It was not yet dawn, and the morning chicken broke through.

A sudden hurried sound came from the front of Julu Mansion.

Lu Bu was wearing red general armor and striding forward with his head held high, saying frankly that he wanted to worship Emperor Pusong.

The soldiers guarding the gate did not dare to neglect them. After a while, they rushed back and asked Lu Bu to enter.

Lu Bu followed a guard and turned left and right. He passed by Liulin vegetable garden along the way. Finally, he met Huang Pusong who was practicing in the morning in the backyard of the government office.

Huang Pusong was wearing a casual shirt at home, but his hair was combed straight as pine. He was playing an unknown set of boxing under an old locust tree that looked less than fifty years old.

His boxing technique is hard and soft, with all kinds of fist postures and hidden murderous intent. It seems that the aftermath of each attack is a blow that concentrates the strength of the whole body, and it is a powerful and domineering battle boxing technique.

The more Lu Bu observed, the more familiar he felt. Yes, how could this kind of boxing behave like the iron-lined boxing of the ancient monk when he was talking about it?

After a complete set of boxing techniques, a slight bead of sweat appeared on Huang Pusong's forehead. He took a deep breath, straightened his chest and abdomen, and stood up with his fists.

"Fengxian, I have been waiting for you for a long time. I have no other preferences, so I just like to play some inconsistent boxing techniques. Haha, this person is a little exhausted when he is middle-aged. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Lu Bu smiled back: Haha, my brother is in his prime, and he can still be expected to be a wolf's servant in the future. How can he be said to be old? I see that my brother uses martial arts, both hard and soft, and has outstanding power. How can I ask what it is?

"The name of boxing is Iron Fist, which I have learned from the battlefield for a long time. Haha, the clumsy boxing skills are not worth mentioning!" Huang Pusong felt contented, but he was very humble on the surface.

Lu Bu suddenly frowned, covered his forehead with his hands, and looked thoughtful.

Huang Pusong was a little surprised: Brother, what's wrong?

"Nothing happened!" Lu Bu left his forehead, shook his head, and smiled: Suddenly he thought of something. His master once told me a set of boxing techniques similar to those created by the general. It is said that it was created by an ancient monk, but the boxing technique called Iron-wire Fist only added a pair of iron arm rings to his arms. How can he compare to the general's boxing technique?

Iron arm ring? Huang Pusong fell into deep thought. After a moment of breath, he suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed: It’s wonderful, it’s really wonderful. With a pair of iron arm rings, the lethality of this set of boxing will increase several times! Fengxian, can you tell me what the specific style of this iron arm ring is? This is a powerful tool that can promote the entire army!

Lu Bu was amused in his heart. He clearly wanted it, but he still had the right to join the entire army. Are he afraid that he would hide his own private interests?

Yes, in this era, ancient martial arts were secrets that were not secrets of parents and children but were not passed down. It is probably Huang Pusong's concern.

When Lu Bu thought of this, he did not deliberately make things difficult for Huang Pu, who was eager to make things difficult for him, seriously stating that the specific parameters of the iron arm ring were explained in detail.

However, Lu Bu's expression was humiliated with resentment, resentment with resentment, shame with resentment. It was simply the Oscar expression emperor.

Huang Pusong nodded frequently when he heard this, and was very satisfied until he confirmed that he had carefully printed the meninges.

He smiled and comforted Lu Bu: If you have any requests, just ask, as long as it is within your ability, it will be as you wish.

Lu Bu was very satisfied with Huang Pu's statement, but he still couldn't hide his loss on his face.

"General Yang Fengyang made great contributions when he liberated Julu City. Bu wanted to ask him what crime he committed, so that he, the meritorious minister, was imprisoned?"

When Huang Pusong saw Yang Feng mentioning him, his expression was very cold: Humph, General Lu is too much in charge. Can I report to you if I act? In view of your contribution to the iron armband, I will give you some information: Yang Feng involved a huge disaster, which disturbed me. He was uneasy all night. He broke the sky and no one could save him!

Seeing Huang Pusong's attitude of doing business, Lu Bu knew that he was determined to do Yang Feng. However, Yang Feng was of great use to him, and he would never allow Yang Feng to die early!

