Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

"Young disciple, why are you laughing? You haven't defeated me yet, so stop dreaming about me!"

Lu Qiling's tone was still cold and cold. After saying one sentence, her face turned red from her ears to her neck.

"It's interesting, little girl. If you like me, you can tell me directly. It's not good to dance with knives and guns."

Zhang Wu stepped forward and faced Lu Qiling with his bare hands. The girl held out her gun and wanted to stab her.

But the little showiness she had learned was no match for Zhang Wu, a veteran on the battlefield.

Zhang Wu stretched out his hand, gently grabbed the head of the gun, turned around, and took the girl into his arms: "Hey, hey, hey, if you are so arrogant, I will treat you as someone who likes me, and I will come with you after a while." Propose marriage."

"You, you are shameless!"

"Bah, you clearly covet my beauty. How come I am so shameless in the end?"

"Where does this man's beauty come from? Let me go!"

Lu Qiling was just cold on the outside and hot on the inside. Zhang Ning's indifferent temperament, which was about to become a fairy, was completely eaten by Zhang Wu.

How could it be possible for Lu Qiling to take advantage of her at this moment?

Zhang Wu didn't waste any time. After pecking the thin red lips, when he turned around, Lu Qiling had been sent to the center of the yard by Qiaojin. Zhang Wu, on the other hand, had already left General Pingdong's mansion laughing.

After leaving General Pingdong's mansion, Zhang Wu didn't go home.

I happened to pass by Cai Mansion, so I jumped over the wall and entered.

Cai Yong was a real stubborn old man, and Diao Chan was his adopted daughter. Even before they passed the door, he was determined not to go to Zhang Wu's house on the first day of the lunar new year.

With the lessons learned last year, he was stricter this time and even sent a few maids to watch the small courtyard where Diao Chan died.

Zhang Wu hadn't seen Diao Chan for a few days, and he missed her a little. Anyway, he was already familiar with climbing walls.

In the mansion, it looked like it was brightly lit and full of guests.

Even though Cai Yong was just a small scholar, he was a real scholar. On the first day of the first lunar month, the excitement in the house was no less than that of Cao Cao's Prime Minister's house.

There is nothing worse than it is.

After all, everyone on Cao Cao's side had dispersed, and everyone on the other side actually held lamps, and the main hall was full of young people.

The audience was full, but Zhang Wu only recognized Yang Biao, Yang Xiu, Kong Rong, and Huang Wan, and did not recognize the rest.

How many of them are real materials, and how many are just trying to get into the Hussars General's mansion through Cai Yong.

Zhang Wu didn't like people who cling to power. He almost never received guests in his house. Even those who gave gifts would only be sent away after the servants collected the things.

Those who can enter the Cavalry General's Mansion must either be related to him or have a life-long friendship with him.

After a lot of back and forth, interested people naturally targeted Zhang Wu, the father-in-law.

Zhang Wu didn't bother to pay attention. This kind of thing is about mutual consent. Since Cai Yong likes to treat guests, he naturally doesn't have much to say.

It was getting dark by now.

The hall was busy, so naturally no one noticed the figure in the corner in front.

Zhang Wu was about to go to the backyard when he saw a person in the hall standing directly on the table, drinking like crazy.

Not to mention the naked backless clothes on a cold day, he still muttered something: "Only the spiritual bird of the Western Regions, with its natural and wonderful appearance. The wonderful quality of the body's essence, combined with the brilliance of fire and virtue. Intelligent and able to distinguish one's nature." "Yan Xi, you are smart enough to recognize opportunities."

Zhang Wu was stunned. Anyone who could get into Cai Yong's banquet must be a famous scholar or Confucian scholar.

This guy was so unrestrained that he was not kicked out directly, but instead the people around him frequently raised their glasses?

Even Cai Yong, although his expression was not kind, did not say anything to stop him!

It was also the first time that Zhang Wu saw something that could defeat a stubborn old man like his father-in-law. Feeling novel, he hid in a corner and watched for a while.

During the dinner, Kong Rong stood up first, raised his glass and drank: "Okay, Zhengping is so talented."

