Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

Although Lu Bu didn't say anything, he was only jealous in silence. Yan Qing, who was good at observing words and expressions, guessed almost what he was thinking from his expression after he finished those few sentences.

Yan Qing took the letter back calmly, and said with a slight smile: "These beautiful words are for outsiders to hear, so don't take it seriously."

Lu Bu nodded expressionlessly.

But in his heart, he thought it was not enough.

Don't mention anything else, just point to Guo Fengxiao, every time he offered a good strategy, the lord would not hesitate to praise him.

Seeing him looking sleepy, Yan Qing couldn't help but patted his strong upper arm, returned to the case, picked up his pen again, and silently wrote a poem without thinking.

For the first time in history, Lu Bu didn't stick to him, and he just stood there listlessly, so Yan Qing gestured at him: "Feng Xian, come and see."

"Here."

Lu Buqiang pulled himself together and moved over slowly.

Yan Qing stepped back half a step with a smile on her face, and let him move closer to read what was written on the paper.

"Lv Bushi, the heroic marquis, is incomparable, and his talents are praised everywhere. The body is protected by silver armor and dragon scales, and the hair is tied with golden crowns and hairpins. Pheasant tail. Staggered treasure belts are swallowed by beasts, and scattered brocade robes fly up. Phoenixes rise up. Dragon horses jump and step on the wind , painting a halberd shining brightly and shooting autumn water. Who dares to fight in battle? The bandit soldiers are terrified."

Lu Bu was a little reluctant at first, but when he saw the first sentence clearly, his eyes changed instantly.

Such painstaking efforts to describe the scene of that day so vividly, how can Xu Rong compare with the praise that Xu Rong obtained by relying on the smoke from the ancestral grave and burning incense for eight lifetimes?

It is clear that he is extremely majestic and domineering, he is almost a god of war, and the God of War is alive!

When he finished reading softly and looked at Yan Qing again, the affection in his scorching eyes was so strong that anyone could see it.

Yan Qing coughed lightly, and quickly explained: "I didn't write this poem."

Lu Bu's eyes were still shining, and he replied politely, "Yes."

Yan Qing was afraid that he would not believe him, so he decided to be more specific: "Don't think about it, it's really not me. The gentleman's surname is Luo, with Chinese characters, and he is a first-class exiled soldier. He loves your heroic demeanor in front of the pass that day , a close-up poem. I happened to see it and thought it was very well written, so I wrote it down for you to know.”

He was telling the whole truth—it was the poem Luo Guanzhong wrote at the end of the episode of Lu Bu's battle with Sanying in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but he only cut a small part of it.

Lu Bu laughed in his heart.

The protagonist is thin-skinned, humble and low-key, and deliberately concealed it, so how could he expose it ignorantly?

He didn't hesitate to make up an exiled northern soldier surnamed Luo for this purpose. The story has its nose and eyes, but it's a pity that the outsiders the lord meets every day have to go through strict military censorship, and the same is true for letters.

Not to mention whether the lord has the leisure time to collect some down-and-out scribes' poems in his busy schedule, even if there is, it is absolutely impossible to hide it from his eyes.

However, if the news that the lord carefully wrote poems for such a warrior as himself spreads, it seems to be a little bit of a hindrance to the lord's reputation.

It's better to let him monopolize the beauty.

Lv Bu's thoughts flashed, and he forcibly suppressed the urge to paste this sincere love poem that the lord personally gave him on his face to make it known to the world, and tried his best to express the most sincere expression: "Master Yuyan, is there any reason for Bu not to believe it?"

Yan Qing: "..."

If Lu Bu had stopped the grin that was almost reaching the back of his ears, and concealed the joy in his eyes better, he would probably be able to believe it for a while.

Just when Yan Qing was feeling overwhelmed by the big misunderstanding, Lu Bu stood by patiently, watching the ink dry before carefully putting it away.

At first he thought of hiding it with the meat and carrying it with him, but then he was afraid that it would be muddy with sweat, so he scratched his head and thought for a while, then he folded it carefully, and then stuffed it into his own soft feather pillow after returning the account, so that he felt at ease. many.

Yan Qing followed him out uncomfortably, and watched him happily walking back and forth in the barracks where people were coming and going.

Lu Bu has always been indifferent and arrogant, even if he treats his generals and soldiers, they are mainly trained by iron and blood power, and he has no sympathy to speak of.

However, he is the well-deserved number one brave in the army. Except for Sun Jian, who can be said to be capable of fighting against him, the others can only be played by him. Even Zhang Liao can't survive eighty rounds, so it's natural There is a strong prestige.

He is also generous, and he does not hesitate to give the rewards given by the lord to the meritorious subordinates. The rewards and punishments are clear, the decisions are more fair, and he is willing to support capable juniors.

Every general has a different way of leading troops. For example, Gao Shun is not talkative and is deeply influenced by Lu Bu, so there are many similarities; Zhang Liao is completely different from them. Perhaps because he is young, he simply gave up forcing Pretending to be dignified and majestic, but most of them are laughing and joking with the soldiers, without any general airs.

Yan Qing thought that he didn't know much about this aspect, and only paid attention to it secretly for a while, and never thought of interfering.

Unless they behaved too extreme, like Zhang Fei who loved to whip the soldiers and treat the servants roughly, he would consider intervening.

In any case, even if it is not Lu Bu's soldiers, they know how mighty and ruthless he is usually.

