Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

After eliminating the last layer of barriers that had persisted for many years, Yan Qing only felt that the emotions in his chest were surging beyond words for a moment, and he understood from the bottom of his heart the feeling of Liu Bei, who got Zhuge Liang in adversity in history, the feeling of "like a duck in water".

For the next month or so, he and Xun Yu were heart-to-heart, talked about everything, and were inseparable.

In the eyes of outsiders, the scene of the two gentlemen, who are elegant, beautiful and imposing, are so close to each other, chatting happily with each other, talking and laughing, is simply as beautiful as a painting by a famous artist.

However, among the people who appreciate this beautiful painting, Lu Bu is definitely not included.

At first, he tried to convince his lover that he loved him, but when he saw that Yan Qing got worse, his handsome face couldn't stop getting longer and longer, and his whole body was about to be soaked in a bucket of vinegar.

He didn't dare to make it too obvious, so he sat and demonstrated with a straight face in front of the door where the two of them slept together early in the morning.

Looking at Yan Qing in private, the resentment is like a vase of husband-seeking stones.

Yan Qing, who finally noticed his overwhelming jealousy, gradually restrained himself.

Although he still reluctantly held Xun Yu's hand and refused to let go, he did not continue to ask Xun Yu to fall asleep with him.

After making this small concession, Lu Bu, who knew more or less about the cautiousness he had cherished for Xun Yu for many years, was barely appeased.

But then, it was the turn of Guo Jia and Jia Xu, who had always been more calm, couldn't sit still.

Unlike Lu Bu, who was busy in the barracks or military academy during the day, and was gentle with the lord at night, the place where they dealt with affairs was also in the Liushui Building.

As long as you look up, you will be forced to see your lord gently holding Xun Yu's hand, touching Xun Yu's back affectionately, enthusiastically letting Xun Yu sit next to him, and smiling at Xun Yu gently for no reason. ... Such nasty expressions.

Even Xun Yu, who has acquired a calm and dignified manner after many years of staying in the middle, is also very embarrassed and embarrassing at this moment.

The two people's faces twitched even more, and finally they looked at each other tacitly, and nodded subtly.

So, without Yan Qing's knowledge, the two met again in private in the tavern.

The guards were all pushed back and guarded the gate, and the thick doors and windows were also tightly closed. When they spoke, they had no taboos.

Guo Jia said unceremoniously: "The current appearance of my lord is not like a wise king meeting a virtuous minister, but more like a long drought meeting a rain, a young man in love."

To put it more vulgarly, the old house caught fire and it was out of control.

Jia Xu nodded approvingly, and suddenly said: "Yesterday, a certain person recommended someone to the lord..."

Although the imperial examinations are popular and there is a tendency to abolish the recommendation system, in order to appease the restless aristocratic families, only students who have studied in the public schools under the jurisdiction of the states for more than five years are eligible to participate.

It's just that this restriction is being relaxed year by year.

Guo Jia frowned, and couldn't help but think of Fa Xiaozhi and Zhuge Kongming, who were very favored by the lord back then, and then they also shined brilliantly and made great progress.

He was noncommittal, and then asked, "How will my lord answer?"

Jia Xu said with a constipated face: "My lord, open your mouth and speak freely. No matter how gentlemanly you are, how can your writing be as delicate and elegant? Wen Ruo is as clear as ice, as clean as jade, lawful but not powerful, harmonious but not obscene, I feel so sad." Mu. I have Wenruo, just like a fish has water.”

Guo Jia: "..."

The two looked at each other for a while, even Jia Xu, who had just repeated the words verbatim, was once again made to tremble by the nasty words.

Guo Jia swallowed with difficulty, took a sip of tea to calm down his shock, and asked with wit and wit: "Was Wen Ruo there at that time?"

Jia Xu nodded slowly.

"Oh?" Guo Jia instantly forgot about the sore teeth just now, and couldn't help becoming curious: "How did Wen Ruo react after hearing the lord's kind words?"

Jia Xu recalled the scene of that day with a blank face, and objectively commented: "The white jade is dyed with red clouds, and the jade face is covered with a wide sleeve."

After Guo Jia listened, he could easily imagine Xun Yu, who had been calm and prudent for thousands of years, trying his best to hold back his shy expression.

Immediately unable to bear it anymore, the whole person lay limply on the table, and laughed loudly.

Jia Xu watched him laugh wildly while drinking tea.

After finally being full from laughing, Guo Jia hiccupped with a smile, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and continued to complain intermittently: "Yesterday, when I took a shower, my lord smelled of alcohol on me, and said in distaste, 'It's in vain for you to be with me. Wen Ruo has worked together for many years, why not follow Wen Ruo's example of wearing a sachet and cultivating one's sentiments, you will be young, but you will only have an unpleasant smell of alcohol'."

Jia Xu:"…………"

Even if he is not old, Guo Jia, who has already known his destiny in essence, should never use the word 'young' to describe him.

Besides, Yan Qing's age is several years shorter than Guo Jia's.

After roughly exchanging Yan Qing's recent words and deeds, the two finally came to a conclusion with a look of helplessness.

——My lord, who is extremely wise and mighty, is probably about to go completely insane because of Xun Wenruo's change of heart.

Yan Qing was in a state of "madness" in the eyes of the ministers, and it lasted for more than a month before it slowly subsided.

