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Everyone in the capital knows that Yan Yu is a dandy, but no one dares to say it out. They are cautious even when talking behind Yan Yu's back, let alone saying it in front of Yan Yu. Nie Ren is probably the first person besides the current emperor who dares to say that the emperor's uncle Yan Yu is a dandy to his face.
Yan Yu's four beauties gathered around after hearing this. Diao Chan scolded Nie Ren's back: "What kind of general dares to talk to the emperor's uncle like this? He is so impatient?"
Yuhuan frowned, walked over, reached out to pick up the kite, and handed it to Yan Yu. Yan Yu didn't reach out to catch it, but slapped the kite with his palm. The kite that looked like an eagle was smashed into pieces and was in disarray.
Everyone watching felt their hearts sinking. It seemed that the emperor's uncle was angry. They all looked at Nie Ren sympathetically, fearing that Nie Ren would end up like Kite.
Nie Ren had already turned around and left, but when he heard the voice, he stopped and looked back, with a trace of ridicule flashing in his cold starry eyes.
However, there was no sign of anger on Yan Yu's face. There was still a lazy and charming smile on his lips. He was leaning against a tree, stretched out his hand and said in greeting: "General Nie, that's it. gone?"
Nie Ren raised his eyebrows, a glint like a weapon flashed in his cold eyes, and he asked lightly: "What? Is there something wrong, Your Majesty?"
Yan Yu walked up to Nie Ren with a half-smile, handed the axis of the kite into Xi Shi's hand, squinted and looked directly into Nie Ren's cold starry eyes, the smile on his face became brighter, "What did you just say?" Wait, a dandy? As expected of a man who came back from the Shura field, he is a bloody man. Now I want to give you a face, and I will compete with you. If you win, I will consider myself a dandy. How about it?"
Nie Ren was stunned for a moment, looked at Yan Yu's malicious smile, and said lightly: "Your Highness really wants to compete with Wei Chen?"
Yan Yu smiled casually: "Then there is still a lie? However, if you lose, how should I punish you?" Yan Yu held his chin, as if thinking hard, his eyes passed over the black cat playing in the flowers, his eyes His eyes suddenly lit up like morning stars, "I think you really like this cat. If you lose, how about lying on the ground and imitating my cat's meow?" His The voice was low and elegant, and the words he said were so insulting, but the tone seemed to be speaking of love, which was enough to make people fall in love.
Qin Jiu stared at the light in Yan Yu's eyes and sighed softly in his heart. Nie Ren had just returned from the battlefield. He was probably used to seeing soldiers wrapping their bodies in horse leather to protect Dayu Kingdom, but the royal family they were protecting were so virtuous. He is also a courageous, bloody and upright general, so he will definitely dislike Yan Yu. If you offend Yan Yu like this, I'm afraid you won't get any good results.
She was very curious, what would Yan Yu want to compare with Nie Ren? How could a playboy like him, who only knew how to sing and keep prostitutes, be able to match Nie Ren's martial arts skills with his skills as a three-legged cat?
Nie Ren smiled fearlessly, his eyes were calm, and he said calmly: "I wonder what the prince wants to compete with Wei Chen?"
Yan Yu raised his raised eyebrows, glanced over with his black jade-like eyes, raised the corners of his lips, and made a strange expression that seemed to be a smile but not a smile, and said slowly: "Pick the pulley!"
Picking a tackle?
Qin Jiu was stunned.
Picking a pulley is a part of the now-famous play "The General".
The protagonist of the play "Out of the General" is the young general Li Fei. In the play, he wields a spear. In the famous battle of Mianhu Slope, the enemy kidnapped his beloved woman, and he attacked single-handedly. Arriving at the enemy's mountain stronghold, he shot the enemy to death with a long gun, forcing the enemy to activate the mechanism and slide the pointed-tipped iron-clad carts down the top of the mountain. The carts themselves weighed three hundred kilograms, plus the The momentum from top to bottom adds up to a thousand kilograms. Li Fei was forced to have nowhere to hide in the narrow mountain road, and was about to die under the car.
At the critical moment, he picked up the iron pulley with the spear in his hand and threw it behind him. After overturning six cars in this way, he finally gave out and was crushed to death by the seventh car. The woman he loved also died for him, which is a sad tragedy.
