When the Big Brother Dresses as a Cannon Fodder [Quick Transmigration]

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, and let go of Fan Jianwei's wrist.

He knew that Zhao Fan did not surrender sincerely.

Zhao Fan surrendered, but because he came too fast, Jiangdong's Sun Quan had not had time to deploy, Zhao Fan could not do anything alone, so he could only pretend to surrender, and then plan other things later.

He knew these things a long time ago, the only thing he didn't expect was that these things came from Fan Jianwei.

The moon cast a silver light on the window, and someone passed by outside the window, leaving behind a faint figure.

Zhao Yun glanced out the window.

As if to be wary of the people watching outside the window, Fan Jianwei spoke in a very soft voice that only he could hear, and the candles in the room were dimly lit, so people outside couldn't see what was going on inside, they could only vaguely see the heavy gauze. The veil conceals the figures of the two.

The man is half lying on the couch, and the woman is sitting on the edge. The two are separated as far as possible, and the bright and dim candlelight outlines a lingering and intimate silhouette.

Zhao Yun withdrew his gaze, looked at Fan Jianwei in front of him, sighed softly, and said, "Why did Madam help me?"

Speaking of this, Zhao Yun's voice paused slightly, he thought about his words, and said: "Madam is the prefect's widowed wife, so she should help the prefect."

Born in troubled times, human life is as cheap as worthless, and beautiful women without family protection are like duckweed, they can only drift with the tide.

In this era, not every woman can be like Ding Xuan, accepting Zhang Xiu, surrendering to Lu Bu, defeating Yuan Shao, and making great achievements in troubled times.

Women in this era are more like husbands and children, guarding their own courtyard to live.If the husband dies, the woman will either remarry, or return to her natal family, or stay in her husband's family and obey the arrangement of her husband's family.

Fan Jianwei is the latter.

On the bright side, Zhao Fan treated Fan Jianwei very well, and his food and clothing were no different from the wife of Yuan Shao whom Zhao Yun met in Yecheng before.

But secretly, Zhao Fan almost strangled Fan Jianwei to death.

This contrast made Zhao Yun a little puzzled.

Although Fan Jianwei has the reputation of being a troublemaker, judging from her behavior, she is not indifferent to Zhao Zeng at all. Even when the bandits are rampant, she often goes out of the city to add fragrance to the dead Zhao Zeng.

It is normal for women to remarry in this era. Not only did Fan Jianwei not remarry, but he was more attached to his deceased husband. Zhao Fan had no reason to be dissatisfied with Fan Jianwei, let alone hurt her.

The candles were dim and flickering.

Under the candlelight, the woman's shoulders were thin, and she was wearing plain white clothes, which looked like a helpless white flower in the wind and frost, which made people's hearts tremble a few times along with her figure.

Zhao Yun's eyes flickered, and another thought suddenly popped up in his mind-beauty is deceiving.

There is no doubt that Fan Jianwei is an extremely beautiful woman. Any man who sees her will feel soft-hearted for no reason. Zhao Fan and her live under the same roof for a long time. I thought about it.

But Fan Jianwei was concerned about his dead husband, and turned a deaf ear to Zhao Fan's overtures. Zhao Fan became furious and almost strangled Fan Jianwei to death in a fit of rage.

However, Fan Jianwei's face was really good-looking. In the end, Zhao Fan couldn't deal with it ruthlessly, and seeing his army overwhelmed the situation, he simply threw Fan Jianwei, who couldn't ask for it, to him.

Fan Jianwei remembers hating Zhao Fan for pinching her, so he tells him all about Zhao Fan's plan.

Thinking of this, Zhao Yun couldn't help laughing, and rubbed his brows.

There are so many women in the world, why does Zhao Fan work hard on his sister-in-law?

Fan Jianwei's voice was soft and soft, breaking all of Zhao Yun's inferences: "I can't bear the general's sister-in-law."

Fan Jianwei calmly said: "To Zhao Fan, a concubine is nothing more than a rare commodity to live in. The general has the world in his heart and saves the people, so he must not be harmed by Zhao Fan. And Mrs. Ding, who is assisted by the general, is a hero among women, rare in the world , my concubine yearns for it, but lives in Guiyang, unable to see and visit her."

"However, even if I can't make friends with Madam Ding, my concubine can't help Zhao Fan to harm Madam."

Hearing this, Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with surprise.

In his cognition, Fan Jianwei is as famous a beauty as Diao Chan, but the difference is that Diao Chan feeds a tiger with her body and eliminates the villain Dong Zhuo for the world.But even though she made great achievements for the Han Dynasty, she was also notorious for provoking Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo.

Even so, she has never regretted it. Her pattern is so big that everyone owns it.

Fan Jianwei, on the other hand, was more like a beautiful ordinary woman.

After Fan Jianwei's three clans were killed by Dong Zhuo, they wandered all the way, and finally married Zhao Zeng, the queen mother of Guiyang, as his wife.

