Pei Man Xilou made a formal salute, squinted his eyes and smiled, "Which yamen does your excellency Xu work in?"
Xu Xinnian responded politely, "Hanlin Academy."
"The imperial court of Daibun sent a seventh-rank official to receive us?"
A sneer came from behind Pei Man Xilou, a young man with a feminine temperament and vertical pupils said discontentedly.
"Who are you?" Xu Xinnian asked.
The feminine temperament of the young man with vertical pupils raised his chin and was about to speak, but he heard Xu Xinnian said, "Oh, I forgot, you are not a human."
The young man with vertical pupils was irritated by his cold and sarcastic tone and snorted, "I have the bloodline of ancient gods and devils. How can you mortals compare to me?"
"Then why don't you go to heaven? Why do you stay in the mortal world? "Xu Xinnian was surprised.
"You …"
The young man with vertical pupils turned red and stared at him fiercely. Someone in the north dared to talk to him like this, now he was a delicacy in his stomach.
"Xuan Yin, don't be rude."
Pei Man Xilou squinted his eyes and smiled, "Xuan Yin is the bloodline of the great demon Zhujiu. He is used to being arrogant. Your excellency Xu scolded him well. He really needs to be taught a lesson."
Being glanced at by Pei Man Xilou, the young man with vertical pupils was silent.
"Although your excellency Xu's official position is not high, he is indeed the noblest among the nobles. Hanlin Academy is only entered by top scholars. How can you, an evil creature, compare to it. "
Pei Man Xilou flattered and said, "I am Pei Man Xilou."
I didn't scold him. If I wanted to scold him, you can only enter the capital tomorrow … Xu Xinnian nodded.
Huang Xianer smiled slyly and turned her eyes to Xu Xinnian. The first character of the Pei family of the White Head Tribe was the same as the surname Pei of the Central Plains. Most people of the Central Plains would mistake the Pei family for the Pei family.
She was looking forward to seeing this young Daibun official confuse the surname and embarrass himself. She would take the opportunity to show her gentle side and seduce the young official.
Xu Xinnian nodded, "Messenger Pei Man, I will take you to the station to rest."
Huang Xianer was a little disappointed. This young Great Consecration official had some real ability, which made it impossible for her to use her subsequent seduction.
Pei Man Xilou never thought that he would embarrass the noble officials of the Hanlin Academy. They rode on a horse and left the dock under the protection of two hundred soldiers of Daibun.
After passing through a few side streets, they finally arrived at the main road of the city. The scene in front of them left the Demonic Barbarian Envoys dumbfounded.
The street was unimaginably spacious, able to accommodate fifty cavalrymen galloping side by side. The houses on both sides of the street were arranged in a row, stretching as far as the eye could see. The signboards of the shops were fluttering in the wind.
This was the first time in their lives that they had ever seen such a beautiful scene.
Huang Xianer's soft eyes were blurred. She finally knew why her ancestors were so eager to go south to the Central Plains and seize this land.
But then, Huang Xianer realized that something was wrong. Both sides of the main road were full of people with baskets in their hands. There were vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, and even stones in the baskets.
Their faces were angry and their eyes were burning with hatred.
"Kill the demon barbarians!"
Someone roared and threw rotten eggs at the Demon and Barbarian envoys. It was like a fuse that had ignited gunpowder, causing a huge commotion.
"Kill the demon barbarians."
"Get out of the capital."
"…"
Vegetable leaves, rotten eggs, stones, stinky rice balls, and so on were thrown at the demon barbarians. Filth flew all over the sky.
The demon barbarians were impulsive and tyrannical. They couldn't stand provocation. They immediately bared their teeth and showed their anger.
"Your excellency Xu, the people of Daibun are very enthusiastic."
Pei Man Xi Lou stirred up his Qi, blocking the filth that came from both sides, and said with a smile.
Xu Xinnian faintly said: "Yes, I'm afraid you won't have enough to eat."
Pei Man Xilou choked and didn't know how to respond for a moment.
It was normal for demons and barbarians to plunder the borders. Wasn't it just for food?
Huang Xianer frowned and was a little angry. Although she could use her Qi to block the filth thrown by the human people, such treatment was enough to make a clay figurine angry.
At this time, she heard Pei Man Xilou ask: "These people seem to take special care of your excellency Xu?"
