Three Kingdoms Guo Jia's growth diary

Living together is worthy of Xun Yu, even the movements of pushing people are elegant and gentle.

Guo Jia shook slightly, and his feet were stabilized.Now that Xun Shuang has passed away, he is probably the only person in this world who has seen Xun Yu lose his temper.

If it was another person, they might be scared when they met Xun Yu who looked serious and imposing.But Guo Jia stepped forward again, half-kneeled down, pressed Xun Yu's shoulder, looked him in the eye, and said in a low voice, "It is true that I knew a few days ago. Mr. Zi Ming (Xun Shuang) has always loved you the most. If you are sad , I won’t feel at ease when he goes.”

His voice was very soft, almost soothing.

Relatively silent for a long time, Xun Yu's shoulders suddenly shrugged slightly, and he murmured: "Sixth Uncle told me not to wear mourning, it's a waste of time. Find someone with a heart for the Han family, raise a heavy army, serve the emperor, and save Han Zuo from falling .”

Guo Jia's heart sank. Xun Shuang, a dead old man, said something bad in his last words. He insisted on letting his nephew go to help the Han family. How would Xun Yu deal with himself in Cao Ying in the future?

Can't you be more creative and leave some refreshing last words such as "chewing peanuts and dried tofu together, which tastes like ham."

Old man, old man, Wen Ruo is going to be tricked to death by you.

Guo Jia arranged his clothes solemnly, respectfully offered incense and worshiped, and then knelt beside Xun Yu.

This move was actually a little out of courtesy, but the Xun clan was in Jizhou, and Xun Shuang's coffin could not be transported back to his hometown for the time being due to the war, so he was a little worried about letting Xun Yu guard the coffin here alone.

After kneeling for an hour, Xun Yu remained motionless, his shoulders still straight.However, Guo Jia started to feel dizzy. With a thought, he staggered and fell towards the incense table, causing a sharp pain in his forehead.

At this distance, I never expected to bump my head when I measured it visually...

Guo Jia endured the tears that almost came out of his eyes, and secretly laughed at himself: "Porcelain touch skills still need to be improved. I shouldn't have thrown it at the incense table just now, but should have fallen at Wenruo. It hurts so much!"I was about to cry myself stupidly!

Xun Yu knelt for so long that he lost feeling in his calves. He wanted to help Guo Jia eagerly, but he lost his balance and pushed Guo Jia who was getting up to the ground.

Guo Jia kowtowed again, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, he raised his head, revealing a slender and white neck, "...it hurts, it hurts, it hurts."

In the warm body below, the bones are slightly crunchy, but the waist is extremely soft, and it is so provocative.

Xun Yu's breathing stagnated, and the blood in his whole body seemed to flow upstream in an instant. He took a few breaths, and with great perseverance, he did not lose control. He carefully avoided the changed parts of his body, and carefully examined Guo Jia's body. The forehead was covered by hair, so I couldn't see it clearly. It took me a while to confirm that it was a small swelling with a small amount of bleeding.

When the discomfort of numbness and pain in his legs subsided a little, Xun Yu picked up Guo Jia and walked across the corridor.

Guo Jia: "If you let go, I can walk. I hit my head, not my foot." A big man, with this kind of strange princess hug...

Xun Yu ignored him and went straight to the wing to give him medicine.

In the next few days, Xun Yu spent part of his time guarding the spirit in the main room, and part of the time in the wing room to take care of Guo Jia. This weak-bodied guy was sick again, and he always acted like a coquettish, so he asked Xun Yu to sleep with him.

Xun Yu sleeps longer every day, knowing that Guo Jia did it on purpose, but he can't refuse.

Cao Cao and Xi Yan came to visit twice, and brought some medicinal materials, as well as donkey glue from Dong'e County, which is said to nourish the lungs and blood, and is a good nourishing food.

Seven days later, Xun Yu asked his servants to withdraw from the mourning hall, put on a straight suit of plain color, and took a carriage to the government office to work.

Guo Jia had a cold and headache at first, but he was basically cured within five days, and the rest was purely artificial.

A man who had over-rested, lay awake on the couch, and his head became dizzy for too long. As soon as Xun Yu went out, he picked up the folding fan, walked around the yard twice, stretched his arms and legs, and used the fan to play a whole set of swords He sat down and looked at the bamboo slips basking in the sun, and while the maid was not paying attention, he poured a bowl of decoction into the flowerbed by the way.

The sun slanted into the window lattice, Xun Yu and Chen Gong reviewed the official documents together.

From time to time, Xun Yu wrote a few lines on the document with a pen. Two shadows moved over to cover the light. He looked up in doubt, and then stood up calmly, stretching his sleeves and bowing: "My lord."

Chen Gong on the side also got up and saluted.

The person behind Cao Cao is more than eight feet and three inches, making Cao Cao very short, but it is Cheng Yu, a handsome bearded uncle. Xun Yu's eyes lit up: "Mr. Cheng."

