In the Three Kingdoms era, if you wanted to dominate one side, the most important thing was to have a good reputation.
Dong Zhuo had generals and soldiers, and he was sitting in Xiliang, a natural horse farm that was most suitable for raising horses. His Xiliang cavalry was led by Lu Bu, the best in the world, and it could be said that he had almost no opponents.
But just because he lost his reputation, all the princes in the world rose up to attack him. In the end, they betrayed their relatives and abandoned their relatives, and their skin was burned, their bones were burned, and their ashes were thrown into the ashes.
As for Liu Da'er, he wanted money but no money, no food, no food. Just because he had the orthodox name of a great Han emperor, heroes from all over the world came to invest in him, and he suddenly made it from a straw sandal seller to three-thirds of the world.
For the sake of his own reputation, Lin Feng chose to silence himself in the palace. It may have been an injustice to the two young eunuchs and several other palace maids, but Lin Feng did not feel guilty.
If Lin Feng hadn't intervened, the battle between He Jin and Jian Shuo would have inevitably spread to Da Nei. When the time comes, both camps would kill indiscriminately in Da Nei, and the safety of these people would not be guaranteed either.
Why were Liao, Guan, Chu, and Pei brought here? It was precisely because these four people were all former bandit soldiers, and they regarded Lin Feng as a god. They were silenced by professionals. This was precisely to ensure that the scope of involvement was not expanded and the scope of involvement was reduced as much as possible.
Risk of exposure.
Lin Feng didn't go far. The little girl couldn't walk fast in the dark. Diao Chan held Lin Feng's arm tightly with both hands, almost closing her eyes and walking completely under his guidance.
Chu Yan caught up with Lin Feng in a hurry and lowered her voice and said: "My lord, everything goes well."
Lin Feng took the black cloak handed over by Chu Yan, fluttered it open in the wind and wrapped Diao Chan tightly from head to toe, looking up to the sky and letting out a long sigh.
"Let's go home."
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The moment Lin Feng stepped out of the palace gate, he felt a long-lost sense of relaxation.
The system gave two tasks one after another, one of which was a special task that could not be deduced, which made Lin Feng always in a state of tension in the past few months. He stretched the strings to the tightest every day, for fear that he had not thought of any link well and caused the task to appear.
deviation.
No need to be afraid now.
The most beautiful woman in the Three Kingdoms, no, actually she should be called the most beautiful woman, Diao Chan, was in his arms. All the insiders in the palace were wiped out by the four gangsters, and the matter came to an end.
At most, in the future, the palace manager discovered that several palace maids and young eunuchs were missing during the night of bloodshed in the capital.
The imperial guards secretly kidnapped or killed her, it didn't matter, the most indispensable thing in the palace was the maids and eunuchs.
Lin Feng climbed onto the horse with Diao Chan, hugged Diao Chan's big cloak to his chest, tapped the horse's body with his knees, the horse turned from stillness, and gradually accelerated in the trot.
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Once in
Lin Feng at the gate of the mansion saw two sad faces.
Xun Yu and Xi Zhicai were like two resentful women who were dissatisfied with their desires, looking longingly at Lin Feng's return.
"Lord, you...you really make me mad."
Xun Yu is possessed by a dramatist, embodying the sorrow of the eldest woman.
"What do you want me to say? Didn't we already agree not to attack the palace no matter what? Why did the general fail to attack the palace in the end, but you, my lord, took the lead?"
Xi Zhicai, who also graduated from Nortel, showed off the pathos of a mistress while playing the side drum.
Lin Feng had to put on a wry smile: "Gentlemen, don't be impatient. Let Feng explain the matter in detail."
After narrating the incident in full, Lin Feng stared at Xun Yu, wanting to hear the opinion of this strategic master.
Xun Yu pondered for a moment, shook his head slightly and said: "My lord, I feel that there is a key link missing in your statement. Some things are not easy to explain clearly."
Cold sweat suddenly broke out on Lin Feng's back. Monsters with an intelligence value of 95 or above were all werewolves. If they didn't say a single punctuation when speaking, they might guess part of the truth.
In order to prevent Xun Yu from continuing to explore, Lin Feng hurriedly raised a new issue.
“Mr.
Don't waste your time if you're obscene and underdeveloped.
In the early stage of developing the Six-Character Mantra, Lin Feng was very tired recently in Luoyang, not physically, but mentally.
I was thinking that it would be better to go back to Beihai and stay more comfortable anyway.
Xun Yu frowned when he heard Lin Feng's words.
