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Looking away from afar, a quiet and beautiful picture.

However, this is not the case, in the middle of summer nights, the air is still stagnant with the heat of the afternoon that has not yet faded, and when the wind blows, not only does it not bring half a minute of coolness, but the hot breath hits the face, but makes people feel bored.

Xi Ce sat alone on the lawn, with his hands behind his back, supporting his entire backward body, looking up at the night stars in the sky.

No one knew what was going on in this mediocre-looking but resourceful fellow.

"Xice, are you looking for me?" A slightly suspicious voice interrupted the reverie of the joke.

Xi Ce turned his butt around and tilted his head slightly.

In front of him was a young man in his early twenties, shirtless, sweat mixed with hair on his forehead, and six-pack abs with distinct water chestnuts were faintly visible in his half-open shirt. He held a clay bowl in his hand, facing the missing horn, and at the bottom was a white noodle soup covered with five or six pieces of jackal meat.

The daily diet of the wolf cavalry camp was much better than that of the other battalions, and the soldiers were never hungry, and they almost had meat at once. It's not that the old general favored the wolf cavalry camp and opened a small stove for them, but with the current strength of the wolf cavalry camp, those who fly in the sky and run on the ground, as long as they want to eat, how can they not get it.

For a long time, the men in the wolf riding camp have all been raised with their mouths.

Xi Ce brushed the ground with his sleeve and motioned for the young man in front of him to sit down and speak.

The young man squatted down, but did not sit down, not because he did not appreciate it, but because he felt that it was more comfortable to squat with his legs crossed like this. By squatting down, he stirred twice in the bowl with chopsticks, picked up a chopstick noodle, opened his mouth to hold it, and sucked it violently, and the noodles slid into his mouth like a loach.

Looking at the enjoyment on the face of the young man in front of him, Xi Ce also laughed: "It seems that you seem to have become accustomed to the life of the wolf riding camp. ”

"Hmph, that's not what you forced me to do, you and Lu Bu teamed up to trap me and trapped me in this wolf riding camp with some small means." The young man said with resentment, and whenever he thought of this, he would feel extremely depressed. He subconsciously spat and scolded in a low voice, 'What a fucking grievance'.

If he hadn't known the identity of the person in front of him in advance, Rao would not have been able to imagine that such a ruffian guy would be the grandson of Taiwei, one of the three dukes of the dignified Han Dynasty.

The ancients said that 'those who are close to Zhu are red, and those who are close to ink are black', which is probably the case.

Yang Ting followed the group of rough men in the wolf riding camp for more than half a month, and he had long forgotten the red tape of the sons of the family. What's more, he also thinks that when a man is alive, how can he live a cowering life, eating meat and drinking a lot of wine, which is the most gentleman's nature.

Seeing that the drama didn't open his mouth for a long time, Yang Ting was a little impatient, "Hey, are you looking for me just to talk to me about these things, if you have something to say, don't grind and chirp like a girl, I also asked Jiang Yin's kid to fight, I don't have time to talk to you here." ”

As if to prove the truth of what Yang Ting said, Jiang Jian over there also shouted twice to this side, making Yang Ting move faster.

After experiencing the battle of Gully Mountain, Yang Ting completely understood the fragility of life, even if he was the grandson of Taiwei, what about the future of brocade clothes and jade food? If it weren't for these men around him, who saved him again and again, regardless of his previous suspicions, I am afraid that now he has become a handful of loess on the mountain.

Xi Ce naturally didn't know these thoughts in Yang Ting's heart, and he asked seemingly casually: "What would you do if you fell in love with a girl?" ”

He knew a lot about the art of war, but he really couldn't figure it out about women's thoughts, and remembered how Yang Ting was a noble son of Luoyang before, and he should know a lot about men and women, so he specially asked for advice.

Yang Ting thought about the competition with Jiang Yin, but he didn't think much about it, and said very freely: "That's not easy, find a matchmaker, send a dowry, and marry the door." ”

If it were that simple, I would still need to ask you?

