The warriors were heroic and loved to drink spirits. Wang Yue entertained Ying Fei not with the fragrance of Ranran's tea, but with his treasured spirits.

"Peng."

The cork of the flask is pulled off, and a rich aroma of wine comes to the nose. Wang Yue carried the wine jug, filled the wine glasses one by one, then sat down, pushed the wine glass in front of Ying Fei, and said.

"Most of them come from afar, the more they are, the cold house is simple, only a bowl of coarse wine, please."

Hearing Wang Yue's self-humility, Ying Fei smiled slightly and said: "Why did Master Wang say this, the wine did not enter, but smelled its fragrance, the osmanthus flavor is strong, this should be the best in the wine."

"Master Wang, please."

With a light compliment, Ying Fei picked up the wine glass, raised it towards Wang Yue, and then raised both hands to drink the wine in the cup.

"Its color is cinnamon, and its taste is spicy."

After commenting, Ying Fei sighed towards Wang Yue and said: "It is worthy of the wine of an assassin, its fruit is like an assassin, fast as thunder, and extremely domineering."

Wang Yue was good at drinking, and when he heard Ying Fei's praise, a touch of pride flashed in his eyes, and he said.

"This wine, the more, ordered its name to say: male blood."

Wang Yue looked at Ying Fei, the color of memory on his face was heavy, and said: "Yue, at the age of eighteen, he went to Helan Mountain to kill the thief, and then walked the world, defeating the eighteen masters at that time."

"With the iron sword in hand, all the heroes of the world bow down. At the age of thirty, when he was established, he fought all over the world invincible. Known as the world's first swordsman. ”

"Cultivating one's self and cultivating one's nature, finding the ancient recipe, brewing this wine, and burying it deep in the ground for ten years, before it became the blood of this man."

Wang Yue's expression changed, and they fell into Ying Fei's eyes one by one. After a little thought, the emotion in his heart disappeared in an instant.

Looking at Wang Yue's eyes, they changed. Ying Fei's eyes flashed, stared at Wang Yue, and said: "The name of Wang Shi is heard all over the world, and Fei Fei is worshipped." However, Fei came here to invite Wang Shi to go out of the mountain and serve as the chief of the capital and the head of the whole army. ”

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was no such official position as the head of the sect. However, Wang Yue is a person with excellent swordsmanship, and the rest of his strengths are unknown, only in this way can he make the best use of his talents.

What's more, this position seems to be a high-ranking official, but it is not. In this way, it is more conducive to Ying Fei's control of the army and the iron sword dead soldiers.

"Uh."

Ying Fei's decisiveness made Wang Yue stunned. What he didn't expect was that before he finished speaking, Ying Fei made a decision.

"Haha......"

Looking at Wang Yue at this moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Ying Fei's mouth, and his eyes peeked at Wang Yue's self-presentation with memories.

"Master Wang, would you like it?"

The stunned look on Wang Yue's face had long since disappeared, his eyes flashed, he paused for a moment, and arched his hand towards Ying Fei, saying.

"Don't dare to ask for ears, but you can do what you want."

……

After Wang Yue was done, the two talked for a while, and after the guests and hosts were happy, Ying Fei got up and said goodbye and left.

……

It has been three days since Ying Fei arrived in Luoyang, and it is time to visit Cai Yong.

"Shia."

Shi A's footsteps were paused, and he headed towards Yingfei, and said.

"My lord."

Ying Fei's eyes narrowed, and she looked at Nanjie for a while, "Whew." Exhaled and said.

"Go to Cai's house."

"No."

Shi Ayingnuo then turned around.

Ying Fei's eyes flashed slightly, and she had a lot of thoughts. Cai Yong can be described as a grace to him, and he is not only Xu Shu's teacher, but also labeled as the protector of the capital. It stands to reason that Ying Fei should have visited him as soon as possible.

It's just that when Ying Fei thinks of Cai Yan, the impulse that rises in her heart will disappear as soon as possible.

In the past and present lives, Ying Fei has all nine tricks and one clue for feelings. For Cai Yan's feelings, he doesn't know how to deal with himself.

When she first set foot in Luoyang, Ying Fei had imagined marrying Cai Yan, so that her reputation would gradually rise in Shilin. Even when he was the protector of the capital, this idea did not change.

In the name of Cai Yong, it is enough to be of great help to its hegemony. And marrying Cai Yan will definitely tie Cai Yong to the chariot completely, and by the way, enrich the talents of Liangzhou.

It's just that the continuous war has greatly increased Yingfei's prestige. Especially after the extermination of Taiping Dao, it is even more prosperous.

At this moment, these Yingfei are not needed at all.

……

People are always so hypocritical, when you have nothing, you will be at peace with what happens. If it is developed, its mind will change greatly.

With strength, there is capital for choice. Ying Fei at this moment is like this. Marrying Cai Yan now is not enough to achieve the purpose of shaking Kyushu, it can only make it icing on the cake.

Ying Fei, who is very purposeful in doing things, has a trace of resistance at this moment. At the end of the Han Dynasty, Ying Fei never thought of marrying someone she loved.

Political marriages.

As the protector of the Western Regions and the lord of a land, this is his only choice. In this way, the benefits brought to Ying Fei by marrying Cai Yan are almost minimal.

The essence of a political marriage is a political transaction, a kind of control and bondage.

The two interests are tied to a chariot through marriage. Marrying anyone is the same, for Ying Fei, it is to maximize benefits.

In the middle of a hundred thoughts, Ying Fei and the two approached Cai's mansion, looking at the high gate with red walls and blue tiles, Ying Fei's eyes flashed, and he suppressed the mixed thoughts, and said.

"Send a post."

"No."

Cai Yong is different from Wang Yue, and his reputation is famous all over the world. The protégé and former officials, all over the world, are known as one of the three major Confucians in the late Han Dynasty. This time, Ying Fei was not reckless.

Bow to the post.

It's a kind of respect, but also a kind of etiquette. Now Ying Feigui is the protector of the Western Regions, and his every move must be in accordance with the Zhou ceremony.

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

……

As there was a knock on the door, the door of Cai's mansion opened a moment later.

"Squeak."

The door opened lightly, Cai An walked out of it, talked a few words with Shi A, and took the sticker in Shi A's hand.

"Dadu Protector, please wait for the time being, and go to report to the master."

"Hmm."

Nodding, Ying Fei was speechless. It's not that he looks down on Cai An, but this world is like this.

There is a clear hierarchy, and every class has its privileges. After going through so much, the edges and corners of Ying Fei's body have already been smoothed.

He knows that every circle has specific unspoken rules. Unless you have the self-confidence to break it with one go. Otherwise, the whole world must abide by it.

Even the unspoken rules are stricter than the laws.

……

"Master, most of the guards are here."

Standing outside the study, Cai An bowed and said. For Cai Yong, he did not dare to overstep in the slightest.

"Smack."

The bamboo slip in his hand fell, Cai Yong's expression changed, he walked out of the study, took the sticker from Cai An's hand, looked at it carefully, and said, "Open the middle door and go with the old man to greet him."

"No."

……

The news of Ying Fei's entry into Luoyang has already shaken the entire imperial city, and Cai Yong has heard of it. Originally, he didn't have to welcome it in person, but Yingfei is not as good as before, and he doesn't dare to slack off.

Two years is enough time for a lot to happen.