Xi Zhicai sighed deeply from the side: "My lord, this is not the first time that Zhicai has heard your idea of leaving the capital. It's just that I have never figured out what is so bad about the capital that forces my lord to hate it so much?"
Xun Yu also fixed his gaze on Lin Feng, waiting for him to give an explanation.
Lin Feng took a deep breath, and then spit it out heavily: "Oh, I don't know how to tell you, it's probably just a feeling."
He raised his head and looked at his two military advisors. Xun Yu and Xi Zhicai were both calm and steady in character. They were not in a hurry to talk to each other, but still looked at Lin Feng intently.
Seeing that he could no longer hide it, Lin Feng gritted his teeth and simply told the truth.
"Let's put it this way, I am not optimistic about the prospects of the Han dynasty today. The scribes group in the DPRK and China seems to be huge but it is like a loose sand. It is unable to check and balance the warrior group, and it is also controlled by the eunuch group. However, there are many factions in the warrior group, and the Zhonglang General
The Imperial Household Family has grown old, and the General Palace Family and the Xiyuan Family are now on a par with each other. There will definitely be an injury between the two in the future. If there is a powerful local tycoon at that time, he proposes to protect the royal family.
When troops enter the capital, it will inevitably lead to a situation where the master is weak and the servants are strong.
By then, our country, which has been in the Han Dynasty for four hundred years, will be in danger."
Lin Feng's words made Xun Yu and Xi Zhicai's eyes light up at the same time.
The two of them had long seen that what Lin Feng said on weekdays was not full of details. They had just heard Lin Feng express his true feelings and clapped their hands together in praise.
It is true that the authority of the Han Dynasty gradually declined, but there was no one in the civil and military dynasties who could see it in such detail as Lin Feng.
Now that the words have been spoken, the three of them relaxed their minds and continued talking deeper and deeper into the alley. Their heads got closer and closer, and their voices became lower and lower.
It wasn't until a hint of fish belly white appeared in the east that the three of them ordered their servants to serve food and wine. After a storm, the three of them went back to their rooms to rest.
Lin Feng, who returned to the room in a daze, half-closed his eyes and fought on the battlefield for half the night. When he came back, he conspired with Xun Yu and Zhicai for half the night. A man made of iron could not stand it, let alone a man made of flesh.
He took off his clothes and pants three by two and threw them aside, leaving only a pair of shorts. He couldn't wait to get on the bed and reached out to pull the quilt. Unexpectedly, he caught a handful of soft jade and warm fragrance, which made his ears scream.
One sound.
Lin Feng was so frightened that he suddenly woke up, and soon the lyrics of his own music sounded in his mind again.
"I am a fox who has been practicing for a thousand years, and I have been practicing for a thousand years of loneliness..."
Diao Chan should be in his room. She wanted to wait for him until it was too late, but the little girl couldn't bear it anymore, so she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Lin Feng came back in a hurry and didn't think much about it. The servants in the mansion didn't talk too much, so the two met for the second time and got into the same bed.
After a moment's hesitation, Lin Feng no longer suppressed himself. Diao Chan was already his wife. When he entered the game again, [Eight Beautiful Pictures] included Diao Chan. I couldn't take it away even if I came over, so why should I be reserved? Let's sleep with him in his arms.
Don't you think he smells good?
Diao Chan never resisted Lin Feng. Ever since she left the palace with this man, she knew that this man was everything in her future world.
Following Lin Feng's embrace, Diao Chan gently hugged Lin Feng's neck with her two soft arms, and breathed into her ear: "Hongchang met her husband today, and her heart is infinitely happy. I only ask for your mercy, don't do it."
This leaves no place for the tenderness of my daughter’s family to rest.”
Fragrance, all kinds of inexplicable aromas spread out from Diao Chan's body one by one, the orchid-like fragrance in the mouth, the mellow musk-like fragrance behind the neck and ears, the faint scent of frankincense under the armpits, under the navel... Lin Feng dug his head into the quilt
It's gone inside, but I didn't say what the fragrance is.
You taste it, you taste it carefully. Just taking a few glances at Diao Chan is like taking a lot of little blue pills. Brother Wei, what if you hug him?
So when the clouds stopped, the rain stopped, the wind subsided and the moon dispersed, the sun was already three poles high outside the window.
The little fox lay in Lin Feng's arms, sobbing softly. Lin Feng held the little beauty so proudly that he kept moving his hands under the quilt while gently kissing Diao Chan's delicate face that could be broken by a blow.