The beauty is delicate and soft, and he madly criticizes the powerful officials for taking her as th

The handsome young man squatted on the ground, looking at the man with dirty hands, and smiled playfully, as if it was just a harmless game.

Pei Jing looked around and suddenly sneered. His eldest brother at least had never treated Marquis Wan harshly in terms of money. The Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea table carved entirely from golden nanmu wood could not be used by ordinary officials in their lifetime.

Seeing Pei Ke drooling at the corner of his mouth, he clapped his hands and stood up, approaching Mrs. Wanhou step by step, and said softly: "Aren't the King of Wei and I not tolerant enough to you? You are so impatient that you indulge your mother's family in encircling the land and do it according to my wishes." Look, it’s better to keep this money and spend it in the underworld.”

The young man who had just taken a note said, "Stay away from my mother!"

Pei Jing paused and looked at the face that looked similar to Pei Ke's. He felt bored and rarely complained about his father in his heart.

He didn't have the patience anymore, so he kicked the long sword on the ground towards Wan Hou and pointed it at the two people.

"Pei Ke, do you still remember what your mother said before she died?"

Pei Jing is a warrior and can never hide his likes and dislikes like his elder brother. At this moment, he is trying his best to look gentle.

Sure enough, Pei Ke stumbled and said: "Remember, remember, let me listen to my second brother and remember that I am a member of the Pei family."

Pei Jing was annoyed when he saw him like this. He suppressed his impatience and continued to persuade: "Now someone is using your name to encircle the land and ruin the Pei family's reputation. King Wei is very dissatisfied. What should you do?"

Those cloudy eyes were suddenly filled with anger. His muddy hands grasped Pei Jing's sleeves and asked him: "Who?"

"I just told you." The handsome young man pointed to the other two people with a smile, then glanced at the sword and sat down in a leisurely manner, "Let's get started."

Not long after he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a long sword piercing the flesh, and the thick smell of blood filled the air.

It is unlikely that a crazy person can kill with one blow and pierce the heart with a sword. The wounds left by rage and unconscious killing are mostly messy and of different shades.

One sword, two swords, three swords...

Pei Jing squinted his eyes and watched the movements of the sword holder, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Marquis Wan was fine.

The man covered in blood walked up to the sitting young man and smiled at him with a little pride as if he was asking for a reward.

*

In the Nuan Pavilion, Pei Zhi stood in front of a seemingly ordinary lyre. His eyes were lowered, his expression was joyful, and his fingers were moving slightly.

Scholars often say that they place their affection on the qin and know the person by hearing its music. Yu Tingwan had always thought that his qin's music should have a cadence, or at least a hint of murderous aura.

I didn't expect it to be a subtle, subtle and subtle style.

She looked a little complicated, remembering that the head of the Langya Wang family once praised the prince of Wei Wang as "like a guide and a Zhang, so that people can hear and look forward to it."

At that time, Pei Zhi, as a general, returned to Chang'an earlier than him with military reports showing his military exploits.

It was as if the Chang'an gentry were invisible, and even the bloody situation in Youzhou only made waves for a moment. After that, they still said that he was a handsome gentleman and a gentle man.

Realizing that the listener was distracted, the music suddenly stopped.

"What are you thinking about Wanwan?"

"I was wondering if you were just like this to confuse those Chang'an nobles."

Pei Zhi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "They are not qualified to listen to me playing the piano."

Wanting to understand what she meant, he smiled a little deeper and said, "Do you like the way I looked just now?"

"I just think the sound of this piano is different from yours."

"All foreign objects can be faked." Pei Zhi paused, "But I didn't do that just now."

When he saw her, he felt at peace.

It's like walking alone in the apricot blossom forest in spring, with the breeze blowing on your face and the drizzle falling on your temples and eyelashes like silk.

Therefore, the sound of the piano is soft.

Yu Tingwan was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head silently, poured a glass of wine and handed it to him, "Do you want to drink it?"

He reached out to take the wine bottle, touched the back of her hand with his fingertips, rubbed it intentionally or unintentionally, and drank it all in one gulp. His mouth was immediately filled with the rich floral aroma of Baimozhi wine.

Seeing that he drank the glass of wine without hesitation, without speaking, and staring at her quietly, Yu Tingwan suddenly remembered that she didn't seem to see him drink in front of others very often.