After Kong Rong, a large number of people who licked smelly feet started to toast one after another.

Instead of being dismissive, the man became even more proud and said loudly: "The elder Kong Wenju, the younger Yang Dezu. The rest are mediocre and not worth mentioning."

Zhang Wu's heart was filled with joy, and he roughly guessed the identity of this person. He should be the madman Mi Heng, a master who defied the sky, the earth, and the air.

If he calls Yang Xiu his son in front of Yang Biao, then what has become of Yang Biao, a green-haired turtle?

And Kong Rong, no matter how you look at it, is more than two rounds bigger than Mi Heng. It's hard for him to even take advantage of the old man.

Before Zhang Wu finished his music, Mi Heng continued: "I heard that Cai Bojie's eldest daughter Zhao Ji is very talented, and his younger daughter Diao Chan is very beautiful. Why don't you call me to see her."

Yang Xiu, who was sitting aside, was so shocked that he dropped his drink to the ground without holding it steady. He stood up and yelled loudly: "Zhengping! You are drunk, don't talk nonsense!"

"Hahaha, why did Dezu change his color? That Chen Liuzhangwu is just an illiterate executioner. Others are afraid of him, but I am not afraid. I think this person will die under the knife and axe in the future. I hope Brother Bozhe will be his daughter soon." Intend."

Cai Yong's expression immediately changed. He didn't like Ni Heng's temperament. He wasn't happy when Kong Rong brought him to the table. At this moment, he directly insulted his son-in-law and daughter in his words. No matter how good-tempered he was, he couldn't bear it. He immediately said He slapped the table, called the servant, and wanted to drive him out of the house.

Mi Heng burst out laughing under the sticks of the servants: "Cai Yong, a man who deceives the world and steals fame, dares to call himself a great scholar, is this how you treat celebrities?"

As he walked to the door, a dark shadow grabbed his arm.

"Oh, an illiterate executioner? It's really hard for you to come to Xuchang to protest against those Huns!"

After seeing the person clearly.

There was a dead silence in Cai Mansion.

Zhang Wu had thought a long time ago that if he massacred foreigners, he would inevitably be called a 'butcher' or 'executioner' by some defenders.

But he never thought that these moral defenders were so crazy that they would come to the door of his house to insult his wives and concubines.

Just scold him for other things.

But on Wolf Juxu Mountain, the blood of the Flying Bear Warriors has not yet dried up!

If he was the executioner, what would become of the brothers who accompanied him through life and death?

Who is the most hateful person?

Even though they were clearly enjoying the peace that others had bought with their own blood, they would then shamelessly accuse those heroes of being butchers and executioners.

He, Zhang Wu, can do without the name of a hero, but what about the brothers behind him?

What about those Chinese martyrs who shed their lives and blood?

There was Sima first, and then there was Ni Heng. Zhang Wu couldn't help but be angry.

Mi Heng disagreed: "Oh? Who are you?"

Zhang Wu sneered twice: "You want to see my wife and concubines by name, but you don't know who I am. It's ridiculous."

"Hahahahaha, the person who gained the title after learning from the monkeys turned out to be the inhumane champion Hou Dangdang. Xiaosheng here has... ugh."

Before Mi Heng could finish speaking, Zhang Wu's knee had already hit his lower abdomen.

In an instant.

Mi Heng's body, weighing more than a hundred pounds, flew backwards like a rag bag and fell heavily to the ground.

Step, step, step! ~

The sound of heavy boots hitting the ground sounded. Zhang Wu raised one foot and stepped on Mi Heng's face: "Are you asking for a name?"

Mi Heng's mouth was full of blood, and his pronunciation became increasingly blurred as he stuttered. He could only roughly hear the curses of 'rude', 'barbaric', and 'unworthy of a man'.

"General, General, no! You, you, are equal to each other. You are a famous person in the world. I will kill you for unknown reasons."

Others could care less about Mi Heng's life or death, but Yang Xiu was his close friend after all, so he had no choice but to step forward to persuade him.