The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Lu Bu was a hero in Bingzhou and even the Great Han Dynasty, so it was an extremely honorable thing to serve as a soldier under him.

Many death row prisoners and rangers who survived the battlefield were all impressed by Lu Bu's bravery and demeanor, and they all signed up to join the army, willing to follow.

The day before he left, Lu Bu helped Yan Wei pack the flowers and fruits in the yard.

Everything that could be taken away was packed into wooden boxes.

He could tell that Wei Niang was very reluctant to be here.

After all, this is where they got married and their first home.

But, there is no way.

Lu Bu clenched his fists secretly, sometimes he really wanted to resign from office, ignore everything, be a farmer in the mountains, accompany Wei Niang and the children, and live a peaceful life for the rest of his life.

However, he can't!

The joke is right, 'poor and lowly couples are sad for everything', even if he can live a hard life, what about Wei Niang?

The dignified daughter of an aristocratic family lives a life of rich clothes and fine food, but is it just to eat chaff and swallow vegetables with herself?

The skirt on her body was old and gray, and had been mended several times, so she was reluctant to buy a new one.

Seeing it, Lu Bu felt sore in his heart, and at the same time, he told himself that Wei Niang's life would definitely be better than before!

The seeds planted in the heart quietly sprouted new shoots.

After packing up the clothes and bedding, Yan Wei came out of the house, and her man sat in the yard again in a daze.

This great hero who frightens the Xianbei people and is praised by the common people always seems to have a lot of things to think about.

Knowing that Yan Wei wanted to visit the village, Lu Bu was not too surprised. He bent down and said softly, "Come on, I'll carry you."

Yan Wei shook her head lightly, saying she wanted to walk by herself.

Lu Bu stopped insisting, and took her soft and boneless little hand, interlocking his fingers.

The young couple was walking in the village and met many familiar villagers on the way.

Lu Bu greeted them, but the villagers no longer responded enthusiastically with simple smiles as before. Instead, they lowered their heads and stood respectfully aside. They didn't dare to straighten their heads until Lu Bu passed in front of them. .

Even the chattering women in the village no longer called Yan Wei, Mrs. Lu's family familiarly, but timidly called Mrs. General.

When Lu Bu first came to the village, the villagers thought he was just a little military officer like a centurion, so they could joke with Lu Bu to their heart's content.

But now, the smiles of the young people in front of them are still gentle, but they have become people from two worlds.

Since the Great Han respected Confucianism, the thought of honor and inferiority had already been deeply implanted in the soul and bone marrow of these low-level people.

"Mister said that with my face, I would become a lonely person one day. I didn't believe it at first." Lu Bu's tone was slightly bitter.

Feeling the desolation in Lu Bu's heart, Yan Wei couldn't help but tighten her little hands, and comforted her in a low voice: "No, at least I'm still a concubine, and General Cao and the others will always be by my husband's side."

The stream in front of the village was covered with a small layer of thin ice, and six or seven urchins were playing by the river.

When they saw Yan Wei who were originally playing, they immediately shouted happily.

Yan Wei responded to these little guys with a smile, and told them not to fall into the river.

In the whole Youxi Village, only Yan Wei is the favorite of these little guys.

Looking at these lively and naughty children, Lu Bu gently stroked Yan Wei's slightly swollen belly, and then laughed too, full of happiness and anticipation in his smile.

Is it a boy or a girl?

The first eighty-sixth chapter why does brother laugh

The people who migrated to Wuyuan set off as scheduled. In the severe cold and wind, they turned their heads three times a step, looked back at the city wall behind them, and gradually drifted away.

The journey from Yanmen to Xiyang is not long, but this migrating team took two full days.

Otherwise, it would take half a month to reach Wuyuan County.

During Lu Bu's Northern Expedition, Diyang County was burned to ashes by the Xianbei people.

The surrounding area of ​​the entire county is also a mess.

Tens of thousands of winter canopies were erected in the surrounding fields.

The people wore bloated thick jackets, the old and the young helped each other, shivering in the cold wind.

These seemingly warm winter clothes are not as cold as imagined.

Among the [-] people who moved here, [-]% of them are old, young, women and children.

When setting up the tent, Lu Bu went to inspect various places, but because his body had not yet recovered, he did not wear armor.

Most of the people lived in tents. Although it was not very warm inside the tents, it was at least better than being cold outside.

When he saw an old man take off his jacket, wrapped his grandson in his arms, and hugged him tightly, Lu Bu felt a little sour in his heart, and some old memories resurfaced.

His childhood had also survived like this.

Lu Bu chatted with the old man for a while, and learned that the old man had three sons, but those who were unlucky all put their lives on the battlefield, leaving only one grandson to depend on him.

The most painful thing in the world is that a white-haired person gives a black-haired person.

Lu Bu noticed that when the old man was talking about this paragraph, he secretly wiped the corners of his eyes several times.

There are few people in Bingzhou, and there are regulations in the army that when there is only one son left in the family, they don't have to enlist in the army.

When Lu Bu asked the old man why he sent all three sons into the army.

The old man couldn't tell much, he just told Lu Bu that protecting the family and the country is the mission and responsibility of every big man.If it wasn't for this old bone dying, he would definitely rush to the battlefield in exchange for the lives of several Xianbei bandit chieftains.

For a moment, Lu Bu was in awe.

"Ah Weng, I'm cold." The sleeping boy grabbed the old man's arm, his thin body shaking non-stop.

The old man sighed slightly, his weather-beaten face showed helplessness and sadness, and he was about to take off the only single clothes left.

At this moment, a thick padded jacket was put on the little boy.

Without waiting for the old man to refuse, Lu Bu suddenly got up and walked out of the tent, saying in his heart: "Old man, the blood of your sons was not shed in vain."

After leaving the tent, Lu Bu asked Song Xian to cook hot soup for the common people to warm up.