Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

Yan Qing figured out the ins and outs, and knew that it was impossible to deceive Guo Jia, so he coughed lightly and admitted: "It's really my fault. I left in a hurry and forgot to tell you. After drinking that wine, or Some strange effects."

Guo Jia glanced at him coolly, then looked at his injured leg, full of condemnation.

liqueur?

Lu Bu, who was quite far away, still keenly caught the word, his ears moved, and he quietly took another step towards the door.

Guo Jia's eyes were scorching, but Yan Qing's face was thick enough, and when he was stared at like this, he just smiled brightly, completely parrying it.

Guo Jia felt that he was helpless, snorted coldly, and asked clearly: "How can Chong Guang be compensated?"

The corners of Yan Qing's lips twitched, and he said cheerfully, "That's easy to say."

Under Guo Jia's suspicious gaze, Yan Qing stood up, took out the short book Tong Fu Jie from his sleeve, and slowly handed it to Guo Jia.

Guo Jia didn't bother to look at the talisman, read Zhanxin, quickly read it, his face became even darker, and he shouted: "Yan-zhong-guang!"

If Zhang Liao hadn't stopped him quickly, Lu Bu would have almost drawn his sword and rushed in.

"Hey!"

Yan Qing responded with a smile, and pretended not to know, and changed her address: "Guo Biejia."

Guo Jia rolled his eyes, and was caught alive by Yan Qing's superb climbing skills.It's fun.

He shook the appointment letter written on expensive Caihou paper, and asked word by word: "As an apology, do you want me to work hard for you for the rest of my life?"

Yan Qing shook his head, half seriously, half jokingly said: "Feng Xiao's words are wrong. Are you an official for me alone? It is clearly to protect the people of Yuzhou. Even if it must be attributed to one person, only Your Majesty deserves this great honor, and don't make such rebellious words again."

Guo Jia's mouth twitched.

Yan Qing quibbled: "Besides, it was Feng Xiao's personal promise that day, when I really have a place to welcome you, you should gladly accept the invitation. Why do you go back on your word now?"

Guo Jia hummed: "Jia's answer is to be a guest, but this is not."

Yan Qing paused, then changed the topic: "Feng Xiao thinks, what should a real man do?"

Guo Jia raised his eyebrows, but did not answer.

Yan Qing's face completely lost the relaxed expression just now, and sighed: "Qing was born in a humble background and has no ambitions. He only wishes to build tens of thousands of mansions by himself, sheltering the world's poor and happy people, and being as safe as a mountain without wind and rain." .”

Although I borrowed a bit from Du Fu's poems, these few short sentences are indeed Yan Qing's sincerity from the heart.

From Yingchuan to Luoyang, the round trip is more than 1000 miles, which is not long.

But along the way, what Yanqing saw the most and left the deepest impression on was not the bustling city of Luoyang, where the high-ranking officials swaggered; A road bandit who bullies the weak and fears the hard, and is ruthless; it is not a caravan of merchants traveling around and seeking profit.

It's the sallow-faced and emaciated refugees, and the shocking white bones that were randomly discarded by the roadside.

The troubled times have not yet begun, and countless people are already living in dire straits, precarious and starved of food.

However, in order to block Dong Zhuo with only [-] soldiers and horses, Yan Qing went through a life-and-death situation even though he had the upper hand.

Those who really occupy high positions and hold military power are only concerned with fighting for power and power, and are indifferent to the life and death of the people.

If you want to pin your hopes on them, what you will be waiting for will only be the tragedy described in Cao Cao's poem-the bones of the dead are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles.

Guo Jia was slightly moved, and murmured the few words that Yan Qing had read just now.

"Feng Xiao." Yan Qing smiled wryly, squeezed out a drop or two of crystal clear tears, sighed lightly, and said frankly and honestly: "If there is still time, I don't want to be so abrupt, and I don't want to force others to make things difficult."

