Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

"In the grass cottage in the countryside?"

At this time, he didn't understand what Gu Nan's words meant, until later, when he got a couple in the thatched cottage, he thought that he knew the meaning, and he was horrified.

Chapter 353: It's a feeling to do what you say

After Liu Bei left, Gu Nan sat in the tent.

What she told Liu Bei has no effect, if he can get that person to help him, he can get it if he doesn't know her words, if he can't get it, it's useless to know it.

Put Wuge Jie off her waist and put it on the table, but maybe, she should have killed Liu Bei right now.

Suddenly she found that there was still some blood on Wuge's hilt that hadn't been wiped clean, so she wiped it with her hands to wipe off the blood on the hilt.Blood clots fell on the table, and some stuck in Gu Nan's palm.

She didn't think about it anymore, but stood up and lay down on the bed, it was time to take a rest.

She closed her eyes, but she didn't fall asleep after a long time.

She opened her eyes on the bed, and for some reason, she couldn't sleep.

It may be because of many things, she probably just remembered one of them by chance.

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At night, the lighted tent is very conspicuous. Cao Cao got up in the tent and was about to put out the light.

"Sha." The curtain of the tent was lifted, and a man stood outside the tent with two jugs of wine in his hands.

He looked at the man with a little surprise: "At the beginning?"

Yuan Shao stood outside the tent, looked at Cao Cao and sighed, then threw him a jug of wine in his hand.

"With yours."

"Crack." Cao Cao caught the jug, looked at the wine in his hand, and smiled lightly: "Thank you."

The two walked out of the tent. It was cold outside, and it was just right to drink to warm up.

Just sit on the ground casually, and no one detests the mess.

After taking a sip of warm wine, Yuan Shao grinned and looked at Cao Cao.

"The last time you gave the clothes to my dancer, is there any meaning, if I give it to you?"

Cao Cao didn't say whether he wanted it or not, but took a sip of his wine and cursed, "Go to hell."

"Hahaha." Yuan Shao laughed a few times, but when he laughed, his voice gradually softened, and after a while, he stopped laughing.

His face calmed down, and he said with a hint of alcohol for a while.

"Meng De, don't blame me for not lending troops to you."

"It was really unwise for you to go after Dong Zhuo at that time."

Cao Cao glanced at Yuan Shao, leaned on the ground, and asked, "How do you know that I really went after Dong Zhuo, not just pretending to go after Dong Zhuo?"

"I don't know you?" Yuan Shao put the jug aside and said in a deep voice.

Cao Cao nodded and didn't say anything more about it, but turned to look at the barracks: "Will the princes pursue Dong Zhuo again?"

"No." Yuan Shao gave Cao Cao an answer almost without thinking.

"That's it." Cao Cao raised the jug to Yuan Shao, "I shall go."

"No delivery."

Yuan Shao sat on the ground and said calmly.

"En." In response, Cao Cao stood up, patted his body and prepared to leave.

"Meng De, my ambition is not here." Yuan Shao's voice behind him stopped him, and when he turned around, Yuan Shao picked up the wine pot on the ground.

"I also know that your ambition is not here."

As he spoke, he stretched out a hand, pointed at himself, then at Cao Cao, and smiled.

"You and I, there should be a dispute."

This is Yuan Benchu's self-confidence and his self-confidence in Cao Mengde. The two of them will definitely occupy their own side in this troubled world.

"At that time, I won't show any affection."

Yuan Shao raised his eyes, looked at Cao Cao sharply, raised the flagon in his hand: "I hope you won't either."

The wind in the barracks was chilling, and Cao Cao turned around.

The two looked at each other for a while, and the flagons in their hands touched together with a muffled sound.

The wine in the jug splashed out and landed on the ground, wetting a piece of soil.

"Drink this cup, before I, Yuan Benchu, don't die in the hands of others."

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A few days later, Cao Cao led the army to withdraw, and the princes who were still in front of the line also left one after another.

Dong Zhuo's crusade against Dong Zhuo, which was so loud in the world, has come to nothing so far.

"Go to Chenliu here, and I'm afraid it will already be Shangyuan."

Xiahou Dun rode on the horse, his body swayed slowly with the horse's footsteps, his face was not so heavy, and he was talking gossip with a relaxed expression.

"Shangyuan." Li Dian stroked his beard: "In the usual years, there will be people celebrating, but this year, whether to celebrate or not, I don't know."

This year's Guanzhong was chaotic, most of the people's families were struggling, and most of the men were fighting outside. This year's Shangyuan should not have the meaning of a reunion festival.

"It's none of our business whether we celebrate or not. When I, Lao Hong, come back with a few jugs of wine, we won't go home until we're drunk."

Cao Hong patted his chest and laughed behind him. His injuries are still not healed, and his arms are still tied together.He patted his chest with one hand and grinned in pain, causing people on both sides to laugh and shake their heads.

"If you look like this, don't drink alcohol. Drinking plain water is afraid of choking you."

Xia Houyuan stretched out his hand and thumped Cao Hong's shoulder, causing Cao Hong to groan in pain.

The people behind were laughing and chatting lively, Gu Nan sat on a white horse and walked beside the army without saying a word.

Sometimes she also wants to have a few jokes but doesn't know what to say, maybe this is called the generation gap.

Well, after hundreds of years of generation gap, it is inevitable that there are too many.