Historical time and space

Chapter 169 Confrontation

When Wei Ziyang jumped down, the scabbard of the sword in his hand was horizontal, and with his movements, the scabbard slashed to the left. And Zhao Jun was standing on the left side, staring at the two of them triumphantly, and suddenly the scabbard of the sword swooped down with a strong wind, he couldn't help but be shocked, and the whole person retreated sharply backwards, before he could barely dodge.

As soon as he stopped, Zhao Jun's originally smiling face was blue, he glared at Wei Ziyang, and saw that his sword was not unsheathed at all, and the scolding that was about to be said was speechless.

Wei Ziyang just made such a move intentionally or unintentionally, and he threw most of Zhao Jun's full momentum. Suddenly, there was silence in the courtyard, and everyone looked at it together.

In countless eyes, Wei Ziyang laughed, he simply sheathed his sword and thrust it behind his waist, and a pair of oblique phoenix eyes glanced at Zhao Jun with a sneer, and said, "Zhao Jialangjun, you are too timid, haha." ”

When he didn't speak, Zhao Jun's face was already blue, and as soon as he said this, Zhao Jun's face became even more ugly.

He glared at Wei Ziyang, and wanted to scold him a few words, but in this world where force and blood are heavy, his behavior just now seemed a little timid, and it seemed inappropriate to say anything.

After a while, Zhao Juncai smiled again, turned to look at Feng Wan, and said to Wei Ziyang: "General Wei is really a real man. But I don't know what you have done with my abandoned woman? ”

The voice was full of laughter, and the tone was full of mockery, obviously making fun of Feng Wan in front of everyone, she gave up his position as his wife, but now Wei Ziyang is not willing to give even a title.

There are many powerful people in this full hall who are specially invited by Zhao Jun and Chen Ya, and they are usually dissatisfied with Wei Ziyang, so as soon as Zhao Jun's voice fell, laughter rose from all sides.

Hearing this laughter, Wei Ziyang was just about to move, but Feng Wan, who was holding his hand, shook it gently.

Looking up with a smile, Feng Wan looked at Zhao Jun quietly, until she saw that his smile was a little stiff, and then she said slowly: "Zhao Jialangjun is wrong. She lowered her eyes and smiled, gentle and shy, "There is the so-called honey of the other, arsenic of mine." Compared with the past, now by Ziyang's side, I am very relieved. ”

The laughter stopped.

Zhao Jun's face turned completely pale.

Wei Ziyang, on the other hand, turned his head sideways, the blood-colored phoenix's eyes sparkled, and the joy and excitement were undisguised.

Feng Wan's words were said gently, but when he chewed them carefully, his tone was tough and vicious. She compared the days by Zhao Jun's side to arsenic, so what does that mean that it is shocking?

Feng Wan's personality is tough from time to time, but there are not many who are as tough as now. She stated her position so clearly, for a while, Wei Ziyang only felt a warmth flowing through her heart. He likes to be simple and decisive the most, if Feng Wan procrastinates, he wants to stop talking, he will be dissatisfied, only by doing so, he arouses a sense of knowing, a kind of indescribable satisfaction and happiness.

Zhao Jun invited them over because he wanted to step on Wei Ziyang, vent the evil anger in his heart, and even more want to see Feng Wan's remorse with his own eyes. And her answer now was completely beyond his expectations, for a moment, he only felt a choked breath, and felt that the scene that had made him feel so high-spirited when he thought about it was completely out of control.

In the quiet, Feng Wan smiled, gently blessed everyone, took Wei Ziyang's hand, and walked straight to the collapse table on the side.

When the two of them sat down on the collapsed table, Feng Wan smiled gracefully at the people who were still stunned, and said lightly and gently: "Why are you still standing? It's such a good day, just sit down. ”

She turned out to be anti-guest, and beckoned everyone for Zhao Jun, the host.

The people who had just woken up were buzzing again when they heard the words, and they looked at Zhao Jun in embarrassment, but they couldn't sit or stand anymore.

Zhao Jun stared straight at Feng Wan, stared at Feng Wan, slowly, his thin lips pulled, and said with a smile: "Wan Niang is worthy of going out of my courtyard, this move naturally has the style of the former master mother." Ladies and gentlemen, since she has spoken, sit down. ”

He reacted quickly, and this interface was full of ridicule of Feng Wan.

Everyone looked at each other and slowly found their place and sat down.

When they sat down, Zhao Jun frowned, and suddenly found that Feng Wan and Wei Ziyang were sitting in the host and guest seats.

Zhao Jun's face sank, and he glanced at the steward on one side.

The steward had already noticed this, and when he saw Lord Lang, he couldn't help but stretch out his sleeves to wipe his sweat, and walked towards the two with his back bent.

The steward had not yet approached, and Wei Ziyang, who had been smiling, bowed his head to himself, slowly untied the saber at his waist, and then, he slowly pulled the sword out of its sheath, and then, he took out his handkerchief, and pretended to wipe the edge of the sword.

With his movements, the blade of the sword raised in the sunlight, the cold light reflected a cold dead air, so that everyone just glanced at it, and then felt the cold come from it, and they didn't dare to look at it again.