"However, now that the arrow is on the string, I have to launch it. If it is not too late, I don't want to force you to become an official, and I have the audacity to ask you to help me."

Guo Jia's attitude softened a lot, and he only half-believed and asked: "Where do you start with this?"

Yan Qing really didn't have Liu Bei's profound kung fu that can cry out just by crying, so he wiped those two tears and said simply: "Although Dong Zhuo was repelled by my capable generals and relieved Luoyang's danger, there are still ten Wan Xiliang is surrounded by soldiers. In the vicinity of Luoyang, there are two loyal generals, Huangfu Song and Gai Xun, who are currently guarding. Faster? Go over the mountains and go to Hanzhong, or let the Yuan family turn a blind eye and let them go, and come to the Kanto to rob?"

Guo Jia was startled, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to ask Yan Qing to stop: "Slow down, what's going on with Dong Zhuo?"

Yan Qing made a long story short, filling in the blank parts that Guo Jia didn't know about during this period of time.

Although he understated it, anyone could tell that what was buried underneath was extremely dangerous and soul-stirring.

Guo Jia let out a long breath, rubbed the center of his brows, and sighed in disbelief: "Jia never knew Chongguang was such a bold and reckless person!"

Yan Qing said modestly: "Mr. Guo, you are too generous."

Guo Jia ignored Yan Qing's extremely rude words, frowned, and fell into deep thought.

Yan Qing felt that he should fight for it, and he couldn't help thinking of Boss Cao's consistent style in history.

Although it's a bit nasty...but Guo Jia, who can share the same smell as the other party, must also eat this set.

Besides, it's much easier than shedding tears.

After thinking clearly, Yan Qing warmly held Guo Jia's hands, and continued to tease him: "Feng Xiao, Feng Xiao."

Guo Jia couldn't laugh or cry when provoked by Yan Qing's trick, but he didn't take his hand back: "What are you doing? Let me figure it out first."

Yan Qing smiled and said: "Then I will wait."

As expected of a ghost with extremely strong decision-making power, Guo Jia was done thinking about it after only a stick of incense.

I saw him put the talisman into his arms neatly, got off the couch decisively, while changing clothes, he urged: "Okay, let's go!"

That's it?

Guo Jia was so chic and straightforward, but Yan Qing was stunned.

He blinked, and after making sure that he was not dazzled, he suddenly felt his teeth itching: "Feng Xiao, your leg hurts?"

Guo Jia obviously forgot about the broken leg, but his thick skin is not much worse than Yan Qing's.

Even if it's worn out, he just laughed: "Joke ear."

Yan Qing said dumbly: "What is that wine?"

Guo Jia said leisurely: "Knowing that the lord has something supernatural about him, how could Jia take the gift lightly? It was just a table that suffered that day."

After speaking, Guo Jia put on his coat and hummed a ditty in high spirits.

Yan Qing leaned against the table, folded her arms loosely, and stared at this little rascal through gritted teeth.

Guo Jia tidied himself calmly, but as soon as he stepped out of the door, he caught a glimpse of his Lu Bu out of the corner of his eye, and was suddenly stunned.

After seeing Guo Jia's face clearly, Lu Bu couldn't bear it any longer, stood angrily forward, blocked Guo Jia's way, and shouted out his identity: "Guo Degang!"

Where is this Guo Jia Guo Fengxiao!

Look at this appearance, it is clearly Guo Degang who has met him once!

Hurrah!He is clearly an idiot that even his adoptive father Ding Yuan can't look down on, yet he dares to bluff in front of the lord!

This sound was comparable to that of Hong Zhong, and it was yelled from such a close distance. Guo Jia was so shocked that his brain was buzzing and his eyes were dazed.

Yan Qing was also taken aback for a moment, and suddenly remembered that there was still that trouble, and her heart skipped a beat.

Before Yan Qing could react, Lu Bu had already grasped Guo Jia's shoulders resolutely, and scrutinized him with a frown.

