PlayerUnknown's Battlegrounds: Heroes of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 74
Joe House.

The afterglow of the setting sun shines into a pink boudoir.

"He kisses me here and touches me there!"

Xiao Qiao still couldn't let go of this matter, but she also knew that she was saving herself, so she immediately covered her face with a handkerchief.

"He did it to save you. It's amazing. It turns out that there is a theory of suspended animation, which can save people by helping them breathe. Chest compressions stimulate the heart..." Da Qiao educated.

"However, although I am very grateful for his life-saving grace. But if this is the case, how can I marry in the future?" Xiao Qiao blushed.

"Why don't you marry him? Tang Bohu is both civil and military, and he is also the closed disciple of Mr. Zheng. No matter in terms of talent, learning or family background, he is right with my sister."

Da Qiao taught proudly.

"Then sister, why don't you marry him?"

Xiao Qiao pouted and squinted unwillingly.

"Hehe, he didn't touch me here or there."

Da Qiao said lightly.

"hateful!"

Xiao Qiao rushed over, touched here and there, and said coquettishly: "I touched it for him, you go and marry him!"

"Little Hoof is still rebelling? My sister hit you!"

Big Joe immediately put Little Qiao under him.

Ever since, there was a "struggle" in the dark.

"Eldest Miss and Second Miss!"

At this time, Xiaolu, the personal servant girl, came in.

"whats the matter?"

The close maid, Xiaolu, was her own, so there was nothing embarrassing about it, so Da Qiao asked while lying on the bed.

"Eldest Miss, the person who touched Second Miss is here!"

"what!"

Little Joe got out from under the quilt.

I go!The second lady is here.Xiaolu was embarrassed.

…………

Joe House Hall.

At this moment, famous people from all over the south of the Yangtze River gather here, and there is a lot of voices, talking and talking, talking and laughing.

Yuan Tan followed his teacher Zheng Xuan to Qiao's mansion. Since he was a closed disciple, he had a very special status, and he sat on the seat behind his teacher with his elder brother.

And some well-known disciples such as Shi Guangyuan can only sit in the remote area of ​​the younger generation.

Yuan Tan basically had no right to speak, and could only listen to Zheng Xuan and the others greeting each other.

He could hear some great people, such powerful characters as Mr. Pang De and Sima Hui.

Pang Degong is a generation of great Confucianism, Pang Tong's uncle.He once gave Zhuge Liang the title of Wolong, Pang Tong the title of Fengchu, and Sima Huishuijing the title.

And Sima Hui is also a celebrity of a generation, and it was Sima Hui who proposed it in his Shuijing Academy.And Shuijing College was a famous school in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, and its status was no less than the top ten famous schools in later generations.

Company Pound, Sima Hui and Zheng Xuan are the three judges of this Qunfang Conference.Under their guidance, a new Qunfang spectrum will be released and spread to the world.

The Zhang family, the Gu family, the Lu family, and the Zhu family from the south of the Yangtze River also arrived. These are the four major families in the south of the Yangtze River.There have been famous ministers and generals such as Zhang Zhao, Gu Yong, Lu Ji, and Zhu Heng.Basically, Sun Ce and Zhou Yu over there rely on these four big families to achieve the great cause of the Wu Kingdom.

The Jiangnan princes sat in the front row. Sun Ce, Yan Baihu, Wang Lang, and Liu Biao from Jingzhou did not come, so Cai Mao, the most important minister under his command, was sent.

It is said that Cai Mao's younger sister, Cai Yuan, participated in this session of the Qunfang Conference, and Cai Mao came to cheer.

"Which one is Tang Yin and Tang Bohu?"

Qiao Lao, the father of Xiao Qiao, always wanted to ask this matter, but there were too many guests, so he finally seized the gap to ask, and looked at Zheng Xuan's disciple seat while talking.

"Bohu."

Zheng Xuan called lightly, but couldn't hide the arrogance in his eyes.Ever since he accepted Yuan Tan as the closed disciple, Zheng Xuan felt more and more that this time it was really a good time to close the door, which honored the lintel.

