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Chapter 135 Prepare to cheat people

"Ahem..." Duan Mingyu's face suddenly turned blue and red, and he naturally took the role. You are the one who is the first to be a banban. Are you scolding me in a corner or something!

Duan Mingyu laughed dryly and raised her head and said, "Haha, today, this is really good... Wang Aiqing, do you think so?"

Wang Aiqing looked at the cloudy sky, twitched her cheeks hard, bowed her head, rolled her eyes, and made a series of actions. "Oh, this weather is quite good!"

Luo Hou was speechless and stepped on Wang Aiqing's boots hard, saying meaningfully: "Wang Aiqing, you have to touch your conscience and speak!"

Duan Mingyu's tiger eyes glared, and his tiger body shook wildly. What does it mean? Lao Luo, what do you mean? Is it true that the top scholar's stage was removed in public? At this moment, Duan Mingyu felt that his own domineering aura began to leak: "Luo Hou, do you think the weather is not good?" Duan Ming's jade teeth tightly clenched, threatening, and threatening without any concealment.

Luo Hou just glanced at Duan Mingyu indifferently, and his expression was very **, very powerful: "Young Master, you are thinking too much..."

Duan Mingyu: “…”

"Go to the school martial arts court in front to check it out. It's not a big deal to squeeze in this horse wing!" Duan Mingyu said that she was no match and retreated immediately!

After the rectification, the Yingtian Army had made great progress and basically could be kept quiet. Duan Mingyu looked at the Yingtian Army's troops standing straight in a standard military posture, and his face was very relieved. He remembered that when he first came, he stood in a mess. Duan Mingyu's throat was sore. Finally, he made up his mind and caught some thorns and hit tens of thousands of big boards, which established his military power.

The cool breeze is blowing, and it is the rhythm of rain! Even so, these Yingtian soldiers were still motionless, like statues. Yingtian Army took the general flag as a unit, and each general flag was a square team. The general flag officer stood in front of the square team, and the general flag officer also stood straight, more majestic and domineering. The inspections of the ten commanders coming back and forth looked very solemn.

Duan Mingyu coughed and said, "Sit down on the spot!"

The sound of the sound of the whole thing was that everyone sat cross-legged. Duan Mingyu opened his voice and said loudly: "After this period, everyone has done a good job. You let Duan know that Yingtian Army is not a waste, but can still be used. Your chief flag officers and commanders are all officers of my cavalry. From today on, they will return to the cavalry army to serve. They are cavalry, not infantry, and all the positions will be selected from you. Everyone has a chance, as long as you dare to recommend yourself.

As long as you are not a soft guy whose body is hollowed out by wine and sex, you can try it. You must know that even so, Yingtian Army still lacks something? This general tells you that you lack a general, a commander who can stand alone. This position has always been a vacant, and it is also a piece of my heart. Yingtian Army lacks military spirit, leader, and role models. The Cavalry Army and Yingtian Army are both right-hand men and right-hand men, but I don’t want one of them to have a prosthetic limb!"

The audience couldn't help but burst into laughter. Duan Mingyu said seriously: "I have also heard that your general of Fangwen is a talent. To put it bluntly, I want to use him, are you willing?"

"General Fang is the commander of the commander, so we are naturally convinced!"

"Yes, General Fang is young and promising. With time, we will also have the confidence to challenge the Cavalry Army!"

"Be your mother's dream of spring and autumn, I can compare with you, the new recruits!" The Cavalrymen were dissatisfied. Since ancient times, there has been no first in literature and no second in martial arts. At this moment, I am afraid that I must fight and be bleeding.

Duan Mingyu smiled hurriedly and said, "It's all gone, it's going to rain. Go back and collect your clothes!"

A fierce fight that was about to break out was turned into invisible by Duan Mingyu. A few drops of raindrops slowly dripped from the sky. Wang Aiqing looked at the soldiers who dispersed in desolation and ran back to the camp to collect clothes. His admiration for Duan Mingyu reached a new level. Wang Aiqing's eyes were filled with tears. After a long time, he finally said: "Young master, if you don't go back to collect clothes, we will all run naked in the next few days!"

Duan Mingyu: “…”

"Young Master, everything is ready!" Wang Aiqing said respectfully, leading several personal guards.

"Well, although this is a bit despicable, I am eager to seek talent and I don't care about so much!" Duan Mingyu pressed a long sword in his hand and said unhappily. It is Duan Mingyu's specialty and good skills, but it is the first time he cheated a honest person like Fang Wenzhi. I couldn't help feeling depressed.

It is said that Fang Wenzhong prefers to steal calligraphy and paintings, gold, silver and treasures, etc., but he just does it casually. Even if he has 100 taels of silver to steal, he will only take one tael at most. But calligraphy and paintings are different. Whether it is genuine or fake, he will accept everything as a single item.

It can be seen that this person's love for literature and art is even more important than gold, silver and treasures. So Duan Mingyu colluded with a local rich man named Zhou Xing, who used the hand of Zhou Qianzhu to acquire a large number of calligraphy and paintings in Songzhou City. Duan Mingyu was waiting for Fang Wenzhong to take the bait to steal. The first time they met between the two, this was actually the case. Duan Mingyu could not have imagined that Fang Wenzhong would be even more beaten to death.

On this day, Fang Wenzhong finally packed his luggage. He was in his twenties and was in his prime. Fang Wenzhong could only do such things at this stage. Since this age group had the courage to steal, why not steal more calligraphy and paintings when he was young? This kind of thing, when he got old, he would be embarrassed to do it. Therefore, stealing a pair of calligraphy and paintings every day is one of the necessary homework for Fang Wenzhong. Even if it rains today, it is necessary. From this, it can be seen that this guy has no choice but to say about his love for calligraphy and painting...

With the faint candlelight, Fang Wenzhong put on his night clothes. The former Confucian general was also a famous handsome guy in Songzhou. He had a long and slender figure as straight as a benchmark, a healthy wheat-colored skin, a knife-cut eyebrows, a high nose bridge, a thin but tight pursed lips, and a pair of dark eyes flashed by dark green. He had a cold and thin atmosphere hidden in the city.

Fang Wenzhong wore a mask, had a long rope hanging around his waist, and had seven or eight pieces of oil paper in his arms. Today, the weather was not beautiful, but it started raining. The oil paper could wrap the calligraphy and paintings. If the calligraphy and paintings were wet and invalidated, wow, it would be a big problem.
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