Lu Bu's Ambition

Chapter 512 Yaowu

"Hehe~ Your majesty is so powerful that he even made the barbarians of the grassland come to congratulate you."

Sitting next to Lu Bu was the great Confucian Zheng Xuan, with a youthful face full of vigor and smiles.

"How dare~ How dare Bu take credit for it? If there were no soldiers of the three armies who would risk their lives, and the officials in the rear govern the world to prepare supplies and grass, how would Bu be where he is today."

For Zheng Xuan, a great Confucian scholar, Lu Bu admired him from the bottom of his heart. Eyes are the windows to the soul. Through Lu Bu's sincere eyes, Zheng Xuan nodded barbarously.

"The world is in chaos, and the princes are rising, but it has to be said that the king fought last year, completely demonstrating the prestige of the Han family, and the dignity of our descendants of Yan and Huang."

Zheng Xuan didn't flatter the slightest when he said this, it was also from the bottom of his heart.

Although Lu Bu was respectful, his aura was too strong, but in the eyes of everyone, it was another scene.

Lu Bu turned sideways, as if listening to what Zheng Xuan said, and responded with a chuckle from time to time.

After looking at the eyes of the civil and military people, Lu Bu chuckled lightly, pointed at the crowd and said softly to Zheng Xuan: "Sir, let's continue talking, I'm afraid others will be in a hurry."

After a reminder, Zheng Xuan looked back in a daze, and saw countless civil servants holding wine bottles and talking to each other, but they kept looking at them.

After a sudden smile, Zheng Xuan waved his hands again and again, "I didn't expect someone to value an old man."

After seeing the king finished talking with Zheng Xuan, the civil servants rushed forward for fear that Zheng Xuan would fall.

"Hehe~"

The prestige of Zheng Xuan, the great Confucian of the day, was not blown out, even the counselors and civil servants who had already spread their reputation all over the world saluted modestly.

The hall was full of joy, whether it was from the grassland or the envoys from other princes, none of the envoys who were not open-eyed dared to disturb them today.

Lu Bu half-closed his eyes and looked at the joyful crowd, especially the forced smiles of the envoys from all walks of life, and the aggrieved looks of the barbarians on the grassland.

Secretly nodding to Dian Wei, Dian Wei, who had known it for a long time, nodded directly, waved his hands and shouted in a low voice: "Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Congratulations to the King~ Congratulations to the King~
All the officials followed the voice and shouted in unison, and at this time, the generals who had been prepared for a long time had their eyes shining brightly.

"Today's special sword dance, I wish the king~"

Wang Yue, who was wearing a black fine attire, shouted respectfully, and the rest of the people tactfully gave up their seats in the center of the hall.

The sword at the waist was drawn out, the cold light fluttered, the wonderful swordsmanship revealed bursts of murderous aura, and all the officials cheered with drinks.

After Wang Yue finished dancing the sword, the grassland barbarians couldn't bear the itch, and the messenger of the Mongolian tribe shouted: "Congratulations to King Wu from the Mongolian warriors in the grassland~"

After the two strong Mongolian warriors came out, they tore off their clothes, revealing their majestic bodies.

Two majestic men began to wrestle in the main hall, but the officials showed contempt, and put all the drinks in their hands on the desk, looking bored.

I thought it would make the Han people know about their grassland warriors, but I didn't expect this result. For a while, the Mongolian envoy's face was full of embarrassing smiles, and the other tribal envoys also secretly laughed.

Lu Bu, who was sitting on the king's chair, did not show contempt. Instead, he watched everyone's performance indifferently, but the others were not so polite.

"Warrior, it's just a child's play, it's really boring." One by one among the civil servants began to mutter dissatisfied.

"I still invite our generals to show the grassland barbarians what a warrior is!"

Although the civil servants were murmuring a bit, they were secretly observing their lord's expression. After finding that Lu Bu had no dissatisfaction, their voices became louder and louder, and finally they began to provoke the generals.

The words were so straightforward, Huang Zhong stroked his black beard, and under the coaxing of the generals, he put down the wine bottle with his left hand helplessly, clasped his fists with both hands and shouted loudly: "Who is willing to join Zhong to cheer for the king?"

"Haha~ Han Sheng's sword skills are superb, and he has always been known as the number one warrior under the king's command. Today, Liao is making a fool of himself."

Seeing that it was Zhang Liao who made the sound, everyone cheered excitedly. The two walked to the center one after another, and the guards handed over their weapons.

The Mongolian warriors who had just retreated were aggrieved. The rest of the tribes had shown their bravery, but after seeing Mongolia's embarrassing end, they all secretly stopped the actions of their subordinates.

In the center of the hall, Huang Zhong and Zhang Liao looked at each other and clasped their fists together. After shouting a word of love, they immediately put on a good-looking formation.

Both of them are sword wielders, and both of them are well-known generals under the command of King Wu.

clang~
In an instant, the two rushed forward, the long knives in their hands bumped into each other, fireworks splashed in all directions, and the two long knives danced vigorously, exuding the aura of a fierce general.

Seeing this scene, the princes' envoys secretly sweated, and the barbarian envoys were even more frightened.

"Excellent martial arts!" Sun Ce, excited by the sight, couldn't help shouting, his face was flushed, both of them are powerful fighters in the world.

But Cao Ang secretly whispered to the person behind him: "How are these two martial arts?"

"It's not a life-and-death battle, I can't see it, but I'm sure that the veteran general's martial arts is not weaker than General Xu Chu's under the lord's command, and Zhang Liao is not inferior to the two generals Xiahou."

After hearing this sentence, Cao Ang became even more cautious secretly, and kept looking at the civil and military people present.

Cao Ang and Sun Ce are close friends, they are almost close to each other, but there is a space between them, and they are the envoys of Tang Wang Li Yuan.

Sipping the fine wine lightly, he sneered disdainfully and said, "You dare to make a fool of yourself with such martial arts skills. Li Yuanba, the fourth son of my family's great king, can't lift a thousand catties with his hands."

After seeing this person shouting, Sun Ce's face was a little ugly. He was secretly considering what would happen if he fought against that veteran, but the other party's words were completely slapping him in the face. After all, he had just placed himself in the second place. People have a level of martial arts.

Dissatisfied, Sun Ce sneered, flicked his sleeves, raised his wine bottle and shouted loudly to Cao Ang: "I heard that Li Yuanba was photographed on the horse in the first round of King Wu, haha~"

Cao Ang was also quite helpless and raised his drunkenness. Seeing the fighting spirit between the two, he dared not offend anyone. Now that King Wu is so powerful, the next target in the Central Plains will be the first to bear the brunt of the Cao family, and no one dares to offend.

And Zhang Liao and Huang Zhong, who were competing in martial arts, also heard the conversation between the two, and they couldn't help but look a little ugly.

After Zhang Liao saw the angry look on Huang Zhong's face, he quickly retreated with a feint, cupped his fists and said with a smile: "Thank you General Huang for your mercy, Liao is indeed not the general's opponent."

Huang Zhong, who was a little dissatisfied at first, winked at Zhang Liao's sudden appearance, and immediately understood the understanding between the warriors, and his face showed a look of surprise.

Clasping his fists, Huang Zhong waved his hands with a smile and sighed: "I'm old, Zhong's martial arts are just a compliment from my colleagues."

The two retreated amicably. The clash of weapons between the two was indeed wonderful. Unfortunately, there was one fly in the ointment, that is, the nature of the performance was greater than the actual combat, so those who knew how to watch secretly found it boring, because everyone knew it was Just for fun.

　My favorite brother, I hope to support it~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)