[Three Kingdoms] Carnival

Mourning clouds covered the sun, and the wind howled fiercely, passing over the scorched earth strewn with corpses, full of blood.

He faltered and staggered forward, forcing himself to engrave all the horrors in front of him deeply in his heart.This was his first battle after welcoming the emperor, a battle where he told his old wife to prepare a celebration wine for his son before going out, and a battle where he thought he finally had the strength to compete with the princes in the world .

But he still lost.Lost his beloved son, lost his nephew, lost his general, lost his counselor, he was in a state of embarrassment and suffered a crushing defeat.

He walked and walked outside the camp, but he couldn't escape the corpses all over the ground.The blood was so thick that it was always permeating his side, and in a trance, he felt as if he had become the young man who hated the princes and had no intention of serving the country, and went to Yangzhou to recruit soldiers with enthusiasm.He had only recruited more than [-] people, and within a few hundred miles, he had already rebelled, burned accounts, and robbed money. He had no choice but to kill and flee.

He suddenly wanted to cry aloud, not to put on a show for the hearts of the soldiers who didn't like him just now, but to cry with his head in his arms, crying for his beloved son, crying for his beloved general, pouring out all his resentment and pain into tears.

But maybe all the tears had been shed just now. When he finally knelt down, the corners of his eyes were dry and painful from the cold wind.

He was stunned, not knowing what to do, and unwilling to do anything.So, looking forward subconsciously, I saw crows gathered at some time under the setting sun, tearing open the still warm corpses with their sharp beaks, swallowing the delicious food one by one.

That dead but not yet cold body is just like the world of the Han Dynasty.

! !

He was taken aback by the thought that came to him suddenly, and then, as if trying to cover up something, he stood up abruptly, going to the place where the crows gathered to disperse the ominous birds.However, before he could act, there was the sound of horseshoes in the distance, rushing straight here.The crows were startled by the sound of the horse's hooves, and all of a sudden they spread their wings, so the man who came on horseback bumped into a group of crows without any accident, and looked against the light, as if the person who came was the feathered crows. It became a monster.

Unlucky, cold, and bloody for the rest of his life.

"Excuse me, is it Mr. Cao?"

The greeting of the person coming off the horse brought him back to his senses, and then he carefully looked at the person in front of him.The visitor seemed to be under 30 years old. He was wearing a green shirt and a thin black robe. The crown was tied crookedly on his head. I don't know if it was just like this or because he was driving too fast, but he didn't look embarrassed. Seemingly people should be like this: unrestrained and unrestrained, regardless of trifles.

He asked again, only to find out that this person was Wen Ruo's new counselor recommended by Zhicai after his death.I was waiting for him to lead the army back to the court in Xudu to see each other again, but this person is a quick-tempered man, he heard that the front line was defeated, so he directly found a horse, and ran thousands of miles from Xudu to the edge of Wancheng.

"Jia is really curious about what kind of person Wen Ruo would be if he sold himself and then sold Jia. Please don't blame Mr. Cao."

The counselor who called himself "Guo Jia" had a smile in his voice, and he was not serious about probing Cao Cao.Just as Cao Cao was sizing him up just now, he was also calmly examining this "Mr. Cao" with smiling eyes.

This person was so rude, he should have been angry, or at least showed some dissatisfaction.However, Xu Shiren's eyes were too straightforward. Compared with anger, he was actually a little nervous.

When he was in a big defeat, he was in a state of embarrassment, how could he allow the magi to belong to him?

With such vague uneasiness, he waited, but in the end, the counselor named "Guo Jia" did not open his mouth to say anything.

It just seems to reflect a little bit of the stars in the night sky, shining brightly.

Cleaning up the mess, retreating Wuyang, the combined forces defeated Zhang Xiu's pursuit. From the beginning to the end, this new counselor just stayed in the army silently, as if he didn't exist, and Cao Cao didn't care what happened to this person .Standing in front of the three armies, he looked at the soldiers who were exhausted and disabled from the recent deadly battles, filled with grief, and said every word like an oath:

"You look at it, and it will not be defeated again from now on."

Never... come back to defeat!

After the agreement was agreed, the army dispersed, he turned around, and saw that clear shadow standing not far away, the smile was still on his lips, but it was much gentler than when he first saw it.

"Duke Ming," he had changed his title at some point, "Jiading will fulfill the wish of Duke Ming."

