Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

After absent-mindedly eating dinner, Lu Bu went back to his room very actively, washed off the stinky sweat from the barracks, changed into nice new clothes, and then went to the study to see Yan Qing .

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing was not in the study, but turned away from the left and right, standing alone under the eaves in front of the corridor.

"Bong came first?"

Yan Qing was closing his eyes and meditating, but it was not difficult to distinguish the sound of Lu Bu's footsteps, so he opened his eyes and greeted with a smile: "The book list is ready, it's on the table, you can take it yourself."

"Oh." Lu Bu vaguely sensed something, first entered the room honestly, put the thin paper with dried ink marks into his arms, and came back out the door, then put his head close to Yan Qing, and asked in a low voice: "My lord Happy?"

This question is really straightforward and cute, full of Lu Bu's personality characteristics.

Yan Qing smiled and said: "No, but I have some ideas, I still can't make up my mind for the time being, Fang is here to play for a while."

Yan Qing said it lightly, but Lu Bu could feel strangely that it was not such a simple matter.

He didn't want to leave just now, he sipped his lips silently, thinking about it.

At this moment, Lu Bu caught a glimpse of the round moon hanging high in the night sky from the corner of his eye, and a flash of inspiration flashed in his heart, and he couldn't help asking: "My lord rarely has time, why don't you go to enjoy the moon with wine?"

Yan Qing bent the corners of his lips dispensably: "Where does Feng Xian want to go to reward? The backyard? Or is it here?"

Lu Bu chuckled: "The backyard is near the forest, if you don't look carefully, you might as well choose a high place."

Yan Qing instantly understood what he meant, and said amusedly: "Appreciating the moon is an elegant and interesting thing, if you have to use wooden ladders to climb it, it will be too detrimental to your gentle demeanor."

Lu Bu proudly said: "However, with such a height, why use any ladder?"

As soon as the words fell, Lu Bu bent down without hesitation, simply said "offended", and wrapped his thin and slender waist with his powerful palms like iron tongs.

Without waiting for Yan Qing to thank and refuse, Lu Bu pushed up a little bit, without blushing or panting, he lifted Yan Qing, a man who was eight feet long, over his head, and easily sent him to the roof.

"Follow first!"

Not wanting Lu Breilei to act resolutely, and to do what he said, Yan Qing was taken aback, and reflexively pressed down on the tiles below, for fear of slipping down.

And Lu Bu's inadvertent display of strength really shocked him.

Yan Qing knew very well that even though she had a thin body, her frame was still there, no matter how light she was, there was a limit.

But just now, Lu Bu picked him up high and lightly, as if it was no different from carrying a rabbit in his hands.

But Lu Bu didn't come up immediately, but climbed on top with one hand to prevent Yan Qing from falling. He was still muttering to the frightened guards who rushed up from below. Yan Qing couldn't hear what he said.

After a while, Lu Bu smiled foolishly, holding two small porcelain cups in his mouth funny, poked his head first, and then suddenly supported it with one arm...

This movement can be said to be done in one go, like flowing clouds and flowing water. As soon as Yan Qing saw Lu Bu poking half of his head up, he heard a few crunching sounds that made the scalp tingle. up.

Yan Qing could see at a glance that in Lu Bu's specially vacated other arm was a jar of unopened wine.

"My lord, can you see clearly here?"

After Lu Bu asked vaguely, he remembered to take off the cup in his mouth, and diligently wiped the place where his saliva got on with the corner of his clean robe, before he began to pour the wine seriously.

Yan Qing suddenly asked: "Is this how Fengxian used to admire the moon?"

The moon is white and the wind is clear, climb high and look far away.

Although it is not as magnificent as overlooking the lights of thousands of houses in a modern high-rise building, it is indeed a fresh experience that opens people's minds.

Lu Bu's face was full of joy, and he replied without hesitation: "Isn't it? When my hometown was still there, Bu would often lead seven or eight brothers, carry a few jars of good wine stolen from their parents' cellars on their backs, and search for them together. On the top of the highest attic in the city. Those who are agile like monkeys can come up and get drunk together, but those who are clumsy and can’t get up for a long time can only watch helplessly from below..."

Lu Bu spoke with great interest, but the smile on Yan Qing's face faded invisibly.

