Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

Ning Rong was taken aback by him, and gave him a dissatisfied look, "Why are you crazy, you're not afraid of attracting wolves..."

San Pang was shouting vigorously to those two people in the distance, but was interrupted by Ning Rong unexpectedly, swallowed quietly, and said triumphantly: "Sir, didn't you hear it? They are off tune, That's right! It's out of tune! What I sang is right!"

The corner of Ning Rong's mouth twitched, and he turned his head away, deciding to ignore him.

This guy doesn't learn when he's good, but he learns when he's bad. I used to teach him like this before, saying that his singing was out of tune, but I didn't expect that he would teach others a lesson today.

Sanpang didn't have the slightest self-consciousness, he just smirked at the person who came, it turned out that there are people who are stupider than himself!

wrong!

There is still a sentence that has not been shouted!Mr. said that you can't give up halfway.

"... My mother said that winning or losing doesn't matter, being happy is important..."

There was another yell, Sanpang finished shouting, and then obediently followed Ning Rong to greet him.

Ning Rong picked out his ears that were dizzy from the shock, and saw the two people who came to Jinqian and dismounted, so he didn't bother to argue with Sanpang.

……

Ning Rong looked at the person in front of him, his eyes lit up, eh!good!He is indeed not as handsome as himself!Looking at the other party's thin and frail appearance, as if a gust of wind could blow it, and looking at her elegant demeanor facing the wind, Ning Rong felt very satisfied.

I wore a crescent-white Confucian uniform with a refined and elegant demeanor, and this young man in Tsing Yi had a pale yellow complexion, like... like a sick ghost.

It's just... his eyes are so bright~~

Ning Rong curled her lips, and decided not to look at his eyeballs, but to look at the two horses, with bowl-sized hooves, tall and straight stature, thick hair, and big piercing eyes exuding a spirit.

Ugh!

Ning Rong sighed slightly, muttering to himself.

It is also time travel, why is the gap so big!

Looking at his horse, it is handsome and extraordinary. It is not an ordinary breed at first glance, and it has two ends!

Looking back at his skinny and bald old horse, Ning Rong felt uncomfortable for a while.

Ning Rong was observing the other party, and the young man in Tsing Yi was not idle, he was also observing Ning Rong.

A trace of suspicion flashed across the bright eyes, this man is really strange!

It looks like he should be the son of a down-and-out nobleman, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, sharp edges and corners, a faint sense of superiority emerges spontaneously from the bottom of his heart, but it is not annoying.

but……

Why is his expression so strange, sometimes he is happy, sometimes he is worried, and the corner of his mouth is raised in displeasure, the young man in Tsing Yi can naturally feel it.

The two just stared at each other with big eyes and small eyes, without speaking.

In fact, this is extremely impolite behavior. The Han Dynasty was a country of etiquette. Since Dong Zhongshu deposed all schools of thought and only respected Confucianism, Confucianism has spread on this land for more than 400 years.

Confucianism at this time is still the most authentic Confucianism, without misinterpretation by unworthy descendants, and the stereotyped essay model is customized, and its thinking is open and rigorous.

Rituals are the magic weapon of noble family heirlooms.

But these two...

Cough!

Ning Rong coughed twice, broke the silence, and asked hesitantly: "This... I don't know where this song comes from, my lord?"

After much deliberation, Ning Rong decided to be more tactful and not reveal her identity!

The bright eyes of the young man in Tsing Yi turned a circle, and instantly understood what Ning Rong was referring to.

"Song? Oh~~ You are talking about the song just now! I heard this when I was traveling in Jizhou! Although the style of this song is weird, it is also catchy. Seeing the boundless scenery of this field, I immediately came to my mouth !"

The young man in Tsing Yi paused for a while, and said to Sanpang: "Unexpectedly, Uncle, you would also know this piece of "Laughing Jianghu". Unfortunately, Jia can't call out your heroism..."

Uncle?

Sanpang's face flushed suddenly, staring at the young man in Tsing Yi, panting heavily through his nose.

Ning Rong almost spat out a mouthful of blood, if he hadn't taken San Pang's feelings into consideration, he would have laughed out loud.

"What? Did Jia make a mistake?"

The young man in Tsing Yi looked at Ning Rong's weird smile, and secretly beat his heart.

Ning Rong cleared his throat, shook his head and said: "He is called San Fatty, he is my companion, this year... this year is [-] years old, but he is getting anxious..."

what?

Twenty one?Isn't that the same age as yourself?

The young man in Tsing Yi looked embarrassed, looking at the big and three thick, and the rough-faced three fat, this...how is it that he looks a little anxious!This is simply too anxious!

The young man in Tsing Yi raised his hand in embarrassment: "Hehe... I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Ning Rong: "No problem, no problem!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit awkward, the young man in Tsing Yi tactfully changed the subject and asked, "I don't know where the young master is from and where is he going?"

Ning Rong's heart moved, and he took a deep look at the young man, what's wrong?See your own clues!

This sentence sounds so familiar to me!

No, Ning Rong decided to try him again.

Ning Rong's face was solemn, secretly paying attention to his expression: "The poor monk came from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land, and went to the Western Paradise to worship Buddha and seek scriptures..."

"Ah?" The young man in Tsing Yi blinked in confusion.

Seeing that the other party didn't understand, Ning Rong let go of half of his heart, and tentatively said: "Then... come from where you came from, and go where you are going?"

The young man in Tsing Yi still shook his head: "Jia doesn't understand what you mean!"

Chapter 3 Ghost Talent Guo Jia

The young man in Tsing Yi frowned, glanced up and down at Ning Rong, a trace of displeasure flashed across his brow.

This person is so rude. Others say that he is bohemian and disrespectful of etiquette. Looking at it now, this person is even more grotesque.

Is he kidding himself?

The breeze is slightly cool, which makes people feel at ease.