When Shuyu pushed the door open, Su Musha was standing by the window sweating profusely and fighting with a piece of piano wood. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Qiudi sat on the side, leisurely teasing the lion ball.

"Lord Wang, the Beifu army has come to report that the envoys of the Three Kingdoms are about to arrive at the North Fence Gate. Soyu said.

Su Musha stopped the movements in his hand, turned around and put the piano wood in his hand on the table, and wiped his hands: "This king is unwell, and everyone who is well-informed knows it." Tell them that this king will not come forward, and send the Huai Fang clan to meet them. ”

"This ......" Shuyu looked up and down at the lively Su Musha, and said: "The envoys of the Three Kingdoms are coming to the court, will the prince be so hasty..."

Shuyu's eyes swept to Ye Qiudi, but saw that Ye Qiudi was not interested in the conversation between the two at all, but secretly picked up the piano wood that Su Musha had just put down.

"They are not good at coming, and they still want this king to treat them with courtesy and good colors?" "Su Musha was indignant, "Let the Huaifang clan entertain them with the coarsest grain, the worst dishes, and the worst wine." By the way, I will entertain them with the medicinal wine prepared by this king, and I am worried about the market, and by the way, I will also open a financial road for the land of fireworks. ”

"Isn't that good?" Shuyu reminded Su Musha, "The Zhongshan King of the Yan Kingdom and Li Xie, the Marquis of Xishu Jiangyang, are both in the mission. ”

"It doesn't matter if he's the king of the mountains or the king of the mountains...... Wait!" Su Musha came to his senses, "Who are you talking about, Murong Wuji, the king of Zhongshan, and Li Xie, the marquis of Jiangyang?"

"It's them!"

Su Musha's gaze turned to Ye Qiudi.

"Who?" Ye Qiudi hurriedly turned Qinmu behind his back with his left hand, his long eyelashes blinking with a pair of autumn eyes, and he looked at Su Musha innocently.

Su Musha didn't see the movement in her hands, and only said, "Murong Wuji has come to Jiankang." ”

"Really?" Ye Qiudi was stunned, and then said proudly: "Miss Ben's medical skills are needless to say, the medicine will cure the disease! ”

"Also with Jiangyang Hou Li Xie!"

"What!"

Ye Qiudi exploded, it was Jiangyang Hou Li Xie who laid out the layout and forced the senior sister Shu Hanyan into danger, but fortunately Sima Liao got out by mistake.

"He still dares to come to Jiankang, Miss Ben has to let him die or live!" Ye Qiudi said angrily.

Su Musha hurriedly comforted her: "The two armies are still fighting, let him go this time, and we will clean him up another day." ”

"Hmph!" Ye Qiudi glared at Su Musha, and said unwillingly: "The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime is unforgivable!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I will definitely find an opportunity to play tricks on him," Su Mu hurriedly agreed.

He was really afraid that Miss Ye would behead Li Xie in a fit of anger.

Su Musha turned back to Shuyu and said: "Since the King of Zhongshan and the Marquis of Jiangyang are here, we can't let them get better! ”

At this point, Shuyu knew that persuasion was useless. Miss has seven tricks, three hearts can be used for two purposes, but she doesn't care about it on the side, thinking that she has already measured her heart. Shuyu stopped talking, turned around and went downstairs to inform the servant who was still waiting for a reply.

Su Musha turned around to get the piano wood, and went around the table but didn't find it.

Ye Qiudi shook the piano wood in his hand and asked, "Are you looking for it?"

"How did it get to you?" Su Mu was surprised, and reached for the piano wood.

Ye Qiudi shrank his hand to avoid it, and pretended to be surprised: "Hey, why is there a sword pattern on the piano wood? Could it be that your cloud dialing hand has grown?"

Su Musha looked helpless: "Okay, even if you are good at kung fu, you don't have to hit me all day long, right?"

