The next day.
It was dawn.
The first rays of sunlight had just illuminated the sky, and the peddlers had not yet left their homes.
The door of the Qin Mansion was knocked open by an uninvited guest.
"Junior brother, you really think you are a god!"
Wei Wuyin's face flushed, his expression was excited, and he was extremely thrilled.
He stared intently at the yawning and listless Qin Yuan, and said incessantly:
"Junior brother, how did you know that Pharmacist Li is a capable person and will definitely win a great victory?"
"Junior brother, how did you know someone would come and burn the grain in the dark?"
"Junior brother, how dare you let him go off like this?"
"Junior brother, aren't you afraid that His Majesty will chop off your head?"
"Junior brother..."
For a while.
Wei Wuyin seemed to be the embodiment of a hundred thousand whys, his mouth was like a machine gun, without a pause, he asked a basket of questions all at once.
Qin Yuan yawned and stretched lazily, looking impatient:
"Brother, you woke me up so early in the morning, before it even got light, just for this?!"
"Yes, Junior Brother."
Wei Wuyin touched his head and smiled awkwardly:
"Junior brother, you have no idea how excited I was when I heard the news last night!"
"I couldn't sleep all night, so I just wanted to talk to someone..."
Qin Yuan held his forehead and shook his head repeatedly, speechless. "Brother, can't you go discuss this with Brother Chen..."
Wei Wuyin smiled innocently and muttered softly, "Old Chen has been very busy lately, he must be lacking sleep..."
Qin Yuan glared at him, his eyes like knives, as if he wanted to kill him, and said fiercely: "Damn it!"
"Brother, don't you know that disturbing someone's sweet dream is like killing their parents?"
Wei Wuyin seemed unaware of Qin Yuan's anger. He touched his head and smiled foolishly.
He said to himself:
"Pharmacist Li defeated three thousand with only eight hundred men, and only suffered a few hundred casualties himself. It's truly terrifying!"
"Such a fierce battle result, perhaps only the saints in the Martial Temple can achieve it."
"Junior brother, why do you trust him so much? If something goes wrong..."
"Junior brother..."
Wei Wuyin talked incessantly and eloquently, as if he had taken drugs. He was so high that he couldn't stop.
Qin Yuan has been overworked these days and is really sleepy.
I can’t even count how many fights my upper and lower eyelids have had.
The competition was in full swing.
Wei Wuyin kept talking in my ear, buzzing like a mosquito.
He is even more talkative and nagging than Tang Monk in the TV series.
It makes your blood pressure explode!
But this person is a good person.
Qin Yuan could only suppress his overwhelming anger and listen to his muttering.
I don’t know how long he kept chattering.
Wei Wuyin's words finally came to light and turned into one last question.
"Junior brother, aren't you worried that if something unexpected happens, His Majesty will investigate?"
Pursue?
What the hell is there to pursue?
Don’t you see who my father-in-law is?
Ming Tower of Emperor Wenzong of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
His disciples are spread all over the Great Zhou.
If I lose the fight, will this stupid woman have the time to blame me?
It's finally quiet.
Qin Yuan perked up, "Brother, are you done talking?"
Wei Wuyin nodded, "Yeah."
Qin Yuan had a blank expression on his face. "Then, see the guest off."
Wei Wuyin seemed to be holding back something, his face flushed red, "Okay, Junior Brother, I'll go first."
We didn’t walk far.
Wei Wuyin suddenly turned around and looked at the drowsy Qin Yuan.
He said slowly, "Junior brother, it's getting late. It's time to report to the government office."
The words fell.
He disappeared in a flash.
Qin Yuan shuddered and woke up.
wipe!
This guy did it on purpose!
Wei Wuyin, just wait and see how I’m going to deal with you!
…
Prince Qin's Palace.
"waste!"
Snap——
A piece of imperial celadon tributed from Jiangnan was smashed to pieces. This piece of celadon was priceless and could support three thousand elite soldiers for a year.
King Yan Cetian of Qin cursed loudly: "Jia Renlu is such a fool. He has 3,000 men and horses, and has the best timing, location, and people, but he was defeated by a little-known Pharmacist Li..."
"You're so damn high up there, is it really that hard to hold onto Luofengpo? You're such a fucking loser!"
Next one.
The black-robed scholar stood up and advised, "Your Highness, why are you so angry? There's still a long way to go. This is just a small victory. There are still millions of refugees outside Jingzhou City. Why worry about a major event?"
The scholar was named Ji Dongming. He was Yan Cetian's aide and had followed him for more than ten years.
After Yan Cetian finished his temper, he sat back in the main seat, raised his hand to stroke his beard and said, "Of course I understand what Dongming means. I feel sorry for those 1,000 elite soldiers."
"They are all the Shu men who followed me through life and death in the desert, surviving hundreds of battles!"
Yan Cetian sighed, "Alas——"
Such a godsend opportunity, but it was missed.
This little girl has been very active recently, coming up with all kinds of clever ideas.
Yan Cetian was worried: "There's Zhang Jiangling in front and Li Yaoshi in the back. How many capable people are there under this tyrant?"
Ji Dongming said in a clear voice: "Your Highness can rest assured."
“A wise bird chooses a tree to roost in, a wise minister chooses a master to serve. Who would be willing to serve under a tyrant?”
"Pharmacist Li may have some abilities, but ultimately, Jia Renlu underestimated the enemy. What is there to fear when he lines up to fight the enemy one day?"
As he spoke, he drew a folding fan from his waist and said cheerfully:
"Your Highness, there are still millions of disaster victims outside Jingzhou City. When winter comes, life will be difficult..."
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