The steward was too, halfway through, he was stabbed by the sword light, and a chill in his heart abruptly. He couldn't help but stop and looked at Zhao Jun with his eyes.

What he saw was Zhao Jun with a blue face and an angry face, and the steward had no doubt that if he didn't act according to his will today, he was afraid that his position as a steward would not be guaranteed.

Gritting his teeth, the steward lowered his head and slowly moved to Wei Ziyang's side.

As soon as he approached, Wei Ziyang, who was wiping his sword with his head down, didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and the blade of the sword in his hand suddenly swept away, and it was actually stabbing straight towards the steward

As soon as his head was raised, Han Mang stood up and went through such a scene. He screamed and stepped back, but he stumbled, stepped on the collapse behind him, and fell to the ground with a bang.

At this moment, Wei Ziyang laughed and said, "Forgiveness and forgiveness actually frightened your steward." He stood up and arched his hands towards Zhao Jun, and after making an apology salute, Da Lai sat down again, but the sword was still placed in the upper left corner of the hand.

Zhao Jun was full of ambition, and with a few prepared means, Wei Ziyang and Feng Wan were cleaned up in such a moment. He was so angry at the moment that he calmed down.

Squeezing out a smile, Zhao Junlang said: "General Wei is a person in the army, and he is used to it, how can he be guilty?" He glared at the steward and ordered, "Still not retreating?" ”

The steward lost face, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes." In a panic, he got up from the ground and stepped back to one side.

The steward retreated in a hurry, and almost bumped into a woman in her forties. This old mother, Feng Wan once saw it by the queen's side, but she didn't expect that the queen would actually send her to the Zhao Mansion on an errand.

The old lady was dressed meticulously, she glanced at Zhao Jun expressionlessly, and walked towards Feng Wan and the others.

When she came to Feng Wan's side, she ignored the cold sword placed on the table, and went straight to Feng Wan Yifu, and said stiffly: "Mrs. Feng, you don't have a title now, let alone General Wei's wife, you can't afford this noble position, so please get up." ”

Speaking of this, she pointed to the right corner, and said in a flat and hard tone, "Madame's place is there." ”

In the quiet courtyard, laughing together again. Zhao Jun looked at the old woman with satisfaction, and secretly thought: Sure enough, to deal with people like Wei Ziyang, only such women can take action.

In the stares of everyone, Feng Wan did not stand up.

With a smile on her face, she glared at the old mother gracefully, turned to Wei Ziyang, and said softly: "Lang Jun, we are here and here, and we have played, if it is a verbal dispute with the villain, why don't you retreat?" ”

Wei Ziyang understood what she meant, he laughed, Shi Shiran stood up, pulled Feng Wan, and after making her stand up, he said, "It's time to retreat." ”

After that, the two of them ignored the old mother and Zhao Jun, turned around and walked outside.

The two of them were dressed in beautiful clothes, and they came so violently, ignoring them, not only turning a blind eye to the powerful people in the hall, but also forgetting all the rules of the officialdom, whether bright or dark

At this point, Zhao Jun couldn't hold his breath anymore. He stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "Wait"

Feng Wan and the others really stopped, just tilted their heads sideways, stood with a gentle smile, one stroking the sword, the cold light and bloody eyes reflected each other, really indescribably comfortable, and indescribably indifferent.

Unconsciously, Zhao Jun stared at Feng Wan and said: I never knew that she still had this face...... In his heart, Zhao Jun admires Feng Wan with this demeanor. The nobility, indifference, and ease with which she came and went were something he could not dream of. It's just that he can't figure it out, why she has been married to him for more than two years, and she has never been as elegant as a crane now?

How did he know that a woman's pride and demeanor also need soil, he was only mean to her before, where could he allow her to be so willful?

Seeing that Zhao Jun blocked the way, but he looked at himself in a daze and didn't speak, Feng Wan tilted his head, letting the ink hair block in front of him, and looked at him with a smile in a pair of star-like beautiful eyes, this look was also unfamiliar to Zhao Jun, it was naughty, comfortable, quiet and indifferent engraved in his bones.

At this time, Wei Ziyang spoke, "If you have a fart, let it go"

Four words, extremely rude, extremely arrogant.

Zhao Jun's face turned red, and he also replied from his state of distraction, he stared at Wei Ziyang, and said coldly: "General Wei, you don't have to forget, your current official position is still below me, when you see me, you don't say that you salute respectfully, and you should always be polite, right?" ”

Finally saying something that made him feel confident, Zhao Jun raised his head and stared at Wei Ziyang arrogantly.

Unexpectedly, Wei Ziyang actually smiled.

In his sarcastic laughter, Zhao Jun's face changed greatly, and everyone's faces were also unsightly.

However, Wei Ziyang had no intention of fighting against this kind of officialdom rules, and after laughing, he arched his hands towards Zhao Jun and said with a smile: "The officials of the Zhao family are good. May I ask the officials of the Zhao family, you are stopping us like this, I don't know what instructions you have? If not, Shu Wei will not accompany him. ”

Saying with a smile, he didn't bother to wait for Zhao Jun to answer, so he took Feng Wan's hand like this, and swaggered past Zhao Jun and walked out.

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