That's right, as early as 12 years ago, Lu Bu's hometown Wuyuan County fell to the Xianbei and Hun tribes along with other Han lands in the northwest of Bingzhou due to the defeat of the Han army.

The Central Plains has been fighting constantly, and no one has the leisure to care about the gains and losses of the border. As a result, these border states that were lost at the end of the Han Dynasty were not regained in the true sense.

In the Ming Dynasty, when the Great Wall was being repaired, it was even changed to use Yanmen County as the border instead of Shuofang, Yunzhong (Zhang Yang's hometown) and Wuyuan along the Great Wall of the Han Dynasty.

Those counties and counties were completely abandoned and classified as places outside the customs.

Since Lu Bu joined Ding Yuan's command, he never went back to his hometown, and he couldn't go back.

Reminiscent of the land of the Central Plains that will soon be torn apart and devastated, Yan Qing's mood is mostly troubled, and he can't help but feel a little more heavy pain.

When he first made the plan, he actually only wanted to take one step at a time to help the crumbling Han Dynasty avoid a major disaster, so that he could stay in a corner, protect the people under his rule, and protect his beloved idol and Le Taiping lifetime.

When he went to Luoyang and found that the incumbent was not looking for a job, and the emperor only cared about his own safety, all Yan Qing could do was to be alone and stay away from Luoyang, a place of right and wrong that restricted his performance.

No matter how much I can do to protect the people of Li, as long as I have a clear conscience, that's enough.

He believes that he has neither the lofty ambition of helping the Han Dynasty and bringing the dead trees back to life, nor the ambition of competing in the Central Plains and striving for hegemony in the world.

In the end, Dong Zhuo, who had been chased away, was summoned to Beijing again by the Yuan family. Not only did Yan Qing's painstaking calculations and hard work come to naught, but also his little idea of ​​trying to do good in the troubled times, turned into a It's gone.

Even if he was an official to Sikong, he could be relegated and dismissed after seeing the glorious scenery, and it was only the effort of the emperor's words.

At that time, even if there are hundreds of thousands of troops under him, as long as he is labeled as "not right and wrong" and forced to hand it in, he will not be able to resist.

But isn't the emperor himself mainly controlled by two factions, the powerful ministers from the aristocratic family and the domineering relatives?

It used to be He Jin, but now it is Yuan Kai.

Although Yan Qing was worried that she would not be able to take on such a huge responsibility, she was not at all willing to let others spoil her hard work.

Even less worried about handing over the world to a group of people who don't care about the life and death of the people and only care about their own and their family's interests.

But in this way, he has to stand in a high position that no one can easily shake. .

As soon as Yan Qing noticed something and was still hesitating, Guo Jia and Jia Xu pressed him step by step and formulated a plan for him to "send a call, call allies, and fight against evil together, so as to win the top spot and win the hearts of the people". Strategize and plan.

It is both temptation and coercion.

The master chooses the minister, and the minister also chooses the master.

If Yan Qing has no ambitions, is willing to be mediocre and protect himself, and cannot let them show their skills and realize their ideals and ambitions, then no matter how deep the friendship is, no matter how beautiful the words are, it will not prevent them from looking for opportunities to abandon him.

Guo Jia promised to find talents for Yanqing and recommend outstanding talents, but he never handed in the list. He only sent a letter to Xun Yu, which is the best proof.

Jia Xu is even more like you don't ask him or answer, he is always watching and examining.

——They are still waiting patiently to see where his ambition will go and whether it is worth following them.

Lu Bu was unaware of Yan Qing's preoccupation, and said enthusiastically, "My lord, why don't you have a drink too?"

Yan Qing was not annoyed when his thoughts were interrupted, he just shook his head and gently pushed the wine glass brought to him by Lu Bu.

Lu Bu sneered: "Just a few sips..."

Lv Bu had just started talking, his eyes widened suddenly, seeing Yan Qing miraculously took out a piece of red paper with the word 'wine' written on it in a weird way from his wide sleeve, like a magic trick. The heavy wine jar came out: "Drink this."

There is fairy wine to drink!

Lu Bu had no doubts, and happily took it over. As soon as he unsealed the seal, the rich and mellow smell of wine rushed out, immediately knocking him out of his wits.

"It smells so good!"

Lu Bu couldn't help taking a sip, and poured the wine in the small wine jug he was cherishing just now, hurriedly replaced the wine, then raised his neck high, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Sure enough, good wine!"

