"Sect Master, please calm your anger, Sect Leader's dragon body is expensive, why do you need to torture yourself because of the fault of a villain like Yan Yulie? Compared to the Sect Master's dragon body, he is simply not mentionable. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Zhiyou snorted from the side, and then brought a peeled orange to the sect leader's mouth.

"What Concubine Ai said is very true, hahaha!" The sect leader ate the orange sent by Zhiyou in one bite, and deliberately kissed her tender hand, which made Zhiyou coquettish again, and the other "ministers" in the court all lowered their heads, and they didn't dare to look up at the flirting between the sect leader and Zhiyou.

"Zhang Dongjie!" said the sect leader suddenly looked at Zhang Dongjie proudly.

"The minister is here!" Zhang Dongjie hurriedly replied.

"If you report that Yan Yulie has meritorious service, I will exempt you from your last dereliction of duty, and crown you as the founding county candidate, the official will be promoted to the fourth level, and you will be given 10,000 households, and you will be in charge of the two counties of Fengtai and Dongzhu, which originally belonged to Yan Yulie, and the people of the whole territory of Jiangsu will be ruled outside the territory. The Sect Master said.

"Thank you for the gift of the sect leader!" Zhang Dongjie was overjoyed and immediately kowtowed to the sect leader.

"In addition, you are responsible for tracking down the two cans of heavenly medicine that were stolen, and you can send all kinds of headhunters during this period. The Sect Master said.

As soon as the sect leader's words came out, Zhang Dongjie immediately couldn't be happy, and asked him to track down the stolen heavenly medicine, didn't this give him a problem? What should he do? The two cans of "heavenly medicine" were stolen by himself, and the mastermind behind them was the sect leader's beloved concubine Zhiyou. There is no way, if you don't take this task, you have to take it, Zhang Dongjie had to answer a little weakly: "Yes!"

After leaving the "Imperial City", Zhang Dongjie got into the carriage of the county waiter, surrounded by many retinues, and rushed to the new fiefdom in all directions. But he was not at all happy in the carriage, so what should he do? The only way for the time being was to ask a minion to buy a pot of fine wine, and drink it himself in a dull manner.

"Wealth and danger are seeking, this is not false at all. Zhang Dongjie sighed after taking a big sip of wine.

"What should I do next? Mom, if you don't find out why, won't you be scolded by the sect leader again? No, no matter what, you have to find a way to get Zhiyou to hand over those two jars of things, and then find a few substitutes for the dead ghosts. But she has always been by the sect leader's side, and if she doesn't take the initiative to come out, how can I get close to her?" Zhang Dongjie thought bitterly in his heart.

"Perhaps, the only way is to wait, for her to come to me. For in fact I have become her subordinate, and I have to do her bidding. Anyway, I still have some use value, and I also know the details of Yan Yulie's matter, so she can't just throw away my chess piece. Zhang Dongjie continued to think as he drank.

"That's how it should be, okay, I'll spend a few days waiting for the county. Haha, Ana, fat man, you two stupid-people can't imagine what kind of life Lao Tzu is now, right? Zhang Dongjie suddenly became excited. That night, he gathered the stunning beauties of the new fiefdom together to drink and have fun, and the scene was extravagant and unsightly, while Zhang Dongjie enjoyed everything like a madman.

Two days later, Zhang Dongjie, who was drinking and having fun, suddenly felt a tightness in his chest, and then sweated profusely, followed by a sharp pain in his chest, which made him scream and roll to the ground, frightening the beauties and the guards at a loss.

"What's the matter?" After a while, the pain in his heart lessened, and he ordered everyone to go out, and he lay down on the ground to breathe a sigh of relief, thinking strangely to himself. Suddenly, he was shocked in his heart, sweat broke out on his head, and suddenly realized: "Damn, is this Yan Yu poisonous tea attack? In this case, Zhiyou has no antidote at all, she tricked me that day? Lao Tzu really became an outcast?"

"Why am I so stupid, a figure at the level of Zuo Protector, how could Zhiyou have an antidote to the poison refined by his cultivation? That day, it was clear that she was lying to me, Zhang Dongjie, Zhang Dongjie, you were suddenly confused under the temptation of beauty. Looks like you're going to die at the hands of a woman. Zhang Dongjie suddenly sat up, his face was full of remorse, and he said with a punch on the floor.

"It's over, this time it's dead, even if it's to find a god, it won't help, but I don't know how many days I have left to live. Zhiyou, you femme fatale!" Zhang Dongjie suddenly roared, so frightened that the servants in the courtyard hurriedly ran to say hello.

Zhang Dongjie struggled to his feet, called the servants to help him put on the brand-new county official uniform, admired himself alone in front of the large mirror for a while, and then took all the lover concubines (full of ten carriages) and rare treasures, and surrounded by the mighty guard of honor, he began to patrol the fiefdom. His guard of honor was indeed majestic, slashing and killing many pedestrians who didn't have time to give way along the way, kicking over countless stalls that stood in the way, and crying wolves everywhere he passed.

