Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

Let's say that the soldiers sent by Yanqing, once the drunken Wang Yun was properly sent back to the mansion, they didn't stay any longer, left immediately, and went back to return to their orders.

But Wang Yun was still blushing, humming and chirping.

Diao Chan, who he has just recognized as his adopted daughter, understands that he is pretending to be drunk, so she makes a fuss calmly and sends him to the dormitory.

Diao Chan asked someone to prepare a basin of clear water, leaned over to wipe his sweat with a silk handkerchief, and said lightly: "My lord father is here to serve you, you should step back first."

"Yes, ma'am."

The servants lowered their brows and narrowed their eyes, obeying orders and filing out.

They were sent by Guo Jia to resettle them. Even if Wang Yun didn't need to mention them, Diao Chan knew how many eyes, ears and eyes were mixed in, so she was proud to be careful.

After they were all gone, Diao Chan waited patiently for a while, and then asked in a low voice, "Father?"

Wang Yun was still motionless, breathing deeply, as if he had fallen asleep.

Diao Chan's wonderful eyes shimmered, she got up quietly, walked to the closed window, opened a small slit, and looked out.

After making sure that no one was hiding outside the door, outside the window or behind the screen, she replied, this time before she could speak, Wang Yun suddenly opened his eyes and sat up.

How clear is his eyes, how can he be half drunk?

Looking at the adoptive daughter who was already a few months away from Jiji, who was already beautiful and amazing, Wang Yun shook his head in disappointment, and lightly reprimanded: "If you are still so hasty in your actions in the future, you will surely vent the matter sooner or later. At that time, don't say that your own life is in danger, I am afraid that even His Majesty's expectations will fall short."

Diao Chan said in shame: "I heard that my father was received by Nayan Sikong, but he didn't return for a long time. I felt uneasy in my heart, so I lost my position. I will definitely learn from it in the future. I would rather take it easy than lose prudence."

Diao Chan was brought into Wang Yun's residence since she was a child, and she was born with a charming figure and a slender figure before she opened her eyebrows.However, the teaching she received was only related to singing and dancing. She was quite talented as an interpreter, but she couldn't help being illiterate.

Staying in the mansion all day long, with limited vision; young, still childish; being entrusted with important tasks for the first time, I can't help but feel worried...

It is rare to have such agility and wisdom.

Wang Yun also knew that he couldn't criticize her too much, besides, there was no one available around him, and he was also short of a beautiful woman who cared about the country and would not easily indulge in love. Point, a few words of comfort.

Diao Chan was soon calmed down, and Wang Yuncai slowly got to the point: "There is a saying that is worth seeing once, and that Yan Sikong is indeed a fairy."

Diao Chan knew from Wang Yun's mouth that she might want to take this man as a concubine, so when she heard the "husband" was extraordinary in appearance and was full of praise from her adoptive father, the expression on her face was not the shyness and joy of an ordinary woman, but secretly Surprised.

She learned the lesson just now, she didn't speak, but continued to listen carefully.

Wang Yun looked at her kindly, and said slowly: "I thought about it for my father. If he is as good as the rumored three-pointer, and he is not lacking in a hero, then if you marry him, even though you are a concubine, you are still beautiful." thing."

Diao Chan wept softly and said, "My lord father treats my concubine like this, even if my concubine dies, I will not be able to repay it."

Wang Yun sighed: "But after seeing it with my own eyes, I realized that the hearsay was incomplete and untrue, because it actually underestimated his appearance and character, rather than exaggerating the truth!"

Wang Yunlai's previous plan was to send his adoptive daughter to Yanqing as a concubine.

He had inquired a long time ago that although Yan Qing had become famous and established a career, he was not yet married.

Not to mention wives and concubines, even a dewy marriage with a prostitute has never happened because of her extreme cleanliness.

But how can a person who is as beautiful as a beauty be able to get rid of the barrier of beauty?

Diao Chan came from a humble background, but she has always maintained her innocence, she has excellent sex and art, and is very intelligent.Later, she was adopted as a righteous daughter by him, and she wanted to be a concubine to Da Sikong. In terms of family status, it was not a problem.

In this way, Diao Chan, who is thoughtful, loyal to him, and grateful to him, circles around, and he occasionally gives control assistance from the sidelines. As long as she does not fall out of favor, Yan Qing, who is far away in Yuzhou, will gradually love her His Majesty was eccentric, and was even won over by the faction of Liu Xie, the King of Chenliu, who had always been extra friendly to him.

And always a helping hand.

