If you want to gain something, you must first be prepared to lose something.
Since Zhao Kuangyi wanted to win this first victory, he had to feed the others first and let them give up the task of attacking Sizhou.
Maybe Zhao Er's military strength is not very good, but when it comes to playing political tricks like this, he can still be ranked among the generals.
I saw him fighting and pulling, and after a few rounds, he calmed down Han Qinhu, a powerful opponent who wanted to fight for Sizhou. He also gained a lot of benefits and won a few allies. The remaining guards just wanted to fight again.
There's no way to argue with him.
It was decided that the Zuowei Guards would capture Sizhou, and the other nine guards would continue to march to Xuyi. The generals who had finished the art of war class left this tent one after another, and headed for their own tents with their full knowledge of the art of war.
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There are only a few days left for the army to reach Sizhou, so we must be vigilant at this time.
At least the first battle must be fought well.
Because this is not just their war, it is also being watched by people all over the world...
Imperial City, the Yamen of the Ministry of Rites.
Li Gefei came to report yesterday. He had just arrived at the Ministry of Rites, and was naturally overwhelmed with all the messy official duties.
He had never held an official position other than an academic officer before, so it was naturally a bit laborious to deal with it. He worked for a whole day yesterday before he could finish most of it.
So after finishing his order this morning, Li Gefei got back into his busy work.
The priest of the temple where he works is responsible for various sacrifices. It sounds like a leisurely yamen, but in fact it is not idle at all.
There are more than 80 types of palace sacrifices, which are divided into three levels: large sacrifices, middle sacrifices and group sacrifices. The main sacrifices are performed by the emperor himself, some of the middle sacrifices are performed by the emperor himself, and most of them are assigned to officials. Group sacrifices are officials who replace the emperor.
Go to worship.
You may not know what to offer today and what to offer tomorrow.
Yuan Wai Lang is the second-in-command of the doctor and the second-in-command of the entire temple priests, so Li Gefei is naturally very busy.
In addition, now that the imperial examination is taking place, the entire Ministry of Etiquette is busy. The Department of Ceremonies has a lot of work to do, and their brothers and Yamen naturally have to help share the burden, so Li Gefei is still so busy today that he didn't even have time for breakfast.
Went to eat, but asked Guangluji Temple to send a bowl of some noodles.
It's tasteless, but it doesn't matter.
The messy affairs of the Ministry of Etiquette are entangled in my heart like a ball of twine, and even if I eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, they will taste like nothing.
After finishing a bowl of plain noodles with no salty taste, Li Gefei was not ready to take a rest, so he picked up the paperwork and continued reading.
But unexpectedly, the door to the check-in room was suddenly opened.
Li Gefei looked up and found that he didn't recognize the person coming, but he immediately walked out from behind the desk and bowed before him.
"Your Majesty, Li Gefei, I have met you."
Just because the person who came was wearing a crimson red official robe with peacock patch on the chest.
Based on this alone, we know that this person is a third-grade official.
"Just get up."
The third-rank officer's attitude was very kind and cordial, and he said with a smile: "Sir Li, have you gotten used to it these past two days after coming to the Ministry of Rites?"
"Your Majesty..." Li Gefei hesitated.
I don’t know what you do, so why don’t you ask about the Ministry of Etiquette?
Seeing him like this, the man suddenly stopped laughing and immediately explained: "I am the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, Song Qiaonian."
"It turns out to be Song Budang." Li Gefei bowed his hands.
Logically speaking, as the director of the Ministry of Rites, the first thing he did after taking office was to visit three court officials.
However, those three people have been very busy recently. They were not at the Yamen all day yesterday, and Li Gefei did not bother to visit them.
But on the other side, Song Qiaonian was very dissatisfied with Li Gefei's attitude.
He originally thought that Li Gefei would immediately pay him respects again after learning his identity, but he didn't expect that this old boy's attitude would be so bland?
This made Song Qiaonian feel like he was punched into cotton wool, and all his attempts to show off were completely gone.
