Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a strategist

Lu Bu's current status is just as high as his means, and there is no need to personally deal with Zhang Xiu, who is not as valued by his father as his brother, and who is not as good at showing his most outstanding side to win the Sacred Heart, because This time, Yang Taiwei, who was escorting the envoy, let him escape from the guard of honor temporarily, and at least he received a military post of the sixth rank.

In this regard, it is mostly because of the face of his father Ma Teng, who is also an important warlord in the small court of Chang'an, that he was given an exceptional promotion.

After listening to Yan Qing's persuasion, Lu Bu stood on the side as firmly as Mount Tai, watching the arrogant Ma Chao and Zhao Yun he sent vigorously occupy dozens of rounds, gradually showing defeat.

Ma Chao is young and vigorous, fighting with the posture of blood for blood, and his next move is a desperate move, and he never thought of leaving a way out; Zhao Yun hides his front and restrains himself, first slowly defuses the fierce offensive, and fights steadily Zha, the rhythm is not chaotic.

Waiting patiently until Ma Chao, who had frequently attacked but failed, was exhausted, and then made a quick move to capture him in one fell swoop.

In the midst of the lightning, Zhao Yun held the long gun that was tightly wrapped with soft cloth strips at the sharp point, and the point of the gun was accurately touched before he was swept to the ground by his leg, and then stepped on his chest firmly with his foot. Ma Chao, who was not coming, did not tremble at all on his jaw.

If the cloth wrapping it was removed, if Zhao Yun really wanted to take Ma Chao's life, it would be more than enough to exert a little force on the handle that is still motionless now.

Zhao Yun didn't get this instruction from Lu Bu, so when the victory was already decided, he withdrew his hands in time, his eyelids drooped slightly, his eyes were calm, and he said in a warm and cold voice: "Accept."

Both are dressed in white robes and silver armor, handsome, young, and their usual weapons are silver spears. They are very good at fighting alone, but Zhao Yun and Ma Chao, who are responsible for controlling these coincidences, are like water and fire, with completely different temperaments.

Zhao Yun is generally recognized as calm and prudent, and his set of marksmanship is as exquisite and exquisite as his own. He can advance and retreat freely, with a majestic momentum.

If Zhao Yun's heart is full of thinking about how to kill Lu Bu, so that he can stand on his own with the old department left by his uncle, and his fellow brother Zhang Xiu, who is seeking fame and wealth every day and neglecting martial arts, is lucky enough to see this scene, Ashamed of myself.

Having practiced during the conquests on the battlefield, the current Zhao Yun is already a sharp weapon that has been unsheathed proudly.

Ma Chao was out of breath. After being defeated in such an upright manner, the anger lingering in his chest subconsciously dissipated a lot.

His eyes sparkled, he stared at Zhao Yun's calm face earnestly, and pleaded for advice: "I have lost, what is the name of this general?"

After defeating him, Zhao Yun, who thought to himself that his experience in fighting the enemy would be many times richer, felt that he was a bit invincible, so he didn't show any joy on his face, but nodded calmly, and did not answer that he was still the enemy for the time being. If someone is not a friend, he turned around first, and replied to Lu Bu in a polite manner: "Yun has won, but luckily he has not fallen into the prestige of the lord."

"Well done." Lu Bu sat on the high platform, gently stroking his palms, his eyes were unpredictable, but he didn't look at Zhao Yun, who was strong in force, but humble and polite, and Ma Chao, who was very interested, continued to ask Zhao Yun: "What does Zilong think?"

Zhao Yun gave a very high evaluation without thinking: "Excellent."

This excellence naturally refers to Ma Chao's qualifications.

It doesn't mean that Ma Chao went all out in the fight with Zhao Yun, but still lost by a big gap, it means that he is far inferior to Zhao Yun in terms of talent.

One party is in the prime of youth and strength, and the other party has just faded out of youthfulness and puts on the hair crown of an adult man, so he has to give his name.

Skills can be improved through countless times of practice, but the gap in experience cannot be easily made up.

A fledgling calf who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, happens to meet a fierce tiger at its peak. Compared with the two, Ma Chao's martial arts, which can be regarded as one in a thousand in the Xiliang army led by his father, is naturally the best. It became completely unsightly, and he was beaten to the ground.

For Yan Chongguang, who has a beauty in the eyes of a beholder and who already has Lu Bu in his arms, Jin Machao would be able to win if he was not called "the second of Lu Bu" and "never lose to Lu Bu". look at it with a fair eye.

But this kind of label on his body left a deep impression on Yan Qing, which inevitably made him lose his interest in watching the battle.

When it was dark, when Yan Qing came back from Guo Jia, he saw his lord lying face up on the couch, with two strong long legs comfortably crossed, holding a thin book in his hand, I am reading intently.

To let outsiders see that Lu Bu, who is the master of power, treats Jinggui's sage books with such an unscrupulous posture behind others, I am afraid that no book lover can bear it.

Yan Qing is not in this list.But when he saw that Lu Bu was abnormally so obsessed with reading, he was so diligent and studious, even when he saw him coming in, he only raised his eyes and mumbled "It will be ready soon", he couldn't help being suspicious.

He took off his coat, walked over slowly, grasped the side of the book with two fingers, pulled it up lightly, and unceremoniously tore it out of Lu Bu's hand.

Looking at the cover again, I saw the four big characters "Secret Art in the Courtyard" shining brightly, and I couldn't help thinking that it was true, but I was speechless.

