The moonlight shone coldly across the roof, and the night was deep. The chirping of insects came from the flowerbed. A group of guards went along the eaves of the corridor toward the study. From far and near, Dian Wei walked behind Gongsun Zhi with his double halberds and maces and whispered, and spitting stars splashed out from his mouth and flew up.

"That day Pan Wushuang looked at me with a weird look and scolded him, "What are you thinking, what are you doing?"

"What's wrong? Have you hit me?"

"He has to fight. This guy dared to pounce on him not long after he walked out. He was shocked at that time."

"Did Pan Wushuang press you to the ground?"

"No, I beat him up. I guess I won't get out of bed for half a month. This guy is obviously using an axe and even has a weapon in his trousers, which makes people feel uncomfortable. He slapped him at the time."

""

Li Ke looked down in a speechless manner and shivered. No wonder he hadn't seen Pan Feng for almost a month. He thought he had been training troops in the military camp, and might have been seeking medical treatment everywhere. Then, the footsteps in front stopped. As Dian Wei kept talking, he turned his head to look, and the voice of the leader in front came: "Manager Jian, go back and tell your wife, I'll go back and rest tonight, and there are still more than ten pounds of bamboo slips waiting to be reviewed, and I'll share some of the burden for the Sour Religion."

"Yes, master." Jian Qi bowed respectfully. When he turned around, he looked at Dian Wei sinisterly, glanced at the other person's lower body, and left expressionlessly.

"This eunuch depends on what I do. He is not my eunuch." Dian Wei murmured. When he came forward with Li Ke, Gongsun Zhi pushed open the study and told them: "You guys go back and rest too. It's very tired to follow them all day long. Don't talk to me about preventing assassins. Since the last incident, even birds in the mansion could not fly over, and they were shot out by Li Heizi. Okay, hurry up and go to bed and go to the workshop tomorrow, and some are busy."

After saying that, he pushed the door and entered the study. Outside the door, Li Ke and Dian Wei looked at each other and had to wave to the guards beside him: "Let's go, there are brothers in the mansion here to watch. There will be no problem, go! Where can I drink?"

“Not good”

"What's wrong with it? I have hidden a few jars of good wine in my room. I will feel a hundred times of worry if I don't get drunk or sleep tonight. If there is an assassin, Lao Dian will knock it over with one hand even if he is drunk."

Dian Wei pulled Li Ke and a group of guards into their waists, waved their hands and blew away.

After the footsteps were gone, a tall figure approached from a distance and looked at the crowd who were walking away. He took a deep breath. He was probably still nervous. His body shook slightly while walking lightly, approaching the window frame with warm yellow lights.

The candlelight was burning quietly, and moths squeezed in somewhere around the flames of beans flapping their wings. There was a sound of bamboo slips scrolling on the table. Gongsun Zhi read a scroll of bamboo slips, and the tip of the pen hooked the symbols on it, throwing it to the side of the long desk, and piled up with the other government affairs that were commented. Most of them were crucial internal affairs in Shanggu County, and he could only do it. Some of them were also drawn from some modern concepts, which Li Ru and others naturally could not handle.

It is obviously impossible to make advanced ideas in this era. It is difficult for people to silently silence the people and the ideas of aristocratic families without subconsciously. Even if no one in Shanggu County can restrain him, once new things are resisted and rejected, it is very likely that even the political affairs of the past will be affected. It is very unwise to race against time to welcome Yuan Shao, the biggest enemy in the future.

"It is best to step up the steps step by step, and start with the army. What should be established in the army is not the prestige of military generals, but the belief of my northern master, well, it should be called faith. Most soldiers are blind. As long as they are given a clear direction of faith, even if the generals make trouble, there is no way without soldiers following them."

The tip of the pen walks on the bamboo slips and writes crooked Chinese characters.

"Foreign races also advocate faith. In addition to the sinicization, they can also do some things in religion, step by step from life to spirit. However, this requires professionals to do what Taoism can find people to spread faith. Let's go step by step. Such a strategy can also be considered an invasion. It is a pioneering vanguard. If religion cannot be defeated, it can be destroyed by war. As for Liaodong, it will be directly destroyed by the army."

"Governmental Affairs"

The bamboo slips are full of handwriting, most of which are about some generals of military system and religious infiltration. It will take a long time to truly separate them in detail. These contents are actually just the impressionable contents that Gongsun Zhi had seen on the Internet in the era of information explosion. It may not be a big deal when he put them in that era, but when he comes here, it makes people feel creepy. After all, some things are made by keyboards, and here they are really implemented and used for others.

But when it comes to government affairs, he didn't have much to learn from. When he hesitated to hover the tip of his pen, the door creaked and gently pushed it away. The cool breeze squeezed in from outside, and the flames swayed and walked in with a figure holding a bowl. He was a maid.

"The soup that the lady ordered in the kitchen."

Gongsun Zhi did not mean to raise his head, frowned and stared at the bamboo slips. He just said no, and the maid came over to put the porcelain bowl on the long table and quietly retreated. When the door closed, he put down his pen and rubbed his temples, and said, "It's so hard to death." He reached out and took the soup and took a sip, put it aside and ignored it.

Just as I was about to reach out to hold the pen, my brows frowned, looked at the bowl, brought it over and smelled it, and my brows frowned even more.

"wrong"

He quickly got up, his feet suddenly floated, his head was a little dizzy, and the furnishings in the house became a little blurred between his dim vision. He rotated, and the moment he stood up with his handrail, he sat down again, his body was weak. In the corridor outside the house, the wind ran over, and the shadows of the branches swayed on the window frame, and the shadows became strange and quiet.

"Who" he opened his mouth and looked at the door opposite him.

The door that was originally closed was slowly pushed open, making a long squeaking cry. Gongsun Zhi narrowed his eyes and saw the long golden hair stroking the woman's shoulders with the wind. Under the long skirt, a pair of naked feet gently rubbed across the threshold and walked in. He held the door bolt with his hands on the back. As the woman retreated, her slender and sexy neck was pressed against the closed door leaf. Her eyes were staring at the figure behind the long desk from beginning to end.

The air in the study became hot, and Gongsun Zhi shook his head, "Why isn't it poison after you put the medicine?"

"Why do you need poison?" Stephanie leaned against the door leaf and smiled, her hands gently inserted the door latch, and her lips slightly opened: "I just need a man."
Chapter completed!