The super life extension system of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 130

High-spirited and imposing, the Taiwei, who was originally the head of the three princes, wants the wind to get the wind, and the rain to get the rain, but what about this moment?

Zhang Wen's face was pale and his spirits were low, as if he had aged several decades.

Having been involved in this power struggle for decades, knowing that power struggle is the most ruthless, everyone is only for profit, not for feelings, but being betrayed by the gentry, Zhang Wen is still sad.

"Your Majesty, the old minister is not feeling well. I want to go home and have a rest first. Please allow me."

The second younger brother lost his position as the commander of the Beigong, which is a shocking event for the Zhang family.At this time, Zhang Wen didn't have the mood to fight Guo Jia, so let's go back and clean up the mess.

"Lord Taiwei is a pillar of a man. You must not break down. You must have a good rest. Jian Shuo, help me send off Lord Taiwei."

Emperor Han Ling looked worried and sad, pretending that Guo Jia almost believed it.But the devil knows how happy he is.

Zhang Wen bowed and was about to leave, but Guo Jia expressed dissatisfaction.

The actor can only be mine!
"My lord!"

Guo Jia rushed towards Zhang Wen with a howl, and that posture scared the other courtiers around Zhang Wenwen, thinking that Guo Jia was going to hit someone.

Zhang Wen raised his arms to protect his face, he only hoped that Guo Jia would be a bit more righteous and beat people in the face.

Emperor Han Ling was also frightened, Zhang Wen has a grudge against you, but you can't hit someone in front of Sangong Jiuqing in this hall!You are too arrogant!

The rest of the people were even more stunned, some couldn't believe that this Guo Jia dared to be so lawless; If you are so arrogant, even His Majesty cannot save you.

However, the punching and kicking that everyone imagined did not appear, nor did the nose and face swell, but there was a scene that made women shy and men think more.

I saw Guo Jia hugged Zhang Wen's arm with both hands, and pressed it tightly to his face: "My lord, you must be safe. The big man without you is like losing a parasol, losing a safe haven, and losing Optimus Prime." ...You can't be bothered!"

Guo Jia had a runny nose and tears, and cried very sadly, like a son crying for his father, or a man crying for his boyfriend (uh, let’s just pretend that you haven’t seen it here, it’s purely written for a certain rotten girl).

Zhang Wen was frightened at first, but soon became moved.

Unexpectedly, when the Zhang family was suffering, those members of the family who called themselves brothers and sisters all day long betrayed, abandoned, and gloated.But Guo Jia, who has always been regarded as an enemy, cried so sadly.

Good man!Guo Jia is such a good person!
But why does it always feel weird? Why does Guo Jia look like he is crying in mourning?

Well, maybe he has too much affection, so he cried too sadly to feel like this, so I won't pursue it.

But one thing, can you stop wiping your snot and tears on the old man's sleeve?
The old man's clothes are newly cut, and how do you let the old man go out to meet people like this?

After all kinds of hardships and hardships, Zhang Wen finally pulled his arm out of Guo Jia's arms.

But the next sentence made him almost fall to the ground.

"Master Zhang, be careful when you go out and walk, be careful not to trip over stones and fall to your death; be careful when eating and drinking water, or you will choke to death; be more careful when sleeping, once you close your eyes and open them, it will be the next day, If you close it or not, it will be gone..."

Zhang Wen was coming to terms with it, Guo Jia was not reminding himself to be careful at all, but wishing that he would die accidentally!
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"Guo Jia, the old man has left, it's time for us to proceed."

Seeing Zhang Wen's back disappear, Kong Rong immediately attacked Guo Jia.

"Two of us?"

Guo Jia half-lyed on the bed, poured himself a glass of fine wine, and drank with Dian Wei.

It wasn't until the wine was finished that he looked at Kong Rong: "What's the matter between us? You are a celebrity in the court, and I am just a fortune teller; after you are a saint, I am an orphan without father and mother; no matter what happens between us It doesn't have anything to do with it, does it?"

It seemed that Guo Jia was laughing at himself, but his complacent expression of ignoring Kong Rong at all seemed like self-deprecating?

If it was someone else, Kong Rong would have been blown away immediately, but facing Guo Jia, he felt powerless.

The kid didn't care about his anger at all.

"Guo Fengxiao, aren't you afraid to accept my challenge?"

Why was the well-known Kong Rong so pitiful, begging others to accept the challenge and relying on aggressive methods?

"Afraid, what are you afraid of?" Guo Jia dismissed it.

"Seven steps into a poem!" Kong Rong replied loudly.

For this test, Kong Rong is very confident. He has lived for decades, and he has never seen anyone with this ability.

"Mr. Wenju, are you stupid?" Guo Jia finally called Mr. Wenju, but it sounded more like sarcasm.

"I'm stupid?" Kong Rong looked puzzled, how stupid was he?

The others present were even more puzzled. Poetry in seven steps is an absolute problem. How could Mr. Wenju, who can come up with such a problem, be a fool?

"What does seven steps have to do with writing poetry? I can walk seven steps in three breaths, or three months. Can I not write a poem in three months?"

"Uh!……"

Kong Rong was stunned, and the others present were even more stunned.

What Guo Jia said sounds fine and reasonable, but is it really so?
The "seven steps" in the seven-step poem does not mean walking seven steps, but the time it takes to walk seven steps quickly.

This is a popular way of playing among literati. At this moment, Kong Rong deeply doubted whether Guo Jia was from this dynasty, and he didn't even know this.

Forget it, Guo Jia graduated from Yingchuan College, how could he not know this?
He must be pretending not to know, trying to avoid the challenge.

snort!You are too immature to play such petty thoughts in front of me, Kong Rong.

"Guo Fengxiao, put away your little thoughts! In front of me, Zhang Wen doesn't have that ability, and you also don't have that ability."

Kong Rong said confidently, but he would never know how close he was to the correct answer at that moment just now.

Guo Jia is indeed not from this era.

"I don't have that ability? Let me tell you, what is a poem in seven steps? I can make a poem in four steps!" Guo Jia was furious, and he didn't even have a draft when he was bragging.

"..."

The audience was silent, looking at Guo Jia in disbelief, "I believe you are a ghost" was written in their eyes.

"Hahaha!..." Kong Rong laughed loudly: "Guo Fengxiao, cowhide is not based on bragging. If you have the ability to compose poems in four steps, I will give you all the property!"

"Hey-hey!……"

Guo Jia smiled, and finally heard what he wanted to hear.

(End of this chapter)