Xi Ce smiled bitterly in his heart, and he didn't bother to go around in circles with Yang Ting again, and asked straight to the point: "Then do you think that if Lu Bu proposes to the Yan family, there will be a chance." ”

Yang Ting, who had already handed the noodles to his mouth, was stunned for a moment, then took a bite into his mouth and chewed it, with disdain and disdain in his tone, and asked rhetorically with a frown: "Lu Bu wants to enter the Yan family and be a son-in-law?" ”

Without waiting for the joke to speak, Yang Ting continued: "The idea is okay, but I'm afraid that the Yan family won't look down on Lu Bu's mud-legged background." ”

The marriage of wealthy families has always been about the right family, and they attach great importance to the family backgrounds of both parties. But in reality, marrying is just a springboard to maximize the family's interests.

The so-called love, in the eyes of the family, is nothing more than a joke.

"I know all of what you said, but the general is now in danger and doesn't know it, only by marrying the Yan family can he get out of the abyss." Xi Ce shook his head helplessly, if Lu Bu wants to gain a firm foothold in the state at the moment, there is only one way to go.

At the beginning, Lu Bu stabbed Zheng Song's eldest son to death, and beheaded Zhang Yi's beloved nephew, the two of them already hated Lu Bu deeply, and they would not be able to give up. Once the Zhang family and the Zheng family really want to tear their faces and fight to the death, even if the old general has the heart to protect them, I am afraid it will be difficult to protect Lu Bu.

The Yan family is different, its financial power in the state is far beyond the reach of the other three, if it can get the support of the Yan family, the situation will be very different.

What's more, the joke can see that Lu Bu really has a heart on the Yan family's young lady.

can marry a beautiful lady and reverse the situation, this is definitely a profitable deal.

However, it is not easy for the Yan family to accept Lu Bu, who is from a humble background.

"Hey, Yang Ting, how long do you have left, and can you still fight?" Over there, Jiang Yin's urging voice came again.

Yang Ting swallowed the fat in his mouth, turned his head, and yelled in a thick voice: "You are in a hurry, look how Lao Tzu will beat you later!" ”

After scolding, Yang Ting turned his head back and said to Xi Ce: "I thought it was as strong as Lu Bu, and he had already broken off his feelings, but I didn't expect that he was also charmed by a woman now." ”

"But ......"

Yang Ting's voice changed, "This is not a dead game, as long as that Yan girl can be made to like Lu Bu, this game of chess may have a chance to turn the game."

"Do you have a way?" The joke asked, and the stars reflected in his eyes shone brightly.

Yang Ting saw that Xi Ce's question was urgent, but he was not so anxious in his heart, so he simply sat on the ground and raised the price: "Then you have to tell me first, if this thing is done, what benefits can I get." ”

Xi Ce seemed to have expected Yang Ting to ask this question, and opened his mouth to give a condition that Yang Ting couldn't refuse: "Didn't you want to leave the wolf riding camp from the beginning, if you can do this, I will give you back your freedom, how about it?" ”

Sure enough, when Yang Ting heard this condition, he immediately stretched out his hand and slapped the drama with him, as if he was afraid that if he was half a beat slower, the drama would regret it.

After clapping his hands, Yang Ting did not forget to add: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase!" ”

When he first entered the wolf riding camp, Yang Ting really couldn't stand such a low-level life, and felt that he was suffering every minute and every second, he had quietly absconded several times, but every time he didn't run far, he would be caught again, and then imprisoned for several days.

He also reported his name, saying that he was the grandson of the third prince, which was unspeakably expensive, but no one believed him, and even thought that he was suffering from madness, so he was full of nonsense.

"Yang Ting, are you cowardly, if you don't come again, I'll find someone else!" Jiang Jian over there was obviously impatient waiting.

"You fart, when did Lao Tzu coward! Wait, I'll come over and show you what I'm doing! ”

Yang Ting poured the remaining noodles in the bowl and the soup into his stomach together, drank it to the bottom, and ran over there after leaving the joke.

I don't know what kind of mood the old lady will feel when he learns that he has cultivated his precious grandson into this way, and whether he will regret handing him over to Lu Bu in the first place.

But Xi Ce didn't think much about it, he looked at Yang Ting, who was already 'ping pong, ping-pong' over there, and fell on his back on the lawn, the sky full of stars flowing in his eyes, and he suddenly smiled.

Maybe that's good.