Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a strategist

As the famous and glorious founding emperor of Dayan, Lu Bu only sat on the supreme throne for ten years.

Later generations were puzzled by this, and there were countless speculations. In fact, the most fundamental reason was that Lu Bu was really tired of endless government affairs and countless rules and regulations.

Relying on his excitement and Yan Qing's gentle encouragement, he gritted his teeth for ten years and reached the limit.

Next, even Yan Qing couldn't persuade him to throw this burden on Zhuge Liang who was clearly better at it.

Of course, to be the unrestrained Supreme Emperor also experienced quite a lot of uproar.

However, under the circumstances that Lv Bu is extremely majestic and his will has been determined, it is impossible for the courtiers to defeat him. In the end, they can only comfort themselves. This young master Liang, who will be enthroned, looks wise and wise. Lu Bu, who is very moody and has a very unpredictable temper, is much better.

One moment Zhuge Liang was in Liaodong as the military governor for the expedition to Goguryeo, but the next moment he was recalled by an urgent edict with a vague tone. Qingping.

After Lu Bu fulfilled his long-cherished wish, he immediately happily took Yan Qing, who immediately resigned after his abdication, and traveled around the world carefree.

Of course, under the escort of thousands of soldiers.

Lu Xun's qualifications are still young, and he is too young to succeed Yan Qing's prime minister. However, he was also generously rewarded by Zhuge Liang who succeeded him, and a high-ranking official Wang Jue added him.

Although the official titles are not the highest for the time being, judging from the new emperor's extra-close and honest attitude towards him, he seems to be the most trusted one among the ministers.

In fact, the official position of the prime minister, who is under one person and above ten thousand people, has been completely sealed under Lv Bu's private instructions.

——Except for the great Yan Qing and Yan Chongguang, no one in the huge country of Yan deserves such glory and honor.

However, while Yan Qing was satisfied with wandering the world with Lu Bu who was full of drive in his bones, at the same time, he was also very concerned about Lu Xun, who had just taken over the post.

In particular, the relationship between Lu Xun and Zhuge Liang was up and down, and it really deserved Yan Qing's concern.

If Lu Xun was stubborn and angered the new emperor who held the power over his life and death, then the matter would be serious: even if the other party could not kill him anyway, it would still be easy for him to wear a small shoe.

So every year during the holidays, Yan Qing insisted on returning to Xudu, and lived in Lu Xun's mansion with Lu Bu for ten and a half months.

One is to observe carefully, and the other is not to let Lu Xun feel the loneliness of being left behind.

It's just that Yan Qing soon realized that the latter might still be necessary, but the former was really a needless worry on his part.

Zhuge Liang treated Lu Xun as always, extremely affectionate, and the trust that came from the bottom of his heart could not be faked at all.

And Lu Xun also treated him gently, not rigidly abiding by etiquette, but interacting naturally.

When seeing Yan Qing, Lu Xun, who thought he would never return, was really depressed for a while, was really pleasantly surprised, tears were shining, and it was rare to show joy on his face.

During the half month of Yan Qing's stay, while he was deeply attached to and filial to Yan Qing, he occasionally asked him about the affairs of the court.

Yan Qing gave serious answers one by one, and the father and son were in harmony, while Lu Bu absent-mindedly sent Weifu out of the palace, and Zhuge Liang, who was about to greet him, went back. with.

Fortunately, Lu Bu hadn't made progress in the aspect of jealousy - he thought that he had occupied most of Yan Qing's time in a year, so he couldn't help but become magnanimous, so he didn't want to eat this petty jealousy.

However, Lu Bu didn't hesitate for a long time. In this sweet world of two people, his only son was successfully brought to the year of the crown, and he handed over the resignation without hesitation, flicking his robe sleeves, bouncing and chasing after his confidant Guo Jia, who came, was simply and neatly destroyed, leaving only half of it.

The reason for saying half is because Guo Jia was inseparable from Yanqing for half a year, and spent the other half of the year comfortably in Changban, the hometown of alcohol (originally because Yan Qing, a celebrity from this town, was good at making wine, so people nicknamed it , Later, the winemaking industry developed and thrived, and gradually, this place was able to get this reputation, which is also worthy of the name), and lingered here.

I am afraid that there is only Yan Qing in this world who can be more favored by Guo Jia than fine wine.

It's just that, even if it's out for fun, it's still far from the days when Yan Qing imagined at first, "traveling the rivers and lakes with a halberd and a pot, and using the sky as a cover and a land as a hut".

Lu Bu could not allow Yan Qing to suffer any grievances in terms of basic necessities of life.