The wind sends people's words to the ears, and the words are as light as a goose feather, and as heavy as Mount Tai like an oath.

On that day, he only regarded people's words as a word of sincerity, and he would forget it when he smiled.

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Yes, a most handy sword.There are many smart people in the world, and there are many people who know Cao Mengde's mind, but there are some words and some things, those people are bound by their own family and responsibility, even if they know, they pretend not to know.

Only Guo Jia, who is a side branch of an aristocratic family, has no family burden.In Guo Jia's heart, from the beginning to the end, he only cares about one person and one thing, so he can burn his life in the most splendid way without any scruples.

How could such a person not become his most cherished sword?

So, brandishing the sharpest and sharpest sword, he went to Klubu in the east, captured Suigu in the west, punished the Yuan family in the north, shocked Liaodong, flattened the northern land, helped the emperor, and ordered the princes, what a tiger!

After dealing with each other for 11 years, he actually took it seriously and never failed.

The only pity is that this sword that most suits his heart finally broke in the north of Mobei after swiping it to its final splendor.The riding side, beside the seat, suddenly became empty.

In the past, they met each other and went south to Jingzhou to pacify the world, but it was all nonsense in the end.

He was sad, he was sad, he gave Guo Jia all the honors that could be given to the dead, even though he knew it would not benefit the dead at all.But he won't stop there.He told himself stubbornly over and over again as if trying to be brave, what he lost was only the most convenient sword, besides Guo Jia, he still had many, many counselors, and he would seek more counselors in the future, although it would not be as good as before It's so smooth, but in the end it's useable.

Until a fire broke out on the river, turning the sky and the earth red, ruining all the hegemony that was about to be achieved.

The reflection of the fire on the surface of the river is as gorgeous as the stars reflected in people's eyes many years ago.

He finally tasted the long-lost defeat in the first year after he left.

"If Guo Fengxiao is here, why is he here alone!"

He thought, if that person lived to this day, he might not be able to turn the tide of the situation and reverse the defeat; he thought, if that person lived to this day, he would not be able to persuade himself who was so energetic before the war and only wanted to calm the world in his ears; he thought Well, if that person lived to this day, depending on his bold temperament, he might have pushed himself down the river to fight this battle faster.

He just thought that if that person lived to this day, at least when he turned around, there would be another person, with a blue shirt and wide sleeves, and a smile in his eyes, who would drink three hundred cups with him and cry for his long song.

He finally had to admit that what he lost was not just a handy weapon.

"There are few people who know each other in the world, and they only serve filial piety to know their lonely will. But they die and lose it, what to do, what to do."

Lu?? The Ming Dynasty fell again, and when a person dies, when will he return.

When he looked up to the world, searched all over the world, but couldn't find the pair of clear eyes that reflected everything, the grief that had been suppressed for a long time came overwhelmingly,

In the end, only the mountains and rivers were silent forever, and one person sang a long song.

Waking up suddenly, Cao Cao sat up abruptly.

The content of the dream was quickly forgotten, but the grief of the last scene was still clutching his neck at this moment, making him almost suffocate due to the depression.

He sat quietly for a long time before he gradually calmed down his inexplicable emotions.Looking around, I found that the furnishings were particularly familiar.Immediately realized that this is the master bedroom of Sikong Mansion.

He called the servant and asked, as expected, it was Guo Jia who sobered up earlier this morning who sent him back to his residence.

Swinging away the servant, more memories about last night gradually emerged one by one.He vaguely remembered that after he was drunk, he pulled Guo Jia and kept saying "qushui" and "yellow scarf" over and over again.

He also didn't know whether people could understand what he said after drinking.He just wanted Guo Jia to know that he had already done that when he was chasing Yuan Shu by digging rivers to irrigate the city; More.

He wanted to tell Guo Jia that he didn't have to bear any more burdens for him.Before Guo Jia's arrival, Cao Mengde's hands were bloody.

He doesn't need anyone to bear his sins for him, he only needs one person to walk with him and never give up until death.

Guo Jia, Guo Fengxiao, is not only his counselor, his subordinate, his sharpest sword, but his friend, his confidant, his

In my mind, I suddenly remembered the kiss that I had tasted last night.

He has been through the wind and moon for a long time and knows things well, even though this kiss is as short as scallions and fleeting, there is a bit of wine in it, and a bit of affection, it is still easy to distinguish.