You should know that the Ministry of Rites has a total of four clerical departments, namely: the Ceremony Department, the Temple Priests, the Host and Guest Department and the Fine Dining Department. There are also two ministers on the left and right, so one minister is in charge of two clerical departments.
The Department of Ceremonies is the most important one, and has always been the favorite of the left minister of the Ministry of Rites. The inferior temple priest will naturally belong to the right minister of the Ministry of Rites.
It can be said that Song Qiaonian, the right servant, is simply Li Gefei's most staunch boss.
Now that I have met such an iron boss, he is not sincere and frightened, and his attitude is not much different from before?
After Li Gefei saluted, he stood up and said: "Master Huibu Tang, now that I have just come to the Ministry of Etiquette, I am entangled in all kinds of twine and I haven't sorted out my head yet."
He had no intention of staying in the position of Minister of Etiquette for too long. Maybe one day His Majesty the Emperor would see that he was not sensible and would find some excuse to dismiss him.
Given this premise, why are you still submissive to your boss?
What's more, Li Gefei also felt that he was not the kind of person to be groveling.
If he was really an official fan, he would have gone to Qin Hui's camp long ago. Why does he need to look at Song Qiaonian's face now?
However, in Song Qiaonian's eyes, all this was a great provocation.
As expected of a relative of Qin Hui, his bones are hard!
Song Qiaonian laughed and was about to say something else when a clerk suddenly ran outside and asked, "Is Siguan Li here?"
But he didn't expect that he was looking at Song Qiaonian who was turning around. The little clerk was so frightened that his eyes widened and he hurriedly lowered his head: "I have seen the Lord of the Ministry..."
The surname of the temple priest is Zhou, so Siguan Li must be referring to Li Gefei.
"Here." Li Gefei looked at the scribe.
"Uncle Wang Zong invites you." The little clerk lowered his head and said.
Song Qiaonian immediately frowned.
If he is Li Gefei's iron boss, then Wang Mang is his iron boss Song Qiaonian.
"Master Bu Tang?" Li Gefei looked at Song Qiaonian.
"Haha, since it's the eldest uncle who's inviting me, Siguan Li shouldn't delay any longer and hurry up."
Song Qiaonian turned his head and immediately put on a smile.
"Thank you, Mr. Budang."
After Li Gefei thanked him, he followed the little clerk to Wang Mang's room.
Before he could knock on the door to ask for permission, a deep voice came from inside the door: "Come in."
Li Gefei was startled, then pushed open the check-in door and went in. He saw a strong man in a scarlet robe sitting behind the desk, with a big, bearded face that was not angry or intimidating.
"Your Majesty, Li Gefei, has met the great uncle."
This world is a world where faces are judged. People say that people should not be judged by their appearance. However, in reality, people are judged based on their appearance.
To put it in the most direct way, when selecting scholars through the imperial examination, the test is not just about writing, but also appearance. This is the so-called "herdsmen must have official appearance, and without official appearance, there will be no official prestige."
Therefore, when enrolling, there is an additional condition, which is actually a necessary condition, that is, you must have a good appearance and complete six houses.
For example, in terms of face shape, the first-class ones are the face with the character '国', the character 'Jia', and the character 'shen'; the second-class ones are the character 'tian', 'you'. These types of face shapes,
As soon as you wear the official hat, you will have an official look. If the parents are unkind and give birth to a face with the word "Nai", no matter how good the article is... I'm sorry, it doesn't belong to you.
If those who are disabled or have limited mobility in their legs and feet, not only are they selected, but they cannot even pass the registration process. Isn’t this the biggest form of judging people based on their appearance?
Li Gefei was a famous handsome man when he was young. His talents and appearance were both famous in the capital. Otherwise, Wang Gui, the prime minister at the time, would not have married his eldest daughter to him.
Now that Li Gefei is getting older, the few strands of long beard under his chin add to his elegance and maturity.
Wang Mang had read his works in the past few days and had been fascinated by him for a long time. Now that he saw his appearance, his eyes lit up even more.
