Regardless of Wang Junlin's judgment from the old man Tianying, or the information he learned from Sun Simiao, Mo Jiuhan should not be with Tian Xiangzi, the fourth generation giant of the Mo family, even according to Tianying Palace's Tianying The old man said that the day Tian Xiangzi was born was the day Mo Jiuhan died.
Thoughts flashed in his mind. Wang Junlin suppressed his doubts and looked at the old man supported by Mo Jiuhan. The old man was dressed in jet black linen clothes, wearing jet black straw sandals, and had a gold crown on his head. Full of ink-like black gemstones, it looks strange and mysterious.
From a distance, the old man has striking white hair, but when he gets closer, he realizes that he may not be old, because his face is ruddy and his skin is smooth, but the strange thing is that his eyes are cloudy, and he is the kind of old man who is about to die. Some are turbid.
Except for using lynx Maomao to test him last night, and the disappearance of Niu Jinda and the recent lack of news from Shen Guangyao may be related to the other party, the other party behaved very politely, at least better than the Tianying Palace who likes to welcome guests with nine corpses. Many, and at the same time, it is also a serious matter.
Wang Junlin naturally understood that it would only be beneficial for him to treat him politely at this time, otherwise he might cause unnecessary trouble.
Two years of official career, especially these more than three months of life in the capital, have long since trained Wang Junlin into a feudal aristocrat with distinct classes. Although he is not proficient in all kinds of etiquette, he understands them all.
After the two parties met politely and meticulously, Wang Junlin was invited into the living room of the palace on a purple carpet. Wang Junlin seemed to be meeting Mo Jiuhan for the first time, and he did not show any signs of acquaintance.
Wang Junlin glanced around and discovered that the palace made of some kind of black wood was actually assembled from ready-made wooden parts. It was similar to the prefabricated houses and complex models of later generations. Of course, it was difficult and complex. , the wooden houses and models are incomparable to this palace covering an area of two or three acres.
"This palace is a marvelous workmanship, very good." Wang Junlin said sincerely.
Tian Xiangzi seemed to be very concerned about being praised by Wang Junlin, with a delighted smile on his face and said: "But I think it is a bit flashy, especially compared with the wonderful abacus invented by Qin Anhou, this palace built by me is more It’s a plaything.”
The two people were talking, and Wang Junlin had been taken to the living room. The two were assigned to the guest of honour, and each took a seat behind the table. Four beautiful maids were like elves, carrying various rare fruits and delicacies. On top of the case list.
Tian Xiangzi bowed his hands to Wang Junlin and said: "I'm sorry, Marquis Qin'an. We don't have anything to entertain people from outside the country. We have prepared some delicious food in a hurry. Marquis Qin'an, please use it carefully."
Wang Junlin looked at the lychees, bananas, mangoes and other fruits that were only available in the south on the plate in front of him. Considering the speed of transportation in this era, he was really surprised. Since Wang Junlin arrived, his every move, word and deed, and even Even the smallest look and expression could not escape Tian Xiangzi's observation. Seeing the change in Wang Junlin's expression, Tian Xiangzi's eyes lit up and he said, "Is it possible that the Marquis of Qin An has seen these kinds of fruits before?"
These fruits that are only found in the southern subtropics and tropics made Wang Junlin feel that he had underestimated the abilities and methods of the so-called Mohists, but without showing any signs of it on his face, he pointed out the names of the fruits one by one, and then in Tian Xiangzi With the light flashing in his cloudy eyes, he picked up a banana and peeled it off skillfully, took a bite, and said lightly: "I haven't eaten it in a while."
"Haha, although these fruits are rare, they must not be in the eyes of Qin Anhou. I guess these fruits are just common enjoyment for Qin Anhou?" Tian Xiangzi smiled slightly and said suddenly.
"It's true, I have eaten these fruits since I was a child." Wang Junlin said honestly.
"I heard from Mo Jiu that the Marquis of Qin An was not only able to invent divine objects such as the abacus, but he also knew the art of Spring and Autumn Swordsmanship. Is this true?"
Wang Junlin skillfully ate a lychee, glanced at Mo Jiuhan, whose expression had not changed at all, and said, "That's right!"
Tian Xiangzi narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Does the Marquis know this thing?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tian Xiangzi suddenly stood up and carefully took out something from his arms.
After Wang Junlin saw this thing clearly, he felt as if he had seen a ghost. He could no longer keep calm. He stood up suddenly, pointed at the thing in Tian Xiangzi's hand with an excited expression, and shouted inaudibly: "You, you...how are you?"
Is there such a thing?"
At this moment, a strange and mysterious sound suddenly came from outside, just like the sound of mosquitoes flying. It was light, sharp and thin, but coming from such a distance, it still sounded very clear like
It's like being close by.
Tian Xiangzi's thick eyebrows, which looked like they were woven with silver threads, suddenly frowned and put the things in his hands back into his arms.
Wang Junlin was eager to know where the things in Tian Xiangzi's hands came from, but at this time he was most worried about someone disturbing him, so he immediately asked him: "What's the matter?"
"It's okay, let's drink." Tian Xiangzi said, and when he picked up the wine glass and drank it, he saw a person coming in from outside.
This person obviously just walked in, but it felt like he was dancing and walking in at the same time.
Because this person's waist is like a snake, even more flexible and flexible than a snake, and better at turning and twisting, as if it can be done casually.
It twisted from an angle that no one could imagine. Suddenly it twisted from a place that no one could imagine. The twisting posture was weird, mysterious, and graceful, and it also carried an extremely primitive temptation.
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In addition, this person's skin is like satin, but it doesn't have the dazzling sheen of satin.
Its luster is soft and gentle, but it also has a primitive allure.
This man's legs are straight and slender, with a wild elasticity and rhythm in the beating of his muscles.
A rhythm that can make every man and woman's heart skip a beat.
Following this rhythm, this person walked into the living room of Mo Palace with that incredible gesture. Wang Junlin felt that his heartbeat accelerated involuntarily.
This man walked up to Tian Xiangzi and Wang Junlin while twisting and dancing. He first gave Wang Junlin a charming look that could drive people to death. Then he used a pair of ten-fingered, bamboo shoot-like hands to hold an iron
The brocade box was placed on Wang Junlin's desk.
Then he gave Wang Junlin another wink, and of course he didn't forget to give one to Tian Xiangzi.
His waist kept dancing.
"His waist is so soft." Wang Junlin actually felt that his mouth was a little dry.
PS: Here comes the fourth update. I feel almost sleepy. I wrote this chapter while taking a nap. I ask for support and encouragement from your support and monthly votes————