No matter how much I listen, the readers made serious criticism of this storytelling, believing that Duan Mingyu had tampered with history, but this did not stop these blokes from listening to storytelling... Who is it?

At these boring flies, Storyteller could only cough and then continued, "...Taishi Ci returned to the horse and fought again, and it was fifty rounds again. Sun Ce shot and Ci flashed by, holding the gun; Ci also shot with one shot, Ce Yi flashed by, holding the gun. The two dragged it with just one force and rolled off the horse. The horses didn't know where they left. The two abandoned the gun, grabbed the fight, and pulled the battle robe to pieces. Ce's hand was quick, and pulled the short halberd on Taishi Ci's back, and Ci also pulled the halberd on Ce's head. Ce used the halberd to stab Ci, and Ci covered the trench. Suddenly, the shouts came up..."

Everyone applauded and applauded, but Duan Mingyu and others gradually disappeared into the crowd. When they returned to Lang General's Mansion, there were two more oil bottles behind them, which were Zhiyuan and Li Shigang.

Duan Mingyu, our family just politely invited the two of them to go through the mansion. As a result, they beat the snake and put on sticks, and announced that they had moved into the Lang General's Mansion. If they hadn't felt that Zhiyuan and Li Shigang were powerful and full of blood blue, Duan Mingyu would definitely fight to the death with these two guys, either you die or I live...

Duan Mingyu really wanted to sigh to the sky: "You are a banyan, I believe in your evil..."

As soon as I stepped into the mansion, I saw that the old Taoist Yuan Hongzhi who suddenly appeared for a few months was playing Go with a little Taoist priest.

Seeing Duan Mingyu come back, Yuan Hongzhi immediately smiled and said, "Young Master Duan is leisurely and enjoys the mountains and rivers. How happy. I will introduce you to me. This is your favorite disciple Yuan Chuang. I may not bother Mr. Duan in the future... Isn't you even meeting Mr. Duan quickly!" Yuan Hongzhi shouted and cursed.

Yuan Chuang was also wearing a purple-yang Taoist robe, very obedient, and bowed to Duan Mingyu timidly: "Wuliang Tianzun, Yuan Chuang, have met Mr. Duan!"

Duan Mingyu rolled his eyes helplessly and cursed in his heart: "I thank your whole family. I'm almost a shelter. There are two monks behind me who haven't had time to settle down. You still come!"

Duan Mingyu was about to have an attack, but saw the old monk Zhiyuan jump out from behind and said, "Yuan, Old Dao Yuan, why are you here?"

"Hey, why are you, the old bald donkey? Can you come? I can't come?" Yuan Hongzhi was not showing any weakness. He started to fight against Mai Mang with Zhiyuan.

"Old bull-nosed Taoist, you dare to scold me as a bald donkey. I will fight you today!" The old monk Zhiyuan shouted, rolled up his sleeves and said angrily.

"I'll go, when will I be afraid of you? Come on, let's talk about the battle for three hundred rounds!" Yuan Hongzhi also rushed forward.

Ahem, I didn't expect that the two of them would actually know each other. Duan Mingyu, the real owner, felt a little worried. Judging from this, the relationship between the old man was obviously not very friendly. Grandma is so bearish, I'm afraid it's lively here.

The two of them didn't say anything and competed directly. Li Shigang and Yuan Chuang were also enemies, and they looked very jealous.

A pair of old and a pair of small ones started fighting in this moment. The scene suddenly flew sand and stones, and the storm suddenly changed, and it was a mess, with a good sign that the roof was overturned.

Duan Mingyu and his friends were speechless in an instant.

What a great battle.

Only Yang Zhaoniang's face showed long-lost chicken freezing and passion, and she kept applauding.

"Zhao Niang, make another cup of tea and grab a handful of melon seeds. Let's watch it carefully!" Duan Mingyu watched for a long time, and finally got used to this unusual fight. Like Yang Zhaoniang, she sat aside with an unrelated mindset and admired it with interest.

"Old Master Niu Nose, I want to fight you for another 300 rounds... Don't pull me!" The old monk Zhiyuan shouted angrily and screamed, but that meaning was obviously a hint, implying that everyone would hold him.

Sure enough, Duan Mingyu and others immediately understood and quickly grabbed Zhiyuan: "Stop the anger, Master, please calm down. You should stop fighting. It is important to be harmonious. Let's fight after dinner..."

Zhiyuan: "…"

This sentence is so worthy of being beaten, and he actually wants to regard the ultimate duel between the two as entertainment after dinner.

Yuan Hongzhi and Zhiyuan both glared at Duan Mingyu, and Duan Mingyu immediately shut up. Why did I owe this mouth so much? I accidentally exposed the most real and most eager thoughts in my heart.

Duan Mingyu immediately explained: "You are wrong. My original intention is that two people can turn war into jade. If they are inevitable, the top scholar believes that they should be postponed as much as possible, and it is best to postpone it indefinitely. Both of them are pillars of the Tang Empire, pillars of the country and living fossils. If one person is lost, it will be a great loss to the country and the people..."

Duan Mingyu showed a serious expression and gaze, staring at the two old monsters who saw through Duan Mingyu's thoughts.

It was not until they saw that the two were at a loss and were at a loss that Duan Mingyu sighed. Duan Mingyu hung his face with a disappointment and incomprehensible expression, with a sad face: "Two, two, do you know what selfless dedication means? Do you know what to give up fame and fortune? It seems that you really don't understand. The noble character of the silkworm that dies when the silkworms die, and the candles die from tears to ashes." My sad and wise eyes crossed the walls of Chang'an, crossed the earth, and reached the vast Pacific Ocean...

"Ahem, Mr. Duan, I'm going to be wrong. I'm sorry, maybe I've misunderstood you." Zhiyuan said to Duan Mingyu tremblingly, but he still had no intention of repentance. But who am I? Ahem, what is this top scholar? He is invincible in the world, and he specializes in changing his ideas, changing goals and directions for others. Simply put, it's just two words "big fool".

After dinner, I was not satisfied with the monks and Taoists, and they almost fought.

In the end, Duan Mingyu had no choice but to let them have one table for each person, which was the solution to the dinner problem.

However, many things cannot be perfect. Even if Duan Mingyu divided the monk and Taoist priest into two tables, both sides stared at each other with big eyes and stared at each other angrily. From time to time, you could see a chicken leg and a chopstick flying through the sky, and the scene was in a mess.

Everyone ran away with their heads in their arms, indicating that they were no match for these four second-hand men.

All the mistakes are all the mistakes of different beliefs. What should people say?

The people who were injured by accident rushed to the courtyard, couldn't help but shake their heads and sigh, saying they were unlucky.
Chapter completed!