In the early morning, Wei Ba got up early, and when he arrived in the yard, he stood in the yard. Before he opened the posture, Wei Yan wore a spring shirt and said with great interest: "Come, you teach me how to practice the cloud hand.
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Wei Ba looked at his father in surprise, foggy: "Do you want to practice the cloud hand?"
"No?" Wei Yan stared at: "Do you still have to hide from private, unwilling to teach the old son?"
"No, this is Master ..."
Wei Ba's words have not finished speaking yet, Wei Yan raised his hand on the head of Wei Ba, and he beaten him. "You have no nonsense to me. I asked General Zhao yesterday. His cloud hands still learned from you.
What about. ""
Wei Ba smiled embarrassingly, scratching his head: "Teach you to teach, why do you do it?"
"Less nonsense, quickly teach. Your master said that this cloud hand can be rounded, and you can cultivate his body and nourish his surnames. I also practice and strive to live for a few years."
Wei Ba suddenly realized and called: "Ah, no one depends on it."
"Hey, the eldest husband said that it was difficult to chase. If you dare to speak without faith, see how I can clean up you."
Wei Ba sighed: "Ah, ah, people are all sons pit father, you dad is good, specialty pit son."
Nympho
After the father and son had been exercised in the morning, they had breakfast together. For so many years, in Wei Ba's memory, there are not many such things. In fact, when their father and son are together, they are very small.
It is said that after a while of talked about the east. After eating, Wei Yan shook his arms and went to perform a martial arts. Now the number of martial arts is too small, and Wei Yan is idle again.
Wu died.
Wei Ba did not go to practice, he did not do such a thing for a long time. He went to the backyard to meet Mrs. Zhang, and Mrs. Zhang did not say anything. After taking two sentences, Wei Ba motioned to Wei Ba.
Although Mrs. Zhang rarely went out, she was a very smart person. The father played yesterday, she probably knew it, but just didn't say it.
Wei Ba cleaned up, called his younger brothers and sisters, ordered them to take a break for one day to take them to the river to watch the warship. The little guys flew back one by one, put on the most beautiful clothes, followed Wei Ba
Out of the door.
The spring of Chengdu is a little earlier than elsewhere. The February spring breeze seemed to cut it, and it was cut into thousands of greens.
Xiao's car, laughing and laughing, sprinkled all the way, attracted countless enviable eyes. Today's Wei family is not an ordinary small door, a three -man, the three father and son are in high position, Wei Ba is holding hands.
The male soldiers are nearly 100,000, and Jiaozhou under the rule. Jingzhou is currently the best region of the Han Dynasty. The novelty goods from Jiazhou are the best -selling varieties in Chengdu.
While earning a lot of profits, it also brought the prosperity of local raising silkworms, silk silk and other workshops.
It can be said that at least half of Chengdu and Jiaozhou have a direct or indirect connection, and the appearance of Jiaozhou said to Chengdu through various channels. After countless mouths of mouth, it has almost become a myth.
The general became the hero in the minds of countless people.
Unfortunately, General Zhennan had his wife and beautiful wives, and those girls who admired him could only sigh.
The giant ship stopped by the river has long been a landscape in Chengdu, and some people come to see every day. Seeing such a huge warship, everyone praises it. The warship is strict. Ordinary people can only look at it from a distance.
The opportunity to board the ship at a glance. When Wei Ba took his younger and sisters to board the battleship, whether it was lively or stable, the little guys appeared proudly on their faces, and enjoyed this sense of attention. They
Cheering and running on the deck, waved to the crowd on the side of the ship, waved to the crowd, and the laughter -like laughter was rippling on the giant ship, like a happy ocean.
Wei Ba was very pleasant. He was lying on a lounge chair in front of Feilu, watching his younger brothers and sisters running crazy on the boat, and exhaled a long breath.
Fa Yan sat next to him and glanced at him sympathetically: "Are the generals tired?"
"Well, tired heart." Wei Ba wiped his mouth, rubbing his mouth with his lips: "The resistance is very large."
"Of course, there is no resistance with the flow of the wave." Fa Yan replied: "So there are very few things that can be a big event since ancient times."
"Internal and external pinching." Wei Ba remembered the scene of last night, and couldn't laugh and laugh. Liu Bei can three points in the world. After all, there are still some doors. Daddy is so open -minded people who are so embarrassed to him, which really causes a headache.
"The heart is like water." Fa Yan refers to the river water in the distance. "The more you want to go fast, the more you can feel his resistance. Forcibly blocking, you can only solve it for a while, and then suffer from endless problems.
It can be harmful to benefit. Just like Dujiangyan, non -wisdom cannot do it. "
"Dujiangyan is not a merit, the power of one person." Wei Ba laughed: "Zhizhi became a city, I at best is just the one that jumps out."
