Drunk King and Minister

This is his third month in Wuxing.

Wu Xing was well guarded by Chen Qian, and Anchang was even more prosperous than Jiankang.His intuition at the beginning was indeed correct, Chen Qian, it was worth following.

Chen Qian wanted to appoint herself as the deputy general. "Zihua loves you so much. You can't be a barbarian." He chuckled and shook his head.

"Why not?" Chen Qian frowned, "Ah Man is worried about gossiping. There is no need..."

He interrupted Chen Qian: "It's not that I'm worried, but that I don't want to. Zihua should know, he will fight first."

At that time, Chen Qian hesitated for a while, and finally compromised.

Nomination, hand in sign, proof of household registration.Manzi didn't ask Chen Qian to help.

Barbarians never realize how capable they are.His physique is not as good as that of a human being, and his reading is only half a catty. He is worse than someone who has never studied, but he is far inferior to Chen Qian. As for strategy, Chen Qian often says that he is good at tricks, but he does not know that he actually admires Chen Qian's great talent and strategy. .

There are many hot-blooded men in the army, but there are also despicable and vulgar ones.The appearance of a man and a woman made him receive a lot of attention on the first day he entered the army. There were suspicions, exclamations, rejections, and so on. A few malicious eyes would fall on him from time to time.

He pretended not to know, but it didn't mean he didn't care.

With those gazes, he knew very well what was in them.Just like the gazes of Cao Qingping and Liu Haoyu, whom he had chosen to forget, were aggressive and obscene.

There is movement behind me.

Manzi continued to walk unhurriedly in the dark night as if he hadn't noticed.

What, finally couldn't bear it anymore?

"stop."

The barbarian stopped and turned around.

"Your Excellency is calling your subordinate?" Manzi nodded respectfully and looked at Wang Baihu who was not far away.

Holding the wine bottle in one hand, Wang Baihu looked at this man who was much more beautiful than the oiran of the brothel by the moonlight.

He had never seen a man with such a twat.

□□Looking closer to Manzi, he grabbed Manzi's face with his empty hands.

"Slap!" Manzi slapped Wang Baihu's hand mercilessly, exerting [-]% of his strength.Wang Baihu only felt a burning pain in the back of his hand.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly weak person dared to resist, Wang Baihu was stunned for a moment.

After reacting, he threw the wine bottle on the ground desperately, touched the burning back of his hand: "It's strong enough, I like it,"

Wang Baihu leaned over and was about to pounce on him. "Slap!" The voice was louder this time, but Manzi slapped Wang Baihu's thin face.

Someone who looks easy to bully is so difficult to deal with? !Wang Baihu became angry with embarrassment: "Do you know who I am?" "Who are you?" The general's nephew?"

Wang Baihu was stunned.

"Warning, don't get me wrong, otherwise, I won't know how to kill you." Manzi frowned in disgust, turned and left.

Wang Baihu suddenly felt chills in his heart.

When Wang Baihu came back to his senses, he looked up again, but Manzi was no longer there. "Fuck, if a soldier dares to be so arrogant, I will definitely catch you and have fun." Gritting his teeth, he completely forgot the sense of fear just now.

Back in the room, the other people who live with him have not yet returned, Manzi no longer tried his best to restrain his emotions.He gritted his teeth and shook his hands uncontrollably.

Cold, chills all over.The cold sweat from the back almost wet the underwear.

The gaze of this beast made him think of those things three years ago in a daze these days, those stains in his life that could never be erased.

The confrontation just now made him almost lose his mind.

How long have those things been, it seems not long, and it seems a long time.

Unexamined, not like a man, not like a normal person.

Manzi stabilized his trembling hands and looked at himself in the bronze mirror.Even if the figure inside is blurred, it can still be seen that it is very good.

If Manzi didn't know that he was a native countryman, he would have doubted his origin.

After all, with this appearance, it is hard to believe that his parents are just ordinary-looking or even vulgar mountain village civilians.

Is the appearance of the country and the city, in a man in troubled times, lucky or unlucky?

He also wanted to ruin this face when he was confused.

But in the end, did not do.

Your skin and hair is from your parents.

And, what's wrong with him?Why punish yourself for someone else's mistakes?

There was a sound outside the door, a familiar voice.Liang Jun and Xu San who lived together came back.Manzi poured a cup of tea and drank it down, suppressing all his emotions.

No matter what, Manzi looked at his slender hands with sharp joints. No matter what, Manzi Han would not let anyone slaughter him! !Won't! !Never will! ! !