Only then did Huang Xianer realize that when the surrounding people threw rotten eggs, they deliberately avoided this young official, but the accompanying soldiers of Daibun did not have the same treatment.
After this discovery, Huang Xianer squinted and observed for a while. She saw more details.
Not only did the people take care of him, they even paid special attention to him when throwing, and carefully avoided him.
The human people seemed to love him very much, and were afraid to hit him …
Huang Xianer looked at Xu Xinnian in surprise. She was very curious about him.
It was impossible for the human people to treat him like this because of his identity as a concubine. Perhaps he had another identity? And it was an identity that the human people knew … Pei Man Xilou narrowed his eyes and guessed.
Xu Xinnian chuckled. "They are not taking care of me, they are taking care of the sign hanging on the horse."
Sign?
Huang Xianer was stunned. She and Pei Man Xilou realized that there was a wooden sign hanging on the horse's neck.
Xu Xinnian leaned over and took off the sign, showing it to the two.
There were five words written on the sign: Xu Yinluo's younger brother.
Xu Yinluo's younger brother?! Huang Xianer's voice was soft, as if she was acting coquettishly. "What does this mean?"
Pei Man Xilou's squinted eyes opened slightly, and he finally understood. "No wonder, no wonder! So your excellency Xu is the younger brother of Daibun's silver gong Xu Qi 'an. "
The Hoary Head Tribe had a secret room dedicated to storing confidential files. Behind this secret room was the Hoary Head Tribe's huge intelligence network, and the head of this intelligence network was Pei Man Xilou, who was known as the bookworm by the barbarians.
He had personally written the legend of Daibun's silver gong.
He rose to prominence at the end of the Year of Jingcha. It had been less than a year since then, and he had leaped from an ordinary Changle County to the brightest star of Daibun.
His talent was extremely terrifying, but what people feared the most was not his battle prowess, but his reputation, which could command hundreds with a single call.
After the massacre in Chuzhou, his reputation reached its peak, a peak that made people sigh.
Pei Man Xilou's evaluation at the time was that millions of people in the capital loved and respected him. Now, after witnessing the power of a wooden sign, he decided to add another line when he returned to the barbarians: "Blessings to the family."
Huang Xianer obviously also thought of the legendary silver gong, and she looked surprised.
"In our Protoss, only the leader has such prestige …" Huang Xianer was looking forward to this trip to the capital.
The barbarians had the bloodline of gods and devils, and had always called themselves the Protoss.
Welcomed by the people of the capital, Xu Xinnian led the Demon and Barbarian Envoys into the post station.
After settling the envoys, Xu Xinnian, who was sent by the Yuanjing Emperor to do the hard work, stayed for an hour under Pei Man Xilou's insistence, and then hurriedly left.
He did not report back to the yamen, but skipped work for half a day and went home leisurely.
…
"My elder brother is already a rare talent, but I didn't expect this younger brother to be so eloquent and talented." Pei Man Xilou sent Xu Xinnian away and sat in the yard drinking tea.
In the hour, every allusion he said could be followed up by the other party, talking about history and scriptures. Xu Xinnian was witty, and when talking about the old grudge between Daibun and the Protoss in the north, he would speak with sarcasm and sarcasm.
Huang Xianer sat on the stone bench and deliberately made a seductive sitting posture, which attracted the attention of the surrounding courier. Hearing this, she snorted and said,
"Just an unromantic stinky scholar."
Along the way, she kept hinting and seducing him. Who would have thought that the stinky scholar would turn a blind eye to her?
Huang Xianer ate the dried fruits and dried meat on the stone table and asked, "What's your plan to go to the palace to see the Human Emperor tomorrow? If you are not sure of getting reinforcements in a short time, remember to inform me early. "
Pei Man Xilou sent away the courier in the yard and said with a smile, "How are you going to deal with it?"
Huang Xianer yawned, her posture lazy and charming.
"Then I won't go back to the north. I'll choose a high-ranking official in the capital and be their concubine. Isn't that better than going back to the north to be punished? I'm not afraid of the revenge of my people, right? The capital is under the watch of the Supervisor, so no one from the Protoss dares to come. "
Pei Man Xilou smiled and said, "In order to get Daibun to send troops to help the Protoss, it is inevitable to cede some benefits. The purpose of us coming here is nothing more than 'bargaining'.
