The Second Male is Dedicated To His Career

"Your Majesty, there is no trace, no sight, no saint, his heart can be punished!"

The ministers were a little stunned when they saw the head of the Xiongnu general, but they all responded quickly.

There is no trace of this... it can't be left behind!

He dares to do this now, and he is unwilling to make friends with anyone. No one knows what Yuan Wuji wants to do, but there is no doubt... For any party, Yuan Wuji is a scourge.

One of the ministers started, and the other officials knelt down and asked for orders, and they all demanded that Yuan Wuji be severely punished.

The envoys of these countries, such as Goryeo, Southern Xinjiang, and Japan, were even more stunned.

When they just saw the head of the Xiongnu leader, the envoys from several countries couldn't help touching their necks, but they all felt a chill in their necks.

Is this the God of War in Daxia?

It's so cruel!

However, he was afraid of returning, and Mu Qiang's psychology also made the people of these countries full of expectations for this General of the God of War. What kind of person is this?

He must be very burly, over nine feet tall, his arms are thicker than their thighs, his face is covered with thick beards, dark and hard, and his hair is even more distinct than ordinary people, as if a single hair can be poked. die alone...

The messengers of various countries have opened their own brain holes. Everyone has a different image of Yuan Wuxi in their minds, but they are undoubtedly fierce and burly. Some people even think that Yuan Wuwei has a fierce face and fangs and likes to drink. Blood.

It's just... one is more outrageous than the other.

But no matter how big the brains of these foreign envoys are, they can't think of the arrogance of these officials in Daxia...

Such a **** of war, what are these officials talking about? Convict?

If such a big **** of war is placed in their country, they will all be sacrificed, okay?

The envoys of various countries still maintained polite smiles on their faces, but they despised these officials in Daxia.

If Daxia's officials have such brains... then, their country may not be able to... also bully Daxia.

The hearts of the envoys of various countries began to stir, and they really wanted to tell the monarch of their country what they saw in Daxia now, and then put forward their valuable opinions.

Princess Huimin just sat and watched, looking at these important officials in the court, she just thought it was ridiculous...

When her husband was fighting on the front line, these officials were eating, drinking, and having fun, seizing food and grass with the emperor. Now that the battle is won, they say...kill the hero. It's really funny!

This is what the father said... hand over the throne to those who are capable.

Ah! A capable person... Xuanyuan Hao?

Even though Princess Huimin herself was one of those who took advantage of Yuan Wuji, she couldn't stand these people slandering her hero.

"My lords are really good! Isn't it the best birthday gift for His Majesty when the former general presents the heads of the enemy generals? Haven't you given enough gold, silver and jewelry? My husband has given away thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, everyone. How does your lord compare to my husband?"

Not only unworthy to be compared, these people are not even worthy to carry shoes for Yuan Wuji.

"If you really want to send His Majesty's birthday present, you shouldn't disobey His Majesty's edict!"

"The Huns have already asked for peace, and Yuan Wuji still has to fight and kill, this is natural killing!"

"My Daxia has always treated people with courtesy and convinced people with virtue. Yuan Wuji directly cut off people's heads. Which country would dare to surrender my Daxia in the future?"

"..."

These officials lost their faces one by one, and just wanted to accuse Yuan Wuji of the crime.

"Master Qian, you are old and your brain is not clear. It was my husband who first killed these three generals and defeated the Xiongnu soldiers before they surrendered. You go to court and virtue to make them surrender. Look at the palace!"

"Women's words!"

"Her Royal Highness, the princess, should not be involved in politics. It is better to persuade General Yuan at home. Loyalty to the monarch and patriotism is the duty of a courtier. If General Yuan can't even learn this, then don't go out to fight."

Talk to a woman again!

Princess Huimin can't wait to kill these old men, one by one, she knows that women can't do this or that, but they are not even as good as women!

A coward who is greedy for life and fear of death!

Princess Huimin sneered: "Persuade him? What do you think I persuade my husband? Persuade him to be as greedy for life and fear of death as you do, and to give away the land of Daxia? Or persuade him to be content with pleasure, just like you guys who only know how to cede the land. Beg for peace?"

"Enough! Shut up for me!"

