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

Bingzhou is sparsely populated and the fields are fertile. In addition to raising livestock, it is also the most suitable for farming.After obtaining the consent of the county magistrate Yan Xin, the large wasteland in the west was included in the experimental scope of Tuntian.

As noon approached, the courtyard of the Lu family gradually became lively.

Not only important officials in the county, but also generals and military officers in the army, even old generals from far away in Yanmen and Mr. Yan from Shangdang also appeared in the courtyard.

Yan Xin, who is the top leader in the county, temporarily put aside his official duties today, and got busy inside and out, welcoming guests and receiving gifts.

In the absence of Lu Bu's father, the little thing's first birthday ceremony can only be organized by his uncle, who is personally responsible.

The small courtyard was soon filled with all kinds of people.Even some people whom Lu Bu didn't know at all, had the cheek to bring gifts to congratulate them.

Don't reach out to hit the smiling person, not to mention that today is an auspicious day, there is absolutely no reason to drive the guests out.

Due to the surge in the number of guests beyond expectations, the one-person-one-table that was originally prepared could not help but be changed to a two-person table, or even three people to sit together.

Faced with this kind of temporary adjustment, many guests who came to give gifts were quite dissatisfied and felt that they were losing their dignity.Anyway, they are also figures with certain reputations in their respective territories, how could they be arranged at will like this.It wasn't until seeing the Patriarchs of Zhang and Yan sitting together and chatting freely that they swallowed this unwillingness and sat with others.

"I didn't expect that Lu Bu, a martial artist from a poor family, would have so many people to support him." Guo Jia, who was sitting next to Xi Ce, was slightly surprised when he saw the guests coming one after another.

Xi Ce picked up the cold water on the table, took a sip, and said with a little indifference in his indifferent expression: "Where are these people here to cheer the general? , Zhang Family, or they want to monopolize Wuyuan and rise to become a new powerful family..."

"Sir, is your surname drama?" A middle-aged man with an easy-going appearance came over with a calm tone.

Xi Ce looked the man up and down, but he didn't recognize him in his memory, so he asked, "Your Excellency?"

"In Xiazhangfeng, Taiyuan Yangqu Ren." The middle-aged man looked a little arrogant. In his opinion, he was able to address Xi Ce as 'Mr.', obviously giving Xi Ce enough face.

Zhang's house in Taiyuan.

Joce murmured, and he kept records of all the well-known family members in Bingzhou.This Zhang Feng is one of the strong contenders for the next generation head of the Zhang family.

As for why Zhang Feng came to him, the plot is still unclear, but Zhang Feng's next words made it clear.

"I want to buy [-] war horses from my husband. Money is not a problem. Please help me." Zhang Feng looked down at the play and said calmly.

Two thousand war horses, this is not a small number.

More importantly, why did the Zhang family want so many war horses all of a sudden?

Xi Ce made a mark for Zhang's family in his heart, but shook his head helplessly on his face, and said to Zhangfeng regretfully: "Brother, I'm afraid you have found the wrong person. I'm just a humble scholar who lives in a sojourn, how can I get it?" Such a big idea."

Zhang Feng looked at the play and saw that there was no sign of lying or cheating on his face, so he couldn't help muttering in his heart.He also heard about the fact that he could find Xi Ce to buy war horses. Now it seems that it is very likely to be a rumor.

"Brother, would you like to sit down and have a drink?" The dramatist greeted Zhang Feng with a bright smile on his face.

"No, I still have something to do." Zhang Feng's face was obviously much colder, and even the title of 'Mr.' was directly erased.

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"That's why you can bear these low-minded guys." After Zhang Feng left, Guo Jia said angrily.

"It's normal. People go to high places, and water flows to low places. People who want to befriend and cling to are big men, so how can they take us poor scholars with no backing in their eyes." Joke's contemptuous attitude towards this person, Didn't take it too seriously.During these years of running around, he has already seen countless blank stares and indifference.

Until I met Lu Bu, the young man who hadn't been promoted to a general, not even a captain, bowed down and called "Sir" to him, his eyes were pure, without elevation, nor any discrimination or arrogance.

Later, he called him Mr., and he called him General.

This cry, unconsciously, has been two years.

Recalling how time flies, Xi Ce sighed quietly.Perhaps only he himself knew the meaning of this sigh.

