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

"Although you are not sure, you can try."

Lv Bu yawned because of his drunkenness: "What's more, the imperial court wants to set up a state shepherd, but it will only happen sooner or later."

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Yan Li's face suddenly changed, and there was even a hint of surprise in his tone: "How do you know this!"

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Since Zhang Yi, the previous governor, died at the hands of the Xianbei people, Liu Yan, a member of the royal family, went to the emperor to request that the governor be changed to the governor of the state and take over the local administrative and military expediencies.

Although it was rejected by the emperor at the time, this suggestion made many people think.

"How you know is not important. The important thing is, brother thinks what I just said, is it feasible?" Lu Bu looked at Yan Li, waiting for his reply.

It's about the future of Yan's family, so it's a big deal, and Yan Li can't make up his mind for a while.

The old man remained silent, and waved to Yan Li: "Boss, come here."

Seeing this, Lu Bu stood up tactfully, rubbed his head, smiled and said to the old man and the two uncles: "This sweet-scented osmanthus wine is too strong, let me go out to get some fresh air."

There is a smile on the face, but there is some grievance in the heart.

After all, he is a son-in-law from a foreign country, and he is incomparable.

In a certain garden, the little bell lying on the rockery saw her father coming, and ran towards Lu Bu with her little feet.

Seeing his daughter, Lu Bu's gloomy mood will always drift away, and then the warm sunshine will rise.

Crouching down, hugging the little guy in his arms, everything around him was still so familiar.

The ancient tree in the center of the courtyard is still in full bloom, with pink leaves hanging all over the branches; the gazebo under the big tree has four corners flying around, and there is no trace of dust in the pavilion; the flowers and plants under the garden wall are full of vitality.

Recalling the first time I came to this garden, it was purely because I drank too much wine and bumped into it by mistake.

The corners of Lu Bu's mouth curled up slightly, with a warm smile, no matter whether the little guy liked it or not, he pointed to the pavilion at the bottom of the tree over there, and slowly recalled the scene of the first encounter.

"The first time I saw your mother, wow, she was standing in that gazebo, wearing a flying fairy bun, wearing a lavender fairy skirt, slim and graceful, like a fairy girl, you can see me, halazi It flowed all over the place, hahaha..."

"At that time, your mother also held a little one in her arms. At that time, I thought it was you!"

"Your mother is a lady of every family, and your father and I are a rough martial artist. It stands to reason that the status relationship is impossible to beat. In the end, not only did you get married, but now you are such a cute little guy... "

Everything is like yesterday.

Lu Bu talked more and more vigorously there, Yan Wei who was standing next to him was not as thick-skinned as Lu Bu, hearing those past events, her beautiful face couldn't help showing a little shame, and she gave a slightly reproachful voice: "These shame Let me tell you about the matter, but don't teach your daughter badly."

When Lu Bu heard the words, he stopped talking, gently held his wife's little hand, and looked up at the ancient tree.

The years are quiet.

If Lu Bu hadn't come to Yan's mansion that day, or hadn't been drunk, or hadn't entered this small garden by mistake...

In the dark, there is a destiny and a share.

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After staying in the garden for a while, Lu Bu saw that it was still early, so he was going to go for a walk outside the city, saying that he was going to 'fulfill his wish'.

The thoughtful Yan Wei could not have guessed what her husband was thinking, hugged the little bell, and went out of the city together.

On the small road to the south of the county town, the road mixed with mud, sand and river stones was a bit rough, and the little guy couldn't walk for a long time.

Lu Bu picked up his daughter, put her on his neck and rode, holding her little feet with both hands, and walked all the way forward.

After walking for half a stick of incense, a huge stone with a height of more than ten feet appeared on the side of the road ahead, with a strange shape.

This stone is called "Three Lives". It is said that if you write the names of yourself and your lover on it, the two will be able to raise their eyebrows and grow old hand in hand.

Lu Bu stopped at the Sansheng Stone.

Years of wind and rain made many of the densely packed surnames and names on the stones unrecognizable, but Lu Bu still found the two names that he carved with stones with his own hands and were next to each other at a glance.

At that time, because I was in a hurry, the handwriting looked a bit crappy.

Lu Bu smiled, and seemed to have no intention of correcting it. He shook the small bell around his neck twice, and he was very happy to hear his daughter's cheerful laughter, and even his steps forward became much lighter.

Yan Wei stood in front of the Sansheng Stone, silent for a while.

I thought that the husband would write the names of the two of them in order to grow old together, but in the end, he just took a look and went on.

This made her feel a little bit disappointed.

Whether it is a girl, a young girl, or a married woman, in the bottom of their hidden hearts, there will always be a girlish heart longing for happiness and sweetness.

Looking at the husband walking in front of her eyes, Yan Wei quietly picked up the cinnabar pen on the shelf beside the stone, and secretly wrote two beautiful names.

Fengxian, Wei Niang.

After passing the Sansheng Stone and walking a short distance, it is the end of the trip, the ancient tree of longevity.

Although it is the twelfth lunar month of winter, there are still hundreds of people who come here to pray and make wishes.

The leaves of the ancient trees have already fallen, and the bare branches are covered with red silk. Whenever the wind blows, they will dance with the wind.

Thousands of fluttering red ribbons can't tell the good wishes of people.

Lu Bu also made a wish here, hoping to defeat Xianbei.

Lu Bu had no way of knowing whether the red ribbon was still hanging on the tree, but since the wish was fulfilled and the Xianbei people retreated northward to the grassland, he should come to fulfill his wish.

He bowed respectfully to the ancient tree three times, which was considered as fulfilling his wish.

Afterwards, Lu Bu bought new strips of cloth from a nearby vendor, one for each member of the family of three.

The little guy didn't know how to write, so he stamped a red handprint on the cloth strip, held it high by Lu Bu, and hung it on the branch with his own hands.

Since there was only one piece of cloth, Yan Wei wrote there for a long time, and also wrote a long paragraph.

After finishing writing, Lu Bu hung up the branches.

After making a new wish, Lu Bu walked back in front of Yan Wei. He looked at the woman in front of him and said softly, "Wei Niang, do you still remember when I read poems to you under this tree?"

Of course Yan Wei remembers that at that time, the man in front of her was wearing a Confucian uniform and a literati scarf. He was so stupid that he mistook Guan Ju for Jianjia.

It was also under this thousand-year-old tree that Lu Bu bravely confessed his love to Yan Wei and captured the beauty's heart.

Revisiting the old place, Lu Bu held his wife in his arms again.Today, it is difficult for him to say words like liking or love, but a hug is enough to explain his feelings for his wife.

Yan Wei leaned on her husband's arms, very contented, and the two dimples when she smiled were filled with happiness.