Jade blood gun

Everyone only thought that it was Zheng Yi who brought Zhao Yun and Chen Kuanggui together, and they deliberately arranged this way, but Zheng Yi thought that it was because of Zhao Yun's temporary "additional seat" that his servants acted in this way.

Wang Wu made a sudden but sudden mistake, except for the woman who was following her and was walking towards Zhao Yun, so the woman who almost collided with her was taken aback, even Zheng Yi himself did not respond. This is not a small accident that goes beyond the distance.

Holding the spoon and the cup, Wang Wu's movements are smooth and flowing.Although she didn't raise her head and lowered her eyebrows, Zhao Yun could clearly see that the corners of her lips were pursed, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and even her fingertips trembled slightly.

He knew that something must have happened, and by taking over the wine cup, he cast a questioning look at Wang Wu.

Wang Wu twitched the corners of her mouth, her smile was a little stiff, and she shook her head almost invisibly.

There are red sleeves to add wine, there is a light moon to accompany the laughter, and amidst the greetings, the play of throwing pots is naturally indispensable when Confucian scholars and aristocratic families often have banquets.

However, in order to highlight the difference between the Zheng family in Gaomi, Zheng Yi set up quite different rules for throwing pots.

Using diabolo as a pot and iron arrows as arrows, the bamboo will not sink when placed on the water, and will float with the water, without any force.However, the iron arrow body without arrowheads is heavy and long, and the strength in the hand is slightly off. Even if it is thrown into the diabolo, not only will it fall out again, but it is very likely that it will also be thrown into the bamboo. arrows fell together.

It is not easy to hit an arrow, after the first arrow, the diabolo has a weight bias, and it is even more difficult to throw it in again.

If the arrow is not hit, you will be punished with wine, and if the bamboo body overturns, you will not only be fined with wine, but you must also refer to things to describe poems to help the wine.

Guo Jia took the iron arrow that was handed out, weighed it in his hand, turned it around, and hit the bronze wine bottle lightly. The sound of "Zheng" and the sound of gold and stone broke the distant movement: "What a good Zheng Yien, how can you be so arrogant?" Why did Zilong come here? It’s difficult to throw a pot like this, and it’s hard to walk through Yang in a hundred steps. At today’s banquet, except for Zilong, wouldn’t everyone be drunk and return home?”

After being named, Zhao Yun came to his senses and looked away from Wang Wu for a moment.Only then did he see the diabolo floating on the water, and the three iron arrows placed on the low table at some point.He had visited aristocratic families before, had banquets and heard music, but no matter what the other party thought, no one had ever dared to perform such a pot-throwing scene in front of him.No matter how difficult it is to set up a mere pitching pot, how can it compare with shooting and killing the enemy general among thousands of armies?If you talk about wine by throwing a pot, he might not drink a drop tonight.

"What's wrong with returning home drunk?" Zheng Yi also took an iron arrow and tapped lightly on the wine bottle. In the seemingly casual three or two strokes, such a single voice faintly echoed the sound of bells, drums, silk and bamboo behind him. , "Feng Xiao came from afar, and it is rare for you to get together on weekdays. It is a waste of my hard work to set up a banquet. Could it be that some of you don't want to drink?"

It's normal to be half-drunk at a banquet. When he said this, everyone quickly raised their cups, but Guo Jia clapped his hands and laughed, "Come on, you're always right. Jia punishes himself with a glass." Guo Jia drank the wine cup in one gulp, stood up slowly, struck with the iron arrow in his hand, but followed Zheng Yifang's response: "You can drink the wine, but just throw it into the pot like this. Jia would rather do it for everyone." Gong dance sword."

The Confucian scholar sitting under Guo Jia heard the words and couldn't help laughing: "Feng Xiao and Zilong are about the same age. Could it be that they are worried that they will not look good if they lose the pot?"

As soon as this remark came out, everyone laughed.

At this moment, Zhao Yun felt that Wang Wu's loose sleeves brushed against his knees, covering their hands.Under the sleeve, a slightly cool finger stroked three words lightly in his palm - "Sword and Ax Hand".

Wang Yu wrote simplified characters, but fortunately, the shape of these three characters is not much different from ancient to modern, Zhao Yun immediately reacted, and his face changed slightly.

Wang Wu's fingertips paused on his palm, and then drew a "five".

Although all the people at the banquet came with their trilogy, in order to show respect to the owner of this place, except for one or two personal guards, the large group of people stayed outside the front yard.