"Come and sit down, Siguan Li."
He looked Li Gefei up and down and said with a smile: "You are called Uncle Wen, right? I will call you Uncle Wen from now on."
As soon as Li Gefei sat down, he was startled.
He didn't expect that he would be treated like this by the dignified minister.
A person has a name, a character, and a number.
Among them, the first name is used for elders, the nickname is used for peers, and the nickname is used for juniors.
Now that Wang Mang is the elder, he is willing to call him by his first name, which shows respect. The great uncle calls himself me instead of calling himself an official, which shows full friendship.
"Uncle Wang Zong, I'm going to lower my rank..."
Li Gefei, on the other hand, didn't believe that such a great thing could happen in the world. How could a mediocre young official be treated like a noble uncle?
Wang Mang didn't take it seriously, and even made a little joke to liven up the atmosphere: "Uncle Wen, Uncle Wen, when I call you this, I always feel like you are taking advantage of me."
"Uncle Da Zong, just call me by your official name." Li Gefei couldn't guess Wang Mang's thoughts, so naturally he didn't dare to overstep.
Wang Mang chuckled and shook his head, pointing to the thick stack of books open on the table: "Don't be constrained. Words are in people's hearts. I have read many of Uncle Wen's works in the past few days."
"So you and I are no longer strangers, but already close friends."
These words reminded Li Gefei, and he still remembered that that day in the political affairs hall of Ziwei Palace, His Majesty the Emperor had made it clear that Wang Mang, the chief minister of the Ministry of Rites, was a person who liked ancient rites and that he wanted the two of them to have more exchanges and discussions.
Is it really because of the works?
Li Gefei was stunned for a moment, and then his mood improved a bit.
Any author will be happy when his work is appreciated.
Under Wang Mang's deliberate approach, the two officials who studied ancient rituals quickly started talking...
Of course, this meeting was not all smooth sailing, as the two people's views were somewhat different.
After a while, Wang Mang's face turned red with anger, he blew his beard and glared. Li Gefei was not afraid of him, but held his neck and argued with him, quite like he was not afraid of anything.
The two talked for a long time. It was not until noon that they came to their senses when they heard the sound of many officials walking around outside.
"Let's go, I'll treat you to a meal today!"
Although Wang Mang had a bad look on his face, his attitude was a little closer. He got up and pulled Li Gefei's sleeve to walk out.
After all, it was Li Gefei's first time, and he was still a little shy. Just when he was about to refuse, his stomach growled, causing him to hold back his words again.
As high-ranking officials of the second rank, Wang Mang and others are different from the officials below.
The people below had to go out of the palace to eat because the food cooked by Guanglu Temple was unpalatable.
However, for the above-mentioned high-ranking people, if they want to eat, they can go out to eat. If they don’t want to eat... there is another way.
Guanglu Temple is not all about large pots of rice. It also has small self-heating stoves, small canteens, and even provides delivery services within the imperial city.
Wang Mang took Li Gefei to the small canteen in Guanglu Temple, which according to unspoken rules can only be entered by those with grades above three.
This scene was seen by Song Qiaonian who came out later. He hurried out of the imperial city and headed towards Cai Jing's home without even eating.
Cai Mansion.
In the spacious and bright hall, the floor is smooth and clear, and various rare antiques and cultural objects are listed.
On the round table in the middle, there are all kinds of rare delicacies running on the ground, swimming in the water, and flying in the sky. Cai Jing is sitting at the table in some cool dark purple patterned lake silk robes, enjoying a glass of wine.
There are also opera players who play, play, play, sing, and dance in front of the table. This troupe is maintained by Master Cai Jingcai, and they are specially used to entertain them every time they eat.
The only person eating with Cai Jing today is his eldest son, Cai You.
However, today we were only halfway through singing when a servant ran in from outside and said with a low eyebrow, "Master, Lord Song Qiaonian is here."
"please come in."
Cai Jing stared at the young female dancer with low eyebrows and said with a smile: "Come here at this time, the immortal people must not have eaten, right? Ask him to come and eat together."