"Are you a bad drinker?"

Seeing her curious gaze, Pei Zhi smiled and said, "Is it possible? If the army wins a battle, there must be a celebration drink."

During the truce, the generals sitting in the camp would say to him when they saw him: "Your Majesty, why don't you put down your military book for a moment and have a drink with the last general."

"What's your celebration party like?"

"They will stay up all night drinking, and there are a few captains from Liangzhou who like to sing."

Yu Tingwan couldn't imagine him drinking and indulgent all night, "You drink with them all night?"

"Of course not. They know I don't like the excitement, and they won't keep me here." He lowered his eyes and looked at the woman beside him. "I'll leave after a few drinks, so they can be more relaxed."

Hearing his last words, Yu Tingwan suddenly laughed, leaned forward slightly, held up her chin and asked him: "What did you do before that made them dare not even keep you at the celebration banquet?"

No matter how bad-tempered the general is, at least he will be particularly talkative on the day of the celebration banquet.

Pei Zhi's throat felt a little itchy. He looked at her red cheeks, gently stroked her hair, and said softly: "You drank too much."

A very determined tone.

Only when Yu Tingwan was half drunk would she ask him questions or make demands of him. When he sobered up, he would be even more silent than before.

She raised her face slightly and looked at him, "I'm not drunk."

"You said the same thing last time." Pei Zhi said calmly, "You didn't talk to me the whole day after that."

After he finished speaking, he looked down at his sleeve that was being pulled, and there was a smile in his eyes, "So curious? I didn't do anything. I just led my subordinates to deduce the situation of the battle."

Pei Zhi strictly prohibited his soldiers from having sex with prostitutes. Those subordinates chatted happily in their free time, especially at the celebration banquet. Xu Youzhen was always thinking about dragging him into trouble. Knowing that he was not a womanizer, she loudly advised: "Your Majesty, you will know after you try it."

Over and over again, Pei Zhi couldn't bear it anymore and asked the military attaches in the camp to go to the general's camp one by one and ask them where the victory was, and if you were the enemy general, how did you turn defeat into victory in the last confrontation? Those who couldn't answer the question. Fifteen army sticks.

The group of people were sweating after being questioned. Who knew how to overturn the strategy set by Pei Zhi? After that, there would be a celebration banquet, and no one would be like Xu Youzhen on the edge of the knife, wishing that he would leave quickly.

Yu Tingwan frowned slightly when he saw his vague words, "Just because of this?"

He hesitated for a moment and told her the whole story, but I don't know if she listened.

"No wonder Mrs. Fu hates Xu Youzhen so much." Yu Tingwan nodded in agreement, "He must have said the same to Fu Xun."

"You hate him too?" Pei Zhi looked into her eyes with a smile on his face.

She simply nodded, "Which woman likes someone like Xu Youzhen?"

She was disgusted by the thought of being a licentious woman and always trying to drag others along with her.

After thinking about it, I said it.

Pei Zhi was once again convinced that she was drunk. If it were normal, Yu Tingwan would have whispered to him: "How can I freely evaluate my ministers in front of you?"

He smiled and pinched her cheek and pointed at Qin, "I don't like him either, so if we don't mention this, what else do you want to hear?"

""Autumn Thoughts", "Narcissus Exercises", "Never Change Jade", "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix".

The man who had always been gentle and smiling finally froze for a moment, lowered his eyes and said, ""The Phoenix" is not good."

"What's wrong?" Yu Tingwan was a little confused. She was good at these things and just wanted to see his fingering.

"I don't know this song."

Because of drinking, she felt like her mind was covered with fog, and she didn't have the energy to think too much. She nodded and said, "What about the others?"

"It will be all right."

Pei Zhi covered the strings with his hands, and the woman beside him came closer, her eyes fixed on his fingers.

There was a tentative knock on the door, and it was Pei Jing who learned a lesson and asked cautiously: "Brother, can I come in?"

The sound of the piano is interrupted.

"Just say it outside." Pei Zhi said calmly, "How are the bandits on the loose?"

Pei Jing was stunned for a moment, then remembered the sound of the piano just now, thought about it and said, "It's all taken care of, very neat, no problem."

"I know."

After Marquis Boping left, the man who had looked cold just now turned his head and glanced at Yu Tingwan, and said warmly: "Let's continue."