Lu Bu was robbed of the book, so he didn't care about it. He stretched out his hand to grab it, and a pair of strong ape arms easily hugged his beloved sacrificial wine into his arms, sticking it to his ear to steal a scent.

Anyway, there was no one outside, so Yan Qing completely relaxed her body, sat on his lap docilely, with her back docilely separated by two layers, against the hot chest that was full of energy and blood, and asked: "What about Ma Mengqi?" , how did you deal with it in the end?"

Lu Bu picked up a strand of black hair with a faint fragrance, put it on his lips and kissed it lightly, and then said: "Since Xingba is at fault, he doesn't want to argue with him after the beating, and he is here to escort Yang Taiwei. The military officers who came here are sensitive to identity and timing, so they can only make big things into small things, and small things into nothing. It's just that they are always suppressed by the imperial power, and they get in the way when they do things, and they feel aggrieved."

Yan Qing patted his hand tenderly, and asked, "What about Ma Mengqi himself? What does my lord think?"

Lu Bu was about to answer reflexively, but stopped immediately the next moment.

There was no expression on his face, but the alarm bells in his heart began to roar loudly.

After this reminder, he suddenly remembered that Zhongguang not only stared at Ma Chao several times, but also anxiously advised him not to kill him...

"Bu Wei tried it with his own hands, and only heard from Zilong that he is a good seedling." Lu Bu said lightly, summarizing Ma Chao's advantages, while racking his brains for words: "It's just that his temper is too strong, and he is Ma Teng's parent. , I'm afraid it's not easy to win over."

Yan Qing didn't know how cautious he was, and said with a smile: "It's not difficult."

Lu Bu raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

Yan Qing smiled slightly, and stated the result of his discussion with Guo Jia and others: "Just invite Your Majesty to Xu County, and everything will be solved."

At that time, let's not say that he is Ma Teng's own son, even if it is Ma Teng himself, unless he is willing to give up the high-ranking officials and generous salary he got in exchange for bowing his head and bowing his knees to a child, and go back to the desolate Xiliang in desperation, he will have to Get a taste of being controlled by Lu Bu.

Once the little emperor is held in his hands, the edict will be completely surnamed Lu, who is loyal and who is treacherous, who is obedient and who is rebellious, it is all up to Lu Bu who has turned himself into the master.

Just like Cao Cao at the beginning, no, Lu Bu at this moment can fully deserve the evaluation of "full-winged", but he has much stronger power than Cao Cao who has taken this step in history. It also looks a little more sure.

Whether it is Liu Zhang, Liu Biao, who is ready to move, or Gongsun Zan, Cao Cao, if he dares to come to the side of the "Qing Emperor", he can beat them all into disobedience.

As for Yuan Shao, when this battle is over, even if Lu Bu is unable to kill them all for the time being, he is doomed to be seriously injured, at best he will be lingering on his last breath, which is nothing to worry about.

I don't know how long the prosperous Jizhou can hold the banner of Yuan Zi in the hands of the three fighting brothers.

Lu Bu's eyes flashed, he quickly thought about it for a while, and then asked after a while, "How many troops do you need?"

Yan Qing couldn't help laughing: "My lord, I heard the word 'welcome' as 'grab'. Could it be that to welcome your majesty, you have to bring tens of thousands of soldiers and horses first, and take Chang'an vigorously?"

Lu Bu said awkwardly, "Otherwise?"

Yan Qing originally wanted to tell the whole story, but when she turned around, seeing Lu Bu's eager eyes, she couldn't help but feel a slight movement in her heart, wanting to tease him: "My lord, why don't you guess first?"

The nephrite jade is warm and fragrant in his arms, Lu Bu is distracted for a while, how can he concentrate on guessing?It wasn't until Yan Qing received a few ointments that he restrained himself a lot. Combined with the timing of his actions and Yan Qing's confident posture, he pondered for a long time, and finally a conjecture clearly surfaced.

Yan Qing keenly caught the change in his eyes, and said with a smile: "My lord seems to have the answer."

"Guessing is not very interesting." Lu Bu suddenly said, "If Bu is lucky enough to guess correctly, what kind of prize will he have?"

Hearing these purposeful words, Yan Qing glanced down subconsciously. Lu Bu's crotch, which was rarely tightly wrapped, was really bulging, ready to go.

He was about to refuse instinctively, but he thought that it had been a long time since he had a good intimacy, and now it was a good time to control the little emperor's frequent troubles and troubles in his hands. Interested, he coughed lightly and said in a low voice, "If you win, you can choose three sides of the book just now and study them together."

Lu Bu was stunned. A delicious pie that he didn't even dare to think about suddenly fell from the sky. He couldn't help swallowing, his eyes gleamed like hungry wolves, and he turned over the reward without blinking. Doubled: "Three pages."

Yan Qing frowned slightly. Although he felt that the weight was too much, after hesitating for a moment, he felt that the probability of Lu Bu's guess was only one in ten, so he agreed: "Okay, but I can only guess once."

This can fully mobilize Lu Bu's enthusiasm for thinking.He immediately overturned the hasty answer before, resting his chin and contemplating for nearly a cup of tea. During this period, he was so engrossed that he didn't even care about touching Yan Qing.

Yan Qing didn't urge him, and poured himself a cup of hot tea gracefully, while appreciating his unpredictable expression with great interest.

When Lu Bu finally got the answer, he was so excited that he slapped his knees violently. Restraining his strong excitement, he leaned into Yan Qing's ear and said, "Locust plague?"

Yan Qing couldn't help but widen his eyes.

——It was really guessed by Lu Bu.