The servant took the order and went out, and soon Song Qiaonian, dressed in a bright red official robe, came in.
"Lord Taishan."
Cai You had already stood up, pushed aside the boy beside him, and pulled out the chair for Song Qiaonian with a smile.
Song Qiaonian smiled and nodded to him, obviously very satisfied with this son-in-law.
"Xianmin, are you here today because of the provincial examination?"
Now that the provincial examination is approaching, many joint matters are becoming more and more frequent.
Song Qiaonian glanced at the actors chattering over there and shook his head helplessly: "It's not the provincial examination, it's Li Gefei."
"Um?"
Only then did Cai Jing look away from the young and beautiful female dancer, and turned to look at Song Qiaonian: "This person has no good intentions and has entered the priest's temple. How can he escape from you?"
However, Song Qiaonian smiled bitterly and shook his head: "He just entered the Ministry of Rites, and I didn't expect that he would reach the eldest uncle, but I have no idea how to start!"
"Wang Mang?"
Cai Jing was stunned for a moment and then asked with great interest: "Tell me more about this matter."
Song Qiaonian had a helpless look on his face, and recounted all the things they had talked about in the check-in room all morning. At the end, he said: "On the first day I came here, I was dragged to Guanglu Temple for dinner. How do you think this is?"
Be valued!”
After hearing this, Cai Jing no longer looked at Nudan, but frowned deeply: "I wanted to drive him out quickly, but I didn't want Qin Hui's people to gain a foothold in the outer court."
From the beginning, a group of Cai Party officials consciously discovered the essence of Li Gefei's matter.
It must be that Qin Hui did not take any advantage in the Longxi County Sheriff incident a while ago.
Of course, if the position of a sixth-grade promotion official is cheap, Mr. Qin Xiang can be regarded as taking a small advantage.
However, this will definitely not satisfy Qin Hui, who has a huge appetite.
The promotion of Li Gefei must be because he realized the weakness of his own power, and in order to regain his position, he went out of his way to deceive the emperor and lay the foundation for him to expand his power in the outer court.
His Majesty may also have a compensatory mentality, so he agreed to his request.
But all this could not be hidden from the wise Cai Dang, and they saw through it easily.
What surprised all the Cai Party members even more was that Li Gefei actually got into the priesthood. Isn't this their territory? Isn't it easy to get rid of you?
But it was not until he experienced what happened today that Cai Jing realized that things were not that simple...
Cai You also frowned and said: "Father, Master Taishan, the top priority now is not Li Gefei, but the great uncle and Qin Xiang."
Cai Jing nodded slowly when he heard this, and his expression was not very good: "It would be okay if it was just Li Gefei, but I am afraid that Wang Mang and Qin Hui would collude..."
Li Gefei's incident is a bad sign.
If Wang Mang, the Minister of Rites, also joins Qin Hui, they will be completely at a disadvantage.
Song Qiaonian hadn't figured it out yet, but now he was shocked after hearing Cai Jing and his son's analysis.
If Wang Mang defected to Qin Hui, wouldn't he get a certificate of surrender?
What's the best certificate of submission? Isn't it him, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites of the Cai Party?
"Master Cai..." Song Qiaonian had a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead and couldn't help but said, "What should I do?"
Cai Jing pondered for a moment, and then said: "If this is true, not only will we be anxious, but He Shen will definitely not agree."
"You just go back, don't panic."
The Six Departments of Secretariat were not only Cai Jing's territory, but also He Shen's territory. It was impossible for him to let such a crucial Ministry of Rites belong to someone else.
Seeing Cai Jing's reaction, Song Qiaonian felt reassured.
Officials of the Cai Party all know that their master is not a person who will sit back and wait for death. Since he said this, he must have some back-up plan...
Song Qiaonian calmed down and forgot to have a meal here. He hurriedly left Cai Mansion and went back to the Yamen.
But before I even got on the sedan, my stomach started growling.
