Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a strategist

Let's say one day, when Lu Bu was very busy with the task that Yan Qing had entrusted before he left, he heard Zhang Liao's report from afar.

Looking up in a bad mood, I saw this kid jumping over frivolously, with a smile on his face that was incompatible with the busy and dignified atmosphere around him, suddenly an unknown fire burst out, and he kicked him over without saying a word. Cursed: "Day by day, one or two know what silly music is doing?!"

Zhang Liao came in happily, and was kicked hard without any precaution. Fortunately, he practiced with the lord a lot in the barracks on weekdays, and was hit with a set of reflexes. With more than half of his strength, he got up neatly and said, "I tell my lord, someone has uncovered the list of the city gate!"

Lu Bu frowned, and urged sinisterly: "Then you are still indulging in pleasures, why did you smear ink on purpose?"

Zhang Liao was stunned: "Isn't it that you gave me—"

Lu Bu made a gesture to kick him again, and shouted viciously: "Stop talking nonsense, and bring someone here quickly! If you miss Chongguang's important event, don't even want your head!"

Zhang Liao was stunned for a moment, and before he could dodge in time, he was kicked on his hard left leg, which caused numbness and pain, but fortunately, the force Lu Bu exerted on the second kick was not too strong, and it was not serious.

He also didn't care about his legs, and asked with a frown, "What's wrong, sir?"

Zhang Liao realized later that Yan Qing was nowhere to be seen, he looked around in a daze, and wondered, "Why don't you see Mr.?"

Lu Bu was almost annoyed by which pot he was not opening and which pot he was carrying. Gan Qing was ignorant of the situation and was too lazy to vent his temper on him: "Bring people here, get out!"

Zhang Liao touched his head and said, "As ordered..."

In the whole city of Shouchun, Zhang Liao is probably the only one left who doesn't know what happened. Without Yan Qing, who is watching over the lord, he is extremely irritable. It's like eating a big firecracker every day. Click on it, and it will explode with a slight touch.

No wonder the other colleagues avoided the small task of reporting the messenger.

As the commander-in-chief of the first army who returned to the city at the latest, Zhang Liao led his troops into the city in a hurry, but was stopped by the upright Gao Shun, who vaguely asked him to go and find the lord, and just tell someone to pick him up.

Because Gao Shunyu's impression was too upright and awe-inspiring, Zhang Liao didn't become suspicious at all. After being tricked thoroughly, he finally had the regret that came too late.

He stepped out of the door with one foot deep and one foot shallow. At that age, he looked about the same as Mr. Wen He, with a thin figure, bright eyes, and a blue bag in his arms. Behind him was Qing Yi, an apprentice carrying a large wooden box. The doctor saluted solemnly with his fists clasped, and said politely: "Mr. Lao has been waiting for a long time, can you allow Liao to introduce you?"

According to Zhang Liao's status, there is actually no need to salute to an old man who is pure white and earns a living from martial arts (low business), but he is deeply influenced by Yan Qing, and he is used to treating people with outstanding temperament and tolerance. Good old people are extra respected.

What's more, it was because of the plague in the army that they published the notice everywhere to ask for famous doctors.Although the rewards are high, there are still very few people who are fearless of disease, confident in their medical skills, and dare to reveal the list, so he would rather condescend a little and be considerate in terms of etiquette, so as not to offend the other party accidentally.

"Your Majesty Lu Yuzhou relieves the people's difficulties and takes care of everything. Tuo has only waited for a while, so why complain?" Furan, a medical doctor who has passed forty years, smiled calmly: "Please."

Yan Qing didn't know that Lu Bu had become an active volcano that no one dared to provoke in Shouchun City, nor did he know that another one of the "Three Genius Doctors of Jian'an" had quietly surfaced, standing helplessly in front of a huge pot, watching each one of them. Round and plump, the snow-white and plump dumplings struggled to float and sink inside, and the saliva in my heart poured down.

Countless people came and went around, all of them were bluffed by Yan Qing's engrossing and unfathomable concentration, and they all quickened their pace, not daring to take a second look here.

Su Wei's personal attendants were apprehensive, murmured to themselves, and stared nervously at the pot of "Quyingjiaoer Soup" that had been passed on as a miracle - the always wise and wise military officer Jijiu was guarding here for no reason , I haven't seen it moving for a long time, but what's wrong with it?

Let’s say that as soon as Zhang Zhongjing received Yan Qing’s personal letter, he immediately left behind his obsessive research and set off with the envoy. When he arrived at the epidemic area, the epidemic was effectively controlled in a very limited area due to the joint efforts of Yan Qing and Zhao Yun. For the time being, only the patients with the earliest infection and the most serious condition died, and no catastrophic consequences were caused.

Yan Qing only has some common medical knowledge in his belly, which is not surprising to modern people, but after all, standing on the shoulders of giants, he can give a lot of inspiration to Zhang Zhongjing who is in a bottleneck at critical moments, making the medical sage feel like a treasure. , The process of formulating prescriptions is also advancing rapidly.

