Feng Zhang laughed and drank the remaining wine in the cup in one gulp, but it didn’t make tears flow like Sima Yi.
"General! Sima Yi’s life can’t be so ridiculous and insulting! "
Feng Zhang this just restore that iconic base smile, pointing to sima yi nasal laughed.
"I laughed that Zhong Da also consciously counseled others and didn’t want to be so shallow!"
"People can’t choose their life, but they can choose their life, ordinary people or royal nobles, or their whole life or vigorous life, but Zhong Dasheng Sima Gonger is full of food and is so arrogant?"
"Zhong Da can just place? Ridiculous, ridiculous. You know that there are still two Liu’s and Sun’s families, and you must be in a hurry? Cheng Zhongde is sixty years old. How many days do you think he has left? Tian Yuanhao and Ju Zeze note that the current faculty of the military academy is also in the twilight years. Xun Gongda is a world Xiao but not longer than the military strategy. Although Liu Yang is in his prime of life, he can’t be trusted by Wang Wei because of his clan. What is the pity? "
"Even if Hanwu was brilliant that day, it never pacified the north. Now Zhong Da is complaining here before it is unified? I wonder if there is a bigger day outside? "
Bigger day?
Sima Yi forgot that his life was in the hands of Feng Zhang at this time. The prisoner was interested and asked, "I don’t know if there is a bigger day." But please general I doubt "
Feng Zhang’s geographical knowledge is not rich, but several oceans and continents are still known.
From Siberia to Europe, to the Danube, to Vietnam, to Thailand, to Malacca, to further North America, Alaska, and finally to the cold poles, and to the black natives in Africa who look like charcoal …
Sima Yi’s knowledge is good, but his poor knowledge is like a kindergarten kid to Feng Zhang. At this time, he is like a diligent and curious person, staring at Feng Zhang’s talk about AV, lights, and doors after thousands of years … with relish.
Feng Zhang moved his fingers to stick wine on the table and divided it into a rough map. When the wine dried up, Sima Yi made up the original lines with his own memory and wine.
After this vivid geography and history class, both of them were hungry, and before they knew it, it was already a sunset.
"Well, I’ve talked so much." Feng Zhang lifted the jar and shook it. It had already been finished by two people at the table.
"Do you think you haven’t got a place yet?"
Sima Yi was awake to think of his embarrassing position at this time and knelt down at Feng Zhang. "Sima Yi’s general guidance is really short-sighted and it’s better to die than cherish! If you hear the news, you will die in the evening! Please die! "
"You and I told you so much to let you die?"
Feng Zhang laughed. "Zhong Da, I’ll give you a chance to prove yourself!"
Pointing to the watermark-stained "map" on the table, pointing to the western region, I nodded a little "I’ll give it to you, don’t call me, don’t meet me again!"
Sima Yi’s tears were especially choked up and said, "I feel that the general knows how to meet a serious man, but I dare not say that this life is a general!" But there is a drive, although it is regrettable! "
"One thing is not the end …" Sima Yi is still young, and it is Feng Zhang who can find him out.
"In fact, I don’t have any concrete evidence …" Feng Zhang touched his chin. "You concealed it very well. I don’t know what you suspected, but I asked the shop owner several times that you came alone first, and then Mu Shun followed, and that is, you stayed in that room first. I suspect that you probably left some letters for Mu Shun to pick up."
"I don’t know how you met Mu Shun and how you believed in you, and finally told Liu Xie your way and really sent a physician, Jiping, who broke a little finger to assassinate Wang Wei, and then made Wang Wei II’s rebellion as you expected …"
"In fact, it was almost" Feng Zhang looked at Sima Yi, who was sweating profusely. "If it weren’t for me, you would have turned the day upside down."
"Do you want to make this day a little messy, so that you can have a chance?"
Sima Yigen didn’t dare to look into Feng Zhang’s eyes, which would make the elephant feel that his soul seemed to be seen through.
"Those who achieve great things will inevitably succeed in an informal way, and they will also step on the bones of thousands of people. Zhong Da, sometimes you should also think about those weak people around you who have no ability to protect themselves."
"I think you don’t think much of them, but you have few people to farm for you, pay taxes for you and give you troops."
