Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

The pedestrians who had completed their meritorious deeds, under Chenliu King Liu Xie's reluctant and secret gaze, walked eastward along the official road.

The road was unimpeded, but when passing Yingchuan, Yan Qing suddenly called a stop, and then sent an order to let the army set up camp on the spot.

After the baptism of the fierce battle with the Xiliang soldiers, and under the strict training of the three generals from Bingzhou, this thousand-man army has the appearance of strict and orderly command and order, and immediately complies with it.

The generals were at ease, and only looked at Yan Qing secretly, while Lu Bu patted his horse over in confusion, and asked, "My lord, it's only past noon, why don't you continue on your way?"

"I want to..." Yan Qing subconsciously touched the talisman seals of Sikong and Yuzhou Mu in his arms, and said with a smile, "Go pick someone up."

Lu Bu was silent for a while, and asked in the usual tone: "Who deserves such an honor?"

Yan Qing smiled brightly, and said frankly: "It's a friend I have made with this place seriously, who once promised to come to my invitation when I return."

Lu Bu said noncommittally: "When we get to the government office, we can write to invite him to come, isn't it the same?"

Yan Qing said: "If you are just a guest, of course you only need a brief note. However, my heart is for him to be a good friend. I'd better come to the door and invite this right-hand assistant to show my sincerity."

Lu Bu narrowed his eyes, and said earnestly, "I wonder if Bu is lucky enough to know the name of this great talent?"

Zhang Liao on the side also quietly pricked up his ears, holding his breath to listen.

Yan Qing smiled proudly: "This person's name is Guo Jia and Guo Fengxiao. Although he is young and has a wild and unrestrained temperament, he has experienced people and is really a wonder in the world."

Lu Bu nodded knowingly, remembering the name in his heart, but couldn't help but sighed sadly.

——This beautiful boss is good in everything, but he is too kind and humble, he doesn't like to take credit, and he always praises his subordinates.

To praise him as the number one brave general in the world is fine, he knows his own abilities, although he is a little arrogant, he deserves his name after all.

But Zhang Wenyuan's fluffy young boy with no hair, and Gao Fuyi's stupid gourd who kicked over and didn't necessarily let out half a fart, how could it be worth being looked at differently by Yan Sikong?

Even before taking office, some of the so-called talents that Yan Qing tried so hard to get from the emperor were all low-ranking, not well-known, and most of them were old, weak, sick and disabled from poor families.

For example, the scholar surnamed Jia, who couldn't even take a car fast and coughed profusely when it bumped a bit, was always a weak and weak piece of wood, which always made Lu Bu deeply suspicious.

From this point of view, the Guo family's filial piety may not be much better.

Yan Qing didn't know Lu Bu's entangled and negative thoughts, and thought that he was simply curious about Guo Jia, thinking that they would become colleagues, and it would be good to know each other earlier, plus it was a small calculation of wanting to get closer to the idol as much as possible , said naturally in his mouth: "If Fengxian is interested, you might as well go with me."

Zhang Liao, who was eavesdropping, jumped up, and Lu Bu said, "That's very good. Please also take the cloth with you, my lord."

Yan Qing smiled lightly, and indulged, "If Wen Yuan wants to come, let's come together."

Zhang Liao was also happy, and smiled so much that he showed a row of white and neat teeth: "No!"

Zhang Liao hastily ordered twenty soldiers to follow behind him as guards.

Yan Qing suddenly remembered something, and asked Lu Bu in a low voice, "Have you brought any money?"

Lu Bu immediately touched his waist, offered his bulging purse, and said courteously, "My lord, what do you want to buy by the way?"

"No, it's because I was shy before I left, and thanks to Feng Xiao's generosity, he gave me money." Yan Qing took it unceremoniously, weighed the weight, and said with satisfaction: "Take yours first and return it to him. Pay you back later."

Of course Lu Bu refused to ask for it: "Hi! No need."

Yan Qing smiled and said, "That's fine, I'll exchange some jars of good wine for you later."

So the master and the two generals headed towards the Guo family's mansion in a splendid manner, and it was inevitable that passers-by would receive countless awe, surprise and envious eyes on the way.

