Situ Wangyun's mansion is about to start a song and dance performance at this moment.
Lu Bu has been recuperating here for four days.
He knows very well that his body does not need to be recuperated at all.
The only reason why I stayed here was to take one more look at that woman and feel some of her tenderness.
At this time, the doctor had already checked his pulse.
His pulse was calm, vigorous and strong.
No matter how thick-skinned Lu Bu is, he has no reason to stay here anymore.
But before leaving, he was led by a maid, who said that Wang Yun had held a small banquet to see him off.
Wang Yun Lu Bu knew this person, but he didn't know why Wang Yun would host a banquet for him: Wang Yun had also come to visit him in the past few days, and it was just a polite conversation.
In addition, in the court, I and he were sometimes hostile.
It's very polite to say goodbye like this, why would you have a special banquet?
When they arrived at the hall, Lu Bu realized that he had thought wrong.
Wang Yun not only held a banquet, but also made it very elaborate.
It can be seen that it was carefully arranged in the afternoon.
Wang Yun, who had gray eyebrows but was in good spirits, came up to meet Lu Bu and said, "I wonder if the general is in good health?"
Wang Yun said with a smile, without any of the stiffness and stiffness in the palace.
These few days of contact made Wang Yunguo and Lu Bu somewhat familiar with each other, but such an affectionate performance still made Lu Bu a little flattered: "Situ Sir, thank you for your concern.
Your body has recovered.
Thank you, Sir Situ, for your concern."
After that, Wang Yun said some words about taking good care of the generals and taking care of their health, and then he led Lu Bu into the back hall and sat on him.
When things got here, Lu Bu felt a little nervous.
After all, in the late Han Dynasty, the status of scholars was very high, and Lu Bu himself was just a lowly warrior.
Not only that, Wang Yun was also a high-ranking official in the Han Dynasty and one of the three princes.
He also served as Shangshu Ling.
Lu Bu even remembered that Dong Zhuo moved the imperial court to Chang'an.
He stayed in Luoyang while fighting against the heroes.
Dong Zhuo also entrusted Wang Yun to handle all the affairs of Chang'an, and Wang Yun became Dong Zhuo's spokesperson in the court.
Power can be imagined.
It was really strange that Wang Yun put down his airs and took the initiative to chat with him.
From this, after Lu Bu took his seat, he continued to chat with Wang Yun for a few words, and then smiled at Wang Yun and said: "Lü Bu is a general in the prime minister's office, and Situ is a minister of the imperial court, why are we so respectful?"
Lu Bu deliberately said that he was a general in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
He also said that Wang Yun was a minister of the imperial court, which was a pre-statement of the current positions of both parties, but Wang Yun just smiled indifferently, already understanding what Lu Bu meant.
He replied: "There are no heroes in the world today, only generals.
Yun is not a respecter of the general's position, but respects his talent."
Lu Bu turned the wine bottle with an expression neither sad nor happy, and even seemed a little humble.
But his political career has been frustrated for many years.
He already understood Wang Yun's intention somewhat, but he didn't have Wang Yun's eloquence, so he could only wait and see what happened.
When Wang Yun saw Lu Bu's expression, he couldn't help but said further: "The general is suspicious.
There must be a reason.
But the general knows that Yun and the general are both from Bingzhou."
Lu Bu smiled in surprise, clasped his fists and replied: "Bu was a rough frontier soldier back then.
He only knew that there was a man in Bingzhou who was proficient in Confucian scriptures and good at riding horses and archery.
He was called Wang Zuo's talent by the famous people at that time.
But he didn't expect that he could not see Mount Tai. " "General, thank you for your praise.
We are hosting a banquet today.
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Yun also thought of the customs of his hometown, so he wanted to reminisce with the general about old times and anecdotes about his hometown."
After saying that, Wang Yun raised the wine bottle in his hand and saluted Lu Bu: "Please also invite general.
I don’t mind that the old wine is too thin, so drink this bottle to the fullest.”
"Thank you, sir."
Lu Bu drank heavily and seemed to agree with Wang Yun's statement.
Once you start with the first cup, the second and third cups will be much easier.
The topics between Wang Yun and Lü Bu gradually increased.
Wang Yun was also a Confucian general who could ride a horse and draw a bow.
He also had great ambitions to help the world.
He and Lü Bu gradually started talking happily.
The two of them cherished each other.
Naturally, the more wine they drank, the more they drank.
The more the wine tasted, and when the wine was half full, Wang Yun showed his boldness and stepped back.
The two of them toasted each other with cups in their hands, and they seemed to like each other very well.
"The general was injured, but it was my daughter who saved him.
Today, when I heard that the general was about to leave, I gave a special dance to the general.
I wonder if the general is willing to reward him."
After drinking another glass of wine, Wang Yun spoke as if he had just remembered something serious.
"The fairy's kindness is so great that Bu couldn't ask for it."
Lu Bu came here because he couldn't forget Diao Chan.
How could he refuse at this time?
After a while, the maid lit lamps and candles, making the back hall brighter and cleaner.
Diao Chan came here dressed in dancing clothes.
On the side of the back hall, all the teachers were sitting there at some point.
A sound of ding pulled Lu Bu's eyes away from Diao Chan.
Bending down, she took off her unsightly shoes with her slender hands, lifted up her long skirt and tied it in a loose knot around her waist.
When Diao Chan's crystal white bare feet stepped on the agarwood-colored carpet in the hall, she felt so strong and alluring.
The contrast between light and dark is breathtaking.
As you move slowly, the ingenious flower knots lightly create attractive waves with the swing of your waist.
Under the lifted skirt, a pair of slender legs are silhouetted against the wet sari. looming Just a few movements of his hand made Lu Bu forget to put down the wine bottle in his hand.
Seeing this, Diao Chan smiled sweetly in return, but out of the corner of her smile, she didn't know if she caught a glimpse of the carriage she shared with Ma Chao in Chang'an, and a hint of shyness appeared on her face.
Diao Chan didn't know what the man who had taken everything from her and told her everything was doing at this moment, but she knew that he must be in pain now, and fighting against Lu Bu, the best in the world, his injuries would definitely be serious.
At this time, Diao Chan's own heart was also very painful, because she finally embarked on a path that she would not avoid, a path that he said was destined to be tragic.
Can you escape?
Do you have the chance to escape?
No, maybe, the fate has already been decided in his mouth After everyone's eyes were fixed in the center of the field, Diao Chan sighed inwardly, then put on a more gentle look, and softly ordered her teacher: Play the national style.
Guofeng is a wonderful song.
The gentle and charming melody is accompanied by sonorous and powerful drums.
It is not harmonious, but it has a unique artistic conception.
It is usually a temple song used for sacrifices, but can it be used to accompany dances?
When the song started playing, Diao Chan suddenly raised her head and smiled lightly at everyone present.
What kind of smile is this?
Her eyebrows, her eyes, her slender hands and feet, her waist, her fingertips, and her tragically red cheeks all followed this smile.
Come alive Her dance, the dance of her life's destiny, began to dance.
I just don’t know if this dance will end once it starts As for Ma Chao in the Taishi Mansion, when he saw the gorgeous and graceful dance of Princess Yangzhai of the Han Dynasty, the appearance of another woman suddenly flashed in his eyes: That woman, Diao Changuan, who is in charge of the palace, must be no worse in dance than Liu Xiu, right?
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