As soon as he touched his belly, his old face was not red at all and he sighed: "I am worried about my family and my country, but I have reached such a state."
"Sir, the crabs are ripe recently, why not go to Xianjialou and have a seat?" Chang Sui suggested with a smile.
Song Qiaonian hesitated for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "Go buy it and bring it to my room."
If it were normal, he would definitely go and take a seat.
But now Wang Mang may be moving closer to Qin Hui and may take him down at any time...
At this time, it is best to be cautious and not to fall into anyone's trap.
Song Qiaonian should be glad that he did not go to Xianjia Building, otherwise if he uncovered someone's whereabouts and was resented by that petty person, even if Wang Mang didn't mess with him, his happy life would be over...
In the capital, as autumn approaches, more and more scholars and students come out to relax.
The streets were full of students wearing t-shirts and silk ribbons. They ranged from teenagers to fifty or sixty years old. Everyone called them friends and spoke with some kind of "seriousness". For a while, the capital was sour.
It's so steamy that Li Qian doesn't even need to be jealous when he comes out to eat crabs.
In the Xianjia Building, all the private rooms on the third floor were full, so Li Qian and the three of them sat in the lobby on the second floor.
There are not only plump crabs here, but also shrimps that are so fresh that you can bite your tongue off, mellow-flavored soft-shelled turtles, and the intoxicating signature "Mingyue Bridge" brew...
Around them, in addition to the wealthy businessmen in fine clothes, most of them were scholars wearing t-shirts and coming from wealthy families.
While drinking wine and eating crab, I chatted with my companions.
"Master, when are we leaving?"
Since Lu Bu was full, he was twisting left and right as if there was a charcoal pot under his buttocks, but couldn't sit still. Seeing that Li Qian had finished eating another crab, he couldn't help asking shyly again.
"What's the hurry..." The old eunuch held the back shell of an old turtle and gnawed at it, trying to get off the last two ounces of meat.
At first he thought this was quite unsightly and uncivilized, but after witnessing His Majesty the Emperor eating crabs two days ago, the old eunuch no longer cared about this.
Even His Majesty took the crab tongs and gnawed it directly. Naturally, he, a eunuch, must be even more rude.
But don’t tell me, it’s quite enjoyable to eat like this…
The old eunuch put down the old turtle shell and looked at Lu Bu with dissatisfaction: "I have to digest my food after eating. How can I go to see you for the competition right away?"
Today is the day of the battle with Xing Daorong, so Lu Bu is so restless.
"No need to rush."
Li Qian pointed out the window with a smile and said to Lu Bu: "The sun is shining brightly. Even if you go to a martial arts competition, you are not afraid of heat stroke?"
"When the sun goes down and it gets cooler, won't it be fun to do the gestures?"
Lu Bu was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly smiled and said: "I still think carefully!"
Li Qian smiled and said nothing, and continued to listen to the high-pitched talks of the scholars around him. The hottest topic in the capital now, besides the upcoming autumn, was the upcoming war to defeat Wu.
From the words of these scholars, Li Qian could probably infer what the entire gentry class thought about the imperial court...
"Think about it and you will know, how could the imperial imperial army lose? This is a real number of 300,000 people!"
"That's right, it's like a raging wave destroying a dike, or like a lingering snow encountering a scorching sun. Just push all the way, and it's as easy as taking Gusu City!"
"I heard that not only the imperial court is going to take action, but also Qi Chuyue has begun to gather the remaining troops to prepare to attack Wu!"
"Take them down. These three kingdoms have long been defeated by the Wu Kingdom, and the Chu Kingdom is almost destroyed. How can you have any spare power to counterattack?"
"Not necessarily. I heard that the Xiang family of Chu State still has talents, and they want to restore the country..."
The scholars' arguments were almost the same, and they did not look down upon the crooked melons and jujubes of Wu State at all.
Even some of the Wu scholars I met before were very unfavorable about their own country.
This has nothing to do with whether you are patriotic or not, but a question of whether you are a fool.