At this moment, I suddenly saw that his face was full of spring breeze, his walking was full of energy, and his whole body was almost full of joy. I don't know how many soldiers passing by frightened him to make wrong steps, and his expression was as frightening as hell.

Lu Bu didn't notice Yan Qing's actions not far away, and watched Yan Qing's actions not far away. When he opened his eyelids and saw the red rabbit being led by his own soldiers, he quickly turned over and jumped up, and then routinely stood in the half-established camp Take a look around.

Instead, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and after looking at the innocent Chitu for a moment, he shot swiftly like lightning, and slapped hard on the sturdy horse's buttocks!

Chitu was slapped by the terrifying hand, so frightened that he screamed on the spot, spit out some saliva in a messy manner, and jumped up all over his body.

Lu Bu snorted, and then got on the horse: "It's cheap for you."

Chitu stared with wet eyes inexplicably, but his buttocks were still sore and numb, so he couldn't help turning his head angrily, and sprayed a few mouthfuls of hot air at Lu Bu who was violently indiscriminate.

Lu Bu casually stuffed a piece of straw cake into its mouth to appease it, and recalled the previous poems in his mind.

"Dragon colt jumps up the sky wind"?

Let's call it a dip.

Yan Qing's eyelids twitched wildly, he couldn't bear to watch it any longer, so he went back to the tent to talk to Guo Jia.

Guo Jia slept soundly and didn't get up until the sun was high. When Yan Qing arrived, he had just had his meal.

After Yan Qing told Xu Rong about his intention to recruit Xu Rong, Guo Jia nodded and said: "My lord knows how to use his talents well, so Jia won't comment casually. The timing is also good."

Yan Qing smiled: "With Feng Xiao's words on my shoulders, I feel at ease."

Guo Jia said: "How is the withdrawal of the army going?"

Yan Qing said: "Three departments have already left, and everything is going well."

Guo Jia pondered for a while, and suggested: "In Jia's view, the Lord is suddenly content with setting up camps, guarding defenses, and not thinking about making progress. No matter how dull Dong Dong is, he will also become suspicious."

In particular, the Kwantung Allied Forces led by Yan Qing had always been aggressive and rushed straight to Luoyang. Even if there were heavy troops stationed halfway to stop them, it was impossible for them to go against the norm for a long time.

If it had been quiet for a while, Dong Zhuo would definitely suspect a fraud. "

Yan Qing immediately understood: "Provoke once?"

To contain the opponent's main force, one has to set up an array of doubts, trying to hide the truth in the falsehood, and the falsehood in the truth, so that the enemy's army will always be confused and fearful, and the real strength of the troops must never be seen.

After the army withdrew as planned, the huge camp was no different from an empty frame of strong outsiders but capable insiders. Once it was discovered and used, it would not only destroy the sneak attack plan, but the lives of more than [-] people in Yanqing and Lu Bu would also be in danger.

Guo Jia nodded: "Exactly."

Yan Qing said: "Dong Thief is treacherous, he knows that Fengxian is unparalleled in bravery, if Fengxian comes forward, he should not respond, he would rather wait and attack."

Not every battle has the link of fighting generals. Dong Zhuo is very cunning. How can he suffer a second time when he uses his own shortcoming to attack others' strong losses?

Guo Jia waved his fan lazily with a half-smile, "I'm not in a hurry, but I'm not in a hurry."

Yan Qing smiled helplessly, snatched the folding fan in his hand, unfolded it elegantly, and condescendingly fanned Guo Jia: "When did Feng Xiao learn to be tricky?"

Not every courtier dares to accept the lord's attentive service.

Even Guo Jia, who was used to being bold and casual, was taken aback by Yan Qing's very natural approach, and frowned to take it back: "Why do you want to fan Jia for me, my lord?"

Yan Qing was still thinking about the business, and after avoiding it flexibly by instinct, he blurted out the truth: "I am much stronger than you, so what's the point of fanning the wind?"

Guo Jia's heart skipped a beat.

He vaguely felt that his self-esteem, which had already been scarred in a certain way, was severely poked again.

Yan Qing realized that something was wrong, and smiled to make up for it: "However, people in the world, if they have strengths, they will always have weaknesses. Filial piety, talent and wisdom are clustered together, and if there are deficiencies, they will make up for them in other places. Why? Are you really an all-rounder in civil and military affairs?"

Guo Jia thought indifferently: Why not?

There is clearly one in front of you.

Yan Qing said: "After what you said, I think it's better for me to come forward than Fengxian."

He is Dong Zhuo's number one enemy and a confidant. If he wants to go out of the camp in person, the enemy will definitely attach great importance to him.

What Yan Qing is sure of is that even if he reveals some flaws, Dong Zhuo, who has suffered several losses in his hands, will definitely believe that he sold it on purpose, and devote all his energy to prevent him from surprise attack , it is impossible to act rashly.

And it is absolutely impossible to think that the person in front of him is so bold that he has quietly turned the barracks into empty shells.

The corners of Guo Jia's mouth twitched, and he had given up dissuading his master, who was obviously good at planning and started his career based on strategy, but always liked to think of himself as a general, so he had to lead the troops to charge the battle himself. Last three days."

Yan Qing responded quickly: "Good. But why?"

Guo Jia raised one corner of his lips in an inscrutable way, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Wait for Li Jue."