Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

From the time of the Yellow Turban, it has been destined that the world will be in chaos.

There was some depression in the classroom.

"but."

After drinking the tea in his hand, Zhuge Jun suddenly smiled lightly, as if he wanted to ease the atmosphere, and said to Zhuge Liang.

"I also inquired about some news, maybe Brother Zhong is interested."

Zhuge Liang raised his head suspiciously, looked at Zhuge Jun's half-smile expression, and smiled helplessly.

"How can you learn to be the same as my little sister? To put it bluntly, why bother me?"

Zhuge Jun grinned and touched the back of his head.

"It's strange that Brother Zhong is usually too indifferent and impersonal, so it's only at this time that he shows some interest."

The atmosphere became a little more relaxed, the boy in short shirt continued.

"It is said in the marketplace that the feudal princes fought Dong Zhuo outside Hulao Pass. There were three battles in total, one defeat and two victories. One of them was under the account of General Fenwu Cao Cao. He borrowed tens of thousands of princes out of thin air to defeat Hua Xiong, the first army of Dong Zhuo. Before Hulao Pass, Lü Bu was defeated by one man, and he was called the Prime Minister in White."

"Borrowing more than ten thousand soldiers out of thin air?" Zhuge Liang's tone was still calm, but with a little strangeness.

"It doesn't cost a thing to borrow troops from the princes and use them for yourself. This person must have a good eloquence."

As for the undefeated Lu Bu, in his eyes, it doesn't matter, it's just personal bravery.

"Brother Zhong, it is rumored that this general in white is wearing a scribe's white robe and a bamboo hat."

Zhuge Jun said again, "White Clothed Bamboo Hat", Zhuge Liang's expression paused.

"At the beginning, people didn't know it. It wasn't until the bamboo hat was blown off during the battle that the princes knew it was a woman. It was rumored that this woman was peerless. Seeing her in the battle, thousands of troops were silent. Qiao Mao, the prefect of Dongjun, wrote a poem about seeing it."

"In the Taohua Zhengpao, the soldiers and horses have never heard of each other, and there is a peerless beauty, and the sound of thousands of troops is stopped."

Having said this, Zhuge Liang's expression was completely stunned.

"Brother Zhong, do you think that person is Mr.?"

Zhuge Jun looked towards the courtyard between the straw curtains, where a tree stood.

Looking back at Zhuge Liang's expression: "I think Brother Zhong would like to know about this, so my younger brother asked along with me."

Chapter 338: One last fight

"Heh." Zhuge Liang came back to his senses, smiled absently, and said while looking at the book at hand.

"I pay attention to Mr.'s news, hoping to repay the grace of teaching."

Zhuge Jun nodded. He usually doesn't talk much, but he always pays attention to the tone and expression of people's voices. At this time, Brother Zhong looks different from usual.

He smiled innocently: "Brother Zhong has been looking at that Shuofang girl's painting for so many years, so you don't think you think Mr. Shuofang is a girl?"

Zhuge Liang has been quick thinking and good at debating since he was a child.

But for Zhuge Jun's question, he didn't know what to do for a while.

Some steam came from outside the straw curtain, Zhuge Jun looked back and took the teapot from Zhuge Liang's table.

"The tea is ready, I'll go get some for Brother Zhong."

Said, got up and left.

Holding the Qimen Dunjia in his hand, Zhuge Liang looked towards the courtyard along the front of the hall. The trees in the courtyard were growing green, and one or two small blue flower buds could be vaguely seen.

Lowering his head, he opened the book again and looked at it.

Prime Minister, a miscellaneous name, is no better than Mr.

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On the side of the river, people's voices in the restaurant continued, and there were bursts of silk and bamboo between the toasts, and the lingering sound lingered around the beams.

In the noisy building, there are those who listen to the piano, those who drink, and those who gossiping.

"The general in white?" A man in a long robe sat in the seat, listening to the people beside him talking, holding a wine glass, talking to himself, drinking for himself.

On the pavilion, the woman playing the piano looked at the handsome man with winking eyes from time to time.

Who doesn't want to ask Zhou Lang to look back on this singer in Jiangdong Middle School?

"Bring a bamboo hat, isn't it a good brother?"

Zhou Yu shook his wine glass and leaned against his seat.

It should be him, it seems that he has stepped into this mess earlier than himself.

Haha, I know he is not a person who is willing to get along.

As for the rumor about the woman, he only regarded it as a rumor, people in the world always like to spread some funny words, not to mention that his virtuous brother really looks like a woman.

"Brother, let's wait for a moment."

With a smile in his eyes, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.

But speaking of it, should it be called a virtuous brother?

Well, I think he is younger than me.

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After Dong Zhuo moved away from Luoyang, the soldiers and horses of the princes never moved again. Although they still stayed around Luoyang, most of them were watching the situation.

In today's situation, it is no longer necessary to fight Dong Zhuo, and some princes are even ready to leave.

And what was left was just a banquet in the barracks, at least there was no action in the open.

Gently placing his hand on the table, Yuan Shao glanced around at the people present before asking aloud.

"You guys think, should I go after Dong Zhuo?"

The princes under the seat were silent for a while, and one of them said: "Yuan Gong, since the beginning of the army, our army has fought continuously. Now that the soldiers are exhausted, it may not be appropriate to pursue Dong Zhuo again."

This person's words seemed to have been echoed a lot, everyone whispered to each other, Yuan Shao frowned, but judging from his expression, he was also a little moved.

"Masters." A voice suddenly interrupted the crowd and said, "Masters, can you listen to me?"

The person who spoke was Cao Cao, who was sitting in the last seat at this time, looking at the princes.