Cars rattled and horses rustled.
Li Wenle looked at the disciples and old friends who came to see him off, feeling sad in his heart.
This matter has been aroused for several days and caused a lot of trouble.
The Fang family refused to admit that they asked them to be the lobbyists. Instead, they claimed that it was in order to please the Fang family that they made their own decisions and visited Chen Luo.
Shameless!
But how could he, a lone gang member, speak louder than the Fang family, a family of saints with thousands of years of history? He could only hold back his breath and declare that he would cut ties with the Fang family and go north to fight against the barbarians!
Do not return home until you die!
Otherwise, fighting for one's life would not be enough to resist the stigma thrown down by the Fang family, nor would it be enough to create a future for future generations.
Thinking of the fact that he had been studying hard for half his life, he had always been kind to others, always gave favors to others, and had always regarded himself as an "excellent person". He never expected that one wrong move would end up costing him his life to prove his innocence.
"Sorry!" Li Wenle sighed in his heart. If he could do it over again, he would definitely beat out the elder Fang who came to the door.
After looking at the people who were seeing each other off, Li Wenle waved his hand: "Please go back, I will leave now..."
After saying that, Li Wenle turned around and was about to leave when suddenly there was a call from behind.
"Wait a minute..."
Li Wenle turned his head and saw a young man riding a fast horse running towards him from the city gate. After a while, he was already in front of him. The young man turned over and dismounted, and everyone saw clearly who was coming.
It’s Wan Anbo’s guard—Ji Zhong!
Angry expressions appeared on the faces of everyone who saw him off, looking at Ji Zhong.
Li Wenle frowned slightly: "What? I'm about to go north, will Wan Anbo step on me again?"
Ji Zhong shook his head and said: "My uncle heard that Mr. Li was going north to fight against the barbarians and vowed not to fight back until he died. I admired him deeply and ordered him to come and see the old man off."
"My uncle said that he originally wanted to come in person, but he was afraid that someone would slander Mr. Li, so he sent me here."
Li Wenle was slightly startled, then nodded and said: "Wan Anbo is interested. My little friend, please go back and tell Wan Anbo that I am confused by others and I offended you before. Please don't take it to heart."
Ji Zhong smiled and said: "Wan Anbo said, let's not mention the past. No matter what the reason is for Mr. Li to go north, after all, he is fighting for the human race, so he wrote a poem to express his feelings!"
As soon as Ji Zhong said this, Li Wenle's expression changed, and everyone who came to see him off also showed joy.
Wan Anbo’s farewell poem!
This is a golden sign!
At present, it seems that only the Prime Minister has received two farewell poems, and no one has received any more. I heard that the military minister planned to turn those two farewell poems into a great Confucian treasure.
Amid everyone's expectations, Ji Zhong took out the scroll from his sleeve and read -
The bright moon in Zhongjing shines on people,
Thousands of miles of north wind is like a leaf.
Don't wash your Confucian shirt lightly.
There are still traces of the imperial capital in this.
The man who set out on the expedition embarked on a journey of thousands of miles, and the bright moon in Zhongjing would always follow him. Don't wash off your clothes easily, as there is still dust from Zhongjing in them.
After Ji Zhong finished reading, he put away the scroll and handed it to Li Wenle.
"This is "Thanks to the Fang family for being unruly, I gave it to Li Wenle, the great Confucian who went north to fight against the barbarians"!"
Li Wenle's hands that were about to take the scroll suddenly trembled and he looked at Ji Zhong.
"What is the name of this poem?"
"'Thanks to Fang's unrighteousness, I gave Li Wenle a gift to go north to fight against the barbarians'!" Ji Zhong said it again.
Li Wenle's nose felt sore. As soon as the title of the poem came out, it was like Chen Luo helped him wash away the stigma that Fang had planted on him. Li Wenle's blood surged for a moment. He suppressed the excitement in his heart, touched the poem with his hands, and looked at In the middle of the capital city, spring thunder suddenly broke out——
"Li Wenle, thank you Wan Anbo for the poem!"