The difference in military strength was so huge that Sun Wu, the invincible general who Wu relied on to control the army, left Wu again with his seal.
In this case, it would be surprising if Wu could win!
After listening for a long time, the people eating in the restaurant gradually dispersed. Li Qian also left the place with the three of them and went to the old eunuch's outer house to take a nap. Then he, Lu Bu and the old eunuch rushed to Xing Daorong's house.
The three of them got on the passenger carriage and walked a long distance before arriving at Yanfufang, south of the capital, according to Xing Daorong's words that day.
Xing Daorong's home is here.
The last time he left Mingdemen to swear his oath in the southern suburbs, Li Qian had been bored in the jade chariot, so he didn't know what was going on in the capital.
But this time he was sitting outside the carriage and could see clearly that from north to south in the capital, the flow of people was getting smaller and smaller. There were not as many people walking around, and there were not as many vendors setting up stalls as there were in the north.
When Li Qian asked, the old eunuch smiled and said: "Your Majesty, our imperial city is to the north, many adults' houses and mansions are also to the north, and the East and West markets are still to the north."
"If the south is richer than the north, it would be unreasonable!"
"That's true." Li Qian nodded and looked at the houses on both sides of the road.
The ground was originally paved with stone slabs, but after so many years of dust, the original bluestone slabs have long since turned into loess slabs.
Most of the houses with gray walls and black tiles are dusty and look very inconspicuous.
But the old eunuch smiled and said: "Master, it's not like there are no interesting places in the south. There is a Hibiscus Garden in the southeast corner. The scenery is very beautiful. Many wealthy businessmen and officials have bought houses there."
"If you want to go, why don't I call a car and go there to have a look?"
Lu Bu glared at the old eunuch with a pair of bull's eyes.
If I go to Furong Garden today, wouldn't I be able to go to Xing Daorong's house again?
"next time."
Li Qian waved his hand to prevent Lu Bu and Xing Daorong from fighting. The two would not be willing to do so.
"The master is wise!" Lu Bu was overjoyed. He came over and hit his shoulders and pinched his legs.
"Okay, we're at his house."
Li Qian pushed away Lu Bu, who came up to show his courtesy, and pointed to a house in front of him.
I saw that it was a small courtyard, with low earth-gray walls. There was no concierge at the door, but a wooden door painted with black paint.
Lu Bu went up and knocked on the door, and soon there were footsteps coming from inside.
With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open, revealing a shirtless Xing Daorong. When he saw Lu Bu, a look of joy appeared on his face.
"It turns out to be Lu Bu, and these two brothers, please come in quickly!"
The old eunuch raised his eyebrows and wanted to reply to him, "Who is your brother?" But seeing that His Majesty the Emperor didn't say anything, he kept his mouth shut.
The three of them followed him into the courtyard. Li Qian looked at it and nodded slowly.
The courtyard is not big, but the inside is neatly tidied, revealing clean yellow soil.
In addition to a well and a few farm tools, there are only a few human-shaped wooden stakes, which are covered with traces of knocking and beating, which can be seen from frequent use.
"Drink a bowl of water first!"
While Li Qian was looking around, Xing Daorong had already brought out a high-legged yellow wood square table, two long stools, a teapot, and four large porcelain bowls.
Lu Bu's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of those farm tools, and he subconsciously smiled and said, "Brother Xing, are you still farming here?"
Xing Daorong poured boiled water for the four of them and then said: "That's natural, right here in Yanfufang!"
The capital is so big that people in the south are opening fields and growing crops, which is something you will never see in the north of the capital where every inch of land is precious.
Lu Bu was shocked when he heard this. He just said it casually, but he didn't expect it to be true.
"Why should a man take care of this kind of land himself? Wouldn't it be a disgrace to Brother Xing's martial arts skills?"
Lu Bu stood up and kept giving Li Qian hints.
But before Li Gan could say anything, Xing Daorong smiled and said: "I am not in charge of it myself, I am a tenant in my family. This small half of Yanfufang land belongs to my family."
Phew~
Lu Bu almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood, and he was worried about others!
