Martial Sage

"Finally waited for him." Zhang Luzhu was secretly happy.

In this Pingkangfang, how many wealthy people spent a lot of money and wanted to buy the top-brand Green Bead, but she was blocked by her. How can it be just a pile of money that can enter Zhang Luzhu's eyes?

"My son, I'll leave first." Wu Tong quit the room very interestingly, and Zhang's mother naturally arranged something more fun for him.

With a light swipe of his bare hand, Zhang Luzhu whispered the song "A Beautiful Woman in the North": A look at Qingrencheng. Then look at the country.

Ning doesn't know the allure of the city and the allure of the country. A beautiful woman is hard to find again.

The place of fireworks was so elegant, Tang Hao sat at the table, pouring a glass of wine, and tasting it carefully.

"Tang Hao, Tang Hao, do you still remember the woman of the Jin family who has been waiting for you in Goguryeo? Now you are the general of the town of Datang, two beautiful wives, how can you remember me as an lonely person?"

Thoughts rushed in his mind, but his subordinates were not chaotic. Zhang Luzhu was born as a swordsman, and the incense in the silver censer also wafted out of the exotic fragrance.

The two beautiful wives in the mansion are like two strange flowers blooming together. Outsiders see that Tang Hao has become a god, but the aristocratic woman, with her own delicate temperament, sometimes feels like the star of Nine Heavens.

As a man, Tang Hao would occasionally derail, but his own mind was still on his wife.

The Goguryeo woman in front of her is full of imagination under the fragrance, and she must be happy in her life. She is the general of Zhenguo, so why not be presumptuous?

Tang Hao raised his arm, nodded his side, and motioned for her to sit beside him.

"Yes, General." Zhang Luzhu swayed sitting beside Tang Hao, picked up the wine he had poured, and opened her lips lightly, which was very intoxicating.

"You remind me of a woman who fought in Goguryeo before." After a few glasses of fine wine, Tang Hao put his hand on the back of Zhang Luzhu's hand.

"She must be a royal princess?" Zhang Luzhu pretended.

"No, she is a cold-blooded killer." Tang Hao said, "You two have the same eyes, like dark night."

The smell of the incense of the food also entered Zhang Luzhu's breath, my God, this Tang Dynasty general still remembered himself, Zhang Luzhu's heart couldn't help but speed up.

Tang Hao leaned over and gently kissed Zhang Luzhu's cheek.

"General, I am a Qing 倌人." Zhang Luzhu paused.

Tang Hao straightened his clothes and returned to a serious look: "You think too much."

"The general is serious, and the little woman has unfortunately fallen into the fireworks field. It is an honor to meet the general. How can there be other fantasies?" Even though he said that, Zhang Luzhu's heart was ecstatic.

"Do you still sing other songs, except for folk songs?" Tang Hao drank a glass of wine.

"When I was picking platycodon with a bamboo basket when I was a child, I often sang a platycodon rhyme. Does the general want to listen?" Zhang Luzhu asked softly.

Tang Hao nodded and agreed.

"Platus grandiflorum, white bellflowers are all over the mountains..." Zhang Luzhu sang the folk songs he had when he was a child, as if he had returned to his flawless childhood, and Tang Hao on the side also remembered the peaceful years when Goguryeo was not at war.

"Do you have any plans in the future? Staying in Pingkangfang is not an issue, you are still so young." Tang Hao said in a deep tone.

"I never thought that I left my hometown and had no relatives. I can live in Lefang. It's already pretty good." Zhang Luzhu said, "At least better than a slave servant who washes clothes."

Tang Hao thoughtfully, there are so many businesses under his name, there are countless tea and wine cloths, and any store can't house a girl.

"The little girl talks too much, how can Liangchen's wine make the son's interest?" Zhang Luzhu said softly.

After a long silence, the fire in the room became more and more prosperous. Under the wine, Zhang Luzhu was also a little hot. He gently pulled down his shawl, and by chance, Tang Hao actually saw the sword wound on her shoulder.

Wouldn't it be such a coincidence? Tang Hao said, "Lv Zhu, give me Mu Xiao on the table."

Luzhu walked over slowly.

"Jin Jiao, your hairpin has fallen off." Tang Hao said subconsciously, watching her reaction.

"Really?" Zhang Luzhu directly bent down and searched for it on the ground. "Well, why didn't I see it?"

There is no doubt that Zhang Luzhu is Jin Jiao, and Jin Jiao is Zhang Luzhu in front of her. This Goguryeo woman has traveled all the way from her homeland to Chang'an.

Tang Hao was very surprised for a while, this is the unique strength and perseverance of a woman.

"Wait a minute, I am Zhang Luzhu, why did I agree to Jin Jiao?" Zhang Luzhu suddenly came back to her senses. It turned out that there is no way to hide liking someone.

"You still found out." Zhang Luzhu smiled relievedly, "I thought we would be separated from each other from now on, and never see each other again. I didn't expect that we could meet again at your place."

The people who meet will meet again, it depends on the fate of the two people. Since they meet, they can't let go easily. This Korean woman is determined to let go and take a gamble.

"In the most prosperous Pingkang of Datang, I am indeed the loneliest person, because without you." Zhang Luzhu looked indifferent.

"It's getting late, I'll leave first." Tang Hao finished his last glass of wine, "I won't let you stay in this place."

The door was closed and the man left. Will he come back after dawn? After tidying up the skirts, Zhang Luzhu put on makeup again, and there will be a noble person to serve in a while.

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