Chapter 841: God, the master is rude
At this time, Yu Jiangli was like the reaction of Marquis Xuan Ping when he was vomiting blood, the only difference was that he hadn't spit out the blood.
To say that Nan Yuan wrote any excessive content in this letter, there is actually nothing.
He simply mentioned the words that Yu Jiangli had promised him in this letter.
For example, serving tea is far from repaying his life-saving grace. As long as it is what he wants, Yu Jiangli will do his best to help him achieve what he wants.
For another example, whenever he needs Yu Jiangli, Yu Jiangli will definitely appear by his side as soon as possible.
Immediately afterwards, Nan Yuan kindly pointed out the current distance between the two, implying that if they hurry up, they would be able to reach him in half a day.
Furthermore, Nan Yuan caredly asked Yu Jiangli if the wounds on his body were healed, and also mentioned how precious his medicine was. It was an elixir that he was reluctant to use, but he saw that Yu Jiangli was covered in wounds that day. , he couldn't bear it, so he wiped the elixir all over Yu Jiangli (of course, this is nonsense).
If you don't know that Yun Wuya is Wei Lian, at this time, Yu Jiangli will be grateful to Dade when he sees this place. After all, this medicine is as precious as Wei Lian said.
But at this time, Yu Jiangli was absolutely certain that Wei Lian had long known what the effect would be after wiping the potion.
Wei Lian was clearly trying to trick him on purpose!
What's even more irritating is that at the back of the letter, there are a few sentences that were written back and forth three times, for fear that he would be blind and invisible—
On that day, Brother Yu patted his chest and promised: As long as it does not violate morality, he can do anything. You can do anything as long as it doesn't violate morals. You can do anything as long as it doesn't violate morals.
On that day, Brother Yu made a sincere wish to me: If there is a chance in the future, you would like to abandon your previous hatred with me, sit down calmly, and have a good chat with me. If there is a chance in the future, you want to be with me...
After writing a large paragraph three times, a sentence followed: I heard your wish, and now the opportunity has come, I, Wei Lian, invite you to talk, does Brother Yu have the courage to come to the appointment?
If you don't come, it's okay, I'll assume that what you said in the past is what you once let out. My top-grade elixir should also be given to you for free, after all, I am a generous person.
The letter was slapped on the table by Yu Jiangli in a rage, but his eyes couldn't help but glance over again, his eyes fell on the last sentence, and he read it again and again.
Then, a handsome face became more and more distorted, and a vulgar word blurted out, "You are generous, you are generous!"
Du An, who had settled the envoy, heard this fart just after turning back, and was so frightened that he almost let out a fart.
fart?
OMG!
He has followed the master for so long, and he understands the master's personality very well. Because he was taught by Mr. Yu himself when he was a child, and influenced by the family style of the Yu family, the master's temperament is far better than ordinary people, and his appearance is also extraordinary, it is a perfect How could a person floating in the sky say such vulgar words as fart?
Could it be that he was hallucinating just now?
"Master, you just said a... fart?" Du An was so curious that he couldn't help asking his soul.
Yu Jiangli glared at him, and the sparks in his eyes jumped out again in an instant.
Du An swallowed his saliva and asked, "Master, but Wei Lian, the villain, insulted Master in the letter? Master doesn't need to be angry, just write the letter and scold him back. If Master doesn't swear, you can hire someone to write it for you."
Yu Jiangli didn't want to talk about this anymore, rubbed his brows, and said to him, "Du An, you go down."
Du An was a little worried, "Master, if you're in a bad mood, don't hold back. Wouldn't it be better for Master to treat me as Wei Lian and scold me a few words?"
When Yu Jiangli heard the word Wei Lian, his chest was blocked, and he looked at Du An with a sullen look, "Yes, then can I treat you as Wei Lian and take your dog directly. Life?"
Du An suddenly laughed dryly, "Isn't that possible? Just by looking at this subordinate's face, I know that it is impossible for him to replace Wei Lian. Although that person has a lot of heart, he looks so handsome."
"Get out of here! This king wants to be alone for a while now!"
Duane was startled.
God, after the foul language, Ye started yelling?
Although he was worried about the master, Du An felt that it was better not to touch the master at this time.
So, he resolutely rolled away, leaving Yu Jiangli alone to continue sulking inside.
As for why Du An was sure that the master was sulking, it was because when his father was not at war, he was beautiful and elegant, and there would never be such childish behavior as smashing things.
However, as soon as Duan's firm idea came to his head, he heard a crackling sound inside, as if something fell to the ground.
It is very likely that they are the two most treasured military books in my life.
Duane clicked his tongue.
The master who can collapse his family Taishan to the front without changing his color, and the elk flourishing to the left without blinking his eyes is so angry, this Wei Lian is a talent!
The next day, after Du An entered the tent, he found that the ornaments inside were exactly the same as when he left, and he couldn't help but be surprised.
If he hadn't made sure that his ears were fine, he would probably have wondered if the crackling sound he had heard yesterday was a hallucination.
but--
The master didn't call anyone in to clean up this night, this...
Du An's eyes couldn't help but glance at the two neat shelves of books beside the desk, and a picture suddenly appeared in his mind: the master of his family, who was indifferent to emotion and anger, bent down with a stern face, or even pouted. Sighing on his butt, he picked up the books on the ground one by one and put them back in their original places.
These books are not dusty at all, maybe the master wiped them with his sleeves before putting them back.
At this time, Du An looked at his master again, and compared to the out-of-control roar last night, he had returned to normal, that is, there were blue and black eyes, bloodshot eyes, and at first glance, he hadn't slept all night...
However, a mere letter made the master toss and turn and couldn't sleep peacefully. Du An once again sighed, that Wei Lian's servant could have this ability.
Wei Lian never gave them a birthday in the stockade, and now he doesn't give them a birthday.
"Du'an, let everyone talk to me in the camp in half an hour. I have to arrange some things."
"This subordinate will send the letter." Du An was so knowledgeable that he didn't ask anything.
When the soldiers in Xiliang learned that their lord was going to the Wei army camp for a banquet, they were all dumbfounded.
After returning to God, everyone shouted that they could not go.
"Wei Lian invited the lord to be a guest with no good intentions at all. This is a feast for the family! When the lord is trapped, Xiliang will be in danger!"
"A country can't be without a ruler for a day, and Xiliang can't be without a lord for a day! Lord, think twice!"
Although it was the people of Li and the people who fought bitterly between the two sides, there was absolutely no reason to surrender Xiliang.
A reckless general was so angry that he drew his sword and wanted to kill the Dachi ambassador.
However, no matter how the people discouraged them, their masters were determined to take this trip, as if they had fallen into evil.
"My lord, at least bring an elite soldier!" his confidant subordinates advised.
Yu Jiangli said: "No need, if it is a Hongmen banquet, it will be inconvenient to have a lot of people. It is enough for this king to bring Du An alone."
Duan: This is obviously an act of rushing to die. The master only took him with him. He was really touched.