Yan Qing rode the white horse seized from Dong Zhuo's stable (thanks to Dong Zhuo's connections and interest in collecting good horses from Liangzhou), and rode at the front.

Although this horse is far inferior to the majestic and mighty horses of Hualiu and Chitu, it has a gentle temper and a beautiful and clean coat. It is more than enough for him who does not need to charge forward and instead stays in the rear.

After a few months of separation, Yan Qing had a very good memory, and he still remembered the way to Guo Jia's house firmly, and saw the familiar gate after a while.

It was at this time that Yan Qing suddenly realized that it would be interesting for his group to fall into the eyes of outsiders.

If it's a bit more evil, it's like someone who came to seek revenge; if it's a bit more gangster, it's like a bandit who robbed a house; if you're willing to wear more red, have a little smile on your face, it's better to have some drum music, and you'll be fine. After becoming the groom, the official came to welcome the bride.

Thinking of this, Yan Qing couldn't help laughing.

When he got to the door, he turned over and got off the horse, and seeing that he had got off, the others naturally followed suit.

Yan Qing asked the doorman who didn't know the situation and was looking at the group of people who were dressed in extraordinary clothes and looked vigilantly, "Is your master here?"

After the doorman saw Yan Qing's handsome face, he couldn't help shaking his head, and suddenly realized: "You are the one..."

Yan Qing didn't expect that the child who had only seen him twice could remember him, the smile on his lips deepened, and he said, "Please tell me, that Yan Qing who owed him a bag of money a few months ago, After all, I came back to pay off the debt.”

Of course, if Yan Qing wanted to be more formal, he should declare his long list of brilliant titles, so to speak—Han Chengpinghou, Sikong, leader of Yuzhou Mu Yanqing, here to ask to see Mr.

But this doesn't seem to be a wise choice, because Liu Bei's lessons learned from the past are there: it is said that when he visited the thatched cottage three times, he solemnly stated all his official titles and titles, only for the doorman to say blankly, "It's so long, I can't remember." .

"promise!"

The doorman had never heard of such a random reason, and thought it was fresh and interesting, so he remembered it clearly and answered loudly, but didn't go in right away.

It stands to reason that he should invite the guests into the hall to wait, but such a group of soldiers with cold faces standing here really makes him feel timid.

In the end, he tilted his head and said in a bit of embarrassment: "Please wait here for a moment..."

Of course Yan Qing didn't care where to wait, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Seeing the child trotting in all the way with his head down, Lu Bu snorted softly, and began to look left and right wantonly, looking at this inconspicuous house and courtyard.

Zhang Liao stood up straight, without squinting.

Yan Qing didn't wait long, but it was only the boy who reappeared, and he hesitated and said: "Yan, General Yan, the doctor hasn't left yet, he is changing the medicine for the Lord, it is inconvenient to come out, the Lord would like to ask you to come out directly." go in."

How could Guo Jia be injured?

When I saw you last time, I was still alive and kicking.

Could it be just this time that the hidden danger of the other party's untimely death was planted?

Yan Qing was taken aback in his heart, and soon he was full of worries, but his face remained calm, and he didn't ask the doorman any more, but frowned slightly: "Thank you, you will lead the way."

Just after walking a few steps, I heard the boss say "嗙" from behind!

"how?"

Yan Qing turned around in surprise, and saw Lu Bu's face was irritable, one of his two long beards was obviously tilted to one side, Zhang Liao shrugged his shoulders, and he was trying to hold back a smile, while the other soldiers were looking at their noses, noses, noses, and hearts. Quan Zuo saw nothing.

Yan Qing: "..."

It turned out that Lu Bu was too tall, so this door seemed too short.When entering the door, Lu Bu slightly bent his body, but his martial crown decorated with gorgeously colored soaring pheasant tail feathers bumped firmly.

Lu Bu, who felt that he had humiliated himself in public, was already very angry in his heart. Seeing that Zhang Wenyuan dared to smile in his face, he immediately rolled up his sleeves, and was about to clean up the other party.

Yan Qing said in time: "Fengxian, shall I help you sort it out?"

Lu Bu thought to himself: Of course.

