Wu Xian almost choked to death with these four simple words: "Guoshi".

Every muscle in his face was twitching uncontrollably.

Although the anger in his heart was like an erupting volcano, he could not show the slightest disrespect in his actions. He said bitterly: "Shen Youli has always been cunning and cunning, and the tricks of his gangsters are unpredictable. If we delay it any longer, we don't know what will happen." .It doesn’t matter if I am alone, I will keep the green hills without worrying about having no firewood, and I will have a chance to make a comeback in the future. I am afraid that it will ruin the plan of the national division.”

Wu Xian's tea talk was just like talking about the fire.

The Eternal Life Sect wants to spread its religion smoothly in the northwest continent and expand its influence. Shen Tang's Kang State is the biggest stumbling block. Only by cooperating with Gao State can this gap be opened - not to mention destroying Kang State, but at least fighting against it and fighting against each other. Checks and balances.

If Gao Guo is defeated, the wishful thinking of the Eternal Life Sect will come to nothing.

Still don’t understand which one is more important?

The Imperial Master lightly raised his eyelids and looked at Wu Xian.

Those deep eyes were as calm as ancient wells, but Wu Xian, who was staring at him, had the illusion that he was being looked at completely. The hair on his back stood on end and he was sweating profusely. This feeling did not last. After a few breaths, the Imperial Master calmly looked away.

The index finger of his right hand tapped the back of his left hand, and the index finger of his left hand repeatedly turned the bright red finger on the knuckles of his right hand.

This wrench has a shiny texture.

Faintly visible strands of golden silk threads are flowing inside, making it look particularly graceful, luxurious and dazzling under the sunlight.

Wu Xian just glanced at it unintentionally, and suddenly felt the discomfort of having his soul separated from the body and unable to control his limbs. A strange suction force wanted to drag the soul away. He was frightened, and immediately felt a creepy feeling, and the pill palace was running wildly. Brave.

As martial energy joined in the resistance, the strange suction power faded away like a tide, and Wu Xian was in shock: "National Master——"

Although he has ulterior motives, he has the evil idea of ​​using the Eternal Life Sect to deal with Shen Tang and then fall out, but it does not mean that he will allow the Eternal Life Sect to plot against him. What kind of evil thing is the ring on the finger of the Imperial Master, and why does it cause such a big deal? Impact?

"You said it?"

The Imperial Master seemed to have noticed Wu Xian's gaze.

He raised his hand and placed it in the sun, admiring the ring in the sunlight. A bit of nostalgia and ridicule flashed through his eyes: "This ring was given by a friend. It is said that it can ward off evil spirits and protect the owner. I have worn it for more than a hundred years. It is the most important treasure in my life."

Wu Xian praised: "It is indeed a rare treasure in the world."

He blinked quickly in the dark.

The strange thing is that when I look at the thumb ring, there is no weird suction.

This is obviously an ordinary ring finger, and the texture is not as smooth and delicate as before. Although it is still precious, there are countless jade ring fingers of this quality in Wu Xian Duobao Pavilion, and there are not thousands of better quality ones. There are also hundreds.

For the leader of a country, it is not a rare thing.

The Imperial Master smiled and said nothing, folded his hands in his sleeves and looked at the front of the formation.

Because Wu Xian did not send a second person, Qian Yong had just warmed up and started to feel something. Like Zhu Bajie who tasted ginseng fruit, the aftertaste was gone before he even smacked it. He felt itchy and was holding back his anger. The content of the scolding began with Wu Xian. Xian's personal attack suddenly escalated to a collective shooting, and he started to scold every bureaucrat in Gao Guo's mind. They were all outrageous!

For example, this civil servant and that military commander "officers protect each other."

For example, a famous man named Juqing, who has many children and grandchildren, was naughty and romantic when he was young. He was jealous of others and hurt his roots. He was completely inhumane and could not act normally even with the help of silver. How did his wives and concubines give birth to ten boys for him? Ten girls?

For example, a certain Sima from the Gao Kingdom was having a romantic affair, and unintentionally his affair ended up with his father's illegitimate daughter. He was caught by his father, and he almost had his buttocks naked and his father had three of his legs broken, and he kept wailing.

Another example is that when a certain person was young, he secretly sang, drank, and indulged in sex with his classmates. As a result, he drank too much and was almost regarded as a pervert by his classmates. Oops, I heard that this person broke down and cried while pulling his only one calf nose. Di asked for help.

If the messengers of justice had not come forward, the court would not have been safe.

Shen Tang and Gu Chi bit each other's ears.

"Is this messenger of justice Qian Shuhe?"

Gu Chi said: "Perhaps Your Majesty should ask where Uncle Qian was watching when these things happened."

He was confused.

Is the scribe's way of mind-reading his or Uncle Qian's and this guy's? The content is so specific that it doesn't seem like hearsay.

Is it possible that Qian Yong is still up to something here?

Gu Chi's guess was indeed correct.

Qian Yong did add fuel to the fire in some matters.

It's a commonplace news that aristocratic families gang up to bully the poor. Qian Yong's family is just not that good, but it doesn't mean that he really has no brains. When he studied in the same academy as Zhang He, the old master even praised him for his alertness, intelligence, and both civil and military talents.

If you really have no brains to protect yourself, why bother?

