Rise in the glory of the king system

Chapter 739 Morning
Lu Chan. "What to wear."

"Nana, do you want to go shopping together?"

The morning after the rain always gives people a feeling of pure heart and indifference. The raindrops fell in a straight line in front of the window, ticking down. Diao Chan looked at the muddy ground with her chin in her hands, and then quickly made an invitation .Girls are naturally irresistible to shopping and beautiful clothes. Luna readily agreed.
For girls, shopping is not about buying a lot of beautiful clothes, but about enjoying the inner fun of shopping. The shopping mall is relatively deserted, perhaps because it rained all night. Only a few people are facing the shelves. Pointing at the exquisite small objects on the table. The two people ignored the left and right, and came side by side to the place where the clothes were sold.
Diao Chan is very white, has a good figure, and looks good in everything she wears. She took a fancy to a beautiful pink dress, so she dragged Luna to the fitting room to try it on——Luna was still reluctant at first, But after all, they are all girls, so it doesn't matter, so I went into the fitting room with her. The dress was light pink, it should be a dance dress. There was a pair of phoenixes flying on opposite wings on the cuffs.
Putting the long skirt on the light coat, Diao Chan briskly turned around in front of the fitting mirror, the skirt of the skirt fluttered like a blooming lotus flower. Her dark brown hair slanted across her shoulders, lining her shoulders. Diao Chan is more beautiful.
"Nana, does this dress look good?"

Diao Chan blinked at Luna and slowly stroked the exquisite long dress with her thin fingers. Luna stared at Diao Chan in the fitting mirror seriously, and then shook her head very solemnly. Diao Chan was a little confused and asked why not nice.
"It's a bit gimmicky. It doesn't quite suit you."

Luna flicked her moonlight-smooth hair casually, and the smooth mirror reflected her delicate face. Diao Chan pursed her lips and nodded, then changed into a more plain dress, and asked Luna again if she looked good. Still shaking his head and saying it doesn't look good.
"This dress is too white. It doesn't suit you."

Diao Chan rubbed her chin, and changed into a more ordinary pink and white dress with no pattern, when she asked Luna if she looked good, Luna still shook her head. Diao Chan was a little puzzled, so she asked Luna what she looked good in.
Luna slightly curled her lips and smiled sweetly. She slowly approached Diao Chan's ear, and spoke word by word.
"Achan looks best in a wedding dress. She looks even better in my wedding dress."

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Liang Bai. "Take a killer home."

In a space without light, a slender man is casually biting an unlit cigarette. His black suit complements his dignified appearance, but reveals a dangerous aura that makes people dare not approach. He casually lifted the heavy curtain , listening to the deafening music in the bar, slightly raised his eyebrows.
"Kill him, is it that simple?"

The eyes of the man who had disappeared into the darkness darkened a little, he nodded in a very slow motion, and almost uttered vague words through gritted teeth.
"You killed him for me, it's that simple. I'll give you a reward after it's done."

Li Bai coughed lightly, spit out the good cigarette in his mouth casually, firmly caught the small knife that drew a beautiful arc in the air, and snapped his fingers crisply. He pressed a piece of printing paper under his elbow, and on the paper It was a message about a young man named Zhuge Liang, with pictures and words, densely written on one page. This freelancer named Zhuge Liang was the one Li Bai wanted to assassinate.
Li Bai is a killer, with the blood of countless people on his hands. He does things cleanly and neatly, and can kill people before they can even yell for help. But he is actually very pitiful. He has never seen his parents when he urinates, and lives with him He was with his uncle. One day when his uncle was not at home, the young Li Bai sneaked out to play, but was targeted by a group of gangsters and the society. The group of people with no conscience forcefully trained Li Bai to be a killer. Kill those who offend them for them.
Li Bai quickly figured out Zhuge Liang's life rules, knowing that he lived alone in the apartment, and would go to a nearby supermarket to buy food for dinner every night. So that day, after Zhuge Liang had bought food, Li Bai dragged him to the In the dark alley nearby. A shiny knife was pressed against his wrist, and a single stroke could cause a blood vessel to rupture and kill him. Zhuge Liang was not surprised, but just stared at Li Bai indifferently.
"You are that fearsome killer. He asked you to kill me."