Diaochan can also be allowed to monitor secretly. If Yanqing commits any misconduct, she can report it immediately and ask for countermeasures.

After all, Diao Chan's beauty is the most beautiful that Wang Yun has ever seen in his life, and it is beyond the reach of ordinary people, which has become the source of his deep confidence.

After arriving in Yuzhou, Wang Yun couldn't help being surprised to see that the other party had only been out of Beijing for only two months, and he had never even formally used the name of the state herdsman to recruit troops and buy horses to govern counties and counties. When there are thousands of people...

The face-to-face meeting was not available for a while, Wang Yun stayed in the building, somewhat changing his mind.

Since Yan Qing is so capable, and under such a disadvantage, he can become successful so quickly, it is better to persuade him to go back to the capital earlier, so as to help His Majesty.

However, he who was used to this astonishing beauty was still uncontrollably amazed at the moment when he actually saw Yan Qing.

It's not just that her face is more refined and beautiful, but her extraordinary temperament and demeanor is better than the still young Diao Chan by a little.

Wang Yun's heart was shocked, and he was not happy but worried.

Yan Qing has the appearance of an exiled immortal, elegant and comfortable conversation, profound knowledge and knowledge of the past and the present, open-minded and spirited, talking with him about the past and the present with ease.

How can such a hard-to-find dragon and phoenix be easily trapped by sex and fascinated by Diao Chan?

After Wang Yun realized that he had underestimated Yan Qing, his plan was completely disrupted, and he needed to plan again.

When Wang Yun's head was as big as a bucket, he didn't know that his careful thoughts had been guessed by Yan Qing and his two resourceful and decisive staff.

Yan Qing's faction sat on the Diaoyutai, with the mentality of soldiers coming to block and water coming to cover, and took care of other important tasks in a leisurely manner, as if they didn't pay attention to the dynamics here.

Even if Wang Yun insisted on not leaving, besides pondering scheming tricks in the mansion, he just went around outside the barracks, trying to spy on the situation inside, Yan Qing always turned a blind eye and let him go.

Although he didn't respond, he didn't rush or rush.

However, Lv Bu, who has been working hard to train those Yellow Turban soldiers recently and attaches great importance to the secrecy of the military barracks, has become more and more impatient with Wang Yun's almost borderline violation.

The driving action became more and more violent every time.

Yan Qing was more concerned about another matter - some of the Chinese cabbages produced in Yingchuan that were recommended by the branch manager Guo Jia, which were considered to be of high quality and low price, had already been paid on delivery.

Thanks to them coming to vote one after another, they filled up many vacancies in the family, and immediately solved the urgent need left by the former county magistrate after absconding in fear of crime.

As soon as Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, he quickly selected a reliable candidate to replace Chen Gong as the magistrate of Zhongmou County, so that Chen Gong could be transferred to his side as a military adviser, also in the state.

After receiving Chen Gong's order reply, Yan Qing suddenly remembered something, and couldn't help asking: "Then, is Sun Wentai still in the future?"

When Yan Qing asked Sun Jian to come, Sun Jian had already been appointed as the prefect of Changsha, so he had to take his family from Changsha to take up the post, and the journey was very long.

But there must be a limit to how far you go.

Seeing that the Mid-Autumn Festival is almost here, even if you count the days that were delayed when the emissary left, it can't be so long before it arrives.

Could it be that something happened on the way?

Jia Xu didn't say a word, and only quickly raised her eyes to glance at Guo Jia. Guo Jia, who was concentrating on reviewing the Chinese book in hand, said lazily: "I have sent a letter to ask. I haven't received a reply yet."

Yan Qing couldn't help but frowned, doubts abounded in his heart, he said uncertainly: "Sun Wentai won't be disrespecting the order?"

Thinking of Sun Jian's heroic performance in the battle against Dong Zhuojun before picking up the jade seal, he is indeed a great loyal minister. You can't just disobey orders because you think he is young and a scholar.

Guo Jia propped his side cheek with one hand, his posture was lazy, and his tone was still very awkward: "Who knows? That's not sure."

Yan Qing: "..."

Because Yanqing saw that Guo Jia was weak, always sick, and always willing to die, he simply asked Gao Shun to supervise him, and asked Guo Jia to get up early and go to bed early every day, and run around the yard ten times to exercise his body.

They also sent people to look for Hua Tuo, who was from Qiao County, who was only a little famous in this area at the moment, and had not yet traveled around in medicine. He stayed temporarily to take care of Guo Jia's body, and he continued to eat medicine.

Such a two-pronged approach has a very significant effect. Anyone can see that Guo Jia's physical fitness has improved.

