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Chapter 1087 Lao Wang

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    Dayou Zonglin likes to compare himself to Cao Cao. Although his literary talent and martial arts are light years behind Wei Wu, he is not inferior to Prime Minister Cao in terms of their common hobby - wives.

    Back then, Prime Minister Cao took Zhang Ji's wife, but ended up forcing Zhang Xiu to rebel, killing his son and general, and the army was completely defeated.  The two most troubling enemies for Otomo Zonglin, Qiuyue Zaneshi and Takahashi Jianzhong, were also caused by the wives of his subordinates.

    He also repented for this, and even swore that he would be killed if he became Lao Wang again. Unfortunately, the sperm got to his head and he hooked up with his subordinate's wife again.

    No, while his subordinate, the great name Ichimanda Jianshi, was leading the entire clan to fight for him on the front line, he took action against Mrs. Ichimanda again.

    "My Lord, where is Madam? Why haven't you come out yet?" Mrs. Tenwanda's face was flushed. She didn't know whether it was because of embarrassment or something else.  She was invited by the lord's wife to come and learn about tea art.  Who knew that this old pervert would actually come back from the front line!

    "Oh, she suddenly felt uncomfortable and asked me to entertain you." Zong Lin smiled and took a deep breath in her hair and said, "Madam, why do you smell so good?"

    "It's time for me to go back." Mrs. Tenwanda couldn't stand this old pervert who was getting more and more exaggerated.

    "Didn't I tell you that I'll let you go after this dance?" Zong Lin hugged her tightly and said.

    "But this dance is too long, my legs are sore from dancing." Mrs. Iwanda quickly held his chest with both hands, with an expression on her face that said, "I've been fooled by you."

    In recent years, Nanbarbarism has become prevalent in Usuki Castle. Both her husband and wife have become religious and often attend Western dance parties.  She really likes to dance this kind of Western dance, but she doesn't like to dance with an old pervert!

    "Where's the soreness? Let me rub it for you." Zong Lin only looks older in this outfit, but in fact he is only forty years old.  His arms were like iron hoops that prevented Tenmanda from breaking free, so his hands slid down dishonestly.

    "No, Master." Mrs. Tenwanda hurriedly pressed his hand and said in panic: "My husband is still fighting for you!"

    "I want to comfort Jiu Kuang's wife for him." Zong Lin couldn't hold himself back at all, so he lay on his back and started to hump.

    At this moment, a shout suddenly sounded outside: "My lord, my lord, something bad is going to happen!"

    "What's the matter? We can't talk about it later?!" Zong Lin, who was suffering from spermatozoa, asked angrily. He recognized that it was his trusted veteran Yoshioka Munakean.

    Then I heard Yoshioka Munehuan leaning outside the door and saying, "No, it's a matter of life and death for Dayou's family. If you wait a little longer, it will be too late!"

    "Alas" Zong Lin had no choice but to let go of his hand and said to the frightened lady: "Look, I didn't do anything to you, did I?"

    "Thank you, my lord, for your noble hand." Madam quickly sorted out her scattered kimonos, and hurriedly opened the door and ran out without even bothering to salute.

    "That's so rude." Zong Lin curled his lips and asked Yoshioka Zonghuan, who was lying on the porch, "What on earth is going on?"

    "There are ten thousand Tian family strong men, and the appraisal is the pillar of the lord. If he also becomes the Takahashi appraisal because of a woman, the lord will definitely lose to the Maori family, and then lose the entire Kyushu!" the white-haired veteran advised.  Admonished.

    "Haha, you are too worried. I just chatted with her" Let the sea breeze blow, Zong Lin calmed down now, touched his head and said with a smile: "I am a monk now, the six roots are pure, there is no  Such dirty thoughts."

    He is known for his resourcefulness, how could he not know that he is destroying the Great Wall?  However, he encountered a bloody coup when he was young, and his father and brothers were brutally killed, so he had a strong desire to enjoy himself in time.  Especially every time after coming off the battlefield, this thought would surge up uncontrollably, and everything else would be forgotten.

    ?? Okay, let¡¯s call it sperm on the brain.

    ??~~

    Zong Lin, whose blood returned to his brain, finally returned to normal and asked Zong Huan to come in for tea.

    During the Warring States Period, tea ceremony was a required course for samurai.

    In the quiet tea room, with the water boiling on the charcoal stove, smelling the overflowing fragrance of tea, facing the small bridge in the courtyard, the flowing water, and the maple leaves like blood, it can really make people calm down, forget about the fighting on the battlefield, and put aside life and death.  The troubles bring great comfort to the soul.

    Zong Lin, who was making tea, was completely different from Fang Cai. He added some Wu salt to the tea soup and said to Zong Huan, "Is there anything you can't say in the letter that would force you to call me back?"

    The Otomo family is also full of talents, and the top two are Yoshioka Munehuan and Totsugi Mizuki.  However, Daoxue, who wields the Thousand Birds sword to chop thunder, is an undefeated warrior, and Zong Huan is Zong Lin's think tank.  Otherwise, Zong Lin wouldn't have returned from the front line as soon as he called.

    "There are very important secrets, and we must ask the lord to come back and make a decision." Zong Huan said in a deep voice.

    "Oh?" Zong Lin looked confusedHe was not hurt, but he was concerned about whether Kyushu Island had been tampered with.

    "No. The Ming Dynasty's fleet seemed to only aim at destroying each family's ships, and then threatened to bombard the city and extort a ransom. It has never landed, let alone set up a stronghold." Zong Huan shook his head.  , paused and said:

    "Oh, by the way, the Matsuura Party is an exception. Not only was their navy destroyed, but the Prison City of the Sun was also burned down, and Matsuura Takanobu was seriously injured. The Matsuura family had to collect a large ransom to beg for their release.  It seems to be as much as one hundred thousand taels of gold!"

    "It seems it's because of the Matsuura Party incident." Zong Lin took a sip of tea and felt a little weak. In his heart, he felt a little gloating about the misfortune.  He secretly thought that the people of the Ming Dynasty should work harder and kill the Maori family's navy.

    Then he added another spoonful of Shengxue produced in the Ming Dynasty and Wu Yan said: "The people of the Ming Dynasty have had enough revenge now, should they leave?"

    "No, they are coming to the door." Zong Huan said quietly.

    "Pfft" Zong Lin spurted out a mouthful of thick green tea soup. Too much salt was added, it was so salty!

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