Three Kingdoms lazy man

Mi Zhu stared blankly at Bai Ren's leaving figure, saluted Liu Bei, and said apologetically to Liu Bei, "Mr. Xuande, Zifu seems to have something on his mind. I'll go and see Zifu!"

"Zizhong, let's go and have a look first! I'll wait below!" Liu Bei said flatly to Mi Zhu as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face.

Mi Zhu didn't hesitate, and walked upstairs to Bai Ren's room.

Seeing Mi Zhu go upstairs, Guan Yu looked a little indifferent, and whispered in Liu Bei's ear, "My lord, I think this Mi Zi has the intention to take refuge in the lord, the lord should take good care of it!"

Liu Bei shook his head, looked at Guan Yu beside him calmly, and said in a calm tone, "Although Zizhong has the intention of taking refuge in me, it's just a pity that Bai Zifu seems to be a bit repulsive to me!"

"My lord, that guy is just a brat, is it worthy of my lord's attention?" Zhang Fei whispered to Liu Bei with a hint of doubt on his handsome face.

Hearing Zhang Fei's muttering, Liu Bei lowered his head and chuckled, turned around to look at Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, and said in a low voice, "I think this Bai Ren is a rare conspirator, if I have his help, maybe now I can It won't be so embarrassing, but unfortunately he doesn't like me."

"Isn't he just a strategist! What can they do on the battlefield? They can't even hold a knife!" Guan Yu said with disdain. He despises scribes who play tricks.

But Guan Yu will know in the future that today's words are worthless. Bai Ren not only commanded soldiers, fought well, and even picked up a knife to fight the enemy general.

"That's wrong. I think literati still have a role. Military generals expand the territory, and literati make the people peaceful and prosperous." Zhang Fei was born in a small landlord's family, but in fact he respects intellectuals very much.

"Hmph!" Guan Yu turned his head to the side after hearing Zhang Fei's words, and then remained silent.

Liu Bei didn't talk too much, but thought about his hardships these years. It seems that he has always dreamed of revitalizing the Han Dynasty, but he has no plan to realize his dream.

"Zi Fu, Zi Fu!" Mi Zhu hurriedly ran into Bai Ren's room, and saw Bai Ren sitting beside Zhen Mi, and opposite Hao Zhao was listening carefully.

"What's wrong?" Bai Ren looked at Mi Zhu, and asked Mi Zhu in a very flat tone.

"Zifu, do you have any opinions on Xuande Gong?" Mi Zhu pondered for a while and finally asked Bai Ren the question he wanted to ask.

"I have no objection to Duke Xuande, but I just want to travel around the world first, and I don't want to have too much contact with these princes." Bai Ren said to Mi Zhu without thinking.

"But Duke Xuande is not a prince?" Mi Zhu began to argue with Bai Ren.

"He is not now, in three years, no, in another year, he will be a prince." Bai Ren listened to Mi Zhu's words, smiled coldly, thought for a while and said seriously to Mi Zhu.

Seeing Bai Ren's affirmative words, Mi Zhu asked Bai Ren curiously: "Zi Fu, Zi Fu, did you show Xuan De Gong's face?"

Bai Ren nodded, looked at Zhen Mi beside him who was also looking at him curiously, stroked her soft hair, and kept silent.

"Zi Fu, what exactly did you see?" Mi Zhu looked at Bai Ren silently and asked curiously.

"The secret must not be leaked!" Bai Ren looked at Mi Zhu's anxious look, and thought for a while, considering that Liu Bei is the most important figure in the Three Kingdoms, if he knows his own destiny, and he works hard to change history, it would be no fun, so Bai Ren Ren still decided to keep silent to Mi Zhu.

Mi Zhu listened to Bai Ren's words, looked at Bai Ren's firm eyes, and decided not to pursue Bai Ren anymore, and retreated silently.

"Master, who is Lord Xuande?" Hao Zhao asked Bai Ren curiously, having no impression of Liu Bei at all.

Zhen Mi also raised her head and looked at Bai Ren curiously, also wanting to ask this question.

"He is a monarch with a thick face and a heart. Soon, his name will be powerful in the world, and you will know when the time comes!" Bai Ren said solemnly, looking at Zhen Mi beside him.

"Ah!" Liu Bei sneezed suddenly, rubbed his nose with his fingers, and murmured, "The weather seems to be getting cold again!?"

"Mr. Zizhong, you're down!" Liu Bei rubbed his nose, and saw that Mi Zhu had come down, and then saw that there was no one following Mi Zhu, hesitated for a while, but still didn't ask about Bai Ren's situation.

"Mr. Xuande, let's go!" Mi Zhu said to Liu Bei with a smile on his face.

"Please!" Liu Bei said happily to Mi Zhu, and then took Mi Zhu to his Pingyuan Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Husband, are you going to sleep with me later? Mother said that sleeping with a man will make you pregnant!" Zhen Mi sat in the room, watched Bai Ren making the quilt, and asked Bai Ren a little shyly.

