"Mr. Wang, you're late today~" A friend hurriedly welcomed him warmly.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and sift the big bowl of wine-"

Wang Qianhu (Li Licheng) held his chest straight, grabbed the clan of the clan with a domineering manner, and turned it to his eyes, glaring angrily, "Where is the boss's wife?"

"The boss is talking about business with the customer upstairs~"

Montage lens, gold-inlaid jade! @#￥%…&@#￥%……………It’s very “appetizing for the eyes” (I’m also helpless ╮(╯▽╰)╭!)

Lying on your side slightly, your shoulders shaking!

There were fine sweat beads flowing between the neck ~ the camera slowly slid down—

"Where do you think of me as...?" The voice is magnetic and gentle, "A touch of green, I don't sell myself when I open a store..."

The camera swept to the man.

A anxious man looked at Jin Xiangyu with sweat on his face.

"You~ I misread the wrong person..."

Jinyingyu (Qiu Shuzhen) is the gentleness of his head, his chin is gently turned, weak and gentle, just like Qin E who describes deep grief in the poem.

He wore a long jacket with a pipa sleeve and a long collar on his upper body, and a horse-faced skirt on his lower body. His waist was graceful and he could not hide his elegance.

Montage cross shot, in the lobby—

Wang Qianhu poured a large bowl of wine, which wetted the stubble and clothes on his chest, "Why don't you call your boss's wife to come down!"

"Sir, the boss's wife really has business to negotiate."

"I'm afraid I'm not going to be a slut on my face upstairs?" Someone took the initiative to joke, which instantly caused a burst of laughter.

The lens montage turns into the upstairs house.

"If you want it, you want it, and if you want it, leave, what is my place?"

Under the close-up, sweat beads slowly fell down, shattered into several petals—

The water droplets reflect the man's face.

In the bronze mirror next to it, you can see the face of Jinyingyu flickering.

"Do you want to get out of seclusion or people?"

"I want it all!"

Downstairs, Wang Qianhu pushed the guy away and walked towards the stairs, "Difficult to the point!"

In the room, Jin Xiangyu turned over and a few darts suddenly shot out, directly slashing the man's neck in front of him, swung his skirt and sat cross-legged.

"Hmph~ I'll send you out of seclusion for 100 taels, and I'll send you to the seclusion for 400 taels... How do you want me to make gold and jade?"

Dong!

There was a noise in the room upstairs.

"Grandma, you won't really...? Get out of here!"

Wang Qianhu was furious and walked upstairs, and the music suddenly became nervous.

Crunch ~

Just as Wang Qianhu was about to climb up the stairs, Jin Xiangyu walked down charmingly with her skirt.

"Shopkeeper, it's over so soon?" Someone teased.

"Bah! Are you still eating mutton? There is no place to go when there is fire, so you bachelors are suffocating to death!" Jin Xiangyu cursed fiercely.

"Then I borrow @#￥%*&…%￥%…it’s so popular——" the soldier said.

"Leak...!@#￥%...you%...size!"

If you don't say anything, your body will be empty.

"If I don't eat mutton, I'll just eat you-"

The camera is rotating downward, and at the same time, the camera is divided up and down, and the boss lady above is versatile and charming, circling around the guests.

The chef below (Wu Zhenyu) was chanting the messy white mouth and carrying the "green" that slid down the tunnel, and started! @#￥%...&!

The two shots are performed at the same time, giving the audience a great contradiction.

"Gee...Eat you @#￥%"

"Eat mine ~"

Before the other one was finished, the jar of stinging gold and jade smashed over with a jar of wine.

He also took off the arrest document from Wang Qianhu, looked at the avatar on it, and asked curiously: "Oh, is this little white-faced person who is it?"

"It's not useful to be a little bitchy, but it's more chewy to be a fat guy like me..."

Wang Qianhu smiled lewdly and said to the figure on the arrest document: "This arrest document was sent to the border from the East Factory, and the person above was Zhou Huaian, the commander of the light chariot!

"A touch of green head is worth five hundred taels?"

Jin Xiangyu's eyes rolled and shouted at the clerk, "Tell the kitchen's Diao Buyu to leave his pig's head when killing pigs!"

Just as each of them laughed, the drum beat was beating.

Four people pushed the door open and walked in.

The camera suddenly pushed closer, and it was Qiu Moyan disguised as a man!

The emerald of the green edge on his back and his eyes are like sharp arrows.

At this time, the Erhu drums were lit up according to the rhythm, revealing a trace of temptation, making people feel nervous involuntarily.

...

Under the cool breeze and strong sun, there are thousands of blades in the hills and valleys.

Flags swept across, and smoke rolled.

Under the camera, the horse's legs were kicked restlessly and he was breathing heavily between his nose.

"Taoshi!"

The horse was neighing, and a strong man turned over and got off the horse and knelt down, "The Ming Dynasty's peace talks official troops arrived at Yumen with their troops, and they will arrive at the Longmen Inn one day!"

The Ola Grand Master Yeshen (Deligeer) was majestic and sturdy, with a big bra and a round waist, and a thick beard circled around his mouth.

He was wearing a fat, narrow-sleeved brocade robe with no slits, tied with his waist, a knife and a scythe hanging around his waist, a high felt boot, and a black-brown conical hat.

He held the sword at his waist with his hands and sat down with a fat and strong horse.

A goshawk circled back and landed on the arm of the eagle holder beside him, and the other party muttered in a low voice.

Squint your eyes first.

"Please come up with Mr. Zhu—"

Buzz ~

The horn sounded.

A clean cloth robe was worn on her body, and the man with his hair was approaching with calm steps.

Under the lens.

A book was rolled up in his slender hands and placed between his legs, his steps were slow but steady.

"Mr. Zhu?"

Ye Xian turned over and got off the horse, but he didn't feel arrogant at all. Instead, he seemed very equal. "The territory of the Ming Dynasty is in front of him. I also fulfilled my promise and let you go home! This is God's will! It is also a gentleman friendship between you and me."

"Zhu always thought I was the treasure pot of the Grand Master who threatened the Ming Dynasty to make money!" The man's voice was open, but he lost his enthusiasm for scholars. Instead, it was plain and...realistic.

"Hahahaha~" Yexian laughed.

"Now that the Ming Dynasty has changed a lot, I hope Mr. Zhu can go back and have a good result! I hope that you and I will always unite and cultivate it for generations!" Ye Xian looked directly.

The lens slowly lifts up and reveals its appearance.

Zhu Qizhen (Wu Xiaozu) was wearing a robe, with a manuscript rolled up in his hand and gently placed it beside him, looking up at the thousands of miles of land in front of him.

His eyes were like torches, and there was the madness and ambition behind his dying struggle.

"Trial Master, Zhu just wants to survive..." Zhu Qizhen said lightly.

"No hurry~" Yexian smiled.

The wind swept the sand and dust, sweeping across the earth. The two of them stood on the high hills and looked at the Gobi Desert.

Different thoughts!
Chapter completed!