Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

Ning Rong chuckled, she was still in a deep sleep and didn't notice it.

Ning Rong looked at the wet ground, the green grass under the tent root was holding a smear of rain and dew, looked up at the blue sky in the distance, and opened her arms comfortably to the spring breeze.

Ah!

Come to my bowl with warm wind!

The soldier looked at the maddened Mr. Ning, winked secretly, and laughed softly.

"Hey! Come here!"

Ning Rong pointed at the soldiers guarding the tent at the back, looking at his tired face, thinking that he was guarding the night for himself, his heart warmed, and his words became much softer.

"Where's that boy Lu Xun?"

"Mr. Hui, Mr. Lu came to look for you early in the morning, and later saw that you were sleeping, so he went to the South Camp just like the general!"

Ning Rong raised his lips and smiled, looking at the green face in front of him, he thought, no wonder Cao Hong asked him to guard the tent, he was articulate, neither humble nor overbearing, a good song from the Cao family!

"Okay! Now there is no need to guard here, you go to rest!"

Ning Rong waved him to catch up on his sleep, and walked towards the south camp alone, but before he reached the south camp, the waves of sound came over.

In the distance, I saw Yu Jin still standing there like a door god, with a silent face and no words, Lu Xun was sometimes bright and sometimes weeping and talking to a guy wearing a yellow scarf and half-clothed, waiting for him to finish his speech His own sad story, Lu Xun not only gave him two mustaches, but also gave his coat to the eagerly awaited, poor black boy.

"Come on, it just rained last night. Those who are warm and cold are most likely to get typhoid fever. Let this coat protect the child from the cold!"

Lu Xun jumped off the stage himself, and put his clothes on the black boy. They were about the same age, in their teens, but when Lu Xun spoke, he acted like an adult.

The skinny man stammered and pouted, while rubbing the luxurious clothes, he kept thanking Lu Xun.

Plop!The man was so moved that he shed turbid tears, he pulled Hei boy to kneel on the ground and kowtowed heavily to Lu Xun a few times.

"My lord's great kindness, a villain has nothing to repay! My lord's great kindness..."

"Get up, get up, old man, you're such a brat!" Lu Xun stepped aside quickly, ignoring the dirt on the old man's body, and dragged him up, still expressing relief.

Seeing the goodwill in the eyes of the yellow scarf thieves, Ning Rong nodded to Lu Xun in satisfaction. The people who were on guard yesterday actually lined up to ask for a speech today.

Seeing the figure of the master, Lu Xun motioned to the two yellow scarves beside him to help their father and son back to have a rest, then he took a step forward and ran towards Ning Rong.

"Master~~"

"Yeah! Boyan has grown a lot this night, hehe...is there any difficulty?"

Hearing the master's straightforward praise, Lu Xun showed a simple and honest smile in embarrassment, scratched his head and laughed.

"Master, these Yellow Turban soldiers are actually pitiful people, why didn't you recruit them?" Lu Xun listened to the tragic events of these helpless people, wanted to help them from the bottom of his heart, and asked hesitantly: "Could it be... Do you really need the emperor's pardon edict?"

The emperor's edict?

Hehe... A look of disdain flashed across the corner of Ning Rong's mouth, and he thought to himself, I'm afraid Cao Cao doesn't care about that bullshit edict!

"Of course, Master can recruit them, but..." Ning Rong suddenly stopped, pointed to Lu Xun at more than ten thousand people on the opposite side, and said meaningfully, "There are millions of yellow scarf thieves. It’s just a wave! What’s more, it’s impossible for this group of good and bad Yellow Turban thieves to be recruited!”

"Oh!"

Lu Xun nodded half understanding. Although he didn't know what the master was thinking, he understood the meaning. The master wanted to recruit these people.

It is enough to know these!In his eyes, the master's wisdom is like the silver mountain in front of him, which stands for thousands of years and no one can see its whole picture.

Only what the master promises will be done!

"By the way, master! These three baskets of Hubing are too few, not enough for them to eat, can we have more!" Lu Xun's eyes lit up in a blink of an eye, looking forward to suggesting to the master.

Who knows... Ning Rong shook his head firmly, with a calm face without any hesitation. Knowing his master well, he knew that there was no possibility of discussing this matter.

Confuse?

Lu Xun looked at the master with some confusion. It was just some food. The master was kind-hearted, and the eldest and second children in the family were willing to take in. Why can't these innocent poor people be treated kindly.

"Wolfs who don't have enough to eat will think about the future. Boyan, twice a day is enough, and they will leave tomorrow! Go!"

Ning Rong patted him on the shoulder, leaving Lu Xun with a pensive face behind, turned around and walked towards the extremely tightly guarded tent next to the Chinese army tent. There were still more than [-] yellow scarf bandits on the Silver Mountain, Pei Yuanshao and The military divisions have all been captured alive, now is the time to appease them.

After this night, I'm afraid that the group of thieves who burned, killed, and looted are already very noisy. If they make up their minds and come to rob the camp, then their plan will be ruined.

Ning Rong was wobbly thinking about the problem, and before he knew it, he had already arrived at the tent. The guards knew him and were about to bow their heads to salute, but Ning Rong stopped him.

"Is this Mr. Li still quiet?"

"Mr. Hui, since I was imprisoned here yesterday, I don't cry or make troubles. I eat when I should eat. I even asked for wine twice during the period, but my subordinates didn't agree!"

"Hmm! Go get a pot of wine!" Ning Rong muttered to himself, could it be that Tai Shan was running around without changing his expression?Or have you given up hope of life?

The soldiers responded in a low voice, and quickly ran back with a jug of wine. Ning Rong took the jug, set up the tent and walked in.

"What? My time has come?" The man sat on the mat without turning his head, facing inside, only hearing a faint voice.

Looking at his thin back, Ning Rong always felt a sense of loneliness on this person, it was a kind of heart-wrenching sadness, lingering faintly on his body, the tattered Confucian robe was washed a little white, but it was very Clean, this is a man with a story.

"Boom~"

Ning Rong didn't speak, but uncorked the jug in his arms, and the faint smell of wine wafted in the tent. Mr. Li's nose moved slightly, his eyelids showed a look of surprise, and he quickly returned to his calm and calm appearance .

Chapter 96 Yellow Turban Army Division

Ning Rong didn't see his instant expression, only waited for him to turn around, the corners of his mouth raised, and he looked at the person opposite with a smile on his face.

A square face with Chinese characters reveals a strong and resolute character. The bright eyes are not at all the look that a captured person should have, but the vicissitudes of life under the eyelids have never been covered up.

This is a smart guy with a story!

Ning Rong nodded secretly, telling herself silently.

Smelling the smell of wine, Mr. Li thought that his time had come and that the person who came was to see him off on his way, he sighed inwardly unwillingly, and turned around.

but……

He never thought that the person in front of him was actually a young man, and there was a flash of dumbness in his eyes, and he was looking at him with a smile.

His heart, which had been silent for many years, suddenly throbbed. He looked at the boy seriously, and saw that he was tall and straight in a white Confucian uniform. Although he was not as big and heavy as his own, he wore a chic and leisurely atmosphere.

The white cheeks are sharp and angular, and the playful eyes are shining under a pair of star eyebrows. Although they are not as soft as the Jiangnan people, they have a heroic spirit.

This is a young man full of vigor!

Mr. Li secretly thought that if his child was still alive, he would probably be as old as him!