I flew Lu Bu away.
Until there were people around him, Huang Xuan was still immersed in the wonderful past tense. Just now, he threw "Lu Bu among men" like a javelin, as easily as breathing. "Could this be my strength?" Huang Xuan looked at the hands that had just shown their power, and he was so excited that he couldn't control himself.
Lorraine said truthfully and inappropriately: "I just consumed 860,000 yuan worth of energy."
"I know." Huang Xuan glared at the sky, as if Lorraine was really there.
"Huang Zhuangshi." Wang Yun suddenly remembered Huang Xuan's name. He bowed gently and said with a smile: "He is really born with supernatural power."
"The one who flew away from Lu Bu is naturally a god." Huang Xuan cursed secretly, and casually cupped his hands and said, "This is Mr. Wang, what do you have to say?"
At this time, Lu Bu was extremely ashamed and angry, threw away his sleeves and left, leaving Wang Yun's family behind to surround Huang Xuan. But he said that this was also an interesting era. If it were Huang Xuan's era, Tyson would bite someone's ears if he was disgraced, but Mr. Lu Fengxian just snorted, turned around and left the Wang residence, without even leaving. What kind of pretext does "the green hills never change"
Huang Xuan's casualness was in sharp contrast to Wang Yun, who had an angry look on his face. In their view, Wang Yun, a scholar from a noble family, bowed to a martial artist, which was a huge honor. How dare this person not do so? Reciprocating courtesy shows his arrogance. Wang Yun was not annoyed, as if his expression just now was just due to the weather. He gave a false smile and said in Mandarin, Lorraine translated: "I don't want to accept the advice, but I just can't bear to see the strong men encounter misfortune."
If someone else was talking big words here, Huang Xuan would naturally ignore him, but now he cooperated with interest: "What?"
Wang Yun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Strong man, do you know who that person was just now?"
"oh?"
"Lü Bu, Lu Fengxian. He is Dong Zhuo's adopted son. If Huang Zhuangshi leaves my house at this moment, something unexpected will happen to him."
Huang Xuan suppressed his laughter and said, "What should we do?"
Wang Yun waved his hand, and the generals naturally retreated. He took two steps forward and said, "If Huang Zhuang believes in me, please stay here for a few days. I will protect you."
"Okay." Huang Xuan smiled and said, "Where should I live?" Of course he wanted to live in the back house.
Being impressed so easily was probably beyond Wang Yun's expectation. He forced a smile and said, "Do strong men have names?"
"Well, it's just disaster relief."
Wang Yun was stunned by this magical expression. He called the housekeeper and said, "You will take care of the disaster relief. Do you understand?"
The latter nodded repeatedly, lowered his body and said, "Master Huang, come with me."
Huang Xuan looked around and saw that all the generals holding guns and sticks were standing in the courtyard with low eyebrows and submissive looks. The butler's posture was low, making it easier for people to step on them. But he ignored it and took a few steps behind Wang Yun. He looked into the main hall. Several singers were still kneeling in the room. They all had delicate looks and handsome features. In future generations, they would be enough to participate in many talent shows. , but Huang Xuan didn't want to believe that Diao Chan was among them. It can be seen from this that even if you are just a young man, the first thing you pay attention to when facing a beautiful woman is her appearance.
Heaving a sigh of relief, Huang Xuan felt relieved. The legendary sister Diao Chan should still meet Lu Bu. It was probably just an ordinary banquet and not the beginning of some damn "serial plan".
Several generals showed angry faces again, but Wang Yun waved his hands with a smile, stood behind Huang Xuan and said: "If you like it, I will send these four sons to the disaster relief. I still have official documents to correct, so I resigned first." "
Huang Xuan was also stunned for a moment. The butler gave a few instructions to the others expressionlessly, then stretched out his hand again and said: "Master Huang, please."
Having deceived four beautiful girls so easily, Huang Xuan felt a little uneasy with pride. When he saw someone going to inform the four singers, Huang Xuan's heart trembled and he quickly followed the housekeeper.
The butler lowered his head and smiled, and said: "Huang Zhuangshi, my master gave me the name Wang Zhong. If you have anything to do on weekdays, just come to me."
Huang Xuan was thinking about things in his mind, but Butler Wang didn't bother him. He sent him to a small courtyard and warned the four beauties before retreating.
In a moment, silk clothes and several gold ingots were delivered. Huang Xuan watched the servants of the Wang family shuttle back and forth to deliver various items. He chuckled twice and said: "Lorlin, it looks like it's still here." Force is the most useful. After Lu Bu was defeated, people supported me. This plate of gold ingots is probably worth several tons of wheat."
Before Lorraine could answer, a singer floated up to Huang Xuan, knelt on the ground, with her upper body upright, her hands hanging down, her head slightly lowered, and said: "The water has been boiled. Please take a bath and change clothes."
"No hurry, no hurry." Huang Xuan took two steps back embarrassedly and looked at the girl in front of him again. She looked about eighteen or nineteen years old, with skin as white as snow, clear and green eyebrows, and hands as white and tender as spring catkins. On her lap, she was indescribably charming and weak. He threw the play with Play back on the desk and smiled, and said, "You go back, you don't need to come here."
"Yes." Na Meiji responded softly, stepped back and closed the door.
Huang Xuan sighed with disappointment and relief, and sat on the bed. There was no Hu stool in the Han Dynasty. If two people met, they both had to sit down, which is what modern people call an elegant seat. The knees should be close together and the buttocks should be seated. Place your heels on the ground, put your hands on your knees, and look straight ahead. It is conceivable that this kind of sitting method cannot provide rest. If you sit for a long time, you will feel soreness in your legs. In formal occasions, the only way to relieve it is to gently raise and lower your knees. Therefore, when at home or gathering with friends, everyone is often separated from each other. However, even in this most unrestrained sitting method, Huang Xuan does not feel comfortable at all.
It was already past dinner time. Wu Xi and his servants brought Huang Xuan some pasta and then left. Huang Xuan lay on the bed and watched the energy screen for a while. Seeing the dusk getting darker, he neatly put on his shoes and got out of bed. He is now changing after all clothes, and it is still a little uncomfortable, but it is not worth mentioning compared to the temptation of the four beautiful women. (To be continued)