Xuanyuan Hao, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke up. He was so angry that he knocked over a brocade box, and Gao Zhi's head rolled out. "Gululu" rolled all the way to the feet of Princess Huimin and an old courtier.

The old courtier screamed and ducked, but Princess Huimin squatted down and held up the head.

"Brother Emperor, this is a birthday gift from Wuji to you. Wouldn't you have failed him if you overturned it like this?"

Princess Huimin held the human head and handed it to Xuanyuan Hao.

Xuanyuan Hao: "..."

Sure enough, this woman was afraid that one day he would have a comfortable life.

Xuanyuan Hao glared at Princess Huimin viciously, and then looked at the ministers: "You Aiqing said that the original Aiqing was guilty, then who is willing to bring him back to me?"

Ministers: "..."

Who dares to do this? What if Yuan Wuji was really forced to turn back and kill them who went to get people?

In the past, Yuan Wuxi did not dare to disobey the imperial decree, so they might still dare to show off their power in front of Yuan Wuxi's face, but now Yuan Wuxi has made it clear that they dare to publicly defy the imperial decree, and these ministers are not fools.

It was originally to protect his own interests, but if his life is gone...

For a time, the originally lively banquet became silent.

Xuanyuan Hao only felt very tired. These ministers, usually intrigue and strife, can be ignored, but now the foreign envoys are still there, and they start fighting in front of outsiders, which really makes him feel exhausted...

In this huge court, such a huge country, he has no one to talk to.

"Since all the Aiqings have no opinions, let's continue to watch the song and dance performance."

When Xuanyuan Hao said this, it meant that he would not pursue it.

Although the ministers were unwilling, they did not dare to continue talking at this time, and no one wanted to be dispatched to the task of catching Yuan Wuji and returning.

Yuan Wuji, who was cursed by countless ministers, had already led the Yuan family army, pressed the prisoners of the Xiongnu army, and set foot on the road back to Beijing.

When the Yuan family army left, the people of Yancheng showed great reluctance, and almost everyone came out to send the Yuan family army away.

The people followed the Yuan family army for a long distance, and they stopped reluctantly until the Yuan family army repeatedly told them not to send them any more, and they went home separately until they could no longer see the figure of the original family army.

The frontier has been unstable for a long time, and it was the original army that gave them a stable life.

Yuan Zifei looked at the expressionless father on the horse and felt very proud in his heart.

His father is a great hero!

He also wants to be like his father, become a hero and protect his country.

Yuan Zheng thought so, the whip whipped the horse under him, and got closer to Yuan Wuji: "Dad, after you go back, give me more training."

Before Yuan Wuji could speak, Wei Xi over there shouted loudly: "What did I hear just now? Isn't the young master being stupidly trained by the general, and he actually asked to increase the amount of training?"

Guo Lin slapped Wei Xi: "You think everyone is the same as you, this is called a tiger father without a dog, the young master looks like our general."

Yuan Wuji's eyes looked at him, Wei Xi and Guo Lin immediately fell silent, only Yuan Zhefei stared at him as if his eyes were shining brightly.

"Okay."

Yuan Wuji nodded to Yuan Right and wrong, expressing his approval.

However, when he looked at Wei Xi, his eyes became much sharper: "Wei Xi, after returning to Beijing, I will run 20 more laps each training session for... a month."

Weissy: ! ! !

"General! General, I can explain it! General, give me a chance!"

No matter how Wei Xi cried, it was useless, Yuan Wuji ignored him at all.

Wei Xi drooped his head, Guo Lin snickered, and Vice-General Yang delivered a concluding remark: "The general is right!"

Wei Xi: "..."

Lao Yang, let me tell you, brother has nothing to do!

Yuan Wuji and his group left Yancheng noisily and came to Qingcheng.

Although the city lord of Qingcheng has been killed by Vice-General Yang, the city lord of Qingcheng was not a good official in the first place. His death would have no effect on the people of Qingcheng. Every day life was as usual, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong.

The arrival of the Yuan family army was still warmly welcomed by the people of Qingcheng.

Previously, the city lord of Qingcheng thought that even if the Xiongnu soldiers came over, it would not affect him, but the people didn't think so. They knew that once the Huns really attacked, it would be their people who would suffer. Therefore, the people are very supportive of the original army...

