Chapter 493

"If it's robbers, how do you know when the envoys are going Fengzhi micro step forward, XiaHouYuan step back.

"If it's robbers, how dare you attack thousands with tens of people?" Feng Zhiwei goes one step further and Xiahou yuan retreats.

"If it was robbers, how could there be an ambush of government officials in the woods on both sides?" Feng Zhiwei was forced to face Xia Houyuan. Behind him was a horse. He had no choice but to retreat. He took a look at some yamen servants on the ground and said, "Wei Hou, this may be a misunderstanding..."

"If it is a misunderstanding, how can the Yamen of Jincheng government appear here at this time?" Feng Zhiwei said with a fierce smile, "don't tell me that they are on official business. If they are out of business and find that they are robbed here, why not come forward to stop them? Why don't you remind the robbers? Finding that Ben's team is marching here, why don't you come out to see him and hide in the woods

She made a series of lightning like reasons, which made Xia Houyuan's brain blank. The old man looked at the old man with white beard. The old man looked straight in his eyes, wiped with sweat, and trembled. She bowed and said in a low voice, "Marquis Wei, I am the Minister of Rites in Xiliang..."

"Don't give me the same name!" Feng Zhiwei resolutely waved his hand and interrupted his words, "this Marquis only shares the common name with friends, but I don't want to be a snake in the enemy country! Today, if Xiliang does not give a satisfactory explanation, Wei Zhi will not hesitate to turn west in front of the city gate of Kyoto! I'll wait here for a day. If I don't make it clear, I won't enter the gate of Jincheng for a day

She has a sonorous voice, but her voice is not high, but strong and awe inspiring. Everyone can hear her determination not to change. The people in Xiliang look at the simple young people in the smoke and dust, and they only feel that such a person really lives up to their reputation. Officials in Xiliang look at each other with a waterfall and sweat, thinking that they will lose another game and another game -

but in the distance.

A secret forest.

A group of figures in black, dressed in long cloaks, stood on their horses like a rock, and their eyes were heavy and solemn.

Among these iron guards, one looked up slightly, looking at that direction, looking at the bright young man in the middle of the crowd, looking at the rolling clouds, thunder and lightning relaxation technique, and his eyes were shining with unwilling and surprised light.

For a long time, he said in a low voice, "Wei Zhi!"

In the event of Longjiang post, a test and a sudden and repeated silent contest, Xiliang was defeated again. Fengzhiwei refused to give up. The gate of the city angrily refused to let in. Unexpectedly, he took the Tiansheng team and squatted in the Longjiang post. Two thousand people ate horses. Under such an embarrassing situation, he made a post minister do not know what to do. Fortunately, the Regent was aware of the current affairs and knew that the matter had come to an end, It would only make the court of Xiliang more embarrassed. This man was also able to bend and stretch the character of a hero. When he got the news, he immediately led all the officials to Longjiang post to meet the envoys in person.

When the Regent's guard of honor came all the way, Tiansheng knew it. Feng Zhiwei, regardless of the urging of the two vice envoys, leisurely taught young master Gu how to draw.

"What do you want to draw?" She spread out the paper roll, with a brush in her mouth, and asked her young master with great posture, "landscape palace? People, flowers and birds? Animal, animal, insect, fish? Meticulous? Freehand brushwork? Hook? Ink painting? "

Ning Cheng squats far away on a wall. With a peeping eye and posture, he rarely looks at Feng Zhiwei with a little worship. Oh, it looks very expert. If the painting is good, it should be valuable to steal it out and sell it?

"Walnuts." Mr. Gu replied calmly.

Feng Zhiwei said:

Ningcheng on the wall next door was almost planted upside down, and suddenly got angry - what's wrong with you painting a walnut? No matter how well you draw walnuts, they are also walnuts. How much money can you sell them if you steal them? Why can't you draw beautiful women? Otherwise, I'd rather have a collection value under the painting --

Feng Zhiwei and Gu Nanyi have always been exposed to the one that has been exposed, but they still refuse to appear openly and openly. Every day, fengzhiwei licks his brush and says, "good, walnut."

As she licked her tongue, her lips were stained with ink. Mr. Gu, who loves to be clean, immediately felt wrong when he saw it. However, he had to take immediate action to deal with anything that was not appropriate. So he seized Feng Zhiwei and said, "it's dirty."

Feng Zhiwei "ah?" "I'll lick it off," Gu said Then he raised the veil and came up.

His powerful thinking beyond the scope of normal people's understanding tests people's instant reaction ability. Feng Zhiwei didn't react again. His eyes were suddenly close to him again. He only felt that his red lips were bright, like pomegranate full and fresh, and his high nose jade like skin lines were beautiful. His jaw dazzled people's eyes, and then his lips were covered with soft, soft and micro Cool, also like a piece of nephrite, touched and felt ironed to the bottom of her heart, that lip seems to want to catch her tongue, Feng Zhiwei subconsciously immediately shut up, the lip then gently swam on her lips, fast and light, slightly licked in her lip corner.

It's like the spring rain is wet, the red is drenched, the spring breeze is passing by, and the sunset is in full bloom in front of the small building. The feeling of slight dampness rushes into my mind. Feng Zhiwei reacts in an instant, her face turns red. Ah, she looks backward. However, master Gu is still standing there, a finger is still on the edge of the veil. It seems that she can't respond to it. However, her cheek is slightly exposed on the edge of the veil It's also reddish.Young master Blush?

Feng Zhiwei half raised his face and leaned back. In a difficult posture, young master Gu leaned forward, half lifted his veil, and in a gesture of impending collapse.

No one saw the look behind his veil, a little Confused.

At that moment, he was just intuitively cleaning the ink. However, when his lips and teeth met and the fragrant and cool fragrance came through his bones, even if it was only for a short time, his calm mind suddenly surged like the last time, more and more fierce than the last time, so fierce that he seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heart pounding in his chest, seemingly uncontrollable Out of the chest.

This is a feeling that he has almost never met, but he is not as frightened as before that he thinks it is a serious illness or internal breathing deviation. He vaguely feels that this is probably the feeling of the last time he touched her, but it is more exciting, deeper and more difficult to control. If it was a river splashing waves before, now it is a sea with huge waves, and the impact is the same embankment.

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