"Ha ha, the old man didn’t care too much about me because I’m not a Han Chinese," Lu Bu replied.
The old man seems that Ding Yuan really has no place in Lu Bu’s heart.
Foreign officials who enter Beijing are usually arranged in the official post. If the official post is full, they can pay for it themselves.
Lyu3 bu4 marched ahead and Feng Zhang followed behind him. All soldiers passing by Bing kept marching and saluting, "My Lord!" That look is absolutely from the heart respect.
It seems that except Ding Yuan, everyone agrees with and admires this newly recognized eldest brother.
On the second floor, a wing, Lu Bu, stopped at the door, though his mouth was still rude and shouted, "What a woman! I’m back. I recognized a brother today. Come on! " But gently knocked on the door.
Feng Zhang saw in his eyes that Lu Bu still loved his wife. It was a trivial detail to knock on the door gently, but even the well-read students mostly kicked their wife’s door with a bang when they came home. At that time, the Han people didn’t respect women very much, let alone their wife’s inferiority. They were suspicious in front of people who felt closest to them.
That door is so thin for Lu Bu that it can be easily destroyed with a finger. A dozen women with plain makeup are about twenty years old, but at first glance, they feel like that kind of virtuous housewife.
There was a hint of joy in the sound of "I’m going back first" and then I looked at Feng Zhang generously and pulled out a little smile at the corner of my mouth. "I’ve seen my uncle!"
It seems that she should be a Han Chinese woman. She probably grew up with someone who doesn’t pay attention to secular etiquette like Lu Bu. She didn’t salute, but her knees were slightly bent.
Feng Zhang was busy with a deep ceremony. "Feng Zhang has seen her sister-in-law!"
Lyu3 bu4 watched some dissatisfaction and said, "They are all members of the family, but they still come here. My second brother quickly joined me for a few drinks."
At that time, it was quite intimate for outsiders to see themselves as soon as possible. Remember that Lu Bu let Liu Bei see his wife and daughter. Unfortunately, this guy who made him feel like an acquaintance said a word in the White House and died.
Lyu3 bu4 took Feng Zhang straight into the table and sat down and pointed to the woman "This is my wife Yan’s family" and pointed to Feng Zhang and said "This is my second brother Feng Zhang today". He didn’t say anything about Qiu’s class. Probably, in his opinion, family background and official position are not important, but it is important to get along.
Yanshi literally rubbed his hands on the skirt corner of the plain skirt in front of him. "Uncle Fengxian, sit down and I’ll sell some good wine."
Feng Zhang was a considerate woman in the later generations. When a man heard this, he would get up and say, "I’ll just go." Look at the glow in front of him. Did Lyu3 bu4 say anything?
Two people have a crop without a crop of chatting and talking about martial arts. In a short time, Yan is holding a big jar of wine and carrying a food box. It seems that the jar of wine is quite heavy, and the whole body is seriously tilted to the side holding the wine.
Feng Zhang can recognize that the wine is "Don’t do it again" at a glance. A small "Zhang" engraved on the bottom of the altar is his own anti-counterfeiting mark.
"Please, sister-in-law!" Zhang Fengzheng is preparing to get up and pick up a Lu Bu. He jumped up early, put the things in Yan’s hand one by one, and then wiped a few drops of crystal sweat from her face with his sleeve robe.
Yan’s face showed a bright smile, and he did not hide his love for his husband in front of Feng Zhang. His eyes looked straight at Lu Bu and a shining spring made Feng Zhang feel warm in his heart.
Is this the suffering couple of Snyder? Is love I don’t know if Diao Chan will be the same in the future?
Yanshi himself sat at the table and poured wine for two people. Clever first raised the wine bottle and wished "I wish uncle Fengxian friendship forever". The cuffs covered their faces and gulped it down.
Feng Zhang saw that there was a small patch on her cuff, and the needle mouth was very dense and neat. It seems that this Yan’s needlework is also a cook.
Besides, Lu Bu should be poor now, otherwise, how could he have wronged his woman?
Lyu3 bu4 laughed and looked at Feng Zhang at the wine bottle. He drank it in one breath before he drank it.
"Good wine! This is what men drink before. Compared with this, the wine is water mixed with some rice soup. "
Yan’s plain face was covered by this sudden fierce rush and gently coughed until the wine entered the intestine. "By the way, it’s not easy for you to have an appetite first. It’s not easy for this wine to be extremely expensive for three hundred gold. If it weren’t for me, the satrap’s adult relatives were afraid to wait until the sun."
Feng Zhang suddenly realized that "Feng forgot that this wine was made by Feng, but the eldest brother wanted to drink it, but he sent it to Puyang’ Xiaoyaoju’ shopkeeper as much as he wanted."
Lu Buxi exclaimed, "I don’t know if the second brother has such a thing. Do you know that my brother is addicted to alcohol and specially sent this brewing brother?"
Yan Shenguai said, "Feng Xian is talking nonsense again" and said to Feng Zhang, "Uncle, don’t take it for granted."
Feng Zhang busy way hinder "the younger brother eldest brother become sworn, first, because the elder brother martial arts is extraordinary, I want to find someone to help me fight, and second, because the front body is also straightforward, people are right to the appetite of the elder brother, and those tedious and virtual scenes are also very annoying."
Yan’s is to see Feng Zhang, if a teenager reads Lang, afraid that he doesn’t like his husband, so the world can’t accept his behavior. Seeing Feng Zhang say this, his experience seems to be similar to something. He also gives him a toast, which is also a light cough.
On the treetops, Lu Bu and Feng Zhang came out of the room, full of food and burping. Yan Shi was a bad drinker and had already gone to rest. Lu Bu put his hand on Feng Zhang’s shoulder, no matter whether he could stand the 1.9-meter-tall figure pressing on Zhang Fengshen.
The two men’s footsteps were vain, and they walked vacantly. Someone saw someone asking Lu Bu if he wanted to send someone to escort him and shake his hand, indicating that he wanted to walk by himself.
Lyu3 bu4 ah a face upwards with a sour wine burp Feng Zhang oblivious.
"Although I miss Lu Bu, I dare not say that you are no longer my opponent except brothers, but …" Lu Bu said here in a loud voice, as if he were venting his unwillingness and telling his own story. "The world is full of my humble Beowulf and mixed-race conference semifinals, and I can’t afford to have a brother." He said with a tight hoop on Feng Zhang’s shoulder and heard a crackling sound. Feng Zhang grinned and endured. "Not only did he not despise me, but he also wanted to be my brother, Lu Bu …"
