Ji Fan nodded and said, "OK, you go ahead and I’ll go and have a look."
In the residential area west of the city, Ji Fan strolled in this small market.
"Wan Zhong, who lives in Xiliu, west of the city, went to the front line and asked," Did you see it clearly? "
Wan Zhong can read, and naturally knows that these two are "imperial teachers". His first reaction is "It can’t be true." The second reaction is "absolutely false."
Wan Zhong sneered: "It’s nothing more than a rich family background, built privately. Forget it. I won’t care about you because you are young and ignorant."
Heart under the big scary, it seems that this kid phonate aristocratic family, forget it, it’s better to do more than less.
姬凡也不跟他废话，和这样的人说话太累了。你说了怎么也不相信。和这种人说话特别的累人。
姬凡带着典韦转身刚要离开。
却在这时，身后的万忠突然颤抖着声音吼着：“等等。”
姬凡皱着眉头豁然冲了上去。
抓起万忠的衣领，二话不说。
“啪啪啪！”
一连三个响亮的耳光，将万忠打的差点晕厥过去。
姬凡满脸暴虐的吼着：“真他妈当老子好欺负，有什么事他妈的可以说了。”说完再次狠狠的对准他的肚子踢了一脚。
万忠痛苦的蜷缩成一块，听到姬凡的吼声，打了一个哆嗦，委屈的说：“我只是想再看一次那个帝师令。”
姬凡了、满脸冷笑这再次掏出帝师令在他面前晃悠了两下。
万忠这一次看的是反面，看到那个与龙腾九天的龙首的时候全身一个激灵，连忙下跪。
“姬将军饶命啊！姬将军饶命！”
姬凡鄙夷的看着神色惊慌的万忠，摇了摇头说：“你这样的人我不会用。”
万忠低着头，苦笑着。
姬凡带着典韦走了。
. . . . . .
贾诩坐在自己的书房里拿出一份荀彧抄写的文书，看了看。
“和你孙和无关？呵呵，来人，送一份给程普老将军，通知许褚，让他把程普将军放出来，然后带士卒前往无双营。”
贾诩拿着一份抄写的文书，对着身边十多个黑衣人说。
The leftmost man in black silently took the document, nodded and went out.
Jia Xu looked at the original and the remaining nine documents and said, "Save it." Put them by the table.
Started to Yangzhou incident, Jia Xu caressed his beard, started to write, and touched the ink.
Put pen to paper and wrote: "Put it to death and be born later." Blow-dry and fold these seven words and say to another man in black: "Send fifty bandit troops and one hundred film departments to Yangzhou. In addition, tell that JI Wang and Qiu Yan that their experience is acceptable and they will be transferred to Yucheng immediately. "
Having said that, Jia Xu rubbed his eyebrows and sighed: "Talent! Some intelligent people can see that Hebei is now militaristic and the rear is empty, waiting to see Hebei jokes. "
"The rest of the princes have not been in business for decades and have long been impregnable."
"All right, go."
Jia Xu with the wave.
Finally, Jia Xu was thinking about the plot of Hua Jia, Gaos thought and Tian Jia, thinking about laughing.
To the other eight men in black, he said, "All right, you start to divide two teams, closely monitor Cao Rui and Jilu, and the other tasks remain unchanged."
Eight men in black bowed and then flicker away.
Jia Xu sway leisurely had a stretch, stretched out his index finger and scratched his left jawbone, and left.
. . . . . .
Yangzhou Jianye.
Wang Qiang opened the door in a daze and shouted, "Who doesn’t let people sleep so early in the morning? . . Oh, my god! Oh, my God! God! "
Wang Qiang looked at the man outside with consternation, disbelief and surprise.
Chapter 12, Re-understanding
Ps: This is a bit nonsense. I still attach great importance to the roles applied by Wang Qiang and Jia Wen, two book clubs. , their background and personality are written out. The next step is. . . Wu Yeyun said it. . . Well, Jiang Ziyu and a surname Xiaoyun, these two book club roles.
There is no draft of the book called, and the main line is clearly to strive for hegemony in the mainland, but the detailed plot of each volume will be written at the end of the last volume.
In addition, there is a treasure map plot of a treasure, so I want to ask, do you want Ji Fan’s strength to be promoted too high at once? Because there are really few famous historical figures, the book lovers in the penguin group have strongly demanded many times, such as Guo Jia, Zhuge Liang, Da Qiao, Xiao Qiao and The Story Of Diu Sim. . . Ahem, that’s wrong. Well, of course it’s Xu Rong, Xu Shu, Baima Yicong, butch riding and so on.
Then please post a post in the book review area if you agree with the story of the treasure map. Or say it among penguins.
There should be no typos in this chapter, please feel free to read it.
. . . . . .
The person standing outside the door is just Fang Jin with a blank face.
Fang Jin, carrying a pike, scratched his head and asked innocently, "What’s the matter?"
Wang Qiang swallowed and asked, "Are you all right?"
Fang Jin asked innocently, "I’m fine. What’s the matter?"
Crash ~!
The bowl was broken all over the floor, and millet porridge was scattered all over the floor.