But how can Guo Jia, who has always been unruly and unruly in private, be able to stand a life that is too regular?

Seeing that Yan Qing couldn't beat Yan Qing, he wanted to build a good relationship with Gao Shun in order to plead for mercy.

But Gao Shun was upright, upright and upright, how surprised he was when he received Yan Qing's order, and how strict he was when he executed it, he could be called ruthless.

No matter how eloquent and able to handle people's hearts, there is nothing to do with the last Yumu who can only follow the will of the lord.

Guo Jia was blocked at both ends of the road, and he could only sigh three times. If he wanted to drink, he could only use milk mixed with honey to relieve his sorrow.

He couldn't help being full of complaints about Yan Qing, and from time to time he had to slap a sentence without itching.

Yan Qing was well aware of the reason, and thought he was open-minded, so he didn't care about it.

On the contrary, Jia Xu buried his head lower unconsciously, coughed lightly for a while, and smoothed things over a bit: "Nowadays, bandits are rampant, and General Sun is brave and staunch. It should be due to the unevenness of the road that he was delayed."

Yan Qing curled her lips wearily: "I can only continue to wait."

——The means of communication are outdated, that’s why it’s such a hassle.

A few days passed by.

Qiuhu gradually ran away, and the weather cooled down quickly.

The soldiers who were sweating profusely in the barracks all day didn't feel much, but the civil servants who were sitting in the mansion and working in the mansion were more reactive.

Yan Qing has always been afraid of the cold, before she was dangling in a thin silk robe, shaking a feather fan gracefully in her hand, now she has wisely changed into a warm robe, and never forgets to wear a crane cloak when going in and out.

Jia Xu used a warm water bag made of animal skins by Yan Qingjiao, while Guo Jia added a few more linings and wrapped a shawl around his neck.

When receiving the invitation from Wang Yun's messenger to invite him to visit the mansion, Yan Qing only had the feeling of "he's finally here".

After all, carrying the emperor's secret order and coming from a long way, Wang Yun would delay for a day, and the situation in Luoyang would have changed. Of course, he was not as relaxed and calm as Yan Qing.

Yan Qing deliberately left him to dry, and Wang Yun waited for half a month, which was the limit.

If the mountain does not come, he will go to the mountain.

——It is decisive.

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, and did not open it in a hurry, just smiled at the two military advisers, and said jokingly: "I don't know what kind of skill Mr. Wang has come up with after thinking hard."

At the same time, Lu Bu was standing in the courtyard, easily lifted a large bucket of cold water, poured himself from head to toe, relieved some of the heat, and sighed comfortably.

He had just been busy on the school field for most of the day, training those good and bad soldiers. It was very hot at the moment, so he didn't pay attention to it at all, and just asked the soldiers to bring a few more buckets.

As soon as the soldiers poured water on the naked and strong body of the tiger, Lu Bu roughly wiped it with a cloth towel twisted into a rope.

The first water was muddy water, and the second water was clearer, but after such a wipe, the white towel still turned brownish-yellow.

Lu Bu clicked his tongue in displeasure, and rubbed casually on his neck, forming several small balls of mud.

His face was suddenly tangled: "..."

These days he has been busy with training in the barracks, rolling around in the mud with those idiots who are lazy at every turn, and has no time to see the lord, so he has been negligent on the small issue of taking a bath ——Looks like it hasn't been washed for three or four days.

The reason why he worked so hard and produced a decent result in such a hurry was because Lu Bu figured out something not long ago.

Instead of wronging myself to make up with the old and cunning Guo Fengxiao, or worrying all day long that the lord will no longer value him, it is better to use those tricks to strengthen oneself.

Taking advantage of the confiscation of any decent generals from the lord's account, let the Bingzhou army completely eat up the Yellow Turban soldiers, and become the most powerful force in the lord's hands.

In this way, his transcendent status in the eyes of the lord can be called unshakable and firm.

After Lu Bu finished taking a shower, Zhang Liao came over as if he was pinching him.

"Zhang Wenyuan, what are you doing here?"

While getting up to get dressed, Lu Bu asked casually without looking at him.

Zhang Liao said: "The old man surnamed Wang was sneaking around again, and I sent someone to drive him away."

Lu Bu looked at him inexplicably: "If you run away, you will run away. Is it worth telling me about such a trivial matter?" Do you still want to praise him?

Zhang Liao winked at him mysteriously and coughed heavily.

"You go out first." Seeing his posture, Lu Bu knew that he had something to say, even though he was suspicious, he still drove the soldiers out, closed the door, and asked impatiently, "What's wrong?"