He turned his head to the side, seeing Guo Jia's still unhappy expression, he put his hand on the little ghost's forehead to comfort him, and said with a smile: "But you have to change your jealous temper, or you will suffer in the officialdom sooner or later."

"Cut, if I change my temper, it can still be me, Guo Fengxiao?" The young man with a white fox face tilted his head, freed his hands from the trick, and answered in a chic and unrestrained way.

Xi Ce knew that this kid didn't like others to overwhelm him, but he liked to polish this stubborn stone and rough jade the most, so he said with interest: "Feng Xiao, you and I might as well guess, the person standing behind Zhang's house , who would it be?"

The corner of Guo Jia's mouth twitched when he heard this, and he said disdainfully: "Master Xun said, I can't catch up with you in great wisdom, and you are not as smart as me in small cleverness."

As he spoke, Guo Jia dipped his fingers in the water, and at the same time wrote the play on the table.

In the blink of an eye, the two closed their hands at the same time, and when the covered palms were removed, the same person's surname was written in the water on the table.

"You kid, you're really about to become a monster." Jockey laughed, Master Xun has great wisdom, but when you get old, you will always be misjudged.

Guo Fengxiao, a little fox, can fool you, but can't hide it from me.

"What are you two talking about, smiling so happily?" The man in the dark brown long coat sat down, separated his thumb and index finger, and stroked the scholar mustache on his lips.

"Hey, isn't this Feng Changshi?" Seeing the visitor, Guo Jia responded in feinted surprise.

"Feng Xiao, don't tease him as a brother."

Feng Ji, who served as the chief of the county, replied with a smile. He wanted to reach out to caress the top of Guo Jia's head, but the latter quickly dodged it, so he had to withdraw his hand in embarrassment.

As for Cui Xu, who used to be the chief historian, he was sent to Luoyang with tens of millions of dollars.If this happens, at least someone will know about the changes in the court in the future.

Before Feng Ji's butt was hot, someone came to him to discuss matters, so he had to look apologetically at the two friends, got up and followed the visitor.

"When I was in Yingchuan, these people with a little bit of status, don't talk about taking the initiative to talk to me, even if they look at me, they may not even look at me in the eye."

These are Feng Ji's original words, so it can be seen that power is indeed very good.

Looking at the back of Fengji getting up and leaving, Guo Jia's face darkened, and he couldn't help reminding the trick: "Don't think that if you help Feng Yuantu and Xin Zhongzhi, these people will be grateful to you. On the contrary, point out Maybe in their hearts, they have long thought of taking your position away."

"It would be best for someone to replace me, so that I don't have to spend a lot of time worrying about teaching and learning every day." Xie Ce said indifferently, what he said was from the heart, but just Feng Ji and Xin Ping at the moment , but not enough for this.

"By the way, are you really not worried about Lu Bu?" Guo Jia asked again.

Xi Ce drooled, and asked with a nonchalant smile, "What is there to worry about?"

"Don't you ever think that if you work hard here, if something happens to Lu Bu in Liangzhou, all the hard work of the past two years will be in vain. Don't look at these soldiers who are respectful to you, they , Mostly because of Lu Bu, if something really happens, no one will hand over the military power to you." Guo Jia lowered his voice a little, and narrated the worst situation.

Although he only came to Bingzhou for a short half a year, during this half year, Guo Jia was almost inseparable from the plot.Others may not be able to understand the many arrangements of the drama, but he can see through it at a glance. This thin, ordinary-looking young man has an ocean of thoughts. Come in and become a pawn in his game.

Seeking skins from tigers, a careless move, is very likely to bring a devastating disaster to the entire Bingzhou.

Regarding Guo Jia's worries, Xie Ce once thought about it.If he was beside Lu Bu to help with the plan, it would be much safer, but as a human being, one has to go through many things and tribulations to grow.

You, me, him, are no exception.

"Do you believe that a person can come back from 15 years?"

Xi Ce suddenly remembered what Lu Bu said on the city wall that day. Although he didn't believe it, he wanted to hear what this little devil had to say.

"Xi Zhicai, are you still asleep?" Guo Jiabai glanced at Xi Ce, and even if he didn't want to answer clearly, the way the topic was shifted went too far.

During the Han Dynasty, from the emperor down to the common people, more than [-]% of the people believed in gods.But there are very few individual exceptions, such as Guo Jia, and another example, Xie Ce.