Zhuge Liang offended a man a few days ago. The man held a grudge and asked Li Bai to kill him at a high price. How could Zhuge Liang, who was so smart, not guess this?
Looking at that calm face without a trace of expression, Li Bai was a little unbelievable. He hooked Zhuge Liang's jaw, rubbing the knife edge against his wrist, like a cat catching a mouse, wanting to tease it carefully Fan.
Taking advantage of this emptiness, Zhuge Liang twisted Li Bai's wrist abruptly, and the knife was thrown away, landing with a crisp sound. The situation quickly reversed. Zhuge Liang looked at Li Bai calmly, and spoke every word.
"Do you know that many people are catching you and offering high rewards, regardless of life or death?"

Li Bai was silent. His hands were stained with the blood of countless people, and his own blood would not be a problem. His heart was already cold when he was trained as a killer. It was so cold that it was almost cold. Get out of this life that is worse than death as soon as possible.
"I guess you must be forced to do this. If you want, live with me. I can let go of the past. Don't you want to start a new life?"

Zhuge Liang, who is good at observing faces, saw the hesitation in Li Bai's eyes. He had also heard about Li Bai's life experience, so he extended a helping hand to Li Bai.
Li Bai's mint-colored pupils were full of ripples. This was the warmth he had never felt before. The ice-like heart seemed to melt quietly because of these words. He agreed.
"As long as you don't think I'm bothering you."

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Di Wan. "Touch."

"Master Di, are you resting? I have something I want to talk to you about."

The sky gradually dimmed, and a sliver of clouds slowly disappeared in the sky. A few stars dotted the dark sky, resplendent and flickering. Facing the high pile of copywriting, Di Renjie rubbed his temples in annoyance. Just as I was about to flip through the pen, I heard a crisp knock on the door.
Before Di Renjie had time to reply, a thin figure entered the door, followed by a strange fragrance. Shangguan Wan'er stretched out her hand to press down the wide bamboo hat, and gracefully hooked the wicker chair with her feet to sit on it. She got up, her straight legs folded together casually. Her delicate face was a bit serious at this moment, and one could guess that there should be a very serious conversation next.
"You and I are both the empress' confidantes, so I want to serve her. Recently, there have been frequent thefts in Chang'an City, and the empress is also worried about this matter. I hope you can take care of it, Mr. Di, to relieve the empress's heart." Suffering."

Di Renjie pouted towards the stack of papers, and casually picked up a bright red token.
"Many people have reported this matter to me. I have also sent my confidants to investigate. The truth will probably be found out soon. So please rest assured that everything is under my control."

Shangguan Wan'er was surprised for a second, and the serious look on her face was quickly resolved by a slightly embarrassed smile.
"It seems that I'm overthinking. I thought Master Di didn't know about this matter. I'm being unreasonable."

Seeing that exquisite and beautiful face gradually relax, Di Renjie felt flirtatious. Both he and Shangguan Wan'er worked for the Empress, and they could be regarded as colleagues. They got to know each other after coming and going. Di Renjie admired Shangguan Wan'er as a woman. Shangguan Wan'er also appreciates Di Renjie's fairness and decisiveness because of her manly temperament and good handwriting. Both of them admire each other, but they are too embarrassed to say it out loud.
He slowly approached Shangguan Wan'er, picked up a lock of her black hair, and moved it behind the white jade-like earlobe.
Shangguan Wan'er frowned unobtrusively. She seemed not used to having people so close to her. She wanted to retreat by inertia, but was suddenly imprisoned by a warm embrace. It was a warmth she had never felt before. Her Her face turned red immediately. She took a deep breath, suppressed her chaotic thoughts, and asked with a frown.
"Why does Lord Di treat me like this?"