"Don't worry, the Emperor's General, the last general is just entrusted by someone to inquire. The Emperor's General, because of the friendship of his colleagues, is entrusted to inquire. The Emperor's General, is uneasy, is not appropriate. It is better to tell me the internal reasons, perhaps I can help you solve your problems." Lu Bu said tentatively.

Huang Pu's face cleared slightly, but his anger was still not gone, and he said: Who is the entrusted by him? Could it be that someone else disliked a certain war? Brother, it is the old man who said you need to consider your actions in the future. Not everyone can be worthy of your entrusting. A kind heart is a good thing, but it may cause trouble. As for the internal cause, can I trust you?

Lu Bu breathed a little relieved, knowing that his guiding language had finally brought official affairs back to the track of private affairs.

Then, suddenly, Lu Bu's face was full of anger, and he shook his sleeves hard and said: Since you don't believe in me, why should you be communicating with my brother? If you don't believe in my personality, why don't you and me not interact with each other until you die!

After saying that, Lu Bu was furious and wanted to leave with his sleeves.

"Wait, Fengxian, wait, it's my brother's fault. I'm not. I'll avenge you, accus me!" Huang Pusong hurriedly stopped Lu Bu and said in a good voice.

In Huang Pu's eyes, Lu Bu is young but has achieved military achievements. He is destined to be a rising star, and his future prospects are limitless.

Of course, this is not what Huang Pu values ​​the most. After all, no matter how unlimited Lu Bu is, it will be a matter of many years later. It is unknown whether he is still alive or not! What he really values ​​is Lu Bu's potential in fighting, courageous and strategic, and an indispensable talent for expanding territory in the Han Dynasty!

"Brother, do you think I am a brother, and have you recognized me as a virtuous brother?" Lu Bu said with a bitter expression.

Huang Pu was stunned by Lu Bu's expression, and then the cold and hard heart that had been through the battlefield had a hint of warmth. He actually felt a wonderful feeling that his younger brother was complaining with his elder brother.

"My brother, I'll tell you that's right. You're so angry, alas!" Huang Pusong said slowly.

How would Huang Pusong receive secret reports, how he decided to arrest Yang Feng, how he found the ancient star of Yinghuo in Yang Feng's home, the eight-character rebellion in the palace of the Emperor of Heaven and the situation of the witchcraft baby one by one!

"Brother, in addition to you and I know about this, how many people know about this?" Lu Bu suddenly asked anxiously.

"There were more than a dozen soldiers present at that time, and they were one of the witnesses." Huang Pusong said.

"Oh no! Brother, the big thing is not good. If they are greedy for glory, become deserters and go to the imperial capital to report, report the news to the hostile family of the Huangpu family, saying that you deliberately neglect the rebellious matters. This matter will be bad!" Lu Bu said in a deep voice.

"Impossible, these are all good men in the army. It is impossible to do things that are betrayal of trust and honor!" Huang Pusong was not worried at all.

"My brother is really broad-minded. If the soldiers keep their mouths tight, there will be too many leaks. Talking in the sleep, talking angry, talking big, talking drunk... Too many! Taking advantage of the shortage of the incident, it is better to kill all the insiders, and then run to the capital at night and report to the emperor the key points, which is a perfect solution!" Lu Bu said earnestly.

Huang Pusong looked gloomy, and he felt that Lu Bu was a bit murderous. But Lu Bu was completely thinking about him, making him feel gloomy in his heart and thought that he shouldn't have such thoughts.

"I will not use a false guess to kill innocent soldiers, nor will I let you take a risk for thousands of miles to go to the imperial capital when the remnants of the Yellow Turbans are still rampant. This Yang Feng deserves to die. He has caused me and me a huge problem!" Huang Pusong was a little irritable and said in a cold voice.

Lu Bu pondered silently. He knew that it was time to give Huang Pusong some rare time to think. If he was too tight, it would backfire. Even if he succeeded now, he would be worn when Huang Pusong repents in the future.

Huang Pusong sat down, leaned against the shadow of the pavilion, and looked like he was sleeping.

His expression gradually became unpredictable. He was first hideous, then unbearable, then sneered, then ashamed and uneasy, and finally turned into peace.

