Drunk King and Minister

"Then, Mr. Liu is unwilling to give me this face." Cao Qingping sneered, unable to control the deep longing in his wolf-like eyes.

"How do you say this? Isn't Mr. Cao unwilling to give me face? Mr. Cao, don't forget that he is a member of my Liu family. Is Mr. Cao's slashing of love is what a gentleman does?" "Hope, Liu Don’t regret it one day, son!” Cao Qingping walked away in a huff.

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In the exquisite room, the incense on the incense burner is surrounded by traces of green smoke.

"Young Master, it's all the Manzi's fault that made the Young Master offend Young Master Cao." The Manzi looked guilty. "

"What does it mean to be offended?" Liu Haoyu's face darkened, "Do I have to be respectful to him!!"

"Master, the Manzi was wrong, please calm down, Master." Manzi lowered his head and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

Liu Haoyu quickly comforted: "I'm angry with Cao Qingping, what's wrong with you. Don't worry, with my young master here, I will never let him hurt you." As he spoke, he touched Manzi's body with his palm.

"Master..." Manzi flashed sideways, "Master, Sanyue, can't you wait for me? Can't you wait for me?"

Liu Haoyu coughed lightly, a little embarrassed: "Who made you so charming. Forget it, it doesn't matter if I wait for it in March."

"Manzi thanked the young master for his great kindness."

Thinking about things in the dark will always inexplicably give birth to a kind of despair and self-abandonment.

Manzi passed the white jade cup that he hadn't touched in the past ten years with his finger. The clothes made of good material on his body were close-fitting and comfortable, and there was a vague fragrance in the room.

Such a self will always make him a little contemptuous and disgusting.

He, Han Manzi, has always behaved rightly and never done anything wrong, so he considers himself worthy of the word "gentleman".But what about now?

The eyes that are as bright as stars are full of confusion.

What was the original purpose?To avenge Brother Cheng and protect himself.As weak as he is, he can only come up with this one solution.But is it right to do so?The ancients said: "It is better to be broken jade than to be whole." For him, at present, he is either to be a spoiled pet or to die.Even if it can be delayed beyond March, what about in the future?Does such a life really make sense?

Or dead, once and for all?

But why should I die?Am I doing something wrong?Am I guilty?Why should I die? !Why? !

How long can he last such a life of hypocrisy and obedience?Every time he faced Liu Haoyu and A Qiang's face, God knows how much patience he used to not show disgust.

The slender but slightly rough hands on the white jade cup held it tightly, tightly.

Manzi blamed God more than once, when he was a child suffering from hunger and cold, when his father was killed by the rebel army, and when Brother Cheng died tragically.At the same time, he also thanked God more than once, when Master Wang agreed to listen to him, when his father adopted him, and when he met Brother Cheng.His life is full of misfortunes, but he keeps meeting noble people in his life.It's amazing, right?

But this time, Manzi was full of gratitude.When he was lost and hopeless, the sudden reversal of the battle situation saved him.

Cao Qingping's eldest brother led the army to a disadvantage, and the whole army was wiped out. In a rage, Hou Jing ordered the entire family of Cao's family to be destroyed.Afterwards, Hou Jingyu drove himself to conquer, but fled in a big defeat, was killed by his subordinates, and died tragically outside.Jiankang is at stake.

The civilians cheered, officials at all levels of Hou Jing's court died and fled. "Quick, pack up the gold and silver, let's leave Jiankang quickly. Pack up quickly, and I'll pick you up later." Liu Haoyu's eyes were bloodshot, and he no longer had the look of the past.

"Okay." Manzi looked at Liu Haoyu who was leaving, and suddenly felt sorry for him.Forget it, let it be like this, a person who fell into the dust from the sky is probably more painful than letting him die.

So now, there is only one thing left for him.

"Second, Second Lord?!" Ah Qiang looked at the man who was slowly walking towards him, his mind went blank. "Don't be nervous, I know you have never dared to face me because you hit me with a stick. But, I am also grateful that you killed that Ah Cheng to vent my hatred." powerful.

"This glass of wine, I respect you, and let us drink away our grievances, how about it?"

That Ah Qiang was already stunned, took the wine in a daze and drank it down. He saw that the smile on the face of the person in front of him became more and more moving.His body was so weak that he couldn't stand still, and sat on the ground.Is it because of the wine, or because of the laugh?He will soon find out.

Manzi didn't stay any longer, turned around and left resolutely. After walking about a hundred meters, he heard the scream of suppressing great pain.For the dead brother Cheng, for the lives of the many people who died in A Qiang's hands, are his hands also covered with blood?But it's worth it!

The Liu residence is in chaos, everyone is in danger, no one, and no one will care about the barbarian who swaggered out from the main entrance.

Later people heard that the once domineering young master of the Liu family was crazy, but no one cared about why he was crazy.People would just spit indifferently: "It deserves it."

Later, Jiankang City, which had settled down, had an extra shoemaker.