Zhang Liao chuckled: "You have something to do, you must not be clear about it."

Lu Bu casually put a dry towel on the dripping hair, kneaded it into a chicken coop, and said in disgust, "Fart, let it go, you'll be so tired."

Ever since he accidentally learned about this secret matter, Zhang Liao had wanted to gossip with someone for a long time, but he was young and not dignified enough, so he had to keep a serious appearance in front of his subordinates, so naturally it was not easy to discuss these topics with the soldiers.

In this way, in this huge barracks, they can have a good chat with Lu Bu Gaoshun.

Zhang Liao didn't give a damn, and said directly: "Just that old man you keep chasing after, he even brought a daughter. It is said that she is beautiful and beautiful."

Lu Bu laughed disdainfully: "Ha! What a beautiful daughter can you give birth to with just that brazen and skinny old man?"

Zhang Liao listened carefully, and said cheerfully, "She is a foster daughter, not her own. She seems to be a kabuki in the mansion, but she is only taken in as a daughter because of her outstanding talent and appearance."

Lu Bu was thinking that Xiumu was still a few days away, so he didn't understand Zhang Liao's hint, so he just responded perfunctorily, "Oh. Either it's because he's not pretty, or the old man Wang is too weak to accept a concubine, so he reluctantly Just be a daughter."

When a man sees a beautiful woman, doesn't he want to keep it for himself?There is no reason to accept a daughter and hand it over to others.

Lu Bu felt strange, so he couldn't help thinking about it for a while, and became a little more curious: "Don't those scholar-bureaucrats who come from famous families like to be particular about it? It would be embarrassing to talk to us soldiers on weekdays. With such hunger and hunger, even a prettier kabuki would be willing to raise her as a daughter?"

Zhang Liao also couldn't understand this point, so he skipped over it very naturally, and said: "You are not curious, why did he bring his charming daughter with him when he clearly obeyed the emperor's order to send cloth, money and food?"

Lv Bu was taken aback for a moment, and immediately recalled: "Could it be possible?"

Zhang Liao said clearly, and came to a conclusion: "I'm afraid I have the heart to give it to the lord, and we may have more than one mistress in the future—"

Lu Bu was stunned, and the long scarf in his hand fell to the ground unknowingly.

After that, Zhang Liao babbled on in detail, and Lu Bu didn't listen to what he said endlessly.

He only felt that there was a string in his mind that had been broken by these words.

After Zhang Liao finished gossiping with him and left contentedly, Lu Bufang gasped for breath as if waking up from a dream, and gritted his steel teeth.

"How dare, how dare-"

Lu Bu didn't even know what he was angry about, and he was already on the verge of going crazy.

"Damn it——it's unreasonable!!!"

After gnashing his teeth and cursing such a sentence, he couldn't help but be like an enraged wild beast, with a dark and terrifying complexion and messy hair, he went on a rampage in the small room, kicking the tables and chairs ferociously Got to fly around.

After the house was in a mess, as if it had been visited by a violent storm, Lu Bu was out of breath, and the ferocity on his face faded a little.

In the end, he seemed to have calmed down completely, and sat on the ground expressionlessly.

His eyes were so dark that he couldn't see the bottom, and his sword-like eyebrows trembled slightly.

He stared at a certain place indifferently, his thoughts turned, and finally he slightly lifted his thin lips, and smiled coldly for a while.

A lowly concubine who was born as a kabuki, but relying on some scheming that can't stand on the stage, was lucky enough to fool Wang Yun, an old and dim-witted fool, so she got blue eyes, and she was willing to accept her as a righteous daughter, which is already in the sky.

However, the hearts of the people are not enough, and I don't know what kind of ghosts they have in mind at the moment.

How dare such a filthy bastard, wanting to get his hands on the position of the lord's concubine, waiting to ride on the foreheads of their servants to do his best?

Lu Bu gasped hissingly, rubbed his face wet from the residual water in his hair, and then threw the water droplets on his hand to the ground with great force.

In the narrow and long phoenix eyes, there is the coldness of an eagle of prey.

——To be his mother's Spring and Autumn Dream.

Lu Bu combed his hair with his hand, raked his hair casually a few times, and walked out of the room coldly.

At this moment, on his body, except for the lingering killing accident, there is no trace of the monstrous anger.

"Change rooms, change clothes, prepare horses."

He thought indifferently, and ordered concisely: "Speak to Zhang Wenyuan, I will take a few days off, if there is any urgent matter, send someone to the state pastoral mansion to look for me."