The Strongest Lu Bu's Sweeping Thousands of Armies

Chapter 168 Poems That Can Only Be Read in the Backyard
Diaochan stood by the pond, admiring the swimming fish.

Too focused, Lu Bu came behind, and the maids saluted one after another, but she didn't notice.

"Ma'am watching fish again?" Lu Bu put his arms around Diao Chan's waist, and Lu Bu's palm pressed down on the plumpness under her waist.

An important place was suddenly pinned down, and Diao Chan's body shook slightly.

She glanced sideways and was relieved when she saw that it was Lu Bu: "Husband scared my family to death."

"If you're in my arms, you should know it won't be someone else." Lu Bu said, "Aside from me, who else would dare to hold Madam's place?"

Diao Chan smiled lightly: "Why does Husband have the time to come to see my slave?"

"I came here specially to find you." Looking at the fish swimming in the pond together with her, Lu Bu said, "I fight and kill all day long, and only when I get home with you can I feel a moment of peace. .”

"It is a concubine's blessing to make my husband feel at peace." Diao Chan's tone was always soft.

"The bed is still being made, and it should be ready by night." Lu Bu said, "We can toss and turn on the bed tonight, and Madam shouldn't be so sore afterward."

"Thanks to my husband for having such a wonderful idea." The old couple, in front of Lu Bu, Diao Chan was not shy, she responded very calmly: "I just need to take good care of you at night."

"The bed actually has a name." He blinked evilly at Diao Chan twice, and Lu Bu actually showed a seemingly wretched smirk.

Knowing that he couldn't say anything good, Diao Chan followed his lead and asked, "I don't know what name my husband gave it?"

"A bed is a place to sleep, and a place for men and women to have fun." Lu Bu said in a low voice, "Its other name is to poke X shelves!"

Diao Chan couldn't help laughing: "How can my husband say such indecent words?"

"But who doesn't have the seven emotions and six desires in ordinary people?" Lu Bu smacked his lips twice: "Ya is for outsiders to see, behind others' backs, and what they do are all indecent things. Shit, fart, and sex between men and women, what? The same is elegant? You and I, husband and wife, do you have to carry it all day long?"

Diao Chan was speechless at Lv Bu's unreasonable reasoning.

She smiled slightly and snuggled into Lu Bu's arms.

Holding Diao Chan in his arms, Lu Bu said: "It's been a long time since I saw Madam singing and dancing, I wonder if I can see her beauty today?"

"My husband wants my concubine to sing and dance, but my concubine will not do so." Diao Chan told the maid: "Go and invite Madam Zhen."

"You sing and dance for me, what do you want Zhen Ji to do?" Diao Chan asked the maid to invite Zhen Mi, and Lu Bu asked in surprise.

"My concubine sings and dances with Zhen Ji playing the piano, don't my husband want to appreciate Zhen Ji's piano skills?" Diao Chan asked rhetorically.

Lu Bu nodded: "You are still thoughtful."

After a while, the maid led Zhen Mi to come.

The sun was only three poles high, and it was obvious that Zhen Mi had not been up for a long time.

She has lazy makeup and a little tiredness on her face.

Zhen Mi has the title of "Goddess of Luoshui" in later generations, and her beauty is definitely not inferior to that of Diao Chan.

Born in a wealthy family, she has been well-educated since she was a child, and her demeanor is somewhat better than Diao Chan's.

Zhen Mi, with lazy makeup and a trace of tiredness, has a slightly different charm from the previous glamorous.

When she came to Lu Bu's back house, she had never been paid much attention.

Lu Bu only went to see her when he thought of it occasionally.

Of course, he would stay with Zhen Mi from time to time, but he didn't care as much for this stunning beauty as he did for Diao Chan.

After all, nothing unforgettable happened between Zhen Mi and Lu Bu.

He and Diao Chan have experienced life and death, and experienced hardships together.

Coming in front of Lu Bu, Zhen Mi bowed and said, "I've seen my husband."

"I invite my wife to sing and dance, and she recommends you to play the piano for fun." Lu Bu replied, "I was thinking about it. The two beautiful women, who are beautiful and beautiful, are really beautiful. I don't know if you would like to play the piano for me. ?”

"My husband is willing to appreciate it, but my concubine is of course not willing to do anything!" Zhen Mi bowed her head in response.

"Get the Yaoqin!" Lu Bu ordered.

The maid brought the Yaoqin and set up a piano table by the pond.

Bowing to Lv Bu, Zhen Mi sat down beside Yaoqin.

After adjusting the tone, she nodded slowly to Diaochan.

"Let people seal up the place, and no one can come in." Lu Bu told the maid: "If there is something important, you can report it on your behalf!"

The maids dispersed one after another, leaving only him, Diao Chan, Zhen Mi, and two personal servants by the pond.

The sound of the piano flutters, and Diao Chan dances lightly.

He had never listened to the sound of Zhen Mi playing the qin, and while enjoying Diao Chan's singing and dancing, Lu Bu actually felt like he was floating into the sky.

The melody of the piano played by Zhen Mi was soft and soft, with a sense of prostitution.

What Diao Chan sang was also a Han Yuefu song as soft as flowing water.

"Wait a minute." Lu Bu interrupted them.

Zhen Mi stopped playing the piano, Diao Chan stopped singing and dancing, the two beauties looked at him in astonishment, they didn't know what made him feel uncomfortable.

"Conquering gold and iron horses in the world, men don't want to listen to this kind of rhythm." Lu Bu said, "I'm going to recite a poem, and you can change it."

He looked at Diao Chan: "Massive poetry must be accompanied by a song and dance with a lot of movement. Can Madam make up a dance on the spot?"

"For the sake of my husband, I can try it as a concubine!" Diao Chan was born as a dancer, and she is best at singing and dancing. It is not difficult for her to make up songs and dances on the spot.

Standing by the pond with his hands behind his back, many poems that have been passed down through the ages flashed through Lu Bu's mind.

Throughout the ages, Lu Bu has gone through all the poems he has an impression of in his mind.

There are quite a few majestic ones, but they contain the aura of an emperor, and they can make people's blood surge as if they were decided by one person.

After 2000, in his era, Mao Zedong's poems can be said to be unprecedented.

The imperial arrogance is unobstructed.

Lu Bu read casually: "The wind and rain turn yellow on Zhongshan, and millions of soldiers cross the great river. Tigers and dragons are better than the past, and the world is turned upside down and generous. It is better to use the remaining courage to chase the poor, not to be known as the overlord. If the sky has love, the sky will grow old. The road we have taken."

Diao Chan and Zhen Mi were stunned when a song of Qilu was exported.

Zhen Mi said softly: "My husband, this poem can only be recited in the back house. If it goes out to publicize it, I'm afraid it will cause infinite disaster."

"What?" Lu Bu asked, "What's wrong?"

"There are too many inadequacies." Zhen Mi replied: "Millions of heroes have crossed the river, turned the world upside down and generous, and should have the remaining courage to chase down the poor. You can't be famous for being a king. Every word reveals the great ambition of a husband. The concubine is afraid that spreading the word will prove the truth. Especially the last sentence, the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life, which faintly reveals the ambition of the husband to reverse the way of heaven. We are very happy to hear it, but others have heard it..."

"So what?" Lu Bu smiled indifferently: "Sooner or later, if you achieve greatness, you will become an enemy of the world. If you don't offend the whole world, what excuse do I have to subdue them?"

(End of this chapter)