Although they mainly enjoy the fun of life, they actually have loyal and loyal personal care for their daily life, and they don't need to do everything by themselves.

In addition, Lu Bu was keenly aware that Yan Qing showed a special love for this place, and he immediately ordered to build a small palace here.

Although under Yan Qing's insistence of 'not disturbing the people', the palace was simply built, not like the splendor Lu Bu wanted, but the sparrow is small but has all internal organs, and luckily dug out a hot spring that is good for the body.

This special feature made Yan Qing, who loves bathing, even more reluctant to leave.

Time flies, they have settled in this palace for more than eight years.

Every February, Guo Jia would come to visit Yan Qing on time without any hesitation, and confidently wanted to stay here for six, seven or eight months. Lu Bu was so angry that his teeth ached.

While he was struggling to compete with Guo Jia for the right to sleep with Yan Qing at night, he also tried to find ways to keep out of sight during the day.

He was not just idle, but with a frightening aura of a young sword, he led the murderous elite guards, who were even more ruthless than bandits, and went around to hunt down bandits.

One of Guo Jia's favorite entertainments is soaking in the steaming hot springs, leaning against the smooth and round stones, and with his backhand, he can easily reach Yanqing's local materials and hand-brewed peach wine, chatting happily, You can also appreciate the beauty that is not eroded by the passing of time.

After so many years, Yan Qing's face is still unparalleled, with a gentle and calm temperament, flesh and blood like flawless jade, and a faint woody fragrance.

Only one head of black hair has become pure white.

But rather than saying that this snowy hair is a symbol of aging, it is better to say that it adds to Yan Qingping a bit of a soul-stirring beauty that does not belong to this world, making people reluctant to look away.

After Yan Qing resigned from office and faded into the mountains hand in hand with Lu Bu, there were not many outsiders who were lucky enough to see him, but there were always some.

As soon as he was said to be a fairy, it gradually became a firm fact.

Even his friends believed in it.

Different from the envy, awe, and admiration of others, what Guo Jia thinks is immortality, which is not a good thing at all for Yan Qing, who has a lot of worries.

But as an ordinary person destined to suffer from birth, old age, sickness and death, all he can do is drink a few more years of wine with his delicate confidant before he dies.

When Guo Jia finally left, Lu Bu came back in a hurry and continued to cling to Yan Qing every day.

In the comfortable and secluded years, Yan Qing could call the fierce tiger in front of him who was always tame like a big cat according to his own preference, regardless of anyone's gaze.

He once thought that he would have no regrets in this life if he could silently guard Lu Bu's side and help him achieve fame, fame through the ages, and immortal fame.

But after ten years of dormancy, Lv Bu abdicated on his own. It was only after traveling around the world with him that Yan Qing saw the outline of happiness very clearly.

It is no longer a moment of desperation to forget the honorific title.

There is no longer any need to hide that I am looking at those memorials, which are as numerous as snowflakes, persuading Lu Bu to recruit beauties and raise heirs.

At this moment, less attention is paid to them, so it doesn't matter whether he calls his lover Fengxian, or "you" casually, or even a rebellious "bastard".

On a whim, you can hold hands with Lu Bu, walk the rugged mountain road to the top, watch the sunrise from the quiet gray to the brilliance, watch the morning mist in the mountain stream, and winter and spring come, just start There are brilliant peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains.

As time passed and the stars moved, Lu Bu also got old little by little.

In the beginning, it was Chitu, who had fought with him for many years and shared his heart, and died in the stable with Yanqing's Xue Yucong.

Lu Bu hugged Yan Qing tightly, breathing quickly, but did not shed a single tear.

On the second day, he was horrified to find that he could not swing Fang Tian's painted halberd as he wished, and danced this sharp blade that drank countless blood of the enemy into full force.

Seeing that he was depressed, Yan Qing quietly accompanied him.

As a result, it only took Lu Bu a long time to slow down. After hanging Fang Tian's painted halberd on the rack, he turned around and stared at him.

Yan Qing hadn't opened his mouth to ask, when he saw him let go of all his strength, and asked in a worried and discouraged tone: "Chongguang will despise me?"

Lu Bu's fault of being so overjoyed has never changed, it's just that the deeper the city is, the more he hides.

Although he knows all about the glorious deeds he has built, what impresses him the most is that whenever he single-handedly grabs a horse, rushes to the front of the enemy line with majesty, and fights with awe-inspiring momentum, his eyes are always fixed on him Yes, Yan Qing's beautiful eyes are so bright that they seem to be shining, full of admiration.

Yan Qing was taken aback when he heard that, as an old couple who had no secrets between them, he really didn't expect that what Lu Bu was afraid of was not aging itself, but whether his love for him would fade.

