"It's too late now, and we've all eaten wine and our hands are not quick. If you are trying to do something like this, it's better to take a break earlier and talk about what you have to do tomorrow." Mr. Zhang looked at the grenade in Yang Xun's hand and said thoughtfully.

Xun's heart was secretly tightened. Could it be that Mr. Zhang had seen through his plan? However, Yang Xun was a person who had experienced the storms and waves, but he would not reveal his feelings here.

But I can't help feeling a little sorry.

I have seen the power of the grenade from afar. Now the night is dark, so I put a few grenades on it. Then the soldiers are frightened, and maybe they will really explode the camp.

I don’t know Zhu Zhen’s plan, but I always think that if I help Zhu Zhen realize the plan, I will be a good show.

But Yang Xun didn't know that Mr. Zhang said this because he didn't think that Junshan had any big killing weapon or grenade. He had seen it before. He had already used it when the Jin Dynasty fought against Mongolia.

It was a young man like him who must have known this kind of archives and historical materials, so after hearing about the grenade, I didn't feel anything strange.

Most people also produce this kind of weapon today, but the Mongols were used to horse racing and despising the Han culture. This firearm gradually became less mentioned.

Too much of it is Zhang Gongzi's territory, so if you want to produce it, you will definitely be able to produce it on a large scale.

Moreover, Mr. Zhang has never seen a grenade. In his opinion, that thing is just like this. It is okay to scare people. It is really good to point at this thing to kill the enemy. That is really far from being able to do.

What I care more about is the trump card in Yang Xun's hands.

Yang Xun and others accepted Mr. Zhang's proposal, followed the arrangement, and were assigned to several connected camps. Zhang Xiulin shook his eyes at Yang Xun and others, and whispered: "Brothers, I'm so lucky. Even these beauties are very fond of them. However, our young master is the most hospitable and I specially instructed you to reward you."

When Yang Xun went back to rest, there was already a beautiful girl from the Western Regions sweeping the bed. Yang

Xun whispered in Fu Zijie's ear: "I don't care what you think, you must move this woman tonight."

Yang Xun knew in his heart that a suspicious figure like Mr. Zhang would definitely try to test everyone. If he didn't dare to eat the meat he gave to his mouth, there would definitely be a problem.

Zijie blushed, glared at Yang Xun viciously, and whispered: "I woke up naturally. But you have no bottom line in doing things. Don't leak the Lord's plan just because other women blew a few words of wind by the pillow."

After that, he was worried that Yang Xun had other plans and warned in a low voice: "You'd better not do anything good, otherwise I can take your life even if you are from the army."

Xun looked at Fu Zijie embarrassedly, but he was not sad because of Fu Zijie's contempt. Instead, he felt that most of the Baron's subordinates were loyal and righteous people.

If everyone in the world is as unprincipled as himself, wouldn’t it be a mess?

And Yang Xun also felt that the Baron's subordinates were mostly stupid people like Fu Zijie, and he would definitely be able to do it with his own brain.

Unfortunately, as Yang Xun knew, neither Ru Taisu nor Shen Zui, Ye Dui was the fox he wanted to have.

As for Fan Xiyao's expression, it was very strange.

It seems to be excited and a little scared.

His wife is a well-known martial arts master, and her martial arts skills are even higher than her. If her wife knows that she has done such a thing, her wife's whip will not forgive her.

But when I saw the wind blowing the curtains in the tent, the petite but plump Japanese maid in the gap, I felt like I was caught by a cat.

Oh, I remember my woman, who is with swords all day long, and looks cold every day, when will she be as gentle and lovely as the Japanese maid in the tent?

Some thieves looked at Fu Zijie guiltily and whispered: "If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell is all for the Lord's mission."

Zijie looked at the two of them fiercely and couldn't help but curse: "No moral integrity."

It’s better to steal than to be a concubine.

I have either started a family or had a confidante, but I really couldn't face the exotic style provided by Mr. Zhang.

Xiulin just told the three people that the beauties of the three are Western Regions, Goryeo and Japan.

Xun was the most wanton and directly chose the beautiful girl from the Western Regions.

Yu Meise and Yang Xun were really concerned. Before, as a prosecutor, he was careful everywhere, afraid that he would reveal any handle and delay his promotion.

That doesn't mean he doesn't like this kind of thing.

When the general monitored his ministers in Yingtian, he often got the general who took in several charming concubines. The methods of prosecuting the school were quite good, and he often even painted the scenes of people's entertainment vividly.

Every time Yang Xun checks the information, he feels that it is no different from watching the erotic palace map in secret, and he always envies others in his heart.

It was finally my turn to not be excited.

Thinking of this exotic style, it makes people intoxicated. When the tall and enchanting Western beauty greeted her with a flaming enthusiasm.