"The Protoss need help from Daibun and have lost the initiative. If we want them to be equal, we have to first strike at their spirit and arrogance. They have to respect you so that they can make some concessions on the negotiation table.
"Of course, we also need the help of the fox tribe outside of the negotiation table. Among the three poisons of wine, lust, and wealth, lust is the most important. "
The youth with vertical pupils, Xuan Yin, found a chance to interrupt and snorted coldly, "Humans are as lowly as ants. In the ancient times, they were livestock raised by our ancestors. Even now that the Era of Gods and Demons has ended, human civilians are still food. "
He knew that the envoy came to Daibun this time to ask for help, but he still looked down on the weak human race.
Pei Man Xilou glanced at him and smiled with his eyes squinted.
"You can say these things in private. If you dare to say such things in public, I will skin you alive."
Xuan Yin curled his lips, "I know, I waited for the courier to leave before I said it."
Pei Man Xilou took out a small box from the tributes he brought this time. He carefully and solemnly opened the box. There were books inside.
These books all had a common name: 'Northern Temple Grand Canon'.
"Northern Temple is my study house. I loved to read since I was young and did not seek to understand. I only knew how to memorize. Later, I followed my tribe south to rob human scholars. In the first three years, I listened to their lectures. In the middle three years, I discussed Dao with them. In the next three years, no scholar in the Northern Region could compare to me in terms of knowledge.
"That year, I was eighteen. In order to go south to study, I dyed my hair black. When I was twenty, I suddenly had the idea of writing a book. After studying in the Central Plains for ten years, he compiled what he had learned into a book and revised it. At that time, I did not think of a name for the book.
"When I returned to the tribe and returned to the Northern Temple Study House, I suddenly understood what it should be called. In the next six years, I worked hard and the 'Northern Temple Grand Canon' was finally published.
"This book is voluminous, with a total of three hundred and eight volumes, including scholars, agriculture, commerce, history, astronomy, and geography. Didn't Daibun say that demons and barbarians have no history? Actually, there is, because they have not seen the Northern Temple Grand Canon. If Daibun's historian sees this book, he will be ecstatic.
"Of course, the book I am most proud of in my life is the book on the art of war. I have read almost all of Daibun's books on the art of war. Not to mention the works of the predecessors, the best book on the art of war in the world is the 'Six Commentaries on the Art of War' written by the great scholar Zhang Shen of the Yunlu Academy. It is good, but it focuses too much on the role of cultivators in the war.
"It ignores the importance of ordinary soldiers in the war. If cultivators are excluded and only ordinary soldiers are left, then his' Six Commentaries on the Art of War 'will be bullshit."
Huang Xianer was drowsy from listening, but when she heard about the art of war, she finally became a little interested.
She asked, "The role that mortals can play in the war is small. What's wrong with focusing on the role of cultivators?"
Pei Man Xilou shook his head.
"Do you know why Wei Yuan could win the Battle of Shanhai Pass? How did he get the reputation of being the God of War? Only Wei Yuan can use ordinary soldiers to the point of genius. He is the real leader. If cultivators are excluded and only ordinary soldiers are used, Wei Yuan can sweep the Nine States with an army of five hundred thousand.
"I have studied the war that year. All sides invested more than a million troops, and the number of ordinary soldiers accumulated to a terrifying level. When this force is perfectly controlled and deployed, it will be invincible. "
Very powerful, but I don't understand … Huang Xianer said sweetly, "What do you think about me seducing Wei Yuan? If I can get him, we will be successful this time."
"You don't want to live anymore?" Pei Man Xilou asked.
Huang Xianer giggled, overflowing with charm.
Of course, she was just saying it casually. To be selected as one of the leaders of the envoy, she was a very intelligent female demon.
…
The next day, the demon and barbarian envoy entered the palace to meet the Emperor. They passed through the Meridian Gate, crossed the Golden Water Bridge, and met the Emperor in the Throne Room.
Along the way, Huang Xianer didn't have the slightest awareness of meeting the Emperor. She flirted with the guards, ministers, and all the men along the way.
When they entered the Throne Room, there were nobles on both sides, and the Yuanjing Emperor sat on the dragon throne.
Huang Xianer slightly withdrew her charm and greeted the Emperor in a coquettish voice.
Then, the demon and barbarian tribes paid tribute to the Yuanjing Emperor. In addition to the tributes, there were also three charming fox women and top-grade cauldrons.