Zhang Dongjie was so wanton and crazy, he continued to drink and have fun in the car, seeing which woman was pleasing to the eye on the road, and randomly sent someone to pull him over for recreation, he was crazy for three days, and he was still happy. However, the pain in his chest became worse and worse every time, and the scope of the pain slowly spread from his chest to his limbs and head, and he became more and more unbearable, and every time he attacked, he thought of death. It is clear that the Grim Reaper's footsteps are getting closer.

On the evening of the third day, after a period of crazy pain, Zhang Dongjie was already sitting unsteadily, holding the two beautiful concubines and quietly watching the sunset.

"It's so beautiful! I've never found a sunset so beautiful before. Zhang Dongjie said tremblingly.

"Lord Zhang is so elegant, looking at your intoxicated expression, do you want to recite poetry?" Zhiyou's voice suddenly came from outside the carriage, Zhang Dongjie's body was for a while, he struggled to sit up, and scolded angrily: "You~ Why did you lie to me?" When Zhang Dongjie heard Zhiyou's voice, he was so angry that he couldn't think of a good word to curse the other party, and finally turned into a simple question.

"What are you doing? It's hard to come out of the palace today to breathe and relax, Lord Zhang scolded as soon as they met, do you want to bully me, a weak woman?" Zhiyou rode a white horse dressed as a concubine, followed by a group of entourage.

"You're still a weak woman, you vicious woman, I was just a pawn of yours, and now I don't need it, right? It's better for you if I die, isn't it?" Zhang Dongjie roared angrily.

"Of course I didn't treat you as a pawn, didn't we have a skin-to-skin relationship, and we still have a friendship. Zhiyou no longer spoke, but smiled and passed directly to Zhang Dongjie with her thoughts.

"Oh, this is your friendship, you slut, poisonous woman, harmful spirit!" Zhang Dongjie scolded, frightened the entourage on both sides of the fright. They must be thinking: Which tendon is wrong in this county, or has he eaten the bear's heart and leopard's guts, and dares to openly scold the sect leader's favorite concubine?

"Oh, why is your mouth so poisonous, and you scold so badly! You conscienceless, you sleep with all the people, and you still scold people so viciously. If it weren't for me, would you still be alive today?" Zhiyou still didn't speak, but still passed on with his thoughts.

"What do you mean, you killed me, and you want me to thank you?" Zhang Dongjie said with an angry face.

"Who harmed you? The person who harmed you is Yan Yulie, you have been poisoned by him, what does it matter to me? Let me tell you the truth, you are just a pawn of Yan Yulie, if you go out of Xianzhou with him that day, you will be handed over to Siddhartha Dharma immediately, which is one of the conditions for their cooperation. You have killed so many Siddhartha, what do you think they will do with you, but I am afraid that the death will be several times more ugly than now, right? That's right, I don't have an antidote, I lied to you that there is, I just want to bring down Yan Yulie, you cooperate with me, at least you live a few more days, right? Anyway, if you take his medicine, you will definitely die. Alas, what a good lad, what a pity. Zhiyou said in her thoughts.

"Alas!!" Zhang Dongjie sighed heavily when he heard this. Of course, he knew that following Yan Yulie was probably a dead end, because Yan Yulie would never be able to fight either of the sect leader and Zhiyou, and if he didn't follow Yan Yulie, the poison he ate would inevitably attack, and it would still be a dead end, no matter what, it would be impossible to escape death. Who can be blamed for this, if you blame Zhiyou, at most she can only blame her for lying to herself that there is an antidote.

"Master Zhang, there is one more thing you may not understand. Nobility depends on blood, without this bloodline, no matter how high your ability is, it is only a momentary pleasure, if you do not have the support of the clansmen with flourishing roots, you will die a miserable death in the future. There are a lot of people who want to bring you down, they are already plotting, maybe you don't know yet, right?" Zhiyou continued to say with her mind.

"Lord Zhang, Zhiyou has said goodbye in advance. I'll miss you in the future. Zhiyou opened her mouth to speak this time, and pretended to glance at Zhang Dongjie affectionately, and slapped the horse away after speaking. Zhang Dongjie is dead or alive, she doesn't care at all, and the last half of the sentence is just casual talk.

"Ah!" Not long after Zhiyou left, Zhang Dongjie suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which frightened the beauties around him into screaming.

"Go home at full speed!" Zhang Dongjie suddenly gave an order, and the entourage did not dare to slack off, so they all hurried up, and when they arrived at the mansion, he was already on the verge of dying. Zhang Dongjie leaned on the side of the carriage, holding the two beautiful concubines in his arms, he struggled to settle down, and finally saw the newly changed door number on the vermilion gate of the new mansion - "Zhang Mansion", behind the door number is a large area of magnificent ancient buildings. Zhang Dongjie whispered to himself: "Anai, fatty, I'll go first." Hehe, no matter what, I'm better than you, and when I get over there, I'm going to show off to you. After saying that, he closed his eyes with a wry smile.

"Lord Junhou!" shouted the beautiful concubines beside him, and the entourage was also frightened, and hurriedly opened the curtain to see what was going on. (To be continued.) )