You must know that those who can announce the collection of mountains and gold basins to wash their hands are all big shots.But big people like to pretend to be aggressive, and when they close the door, they have to accept a closed disciple.But good closed door disciples don't mean that there are always ones, so the big shots usually only close their doors after selecting good disciples.

But just because there are not many good closed disciples, the big shots are dying of old age, and in most cases, they have to reluctantly accept a supplement.

Zheng Xuan was as excited as winning a lottery when he received a closed disciple like Yuan Tan, and he would laugh at night in his dreams.

"I'm Tang Bohu, I've met Mr. Qiao, all my lords..."

Yuan Tan was a little nervous. After all, he was a relative's daughter and touched him. Could it be that he wanted to take revenge on Lao Tzu?He managed to calm himself down and stood up in a gentle manner.

"What a talent."

Qiao Lao looked up and down, and couldn't help but praise.

Yuan Tan breathed a sigh of relief, seeing that the old man's appearance was not ironic.

In fact, except for Zhou Yu who was seated not far away, the others didn't think too much about that matter.After all, Yuan Tan's purpose was to save people, but everyone was shocked by his magical technique of bringing the dead back to life.

Under the eager and curious gazes of the crowd, Yuan Tan had no choice but to explain the magical art again.

Cardiopulmonary resuscitation is well-known in later generations, but at this moment, it stunned the likes of Zheng Xuan. Yuan Tan can only express that you are too limited.

Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao came to peek at the entrance of the back hall at this moment. After hearing this, Xiao Qiao blushed immediately.

"I don't know how talented Mr. Zheng is, a closed disciple?"

Sima Hui is a person who specializes in learning, so he asked now.

Everyone looked sideways, Zheng Xuan is the only outstanding Confucianist left in the world, and the ability of his closed disciples has attracted much attention.

"I have a poem by Bohu here, would you like to comment on it?"

Zheng Xuan stroked his beard and said with a smile.

"Appreciate further details."

Under the expectant eyes of everyone, Zheng Xuan said: "Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and a hundred days of darkness, the north wind blows geese and snow. Don't worry about the road ahead without a confidant. No one in the world knows you!"

Mr. Pang Deben was drinking tea. After hearing this poem, he was stunned for a long time before he put down his teacup and sighed, "It's really a good poem." After finishing speaking, he couldn't help looking at Yuan Tan with respect, "This son is extraordinary, and in time he will be able to succeed Zheng Yuan. The old mantle."

Being able to take over Hongru's mantle is a very high evaluation.

But everyone didn't think it was wrong, they were already immersed in the extremely high artistic conception of this poem.

Zheng Xuan looked proud.

For many years, people in the world always like to compare him with his disciples, and there is often no situation where he is superior to the blue, which makes it difficult for him to be high-spirited.At this moment, I can finally enjoy my old age in peace, and calmly go to see the sages of the past, right?

"Who in the world doesn't know you?"

Xiao Qiao, who was hiding, overheard this sentence, and suddenly looked at Yuan Tan differently.

Da Qiao's expression also became complicated. What kind of man is he who can write such a good poem with artistic conception.

Ding!Congratulations to the host for successfully pretending on the side, and the pretense value will be increased by 6.

Yuan Tan greeted everyone's admiring gazes, and apologized to everyone in his heart. When it comes to writing poems, Lao Tzu is definitely the king.

The discussion in the corner of the hall was even louder.

Those present here are all younger students from various families, and they all follow their elders to increase their knowledge.

Two of the teenagers were very conspicuous, mainly because one looked ugly in black, while the other was just the opposite, handsome in white and holding a delicate feather fan in his hand.

Hearing this poem, the boy in black looked admiringly, "No one in the world knows you, I really want to get acquainted with this person."

Although the boy in black is ugly, he is very popular.

The young man in white looked disdainful when he heard it, lightly shook his feather fan and said indifferently: "The world is in turmoil... What's the use of writing poetry? If you don't have strategy, then you're useless and you're a scholar."

(End of this chapter)