Zhao Yun raised his head and glanced in the direction of the curved corridor. Because the torches around them were too bright, the corridor under the night looked even more pitch-black.

On the contrary, Zhao Yun calmed down, pressed Wang Wu's cold hand with his backhand, and shook it firmly.

Zhao Yun's palm was warm and dry, and there were still thin calluses between the fingers of the palm and the sword.Wang Wu's heart relaxed, and she exhaled slowly, straightening her stiff back, the clothes behind her were already drenched in cold sweat.

She didn't want to risk breaking into the table like this.Since she doesn't want to marry into Cao's family now, she would rather hide as far away as Cao Cao's number one adviser.

Originally, Wang Wu just had a whim, and the banquets of the Qingzhou families naturally had to bring a lot of weapons.And although the Zheng family bears the name of being the number one in Confucian classics, since they will invite a banquet in Guo Jia's name this time, they will definitely not be that unborn immortal who has no involvement in the current situation of the world.How can they be unprepared when so many soldiers arrive at the door?

At that time, I'm afraid that all the armed forces of the Zheng family will be on display. They are called entertainers, but in fact they will monitor the movements of Duojia's trilogy from time to time, lest any secret agents take the opportunity to cause chaos.On the other hand, the aristocratic family has a good name, and they usually occupy one side, and they are all local snakes that even a strong dragon can't suppress.This time they gathered together, how could they not take the opportunity to show their prestige and compete with each other secretly?

Therefore, for this banquet, even though the number of pieces brought by the participating aristocratic families is not too many, the quality must be top-notch!

Both Zhao Yun and Chen Kuang went to the banquet, Wang Wu wanted to mix with Zhao Yun's personal soldiers, and see how the Qingzhou natives who had been entangled with Zhao Yun for more than two months were worth.

If Zhao Yun had known about this in advance, he would be tired and worried all the time.Don't mention other people at the banquet, just relying on Guo Jia, who has been passed down through the ages with his insights into people's hearts, it is very likely that he will not be able to escape his eyes.

She didn't expect that, in order to prevent conflicts between several thousands of families while waiting, the Zheng family simply set up a large courtyard and entertained them with wine and meat. Women are ready.

The aristocratic family keeps the trilogy, only to protect the family and protect the soil in the troubled times. Even if there are rules and regulations, it is far less strict than the military orders in the army.What's more, they all knew that their master was having fun in the house and would not come out for a while, and it was the Zheng family who came out to entertain them, so they gradually relaxed and devoted themselves to the joy.

In desperation, Wang Wu was afraid that hiding would attract attention, so she quietly avoided going out under the pretext of going to the toilet.But I don't want to, and I don't know if the Zheng family's wine is too generous, the people in the latrine are always in an endless stream, and some people even just settle in the open air beside them.Wang Wu watched from afar the tribal strong men standing side by side in twos and threes, standing in a row, and had no choice but to turn around and leave.

But she discovered the five hundred swordsmen.

Five hundred knives and axes are enough to kill everyone at the banquet in the blink of an eye.Even if Zhao Yun could escape by force, it would be difficult to protect Chen Kuangzhou.How can she just sit back and watch?

Wang Wu went back outside, first put on men's clothing and hugged a girl to a dark place.The people present were all hot-blooded and rough men, some of them would be overwhelmed on the spot when they hugged a woman, and of course there were also some of them who were unwilling to act like human beings, and took people to find a place where no one was around to have a good time.Therefore, no one noticed Wang Wu's actions.She led the man into her own team of horses and horses, knocked him out, tied him up, gagged him and stuffed him directly into the carriage that Chen Kuang was riding in.Changed the woman's clothes again, and pretended to be anxious again.

Maybe the Zheng family's songs all went to the front yard to look after the other family's songs. In the house, there were quite a few female singers who shuttled back and forth. Along the way, she only met one or two drunks, who were hurrying with their heads down. avoid.As soon as he entered the porch that separated the front and back yards, he was dragged in by a woman whose face was wrinkled enough to pinch the feet of a fly.Just arrived at Zhao Yun's banquet.

Wang Wu looked calm and gentle on the surface, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, but her heart kept beating.Not only worried about the five hundred knives and axes, but also worried about how to sit near Zhao Yun at the banquet and tell him the news.

She didn't know how much effort she had to use to straighten her back after several turns in the corridor, and her legs softened before walking halfway.She walked forward quickly, just thinking that Chen Kuang and Guo Jia represented the forces of Gongsun Zan and Cao Cao respectively, so naturally they would be seated higher than the others. If she moved closer to the front, she would be more likely to be closer to them. .