After realizing this, not only Lu Bu was overjoyed, but even Xun Yu, who had been "favored" during this period, was secretly deeply relieved.

One day, Yan Qing happened to be resting, so he didn't go out of the mansion, but stayed in the study to look through the documents reporting the autumn harvest in various places, and suddenly caught a name that was quite familiar.

"Ma Jun."

Yan Qing read it out in a low voice, pondered for a moment, and then remembered.

This is the famous mechanical master in history!

Lu Bu was sitting obediently on the side, studying ink with ease.

This small job that tested the skill of the wrist has long been practiced by the maid who drove away the study. Not only did it satisfy Yan Qing, but also made others sigh, and he also developed the ability to use three things in one mind.

At this moment, Yan Qing's muttering was caught by his pricked ears, and he asked without thinking, "Is there something wrong with this person?"

Yan Qing shook his head, and said with a little surprise: "No, it's too condescending just to put it in this position. Help me look in the file on the wooden shelf over the door, and see if I can find anything about Ma Jun."

Lu Bu hurriedly finished grinding his Mo Mali, and went there.

Yan Qing thought for a while, spread out a blank piece of paper again, wrote Ma Jun's order in a few hasty strokes, and transferred this rare craftsman to Zhuge Liang, who was also very good at this kind of invention and creation. up.

Zhuge Liang is now mainly planning the affairs of Youzhou.Although the alien race outside the northern pass has been swept away by the Flying Wolf Cavalry headed by Zhao Yun and Gaoshun, it is by no means easy to resume production on the very barren soil.

After so many years, relying on his wonderful ideas and a pair of skillful inventions, he has made great progress. At any rate, Youzhou has reached the stage of self-sufficiency, but it has also entered a bottleneck period.

Sending Ma Jun to Zhuge Liang's subordinates will definitely allow his talents to be better utilized.

As soon as Yan Qing folded Mo Gan's letter, Lu Bu also dug out the pitifully thin half-sheet of Ma Jun's past experience and hometown from the mountain-like pile of official materials, and stuffed it into the Among the wooden cows, it was sent to Zhuge Liang who was far away in Fanyang.

As soon as the golden light transformed by the wooden ox and the horse disappeared, Tai Shici knocked on the door of the study: "My lord."

Yan Qing glanced at Lu Bu, and Lu Bu got up understandingly, and went to open the door himself: "What's the matter?"

Taishi Ci said succinctly: "People from Luoyang want to see the lord."

Yan Qing was taken aback: "Luoyang?"

This year, the weather is good, there is neither war nor natural disaster, and the harvest in Sili area is not bad. Even if Yanqing stops paying tribute, it will not be difficult to persist until the beginning of next spring.

It stands to reason that it is the time when they feel complacent and eager to show their ambitions, and it is impossible to admit defeat so quickly.

As for goodwill... Yan Qing also thinks it is unlikely.

"What token do you have for this person? What's your name?"

Tai Shici replied: "This person's surname is Zhong Minghui, his style name is Shiji, he is from Yingchuan, and he is the captain of Sili at the other end of the court..." He couldn't help but pause for a moment, with a bright expression on his face. That moment became very subtle: "The token he brought was a gold coffin and a silver coffin."

If it weren't for the young man who claimed to be Zhong Hui with his outstanding appearance and extraordinary appearance, and he brought along a group of servants who were also quite handsome, he would probably have kicked him out.

Hearing this, Yan Qing was taken aback for a moment, and then had an incredible guess in his heart, and stood up suddenly: "Lead the way."

Tai Shici was startled, and hurriedly agreed, secretly thankful that he didn't neglect the man, and carefully led the lord to the main hall.

When Yan Qing arrived, Zhong Hui and his party, who had been waiting in the side hall, had already been brought to the main hall. When they saw him appear, their expressions froze for a moment, and they quickly realized that they saluted respectfully: " A certain Zhong Hui, Zhong Shiji, King Mu Yu has been famous for a long time, and it is difficult to see him, and now he came here at the behest of the late emperor, and was received by His Royal Highness, and he was really terrified."

"You don't need to be too polite, just sit down."

Yan Qing's first glance when he came in did not fall on Fengshen's handsome Zhong Hui, but was placed in the middle of the hall on that side, covered with a thin layer of ice mist, and snow-white air-conditioning curled up on the golden coffin.

Without changing his expression, he naturally sat down on the main seat, while Lu Bu stood silently aside.

Yan Qing looked the young man up and down, and said with a slight smile, "You are Zhong Yuanchang's youngest son, Zhong Hui?"

Zhong Hui politely gave another small bow: "I'm right here."

Yan Qing smiled: "Don't be too restrictive. Could it be that before Yuan Chang asked you to come, he didn't tell you that when I was an official in the court, I had some friendship with him?"

Zhong Hui was slightly taken aback, apparently he did not expect that Yu Wang Yanqing, who has the ability to win the world at any time and has a deafening reputation, would show such a gentle... loving side.

He replied cautiously: "My father did mention it."

Yan Qing smiled and said: "He and my Wen Ruo (Lu Bu's face turned foul) have also known each other for many years. In 20 years, I took the inscriptions for you, and because of this, he knocked away a few pieces of good ink and a rare piece of good jade pendant."

Before Zhong Hui could reply, Yan Qing squinted his eyes, his face as beautiful as a crown of jade was full of kindness from elders: "It just so happens that it is the one you are wearing on your waist right now."

Zhong Hui: "..."