Now that the heroes pass by Qingcheng, the people really welcome it.

These people can't bring anything valuable, but most of them are some grains, rice and noodles, small dishes at home, and eggs that have just been laid by the old hens at home.

If it was something valuable, the Yuan Family Army would naturally not accept it.

Most of the soldiers of the original army were also from poor people. They all knew that the life of the common people was not easy, but the original army still accepted these precautions.

The people saw that the Yuan Family Army accepted their wishes, and they all showed happy smiles on their faces.

All the people ask for is a peaceful life... to live.

The people really don't care who the emperor is, they just want to live well.

For the people of these small frontier cities, the original army was much more reliable than the emperor.

The sky was getting dark, and the original army planned to rest in the City Lord's Mansion. Anyway, the City Lord of Qingcheng was dead, and the City Lord's Mansion was empty. It's just that the people are too enthusiastic, and it's a long way to go.

Due to the large number of Xiongnu prisoners, the entire Qingcheng prison was overwhelmed and not so many people were detained. Some prisoners could only be allowed to sleep outside.

At night, when all the people in the city and most of the original army were asleep, the group of Xiongnu captives locked outside began to move.

The Huns have always gone back on their word, and it is not uncommon for them to be untrustworthy.

I thought I couldn't beat them and surrendered and became prisoners, but the prisoners weren't so easy to be taken. For example, now I don't even have a place to sleep, so I just sent them to sleep in the open air. I can't get enough to eat... I thought that their food would be better with the Daxia people, but I didn't expect it to be worse than before...

Thinking of this, these Xiongnu captives had strange thoughts.

There are 100,000 prisoners of these Huns, and the original army who escorted them is only 50,000...

At this time, it was in Qingcheng, and it was not far from the fortress. If they escaped successfully, they could return to their grassland tribes, regroup, repair for a period of time, and then go back to Daxia.

With this idea in mind, the Hun prisoners were ready to act.

Tonight is the best time for them to escape.

The night was getting darker, and Yuan Wuji didn't sleep, so when a soldier came to report, Yuan Wuji responded immediately.

"General, those Hun prisoners want to run, do they need to..."

"No, since they want to run, let them run."

Yuan Wuji walked out of the house, under the night, his eyes were frighteningly bright.

"You go and wake everyone up, we have to let the Hun prisoners know...the price of escape."

The soldier who came to report the news, General Mingming didn't have any emotional ups and downs when he spoke, why did he feel that he had goosebumps... as expected of a general! The momentum is really amazing.

According to Yuan Wuxi's instructions, Xiao Bing woke up all Yuan's army and waited to see the performance of these Xiongnu prisoners.

And those ignorant Xiongnu captives felt that their plan was perfect.

They stopped after running for a certain distance, and the greedy nature of the Huns began to play a role again. Thinking about running back outside the Great Wall like this, it is really a loss!

In the middle of the night, the army of the Yuan family slept, and the people in the city also slept.

Don't grab it at this time, let's wait.

These Xiongnu captives began to rush to the people's homes to **** things. When they saw the beautiful women in the people's homes, they couldn't help but take off their pants and want to be violent.

As soon as a Xiongnu soldier took off his trousers, he was kicked from behind and flew out, his head hit the door. Just as he was about to scold, he saw a 12- or 13-year-old boy standing where he had just stood. .

Seeing that young man, the Xiongnu soldiers didn't even have time to lift their trousers, and even rolled and crawled and ran out.

There is only one such young boy in the army, and that is the son of the great general, Yuan Wuji.

The original right and wrong have come, will the murderous original Wu trace be far away?

Now the Xiongnu soldiers don't dare to delay time to do evil, run! Run now!

The escaped prisoners, who knows how they will be treated when they are caught?

Yuan Zifei watched the prisoner run, and threw the sword in his hand directly, hitting the vital point of the Xiongnu soldier.

It turned out that he didn't even look at the Xiongnu soldier, so he quickly took off his clothes and covered the woman whose clothes were torn next to him. He wanted to comfort people, but he was not very skilled.

"Sister, are you okay? Don't be afraid, the bad guy has already been killed by me."