When foreign tribes paid tribute, it was normal to have beauties among the tributes.
When the old eunuch finished singing, the Yuanjing Emperor said with satisfaction,
"I heard that the war in the north is in full swing, and I am also very worried. However, the autumn harvest is approaching, and the people are busy with it, so I can't transfer troops to the north. I asked the Hanlin Academy to write a military book, hoping to help you resist the foreign enemies. "
First, he expressed the difficulties of the imperial court. The autumn harvest was coming to an end, and it was not appropriate to start a war. Then, he presented the military book to show the strength of the Daibun's military strategy.
"Thank you, Your Majesty! May the Daibun and the Protoss forever be friends. "Pei Man Xilou knelt on the ground, respectfully.
After the meeting, Pei Man Xilou didn't mention anything about asking for help until he left.
He's really calm!
The officials in the court were surprised, some sneered, and some ridiculed him.
In their opinion, the demons and barbarians were even more vulgar than the Warrior, and asking the imperial court to send troops was the right way to solve the problem.
They didn't expect Pei Man Xilou to be so calm, but even so, he still had to speak. There was not much meaning in showing his shrewdness in the court.
After leaving the palace, the teenager with vertical pupils, Xuan Yin, couldn't hold it anymore and asked,
"Brother Pei Man, didn't you say that the Daibun's military strategy is terrible? Didn't you want to defeat them in their proudest field and win their respect? Why didn't you say so earlier?"
Huang Xianer giggled and said,
"What's the point of showing off to them? Even if you show off to the sky, they will turn a blind eye. They will still eat you the way they want to. "
She turned to look at Pei Man Xilou and said, "Who are you going to attack first?"
Pei Man Xilou said lightly, "The Directorate!"
…
Just after noon, there was a piece of news from the Directorate. The leader of the barbarian delegation, Pei Man Xilou, visited the Directorate and competed with the Grand Chancellor in knowledge, and won.
This person is knowledgeable, and I am not as good as him … This was the evaluation of the Grand Chancellor.
He did not leave just like that. Instead, he openly lectured at the Imperial College and left his own work, The Northern Temple Grand Canon, at the Imperial College.
A mere barbarian is actually writing a book?
The students of the Directorate were furious at first, but as the reputation of The Northern Temple Canon grew, the cursing gradually subsided, and they were more shocked by the knowledge of a barbarian.
The Northern Temple Canon was a vast book, covering a wide range of topics, and was extremely refined. It was not something that could be compiled in a day.
Usually, only the imperial court would compile a book of this scale. It was hard to imagine that it was compiled by a young barbarian.
With this book alone, Pei Man Xilou could be ranked among the great scholars of the present age.
The most shocking thing was that a few volumes of The Northern Temple Canon recorded the history of the Monster and Barbarian tribes, the origins and evolution of the two tribes, especially the recent 800 years of history. It was as detailed as the history written by Daibun.
It was a resounding slap to the Directorate, and a resounding slap to the scholars of Daibun.
Pei Man Xilou became famous in an instant.
"It's hard to believe that the vulgar barbarians have such a good scholar?"
"That Pei Man Xilou is from the White Head Tribe. The White Head Tribe is known for their intelligence, but people like him are extremely rare."
"If I can write this book, I will definitely be famous in history. This barbarian is too amazing. "
"I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed. When I was his age, I was still studying. Now that I am old, I have no energy to write a book. "
"This person is despicable. First, he challenged the Grand Chancellor to a competition of knowledge, then pretended to be generous and left the Northern Temple Canon. This is a slap to the face of us scholars of Daibun."
It was because of his identity as a barbarian that he had such knowledge that the scholars of Daibun were 'useless'. Because most scholars did not have the ability to do what he did.
"If there is anyone in the younger generation whose knowledge is comparable to this person, it can only be Princess Huaiqing."
"Princess Huaiqing studied at the Directorate and then at the Yunlu Academy. But this person is a barbarian and learned without a teacher. It is obvious who is better."
The arrival of the Demon and Barbarian ambassadors in the capital attracted a lot of attention. Not only the officials and scholars, but also the commoners in the capital.
Their topic was originally whether the imperial court should send troops to aid the demons and barbarians. Slowly, the news that the northern barbarians were knowledgeable spread through the restaurants and brothels.
