Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

When the first ray of warm winter light enters the room through the paper-pasted window and slowly falls on the two people on the couch, it sets off the abrupt trace of blue on the jade face, making it even more conspicuous.

Even Yan Qing, who was able to sleep soundly on the eve of the war, had dark circles under her eyes for the first time, and was gloomyly looking at Guo Shaofu, who was hugging her waist and was about to drool in sleep.

This drunkard didn't deliberately pretend to be drunk at all, but the strength of his alcohol came later than usual-he started drinking madly in the middle of the night, and he obviously heard him say that the song was wrong Zhou Langgu, so he must be making a fuss I went outside to play the piano for a whole hour, and when I was dragged into the house, I was still yelling for a while.

After dispelling his drowsiness, the culprit's eyelids became heavy and he fell asleep, leaving Yan Qing helpless facing the mess in the room.

He yawned and summoned the servants, cleaned up the mess on the ground, put away the piano, and then lay down on the couch with peace of mind, but sadly found that he was completely awake and could not fall asleep at all.

"You really are."

Yan Qing squinted his eyes slightly, and for the first time, he felt a murderous desire to sharpen his knife for this sweetheart who was usually held in his hands for fear of falling.

Guo Jia didn't know it, and was still immersed in a sweet dream. He tightened his arms around Yan Qing's waist, rubbed his arms against the pleasant woody fragrance, and said inarticulately: "Have another drink... "

Yan Qing: "..."

Rao Yan Qing remembered that the person in front of him was not very resistant to beating, and it took a long time before he forcibly suppressed the urge to retaliate.

But he really couldn't put on a good face, and pushed the sticky person away, his actions were not gentle at all.

But after Guo Jia was pushed around, he only snorted in a daze, his brows were frowned, as if he was dissatisfied, but he was still fast asleep, with no sign of waking up.

Yan Qing snorted coldly, then raised her voice slightly: "Bring water."

After he washed and changed his clothes slowly, he went out of the room neatly dressed, and when he reached the hall, he found that Zhou Yu had arrived.

Zhou Yu was sitting quietly, waiting for the servants to bring breakfast, when he heard footsteps approaching, he stood up and saluted calmly: "I have seen Yan Sikong."

Yan Qing didn't have enough sleep and had a terrible headache. Seeing Zhou Yu's eyes also had the familiar black and blue eyes, he somehow felt kinder and more comfortable, and said casually, "Don't be too polite, just sit down. What did you pass on?"

Zhou Yu didn't take much rest along the way, and in the middle of sleeping last night, he was disturbed by the weird sound of the piano, so he couldn't sleep well, and his reaction was unavoidably a little slow.

And Yan Qing's question was also beyond his expectation, causing him to be stunned for a rare moment, and Fang subconsciously replied: "A bowl of rice porridge, a dish of side dishes, and two pieces of cake."

Yan Qing was used to taking care of others, and frowned upon hearing this: "How is this enough?"

Don't they all say that half-children eat poor old men?

As soon as Zhou Yu was about to explain, Yan Qing waved his hand, added a few more words, and looked at him from head to toe several times, shaking his head: "Let's not talk about it, Bofu's appetite alone is your third." More than double."

Zhou Yu couldn't laugh or cry: "...Yu would like to thank Yan Sikong for his kindness."

Yan Qing nodded absently.

They are not very familiar with each other, after the breakfast is served, they are meticulous in eating without saying a word.

After Yan Qing had a bowl of hot porridge, she felt better. When she looked at Zhou Yu, she flashed a soft light of kindness that made Zhou Yu extremely uncomfortable: "If I remember correctly, after this year, you The false age is also eighteen."

Zhou Yu was slightly taken aback: "Exactly. Thanks to my concern, I am very frightened."

Yan Qing hummed, and then asked concerned: "Are you married?"

The lord has been doing this for so long, what worries Yan Qing the most is that his subordinates are generally influenced by the two big bachelors, Guo Jia and Lu Bu, and spontaneously marry later and have children later.

Zhang Liao Gaoshun is okay, let him arrange it; Sun Jian Jiaxu, Xun's uncles and nephews already have families, so he doesn't need to worry about them; Mu also only gathers with friends, and has no intention of marrying a wife or taking concubines.

Zhou Yu was caught off guard, and after a while he said, "The elders in the family haven't discussed marriage for Yu yet."

Yan Qing roughly estimated the ages of Qiao and Qiao, and then realized helplessly that the stunning twin sisters were probably still the same as Zhen Ji in Hebei, still with long hair...

"Forget it, you're still young, so don't be in a hurry." Yan Qing didn't realize that he was only four years older than Zhou Yu, and said with a smile, "But in a year or a half, it's impossible for Bo Fu to stay here forever." If Nandi doesn't go back, as long as he goes back to Qiaodi, Wentai will already look after a marriage for him. It just so happens that the woman is going to be married next year, and according to Wentai's fiery temper, he must be detained for worship."

The corners of Zhou Yu's mouth twitched slightly, and he said dryly, "General Sun's loving father's heart, Yu will definitely convey it on his behalf."

Yan Qing said solemnly: "It's better not to convey it. If you don't say it, Bo Fu is doomed to escape, and there will be a good show to watch; if you say it, then there is no way to know whether he will follow it or not."

Zhou Yu: "..."