She was almost raped by the Huns just now, and the woman seemed to be a little afraid of men, but fortunately, it was because she was a young boy, so she was a little relieved. …”

"Well, sister, go home and close the door, I'm going to continue killing the enemy!"

Yuan Qifei was just walking out the door when he tripped over. The Xiongnu soldier who had been shot by him with Jian Fei before was not completely dead, so he made a sneak attack in secret.

It turned out that just as he was about to fight back, he saw a man with a gun coming and falling into the sky, the silver gun in his hand directly pierced the Xiongnu soldier and strung it on the silver gun.

The person who came with the silver spear was Yuan Wuji.

"If it's right or wrong, I'll teach you one more thing. If you kill someone, you must remember to make up for it. Otherwise, the boat capsizes in the gutter, and you won't be able to cry."

Yuan Wuji's words made Yuan Zifei bow his head in shame. He really didn't think about making up the knife.

I don't even think it's handsome enough... Murder is naturally the most handsome, and if you make up for it later, I always feel that it's a bit pricey.

But his father's words made him realize that it would be extremely stupid to put himself in danger just because he forgot to make up the knife.

"Don't be distracted, keep killing the enemy, you don't always want to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, this is a good opportunity."

When Yuan Wuji was talking to Yuan Zhan, his silver spear stabbed a few Huns to death, and then he actually strung those people on the silver spear one by one like a string of strings. Eyes widened. It turns out that silver spears also have this kind of use. No wonder my father's favorite weapon is silver spears.

I thought about right and wrong, and he will try to use a silver spear as a weapon next time.

Such fights took place in various places in Qingcheng. It didn't take too long for the elite troops of the Yuan Family Army to capture these prisoners. The prisoners were able to surrender before, but they didn't have much warlike spirit, and they were immediately captured by the original army. The army was subdued.

The prisoners who escaped and were captured were all apprehensive, waiting for the original sentence to be pronounced without trace.

Everyone knows that the escaped captives will not have a good end if they are captured, but the original untraceable approach still makes these Hun captives feel scared. Yuan Wuji ordered the Yuan family army to drive out all the Hun prisoners, and then directly killed 7,000 Hun prisoners in front of all the Hun prisoners.

"This is your example. If there is another next time, the punishment will be doubled."

Yuan Wuji's voice was not loud, but it was such a quiet voice that sentenced seven thousand Xiongnu prisoners to death.

In addition, one thousand Hun prisoners died in the process of escaping and capturing, and the Hun prisoners lost a total of 8,000 people in this failed escape plan.

As Yuan Wuji said, these Xiongnu captives are just a bunch of cheap bones, and they will be honest only if they are beaten and beaten. After this time, during the whole process of escorting him back to Beijing, these Hun prisoners never caused him any major trouble again.

Everyone cherishes their life, and no one wants to die. Offending the great demon king Yuan Wuji, he directly killed people without even having a chance to live.

Although being a prisoner is miserable, it is better to die than live.

When the news that Yuan Wuji led the Yuan family army to **** 100,000 Hun prisoners back to Beijing reached the capital... Those high-ranking officials in the DPRK were anxious, especially those who surrendered, all of them felt that their heads were on their necks. Not very safe.

But at this time, it was useless for them to be in a hurry. The soldiers of the original family were about to arrive in the capital.

Those who are worried and anxious are not only those ministers in the court, but also Xuanyuan Hao, the big summer son.

Yuan Wuji did not order him to go back to Beijing without permission, and he still brought Yuan's army with him, which made Xuanyuan Hao feel uncomfortable.

He had the feeling that the knife was hanging around his neck, and the rope holding the knife might break at any time...

Xuanyuan Hao was already annoying enough, but those ministers still thought he was not annoying enough, and they all got together to annoy him.

One memorial after another, all of which are impeachment without a trace.

The impeachment of the original has no trace of self-respect.

Impeaching the original without a trace and lawlessness, he committed suicide three city lords without authorization.

The impeachment Yuan Wuji did not listen to the transfer order and returned to Beijing without permission.

The impeachment of the original untraceable means of cruelty, innocent killing of 7,000 Hun soldiers who surrendered, is outrageous.

Those memorials were piled up like a hill, which made Xuanyuan Hao's heart arouse.