Now Zhao Yun is sitting beside her, the familiar aura is reassuring.Wang Wu breathed another sigh of relief, turned her wrist, and squeezed it back, only to realize that her hands and feet were sore.

On the other side, Zheng Yi was watching how Guo Jia responded to the unabashed contempt and provocation of others.Guo Jia, on the other hand, let out a long laugh, and the sword at his waist burst into a dazzling silver light, dancing like falling stars.

Nowadays, literati often wear swords, but their swords are mostly for appearance rather than practicality.But where the sword in Guo Jia's hand shines, not to mention Zhao Yun, even Wang Wu can see that his saber is definitely not a decoration.

How many people subconsciously have the impression of a powerless scholar who was a cold ghost just seen outside the city of Xindu, and an arrogant and arrogant celebrity outside the city of Ju County?

Wang Wu was no exception, looking at the figure dancing with the sword in the firelight, she almost forgot for a moment that the five hundred swordsmen were sharpening their swords in the dark.

Zhao Yun's eyes suddenly darkened.

Such a sword technique is enough to hold back his actions.

If it wasn't for Wang Wu's adventurous message, the five hundred knives and axes rushed out in an instant, and everyone would be in a panic.If he was held back by Guo Jia, even if it was only for a moment, Chen Kuang's life would be in danger!

What I don't know is whether Guo Jia knows about the existence of these five hundred knives and axes.

The sun has already set, and a crescent moon is like a hook, and the moonlight is like water, like a waterfall, pouring into the winding clear stream in front of everyone.Guo Jia's sword is like water, the edge of the sword is dotted, like a breeze wrapped in snow, reflecting the flickering fire, the loose robe flutters, facing the wind, elegant and unrestrained, like a fairy.

Wang Wu looked at it intently for a while, but couldn't help but have several doubts.

The city of Juxian embraces the beauty and swaggers, dances swords and performs art at the banquet, is this the ghostly talent Guo Jia?If the five hundred knives and axes belonged to the Zheng family, even if it was Guo Jia's intention, they must have reached some kind of agreement with the Zheng family before they could do this.After all, if Zhao Yun couldn't be trapped, even if Chen Kuang died, the feud between the Zheng family and Gongsun Zan would be settled.If Guo Jia hadn't given enough benefits and guarantees to fight against the soldiers of a state, and Zheng Yi was not a fool, how could he agree?Calculated in this way, even if Zhao Yun and Chen Kuang are eliminated, Guo Jia can only be regarded as in and out. Is this the ability of a ghost?

Wang Wu felt incredible, but at the same time felt that things would not be so simple.Even if there are deviations from the Romance and others, Guo Jia's title of ghost is recorded in the annals of history. How could such a counselor who was the first to think of Cao Cao after his defeat in Chibi be so easy to see through?

The more she thought about it, the more uneasy Wang Wu felt.It was like driving in a rainstorm, surrounded by double flashing lights of vehicles, unable to estimate the speed, and unable to see the steering. Vague.

Suddenly, an ethereal crisp sound came from the surface of the water.It was Zheng Yi who threw the iron arrow and it was going right into the diabolo.The diabolo was under force and turned around on the water surface, tilted slightly due to the weight of the long arrow, but it never overturned.

"Good!" Everyone cheered loudly, which shocked Wang Wu suddenly.She forgot that she had to lower her head to drink, and subconsciously looked around, only to find that everyone was drinking, talking and laughing as usual.There is no one like her, it seems that Guo Jia's sword dancing is a very common thing.It wasn't until Zhao Yun cleared his cough in a low voice, and pulled her sleeves several times calmly, that he gasped, came back to his senses, and found that Zhao Yun's wine cup was empty on the short table.

The author has something to say: Seeing that some children's shoes questioned Guo Jia's appearance again, I can only say, congratulations, you guessed it right!There is a problem!

Guo Jia is not a black-bellied man, he is a super strategist, he could even be the best strategist in the Three Kingdoms era, following Cao Cao to fight everywhere, how can he come to Qingzhou to negotiate!

Five hundred swordsmen?It's not that simple!

To paraphrase a sentence from a sister's long review yesterday-Guo Jia will play a big game in the next game!If this game wins, Cao Cao can almost immediately establish an absolute advantage and go south to Jiangdong!Of course, Ah Wu and Brother Zhao can also decide~

Okay, the spoiler is over~

Finally, let’s take a look at the Xiaozhuan writing of the three characters Dao Fu Shou~

All I can say is that luckily there were still Hanli at that time~