Di Renjie, who has always been steady and calm, is also straightforward in expressing his love.
"Because... I like it."

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Di Chan. "Destiny is hard to break."

The sky was clear and clear, and the clouds were not stained. Di Renjie was patrolling Chang'an City as usual, holding a token, or helping to resolve disputes, or mediating for quarreling parties. Chang'an City was always calm, and today was no exception. Just as Di Renjie was about to go back When entering the mansion, there was a low sobbing sound from the front. It was a woman curled up. Her dark brown hair was scattered over her shoulders, and her pink gauze was soaked in blood. Seeing Di Renjie looking over, the woman Trembling and making the mouth shape of "help me".
As the magistrate of Chang'an, Di Renjie naturally went up without hesitation. The woman seemed to be seriously injured, and she didn't even have the strength to speak. But she still took a deep breath and introduced herself concisely.
"My concubine's name is Diao Chan. She is a dancer in a brothel. She is a performer but not herself. But she came here because she was framed."

Di Renjie could not help but feel sympathy for this woman named Diao Chan, so he made her his subordinate. But in fact, Diao Chan wanted to kill him with evil intentions. She was trained to be a ruthless and cold-blooded killer after urinating. Killing people is easy. But after all, he was an important subordinate of the empress, so assassination was not easy. She knew that Di Renjie was kind-hearted, so she deliberately staged a cruel trick to win his sympathy.
Diao Chan mingled with the servants, waiting for the right time to kill Di Renjie, but she never thought that Di Renjie, who was thoughtful, had arranged a confidant by her side to secretly observe her every move. Her little thought had already been told by her confidant who watched Di Renjie. Di Renjie didn't tell the truth because he wanted to expose the killer's true identity face to face.
Di Renjie was very kind to Diao Chan, so good that Diao Chan hardly dared to do it again. She knew that a killer should not be emotional. But once emotional, it was out of control. She didn't want her feelings to affect her, so she made up her mind to do it .
That day, Diao Chan hid a dagger in her sleeve and danced in front of Di Renjie, waiting to give him a fatal blow. Just when she was about to pull out the dagger, Di Renjie quickly grabbed her wrist. When she reacted, the bright red The token rests on her neck.
"In the name of His Majesty, you are under arrest."

But Diao Chan made an unexpected move. She quickly pulled out the dagger, and pierced the dagger into her heart with lightning speed. Looking at the blood slowly flowing out, she smiled wryly as if relieved.
"I'm sorry... see you in the next life."

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Guiguzi x Taiyi. "Height is the flaw."

People have a mentality of comparison, maybe because of vanity, or maybe because of some inexplicable reasons, but don't compare with others because of impulse. People are more popular than others. Every mountain is higher than others. Compared with others, you will find that you will always be lower than others. ——This is the true meaning of life summed up by real Taiyi after he experienced some indescribable blows. .
Let’s start from the beginning. Originally, Master Taiyi wanted to stay quietly in his jungle area and think about life, but his unlucky apprentice insisted on going to fight wild monsters with him. Master Taiyi With his sharp tongue, Nezha was upset and angry, and finally had to give up the idea.
Before leaving, maybe it was a subconscious action - Nezha casually folded his hands on the top of Taiyi's head, and then said coldly - at least in the eyes of Taiyi - said something. Master You are so short, not even half as tall as me. You need to drink more milk and grow taller quickly, otherwise people will think I am your master.
This is not the worst thing. The worst thing is that the partition has ears. As soon as Nezha left, Guiguzi from the same camp came out with a wobbly back foot and put on a very leisurely look. Daoist Taiyi didn't dare to ask him if he heard it. Nezha's words. If he didn't hear it, wouldn't he just call himself out?
"Master, you are really short. You are not half as tall as me. Drink more milk and grow taller. Otherwise people will think that I am your master."

