Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

Seeing Yan Qing's attitude of having a long talk, although Lu Bu was a little distracted by the encounter just now, he silently endured it.

Hui returned with a decisive answer: "The little thief is still alive and the general situation is not at peace. Why did the big man return home? Bu never thought of it this way."

Yan Qing touched the newly hidden booklet without any trace, and was slightly surprised when he heard this, and raised his eyebrows jokingly: "Fengxian is preparing for a night trip? This is not like your style. Don't regret it."

Lu Bu's answer was quite beyond Yan Qing's expectation.

Ding Yuan followed Yuan Shu and the others in backstabbing this time, which certainly angered Yan Qing, but it is undeniable that he has seldom participated in many disputes in the Central Plains these years. , the effect is very remarkable, this credit is not small.

After a few years, many cities that had fallen in recent years were successfully recovered, including Lu Bu's hometown-Wuyuan County.

Most people pay attention to returning the fallen leaves to their roots. Seeing that the situation in Bingzhou has stabilized and the morale of the officers and soldiers is booming, some people who were once living outside waited and watched, and then ran back with their families.

Although all of Lü Bu's direct blood relatives were scattered or had died long ago in military disasters, a few relatives and friends could still be found.

What's more, to return to one's hometown with honor and beauty, which aroused the admiration of the ancients, is mostly the wish that men who have made great achievements usually want to fulfill.

Guo Jia was very honest about his hobby of pretending. After Yan Qing mentioned it to him that day, he made up his mind the next day, and actually came to pre-apply for ten days of leave.

Once the battle in Jizhou was over, Yanqing and the army were stationed in Yecheng for ten and a half months, just allowing him to make a round trip to Yingchuan.

Yan Qing thought that he should not treat one more favorably than another, so he simply gave a long vacation to his daughter-in-law, who had been traveling with her all the time and worked hard. She didn't want Mrs. Lu, who was always high-profile and arrogant, but she lacked interest, and said repeatedly: "Don't go. I really don't want to go."

Yan Qing kicked him affectionately, and said amusedly, "What's the reason? Could it be because you're afraid that you won't succeed if you move your fetus?"

Lu Bu's face twitched from being choked, and Fang Weng said in a low voice for a while, "My beloved wife is here, so I won't travel far."

Yan Qing: "..."

The outspoken General Lu sweetly received another light kick from the embarrassed Yan Sikong.

Lu Bu was very satisfied with the time spent with Yan Qing intimately, even if he didn't have to do bedtime, just chatting easily and doing business with him, he didn't feel bored at all, but was very happy.

Yan Qing was a little anxious.

He was worried that Lu Bu would have to look through the book on a whim after sitting for a long time, or that he would look for it when the topic touched a point that he wanted to record, and he was really curious about what little secret was written in it, and he needed to keep it a secret from him. of.

Lu Bu didn't notice this at all, and his whole body seemed to be bursting with pink bubbles. After some time, Yan Qingwan said unintentionally: "This official document has some omissions in the review, Fengxian, I have to trouble you to run, and Fengxian Xiao shouted."

Lu Bu wished that Guo Jia would make some small mistakes and get a bit of trouble—even though he had made up his mind to shake hands with the matchmaker, the resentment accumulated over the years could not be dissipated overnight. Instinct to be happy.

Immediately responded positively, Wai Chang didn't even bother to approve, so he just got up and went.

As soon as he stepped out, Yan Qing couldn't wait to pull out the booklet from his arms, and read it intently under the warm orange light.

On the first page, the three characters 'Guo Fengxiao' were written squarely, and a thick black line was drawn beside it, which was extremely powerful but had no clear meaning.

Yan Qing, who was looking forward to seeing Lu Bu's secret little diary, was at a loss.

Why did it start with Guo Jia?

After quickly passing this thought, Yan Qing suppressed the subtle emotions and the little bit of childish jealousy of "why not me", and continued to read.

The hasty glance of that day was really correct, and the bottom has been written densely: August 23, holding hands four times.On August 24th, we were in the same car for five hours, during which we kept laughing and talking.On August 25th, we slept in the same bed for one night...

Yan Qing: "..."

Well, now he completely understands.

Yan Qing browsed through quickly, dumbfounded, only to realize that Lu Bu seemed to be silent, seeing that he was close to Guo Jia, he just watched in silence, at most eating some vinegar, in fact, his heart was already full of jealousy. , and quite vengeful.

A year ago, I taught Lu Bu to use a newly made ink pen, and I used it for this purpose.

In Lu Bu's eyes, Guo Jia's deeds are impressive, and his crimes are too numerous to describe, occupying a full eleven pages, and the rest are more fragmented.

But what Yan Qing didn't expect was that Lu Bu remembered that even Xun You was only wearing a thin robe when he heard him sneezing, and he casually put on his outer clothes for the other party. Chu, even at the end of the record of this incident, he added a note "I'm afraid of deep scheming" in a serious manner.

As for the note-taking function that this book should really serve, it can be ignored.

After reading it, Yan Qing almost went through the entire process of Lu Bu's jealous jealousy. He was so happy that his body trembled a little, and he simply leaned on the desk and laughed for a while before recovering the small book and hiding it in the middle layer of his coat. inside.

After returning to his seat, he was still a little unfulfilled, and couldn't help thinking about it.

I don't know when Lu Bu's habit of remembering things started, but according to his intuition, this is by no means the first book.