What's more, he knows Guo Jia, just as Guo Jia knows his mind better than anyone else.

At this time, since Guo Jia is willing to put everything on wine, he might as well follow his mind and wait quietly with great interest to see what will happen next.

The years are still long, and he and Guo Jia can still afford it.

At this time, another servant came to report that Dr. Yanhua came back to the mansion to diagnose Cao Cao's pulse.

Although Hua Tuo lived in the Sikong Mansion, Cao Cao never detained him, and he often walked around Xudu City to provide free medical consultations for the people, but he would return to the Sikong Mansion regularly to check Cao Cao's pulse.

Today is indeed the day of pulse diagnosis that Hua Tuo said before.

"Let Dr. Hua come in."

Coincidentally, he has something that Bao Bian gave him here, and Hua Tuo needs to take a look.

"Master?"

"..."

"Master?!"

"...Huh? Hmm."

"Master, you're distracted again." In the carriage, Xi Wu frowned and said angrily, his eyes couldn't hide the worry, "Master, you didn't sleep last night, your body must be too much. If today's matter is not urgent, why don't you go back first?" The government is temporarily closed, and we will discuss it another day."

After quietly listening to Xiwu's words, Guo Jia shook his head and denied the suggestion: "It's okay, Jia's spirit is still good. The reason for distraction is... Jia was thinking about something."

Some, about romantic affairs.

Xi Wu knew, however, that Guo Jia's body was so weak that he was still "in good spirits" after a night of sleepless nights, all supported by the five stones.But no matter whether she asked Guo Jia or pressed Cang Zhu, they all said that Wushi San was only a medicine for strengthening the body, and she could only suppress the lingering worries in her heart for the time being.

Raising her apricot eyes slightly, she saw that the young master lost his mind at some point, and there was still a gentle and cunning smile on his lips that was different from the past.Xu's daughter's family is naturally very sensitive and curious about some things, Xiwu hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't bear to ask.

The moment he heard Xi Wu's question, Guo Jia realized that he had fallen into it again.Turning around, seeing Xi Wu's eyes full of curiosity, after thinking about it, she didn't realize that it was a big deal, so she simply told others what happened last night.

Of course, it's only the romantic part.

After Xiwu listened, her eyes widened suddenly, and she didn't recover for a long time.She knew that the young master and Cao Sikong had a deep friendship and were confidants of each other, but she didn't know that for the young master, this friendship was not that simple.

"Master, since that's the case, why do you pretend to be drunk, it's better..."

Before Xi Wu finished speaking, she stopped herself.She realized that the man was not an ordinary person, but Cao Sikong of the big man, Cao Mengde with the world in mind.

So what if the young master confesses frankly?

People with the world in their hearts will never be stumbling for love.

Guo Jia watched the constant changes of emotion on Xiwu's face, and a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes.He couldn't help provoking a smile again, free and easy, just like in the past:

"The wish of the Duke of Ming is to support the Han Dynasty and revitalize the Han power; to wipe out the heroes and unify the world; to destroy the captives and attack the barbarians, to subdue the Qiang and Di; to rule the world in peace without officials, and without picking up relics on the road. Therefore, in these years, Jia He fought with Duke Ming in the south and north, made suggestions for Duke Ming, and raised dead soldiers secretly. Although he was disabled and sick, he never dared to cherish his own life.

The so-called love, according to Yijia, is to do what one likes and achieve one's wishes.Since Jia and Duke Ming were lucky enough to meet each other in troubled times, why not take gold and iron horses as love, swan geese and willows as ideas, and do everything possible to offer the world he wants with both hands.

In this way, wouldn't it be much better than the word "admiration"? "

As for the others, what is gained is what is lost, so why bother to find out and trouble yourself.

But, that kiss...

Guo Jia lowered his eyes secretly.

If love can be restrained, it is difficult to love.

Take it as the obsession in his heart, the final compensation.

He and Cao Cao can't expect the words "the future will last forever".

"Sir, Feiyu Building has arrived." The coachman said.

Guo Jia heard it, sighed lightly, and slowly closed his eyes.When it was opened again, it was as clear and clear as it was in front of people in the past, but it was actually a deep pool.The driver helped him out of the car, and Xi Wuben wanted to follow, but Guo Jia stopped her,

"Wait in the car." He said, looking up at the magnificent Feiyu Building under the sun, his eyes became more and more playful, "It's only an hour left, Jia alone is enough."