Let alone eating melons, you don’t even know when you will die.

Qian Yong spoke with a loud mouth and eloquent words. He told a lot of breaking news about a high-ranking and powerful person. It could be said that his nose and clothes were ripped off. The faces of all the ministers in the state were darkened. He immediately sent out the loudest and most filthy person to exchange words with Qian Yong. Spray, with little effect.

Qian Yong has his own logic.

It's not him who scolded Shen Youli, so why did he break his guard?

Shen Tang, who was greeted by the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, also said it didn't matter.

In her case, whether she has any ancestors is a question. It is very likely that she is the eighteenth generation of Schrödinger's ancestor. If someone breaks the guard and wants to say hello, she can just say hello. She has no ancestors, so she will not be scolded. Possibility of breaching defense.

The reactions from both sides were extremely uneven.

The ministers of the Gao Kingdom who were unfortunately named by Qian Yong went berserk on the spot. They were filled with indignation with shit on their buttocks even though they were not named. They loudly complained for their colleagues: "Uncle Qian and this bird man, mud pig and scabies dog, talking nonsense, I don't know how much they have eaten." Dirty water!"

None of these things can be acknowledged!

I was killed by Qian Shuhe for spreading rumors.

After a round of scolding, Qian Yong relied on the wide spread of his voice, which made the drum beaters almost forget the rhythm of the drum.

The famous Duke Juqing, who was humiliated and couldn't be saved even by Yin Tuozi, was even more angry and drew his sword. He wanted to join the battle and slice off Uncle Qian and his tongue with a three-foot green sharp edge. He thought so and did it. As he approached the formation, he was stopped by the vanguard soldiers.

Qian Yong knew his identity with a scornful glance.

He said provocatively: "You say this is a rumor? What's the use of just talking about it? Why don't you take off your pants in front of the two countries and three armies to prove it? You don't need to compete with those young people, just compete with me. If you win, you will be ten." All my sons and daughters are your offspring."

When Shen Tang heard this, he felt numb.

"No, what is his uncle Qian competing for?"

No one around answered the question.

Shen Tang looked at Qian Yong, who was so angry that he was trembling. The words "delicate body trembling" appeared in her mind at an inappropriate time. As a former painter who has painted pornographic pictures, she can certainly understand Qian Yong's voiceover instantly. , and I also know that Qian Yong has always been generous with his money.

However, the current situation is in front of the two armies!

Isn’t it too immodest to take off your pants to compete?

Gu Chi: "..."

As everyone knows, this is normal.

In this era where catapults are used to throw golden juice at each other, all means are allowed as long as they can defeat the opponent.

Gongxi Qiu ate the melon with gusto.

Turning to look at Shen Tang: "Mama, it's Bi**."

He tilted his head in confusion and repeated.

"It's better than**."

The answer I think is different from what I say.

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

He looked at his eldest brother with resentful eyes, and Jimo Qiu reminded him lightly: "A-Nian, please don't taint His Highness's ears."

Gong Xiqiu could only whisper in a low voice.

You can encounter anything when marching and fighting, that is to say, Mama's opponents are more shameless. If you encounter the kind of gangsters who are not stingy, there are even dirtier ways of humiliating and provoking them, including but not limited to ordering dozens of soldiers to line up and take off their pants. , shake towards the opposite side.

Gong Xiqiu has traveled all over the country to find his brother over the years, and has seen many of them.

Jimo Qiu saw his complaint: "No."

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

Most of Wu Zhaode's team members were from established aristocratic families or upstarts. They were all shameless, so naturally they couldn't do anything like taking off their pants and throwing off their ropes in public to anger their opponents. On the other hand, Qian Yong was shameless, so he could make them all feel ashamed and angry. die.

"There is no opponent."

"My way is alone."

Qian Yong won a great victory but did not forget to show off his performance.

Shen Tang just wanted to roll his eyes.

Shamelessly saying "my way is alone", if this is the "martial art" that Qian Yong pursues, is he not afraid that one day he will become a warrior with similar abilities? Looking back, I can't cry even if I want to!

Qian Yong's firepower was so fierce that it was difficult for Gao Guo to resist. He also tricked a young general to death, and his morale was lower than that of Kang Guo. However, this small difference was not enough to shake Gao Guo's military morale. As long as he won a battle with his general, The arrogance felt at this moment will also become the motivation for the soldiers to realize their shame and become brave again, and their morale will be even better.

Qian Yong also understands this principle.

Mouth output also does not forget to beware of assassinations.

Once a fighting general ends, he will be conceited about his life and death. He doesn't want to be killed for no reason. But he didn't expect that the person sent by Gao Guo was not a military general, but a scribe with silver hair. Even with a tight and delicate young face, He couldn't hide the old age in his eyes. He was probably an old monster with gray hair and a childlike face! Qian Yong held the reins with one hand and did not come closer.

He smiled and asked: "Can you leave your name for the visitor? You don't look like a warrior in your attire. How could Wu Zhaode push you, a weak scholar, to die? Or should I say that none of the men in his camp can handle it, and he is afraid of confronting me in front of the battle line?" One is stronger than the other?"

After saying that, he cast a joking gaze on the Imperial Master.

Raising eyebrows: "A person cannot be judged by his appearance, and his faults cannot be measured with a ruler."
To be continued...