His stomach full of comforting words turned into Lang Lang's laughter.

Lu Bu was embarrassed by Yan Qing's smile, his thick skin turned red, and he said angrily, "Did you despise me? Did you laugh at me? It's too late! You can't run away!"

Yan Qing was still smiling.

Lu Bu was even more confused, and he yelled anxiously: "You really think I'm so useless? If there are still red rabbits, I can not only ride, but also hit a few more Yangzhou cities!"

Yan Qing laughed even harder, out of breath, and struggled to say: "Yes, yes, yes, my Fengxian is an old man with a long-term ambition!"

Lu Bu let out a groan, and seeing Yan Qing laughing endlessly, he simply hugged him horizontally and ran towards the top of the mountain.

Yan Qing was startled: "What are you doing! Let me down!"

Lu Bu whimpered and whimpered for a long time, then rushed to the top of the mountain in a daze, then put him down complacently: "How is it?"

Yan Qing said with lingering fear: "No matter how strong your physical strength is, you shouldn't act like this. What if you fall and your waist flashes?"

"You are as light as a feather, and in a few years, I can still hug you!"

Lu Bu yelled, sat on the side, and looked at the scenery as if angry.

Yan Qing smiled, pretending not to notice that Lu Bu was secretly glancing here from the corner of his eyes, and only jumped forward, Lu Bu suddenly stood up, and hugged him tightly as a matter of habit.

Yan Qing: "You're not really angry, are you?"

Lu Bu didn't answer, but instead asked, "Do you really think I'm old?"

Yan Qing: "Do you think it's possible?"

Lu Bu snorted, but didn't let him go.

Yan Qing said: "I'll tell you the truth, you sit down first."

Lu Bu said indifferently, "Oh."

Although he sat down obediently, he deliberately made his tone stiff, as if he didn't expect what Yan Qing would say next.

Yan Qing gently kissed his eyelids that were slightly trembling due to irritability, and then said seriously: "Even if the wrinkles on your face are bigger than the big tree planted by the gate of the palace, There are too many, I am so old that I can only carry you, my Lord Fengxian, listen carefully..."

With a smile on his face, Yan Qing placed a devout kiss on Lu Bu's lips while he was staring intently with bated breath, and promised: "You will always be my unrivaled hero, unique."

It's just that this unrivaled hero didn't hold back his arrogance. After hearing this, he almost grinned the corners of his mouth behind his ears.

Before you know it, it has been 30 years of Qingping.

The day had just dawned, and Lu Bu, who had had no dreams all night, suddenly opened his eyes.

There is an ancient saying that people always have a mysterious premonition when their time is approaching.

On this emerald peak which is about [-] miles away and surrounded by heavy guards, Lu Bu thoughtfully looked at the wood spirit water show outside the window, and he was unprecedentedly certain about this point.

——That day is very, very near.

Yan Qing fell into a drowsy sleep, closed his eyes and casually touched his side, and after groping for nothing, he woke up completely.

Wrapped in a quilt, he sat up lazily, covered his lips with the back of his hand, and yawned a little: "Why did you wake up so early?"

Lu Bu opened his mouth, but the words that came out of his mouth became: "I'm going to the latrine, you can sleep for a while."

Yan Qing was puzzled and said: "It's very cold outside, why bother to go out to solve it?"

With a random hook with his white jade-like toe, he got out the shiny new chamber pot under the couch.

Lu Bu had no choice but to agree, and without avoiding Yan Qing's gaze, he took off his clothes and belts in a big way, and solved the non-urgent problem.

Yan Qing suddenly said: "You are dishonest."

Lu Bu became nervous: "Huh?"

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes and looked at him: "If you're really in a hurry, it's not this loud."

Lu Bu: "..."

"What is it that is hiding from me?" Yan Qing slapped the desk, and said mightily and domineeringly: "Be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist!"

Lu Bu hesitated for a long time, but still expressed his premonition.

Yan Qing's heart skipped a beat, but she just nodded calmly, and said calmly: "Oh, in my opinion, there is nothing else to arrange for lunch, just serve the peach blossom cake and stuffed fruit I made."

Lu Bu, who had always avoided sweet and sweet pastries, immediately felt his hair down: "Why is this?!"

Yan Qing chuckled: "Feng Xian was joking. You said such unlucky things early in the morning, shouldn't you be punished?"

Lv Bu complained again and again, and all the protests were dismissed.

It's just that when he was worried about the pastries that are absolutely worthy of the reputation of sweet but not greasy, fragrant and delicious in the eyes of ordinary people, and he couldn't eat it, Yan Qing, who had a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart, after admiring his frowning face enough, still put the real Lunch was brought out.