Xuanyuan Hao tore down all the memorials and scattered them on the ground.

These ministers knew to let him deal with Yuan Wuji, but they only talked about it, and none of them could handle the truth!

It is said that there is no trace of disposal, but who really dares to go?

Xuanyuan Hao knew this group of ministers too well. Now, one by one, they all want to crusade against Yuan Wuji. That's because Yuan Wuwei is not there, and they can say whatever they want.

But if they really waited until Yuan Wuji came back, this group of people should kneel and lick Yuan Wuji one by one.

These ministers of his are accustomed to seeing the wind dictate the rudder.

Xuanyuan Hao knew his courtiers too well, and it was precisely because he knew him that he felt pain. In such a big court, he didn't have anyone who could use it... The only one who could use it was Yuan Wuji, and now his relationship with him is like water and fire.

Being alone, Xuanyuan Hao realized at this time that, before he knew it, he had pushed himself to the point where he was truly alone...

Princess Huimin also got the news that Yuan Wuji had returned to Beijing.

If the original comes back without a trace, it will naturally come back with the original right and wrong.

Princess Huimin had arranged a banquet to wash away the dust at the General's Mansion early, waiting for Yuan Wuji's return.

Princess Huimin was full of hope, but the old housekeeper was not optimistic about this matter. After thinking about it, he finally couldn't help but say: "His Royal Highness, please forgive the rudeness of the old slave, but the general gave the princess and Lishu, the princess Is it inappropriate to stay in the General's Mansion again...?"

As a slave, the old butler also knew that he said such a thing, it was not an exaggeration for the princess to execute him, he was just gambling... gamble with his own life.

Sure enough, as soon as the old housekeeper said this, Princess Huimin's face suddenly turned ugly.

"What do you mean? Drive Ben Gong away?"

"Old slave dare not."

The old housekeeper wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Naturally, he didn't drive Princess Huimin away, but just felt that... according to the general's temperament, the princess would definitely not be willing to go back to the general's mansion, so where could he live when the general came back? ?

The old butler watched his general grow up, so he was naturally worried at this moment.

Yuan Wuji returned faster than everyone expected, but the first stop after his return was to take Yuan's army to Dali Temple, pressing more than 90,000 Hun prisoners.

When he saw that Yuan Wuji had brought 50,000 Yuan family troops and more than 90,000 Hun prisoners to Dali Temple, the Dali Temple Minister almost knelt down to Yuan Wuji... So many prisoners, they Dali Where can the temple be detained?

Dali Siqing's voice trembled, with a smile on his face: "I said General, do you think this is inappropriate?"

Yuan Wuji showed a kind smile: "Benjian thinks it's very suitable. Presumably Lord Lu also knows how many surrendering factions there are in this dynasty. If these Xiongnu captives are sent to those gangs, Ben will be afraid to turn around them. Let the people go back to the Xiongnu... Mr. Lu, the only person who would have been able to trust you is you."

Dali Temple Minister: "..."

This move by the general... is vicious!

He was moved with affection, understood with reason, and finally buckled down with a tall hat, which really made him unable to refuse even if he wanted to.

Although the Dali Temple Minister Lu is low-key on weekdays, he is an out-and-out war-fighting faction.

Yuan Wuji can only reassure him by sending these prisoners here.

Although this is a bit difficult for the Dali Temple Secretary, the original army also needs to rest after the long journey. The aftermath of this matter can only be left to the Dali Temple Secretary.

Dali Siqing stared at Yuan Wuji's face and looked at it, as if he must remember this hateful face. In the end, he didn't say anything against it... He had to accept these Xiongnu prisoners even if they didn't accept them. After all, they had already been sent to their Dali Temple.

After handing over the Xiongnu prisoners, and placing the Yuan family army, Yuan Wuji walked on the streets of the capital with a few confidants.

There is no trace of the original to have much feeling, he is not a person in this time and space, and he does not have much sense of belonging, just doing a task.

Originally right and wrong but a lot of feelings.

This time, he has lived for twelve years, leaving the capital for the first time, leaving his mother for the first time, going to the border for the first time, and fighting side by side with his father for the first time.

There were too many firsts, so he had only been away for more than a month, but he felt as if he had passed away.

