Uncle, please help the Han family

"Good brother!" Liu Yu, who originally wanted to try again, changed his face on the spot, and simply put his arms around her shoulders, "Your words are enough!"

"..."

Ju Yi, who was hooked by Liu Yu, was stunned.

But there was no conflict, nor did he complain about the title of "good brother", but asked very seriously: "Then, when will you fight Cao Mengde?"

"Don't panic."

Interrupting this question with a smile, then staring at Ju Yi's pupils, Liu Yu is willing to accept her into the 'Fuxing Dahan Group Chat Group': "If you have something to say, let's talk about it in the Prime Minister's Mansion."

Chapter 322

Dance knife?

Classic Hongmen Banquet, right?

Besides, Xiang Zhuang Wei Yan dances a sword, how can anyone dance a scythe at a banquet?

You're so fucking Kaiying, right?

Ju Yi's obvious hostility made Liu Yu a little embarrassed.

Although he promised Ju Yi to favor her, but to favor her so much, it's too...

and many more.

Before the banquet, Ju Yi had asked himself to bring up the samarium knife, in order to respond to Han Fu's haggling with him over an artifact.

It turned out to be such a response!

Liu Yu, who has always been shrewd, realized that he had fallen into Ju Yi's trap.

This guy's sudden Hongmen banquet drama was not aimed at Han Fu, but to use this occasion to show off her position in his own camp to the civil and military officials present.

In other words, Liu Yu was used by her as a spear.

I have to say, this guy is really domineering.

And these more than 1 private soldiers are the capital she can gain a foothold in

Unlike Gongsun Zan's Youzhou Frontier Army and Baima Yicong, Liu Yu had absolutely no ability to directly command Ju Yi's army.

After all, this is her private property, and Liu Yu cannot take it.

If it is taken by force like this, then the people of the world will be more resistant to him, not only the family, but even the generals who lead the troops will not be willing to belong to the big man.

Offending both the aristocratic family and the warlord at the same time, even Cao Cao at his peak might not have the guts to do so.

Of course, Qinghe County can be taken back. Whether it is the use of the city or the collection of taxes on it, Liu Yu has this right. It is only out of compensation that he must give Ju Yi a seal from the emperor and give her a Marquis Nobility and food towns of at least a thousand households.

It is a good thing for this person to be able to submit, but entering with such a 'franchisee' attitude made it impossible for her status to be low.

How to control it?

Do you really believe in her saying, "Ju Yi believes in the strong, Xiangguo and even the strong"?

This woman is really not cute.

"Master Xiangguo." Coming out of the seat, Ju Yi clenched his fists at Liu Yu, and said seriously, "Please allow me to dance the sword for Xiangguo, for all the guests, and for Lord Han."

Take out the sickle that is eight feet long and dance, just in case you miss it...

No, if you pretend to miss, wouldn't you want to hack Han Fu to death in the venue?

You wouldn't dare to kill someone in front of me, Liu Yuqiang, would you?

That guy's face is pale now, his legs are weak, and the effect of intimidation has been achieved. Do you want to scare him until he loses control?

"Oh?" Although this is very fake, it can be seen at a glance that he is pretending to be a fool, but Liu Yu had to put on a simple look, and simply agreed, "Okay, okay, please general, let's dance together See the demeanor of famous generals."

Damn you, Guan Gong is playing samarium knife in front of you, you are poisonous.

But at this distance, Guan Yu must be able to protect himself well, and the useless stick can also restrain her at the most critical moment.

It can only be said that it depends on whether Hanzhou Mu can withstand the pressure.

"Hey, this saber dance has the meaning of Xiang Zhuang?"

"Shh, don't talk too much."

"Ahem... I hope you're okay."

"With Xiangguo here, everything should be fine."

Everyone could see Ju Yi's intentions, and the ministers sitting in the corner couldn't help talking in a low voice, they were all afraid of Ju Yizhi's vengeance.

It's okay to offend others, but only this righteousness is absolutely not to be offended.

Also, her target was not directed at Han Fu alone.

At that time, when she was ostracized by Han Fu, all the officials in Jizhou also saw her, but no one came out to help speak out.

So far, even if Han Fu was [-]% at fault, wouldn't those indifferent onlookers be [-]% at fault?

"Master Han, please sit down."

After obtaining Liu Yu's consent, Ju Yi walked to the middle, stroked the large golden scythe with both hands, and then held it firmly.

This samarium knife is Han Fu's treasure. Before the feudal lords demanded Dong, Ju Yi didn't even have the right to keep it, and could only borrow it when needed.

And during the battle between Han Fu and Liu Yu, it was lent to Gao Shun by Han Fu, and it is very true that it was taken back again because of suspicion.

During the period, Gao Lan also briefly gave it to Lu Bu for use.

In the end, after going round and round, he returned to Ju Yi's hands.

Han Fu, you think this is a treasure that only you can have.

But do you deserve it?

You do not deserve.

The provocative expression, accompanied by the slow movement of the big saber, became more and more fierce.

The legs are also like a swimming dragon, wide open and closed, with slow movements, giving people a particularly solemn feeling.

