I almost said the wrong thing, Feng Yong thought to himself, then Zhuge Dan should be in Wei State at this time, so this third uncle definitely cannot be him.
Zhao Guang didn't care, he chuckled: "Brother, you don't have to be so careful. My third uncle also joked that he was not as good as his superiors but more than his inferiors. At most, he could only compare with his brother from the Wei Kingdom. What he could do
The Zhuge family is actually quite good as a guard dog."
Feng Yong's heart moved, and he thought of Zhuge Jun, who Liu Bei had mistakenly thought was Zhuge Liang.
"My third uncle, who is good at yin and yang and can tell the sky, originally wanted to go to the north. Unexpectedly, something unexpected happened later. He was introduced to the late emperor by the prime minister, and was later named the captain of Changshui by the late emperor."
When Feng Yong heard about Captain Changshui, he thought of Liao Li, who regarded himself as a pawn.
"But isn't the current Captain of Changshui Liao Gongyuan?"
Zhao Guang looked disdainful: "That's because my third uncle felt that working on documents all day was too tiring, so he resigned from the official position and went to study in the mountains. When my third uncle was still in Jincheng
, my elders once said that my mind was too detached, so they asked me to follow my third uncle for a while to calm his mind. It was precisely because of this that I heard my third uncle talk about a reason."
Feng Yong's mind was a little wandering. After hearing Zhao Guang say that Zhuge Jun jokingly called himself the Zhuge family's guard dog, he couldn't stop thinking. He thought that Zhuge Dan, who was known to the world to be working for Cao Wei in the north, was
The dog of the Zhuge family, but he didn't expect that Zhuge Jun was the real successor of the Zhuge family.
Thinking like this, he said casually: "What's the reason?" At the same time, he thought of Zhuge Jun's sons: one is his biological son, one is Zhuge Laoyao's, and the other is Zhuge Jin's. What the hell... It's really chilling.
Ah! Sure enough, this is the real watchdog.
"My third uncle once said that heaven and earth, heaven and earth, have their own destiny. The middle of Shu is a land in the southwest, and it belongs to Kun. Kun is in Yi Shu, and is the matriarch of the family. Therefore, a woman in Shu should
They are all heroes."
Feng Yong didn't believe in things like the Yin and Yang Bagua in his previous life, but he even had his soul here. There was no way to explain it using the theories of the Scientology! So he had no choice but to follow the example of Sage Kong and stay away from such things.
Listening to Zhao Guang's words now, the scientific religion that has been firmly entrenched in his heart since he was a child will instinctively refute it. But when he thinks that even thousands of years later, Sichuan girls are still famous in China. They are both beautiful and hot, but gentle as water.
, and fiery and enthusiastic, it’s really, tsk, wonderful.
So I felt a little suspicious in my heart. Is it possible that what Zhuge Jun said has some scientific basis?
Thinking like this, he subconsciously touched the bamboo slips in his hand with his fingers. He didn't notice it at first, but as soon as he rubbed it, he felt that there were pits on it, and it was obvious that words had been engraved on it.
Thinking that Guan Ji had been making bamboo slips whenever she had free time these days, and now she was carving words on them, and she didn't know what they were carving on. Feng Yong's curiosity was suddenly aroused, and he was interested in what Zhao Guang said about the many female heroes in Sichuan.
Put all that nonsense behind you - I've already given it a wide berth, so why bother thinking about it?
He lowered his head and looked, and after careful identification, he found that the words actually read: There is a high mark for the six dragons to return to the sun.
Isn't this the Shu Dao he was reading about a few days ago?
It turned out that these days, she not only memorized the difficult half of the Shu Road, but also carved it.
Recalling the expression on her face when she was carving bamboo slips on the city wall just now, and touching the knife and pen in her arms, Feng Yong felt as if a feather was gently passing through his heart, and his mind actually lost control for a moment.
"Brother, what are you thinking about? Why are you smiling so..."
Obscene?
Feng Yongyong glanced at Zhao Guang with dissatisfaction. His sweet mood was interrupted, and he felt extremely unhappy. He looked at Zhao Guang's handsome face, which had recovered as before, and said in a warm voice: "Is the injury on Erlang's face all healed?"
"Thank you for your concern, brother. It's been fine in the past two days. Otherwise, how could I dare to go out to find Aunt Huang?" Zhao Guang touched his face and said somewhat thankfully, secretly thinking that this brother usually doesn't say anything, but after all he still cares.
mine.
Feng Yong nodded and handed the bamboo slip over, "Look what this is?"
"What?" Zhao Guang took it incomprehensibly, took a look at it, and said, "Isn't this the Shu Road that brother has read about? Does brother want to carve it out? That's right, such a magnificent article must leave a lasting impression.
of the world."
Feng Yong shook his head and said: "I did not carve this, it was carved by Guan Ji."
"So it turns out that my sister has been making bamboo slips these days just to carve this?" Zhao Guang suddenly realized.
"Yes, I just found out about it." Feng Yong looked at Zhao Guang who didn't react and continued, "When I went up the city wall just now, I saw Guan Ji standing there carving bamboo slips."
"So what?" Zhao Guang felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, but he still forced himself to ask.
"Then you brought Huang Ji here!" Feng Yong looked at him with pity, "The two of them had a discussion and destroyed all the bamboo slips that Guan Ji had just carved..."
Zhao Guang's face turned pale and his lips trembled: "Brother...brother, please don't deceive me. How can there be such a coincidence?"
Feng Yong patted Zhao Guang's shoulder, took the bamboo slips out of his hand, and waved them in front of his eyes: "If you don't believe it, go and take a look over there. There should be a lot of bamboo slips there, but some of them have been chopped.
It’s broken, it’s so miserable!”
"Brother...brother...brother, save me!" Zhao Guang almost cried with a "wow".
A few days ago, just because my sister didn't finish listening to the article "The Road to Shu", she was beaten so hard that even her own adults couldn't recognize her.
Thinking about it, my sister has been making bamboo slips and carving calligraphy whenever she has free time these days. This is naturally her hard work. Unexpectedly, when I went out to visit relatives and brought back another sister, she suddenly lost her
All the hard work was ruined, and even if she was afraid that she would kill him this time, he would not be able to understand his hatred.
Feng Yong looked at the trembling Zhao Guang with sympathy and sighed: "There are so many tiger girls in Sichuan. As an elder brother, I am powerless!"
"Brother, if you have a way, you must have a way, save me!"
Zhao Wen almost hugged Feng Yong's thigh and shouted for help.
Feng Yong finally felt relieved. He thought to himself, "You little bastard, let me tell you all about my love for Guan Ji! Let's see if I can kill you this time!"
"At this moment, in this situation, how can I come up with a solution when you ask me to be in a hurry?" Feng Yong sighed, "How about you go out and hide for two days, and then come back after Guan Ji's anger has subsided?"
"It won't work. My sister has a strong temperament, but she has a clear sense of grudges. If she vents her anger on the spot, she can still keep the whole body. If she runs away, even the whole body will be a luxury."
Why did Zhao Erha's IQ suddenly come back at this critical moment?
"We have a solution, brother!"
Facts have proved that at this moment, Zhao Guang’s IQ was not only online, but also suddenly skyrocketed.
"Brother, you still have to help me with this matter!" Zhao Guang held Feng Yong's sleeve tightly and begged, "Sister must have loved your heroic article so much that she did this. Please help me think carefully.
Think about it, what’s next? As long as I tell my sister to listen, she will definitely not blame me anymore.”