Before Zhou Yu, who couldn't tell whether it was a joke or a serious one, digested his new understanding of Yan Qing, Yan Qing waved his hand and retreated. Dian Wei himself stood guard outside the hall door, and changed the subject with a smile : "Let's get down to business. How much have you guessed about my plan?"

He cut straight to the point, and Zhou Yu pondered for a while, but he was not tactful: "The Han Dynasty is difficult to prosper, but it is just lingering. With the strength of Sikong, it should be a tripod in the Central Plains, looking for opportunities to go outside. If you want foreign countries to bow their heads and proclaim their vassals, internally, they will be quiet. Stop and watch the world, waiting for troubled times."

He wisely concealed the remaining eight characters of "Building the title of emperor, intending to the world", but he knew it very well in his heart, and Yan Qingding also understood it.

Yan Qing smiled slightly: "Then you might as well think about it again, how much do I guess about your plan?"

Zhou Yu didn't change his face, just leaned over leisurely, and bowed: "Yan Sikong's eyes are as bright as a torch, and Yu's little trick must have been seen through."

Yan Qing was noncommittal: "Zhou Lang is too modest."

For the children of the aristocratic family who made it clear to negotiate conditions, Yan Qing showed a straightforward attitude of doing business - the situation in Jiangdong is no different from the war-torn Central Plains area. No more than the North.

However, the power structure is chaotic, and there are countless small forces. It is not difficult to attack by force, but to appease them after taking them down is a big project with thousands of threads.

No matter how powerful the army is, no matter how abundant the backup is, it cannot withstand the tireless harassment of a small group of troops.

Just a Shanyue who is good at using terrain to fight is enough to give Yan Qing a headache.

Unless Yan Qing shifted his focus from the north in order to focus on the southward development, putting the cart before the horse aside, then it would be possible to succeed without relying on the gentry.

It is absolutely impossible to do both.

However, if a large-scale decentralization of power is required, only half of Yangzhou will be occupied in name, and the rest will be dominated by the major families, which is almost self-governing. It is impossible for Yan Qing, who is determined to unify the country, to accept it.

He is confident that he will gradually map out the aristocratic families in the north who are at their weakest moment, but the strength of the Jiangdong aristocratic family in the south has been greatly preserved, and simple suppression will only hurt both sides.

In history, under the rule of Zhuge Liang, the rich families in Yizhou thought of Wei and rebelled against Shu because they could not get real benefits. This is a lesson from the past.

Yan Qing had to win their support, so that he could take root in the south as quickly as possible, and then try to find a long-term foothold.

But you have to grasp a certain degree, so that they can barely accept it, and it won't become a hindrance.

If we follow Sun Quan's approach, the cohesion will certainly be enhanced, but the later the period, the more uncontrollable the power in the hands of the gentry.

Even Sun Quan's old empress did not hesitate to kill innocent people indiscriminately, but she could not stop the general trend.

Just as he was discussing politely with Zhou Yuke, a very familiar sound of footsteps came from far to near very quickly. When he stopped in front of the hall, he said something to Dian Wei in a low voice, and called out in a low voice: "My lord?"

The smile on the corner of Yan Qing's mouth couldn't help being more gentle: "Come in."

Lu Bu encountered some troubles on the road, which delayed his time, so he had to rush back before the Chinese New Year.

He deliberately went back to a room, washed off the dirt mixed with blood and dust, put on new clothes, and came to see Yan Qing happily.

He has a clear goal, and his mind is full of thoughts on how to report to Yan Qing the beautiful errand this time, and it is best to get the same reward as the sweet kiss last time, so he did not hear the servant report to him. The 'come man' words.

After the door was pushed open, I suddenly saw a handsome young man with extraordinary temperament, standing upright beside the lord, smiling politely at him slightly, like two flawless jades, complementing each other, almost not dazzled his eyes .

Lu Bu: "..."

I just made a damn trip out of the door that is not too far away!

Lu Bu felt a thunderbolt hit his forehead, causing his eyes to turn black.

As soon as the eye blinked, there was another one!

Lu Bu didn't know why, but he smelled the aura that he had felt in Xun Wenruo's place from the half-sized man in front of him, and he was alert all over, but there was no expression on his face, and he bowed humbly to the lord.

Yan Qing helped him up himself, and said with a smile: "Didn't I say it earlier, don't you need to beg me in private? There are some things I need to discuss with Gong Jin, and I will listen to you later."

Gongjin?

Lu Bu memorized the name silently, said obediently, and glanced at Zhou Yu slowly, his eyelids twitching indiscernibly.

Zhou Yu had long heard that this majestic, invincible General Lu, who was invincible on the battlefield, was a cold and arrogant character who was not easy to get close to. A little shyly smiled, and bowed again.

For Lu Bu's illustrious military exploits, most men in the world will inevitably feel a little bit of longing and longing.

Although Zhou Yu hadn't reached that point yet, he couldn't stop his close friends from worshiping Lu Bu very much, and they had to talk about it every few days, so he was affected to some extent.

Lu Bu couldn't figure it out, as if he had hit the cotton with his fist, he pulled the corner of his mouth firmly towards Zhou Yu, revealing a fake and stiff arc, then drooped his eyelids again, quietly moved behind Yan Qing, and spontaneously acted as a closet Here come the guards.