"Nonsense, how can the vulgar barbarians be knowledgeable? How can they make the Grand Chancellor of the Directorate admit defeat? Which idiot made up this rumor? "
As for this rumor, not a single person who heard it believed it. They scoffed at it.
In the eyes of the commoners, the Directorate was an official school, a place where scholars were abundant.
The status of scholars was very high.
But because of this, after the news was confirmed, there was a wave of curses in the streets. The commoners no longer discussed whether to send troops after tea or dinner. Instead, they all criticized the Directorate, saying that they were a disgrace to the country and a disgrace to Daibun.
A bunch of idiots.
"Xu Yinluo is a Warrior, yet he can become the champion of poetry in Daibun. It shows how bad the scholars of the Directorate are. A bunch of good-for-nothings."
"You sound like you are looking down on Xu Yinluo."
"That is not what I mean. I am just angry at the useless Directorate."
"Shame and humiliation, to actually lose to a barbarian in terms of knowledge, what a shame and humiliation. Is there no one left in Great Feng?"
…
At the courier station.
The young man with vertical pupils, Xuan Yin, returned from outside with a small box of books on his shoulder. He deliberately put it down with force to create a commotion. He laughed loudly at Pei Man Xilou and Huang Xianer in the courtyard.
"The Directorate is a bunch of useless scholars. I only said that I would borrow books for Brother Pei Man and they did not dare to stop me. Don't be fooled by the harsh words of the people outside. It just shows that they are afraid. They are afraid of your knowledge. "
Although he felt that studying was useless, it was great to be able to kill the spirit of the human race in the field of studying.
"Just exchanging books, just exchanging books …"
Pei Man Xilou picked the books in the box as if he had found a treasure.
"That Grand Chancellor is the most knowledgeable person. Even he is not as knowledgeable as you. It seems that the scholars of the human race are just so-so." Xuan Yin laughed loudly.
Exhilaration!
"The Grand Chancellor is knowledgeable, but the human race is prosperous in terms of knowledge. He cannot represent the entire human race. There is an extraordinary woman in the palace. Her knowledge is truly amazing. "
Pei Man Xilou picked a book with the annotations of the four books and read it with great interest.
Three days had passed since the Directorate's discussion. The demons and barbarians in the envoy group were both surprised and surprised to find that their leader, Pei Man Xilou, had become a popular figure.
He became the center of attention and brought great shock to the human race.
Huang Xianer fiddled with the rouge she bought from the shop and asked casually, "Now that your reputation is enough, the next step is the negotiation?"
In the past few days, she had not been idle either. She had given many of the Great Feng officials extremely beautiful fox girls.
"Not enough."
Pei Man Xilou did not raise his head. He said while reading the book,
"I heard that the imperial city will hold a cultural conference the day after tomorrow. It happens to be related to the war in the north. The cultural conference is good, it will make people famous. Xianer, spread the word that I want to ask the great scholar of Yunlu Academy, Zhang Shen, for advice on the art of war. I hope he can attend the conference. "
"The great scholar of Yunlu Academy may not pay attention to you." Huang Xianer said in a lazy tone.
"The letter of challenge has been issued. If he doesn't come, it will be better for me." Pei Man Xilou laughed. He then remembered something and said,
"By the way, we can't go to Qingyun Mountain. We will be suppressed if we go. Let's find that Xu Xinnian. I have asked around. He is a student of Yunlu Academy. "
"Okay!"
The teenager with vertical pupils was excited. He could feel that Pei Man Xilou had become "powerful" in the eyes of these humans.
Pei Man Xilou's plan was proceeding smoothly.
…
Before the previous wave subsided, another wave arose. The scholars were still studying and copying the Northern Temple Grand Canon. They were immersed in the vastness of this great work. They were suddenly shocked by Pei Man Xilou's feat of asking the great scholar, Zhang Shen, for advice on the art of war.
What did this barbarian mean?
After slapping the Imperial College in the face, he wanted to slap the Yunlu Academy in the face?
It became lively. The scholars of the Imperial College were both angry and expectant about Pei Man Xilou's actions.
Yunlu Academy was not to be trifled with.
That barbarian did not know the immensity of heaven and earth. He asked the great scholar, Zhang Shen, for advice on the art of war from Yunlu Academy. He was asking for trouble.
