Zhang Lu also felt funny when he looked at the little girl's surprised appearance, so he asked, "How is it?" Have you ever seen a monk visiting the Qinglou?"

The little guy hurriedly shook his head and said, "It's the first time I've seen the little one in the Songzhu Pavilion for so many years."

Zhang Lu laughed.

Wu Peng, who was unusually stable on weekdays, held back a big red face and hurriedly explained: "The poor monk has returned to the world."

Yes, he has already returned to the vulgar, if he is not vulgar, even if he is beaten to death, he will not come in, otherwise it will be a blasphemy of the Buddha.

But now that he is still vulgar, and he has already vowed in his heart to protect Zhang Lu, he can only follow up.

Since the last time someone assassinated Zhang Zhen in the Songzhu Pavilion, the Pine and Bamboo Pavilion was really damaged, and now a few months have passed, the Pine and Bamboo Pavilion has already been renovated, and it is more elegant than before.

In the past few days, the depression in the Songzhu Pavilion has been terrible, and it is easy to see the guests, whether it is the bustard or the girl, all of them are surrounded by warblers and swallows.

On the same day, Zhang Lu won the favor of Liuli in the Songzhu Pavilion, the two worshiped heaven and earth, and killed the Quartet in the assassination, and then held the dying Liuli to redeem him.

It is not easy for women in the dust, they have flesh and blood, and of course they also have feelings, Zhang Rong's approach that day moved the girls of Songzhu Pavilion to a mess, and they all thought that if they met such a man, even if they died, it would be worth it.

When they saw clearly that the person who came was Zhang Lu, the girls naturally did not hesitate to praise them.

"Zhang Gongzi is brilliant, is it good to write a poem for the slave family?"

"Zhang Gongzi, the slave family has recently rehearsed a new dance, and it has not been performed yet, and today the slave family is willing to dance for the son."

"I haven't seen you for many days, and the slave family misses Zhang Gongzi very much."

Of course, there are some of them who are bold and speak very explicitly.

"Zhang Gongzi, the slave family and the Liuli sisters have been for many years, she is blessed and has a thin life, and the slave family is willing to serve Zhang Gongzi on behalf of Liuli."

"Gongzi Zhang, the fragrance on the slave family is well-known in Jinling City, you can smell the fragrance quickly."

"Zhang Gongzi, the slave family is willing to recommend a pillow seat!"

"Gongzi Zhang, the slave family wants to give birth to a monkey for you!"

Being stopped by a beautiful woman is a blessing in life, and being stopped by three or five beauties is a blessing in three lives, but being stopped by a group of beauties on the road, which is what ordinary people can bear?

Now Zhang Lu faces these warblers and Yanyan, and he just wants to escape as soon as possible.

As for Wu Peng, he had already been squeezed outside by the crazy girls, how had he ever seen such a scene, so he could only blush-face and bow his head and whisper: "Amitabha, the pink skeleton is really terrifying, it seems that the masters in the temple are honest and do not deceive me."

Xu was noisy, three people came out of a box on the second floor, one of them was Fu Rang who invited Zhang Lu to come, and the other Zhang Zhen was also familiar, it was Zhou Ji, the sixth son of Zhou Dexing's family, as for this third person, he was a strange face, about thirty years old, but he was born with sword eyebrows and starry eyes.

Fu Rang smiled and said to this person, "Brother Jiujiang, this is the Brother Zhang I mentioned to you."

The man frowned, obviously a little displeased, but Fu Rang didn't notice it, but shouted to Zhang Yuan downstairs, "Brother Chen, here!"

Hearing someone greet him, Zhang Lu was like an amnesty, and immediately ran upstairs with a confession to the girls around him, Wu Peng followed behind and wanted to go up, but saw that the stairs were full of Yingying Yanyan, in desperation, he could only take a breath, jumped straight to the second floor, and stood firmly behind Zhang Yan.

This kung fu alone made Fu Rang and Zhou Ji applaud loudly, and the man who was with them also said, "Good skills."

Fu Rang stepped forward and patted Zhang Rong on the shoulder, pointed at Wu Peng and asked, "Brother Qian, who is this master?"

Zhang Zhen smiled and replied, "My friend, Monk Wu Peng."

Fu Rang gave Zhang Zhen a thumbs up and said, "Brother Chen, you are still powerful, bringing a monk to such a place, you are not afraid of the Buddha's blame?"

Wu Peng was helpless, so he could only hold back his red face and explain again: "The poor monk has returned to the world."

Several people were no longer entangled in this matter, and entered the box one after another and took their seats.

The order and position of the seats were very particular, and the thirty-year-old man took the lead and sat directly on the main seat.

Zhang Lu is not stupid, he knows very well that the identity and status of the friend introduced to him by Fu Rang today may not be low.

Because of his age, Fu Rang and Zhou Ji sat on both sides, Zhang Rang sat under Fu Rang, and Wu Pengxu was also invited to sit down because of the light skill just now.

Although there is no food on the table now, there are some dried fruit snacks and a pot of wine.

Fu Rang got up to take care of it, filled everyone's cups with wine, and then introduced: "Brother Zhen, let me introduce you, this brother Li Jinglong is very powerful, he is the first one in our generation to attack the lord, and now it is Cao Guogong, the governor of the Left Army Governor's Mansion, and a proper first-class military general of the dynasty. My brother has been training outside the country for all these years, and he is also in charge of the tea and horse exchange market in the West."

Zhang Rang knew that Fu Rang was going to introduce him to a big man, but he didn't expect that the official position would be so high, the thirty-year-old Guogong was still a product of the dynasty, holding military power, and also in charge of the mutual market with a lot of oil and water, this is really a soldier and a soldier, money and money, if this big Buddha can be pulled to Zhu Yunxi's camp, then Zhu Yunwen will immediately have the strength to confront Zhu Yunxi.

Zhang Zhen stood up solemnly, held his wine glass and said: "Little brother Zhang Rong, I admire my brother as a masterpiece in the world, and the brilliance of my brother has really made my generation bleak, and when his brother leads the army to go on the expedition, he will be able to clear the universe and expand the territory, and make that immortal achievement, and I hope that my brother will not forget my little brother at that time."

Men, who doesn't have a dream of expanding their territory? It's just that although Li Jinglong is the governor of the Left Army, he has no record of leading troops alone, and he has only trained in Huguang, Henan, Shanxi and other places over the years, and the title is also from his father Li Wenzhong.

So Li Jinglong, Zhang Yuan's sycophant, likes to listen, but he still has a straight face and doesn't raise a glass.

The atmosphere at the scene was a little embarrassing, Zhang Lu was holding his glass, Li Jinglong was not stubble, Wu Peng was like an old monk, and Zhou Ji was only concerned about eating melons and fruits on the table.

In the end, it was Fu Rang who relieved Zhang Yan: "Brother Jiujiang, everyone is a brother, and today the younger brother is the east, you see......

Li Jinglong still didn't raise his glass, but raised his eyes and glanced at Zhang Yuan, and said, "It's just a gentleman, with a low status, and he was the last one to arrive, so he was so big."

This is because he arrived late, and Zhang Lu didn't know how long they had arrived, but thinking that in this era, they were usually the last to arrive with status and status, and they were really not very polite when they came late, so they could only open their mouths to apologize: "It's all the fault of the younger brother, this glass of wine, it should be punished by the younger brother!"