Yan Qing tried his best to behave as usual, but Lu Bu's words still lingered in his heart.

It is the spirit that is good but not bad, and the subsequent development is still in line with Murphy's law.

Yan Qing tossed and tossed for a long time before falling asleep, but not long after she slept, she woke up in pain because her left hand was gripped with great force by the person next to her pillow.

"Fengxian?"

After getting no response, Yan Qing's bad premonition became more and more intense, he almost crawled out of the bed with hands and feet, and almost rolled out of the bed, his hands trembled so much that he could hardly hold the fold, and only after several times did he light the lamp .

He saw Lu Bu's face, which looked as pale as paper under the bright candlelight, but was extremely peaceful and calm.

Moreover, it is full of the unique breath of a dying person.

"I'm sorry." Lu Bu smiled and said, "Chongguang, I woke you up."

Yan Qing stared at him intently, wanted to return a comforting smile, wanted to call the doctor hoarsely, wanted to take out a peach...

There are too many things he wants to do, but his rationality tells him that none of them are useless.

Because Tao Pai is quiet and gloomy.

The wonderful peach card that can make the bone grow muscle and bring the dead back to life, in the world of life and death, there are also moments of powerlessness.

Yan Qing couldn't help shaking her eyelids, and crystal clear tears rolled down her face.

Lu Bu could see it clearly, and suddenly became anxious, he let go of his hand stiffly, lifted it up with difficulty, and tried clumsily to wipe away the tears on his cheeks, but he couldn't stop it.

"Don't...don't..." Lu Bu said slowly, "I could have left quietly, but I couldn't hold back and wanted to see you for the last time."

don't go.

don't go! ! ! !

No matter how many psychological preparations I have made for this day, at this moment, Yan Qing's tears still burst completely, crying like a collapse.

Lu Bu was still smiling slightly, looking at him cherishingly and greedily.

his baby.

his lover.

Just look at this life, how can it be possible!

It's just that when he was dying, his vision became more and more blurred.

Lu Bu murmured something, Yan Qing only vaguely grasped the word "legacy", and immediately raised his head, shedding tears while glaring at him fiercely.

"I, Lu Feng, live this life first. I have no regrets, and I only ask for one thing." Lu Bu's voice was very soft, although he begged, but he was firm: "Don't be stupid, don't follow, okay?"

Yan Qing cried and gritted his teeth: "You are dreaming!"

Lu Bu wanted to scold Yan Qing fiercely, wanted to slap his hand away, and let him know that he didn't want him to follow him underground, that kind of broken place where there was no light.

Although he has never done so in his life.

Even though Yan Qing is a fairy, her beauty is not old, and it is difficult for her to live the same life as the sky.

In that case, he would just stay underground and wait for hundreds or thousands of years, so what's the problem?

But his strength had gradually faded away, and Lu Bu couldn't even open his eyelids. He could only feel the cold water falling on his face drop by drop, which made his heart feel like a knife.

Even if there are thousands of words, I can't persuade them.

At the last moment when his consciousness was completely lost, what Lu Bu did was to follow his heart, tightly grasping his lover's hand that was wet with tears, and said angrily——

"Chongguang, my heart pleases you, only you."

It's just that Yan Qing responded repeatedly with sobs, and Lu Bu, who died with a smile, couldn't hear it.

After knowing that his breath was gone, Yan Qing simply indulged himself until his eyes became dry from crying, and besides the stinging pain, he could not shed even half a tear, and then he slowly stopped.

He sat on the bedside, staring blankly at Lu Bu's peaceful face, and helped himself and the other party tidy up their not-too-messy robes, then went to the desk and took out the prepared medicine powder from the drawer.

He didn't dare to delay for too long, for fear that he might not be able to catch up with him.Quickly pour the powder into the cup and drink it down firmly.

Before the poisonous effect took effect, Yan Qing lay back on the couch, tightly holding Lu Bu's hand that had not yet become cold, and finally calmed down, lightly curling the corners of her lips, ignoring the burning burning pain spreading from her chest, He also ignored the peach cards that were glowing and hot, reminding him that his life was about to die.

He just closed his eyes calmly, compared to the pain his body was enduring, the past scene that appeared in front of his eyes was more depriving of his mind.

He will go hand in hand with Lu Bu wherever he goes to the poor and falls to the underworld.

——In the autumn of the 31st year of Qingping, Lu Bu, Emperor Wu of Yan, and Yan Qing, king of Qi, died together.

——Within three days, Rui Hou Guo Jia was overwhelmed with grief, vomited blood and died.