Qu Yuan pondered the words for a while, and finally stared at the Pingnan Sword in Xiong Wuliang's hand, and said with a smile: "If Qu Yuan expected it...... After the king gave this sword to the lord, many ministers took the initiative to act as the prince's wings, right? ”

Xiong Wuliang remembered the staggered bargaining in the past few days in Yingdu......

Grandma drops, at least ten pounds fat!

Xiong Wuliang nodded honestly: "This is indeed the case." ”

Qu Yuan smiled: "That's right—the appeal of this sword in the hearts of the upper-class nobles of the Chu State is far beyond what you can imagine. ”

"As long as you hold this sword in your hand, no one in the Chu State will dare to aim a weapon at you...... I say this, do you understand the meaning of this sword? ”

Xiong Wuliang was shocked!

Qu Yuan sighed: "The fact that the Great King can give you this sword is undoubtedly a great trust in the Lord...... A hundred years after the king, as long as the prince has this sword in his hand, even if he establishes another king, the ministers will not object. ”

Xiong Wuliang then figured out why the prince Mi Heng fiercely dissuaded him when King Chu Huai gave him the sword that day...... I couldn't help but nod subconsciously.

It seems that the significance of this sword is really not trivial.

It is estimated to be equivalent to the heirloom jade seal of later generations...... Even more.

So it seems...... With this Pingnan sword in hand, Xiong Wuliang's status in the Chu State will be extremely special in the future, probably equivalent to a supervisor.

It is no wonder that those ministers who originally belonged to Zhaoju's party have changed their courts, and even did not hesitate to step on their own skin on the ground, but also tried their best to have a good relationship with Xiong Wuliang.

Qu Yuan said with a smile: "Although the lord can conquer the world, he is lazy and has no ambitions, so the king can fully trust the prince and pass this sword on to the lord ......."

Xiong Wuliang furrowed his eyebrows.

Grandma drops, this Qu Yuan...... The words are still so unpleasant!

Qu Yuan stroked his beard again, and smiled meaninglessly: "It's just...... There are too many people who want to get this sword. Since the lord is not the king of Chu, he must always maintain his strong strength, otherwise he will end up...... Gee. ”

Xiong Wu is stupid!

He wasn't a fool either, and immediately understood the meaning of Qu Yuan's words!

Scald!

Looking at the quaint Pingnan sword in his hand again, it was like a hot potato.

This pedal horse...... It is probably equivalent to Lin Pingzhi holding this evil sword spectrum in his hand, and immediately became the common enemy of every street rotten boy who aspires to dominate the rivers and lakes.

In short, if you are strong enough, of course it is fine.

If you're not strong enough...... I'm sorry, I'm not guilty, I'm guilty!

Qu Yuan didn't say anything more, but smiled, and there seemed to be some fire flashing in his eyes...... It seems to be snickering with joy.

With this sword, the lord will think about lying down again!

And...... It was easier to help him get to that position, and it was easier with this sword...... Qu Yuan stroked his beard and smiled, smiling meaningfully.

……

Xiong Wuliang held the Pingnan sword, returned to his dormitory in despair, put the sword in front of him, and was in a daze.

Just as Ying Zhuo passed by the door, he glanced inside the window, and saw Xiong Wuliang's soul swimming outside the world, looking like he was going to die, and he couldn't help frowning his good-looking eyebrows and shouting: "Inside, what do you want?" ”

Xiong Wuliang looked up and saw Ying Zhuo, smiled bitterly, and invited Ying Zhuo to come into the house and explain the origin of Ping Nanjian and the predicament in front of him......

Ying Zhuo was also startled, and looked at the sword in front of him repeatedly: "This copper stick has such power?" ”

"Doesn't that mean that as long as you want to be the king of Chu in the future, you can stand on your own and become the king of Chu at any time?" Ying Zhuo said very presumptuously.

Xiong Wuliang laughed angrily at Ying Zhuo's heartless words, and his head shook like a rattle: "My brother Mi came to be friendly with me, and I am like a brother, how can this marquis take the throne?" ”

"Besides, what is there to do with the king of Chu?" Xiong Wuliang said lazily: "Every day, hundreds of ministers, large and small, intrigue with you all day and night, and from time to time you have to worry about whether you will be ......deceived by bastards at home and abroad."

"Rather than being the king of Chu, it is far better for me to be the Marquis of Quyang...... Every day, I drink good tea, eat delicious food, listen to small songs, and watch beautiful women ......"

"Isn't it much happier than being the king of Chu?" Xiong Wuliang said as he secretly glanced at Ying Zhuo's chest.

Ying Zhuo is a person who practices martial arts, of course, he keenly noticed Xiong Wuliang's gaze, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows in anger and shrink his body......

Xiong Wuliang was a little embarrassed, coughed lightly, and involuntarily lingered and looked at it twice...... Then look at the nose and nose and look at the heart, looking like a decent man and a gentleman.

Ying Zhuo spat angrily, and then scolded angrily: "Scoundrel." ”

"With the size of the world, it is estimated that there are few people who can treat the throne as if they were lazy...... Having said that, if it weren't for your own temperament, it would be impossible for the King of Chu to give you this Pingnan Sword to this Quyang Marquis. ”

Then Ying Zhuo snorted and said sarcastically: "If you think this sword is hot, sell it to me, this princess is not too hot, but you can still enjoy it carefully." ”

Xiong Wuliang didn't answer, staring at Ying Zhuo thoughtfully, not knowing what he was thinking.

stared at Yingzhuo's face red, and finally he couldn't even stand still...... was about to turn around and leave, but he heard Xiong Wuliang ask abruptly: "Yingzhuo, do you have anything else to do for a while?" ”

"If it's okay, you might as well accompany Ben Hou to Fang City, Ben Hou wants to buy something."

Ying Zhuo 'ah', her fair face turned even redder, and she was a little flustered: "No...... Don't you call Sister Jiyi? ”

Xiong Wuliang shook his head without thinking: "What did you tell her to do?" It's enough to have you go with me. ”

Ying Zhuo's face was really red this time - even the earlobes were red. For a while, there was some twisting, and some snickering......

Could it be that what I just said casually was taken seriously by Xiong Wuliang? Then he felt a little ashamed that he couldn't give me the sword...... So you're going to buy me some other gifts to compensate me?

Yes, yes!

Definitely!

Otherwise, he would have been in Fang City since then, so why should he call me? You must be buying me something!

Yingzhuo's slender and powerful waist is straight, her full and round chest is high and straight, and the feeling in her heart is strange...... It still feels beautiful.

Hmph, you know he has me in his heart!

Ying Zhuo was shy in her heart, and said arrogantly: "Hmph, you are lucky, this princess has already practiced swords in the morning, and she is really bored in the afternoon...... Since you sincerely invited, then I will accompany you for a casual stroll, which can be regarded as a relief from boredom. ”

Xiong Wuliang was overjoyed, immediately stood up, and inserted the Pingnan sword back into the scabbard at his waist: "So good!" ”

"In that case, why don't we leave now?" Xiong Wuliang stared at Ying Zhuo's beautiful eyes with slightly upturned shapes, and his face was full of impatience!

Ying Zhuo looked at Xiong Wuliang's eager appearance, and in addition to joy in his heart, he couldn't help lowering his head slightly in shame, and his voice involuntarily became soft: "Hmm...... Good. ”

Xiong Wuliang laughed twice, and immediately went out to greet him: "Xiao Hei!" Prepare your car! Go to Fang City!"

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