Lu Bu pouted his mouth incessantly, and after refilling himself, he also did not forget to refill Yan Qing.

"You drink, I will come by myself."

Yan Qing was not as addicted to alcohol as Lu Bu, so he just smiled and shook his head when he saw this, brought the half-full wine cup to his lips, and slowly tried to take a sip.

Really good.

Yan Qing has never seriously tasted this kind of wine made from the "wine" of the card, and only used it once in a hurry before, and it has been a little longer.

However, before he could swallow it well, he saw a thin, white arm reaching up tremblingly.

It firmly grasped the edge of the eaves, and immediately said angrily: "Wine~~~~~ah~~~~~"

The smell of wine drifts away with the wind, attracting drunkards and gluttons.

"puff--!"

Yan Qing was caught off guard, and actually sprayed the small sip of wine back into the wine cup, and coughed violently.

Lv Bu was so frightened that he quickly put down his wine glass, and while he was busy patting Yan Qing on the back, he yelled at Guo Jia, who had struggled to climb up the ladder: "Guo Fengxiao! What the hell are you doing to make my lord like this!"

Seeing Yan Qing's face flushed from coughing, it was very hard work, Lu Bu was so distressed that his eyes were tearing apart, he almost couldn't hold back his foot and kicked over, kicking the culprit over.

Guo Jia had no one to help, and he struggled for a while before climbing onto the roof.He moved to Yan Qing's side and sat down, quickly hugged the wine jar into his arms, and then said slowly: "General Lu, General Lu, my lord just choked on it a little, it's not a serious problem at all, if I want to suffer from a rough man again Husband pats me lightly and hard a few times, I am afraid that my life will be in danger."

Lu Bu paused when he heard the words, and stopped in astonishment.

Only then did Yan Qing escape from the countless combos of the Herculean Palm, holding his chest dumbfounded, and tried his best to euphemistically say: "Feng Xian really has a good intention, but the strength is indeed too big."

Lu Bu said embarrassingly, "I'm really sorry."

Don't say that Lu Bu is concerned about it, it's not intentional, it's something else, as long as the impact is not bad, and he is willing to apologize honestly, Yan Qing will not bear to blame.

Hearing this, Yan Qing only smiled, and reminded: "It's nothing. If you don't recover, the wine will be enjoyed by Feng Xiao."

Lu Bu was excited, and turned his head to look. Didn't he see Guo Jia happily drinking Yan Qing's cup, drinking that fairy wine cup after cup like pouring water?

"Hello, Guo Fengxiao!"

Lu Bu's eyes widened, and suddenly a hungry tiger caught a sheep and was about to snatch the wine jar back.

If you were an ordinary person, you would have been intimidated by Lu Bu's aura, but Guo Jia was not afraid at all, and turned around to protect him.

Lu Bu was wary of throwing a mouse, and he was afraid of really hurting this weak scribe who looked like tender tofu, so he didn't dare to make any big moves.

Yan Qing quietly watched the two of them fight for a while, then quietly made up her mind.

He couldn't help laughing, stroked his hands and said, "Okay, instead of grabbing the remaining half, why don't you just ask me for another jar?"

The two looked over in unison, their eyes burning.

Yan Qing smiled slightly, Wen He waved his white sleeves, only to hear the soft 'cha' sound of the roof tiles, as soon as the golden light flashed, there was another jar of exactly the same wine standing on it safely.

He gave Lu Bulue a comforting wink, and the latter silently withdrew the furry tiger paw that had been extended halfway.

Yan Qing personally put the wine jar in front of Guo Jia who was about to move, and said with a smile: "Thank you Fengxiao first. I will accept your good strategy of attacking others later."

Guo Jia was slightly stunned, smiled knowingly, hugged him into his arms, and said: "Just this one altar, do you want to send me away? At least ten altars are enough!"

Yan Qing only sneered at this insatiable progress: "If Feng Xiaoruo sold this life to me, the number of ten altars can still be considered."

Without waiting for Guo Jia's rebuttal, Lu Bu, who was a little bit drunk, interjected anxiously: "Why spend so many pots to buy him? If you want to change me, I will sell two pots!"

Guo Jia's head was full of black lines.

——Where did the fool come from, messing up the market?

Yan Qing couldn't help laughing.

——Such a cute big baby, not to mention only two jars, ten thousand jars is a must.