——One day, if you have a chance, come and have a look.

However, distant water cannot cure near thirst. Thinking that Lu Bu's inner world is far richer than his expression, Yan Qing involuntarily twirled with his fingertips a card that was extremely difficult to get out and usually relatively tasteless, and smiled softly.

Considering that Lu Bu has sharp ears and eyes, and extremely keen senses, it is not easy to arouse the other party's vigilance or suspicion. As early as the moment he heard Lu Bu's footsteps, Yan Qing put down his pen in advance and made preparations.

As the sound of footsteps got closer, Yan Qing's eyes were nervous and did not blink.

As soon as the curtain was lifted, Yan Qing recited softly without hesitation, and at the same time waved his hand, and accurately threw the long-prepared card on the person who lifted the curtain: "Know yourself and know each other!"

It was too late and then quickly, the golden light that only Yan Qing could see suddenly appeared, at first it condensed into a line, when it fell on the target, it quickly scattered into countless gold powders, and quietly sank into... Guo Jia's head.

Yan Qing: "..."

Guo Jia didn't know anything about this, and was wondering what mistakes he might have made, and it was so serious that Lu Bu had to call him over, so he was lazily recalling the contents of the documents reviewed today in his mind. Smiling, he took his seat: "My lord sent General Lu Da to call Jia here, why exactly?"

However, Yan Qing's eyes were slightly distracted, obviously absent-minded.

Guo Jia frowned displeased.

The lord looks so dazed, could it be that Mr. Lu Damang is obsessed with the lord again regardless of the occasion?

He gouged out Lu Bu's eyes indiscriminately, and couldn't help but increase his voice, and called again: "My lord?"

Yan Qing was still in a daze, and it took a long while before he closed his eyes, looked away from Guo Jia, and said without looking at Guo Jia: "There is a wording for a letter, I need your help to think about it."

Yan Qing is also suffering.

How did he know that Guo Jia, who always likes to walk slowly, without swaying his fan, and maintaining a coquettish manner, really thought that he had done something wrong this time, so that he walked in a hurry and rushed to the front, and unfortunately he was hit by Lu Bu. Know yourself and know each other?

This is good, the huge amount of information currently in Guo Jia's mind is rushing towards him like a vast ocean, and it is aggressively attacking Yan Qing. Just clearing his mind, he has a splitting headache.

For this, it was thanks to Guo Jia's murmur of dissatisfaction with Lu Bu that he woke up and thought of the trick of turning his eyes away from his heart.

Guo Jia picked it up casually, looked at ten lines at a glance, and asked suspiciously, "That's it?"

Yan Qing finally regained his composure, nodded and said, "If Wen has been under their control for too long, I will feel uneasy after all, so I will inform Gao Shun to let him take advantage of the victory to pursue and continue to drive away Gongsun Zan, while we will directly divert and go south." .”

Guo Jia frowned, expressing objection tactfully: "Are you going too hastily? With Wenruo's ability, you will be able to protect yourself and be safe. Chen Qun and others are rebellious, and they have no face to harm him for no reason. Even if Yuan Shu has such a heart, If he didn't dare to offend a group of advisers, he could at least be safe for a few years. On the contrary, Gongsun Zan was ambitious, provoked repeatedly, and seemed to be gaining momentum. The earth is afraid that it will be difficult to live in peace."

How could Yan Qing not know this truth?

As far as Guo Jia could think, Xun Yu would see it more clearly when he was in the middle of the game.But when he thought of Xun Yu being under house arrest by Yuan Shu for so long, he felt uneasy.

If Yuan Shu was determined to do something to Xun Yu, Chen Qun couldn't stop him.

Yan Qing thoughtfully said: "Isn't the northeasterly wind blowing today? Why don't we take advantage of the power of locusts to drive away the Zan soldiers?"

The locusts migrated with the wind, and under Gongsun Zan's rule, the people who were dragged down by the army and were at the end of their strength would definitely become more and more resentful.

Although Yanzhou has relatively abundant food reserves, it can't feed the people in the two states, let alone provide food and grass for a battle with no end in sight and no chance of winning.

To make matters worse, Yuan Shu was severely imprisoned. Once he saw the light of day, he was diligent except for the first few days. Afterwards, he continued to profligate, plundered women, and brought them into the backyard without restraint.

Such exploitation made the people accustomed to Yan Qing and Xun Yu's benevolent government complain endlessly and hated him endlessly. Even if Chen Qun and others persuaded him, Yuan Shu only obeyed on the surface, dissatisfied in his heart, and remained the same behind his back.

Guo Jia still objected: "Not to mention that the wind will change all the time, the secluded land is barren. After Liu Yu's death, you can still count on the imperial court for relief. Now that you have destroyed some crops, how can you tell the domineering and self-willed Gongsun Zan to retreat at this point? ? Master Jiazhi loves Wenruo very much, so he should not act impulsively."

Yan Qing sighed helplessly, and was about to express her agreement, she raised her head habitually, but was caught off guard by Guo Jian's terrifying data, which was as dense as a computer, and her scalp became numb, so she hurriedly staggered away.

His eyes dodged, and Guo Jia's doubts grew, and he couldn't help looking at Lu Bu.

Without hesitation, Yan Qing followed Lu Bu, who had been silent all this time, and saw that the man took out his small notebook and began to keep accounts.

Yan Qing: "..."