Zheng side followed Zheng Er, leaving only Liang Xiao and Zhongliqi sitting by the bonfire. Twenty archers stood more than ten steps away, staring around vigilantly, even though the camp was empty, there was not even a ghost.

"The master has trained these people well." Liang Xiao said while gnawing on the legs of the wild pheasant.

Zhong Liqi glared at Liang Xiao, meaning you still need to say this

"But to be honest, Uncle Zhongli, you have caused trouble for my master this time." Liang Xiao turned a blind eye to Zhongli's anger and said slowly: "If I guessed well, the master asked you to kill Lord Yan directly and then frame Hu Ji. In this way, even if the imperial court sends a re-send envoy, it will take one or two months to go back and forth. By then, you will have already returned to Minyue with the spoils, right?"

Zhong Liqi looked at Liang Xiao in surprise.

"Don't look at me like this. I can roughly guess what my master thinks."

"That's right, the general thinks so. If you didn't have the shouting that way, I would have twisted Yan Zhu's neck at that time, so how could it be like that now?" Zhong Liqi suddenly felt something was wrong, so he quickly closed his mouth and blocked the wine gourd from his mouth.

"Not so troublesome now, right?" Liang Xiao smirked. "It's not like killing, it's not like letting go. My master is really in a dilemma."

Zhongliqi didn't say anything, but his eyes were a little sad. Liang Xiao's words poked his heart. He had been regretting that if he had killed Yan Zhu directly and quietly withdrew from Wangjiangyi, how could there be any problems now.

Liang Xiao looked at Zhongliqi from the corner of his eyes. Seeing that Zhongliqi was confused, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He did not continue to stimulate Zhongliqi. Instead, he talked about other things. "Uncle Zhongli, how are you doing in Fujian Yue?"

"What a bird." Zhongliqi breathed a sigh of relief. "It's better to be in the stone."

"I think the prince is fat and has a big ear. He is very rich, so he shouldn't be bad. Then again, shouldn't he sleep on firewood and taste gall? Why is he so fat?"

Zhong Liqi rolled his eyes and didn't even have the interest to say that Liu Ju was.

Liang Xiao had nonsense with Zhongliqi. Although Zhongliqi didn't talk much, Liang Xiao still found out a lot of details. If he was with Huan Yuan, Liang Xiao would not dare to say so many things. His little thoughts could not be hidden from Huan Yuan. However, in the face of Zhongliqi, his eloquence was still sufficient.

Zhongliqi's tongue is obviously not as useful as his fists. Compared with fists, he is a scumbag. Compared with tongue, Zhongliqi is a scumbag.

It seems like a mess, Liang Xiao can always find out some useful things indirectly. Once Zhongli period has doubts, he will talk about the scenery of Chang'an. He and Tu Niuer and others have been making excuses for their happy life in Chang'an. When Zhongli period is so sensible, he will bring it back.

Until the angry Zheng Er was pulled back by Zheng.

After wandering on the island in the middle of the night, only one little beaver was shot. I don’t know what was unlucky. This beaver in the water hit Zheng Er and was shot into a big hole with an arrow. He died.

Liang Xiao patted his butt and stood up, lifted the beaver and glanced at it, and said exaggeratedly: "What a ferocious beast, I'm scared to death."

"Hmph, if it weren't for him" Zheng Er was so angry that his lips changed color, his eyes were full of tears, and he was about to cry again.

Liang Xiao shrugged and threw the beaver back to Zheng Er. "Forget it, you'd better shoot the wild pheasant to play. Such a good skin, shoot like this, tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk"

Looking at Liang Xiao, who was shaking his head and smacking his lips, Zheng Er couldn't help it anymore and cried. Liang Xiao put his hands behind his back, sighed, and returned to the tent. When he walked to the door of the tent, he turned around and shouted loudly: "Little Junior Sister, get me water, I'm going to wash my feet and rest."

"I'll give you water to wash your feet." Zheng Er jumped three feet high, his eyes widening.

"You dare to disrespect your elder brother." Liang Xiao's eyes widened even bigger than Zheng Er. "Don't think that I can't cure you without a bow. Senior brother is not just a casual call. Don't say you are a barbarian."

"Shut up all of them." Zhong Liqi was extremely depressed and roared angrily: "Do you want me to give you water to wash your feet?"

"Uh, forget it, I'm afraid I'll be struck by lightning." Liang Xiao honestly got back to the tent.

Amid the sound of silk and bamboo, a tall and white-skinned dancer was dancing gracefully, her thin waist twisting like water, like rippling in the hearts of the spectators. Her eyes were charming, as if they could attract people's souls, but they also kept people from thousands of miles away.

Yan Zhu looked at Yan Zhu with relish, pressed his hands on the table, and tapped his fingers with the beat. The dancer felt Yan Zhu's emotions and couldn't help but look at him a few more times.

Liu Ju saw it and his eyes turned. "The messenger came from Chang'an, have you heard any new fu? Can you recite an article for me?"

Yan Zhu bowed slightly. "I dare not obey my orders. I don't know who your highness wants to listen to, but he has a favorite fu family."

Liu Ju raised her thick and short eyebrows and became interested. "You are familiar with the fu of each school."

Yan Zhuxiao: "I dare not, I have heard of any fu guru who has a slightly famous fu guru in the world. Your Highness, have you ever heard of any fu guru in Minyue?"

Liu Ju was a little embarrassed. Minyue was a barbarian, and there were not many people who could read, so there was no Fuji. Even if someone could recite a few sentences, he would not even look down on him, let alone a talented man like Yan Zhu. Yan Zhu's words aroused his thoughts. Back then, there were thousands of visitors from the Wu Kingdom, and the famous Fuji family was a doctor in the Wu Kingdom. He once studied Guangling Chao and wrote Fu.

Now, only birds are singing in my ears. For a moment, Liu Ju was very sad.

Yan Zhu stood up, walked to the dancer, and smiled and said, "I heard from your accent, would it be exciting to be a native of Handan?"

The dancer nodded quickly. The dancer in Handan is famous all over the world, and has a school that specializes in singing and dancing, teaching dances from all over the world. This dancer was bought by Liu Ju for a large sum of money. He stayed in Minyue for several years. Minyue was the hometown of Chu State, so she was naturally familiar with the famous songs in Chu Song.

"I'll sing, you'll dance."

The dancer was overjoyed and bowed to accept the order. Being able to dance with the emperor's envoy was also a good opportunity for her to increase her value.

Yan Zhu turned around and bowed to Liu Ju: "He is not talented, I am willing to recite the new poem of Lin for Your Highness. This is the new work of Sima Xiangru, a Shu native who just became a doctor not long ago, and it is worth listening to it."

Liu Ju was very surprised. "Sima Xiangru went to Chang'an"

"Yes, when Your Majesty ascended the throne, he won a wide range of famous scholars in the world. Sima Xiangru was given the title of official position, so his holy relatives were so proud." Yan Zhu said calmly.

The music sounded together, and the dancer danced again, and Yan Zhu recited Shanglin Fu loudly. The sound of Chu was like a song, with a high tune, and the Shanglin Fu was wanton and vast. Under Yan Zhu's chanting, it was like a big bell, with a majestic momentum, which added a bit of heroism.

"So, after the autumn and winter, the emperor hunted. He rode the elephant, six jade rings, dragged the glowing flags, cloud flags, front and back road trips"

Liu Ju caresses her half-old belt hook, and thinks of her former wealth and luxury, and she can't help but burst into tears.

To be continued

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