"The Fang family is young, I have gone north to fight against the barbarians!"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
Li Wenle was in a happy mood, turned around, took big steps, and headed north!
…
"well……"
In the study room, when he heard the sound of rolling tongues and spring thunder, Chen Luo was slightly stunned when he picked up the brush and muttered: "This voice is really scary."
"Pfft..." Cheng Diefei, who was polishing Chen Luo's ink at the side, smiled, "This Li Daru is a person who is accustomed to dealing with the world. It seems that he has been bullied by the Fang family in the past two days."
Chen Luo nodded, put down the brush again, and began to write today's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".
To be honest, Chen Luocai was not worried about Li Wenle getting hurt in the Fang family, so he sent Ji Zhong to deliver the poems.
Mainly, stay home and update new chapters.
There is no way, this is called self-consciousness!
…
Beifeng Tower.
Nan Yuanxi took a deep breath. Since the beginning of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", he has not only talked about it in the morning, but now also talks about it at noon and at night, three times a day.
There is no way, compared to "The Condor Shooting", one chapter of "Three Kingdoms" is much shorter.
Even he wants to be the leader of the anti-fans!
What we are talking about today is the thirty-fifth chapter, "Xuande meets the enemy in seclusion in Nanzhang, and Shanfu meets the British master in Xinye."
"The book continues from the previous chapter. It is said that with the help of Lu Ma, Liu Xuande escaped from the pursuers. As he rode his horse, the sun was setting in the west. As he was walking, he saw a shepherd boy sitting on the back of an ox, playing a piccolo. …”
"The shepherd boy said: My master's surname is Sima, his given name is Hui, and his courtesy name is Decao. He is from Yingchuan. His Taoist name is 'Mr. Shuijing'..."
Everyone in the audience listened with great interest. From the beginning of the "Three Brothers in Taoyuan", everyone put Liu Bei into their own roles. Cao Cao was just a treacherous minister who was "a narrow emperor who ordered the princes". To put it nicely, he was a hero, to put it bluntly. Even the rebellious ministers and traitors, how can they be as upright and virtuous as Liu Bei?
It's just that this Liu Bei is really miserable. Even though he has two powerful generals, Guan and Zhang, and Zhao Yun comes to surrender, he still flees and defectes everywhere.
Not happy at all!
I hope Mr. Shui Jing, who sounds like an expert, can help Liu Bei.
Sure enough, Sima Hui asked, "I have heard of Duke Ming's name for a long time, why am I still in such a miserable state?"
Xuande said: "My life has many twists and turns, so I am here!"
As a result, Sima Hui immediately slapped him in the face: "Otherwise, General Gein will not be heard by anyone!"
The two exchanged words back and forth, and finally Liu Bei asked directly——
"Where is the prodigy? Who is it?"
Sima Hui smiled and said: "Wolong and Fengchu, if two of them get one, the world will be at peace!"
"Hiss..." Everyone took a breath of air. There are dragons and phoenixes in this world. To ordinary people, they are all figures in the sky. There are actually people who are called Crouching Dragons and Fengxiao in the world without extraordinary power in the book!
How awesome is that?
Everyone's eyes lit up and they continued to listen.
Immediately, a man claiming to be Shan Fu came to meet Sima Hui, and then went to Liu Bei's tent. However, Liu Bei asked Shan Fu whether he was Wolong or Fengxiao, but Sima Hui laughed and did not answer. Liu Bei was worried about being abrupt, so he also Dare not ask Shan Fu.
Then Guan Yu and Zhang Fei came to pick up Liu Bei. Cao's generals Lu Kuang and Lu Xiang came after him. Shan Fu ordered his troops and easily repelled the two Lu. Liu Bei tasted victory for the first time. He was overjoyed and valued Shan Fu even more. He believed that this person must be Wolong and Liu Bei. Feng Chu respects one of the two even more.
