked at the young man and the colorful tiger who was lazy and lying at the young man's feet, quietly in a daze.

It seems that I want to see a flower from this person and a tiger!

Even if it is his eldest brother, or those who stand at the peak of the Hou Han, he doesn't feel this way.

This person is a tiger, he can't see through it at all, just like the mysterious Ji Yu of unknown origin, but legendary.

Without waiting for Yuan Shu to speak, Lin Qi continued to speak: "Of course, since you have your hundreds of thousands of troops, you want to start a war with those Wuzhong disciples, how can I not participate in the war." ”

When Yuan Shu heard this, he smiled and said: "As long as General Lin makes a move, the Jiangdong Sun clan will be slaughtered!"

Lin Qi smiled and did not speak.

For some reason, the colorful tiger looked at Yuan Shu's gaze, which always made people feel like they were looking at a fool.

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After the banquet that day, Wen Zhuo naturally went to Lu Wenhou's mansion in person and asked Wang Yin what he was doing when he invited Lu Wenhou to the banquet.

But seeing Lu Wenhou's face full of joy, he said that Wang Yin would marry his righteous daughter to Lu Wenhou.

Of course, Wen Zhuo didn't need to ask, just looked at Lu Wenhou's face, as if he had become the happiest person in the world, and knew that Lu Wenhou was naturally extremely satisfied with this family business.

He just sneered disdainfully at the bottom of his heart and scolded the old thief Wang Yin, who wanted to dig his corner with a beauty trick, trying to make Lu Wenhou use Wang Yin, which was really wishful thinking.

But Wen Zhuo didn't expect that next, Wang Yin came to visit and invited him to attend the family banquet, saying that there was a maid who could dance the charm of Ji Yu's red-clothed sword fairy Lingyue.

Thinking of the woman he couldn't love, Wen Zhuo was a little unwilling in his heart, and now thinking of the disgusting feeling of being made by Ji Yu like swallowing a fish bone in his throat, the trace of unwillingness in his heart became more and more intense.

It's like dead wood with nectar, full of life.

So, Wen Zhuo did not hesitate to go to the palace and attend Wang Yin's family banquet.

This banquet was different from the last one.

The last time Lu Wenhou's banquet involved some courtiers, this time the banquet was only from the Wang family.

As last time, when the wine was over thirty years and the delicacies were almost eaten, a butterfly dance in red robe floated in, and the whole hall became brighter and brighter like icing on the cake.

When she began to dance the sword, it was a stunning reversal of all beings.

Just like last time, Wen Zhuo was not much different from Lu Wenhou, and he was soon hooked up.

The sword fell, and the hall once again regained the gloom of the first acquaintance, only the woman in red, who was overwhelmed by the country and the city, stood in the middle of the field, full of brilliance, like a god.

Looking at Wen Zhuo, who was about to flow into a river of saliva and was stunned, Wang Yin asked with a smile: "My lord, what do you think of this maidservant?"

Wen Zhuo raised his eyebrows, and high-fived with a smile in admiration: "Okay, it's like a heavenly immortal descending to earth, and the red-clothed sword immortal under Ji Yu is like a person, which is inseparable." ”

"Lord Wang, are you sure that she is not Lingyue?"

Wang Yin smiled and nodded, like a loyal dog, and said with a smile: "Master Wen, the old man dares to vouch with his head, this woman is the maid of my palace, Butterfly Dance, not Sword Immortal Lingyue." ”

Lord Wen Zhuo applauded again, and said with a look of fascination: "Okay, I didn't expect that there are such fairies in the world, and there are two of them. ”

Wang Yin's eyes rolled, and he felt that the time was almost up, and said with a smile: "Lord Wen really loves this slave and maid, and I am ashamed to say it, if it weren't for this slave and maid who regards Lord Wen as a deep dream every day, a hero in my heart." ”

"I want to have the honor to meet Mr. Wen and dance for Mr. Wen, and the old man doesn't dare to take the liberty of inviting Mr. Wen to come and watch the dance!"

When Wen Zhuo heard this, he was like a drunkard who saw the immortal brew in the world, his eyes bloomed with two green lights, and he asked with a smile: "I don't know if your servant girl has a marriage match?"

Wang Yin shook his head and said, "There is no marriage yet?"

Wen Zhuo immediately got up, bowed to Wang Yin, and said with some excitement: "Wen has something to ask for, I don't know whether to talk about it or not!"

Wang Yin said with a smile: "Master Wen, you are an official in the same dynasty as me, and whatever you want, as long as the old man can do it, he will definitely do it for you!"

When Wen Zhuo heard this, he laughed loudly and said, "Okay, what Wen asked for is not difficult, but he is very blue-eyed to you, a servant girl, and I hope that Lord Wang can endure the pain and give it to Wen." ”

Wang Yin still had a friendly and humble smile on his face, and said: "The old man is old, and it is not a blessing to keep this maid by his side, it is better to give it to Lord Wen, it can be regarded as the beauty of adults, let his beauty realize his dreams, and let Lord Wen get his love!"

Wen Zhuo's eyes lit up, and he didn't know how much emotion swelled in his heart, and he said categorically: "Lord Wang, in the future, you will be the eldest brother of my Wen someone, if anyone in this world dares to be disrespectful to you, it will be disrespectful to my Wen someone." ”

Wang Yin was flattered when he heard this.

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That night, Wen Zhuo took Butterfly Dance, and Wang Yin became a confidant in Wen Zhuo's mind and eyes.

Wang Yin was happy and excited, but all his emotions were not because he became a cronie in Wen Zhuo's mind and eyes and flattered Wen Zhuo, but because the big plan in his heart had already succeeded by a third.

Now everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

Wen Zhuo returned to the Taishi Mansion in a carriage and horse, looked at the beautiful woman beside him who was thinking about it day and night, and felt that everything was in a trance.

Although this beauty is not another beauty, but a fake can reach the point where it is difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, who cares if it is true or false.

However, Wen Zhuo is not a fool who only has the love of men and women in his head.

When he was about to arrive at Taishi's Mansion, he suddenly remembered that a few days ago, Lu Wenhou also went to Wang Yin's Mansion to attend a banquet to marry Wang Yin's righteous daughter.

I just bumped into a beautiful woman, and I was so excited that I forgot to ask Wang Yin's righteous daughter who she was and what her name was, and called her out to see her, is she worthy of the god of war like General Lu?

Thinking of this, Wen Zhuo couldn't help but pat his forehead with some annoyance.

And the beautiful woman next to her was like a frightened bird, mistakenly thinking that she was doing something bad, which made him, a big man who turned his hands into clouds and rain in Chang'an City, unhappy.

The Son of Heaven was angry, and he ambushed millions of corpses, and Wen Zhuo is now a thief who is carrying the Son of Heaven to order the princes, even if he is angry, it is not a million corpses, but a river of blood.

Wen Zhuo also noticed the battle of the beautiful woman in his dream beside him, so he restrained his previous violent emotions and smiled softly: "Don't worry, I'm willing to lose my temper with anyone, and I'm reluctant to treat you!"

The love of a powerful minister who is about to be more than half a hundred years old, holds the power of life and death, and has a bad reputation, begins with a red coat, a sword, a dance, a retrospective, and a city.

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The bright moon is in the sky, like a jade hook dotting the stars.

In a certain wine shop in Chang'an City, a chef and a drama ordered a few plates of good side dishes and two bottles of good old wine, and started a conversation and drink.