Guiguzi glanced at Taiyi Daoist who was at a loss where he was, and then repeated Nezha's previous words with style. Taiyi Daoist is generally unwilling to compare with others, but if you touch him The bottom line is another matter. So the not-so-tall Daoist Taiyi stepped on the same not-so-high stove, straightened his back and tried to pretend to be tall.
"Obviously you are the short one. Not half as tall as me."

Guiguzi is such an intelligent person, he can tell the clues in one word.
"Then don't step on your stove, who is better than the ****?"

Master Taiyi coughed in embarrassment. He raised his eyebrows and thought for a moment, then he chose to jump off the stove and stood in front of Guiguzi with his chest upright.
Such a comparison, it is clear who is taller and who is lower. Guiguzi is indeed a little taller than the real person Taiyi, and the real person Taiyi has to stand on tiptoe to barely be parallel to him. Taking advantage of his height, Guiguzi kneads at the top of the real person Taiyi's hair He rubbed it. Then he tightened his lips to hold back the smile, and spoke solemnly.
"Height is a flaw. Drink more milk and grow taller."

Daoist Taiyi hates others to say that he is short. Why is he so tall? He is so cute if he is short. If Guiguzi was not from the same camp, he might be lying peacefully in the spring water waiting to be resurrected.
"You're not much taller than me."

Daoist Taiyi raised his head and stared at Guiguzi with what he thought was the most fierce eyes. However, due to his height, his most fierce eyes looked cute to Guiguzi. It was the kind of cuteness. Guiguzi shrugged helplessly and stepped back. step by step.
"Okay, okay, you can do it."

Daoist Taiyi was astonished by Guiguzi's sudden change, but he heard Guiguzi whisper in his ear.
"Still not as tall as me."

"!!!"

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Ma Zhao. "I've always liked you."

"I heard. The general from Xiliang has come to surrender our lord. I heard that although the general is a man, he is very handsome. His martial arts are also very high. My lord is really blessed."

The wind blows, the leaves fall, the trees are lonely, and the shadows are silent. The wind in late autumn is stained with some of the unique coolness of maple leaves, and drifts away coldly and unfeelingly, leaving only the sadness of a place. The drunken Zhao Yun was going to the lord's mansion at the moment, with the crisp crunching of fallen leaves and the discussion of the two soldiers walking in front, he patted his forehead to clear his mind.
This time, the lord asked him to attend the banquet as a distinguished guest. I heard that it was to welcome a foreign general who had just come to defect. Zhao Yun had never seen that general, but judging from the importance Liu Bei attached to this banquet, it should be a big deal. An underestimated character. But after hearing the conversation between the two soldiers, he was a little puzzled.
Shouldn't "beautiful" be used to describe those beautiful dancing girls?Using the word "beautiful" to describe a general galloping on the battlefield... I'm afraid it's not appropriate.
Thinking of this, Zhao Yun had already arrived outside the mansion. He slowly opened the curtain, and just as he stepped in with one leg, before his toes touched the ground, the long spear with a cold touch was pressed against his throat, as if it would stab him in the next second. Through the thick curtain, Zhao Yun couldn't see the man's face clearly. But he was sure that he hadn't offended anyone recently, not to mention that it was at a banquet held by Liu Bei, who would dare to make a mistake?

Although Zhao Yun could fight that guy with his strength, Zhao Yun guessed that there must be some misunderstanding. He was afraid that the fight would deepen the misunderstanding, so he just stood there quietly without overreacting. .
"You don't need to identify me, just identify my gun."

That person's voice was indescribably beautiful and very penetrating, as if it could penetrate a person's soul. It can be guessed that the owner of the voice must be a refreshing and neat person. Seeing Zhao Yun resist slightly Intention, the man grabbed his wrist and warned again.
"Don't move. If you move, you will die. But if you want to die quickly, there is hope."