This play is very famous. Qin Jiu saw it several times at the theater, and every time she sighed for Li Fei in the play. Women in the boudoir like them, who doesn't have a heroic dream, who doesn't want to meet a man like Li Fei who values ??love and justice.
I heard back then that Yan Yu had also acted in the play "The General", but Qin Jiu didn't have the chance to watch it. She remembered that when she heard about it, she thought it was very funny. For a playboy like Yan Yu to play a man like Li Fei who values ??love and justice, what else would it be if it wasn't funny?
Hearing Yan Yu mention picking up a pulley today, the corners of Qin Jiu's lips couldn't help but curl up.
There are all actors??
Yan Yu raised his lips and smiled, narrowed his eyes and said, "Let's see how I defeat you."
He walked slowly to the slope, stretched his waist, stretched his arms, and jumped a few times. The dark red robe on his body was fluttering in the wind. He raised his sleeves and waved his hand towards Yuhuan.
Yuhuan came over with a spear and handed it to Yan Yu.
This is a long gun, without fancy tassels. The neck of the gun is twisted and twisted with ribs. The blade is a dark black, which flashes a faint cold light under the sunlight. The front half of the gun barrel is wrapped in refined black wrought iron. The gun barrel is made of wood and is shiny with a light red color.
This spear is calm, solemn, and cold, and looks like a sleeping dragon.
This is a domineering gun.
Such a gun¡¯s style is extremely incompatible with Yan Yu himself.
In Qin Jiu¡¯s imagination, Yan Yu¡¯s weapons should be as impressive as himself.
The moment Yan Yu took the spear, his whole person seemed to have changed a little. He seemed to have an indescribable aura, and the spear in his hand seemed to emit a deep coldness.
But it was only for a moment, because immediately, Qin Jiu was amused by Yan Yu's actions.
He faced the direction of the hillside, spread his legs apart, and squatted down in a half-crouch, like a horse stance.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? She¡¯s not a master of martial arts, she says. However, no one has ever seen a horse stance like Yan Yu's, because he seems to be squatting rather than squatting, and is a little higher than the horse stance. His legs are spread apart, his toes are gripping the ground, and his upper body is slightly bent. He held the spear tightly in both hands, with the tip of the spear facing the ground, about three inches above the ground.
His movements looked extremely awkward, but fortunately he was handsome, so it was still possible to look at his face without looking at his posture. Otherwise, squatting there like this would be really ridiculous. In fact, it was indeed ridiculous, but no one dared to laugh.
Instead, everyone quietly and calmly moved a few steps back.
Yan Yu¡¯s movements were so unreliable that people doubted whether he knew how to use a gun. Although he was very cool when he picked up a pulley on the stage, it was a prop after all, and he didn¡¯t seem to act like this on the stage. Therefore, they were all afraid that Yan Yu's spear would hit him.
Yan Yu's expression was extremely serious. He held the spear in his hand and kept changing the posture and position of holding the gun. Finally he felt satisfied. Then he smiled slightly towards the hillside and said lazily: "Let go!"
The guard who was letting go of the iron cart asked, "Your Majesty, I'll let it go then!"
Yan Yu raised his eyebrows and said impatiently: "Let it go!"
"I really let you go, Your Majesty!" the guard asked again, fearing that he would put down the scooter and crush the Prince to death.
Yan Yu snorted coldly, glared, and shouted coldly: "If you don't let go, I will chop off your head."
When the guard heard this, he let go and the iron cart slid down.
Yan Yu waved the spear in his hand and rushed forward. Pinned in at an incredible angle from the bottom of the iron pulley, and then using both arms, the iron pulley was picked up and thrown backward.
The first iron pulley was picked up by Yan Yu.
After the fierce wind, the iron pulley fell to the ground with a "peng" sound.
"good!"
"Great work, Your Majesty!"
"The prince is the reincarnation of Li Fei, with unrivaled magical powers!"
"Your Majesty, well done, General Nie, just wait and meow like a cat!"
The applause is from Yan Yu¡¯s four beauties.
Everyone else still had their mouths open and didn¡¯t react.
Yan Yu waved his hand and said towards the slope: "Let it go again!"
The second pulley slid down again, and then the third.
When the third iron pulley was picked up, everyone started to applaud. However, Yan Yu's strength seemed to be running out. After the fourth iron pulley was picked up, he threw it back.
There was no one behind him, but Yan Yu swung it to the side, and it was thrown diagonally behind him.
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