"They …" Feng Zhang went to the window and watched a dizzy red sun slowly sinking into the western horizon. The whole sun seemed to be twisting and beating like a dancing fireball.
"they are poor, sad and lovely people, and no hero can really leave them."
Sima Yi savored Feng Zhang dialect. wait for a while looked at Feng Zhang’s back. The setting sun came in from the window and was blocked by Feng Zhang. The whole person was as tall as being covered with a bright red coat, which made people look straight.
Section three hundred and forty-three
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(The horse is the south of the Yangtze River, which is also the last chapter. I don’t want to write anything about giving up Japan’s strength to a certain extent, and there are no tricks.)
Although Mu Shun is dead, it doesn’t mean that the whole thing is over.
Or Cao Cao wanted to take the opportunity to do something, or wanted to express what he meant to heaven and man. In general, this matter did not end with Mu Shun’s chop and chop.
The bloodshed in Miyagi continues.
Death is due to some little yellow door and middle yellow door maids …
They didn’t find out about the conspiracy between Mu Shun and the emperor, or they didn’t want to find out, or they didn’t say anything when they found out …
So Cao Cao decided to let them never cheep.
The punishment is to kill people in Miyagi on the spot, so things should be ordered by the emperor himself to be reasonable and compliant, but the name is to protect the emperor’s imperial army, but it is in the hands of Xia Houshang
The imperial guards silently left the ground in a mess. When the corpse was loaded into the car and put on the head, it was loaded with blood. In March, the light rain kept dripping along the car board and railing, and it was sticky and hung on the eaves of the car board, forming a dazzling line. Seeing that the heart-wrenching blood was swaying slightly in the wind, it never ended up on the ground.
Or that’s the cry of those unwilling ghosts.
And those yellow doors who came alive also silently poured sand on the broom paved with blood and made a creaking sound. Finally, when the water was washed, there were faint red marks left.
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Three windows are leaking in, and the breeze in the early autumn is refreshing, like a trace of the sweetest nectar, which makes people feel that the pollution from the outside has been purified.
When the shopkeeper saw that the general had to go to dinner, he naturally didn’t dare to be lazy. However, Feng Zhang, the general of the big rich man, seemed a little stingy. He ordered four dishes and one soup. I don’t know if I doubted whether it was a reality or a dream. Those who used to be in a trance in the past lived in civilian life.
There are many things that seem like dreams, such as crossing at the beginning.
After so many years in this world, Zhang Jing has called herself Dad for several years, but when I first crossed those uncertain feelings, I felt that I was dreaming in the decades before crossing.
I don’t know why I feel this way. The past and the reality seem to be reversed. Is it true or false? Just like Zhuang, do you want to dream of a butterfly or have yourself in a butterfly dream?
Maybe it’s too empty to do that kind of feeling. Let yourself think when you have it.
Two beautiful and young geisha clung their young bodies to Zhang Feng’s body, which was very sweet, but failed to dazzle Feng Zhang, who seemed to be puffed up but was extremely awake.
Feng Zhang laughed a lot and his hands and feet were not honest, but these two young men had a lot of experience in waiting on men. Geji found that Feng Zhang’s eyes were clear, and neither wine nor beauty fascinated him.
"Master!" There was a sudden sound outside the door, and the two young women’s eyebrows were wrinkly.
Sure enough, Feng Zhang said, "Brother Han Sheng, come in."
Huang Zhong’s casual clothes can’t cover up his momentum. Although he will always be the man behind Feng Zhang, he still followed Feng Zhang again and again and never got old.
"You go first." Feng Zhang bluntly let two girls as charming as kittens leave, so that when they see people in their eyes, they will feel pity and sorrow.
But it didn’t change Feng Zhang’s mind
"Sorry to forget that Han Sheng’s eldest brother hasn’t had a meal yet." Feng Zhang said, pointing to the front and not moving many four dishes and one soup.
Feng Zhang bossed people around like he had never been a slave, and he didn’t pay attention to any pecking order. Huang Zhong, a loyal bodyguard, was even more aware that he didn’t say much about the wind. He sat down with a cup of Feng Zhang and poured the wine in one gulp.
"Master"