Turbulent Times Chapter 235: Wang Junlin lost his composure

Whether it is Wang Junlin's judgment from the old man Tianying or the information he learned from Sun Simiao, Mo Jiuhan should not be with Tian Xiangzi, the fourth-generation giant of the Mohist family, even according to Tianying Palace According to the old man Tianying, the date of Tian Xiangzi's birth is the date of Mo Jiuhan's death.

With thoughts flashing in his mind, Wang Junlin suppressed his doubts and looked at the old man supported by Mo Jiuhan. The old man was dressed in jet-black sackcloth, stepped on jet-black straw sandals, and wore a golden crown on his head , covered with ink-like black gemstones, it looks weird and mysterious.

From a distance, the old man has striking white hair, but when he gets closer, he may not be old, because his face is rosy and his skin is smooth, but the strange thing is that his eyes are cloudy, which is the kind of dying man. The turbidity of old people.

Apart from the fact that Niu Jinda's disappearance and Shen Guang's recent disappearance may have something to do with him last night, the other party was very polite, at least more polite than Skyhawk, who likes to greet guests with nine corpses. Palace is much better, and at the same time serious.

Wang Junlin naturally understood that it would be beneficial for him to treat each other with courtesy at this time, otherwise it might cause unnecessary trouble.

Two years of official life, especially these three months of life in the capital, has already trained Wang Junlin to be a feudal nobleman with distinct classes. Although he is not proficient in various etiquettes, he understands them all.

After the polite and meticulous meeting ceremony, Wang Junlin stepped on a purple carpet and was invited into the living room in the palace. Wang Junlin seemed to be meeting Mo Jiuhan for the first time, and did not show any signs of acquaintance. look.

Wang Junlin glanced around, and found that the palace built of some kind of black wood was actually assembled from ready-made wooden parts, which is similar to the prefab houses and complex models of later generations. Of course, the degree of difficulty And the complexity, the board room and the model are incomparable with this palace which covers an area of ​​two or three acres.

"This palace is amazingly crafted, very nice." Wang Junlin said sincerely.

Tian Xiangzi seemed to care a lot about Wang Junlin's praise, with a joyful smile on his face, he said, "But I think it's a little flashy, especially compared to the abacus invented by Qin Anhou. A palace is more of a plaything."

The two of them were talking, and Wang Junlin had already been taken to the living room. The two were divided into the guest of honor, and each sat behind the table. The four beautiful maids were like elves carrying various rare fruits and delicious food Put it on the table.

Tian Xiangzi bowed his hands to Wang Junlin and said: "Jane is the Marquis of Qin An, and the people outside have nothing to entertain. I have prepared some delicacies in a hurry. Marquis Qin An, please use it slowly."

Wang Junlin looked at the lychees, bananas, mangoes and other fruits in the south on the plate in front of him. Considering the speed of transportation in this era, he was really surprised. Since Wang Junlin arrived, his every move, every word Tian Xiangzi couldn't escape Tian Xiangzi's observation of the whole party, even the most subtle expressions. Seeing the change in Wang Junlin's expression at this time, Tian Xiangzi's eyes lit up and said, "Qin Anhou has seen these kinds of fruits before."

Wang Junlin felt that he had underestimated the abilities and methods of the so-called Mohists with these few fruits that are only found in the subtropical and tropical regions of the south, but he did not show the slightest bit, pointing out the names of the fruits one by one, and then When the light in Tian Xiangzi's cloudy eyes flickered again and again, he picked up a banana and peeled it skillfully, took a bite, and said lightly: "I haven't eaten it for a long time."

"Hehe, although these fruits are rare, they must not be in the eyes of Qin Anhou. The old man guesses that these fruits are just ordinary enjoyments for Qin Anhou?" Tian Xiangzi said suddenly with a slight smile.

"It's true, I have eaten these fruits since I was a child." Wang Junlin said honestly.

"I heard from Mo Jiu that Qin Anhou was not only able to invent abacus and other fetishes, but also knew the Spring and Autumn Sword Art. Is there such a thing?"

Wang Junlin ate a lychee skillfully, glanced at Mo Jiuhan, whose expression hadn't changed at all, and said, "That's right!"

Tian Xiangzi narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Does Hou know this thing?"

As soon as the words fell, Tian Xiangzi suddenly got up and carefully took out something from his arms.

After seeing this thing clearly, Wang Junlin felt as if he had seen a ghost, and couldn't keep calm any longer. He stood up suddenly, pointed at the thing in Tian Xiangzi's hand excitedly, and shouted: "You... ...How do you have this thing?"

At this moment, there was a strange and mysterious sound outside, just like the sound of mosquitoes flying. It is light, sharp and thin, but it still sounds very clear from such a far away place, as if it is close to you.

Tian Xiangzi's two thick eyebrows that seemed to be woven with silver thread suddenly frowned, and put the things in his hands back into his arms.

Wang Junlin was eager to know where the things in Tian Xiangzi's hands came from, but at this moment he was most worried that someone would disturb him, so he immediately asked him, "What's the matter?"

"It's okay, let's drink." Tian Xiangzi was talking, and when he picked up his glass to drink, he saw a person walking in from outside.

This person obviously just walked in, but it feels as if he walked in while dancing.

Because, this person's waist is like a snake, even more agile and soft than a snake, and better at twisting and twisting, as if it can be done casually.

Twisted from an angle no one could have imagined. Suddenly, it turned around from a place that no one could imagine. The twisted posture is weird, mysterious, and graceful, and it also carries a very primitive temptation.

In addition, this person's skin is like satin, but it does not have the dazzling luster of satin.

Its luster is soft and gentle, but it also has a kind of primitive allure.

This person's legs are straight and slender, and there is a kind of wild elasticity and rhythm in the movement of the muscles.

A rhyme that can make the heart of every man and woman beat.

Following this rhythm, this person walked into the Mo Palace living room with that inconceivable gesture. Wang Junlin felt his heart beat faster involuntarily.

While twisting and dancing, this person walked up to Tian Xiangzi and Wang Junlin, and first gave Wang Junlin a wink that could almost fascinate everyone. Then, with a pair of ten-fingered jade hands that sprung up like bamboo shoots, he placed an iron brocade box on Wang Junlin's desk.

Then he gave Wang Junlin another wink, and of course he did not forget to give Tian Xiangzi one.

His waist kept dancing.

"His waist is really soft." Wang Junlin actually felt that his mouth was a little dry.

PS: The fourth update is here, I feel like I’m going to be sleepy, I wrote this chapter in a nap, I’m asking for support and encouragement from fans and monthly tickets———