Cao Cao stepped aside, highlighting the person behind him, "This is Dong'a Cheng Zhongde, the new meritorious Cao."

After exchanging pleasantries, Cao Cao motioned them to sit down together, "Cao Cao has asked someone to find another house for Feng Xiao and Zhicai to live in. These days there are Lao Wenruo." Several pillars under his command, Zhicai sleeps in the government office every day, Feng Xiao and Wen Ruo squeezed into the same house, they had a lot of official duties, and their treatment was extremely poor. If this word got out, I don't know what it would be like.

Before the words fell, there was a chuckle from outside the door, and Guo Jia's voice rang out: "The house is probably useless. The Yellow Turbans of Qingzhou invaded Yanzhou. Liu Dai, the governor of Yanzhou, ignored Bao Xin's advice and insisted on fighting. He was beaten by millions of Yellow Turbans." Besieged in Dongping County, my lord, saving people is like putting out a fire."

He played with the folding fan, entered the room while talking, said the word "Lord", and winked at Cao Cao.

Chen Gong frowned all the time: Where did the mountain villager come from, so rude!

Cao Cao went straight to meet him and had a detailed talk with Guo Jia.

100 million Qingzhou yellow scarves, do you feel familiar?

That's right, it was the 100 million Qingzhou yellow scarves who were beaten up by Gongsun Zan first, then ran to Jizhou, and then were beaten up by Yuan Shao, and fled to Yanzhou.As soon as they entered Yanzhou, they killed Zheng Sui, the chancellor of the city, and other Yanzhou officials, and looted everywhere.

Looking at it this way, it is understandable that Liu Dai insisted on fighting immediately: Oh, he couldn't provoke Gongsun Zan, and he couldn't beat Yuan Shao, so he came to Yanzhou to burn, kill, and loot. Could it be that Liu Dai has "very bully" written on his forehead?

However, he underestimated the fighting power of the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou. They lacked clothing, food, and supplies. After spending a few months with Yuan Shao, the 100 million people who would starve to death if they couldn't grab another piece of land were really desperate this time.

Just as Cao Cao gathered his men and horses and was ready to go, another message came from Guo Jia's dark thread: Liu Dai, the governor of Yanzhou, died in battle.The Qingzhou Yellow Turbans besieged Shouzhang. According to this trend, it would not take long to reach the city of Puyang, the seat of Yanzhou.

At present, the army and civilians in Yanzhou are eager for a hero to protect their lives and property, and prevent them from being looted by the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou.

Cao Cao, the prefect of Dongjun, won successive battles, defeating Heishan Bairao, Yu Du and Suigu successively. Fu Luo's department.

Every battle was won beautifully, the morale of Cao's army was in full swing, and Cao Cao had become the savior in the eyes of the leaderless Yanzhou officials.

Cao Cao went out again, Xi Yan and Chen Gong joined the army, and Guo Jia, who was left in Dongwuyang to recuperate, said, "I'm really well..." It's okay to cough occasionally.

Cheng Yu, who insisted that Xi Yan follow the army, Guo Jia stayed behind: "Even Chen Gong came forward to lobby the Yanzhou officials, welcome the lord to be the governor of Yanzhou, and told the details of entering Puyang City. What difference does it make if you go or not? Come here and accompany me." The old man talks by hand."

Guo Jia: "Mr. Zhongde's chess addiction is getting worse."

Cheng Yu: "Heh, I have already thought out your son's name for you in the future, so I will call him Guo Yi, Yi of Duo Yi."

Guo Jia: "...Wen Ruo is about to be buried alive by the clerk, and Mr. is still playing chess with me, is it appropriate?"

Cheng Yu rolled his eyes: "It's because Wen Ruo told me to keep an eye on you, don't go out and make troubles, and the illness will come back again."

That night, after receiving a letter from Xi Yan, Zuo Jian, who made a special trip to Dongwuyang with a dark face, stepped into the Xun Mansion. After hearing about Guo Jiawang, he boiled a large pot of herbal juice and mixed it into a barrel of dark potion , grabbed his collar and threw him into the tub.

"Since you don't want to take medicine properly, then take a medicinal bath. I don't believe you won't be cured."

Guo Jia thumped a bit, stood up with the help of the bathtub wall, untied his belt, and took off his soaked robe: "Don't be upset, just listen to Mr. Zuo." Fear of being dominated by Zuo alchemists all these years, Zhicai, Are you taking revenge?

"Soak until the second quarter of Xu time." Zuo Jian snorted coldly and walked away.

Guo Jia soaked in the medicated bath, and was steamed by the warm water vapor, a layer of pink gradually floated on the delicate and fair skin.He squinted comfortably, humming a song, and suddenly realized a problem: "Sir, Mr. Zuo, I have no change of clothes!"

No one responded, Guo Jia howled a few more times, and was hesitating whether to take a set of dark clothes from the portable space to change first, when footsteps came from behind the screen.