Chapter 29 That's it? The general is just like that
He Fang continued to decline, but Jiang Bin still invited him. This went back and forth three times, but He Fang couldn't resist, so he sat down.
The moment he sat on the warm chair, he had an indescribable feeling.
Is this red tape? Or is it noble etiquette?
As soon as I sat down on the chair, before I could adjust my comfortable posture, Long Wu came over to pour me some tea.
Pour it for him first, then for Jiang Bin.
When Long Wu poured tea, his arms were like machines, straight and straight, without trembling or shaking, without any unnecessary movements, which shows the depth of his internal strength!
The tea is light green in color and has a refreshing fragrance.
"Mighty man, do you know what kind of tea this is?" Jiang Bin smiled, but his smile was very stiff, like a person who hasn't smiled for eight hundred years suddenly laughed, and his facial muscles were very uncomfortable.
"I don't know." He Fang looked at the look and smelled the tea. He felt that the tea resembled Tieguanyin, but he was not sure. He was more thinking about Jiang Bin's implication.
"This is Tieguanyin, which can enhance memory and remind people of things they have done before." Jiang Bin's eyes were somewhat meaningful.
He Fang paused for a moment, feeling that there was something in Jiang Bin's words.
Enhance memory? Is this a hint to him to tell the truth?
It seems that Jiang Bin is indeed an old fox. He was called here to get to the bottom of things!
"I dare to ask the brave man, is it really you who broke through the South Gate Xuantian Stone?" Jiang Bin's pupils shrank slightly and his tone was solemn.
"Yes." He Fang responded calmly.
Long Wu looked at where he was, then at Jiang Bin, his eyes rolling back and forth as he was thinking about Jiang Bin's implication.
After following Jiang Bin for so many years, he can basically guess Jiang Bin's little thoughts.
He had a vague feeling that Jiang Bin didn't believe in He Fang!
In fact, he didn't believe that the little eunuch He Fang could break through the Xuantian Stone!
He could understand it if it were any other stone, but that was the Xuantian Stone. In the past five hundred years, no one had been able to leave traces on the Xuantian Stone...but He Fang did it!
Thinking about it carefully, he felt that Jiang Bin wanted to test He Fang's strength and see if He Fang was lying!
Thinking of this, he took a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "The strong man loves martial arts! My general likes to compete with heroes like the strong man to learn martial arts and improve each other. What do you think of the strong man?"
He Fang's heart dropped.
He knows that his strength is only at the silver level and is no match for Jiang Bin!
And he could clearly feel the powerful aura emanating from Jiang Bin... Even if he knew Iron Tou Kung Fu, he had no chance of getting close to Jiang Bin!
But what should we do if Jiang Bin insists on discussing with each other?
Thinking of this, a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back.
Jiang Bin, who was opposite him, did not express his position immediately. Although his face was expressionless, his heart was filled with ups and downs.
Not only is he skilled in both civil and military skills, but he has also learned to weigh the pros and cons in years of struggle and knows what to do to make the price-performance ratio better!
As a general, he holds a high and powerful position, while He Fang is just a young eunuch. Even if he wins the battle, his reputation will not increase.
But if you lose...it will make everyone laugh.
He looked at He Fang's bald head again and felt that He Fang's talent and wisdom were all on his head. Maybe He Fang had broken the Xuantian Stone.
If you win, there is no benefit; if you lose, you will be the laughingstock of the world!
After weighing the pros and cons, he finally said lightly, "I am not feeling well today."
He Fang let out a long sigh of relief, feeling like he was surviving a disaster.
Long Wu smiled slightly and stepped back knowingly.
Jiang Bin took a sip of tea and adjusted his thoughts.
His main purpose of coming back this time was to participate in the poetry finals, win the championship, and win the favor of Emperor Shuxuan.
But he has no confidence in his own strength, and he doesn't understand He Fang's strength...
Thinking of this, he asked lightly, "I heard that the poems written by the strong man made the talented second princess feel inferior. Is this possible?"
"The second princess was not feeling well that day and was in poor condition, so the poems she composed were a little clumsy." He Fang explained calmly.
"The strong man is humble! In this bright spring and beautiful scenery, I would like to ask the strong man to recite a poem to add to the elegance!" Jiang Bin said with a smile.
"It's better to obey orders than to be respectful. It's just a shame!" He Fang recalled the last time he sat down and knew that he couldn't be stubborn. Instead of pushing him back and forth, he might as well agree happily.
The spring outside is warm and the breeze is blowing.
The branches of the willows swayed gently in the breeze, just like a girl's hair blowing in the wind.
He rolled his eyes and said word by word: "The jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors!"
Long Wu was stunned. He was a martial artist and didn't know much about poetry and poetry.
But the last sentence, "I don't know who cuts the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors" can make his mind fly, and his whole soul seems to be separated from the body, flying out of the window to pursue the spring breeze in February.
Even a layman like him was so fascinated. He had some understanding of poetry and songs. Jiang Bin, who had made great achievements in that field, was even more fascinated. Looking at his blurred eyes, it seemed as if he had entered the realm of transformation!
In the transformation realm, he followed the spring breeze to Di Shuxuan's boudoir...
Snap!
In his absence, the teacup in his hand fell on the table and shattered into pieces. Fortunately, there was not too much tea in the teacup and it did not flow down the corner of the table and drip on his clothes.
Only then did he come back to his senses.
Snapped!
Snapped!
Snapped!
He couldn't help stroking his palms and exclaiming: "Listening to the poems recited by the strong men, I feel that all the poems I have learned before have been in vain!"
"General, your words are serious!" He Fang lowered his head and bowed, his tone flat.
At this time, Long Wu also came back to his senses, hurried over to clean up the broken teacup, and asked by the way, "General, don't you recite a poem?"
He is a layman, he only knows where the poems are good, but he doesn’t know how deep the realm is!
At the same time, in his eyes, Jiang Bin's literary talent was second only to Emperor Shuxuan's in the country, so he asked, where did he want Jiang Bin's poetry to surpass Fang Fang's poetry and feel proud.
Jiang Bin clenched his fists, but did not have an attack. He sighed softly, "I am not in good condition today."
The poem just made him realize the gap between him and He Fang.
If he is at an altitude of thirty meters, then He Fang is at an altitude of 300 meters!
His attainments in poetry were far inferior to those of He Fang.
At the same time, he was also a little disgusted with Long Wu.
He knew that Long Wu's starting point was good and he wanted to put him on the wrong side, but he didn't want to take the risk.
It would be great if he could suppress it, but if he couldn't suppress it, it would be a huge loss to him!
He didn't want Long Wu to continue to do bad things with good intentions, so he gave a simple order, "Long Wu, wait outside the door!"
"No!" Long Wu went out with the remains of the cup and disappeared from He Fang's sight.
Now only He Fang and Jiang Bin are left in the private room. Based on He Fang's many years of experience, he feels that Jiang Bin is about to get down to business!