Not looking for trouble anymore, Lu Bu stretched his brows, and immediately bowed his head, so that it would be easier for Yan Qing to do it.

Seeing that he was moving so fast, Yan Qing was too embarrassed to tell her original plan, which was to let him take off the martial crown directly.

However, there is a chance to touch the hair of your beloved idol openly, take a look at the hair, and touch the thorny bright beard...

Yan Qing is also slightly beautiful in her heart.

It was just bumped crookedly, and Yan Qing was extremely dexterous, and he fixed it in one go.

He patted Lu Bu on the shoulder, motioned for him to straighten up, and couldn't help asking, "Did you get a headache just now?"

Before Lu Bu could answer, Zhang Liao, who managed to hold back his laughter, couldn't talk much when he heard the words, and quickly replied: "My lord, don't worry, General Lu's head is so hard that ordinary mud bricks can be smashed casually. "

Lu Bu: "..."

After perfectly resolving this small incident, when Yan Qing went to Guo Jia's dormitory, he happened to pass by the doctor.

The doctor, who was carrying a wooden box and was talking to his disciples, suddenly saw such a group of murderous military masters rushing in, he was caught off guard, and he was also very frightened, slipping away faster than a rabbit.

Yan Qing didn't have time to understand his frightened mood. As soon as he lifted the curtain, his full attention fell on the sickly Guo Jia lying on the couch: "Feng Xiao."

Guo Jia greeted lazily: "You are proud of the spring breeze, Yan Sikong, is this a homecoming, or are you still on business?"

In this day and age, the speed of news transmission is very lagging, but this happened more than half a month ago, and it was another extremely sensational event that went on without a hitch, and it could have spread to Yingchuan hundreds of miles away .

Especially among the many Yingchuan scholars who knew the situation of Yanqing, after being extremely shocked, there were quite a few sour ones. How about winning His Majesty's favor and getting such an extraordinary promotion?

Scholars are gentle and reserved, pay attention to demeanor, and will not slander in public, but private discussion and ridicule are inevitable.

Guo Jia was upset when he heard that, so he didn't even go to the literati gathering for the time being, and just stayed at home all day to study and watch tense.

—and then accidentally broke his leg.

Seeing that Guo Jia was still in the mood to tease herself, Yan Qing's heart fell to the ground, and she smiled and said, "You don't have good news. I've been dispatched to other places, and I'm no longer good!"

Guo Jia hadn't heard that he was relegated, so he frowned immediately: "What tricks are you trying to do?"

"Let's not talk about me first." Yan Qing sat down at the head of his bed very naturally, and asked, "What's the matter with your right leg?"

Because the weather was still quite hot, Guo Jia only put a thin quilt around his waist, and the medicine had just been changed, and the layers of white gauze wrapped around his right leg, of course, could not escape Yan Qing's eyes.

The corner of Guo Jia's mouth twitched, and he said concisely: "It's nothing serious, it's just broken."

Yan Qing frowned, checked lightly, and found that it was not serious, then continued to ask: "Did you fall by yourself, or was it beaten?"

With Guo Jia's disorderly behavior and being repeatedly impeached by Chen Qun, if he accidentally molested a married woman, or offended someone by talking too much, it seemed reasonable to have a leg broken.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Can a likable person like me still be beaten?"

Guo Jiatian said something shameless, and then under Yan Qing's meaningful gaze, he reluctantly admitted: "I broke it myself."

"Hey?"

Yan Qing almost doubted her ears.

It wasn't until Guo Jia, who had a stinky face, explained clearly that Yan Qing realized that the blame for Guo Jia's indiscriminate disaster should actually fall on him.

That day, Guo Jia was eating snacks and reading the book leisurely. He felt his mouth was dry, so he asked someone to fetch the good wine that Yan Qing had brought that day, but he was reluctant to drink it, and opened it. Quickly cover after pouring a cup, and enjoy slowly.

The wine was very mellow and delicious, and the book was wonderfully written. While drinking, Guo Jia indulged his mind and immersed himself in the lines...

When he came to a place that he thought was exquisite, he naturally applauded loudly and clapped his legs at the same time.

Unexpectedly, this blow was no small matter—the right palm that erupted with strange force for no reason actually forcibly broke the right leg.