Xun had only one thought at this moment.

That is to completely conquer the woman in front of you.

Before he could do it himself, there were sounds of conquests coming from the tent next to him.

Especially Fu Zijie's camp, this guy not only doesn't talk much on weekdays, but even does that kind of thing, he is also a human-faced and beastly heart. He is like an old cow who is plowing the land, working all the plains in front of him straightforwardly.

The Goryeo woman cried sadly and kept begging.

But it was exchanged for Fu Zijie's beating.

"You damn Goryeo woman, if you can have a good relationship with me, it's a great honor, and you dare to hide." Fu Zijie's roar made Yang Xun laugh.

He took his ears back from the edge of the camp and couldn't help but curse, "No charm."

After a while, the sad cry of a Goryeo woman came. This time it was intermittent, probably because she was worried that Fu Zijie would be angry again.

Yu Fan Xiyao was relatively gentle and was a knight in Zhongnan Mountain no matter what.

The style of conduct is very elegant, but the Japanese women are quite proactive. Their moans make Fan Xiyao feel embarrassed, but not long after, they have already entered the good situation.

Yang Xun couldn't help but shake his head, after all, he was young.

The most urgent thing is to take your time. Why are you anxious about this?

The woman from the domain drank some wine with Yang Xun, twisted her waist and danced a Western Regional dance. The slender root under her long skirt made Yang Xun's eyes jump out.

I could only drink a few sips of tea and suppress the fire in my heart."

Official, my name is Serena, let me serve you well." After the woman's dance, she leaned down and lay in Yang Xun's arms, gently touching Yang Xun's earlobe with her tongue. Yang Yang

Xun's wife, who was born in poverty, was the most honest in the past.

Even if you do that, you have to get into the quilt and sneak in. If you are stronger, you will cover your mouth tightly, so you will not have the current strength.

It was when Serena's hot breath penetrated into her ears, Yang Xun felt her heart burning.

Unconsciously, his hand climbed up Serena's waist, and his hips moved on the chair, feeling his plump and round buttocks, and a little on her lips.

Knowing that Serena was tangled around like a poisonous snake crawling on several pieces, she hugged Yang Xun's waist tightly with both hands, and a hot kiss made Yang Xun almost suffocate.

Remember, someone is named Yang Xun."

After that, Yang Xun spread the woman directly onto the Persian blanket like a tiger. Hearing the long whispers and crying begging, it took a full two hours before Yang Xun was satisfied.

Fu Zijie and Fan Xiyao next to him were still fighting for the battles. They couldn't help but frown slightly and cursed, "It's so good to be young."

Yu Selena seemed to have become a pile of mud.

Yang Xun's hand couldn't help but gently stroke Meiji's body. Seeing that the beauty snored gently, she turned over and got off the bed, turned her back to Serena, went to check her clothes, and then checked the soles of her shoes. Then she turned around slowly.

The woman closed her eyes, but her breathing was a little different than before.

A touch of mockery appeared on the corner of Xun's mouth.

I am a person who is a proficient in the procuratorate through his ability. I also want to deceive someone with this little trick?

However, I don’t know what the Baron is planning, but as long as you steal this recipe, you will definitely suffer.

Thinking of this, Yang Xun lay down relaxed.

Life is like a play, all depends on acting skills.

Xun closed her eyes and held Jia'er in her arms, but she couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Where should I go?

Is Zhu Zhen his own belonging? If Zhu Zhen really gives himself a stage, should he serve him wholeheartedly?

I'm afraid it's a conspiracy, but following Zhu Zhen to do conspiracy will harm those bad people.

But following Yang Xian to engage in conspiracy can only harm his own people.

In the middle of the night, Serena quietly stood up, looked for a potty in the tent, and took a quick break. Her jade hands quietly opened the soles of Yang Xun's shoes, and with the moonlight coming through the gap in the tent, she took all the drawings and formulas into her eyes.

Then he put it back intact. Yang

Xun sneered at Serena's back from beginning to end, but she didn't say a word, and her breathing sounded like a sleeping man from beginning to end.

After Serena did all this, she carefully returned to the window. Seeing Yang Xun sleeping, she carefully patted her chest and lay in Yang Xun's arms.

The next morning, Yang Xun was awakened by Serena, opened her sour eyes in confusion, and was stabbed by the bright white sunlight. Then she woke up and straightened her upper body to get up, but her legs felt sore and she couldn't help but scream "Ouch" in a lost voice."

Official, are you okay?" Serena asked with concern, holding Yang Xun.

No... It's okay, I just felt a little tired last night and my legs were a little numb." Yang Xun was shy like a brother who had just entered the bridal chamber.

Is it a leg?

All over is still numb... no

By the way, Baron, I have completed the task you assigned. How should you thank me?
Chapter completed!