"Scholars must not be Hongyi, this is the mission of handing over to the general." Fa Yan said: "General this is also Shun Tian responding to people."
Wei Ba smiled and was about to speak. A martial arts led an old servant to walk up. Wei Bo immediately closed his mouth and looked at the old servant.
The old servant respectfully applied a gift to the name, it turned out to be the prime minister's government. Early in the morning this morning, Zhuge Liang ordered him to ask Wei Mansion to ask Wei Ba to cross the house.
Come to the river.
Looking at the old servant who was white, Wei Ba was not embarrassed to sink his face. He asked as calmly as possible: "The prime minister invite me to cross the house, what's the matter?"
The old servant shook his head: "Old slaves don't know."
"What is the body of the prime minister?"
"After returning to the house, it will take a night, and the spirit is still good."
"Please return to the prime minister, please ask him to keep your heart at ease. What is the matter? Two after the two -way chanting, I will not disturb him to rest."
The old servant nodded silently, bowed a gift, and turned away. Looking at his back, Wei Ba couldn't bear it. Fa Yan seemed to know his thoughts and pulled his sleeve.
"General, although the prime minister's palace is not a group of slaves, it is not all old and weak."
Wei Ba looked back at Faye: "The prime minister deliberately?"
"I dare not say it, but I can't say that there is no meaning." Fa Yan looked at the old slave dismissed: "The prime minister insists on the surname, the wife personally picks up mulberry weaving, and does not smell the industry, but why is he poor?
The prime minister's Lulu, is so frugal? Some things have done it, but you have done it. "
Wei Ba laughed and did not comment. Faye was so hostile to Zhuge Liang. There were different factions, as well as some old grievances of the year, it was difficult to guarantee fairness. In all, he did not feel that Zhuge Liang was hypocritical.
"Boyuan, are those two players ready?"
"Ready, Yang opera has spent great energy in the past two days, can't go out behind closed doors, carefully consider, strive to be heart -minded, and the words are amazing."
"Don't have too much."
"General, the danger of Chaotang is no less than that of the battlefield, but it is unsatisfactory.
Wei Ba is silent.
Nympho
Zhuge Liang was lying on the sick couch, waved his hand to signal the old servant to retreat.
Wei Ba refused to come, although he was still disappointed in his expectations. He knew that Wei Ba was refusing to reconcile, and the two -way future would definitely be a wind and blood. Zhang drawing, as long as he takes out the drawing, the situation will be very unfavorable to him.
But he didn't think that Wei Ba could achieve the purpose with this drawing. He could use this drawing to scan him and sweep the floor, but he could not achieve the goal of the name of the king. It will cause many people to resist, and he will become the target of the criticism.
In terms of Wei Ba itself, if he really wants to do this, it may not be a bad thing.
However, this is not what Zhuge Liang wants to see, because in addition to Wei Ba, there is also an enemy, a enemy who looks incurable, actually very insidious.
Li Yan.
So far, it seems that Li Yan has always been very passive. Whether facing him or facing Wei Ba, Li Yan is very passive. But Zhuge Liang knows that if Li Yan is really so incompetent, he will not be able to take this step today. He let it go by step by step, it is his savvy place. He let go of Jiang Wei, and does not mean that he admits defeat. He just doesn't want to push Liao Li to the position of the prime minister. Public hostility, and then take advantage of it.
After Wei Ba accused him of the partial palace yesterday, Li Yan's pride clearly showed this. Wei Ba and him turned his face, and Li Yan could really be assured. Yan Yue was happy. He would push the wave from it to let Wei Ba's charges be trapped, and he hid himself behind the fisherman.
Zhuge Liang felt that Wei Ba should understand this, so he hoped that he could talk to Wei Ba well. Don't let Li Yan pick up cheap. But Wei Ba refused to talk to him, and he was alone. Very headache.
Is he confident that after defeating the prime minister's house, there was also Yu Li to clean up Li Yan? No, he didn't know the power of Li Yan at all. He was blinded by Li Yan's false phase.
Zhuge Liang was very anxious, and he asked people to invite Wei Yan again. Unexpectedly, Wei Yan refused to show up this time. Zhuge Liang heard the return and became more uneasy.
In contrast to Zhuge Pju, Wei Ba seems very comfortable, and he can't see what he prepares. He either accompanies his family or a banquet with some peers and comes back late at night. When he returned to the house, the people shouted.
Zhuge Liang listened quietly, his eyes were closed, and his face had no expression on his face. However, Huang Yueying, who had been a husband and wife for many years with him, could hear it from the breath. Zhuge Liang's heart was not calm at all.
He is brewing a counterattack plan.
As long as he is still alive, the struggle is not over.