It is a place where I have lived for so long, but after experiencing the bitter and cold frontier land, seeing such a prosperous night view of the capital, I can't say what I feel in my heart for a while.

"Hey, Lao Guo, do you think the young master is about to cry?"

Wei Xi pointed at Yuan Zheng with a mean face and whispered to Guo Lin.

Guo Lin glanced at the original right and wrong, then looked at Wei Xi, and said, "I don't know if the young master is about to cry, but you are about to be beaten, I am sure."

Guo Lin's voice fell, and he saw the original right and wrong approaching aggressively: "Duel, Wei Xi."

Wei Xi: "..."

What's the matter with this little boy, dog ears? Did he hear it so quietly?

Guo Lin: "..."

I'm afraid that only you, an idiot, will feel that your voice is low.

Seeing that Yuan Zheng and Wei Xi were about to start a fight, Yuan Wuji said, "Okay, don't make trouble, find a place to eat first."

When it comes to eating, everyone is in high spirits. These days, they are really tired because they are busy on the road.

At this moment, everyone is willing to incarnate as a cook.

"General, do you have a treat?" Wei Xi asked again.

"I don't ask, do you ask?"

Yuan Wuji looked at Wei Xi with the eyes of an idiot.

"No no no! General, please please!"

Wei Xi made a gesture of begging for mercy, handing over and asking Yuan Wuji to enter first.

The restaurant they were standing in was the largest restaurant in the capital, Wangxiang Tower.

They just stood at the door, and immediately there was a warm little Er who greeted them, and when they looked at the bearing of Yuan Wuji's body, they didn't dare to neglect.

There are already many dignitaries in the capital, and the shop assistants in Wangxiang Tower are also very clever. In a place like the capital, a bad move will offend people.

"A few guests, please, do you want to dine in the hall or go to the private room?"

The second of Wangxianglou shop did not make any decisions for the guests without authorization. Although these few don't look like they can't afford a private room, but some guests... just like to dine in the hall.

Regardless of the reason, as a store owner, you should respect the preferences of customers.

"The hall is fine."

After all, their group had just returned from the frontier, so it would be better to sit in the lobby and learn about the current news in the capital.

Vice-General Yang saw that Yuan Wuji didn't say anything, so he made up his mind.

"Good! The six upstairs please!"

The shop assistant threw the towel over his shoulder and enthusiastically led the way.

Yuan Wuji's group of six people, Yuan Wuji father and son, Yang Lieutenant General, Wei Xi, Guo Lin, plus a military doctor Lao Luo.

Yuan Wuji was too lazy to order dishes one by one. After sitting down, he directly asked the shop assistant to serve the signature dishes. The only requirement was not to make them wait too long. They are here to eat, and if they have to wait too long for a meal, it will lose the fun of eating.

The shop assistant expressed his understanding and went to arrange it immediately after reporting the name of the dish.

The food served quickly, Yuan Wuji and the others listened to the storyteller while they were eating.

What Mr. Storyteller said today happened to be the former general who killed the three leaders of the Xiongnu. Mr. Storyteller was very eloquent, and the content of what he said was very exciting. Guo Lin and Wei Xi were both dumbfounded, and it took a long time before he said: " General, there is something about this old storyteller, it is just like what I experienced personally, Lao Guo and I are in the frontier, and he doesn't know much about the details..."

"Yes, General, the storyteller said it very well!"

Guo Lin wanted to give the storyteller some reward, but when he took out his pocket, he realized that he was shy.

The original is also very excited, he tried very hard to restrain himself from not standing up, the smile on his face was overflowing, and he had to pretend to be serious, that small appearance was quite funny.

"Father! You are amazing! Now everyone knows about your deeds! Everyone admires father very much. Even a storyteller knows that my father is a great hero."

The glory of the father is the glory of oneself.

Compared to the excitement of the three young people, the other three old fried dough sticks seemed much calmer, especially the party involved, Yuan Wuji, who didn't react at all.

Actually... I can't blame Yuan Wuji for not responding, because all this was originally planned by him.

It turns out that it is still too young!

In fact, such a reputation is fatal to any courtier.

Such a reputation... will inevitably lead to the suspicion of the emperor.

But nothing is different...