This samarium dance knife is the same as the lance dance, it pays attention to a heavy 'ritual' rather than every move.

Ju Yi raised his ponytail up and down rhythmically, following his strong and powerful movements.

Raise your hands, throw your hands and feet, draw thorns, all show the leadership temperament of an excellent general.

Command thousands of troops, who can give up me.

This scene made Liu Yu a little obsessed with watching it, admiring it, and even applauding unconsciously, playing the beat for Ju Yi.

Among the generals who can fight, Ju Yi is indeed nothing. At his peak, he could only resist [-] rounds in Lu Bu's hands, and he couldn't even force the opponent's real strength. Especially embarrassing.

But in terms of commanding ability, she was too strong. Even the white horse general Gongsun Zan, who had an absolute advantage in troops, was no match for Ju Yi.

is a nice woman.

Looking intently at Ju Yi, who was wielding a sword, Liu Yu had to admit that he had more tolerance for such a capable general.

Who doesn't have such a thing as a character flaw?

Lu Bu is arrogant, Guan Yu is arrogant, Zhang Fei is violent, and Yun Mei has a small chest. It can only be said that no one is perfect.

As long as Ju Yi is really useful and able to carry the opponent's few high-quality horses when he is in the ring with Cao Cao, it is acceptable to be a little arrogant.

Of course, there must be a degree.

"Ah... ah? Ah... ah!"

Han Fu was no longer in the mood to appreciate Ju Yi's dancing posture, and was so frightened by the other party that he yelled 'ah' again and again.

It's not that Ju Yi's dancing posture is not good, but every time the Samarium knife swung past his eyes, the feeling of peeling the air and sending the sharp wind to his cheeks was too close to death.

Every time Ju Yi glanced at him, Han Fu felt a deep fear that the other party would kill him in the next moment.

Step, step, step, step.

Because the venue was extremely quiet, the sound of footsteps was especially clear.

Han Fu's heart was also throbbing nervously as the other party walked towards him step by step.

Until a smile appeared on the corner of Ju Yi's mouth, he slowly raised the samarium knife. The smooth and sharp sickle blade was located on the top of his head, and then raised up little by little, and finally lifted to the highest point.

"Ah-ah!"

Following the weapon, Han Fu gradually raised his head, his mouth opened wider and wider.

In the end, when Ju Yi swung the samarium knife down forcefully, he closed his eyes tightly and screamed hysterically.

Oops, it's about to be split in half.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! !

Raising his throat, Han Fu yelled in horror.

However, no pain was felt.

With a harmless breeze blowing on his face, he opened his eyes in astonishment.

Ju Yi has finished dancing.

"Master Han."

Eyebrows raised slightly, looking down at Han Fu from top to bottom, Ju Yi asked in a provocative tone: "It's the last general who danced so well, my lord can't help but kneel down and listen?"

"..."

Han Fu, who was sweating profusely, gradually lowered his head, and found that his knees were firmly attached to the ground, and he knelt down to Ju Yi in a very standard manner.

At the same time, mocking laughter came from all around, including many former subordinates.

He has become a clown that everyone can laugh at.

Why, why did I come...to accept such humiliation.

If, if I hadn't surrendered at the beginning, but continued to fight, would it be like this now?

If, I said, if I led the troops to fight to the last moment, then killed my wife and children when the city was broken, and finally committed suicide, would history write a special book about me?

Those deeds that were ridiculed in the past have been written off?

I……

"Xiangguo, Xiangguo." Han Fu, whose legs were weak, stood up amidst the laughter, and asked Liu Yuyi's plea, "I'm in a hurry, let's leave first."

Classic urine escape.

"Well, Mr. Han, let's go."

Liu Yu is not Xiang Yu, and Han Fu is not qualified to be Liu Bang, so he agreed to him very easily.

Then, he praised Ju Yi's dance: "The general sword dance is really majestic and majestic."

"Xie Xiangguo appreciates that my subordinates are weak and far less domineering than General Guan."

"Hahaha, all are strong, all are strong, drink wine, and talk in wine."

"Respect Xiangguo."

The atmosphere of the banquet was very warm, both Liu Yu and Ju Yi seemed very natural.

And those who were in charge of watching the crowd also drank with peace of mind and no pressure.

These fun people do need fun, but they don't really need it. Things like 'clown' can be used as a joke during the banquet, which can adjust the atmosphere, and it doesn't hurt to not have it.

Han Fu's self-esteem was really hurt today.

When a person walked to the latrine, his face was ashen. He didn't say hello to anyone he met, just walked in and closed the door.

Then, he deliberately pulled out the book knife used to scrape bamboo slips during the banquet, and held his hands tightly in front of him, tremblingly staring at the sharp tip of the knife.

Liu Yu, Ju Yi, instead of accepting the humiliation from you, I would rather kill myself in this toilet right now!

Well, as long as the knife is put into the neck, there is no need to go back to that disgusting ghost place.

This world is really stinky and ridiculous.

And for me to sit in that position is especially absurd.

I am an old official of the Yuan family, and later served as Yushi Zhongcheng in the capital. This is already a satisfactory life for me. Why do you let me be a frontier official in this troubled world?