They only hoped that the great scholar of Yunlu Academy would temporarily put down his pride. If he was dismissive and refused the barbarian's "advice", he would become a stepping stone for the barbarian to become famous.
Imperial study, small court meeting.
Yuanjing Emperor sat behind the big table and glanced at the officials below with a cold expression.
"Everyone, what do you think of the recent events?"
He was, of course, referring to Pei Man Xilou's series of high-profile actions. He used knowledge to control the Imperial College, threw out the Northern Temple Grand Canon to make a name for himself in the Confucian world, and wanted to ask the great scholar, Zhang Shen, for advice at the literary meeting.
"This person wants to make a name for himself in the capital. He wants to build up his reputation and increase his bargaining chips in negotiations."
"Hmph, he thinks that the court will back down? Wishful thinking. "
"Even if he really wins against Zhang Shen, we will not back down."
Yuanjing Emperor frowned. The more they said this, the more they feared Pei Man Xilou. They thought of him as an important person, as a great scholar.
Once there was a problem with their mentality, they would change. During negotiations, they would be affected.
Compared to negotiating with an unknown brat, would their attitudes be the same if they were to negotiate with a world-renowned Confucian scholar?
Wang Shoufu stepped out and said in a low voice: "We need to control his momentum. It would be best if we could defeat his momentum and destroy the momentum he has created."
Yuanjing Emperor snorted: "Now we can only look forward to Zhang Shen."
Wei Yuan shook his head and laughed.
…
Huaiqing's Residence.
Huai Qing, who was dressed in an elegant palace dress, was holding a scroll of the Northern Temple Grand Canon that the Directorate of Directorate had borrowed, and was reading it tirelessly.
Xu Qi'an and Lin An sat at the same table. One frowned, the other slightly frowned.
While Huaiqing was not paying attention, he peeled a grape and stuffed it into Xu Qi'an's mouth. Xu Qi'an spat out the grape and asked: "Is this stupid book really that magical?"
Huaiqing nodded slightly and said without raising her head: "If Pei Man Xi Lou was born in Daibun, he would definitely become a famous scholar and leave his name in history."
Xu Qi'an took a deep breath: "If this person could write the Northern Temple Grand Canon, he must be very familiar with the art of war. If he dared to challenge Zhang Shen, it means he is very confident. Zhang Shen's Six Commentaries on the Art of War is widely known. This Pei Man Xi Lou knows Zhang Shen, but Zhang Shen does not know him. "
In all fairness, he did not want to see the barbarians gain the upper hand. Daibun must send troops, but they could not let the northern monsters and barbarians have it easy.
In the past twenty years, the monsters and barbarians frequently raided the borders, burned and killed, and even ate people. In Chu Zhou City, Xu Qi'an saw with his own eyes the refugees, homeless and homeless, living in the wilderness.
He had also seen that because of the successive wars, the lives of the poor were very hard.
In Daibun, Chu Zhou City was one of the poorest states, suffering from wars all year round, all because of the barbarians.
Huai Qing pursed her pink lips, and there was a rare solemnity in her tone.
"Teacher Zhang went to the battlefield in his early years, but he resigned because his career was not going well. He was quite knowledgeable in the art of war, but that was something that happened decades ago. He has been living in seclusion in the Academy for the past few decades, and I think he has forgotten about the art of war. "
Xu Qi'an's heart sank.
In fact, the only military art that he knew in his past life was Sun Tzu's Art of War. Not only did he know it, but he had also memorized it.
Of course, Xu Qi'an would not memorize it himself. It was an extracurricular work that his teacher had instructed him to do.
After so many years, he had already forgotten most of it.
After reaching the Soul Refinement State, his Primordial Spirit had evolved, and he could remember the content of Sun Tzu's Art of War.
Moreover, the Land of Nine States had extraordinary powers. In his opinion, the art of war in this world was more about brute force. For example, a fourth-level master could easily defeat a cavalry made up of ordinary soldiers on the battlefield.
There was no need to pay too much attention to tactics.
Sun Tzu's Art of War, which was born in the mortal world, was more about "micro-control" and paid more attention to the details.
"Come with me to the conference the day after tomorrow," Huaiqing said.
"If Zhang Shen attends, Erlang will definitely be there. I can't disguise myself as him." Xu Qi'an frowned.
"Then you should disguise yourself as someone else and act as my guard." Huai Qing's mind was flexible and he suggested.
"Okay."