When the first cured case appeared, Zhang Zhongjing made the first batch of dumplings ahead of time. Smelling the aroma and steam, Yan Qing, who was so pure and ascetic, couldn't help but feel greedy.

It's a pity that this thin dough is not wrapped with delicious pork and cabbage, nor is it chicken and shrimp called Yan Qinghunsimengying, but some mutton foam that has not gone away, plus a lot of medicinal materials to cure the plague .

But it is difficult for ordinary soldiers who escaped from the plague this time and even had enough to eat all year round before joining the army, let alone ordinary soldiers who can taste the taste of meat, it is a rare, delicious food that makes people move their index fingers .

The reason why Yan Qing didn't order the cooks in the mansion to toss the delicacies in his impression was because he was so busy and dizzy, how could he have some leisurely time to change tricks to satisfy his appetite, and secondly, he wanted to lead by example and abandon arrogance and luxury the wind.

Most of the people in various places are starving, even if the two states under Lu Bu's rule can still be said to have no worries about food and clothing, it is not the time to try to eat fine food and eat extravagantly.

The raging fire under the set up pot was reflected in Yan Qing's eyes and flickered.

But dumplings, which are quite simple to make, should be a little extravagant and put them on the daily menu...

As soon as he made up his mind, he heard a noise coming from outside the shed, he couldn't help but stood up with a frown, and shouted sternly: "Who dares to make noise in the barracks?!"

Recently, it was windy and there was occasional spring rain, and it took a long time to cook this big pot of jiaoer soup, so Yan Qing asked someone to temporarily build a straw shed and guarded it for a while.

He drank, but the commotion outside did not subside, and the bad premonition in his heart gradually became heavier.

At this time, there should be a well-organized army in the camp. Even when the plague suddenly broke out, Zilong was in charge. How could there be such a commotion?

As soon as Yan Qing walked quickly to the entrance of the shed, the straw curtain used as a temporary door was roughly lifted by a strong and powerful arm, but the shed was no taller and burly than the visitor, and he wanted to squeeze through the door with his broad shoulders It is not easy to come, and the height is even more helpless.

The poker in Yan Qing's hand fell to the ground unknowingly, and suddenly called out: "...My lord?"

He almost doubted his own eyes—how could he see Lu Bu who should be waiting for news in Shouchun City at this moment?

Having to bow down, Lu Bu who came in cursed in a low voice in displeasure. When he raised his eyes, he saw the person he was looking for. A pair of bright and clear beautiful eyes would not make him mistaken, and the resentment in his stomach disappeared immediately.

"Yo. It's really here."

He didn't talk nonsense, he held his back with one hand and his waist with the other in a half-bent posture, and pulled out the other long leg that he didn't step in for support, and took Yan Qing out of the hut that smelled of medicine go out.

Yan Qing listened numbly to the bearded and scruffy Lu Bu happily humming a tune, and was almost driven mad by this reckless act of dying.

After Lu Bu got rid of this extremely awkward horizontal hugging posture, without a word, he took off his mask, turban and gloves with a livid face, put them on Lu Bu roughly, and said with a fake smile: "What is going on again? Staying in Shouchun City will cause the world to collapse, or is it that even the epidemic area has become a treasured place for recreation, so that the lord has to commit a crime with a thousand gold? Or is the lord receiving the salary of a second-rank general, but worrying about the country? Worrying about the people, you have a heart that even the emperor doesn't care about, and if you don't go to this place where you have escaped death to comfort the suffering soldiers and civilians, your heart is cut like a knife, you can't sleep at night, thinking of yourself as a son of man?"

Lu Bu let him sarcasm bitterly without saying a word, while obeying the quilt and finishing the attire, he suddenly untied the cloak on his back, waved it forward, and reciprocated Yan Qing It was wrapped up airtight.

Yan Qing: "..."

Seeing that Yan Qing's eyes were wide open, about to burst into flames, Lu Bu, who had just had some fun, was also a little unbearable, and quickly changed the topic without changing his expression: "Sir, don't be upset, let's see who Bu brought. Come?"

Yan Qing has no time to care about whether it is embarrassing to be carried out in such a posture in front of the public, as long as he thinks that Lu Bu just carelessly broke into this dangerous area where the air may be full of a large number of viruses, how dangerous and terrifying it is, his heart beats The fire couldn't stop coming out, so there was no interest in cooperating with him to ease the atmosphere and make jokes.

Hearing that his eyes were gouged out at him like a knife, he smiled slightly, but continued to bombard him unceremoniously: "Oh? Who is so sacred, I am afraid that only the Heavenly King Lao Tzu can drive."

Lu Bu was speechless.

He was honest and peaceful for more than half a month, and he really couldn't hold it anymore. Suddenly, Hua Tuo, the genius doctor who Yan Qing had repeatedly mentioned, regretted not being able to get help, came to his door, so he took it as an excuse to run away in person. trip.

"Sir is joking."

Unexpectedly, Yan Qing's anger this time was far more overwhelming than the last time when he stripped his pants obsessively. Lu Bu couldn't deal with it for a while, so he just smiled dryly and ordered Hua Tuo to be brought here.