But Cao Ren, the general of Cao Cao, learned that Er Lu was defeated and was furious. He exchanged words with Dian Wei. The two men ordered 25,000 soldiers and horses and went straight to Xinye where Liu Bei was...
At this point in the story, experienced listeners also sighed.
Sure enough, Xingmu's voice sounded again.
"Exactly: The general Pi has been humiliated by his own body, and the main general must revive his army to avenge his humiliation. We don’t know the outcome, but let’s hear the breakdown next time!"
…
"Uncle, Prince Jing has sent another batch of blades!" Lu Tong said at the door.
Chen Luo frowned.
This Ye Dafu actually turned the blade business into a chain.
unacceptable!
How much money can this make?
Ever since Ye Dafu said that he could earn a piece of Tiandao Crystal in about a month, Chen Luo shut up.
If I hadn't been a 50% member, I would have really wanted to talk to him.
Originally, Chen Luo thought, since people would leave after paying the money, Ye Dafu would just put the blades into storage and sell them out in two days. However, Ye Dafu said that in doing business, one must keep one's word.
The blade had to be transported to the Earl's Mansion for him to take a look at before transporting it back to the warehouse.
This damn sense of ritual!
Chen Luo put down his brush and walked to the door. He was instantly blinded by the bright sword light. He turned his head and waved his hand in disgust: "Okay, okay, I saw it. Send him away."
"Okay!" The servant from Prince Jing's Mansion shouted, "The blade has been delivered, go back to the house!"
Chen Luo then returned to the study and was about to continue writing when suddenly a message flashed in his mind.
Chen Luo frowned, quickly closed his eyes and meditated, and appeared in the statue space.
At this time, changes had already occurred in the space. In the deepest part of the space, a large cauldron suddenly appeared, and the green flame burned in the cauldron.
Chen Luo walked to the cauldron, and the green flame slowly extinguished, and a bamboo scroll appeared from it, suspended above the cauldron.
Chen Luo stretched out his hand to touch the bamboo scroll, and saw the light shining brightly on the bamboo scroll, and a strange power enveloped Chen Luo. Chen Luo looked at the cauldron again, and saw four big characters appearing on the cauldron - Hide the Heaven and Cross the Sea!
…
Time goes back to two hours ago.
A young man covered in smoke and dust was sitting next to a dead tree, flipping through the "Da Xuan Min Bao" he had just received.
This person was naturally Zheyue. After receiving Cheng Xi's pension, he went all the way east to Lanzhou to find Cheng Xi's younger brother Cheng Zhijie.
Originally, he could reach there quickly by using Confucian magic or war teleportation, but he also wanted to observe the Great Wall defense line along the way, which delayed his journey.
The only thing that made him a little irritated was that he was always on the road and couldn't get the latest "Da Xuan Ming Bao" in time.
The copy of "Da Xuan Min Bao" in my arms was taken when I left Wanren Mountain. It was the thirtieth chapter on it, "The battle at Guandu Benchu was defeated, the Wuchao Mengde was robbed and the grain was burned."
This time can be said to be a turning point in the Battle of Guandu. The serial plan of "predicting your predictions" made Zhe Yue excited when he saw it. It was a pity that neither night attack nor disguise could be used in this world.
"Alas! It would be great if we could do it too." Zheyue looked at it again and sighed in his heart.
Suddenly, Zheyue felt that the words on the newspaper began to become distorted and blurred.
Zheyue raised his hand to rub his eyes, but as soon as he raised his hand halfway, it stopped in mid-air.
To an outsider, Zheyue exudes a strange aura. He is clearly there, but he seems to be assimilated by heaven and earth.
Zheyue's eyesight went dark. He didn't know how long it had passed before a call seemed to come from his ears. He opened his eyes again and found himself in the presence of a battalion commander.
Suddenly, a soldier with a vague face came forward and said happily: "General, you're awake..."
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