The Taoist Priest was born with thin skin and tender flesh, and he could not tan even if he was exposed to the sun. The young ladies in Taoxi Town were so annoyed that they did not dare to pass by Mr. Zong! But someone who looks so valuable dares to block the road in the street! "The hexagram says that you will meet a noble person today." "Sir, let's first figure out who I am?" The person in front of him is riding a brown and red BMW, with golden armor and silver guns. He is full of energy and energy, and he can't hide it. Zong Yu's eyes are crooked, and he says compliments smoothly: "You are handsome and handsome. So majestic, and accompanied by the guards, he must be..." The soldier who had listened for a long time sneered, another charlatan, the Taoist priest changed his voice, "He is the Prime Minister Liang." Zong Yu's life is either slapping others in the face, or on the way to slapping others in the face. Listening to the sudden silence, Zong Yu rolled his eyes in his heart. The scholar's youth on his head was so high that he was pretending to be a mighty general! --
Intention: Relaxing fantasy, adding some mystery to the treacherous court