Would he be afraid that Xuanyuan Ritian would suspect him?

He almost pointed at Xuanyuan Ritian's face and said: "You wait for Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will rebel one day..."

Therefore, Yuan Wuxi is not only not afraid, but he also has to create a momentum in person.

He just wanted to make everyone in the world only know the original general and not the emperor.

Although this storyteller did not arrange it without trace, this story...

Can it not be exciting and not make people feel immersive?

The storyteller's script was written by Yuan Wuji himself.

Yuan Wuji took a chopstick and sent it into his mouth, hiding his merit and fame.

Ren Yuan, Wei Xi, and Guo Lin were discussing excitedly, but Yuan Wuji didn't speak at all.

Only Vice-General Yang glanced at Yuan Wuji, then silently lowered his head to eat, um... He didn't know anything.

He would never tell anyone, the story told by the storyteller today, he had seen on the general's bookcase...

There are six people at a table, and only the military doctor Lao Luo is a truly ruthless cooking machine. He only stares at the food from beginning to end, and has no time to distract others.

When Yuan Wuji and the others were halfway through their meal, the storyteller finished talking about today's content. After saying "If you want to know what happens next, let's hear the breakdown next time", the storyteller started to pack up and prepare to leave.

The storyteller has earned a lot of rewards today. After all, he is a good storyteller, and he has a beautiful granddaughter who is cooperating with him. While the diners can enjoy the hearing, it is also a visual enjoyment. Many, even Yuan Wuji gave him a reward.

After thanking everyone for their rewards, the storyteller and granddaughter got up and left. They all walked to the door of the restaurant, but the storyteller's granddaughter was caught by a hand that suddenly stretched out.

"Daxia women are really beautiful, and a storyteller's granddaughter is so beautiful. Tell me, how much does it cost to accompany you for a night?"

The one who grabbed the little girl's hand was a middle-aged man who was not from Daxia just by looking at his clothes.

His face was red, his eyes were blurred, and he drank a lot of wine at a glance.

The little girl was so frightened that she kept pulling her hands back, but how could he, a little girl, be stronger than an adult man.

"This guest, please let me go. My daughter will not accompany her. She is still young. Please raise your hand."

The storyteller was also anxious and asked the middle-aged man to let go.

"Don't people like you all sell it? Tell me the number, what you have is money!"

When the middle-aged man was about to touch the little girl, his palm was suddenly penetrated by a chopstick that was shot. The palms were fixed on the wall together.

The middle-aged man let out a shrill scream, and the entire lobby on the first floor of Wangxiang Building was in chaos.

"She doesn't want to, are you deaf?"

Yuan Wuji's cold voice came down from the second floor, which made the middle-aged man feel angry.

"Bold! Do you know who I am? I am an envoy of Gaoli. You Daxia people hurt people so wanton, I must go to your Daxia emperor to read the previous book."

"Oh? Is it? Stealing the country?"

Yuan Wuji jumped down from the second floor and landed in front of the middle-aged man: "You are an alien, in my Daxia country, insulting my Daxia people, how arrogant and arrogant you are?"

The Goryeo envoy was originally grinning in pain, but then he saw clearly the Yuan Wuji standing in front of him at the moment...

The Goryeo envoy had never seen such a good-looking person. Although he was not interested in men at first, he could not help swallowing a mouthful of saliva when he saw the unmarked appearance. Even the pierced palm didn't seem that much. It hurts.

The Goryeo envoy was about to speak when he heard the beauty speak to the storyteller's granddaughter.

"Dare to beat him? I'll support you."

Yuan Wuji looked at the little girl, her voice still as cold and clear.

The little girl suddenly raised her head and collided with Yuan Wuji's sight. She stared at Yuan Wuxi's different pair of pupils for a moment, and suddenly her eyes lit up.

This is what Grandpa just said, Yitong! Former General!

The little girl nodded fiercely and said in a crisp voice, "Dare!"

With the general of the gods as her backing, what else is there to dare?

The little girl took a deep breath, then raised her foot and kicked the Goryeo envoy below hard.

The Goryeo envoy let out a scream again, and the pain in his palm did not subside a little, and the "Sorrow of Eggy" came from below. Under the double crit, the damage was multiplied several times.