When Yan Sidao's words fell, Jiang Wangcai and Fang Dongfeng in the public court were stunned for a moment, and then laughed at the same time, obviously not taking Yan Sidao in their eyes at all. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Yan Sidao was naturally extremely embarrassed, he thought that he had sung the protagonist today, but now he has become a supporting role for Jiang Wangcai and Fang Dongfeng. He scolded secretly in his heart, but he squeezed out a smile on his face, took a deep breath of dry smoke, and said with a smile: "Brother Jiang and Mr. Feng's teasing, are they laughing at me for being ashamed and vainly trying to replace Brother Jiang?

Jiang Wangcai stopped laughing and asked, "Sir is so sure that he can level my Dragon Leap Island in one fell swoop?"

But I don't know what to say from beginning to end, waiting for the other party to ask this sentence. He hurriedly exhaled a puff of smoke left in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Since ancient times, the so-called way of attack and defense, in short, does not hinder the time, place, people, and these three, and now it ......."

Who knew that he had just started talking, and Fang Dongfeng, who was in the middle seat, also stopped laughing, suddenly interrupted him with a voice, and said coldly: "How does Xie Qinghui's army move outside, has Mr. already made arrangements?"

Yan Sidao heard Fang Dongfeng suddenly ask a question, so he had to swallow a large string of words that had been prepared in his stomach, and said with a forced smile: "Since ancient times, the corporal has fought bravely, the sergeant has fought wisely, and the sergeant has fought the way. At present, the march of the army, I have naturally planned carefully. As for other matters, they need to be moved from time to time, and they must be left to the generals in the army to adapt to their needs, and there is no need for me to worry about them......"

That Fang Dongfeng interrupted his words again, and said lightly: "Since this is the case, then what else do you want to say? The victory or defeat of this battle will be known at that time." After saying this, he didn't look at Yan Sidao anymore and closed his eyes again.

Fang Dongfeng's words naturally meant to shut up. Yan Sidao's face twitched for a moment, then he laughed out loud and said loudly: "Mr. Feng has taught me a great lesson, my six roots are not finished, and I am in love for a while. Now that the knife is out of the sheath and the arrow is off the string, I just need to accompany the two of them with peace of mind. As he spoke, he reached out and pinched one of the four wooden chopsticks on his table, and asked Jiang Wangcai, "May I ask Brother Jiang, who will vote first?"

Jiang Wangcai smiled slightly, and asked rhetorically: "If I vote first, I don't know if the two of you can object?" Yan Sidao smiled and did not answer, glancing at Fang Dongfeng in the middle seat. But seeing that Fang Dongfeng actually closed his eyes and nodded, obviously agreeing to let Jiang Wangcai vote first, Yan Sidao scolded secretly, and had to laugh dryly: "The master is as good as he pleases, then Brother Jiang will vote first." ”

Jiang Wangcai immediately said: "Yes, Mr. Haojiao knows, now I am waiting for the pot, but there are three rules." The first is that you must vote by yourself, and you cannot find someone to vote on your behalf; the second is that you can only sit on the seat and cannot leave and walk around; and the third is that the wooden chopsticks must be put into the pot and cannot be knocked over the teapot. If you commit one of these three things, you will lose it. In addition, the final victory or defeat of the pot is based on the number of wooden chopsticks into the pot, the more is the winner, and the less is the loss. If the number of wooden chopsticks into the pot is the same on both sides, hehe, according to the rules of pitching pots on weekdays between me and Brother Feng, it is to judge the person who reaches this number first to win. ”

Yan Sidao heard that his heart was on fire, and he secretly scolded this Jiang Wangcai for being cunning and cunning. However, at this moment, this pot throwing appointment is clearly set up by Jiang Wangcai for Fang Dongfeng, he is just a foil, and he has no opinion on that Fang Dongfeng at this moment, and it is inconvenient for him to speak. What's more, the current pitching pot is just a game, and how the current situation in Huguang ends up depends on Xie Qinghui's army outside.

Fang Cai's Yun Lao had already placed four wooden chopsticks on top of the several cases in front of Jiang Wangcai, Fang Dongfeng and Yan Sidao. After Jiang Wangcai finished saying this, he reached out and picked up a wooden chopstick on his case, and said to himself: "Please don't be surprised Brother Feng, Jiang is dying at the moment, and he has made a last effort." If I can't get the help of your sect, although the world is big, I'm afraid that there will be no place for me Jiang Wangcai. So at this moment, Jiang had no choice but to use some means. ”

Yan Sidao knew that Jiang Wangcai's words were like talking about cross talk, and when he said this, someone needed to answer the question before he could continue. But seeing that Fang Dongfeng just closed his eyes tightly, he didn't answer, and his words were also the beauty of an adult, so he opened his mouth and asked, "Oh, I don't know what means Brother Jiang used?"

Jiang Wangcai nodded to Yan Sidao, which was regarded as thanks, and immediately smiled: "I can't hide it, I think that in the years when the previous dynasty was tyrannical and the rebel army was everywhere, Jiang was just a small guy running in the restaurant before he joined the command of General Li Jiusi. At that time, my main daily job was to clean up the dishes and chopsticks for the guests and take them to the kitchen in the backyard to clean. ”

Jiang Wangcai said in his mouth, and the wooden chopsticks in his hand had been flexibly flipped between his five fingers, from the tail finger below to the thumb above, and from the palm in front to the back of the hand, as if it had life.

I only heard Jiang Wangcai continue: "In the restaurant where I work, there is a bamboo basket in the kitchen that holds wooden chopsticks. I was only eleven or twelve years old, and I was not very tall, and I had to overlap two stools to put the cleaned wooden chopsticks into the bamboo basket. Since there is too much chores on weekdays, it is really not so troublesome to put chopsticks, so I simply threw the wooden chopsticks directly into the bamboo basket under the beam. At the beginning of the period, you have to repeat it several times before you can throw all the wooden chopsticks into the bamboo basket. That's why I've always loved the game of pitching, because every moment I cast a pot always reminds me of the painful and fulfilling time I had in the past. ”

When the words fell, Jiang Wangcai was holding the wooden chopsticks, and his two fingers suddenly straightened, and the wooden chopsticks flew out of his hand, but he was thrown high and forbidden to fly to the beam above the public hall. With the wooden chopsticks flying, Jiang Wangcai's tone changed, and he said in a deep voice: "I will never forget that dark time, every night, I can only nest in the corner of the firewood room of the restaurant, I can't see a ray of light at all, I don't even dare to think about what tomorrow will be like." So since then, I have been constantly telling myself that I must change the world, so that I can change so many people who are like me at that time, and save them from their suffering. And to realize this wish, it is first necessary to start from the vast land of the lake where I was born!"

As he finished saying this, the wooden chopsticks that were thrown into the air by Jiang Wangcai had already rotated in an arc under the beam of the public hall, and with a "bang", it was firmly inserted into the teapot on the ground. And today's battle situation is also in full swing with Jiang Wangcai's first wooden block into the pot.