The closer you look, the more you feel the difference.

——The temperament is very different, and the eyes are also different.

The pair of eyes in my impression not only have the clarity and tranquility of stars, but also have the cunning and shrewdness of a fox.

As for the pair of tricks in front of him, Lu Bu could only read four words: old, treacherous and cunning.

After Lu Bu realized this, he immediately clicked his tongue and asked, "Do you have any brothers?"

Guo Jia was puzzled: "Not at all."

Lu Bu's face flushed, and he let go of it without hesitation after saying "it's a mistake".

Probably to cover up the embarrassment and gaffe after wronging someone just now, Lu Bu strode out with his head held high, and he was the first to step out in high spirits.

Guo Jia opened his eyes wide and said in disbelief: "That crazy, reckless and rude man just now is also the Lord's subordinate?"

Yan Qing just broke into a cold sweat.

Fortunately, Lu Bu's strength did not arouse Guo Jia's suspicion, and it was convenient for him to smooth things over.

——The effect of the card is nothing more than the ever-changing ability, but it must not be known to others.

So he persuaded in a good voice: "That's General Yokono, Lv Bulu Fengxian, who was just promoted because of his meritorious deeds in defeating Dong. He is usually loyal, reliable, brave and good at fighting, so he must have accidentally mistook you for someone else."

Guo Jia said indignantly: "It's too good and bad!"

Yan Qing laughed: "Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's important."

After pampering Guo Jia who had suffered an innocent meal, Yan Qing tried to change the subject while pulling him onto the frame.

Guo Jia's parents died young, his relatives are far away, he doesn't have much contact with him, and he hasn't married a wife yet, so he is considered a lonely family, so as soon as he talks to Yan Qing, he is able to leave as soon as he says it.

The carriage was a little crowded, so Yan Qing and Guo Jia stayed close together, and the conversations were mostly serious and serious.

The seat of Yuzhou is far away in Qiao County, but Yan Qing understands that the most urgent threat at present is the Xiliang army that will flow from the east of the river at any time.

If they are too far away, they will miss countless opportunities to fight back.

Guo Jia also nodded when he heard that Yan Qing had decided to take up the post in Xudi temporarily, and pointed out: "The most urgent thing is to recruit troops."

Dong Zhuo claimed to have 4 tiger and wolf masters. Even if this number is a lot of water, after discounting, there must be [-] to [-] in fact.

Relying on the one thousand direct descendants brought by Yan Qing alone to guard Yuzhou, even if there are ten Lu Bu, it is undoubtedly a fantasy.

Yan Qing didn't even touch this whimsical idea, and immediately agreed: "You can send Wen Yuan away."

As the shepherd of a state, of course he can recruit young men in the name of the government to serve as an army, which is orthodox.

One of the reasons why Yan Qing put so much effort into getting such a position is that he valued the convenience, compared to his self-made reputation.

At present, it seems that the difficulty of recruiting soldiers has been overcome, but what about raising soldiers?What about internal affairs?

Everything needs a lot of money as a support, and the rewards for winning battles are just a drop in the bucket, and it is impossible to fill that bottomless pit.

To obtain tax revenue, farming must be resumed and business encouraged... This project is huge, and capital investment is indispensable.

The more Yan Qing thought about it, the more headache he felt, and he couldn't help sighing.

——I really don’t know how expensive firewood is if I’m not in charge of the family. Not only will I be short of people, but I’ll also face the dilemma of lack of money.

I don't know how many county soldiers left behind by the former Yuzhou Mu Huangwan before he went to Beijing.

If there are more left, it means they can raise less...

Guo Jia had a quick insight into Yan Qing's mind, and said ruthlessly: "Last year, Taiwei Huang was fighting the rebellion of the Yellow Turban remnant party, and the county soldiers were at a great loss. Forgive Jia to be frank, my lord should not have such expectations."

Yan Qing: "...All right, I'll think of another way."