That hand was extremely white and had distinct joints. It should have been slender and weak, but it was surprisingly strong. The only fly in the ointment was that there were deep and shallow sword wounds on the smooth back of the hand, just like jade mixed into it. Eye-catching like a stain.
"Meng Qi, this is General Zilong! Don't be unreasonable!"

Accompanied by the lord's shout, the spear stuck in front of his throat was moved away, followed by the sound of kneeling on the ground with a plop.
"It turned out to be General Zilong. I heard the general's name a long time ago, and now I offend you, please forgive me!"

Zhao Yun was stunned for a moment when he opened the curtain. The person kneeling on the ground had a face as white as if he had lost too much blood, and his facial features seemed to be finely carved. It is really not an exaggeration to describe it as beautiful. The long pupils are staring at Zhao Yun at this moment, it seems that there are thousands of stars in the eyes, and people can't take their eyes off.
The two just stared at each other quietly. No one spoke first until Liu Bei came over to introduce Zhao Yun himself.
"Zilong. This person who has just surrendered to me is General Ma Chao, named Meng Qi. Just now I asked him to go outside the door to see if you are here. I'm afraid he treats you as a stranger. Don't mind."

Zhao Yun is not the kind of person who is unreasonable and unforgiving. So he sat down at the banquet with Ma Chao generously. Halfway through the banquet, Liu Bei left first because he was not strong enough to drink, and the others also left one after another, so Zhao Yun Only he and Ma Chao are left in this one.
"The weather is bad, please take care of the cold."

Feeling the temperature from his shoulders, Zhao Yun raised his head in surprise. He met Ma Chao's star-like pupils impartially. It turned out that Ma Chao put his cloak on Zhao Yun's body—because the weather was not too cold, Zhao Yun didn't Wear more clothes, so I was misunderstood by this straight-hearted general.
The cloak was as long as his knees, and it was faintly tinged with the fragrance of mint. Zhao Yun originally wanted to find a topic, but he didn't expect Ma Chao to be a familiar person. After a while, he didn't know whether he was drunk or something, and began to chatter opened.
"I'm as smart as my father, but with a little more judgment.
He said my teacher was supposed to be a good teacher, but I was a bad student. I let him down."

Ma Chao spoke calmly, and even admitted that he was a bad student. Zhao Yun didn't have a chance to interrupt, so he just listened silently. He saw that Ma Chao's lips were dry, so he thoughtfully handed him a glass of warm wine.
"You should wear this cloak. It's cold outside, and you won't be able to bear it if you wear so little."

Zhao Yun slowly put the cloak on Ma Chao's shoulders, and then tied it skillfully. He quickly tied a knot with his ten fingers, and it was just right.
"…Zi Long."

Ma Chao called out in a low voice. The moment Zhao Yun approached him, he felt his heart beating wildly, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. He called out like a ghost. But he subconsciously hoped that Zhao Yun didn't hear it. After all He is just a surrendered soldier, it would be rude to call him General Chang Sheng so directly.
It's a pity that Zhao Yun heard it. He just smiled lightly and opened his lips softly.
"Meng Qi."

The two of them had never known each other before fighting. Because they were both generals commanding operations, they spent more time together planning affairs, and their relationship became closer and closer. However, things went counterproductive, and an illness created a gap between Ma Chao and Zhao Yun.
Ma Chao didn't know what kind of illness he was suffering from, but it was probably a very serious illness. He knew that he would inevitably die, not to mention that Liu Bei didn't trust him very much, so he looked at him like a prisoner, leaving him with no freedom. He simply So he rejected the doctor invited by Zhao Yun. He lay in bed all day, refusing to eat anything, let alone drink soup.
Zhao Yun was worried about Ma Chao's health, and finally couldn't bear it any longer. He kicked open the door blocking him and Ma Chao with the soup. Ma Chao lay quietly on the couch, his complexion a little paler than before for no reason. The pupils of the eyes also lost the luster of the past, and looked at Zhao Yun dully.
"Meng Qi, drink this medicine."

(End of this chapter)