Sitting on half a square, even if it's in the south, it's damn worth it!
Li Qian even smiled, thinking that it turned out that the big bun had meat but not in the pleats.
Think about it, how could an ordinary farmer be as rich as Xing Daorong and still have time to hang out in the East Market?
"Brothers are still stronger." Lu Buqiang smiled and gave a thumbs up: "But even so, it doesn't hinder brothers..."
Just as he was about to say something about his achievements, Li Qian coughed twice and interrupted: "It doesn't stop you from competing with the brave warrior Xing."
No one in the army accepted Xing Daorong's affection. If he joins the army with his ability, he might get beaten up by those soldiers.
Of course, maybe Xing Daorong is also very skilled in martial arts...
After hearing what he said in Xianjia Tower earlier, Li Qian was a little suspicious.
Could it be that this guy is really a master?
No matter what, let’s try it today and find out.
Lu Bu had long wanted to try his skills with Xing Daorong. After drinking a bowl of water, he proposed to spar. Xing Daorong did not intend to coddle him, so he immediately agreed.
Seeing that Lu Bu also took off his outer shirt, revealing his strong muscles, the two strong men took up positions in the small courtyard, and a fight between dragons and tigers was about to begin.
If you let the old eunuch judge, this is a well-matched opponent.
But if you let Li Qian make the evaluation...
He could only pray that Lu Bu could stop his attack in time.
"Fengxian..."
Li Qian thought for a while, but still showed a bit of unbearability: "You let Xing Zhuangshi take action first."
Lu Bu was startled, but Xing Daorong's face showed a bit of dissatisfaction.
But before he could speak, Li Qian spoke up and explained sincerely: "Xing Zhuangshi doesn't know something. The martial arts instructor in my house is a top master, not to mention these generals, marshals and so on in the capital. , even if we look at the world, there are not many people who can defeat him that can only be counted in the palm of a hand."
The old eunuch was stunned when he heard this, and Xing Daorong was also stunned.
So awesome??
Lu Bu didn't expect that his status in Li Qian's heart would be so high. His eyes were immediately moved to tears, and he said in a trembling voice: "Master..."
Li Qian got goosebumps when he saw him and waved his hand hurriedly: "Hurry up and try."
"Master, I..."
Lu Bu wiped his eyes, stood up straight, and said sworn: "Don't worry, sir, I won't embarrass you!"
Li Qian sweated profusely. Unexpectedly, these words inspired this guy's fighting spirit.
However, it seems that Xing Daorong is also a little more solemn. I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.
"bring it on!"
Lu Bu stood upright and stared solemnly at Xing Daorong opposite him, obviously planning to show off his performance.
Xing Daorong moved his feet lightly, circling around Lu Bu, his eyes were cold, as if he was looking for a flaw, and the atmosphere between the two gradually became tense.
Seeing that he turned back and forth two and a half times without making any move, the old eunuch couldn't help but mutter in a low voice: "This is a big show..."
"What do you know?"
Li Qian was actually quite nervous and couldn't help but whisper: "I'm a master at catching the flaws in Qi!"
The old eunuch was speechless, wondering why I didn't obey such a master?
But after all, it was His Majesty the Emperor who taught him, so he smiled shyly and said: "I can detect the flaws in their Qi machine. I am really better than the masters. I must be a master..."
Li Qian ignored him because Xing Daorong moved.
I saw him shout violently, his eyebrows stood up, his anger sank into his Dantian, and he shot up his body. He suddenly punched out his right fist, his muscles bulging, majestic and upright, like a dragon coming out of the sea, and his momentum was even more like a landslide, bringing up a violent air current. , simply destroying everything in front of me and breaking through this unfair world!!!
Pa~
There was a small soft sound.
Lu Bu's big hand arrived first, and directly pinched Xing Daorong's chest with this shocking punch.
Not moving at all.
Lu Bu blinked, his big eyes full of doubts, as if he was saying:
That's it?
There was an awkward atmosphere in the courtyard for a moment.