Gongsun Zan was not a person who liked frugality - like most warriors, Gongsun Zan loved wine, money, beauty, and especially ostentation.
Although this is only a Marquis's residence, it is extremely luxurious.
Two large stone lions carved from white marble guard the entrance. Even the gate is made of carefully selected thunderwood. In the courtyard, the pavilions, pavilions, carved railings and painted buildings are covered with fine tiger skins as if they are free of charge.
On the ground, there are servants and beautiful women walking around.
It is more luxurious than the palace.
Gongsun Zan was sitting in the lobby with a smile on his face, holding a glass of wine in his hand and sipping it in small sips.
In the hall, a group of musicians composed of female officials were playing melodious Hu music, and a group of beautiful women were dancing gracefully. Their postures were graceful, their bodies were graceful, but there were some exotic colors between their eyebrows, and you could tell at a glance that they were not from the Central Plains.
Looking closely, those beautiful women still have mottled whip marks on their bodies, and the corners of their eyes are still red and swollen from crying.
Suddenly, Gongsun Zan stood up from his seat, strode into the dancers, and hugged one of them with the prettiest face.
"Sir... don't..."
The dancing girl was trembling and speechless, and an older dancing girl next to her pretended to be brave and tried to stop her, but was slapped hard by a sudden and flew away, and fell heavily to the ground.
I don’t know life or death.
"Did I let you talk?"
Gongsun Zan looked around, and wherever he looked, many dancers and female officials lowered their heads like quails.
There was silence all around.
It's not like they didn't resist.
Their husbands, fathers and brothers, when Gongsun Zan's white horse and iron hooves arrived, bravely drew their scimitars and fought with the demon. Then the demon in front of them used spears to kill all their fathers and brothers one by one.
Their cattle, sheep, war horses, gold and silver, and even themselves became the trophies of this demon.
"As expected of a woman who grew up drinking goat's milk. Except for the stronger taste, it is simply perfect."
Gongsun Zan's fingers slowly brushed over the skin of the woman in his arms. The wind and sun while shepherding had left no traces on it. The snow-white skin, which could pinch out milk, was as smooth as delicate silk.
smooth.
Unfortunately, they are not Han Chinese.
Gongsun Zan is a typical populist, and he must have a different mentality if he is not of my race.
No matter how beautiful this foreign woman is, she is nothing more than a reproductive tool.
Thinking of this, he saw that Gongsun Zan suddenly exerted force in his hand, and the dancer's sleeves instantly burst open - there were several purple whip marks and a brand mark representing a slave made with a soldering iron on it.
This is a trace left by Gongsun Zan's own hands, which means that it belongs to Gongsun Zan.
Just like the marks he left on his own horse.
Ahem, if I keep writing like this, this book will have to be 404, so...
"Your Excellency! Envoys from Youzhou Mu Liu Yu are here to pay their respects!"
As we all know, men will become violent when disturbed under certain circumstances... Ahem, I mean, there is no other meaning when playing games.
"Go away! Didn't you see that the labor and management are busy!"
This blind messenger was kicked hard and flew away, leaving only a roll of bamboo slips in place.
Gongsun Zan glanced twice, lowered his head again, and looked at the girl in his arms hiding her head like a frightened ostrich, but suddenly he lost interest.
I saw him throwing the girl to the ground casually, but waving his hands forcefully with some impatience.
"Go, go, go, all go!"
"By the way, let Liu Yu's envoy Lao Shizi wait in the side hall!"
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Side hall.
This was an empty hall, with the exception of a main chair, which was completely empty - there were no seats, let alone tea. The attendant just brought the two of them here and left without looking back.
There was only one main seat in the side hall. Wang Yiyuan watched eagerly as Gongsun Zan didn't come for a long time, so he walked to the Grand Master's chair and sat down.
"etc!"
At this moment, Tian Chou's hands and feet were like the wind, and he quickly pulled the chair away.
Hearing the sound of "Duang", Wang Yiyuan hit the ground hard with his butt.
"What are you doing!"
Wang Yiyuan turned his head angrily and glared at the culprit Tian Chou at a forty-five-degree angle, who was still hugging the chair tightly. The latter looked thoughtful.
"No, you can't sit down casually - this is the main seat, and we are the guests. If the guests sit here, they will usurp the guest. This Gongsun Zan is already a powder keg. If he does anything wrong, he will fall out with us directly."
That's true.
Before coming out, Liu Yu repeatedly emphasized that he must maintain restraint and rationality and try to avoid conflicts.
At least not provocation first.
At that time, Gongsun Zan caught the two men's misbehavior and condemned them from the moral high ground. He got angry and even asked Liu Yuxing to hold him accountable.
"Okay, labor and management won't sit down anymore."
Wang Yiyuan was still frightened when he saw him swooping away from the distance and posing like a roc spreading its wings towards the chair.
But Tian Chou also shook his head.
"No way."
Gongsun Zan was still nominally a subordinate of Liu Yu, but the two of them were Liu Yu's envoys, representing Liu Yu's majesty and authority.
Standing aside and waiting for Gongsun Zan to take his seat, he placed his position below Gongsun Zan, and naturally he was shorter than Gongsun Zan.
This is a show of force, which means to kill one person with the vigor of two people and to weaken the majesty of two people.
"Hey, is it so complicated?"
After hearing Tian Chou's explanation, Wang Yiyuan sighed sincerely.
"You ancient people have really dirty hearts."
Being on a mission is often like fighting a war without gunpowder, and there are hidden murderous intentions everywhere.
Neither standing nor sitting.
Tian Chou frowned and thought hard about countermeasures, but saw that Wang Yiyuan could no longer stand.
I, Wang Yiyuan, have never suffered such grievances!
If you don’t let me sit, don’t sit down!
I saw Wang Yiyuan pull out the [Yanyue] sword from his backpack, raise it high above his head, and use his force from top to bottom to slash down like the Taishi chair!
"Click"!
The chair made of huanghuali wood was directly shattered into wood chips by this fierce blow.
"What happened?!"
The huge sound was like the huge rock thrown into the lake, causing a pool of spring water to wrinkle.
The patrolling soldiers outside the door filed in, and behind the soldiers, a man with a majestic face also walked in slowly, it was Gongsun Zan himself.
"What's going on? My..."
"Oh, isn't this Master Gongsun Zan? Your chair is also very unstable. I just touched it lightly and it collapsed."
"Why don't you put this chair away if it's broken? What if you sit on it and fall down?"
"I am also responsible for this matter. I see that there is not even a decent chair in such a big room. This shows how frugal Lord Gongsun is on weekdays. In this way, I will personally sponsor 500 taels to buy a few chairs. Think of it as my apology, okay?