"What do you mean!" Ye Qiudi glared at him, "My kung fu is already much higher than yours!"

"And it is appropriate that the senior sister is better than the junior brother's martial arts. Ye Qiudi stood on tiptoe to touch Su Mu to cover his head, "But junior brother, your kung fu is also a little worse, you have to work harder!"

Su Musha couldn't cry or laugh, hugged her in his arms, and said viciously: "At least there is one kung fu that you are not as good as me!"

"What?" Ye Qiudi raised his head in his arms unconvinced.

"Kung Fu in bed!"

"Damn it~"

Ye Qiudi kicked Su Mu away.

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The Huaifang clan was an official position established during the reign of Zhou Tianzi, and has been inherited to this day, shouldering the responsibility of welcoming and entertaining envoys from other countries in the temple and accepting gifts from vassal states.

If you come today to make your identity ordinary, it is not an exaggeration for the Huaifang clan to come forward to entertain you.

But today's envoy to the Three Kingdoms is the Marquis of Xishu Jiangyang, the King of Zhongshan in Yan State, the envoy of Later Qin, and the trusted celebrity around his temple storyteller, the old ancestor, who dared to fight with the former Qin Emperor and saved the lives of 10,000 people. In this way, it would be rude for the Huaifang clan to entertain again. The prince asked him to entertain the envoys of the Three Kingdoms on the worst terms, and Jiang Zhiyong of the Huaifang clan of the Southern Dynasty Chu State stood outside the Dongmen Bridge and was uneasy, fearing that he would be careless and provoke trouble.

The silver floc flew into the sky, Qiong Yao fell to the ground, the snow curtain covered the distance, and the outside of the city was white and boundless.

Suddenly, there was a small horse roar in front of him, and then a team broke into the snow.

The Beifu army took the lead, protecting the envoys of the Three Kingdoms in the middle, and after seeing the Huai Fang clan, Fang Lema stopped.

"The Huai Fang clan of the Chu State Jiang Zhiyong welcomes the envoys of the Three Kingdoms to the court!"

The cavalry dispersed, and two wagons, one ox cart, one in front and two behind, stepped forward.

The car door opened, and an old man wrapped in cotton clothes came out first.

Getting off the carriage on the right was a noble man wearing a mink fur and a smile on his face.

The ox cart on the left is a middle-aged man dressed in black clothes, with slightly yellow hair, a short beard left at the corners of his lips and chin, and he is Murong Wuji.

The three of them were each followed by their close servants, and they couldn't help frowning after seeing that there was only one official of the Huaifang clan standing in front of the city gate.

Although dissatisfied, the courtesy cannot be lost. The three messengers took three steps forward and bowed in return.

After the salute, an old man in purple behind your son asked unceremoniously, "Why are you the only one?"

Jiang Zhiyong of the Huaifang clan heard his dissatisfaction, and explained with a smile: "Originally, the three of them should have been entertained by the king of Shuobei, but the prince made a mistake not long ago and was beaten by the king, and he is still recuperating from his injuries, so the prince sent a junior official to greet the three." ”

"Hmph!" the old man in purple said angrily: "With the medicine king valley medical skills, it will be better to hit another hundred boards, what do you say about recuperating your injuries, I see, you look down on me, right?"

Huai Fang's clan was neither humble nor arrogant, and still smiled: "This little official is not clear, if there is a chance, the old gentleman can go and question the prince in person." ”

"However, the petty officer has a piece of advice. Huai Fang's kindness said: "The person who was not polite to King Shuobei last time has been scared to death in the Lion Tower. ”

The old man in purple smiled disdainfully: "I don't have anything else to do with my 'benevolence', but I am very bold! I heard that the king of Shuobei is very strong in chess? ”

The Hou Prison Gate beside Murong Wuji couldn't help but pout when he heard this. Xishu and Southern Chu had just fought a battle at the beginning of the year, but unexpectedly, the envoys were also constantly coming and going.