He had read this a lot. He had known that Sima Hua was different from ordinary people, that is, he was reckless, but he was abrupt. He had heard of General Sima's reputation before, but Jun Yi was a god of war, so he shouldn't be confused by this appearance. He shouldn't be so stupid, afraid that because of what the master said before, he had become a little displeased with Sima Hua. This is how powerful Sima Hua is, who is unwilling to believe.

No, he wanted Sima Hua to be so arrogant, and he was doing superficial skills in leading troops to fight on weekdays, but all the names were obtained by talking about wars on paper. Yes, he wanted to think so, but this was not a real thing after all.

But he just wanted to give Sima Hua a warning. After all, such people are proud, so there is no such good person to surrender. But now he is no longer good at Sima Hua. People are sick, right? If they continue like this, when the master gets the news, he still thinks he doesn't want his master to have a more capable general next to him.

Although I do think so in my heart, I can never show it clearly on this side.

None of the people around the master are savages. What they do secretly are afraid of being exposed one day. If it is even more exposed, wouldn’t he have entered the Hall of Hell?

"Come here, please exchange the dishes at this table." Ma Weibo suddenly shouted at the outside of the Accord. The servant guarding outside the door hurriedly rolled in and looked like he was crying miserably, and he complained in his heart that he had encountered such a plague god.

"Switch this dish, replace it with milky white grapes, snow-capped plums, sauce-flavored pomelo, five-spice ripe mustard, sweet sour milk melon, sweet and sweet and yummy." Ma Weibo pulled the servant and said to himself, until the servant's eyes were dull.

Sima Hua also looked at General Ma who looked like a white-faced scholar in a daze. He didn't know that Ma Weibo knew so much about the dishes.

"Young master is not a strange thing. When I was mixing on the street in my early years, it was a good idea to register the name of the dish." As he said this, Ma Weibo raised the jade pot on the table and stood up, pouring sake into Sima Hua's blue and white porcelain cup. For a moment, the fragrance of sake spread, which relieved the greasy smell by three points.

"I am also used to being alone, so I just speak out." Ma Weibo said, and gave the servant next to me a look. Why did the servant stay in this big restaurant for a long time and saw everything passing by. Soon he reacted, left the accord, and called the few people beside him to clean up the greasy food on the table very quickly.

I still took the extremely elegant canopy fragrance and burned the fragrance of the room next to it.

"I just looked at the young master's style. I thought that the noble master's style was so beautiful that I knew the hidden truth. I hope that the young master would not dislike me. I have also been fighting too much on this battlefield, but I still look down on the so-called princes and nobles." Ma Weibo looked at the extremely kind-hearted, but this was full of water, which made people unable to find the wrong place.

How many people who can really do the position of commander of the imperial guards are really the most powerful and rude people. But they are just illusions of cheating others. If you want to serve in front of the imperial court for a long time and do smart things, you are not able to understand smart people. This is the best way to do it.

No one would want to put such a smart person in front of you day by day. It is hard to save that one day, a smart person will kill you. If you can't sleep well next to the bed, it's up to this principle.

Looking at the stupid person, the more likely it is the one who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger.

"Look, this dish is the best." Ma Weibo said, and put the freshly served milky white grapes that the servant had just put in Sima Hua's place.

He looked very kind and sorry on his face, but he was thinking in his heart that such milky white grapes would be sweet enough for Sima Hua. There was no place for two tigers in one mountain, and he could no longer know the master's thoughts.

The soldiers under Sima Hua's soldiers are closest to the imperial city, which is the last barrier of the imperial city, and are also the bravest among the soldiers nearby. And most importantly, these soldiers listen to Sima Hua's words the most. Someone once said in a low voice that if Sima Hua had the intention to rebel, the soldiers under him would probably have to walk through this single-plank bridge. Although this is a bit wrong, it also shows the friendship and loyalty of these soldiers to Sima Hua. If Sima Hua is by his side, it will be beneficial without any harm.

The master had a good plan, so he could only win over Sima Hua with his master's thoughts.

But a general has always been like a beauty, and he is not allowed to see white hair on earth. Since Jun Lingyan will also be interested in demoting Sima Mingsheng and secretly, why isn't the master thinking about this?

As I recited this, the horse's face became looser.

"General, I want to be a lobbyist for others." Sima Hua did not move anything on the table, and even the wine was not moved. He just put the blue and white porcelain wine glass in his hands and played with it. His eyes were also looking at the scenery downstairs, those pedestrians who had been walking around.

"Look at what these people do? They are just crucian carp that are crossing the river. Crucian carp cannot be on the table or go to the elegant hall." Ma Weibo did not answer, but just looked at Sima Hua with a slightly cold look.

It is extremely good to interact with smart people. This kind and reckless man has deceived many people, and even Jun Lingyan has never doubted him. He just thought he was a general of great or bad luck. He really saw that he was such a person.

He is worthy of being Jun Yi's God of War, not from the things in this pool.

"It's not the general's final decision whether he has to enter the hall of elegance. Perhaps, it should be the final decision of Du Yujun?" Sima Hua had a gentle smile on his lips, but his eyes had a little coldness.

Ma Weibo really thought that Du Yujun, whom he didn't know, or did not know what kind of gods and ghosts were behind him.

Sima Hua played with it, looking at the blue and white porcelain patterns, which had some meaning.

"Since the young master knows, what game was playing with Weibo before." Ma Weibo was a little shocked for a moment. Almost no one knew that the master behind him was Du Yujun, and Du Yujun has always appeared among people.

His name is also hidden. Looking at Sima Hua's calm and composed look, can he really know his master before, or is he just cheating on himself?

Ma Weibo, who has always been very clear-headed, lost his mind for the first time. He really couldn't figure out what brand Sima Hua was using.

"Du Yu and I have had a few friends before. Since you are his subordinate, you can say something bluntly. After all, I owe him a favor before." Sima Hua raised his eyes and looked at Ma Weibo on the opposite side, and said gently.

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