After listening to Zhen Mi's words, Bai Ren almost vomited out a mouthful of old blood. There is no such thing as ancient physiology education!Sleeping can get pregnant, you are 11 years old, I dare you to get pregnant! ?

"I asked Mr. Mi Zhu to open an extra room for you. You can go to the room on our right to sleep later!" Bai Ren looked back at the shy little Lolita calmly, and said directly to the little Lolita.

"Oh!" Little Lolita was a little surprised when she heard Bai Ren's words, but she appreciated Bai Ren a little more. My husband is He Zhengren.

"Master, I feel that Mr. Zizhong was a little angry and unhappy when he went out. Did Mr. Zizhong have any objections to Master?" Hao Zhao suddenly asked Bai Ren.

Bai Ren's hand in making the quilt suddenly stopped, and he lowered his head to think for a while. What Mi Zhu pursued was the Han family, while I pursued a free and comfortable life. As the saying goes, different ways do not seek each other, maybe the two of us will meet in the end. Go a different way!

Chapter 44 Yingchuan Two Drinking Friends (please collect!! Please recommend!!)

"You are a child, don't ask so many questions! By the way, have you memorized the multiplication table I taught you?" Bai Ren came back to his senses, feeling a little stuck, looking at Hao Zhao who was staring at him, and asked seriously road.

"One by one gets one, one by two gets two, one by three gets three..." Hao Zhao watched his master staring at him, jumped up in shock, and immediately recited the multiplication table.

"Eight eight 64, eight nine...um, eighty nine..." When Hao Zhao was suddenly pushed to the back, he suddenly got stuck and touched his head from time to time, not knowing what the answer was.

"Idiot, it's 72!" Zhen Mi followed Bai Ren for the past few days, and had long been familiar with the multiplication formula that Bai Ren taught Hao Zhao, so she pointed at Hao Zhao with her little hand and laughed.

Bai Ren looked at Zhen Mi and smiled, you are already 11 years old, Hao Zhao is only five years old, is it interesting for you to laugh at him?

Hao Zhao blushed a little, and continued to recite: "Nine out of one gets one..."

After hearing that Hao Zhao had recited the table of multiplication formulas, Bai Ren nodded to Hao Zhao, indicating that he could hide in the bed and rest, then turned to Zhen Mi and said, "It's time for little Zhen Mi to go back to sleep!"

After hearing Bai Ren's words, Zhen Mi got up reluctantly, ran to her room and fell asleep.

And Bai Ren watched Zhen Mi go back, closed the door, blew out the oil lamp, then hid in the bed, went to Jiang Chong to learn how to fool.

In the southwest of Xu County in the south, there is a small yard near Yingchuan County. The yard is very dilapidated, and it is a fence built with fences. It is said that it is a yard, and the owner of the yard is already very flattering.

I saw two words scrawled on the gate of the fence in the yard: Guo Fu.

The night was very quiet, the yard was pitch black, only a little light came through the house, and the gate outside the yard was open. In this chaotic world, there are very few people who dare to do so.

"Cough, cough." There was a middle-aged scribe riding a horse outside the door, came to the gate of the courtyard, looked at the open gate, shook his head helplessly, then got off his horse, and walked into the gate.

The middle-aged scribe walked into the gate, and saw that the gate was a garden. After looking around, he found that the only valuable things in this yard were these flowers and plants!

The middle-aged scribe walked towards the light, touched his chest with one hand and coughed violently, and quickly pressed his hand to his mouth.

The cough stopped, the middle-aged scribe took his hand away from his mouth, looked at the dark red streak on his hand under the moonlight, closed his eyes, and said a little breathlessly: "It seems that my time is... .I'm afraid there aren't many more."

Suddenly the scribe raised his head and found that there were flowers and plants everywhere, but the lights suddenly disappeared without a trace. His face was shocked and he exclaimed: "This is... this is a maze!?"

The middle-aged scribe's expression suddenly became ugly, and he secretly thought that he was careless. The door was open, how could he be unprepared at all, it seemed that this guy had been prepared for a long time.

It was very quiet everywhere, there was no sound at all, it was pitch black, and one could only feel that there were endless vines around, and the vines kept climbing towards the middle-aged scribe.

The middle-aged scribe looked a little embarrassed, and murmured: "It looks like I'm going to feel sorry for that guy, I'm afraid this formation will be ruined in one fell swoop."

Seeing the vines getting closer and closer to him, the middle-aged scholar didn't panic. These were all hallucinations and illusions. If panic really appeared in his heart, he would really be strangled by the vines in his heart!

The middle-aged scribe calmly took out a quaint yellow page from his arms. It seemed that it was quite old. He closed his eyes, scribbled on the page, and muttered something, and finally opened his eyes. He closed his eyes, tapped lightly with his finger in the air, and said softly to the air: "Break!"

Suddenly, a raging fire burned all around, burning all the surrounding vines to ashes, and finally the ashes went away with the wind.