"Mr. Chunshen, the Warring States Period, should be kept in vain and suffer the allusion of chaos. I have a similar mind. Now I think only two ways to solve my troubles. One: Send someone to kill Yang Feng in prison and let all the source of chaos be wiped out!" Huang Pusong was paused at this time, waiting for Lu Bu's idea of ​​this plan.

When Lu Bu heard the zither, he knew the elegance, but pretended to be meditated for a long time before he slowly said: What my brother said is indeed feasible. But there is an omission. If someone in the court really learned about this and was fanned by someone, he would inevitably be falsely accused of being a ghost in his heart. This matter can be big or small, and the operationality is extremely unpredictable. I wonder if I have ever heard of a false crime?

"I am not guilty, how can I say I am guilty?" Huang Pu said angrily.

Lu Bu smiled: This is a false sin!

"It's false, it's false, it's good!" Huang Pusong's eyes flashed coldly, as if he was thinking of the dirty things that had secretly fought between some families in the past.

"A false guilt is so terrible. If they point out through clues about this matter that concerns Yang Feng's rebellion and the witchcraft, it would be very bad!" Lu Bu frowned.

"Luckily, my good brother taught me, otherwise I would have violated a big taboo!" Huang Pusong stood up, grabbed Lu Bu's arm affectionately, and his face was full of gratitude.

Lu Bu broke free without hesitation and said: Although this plan doesn’t work, I guess I still have a draft. It’s better for you and I to write it on the palm of your hand and show it together to see the tacit understanding between the brother and me. How about it?

Huang Pusong laughed: Haha, since my brother is so elegant, how dare he refuse to obey? Please!

"please!"

There were no pens and ink in the pavilion, and Huang Pusong seemed to have forgotten to ask the subordinates for these things.

Huang Pusong did not mention it, and Lu Bu naturally did not ask much.

Lu Bu looked at the lush old locust tree. The golden leaves on the old locust tree hang on the branches, like a layer of golden saint cloak. The snow-white locust flowers bloom in the cold wind, igniting the inheritance of life.

Then.

Lu Bu moved.

He took a deep breath and his legs rushed out like arrows off the strings.

Dingdian! After approaching the old locust tree, his speed did not decrease. He stepped up along the old trunk. The wind and clouds took off as if he was on the flat ground repeatedly. After reaching three meters high, he flipped over and over again. He grabbed three golden leaves and then fell steadily on the ground.

"Good boy!" Huang Pusong couldn't help but admire Lu Bu's super difficult movements.

He didn't dare to learn Lu Bu's movements, but walked quickly to a branch on the edge of the old locust tree that was less than his height from the ground, and cut off a few branches.

Then, the two turned around in a tacit understanding and wrote silently in a unique way.

After a moment, the two turned around almost at the same time and gave each other a smile.

Lu Bu and Huang Pusong walked towards each other, with eyes meeting, and made a very tacit spreading action in their hands.

"Let it go!" The palm of Lu Bu's left hand was a word put. The veins on the golden leaves were analyzed and opened, and the next word put it go that was slightly twisted but no one could recognize.

"Let it go!" Huang Pusong's right palm also had a word "Let it go"; dark brown branches crisscrossed and twisted and curved together to form a word "Let it go" that is crooked but extremely clear.

"Haha!" Huang Pusong laughed first.

"Haha!" Lu Bu also smiled.

"Haha, those who know my heart are Fengxian. Those who disturb my heart are Yang Feng."

"Brother is too rewarded. Yang Feng is considered a good luck. He happened to meet a brother who treats others kindly and wisely for a long time, otherwise he would not have his life!"

"Hmph, he is lucky! But don't mention this matter again. Just pretend that Yang Feng's incident has never happened." Huang Pusong emphasized.

"Yang Feng, I'm not familiar with him, how could I know what happened to him?" Lu Bu smiled.

Huang Pusong was stunned and then laughed: Haha, Brother Fengxian, you really can pretend to be confused when you understand, but I like it, haha!

The two of them naturally relaxed too much when they resolved their knots, and they unknowingly talked about the time for breakfast.

Huang Pusong enthusiastically stayed at Lu Bu for breakfast, and Lu Bu was not polite at all. He ate the wind and the clouds were blowing away during the meal, and he ate enough to fill his stomach...

Afterwards, Lu Bu said goodbye and left...
Chapter completed!