Except for the name of a famous beauty all over the world, Fan Jianwei is not at all similar to Diao Chan who generously sacrificed to save the world from fire and water. Diao Chan is extraordinary beyond this era, and Fan Jianwei is an ordinary person struggling to survive in this era.

Either way, it's irreproachable.

However, this is an ordinary person who is not comparable to Diao Chan except for her appearance, and even a little cowardly and mediocre. In terms of the big right and wrong of the country's righteousness and the world's unification, she is finally no longer at the mercy of fate this time, but like Diao Chan, do what she can matter.

Fan Jianwei's voice continued, and Zhao Yun suddenly remembered that Fan Jianwei was not born to be known as a confidante, she was born in a family of Confucianism, and because her father offended Dong Zhuo, she ended up being exterminated.

She has been educated in Confucianism since she was a child, and she is pleading for the people and bringing peace to the world.

Being down and inactive for a while does not mean that she will be like this all her life.

Zhao Yun frowned, and his voice was somewhat apologetic: "Yun misunderstood Madam."

Fan Jianwei shook his head lightly and said, "General, let's go."

"My concubine told you this, not to justify the world's deeds, but because I don't want you to fall into Zhao Fan's trap."

Fan Jian lowered her eyes slightly, and her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyes, which gave Zhao Yun an indescribably familiar feeling, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before.

Zhao Yun looked at Fan Jianwei for a while, and said, "If Yun leaves, how will Zhao Fan treat Madam?"

The incense in the room diffused like smoke and mist, dispelling the alcohol smell on Zhao Yun's body.

The incense lingered around me, and my limbs became lazy and comfortable.

Fan Jian said slightly: "The general forgot, the concubine is a rare commodity, Zhao Fan will not hurt the concubine."

"is it?"

Zhao Yun said slowly: "Yun doesn't believe it."

Zhao Yun lifted the quilt, got up and walked to the bed, looking around Fan Jianwei's room.

The figure outside the window was looming, Zhao Yun smiled, turned around, and his eyes fell on Fan Jianwei who was sitting quietly on the edge of the cave.

She was still sitting in the same posture just now, like a deep valley orchid, standing still for no reason.

Zhao Yun remembered what Ding Xuan said before leaving: "If you can save it, then save it. It's not easy for women in troubled times."

The night is already very dark, the moon hides in the clouds, and occasionally shyly reveals a few strands of silver light from the clouds, faint and soft, coming through the windows and falling into the house, like covering the tables and chairs with a layer of silver brocade.

Zhao Yun walked to Fan Jianwei's side, and the candlelight reflected on her face, which was slightly flushed.

Her eyes are like after the rain in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a kind of misty tranquility.

Zhao Yun looked into her eyes and frowned slightly.

For Zhao Fan's false surrender, it is the best strategy to follow the trick, but in this way, Fan Jianwei's reputation will be ruined.

Well, just think of other ways.

As if seeing Zhao Yun's thoughts, Fan Jianwei said: "If the general has a good plan to deal with it, the concubine will be sent by the general."

Zhao Yun smiled, shook his head, and said, "The night is getting dark, madam should rest early, Yun should go."

Maybe it was because he drank too much wine with Zhao Fan just now. At this time, he felt a little heavy, and the dizziness hit him in waves, eroding his mind, and he felt like he was drowsy.

In this case, it is better to leave Fan Jianwei's room as soon as possible.

Zhao Yun got up and walked outside.

Fan Jianwei clenched her fingers slightly and held the pear flower on her sleeve, and Zhao Yun's footsteps resounded in her heart.

"General."

Fan Jianwei stood up suddenly and hugged Zhao Yun from behind.

The figures of the two were reflected on the window, and the attendant who was guarding outside grinned, elbowed the other man who was about to fall asleep, and motioned him to look inside.

The sleepy man rubbed his eyes, glanced at the room, yawned, spat on the ground, and said in a low voice, "I thought it was a chaste and strong woman who pretended to be like something all day long. , and finally came a tall branch, she is more attentive than anyone else."

The sudden softness behind him made Zhao Yun a little at a loss. Zhao Yun wanted to break away from Fan Jianwei, but with a little force, he was able to touch places that shouldn't be touched.

No breaking away, no not breaking away, the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

The incense in the room eroded people's heart and lungs, Zhao Yun's face was reddish, and he coughed lightly, "Ma'am?"

Fan Jianwei said: "General, it's been too long in this chaotic world."

The incense seemed to be a little stronger, Zhao Yun lost his mind for a moment and closed his eyes.

Fan Jianwei's soft voice seemed to sweep over his heart like a feather: "Perhaps this concubine will not live to the day when the great virtuous rule the world as my father said."

"The concubine is a weak woman, with no strength to restrain a chicken..."

Zhao Yun's body swayed, his chest rose and fell slightly.

As a man, he is not Ma Chao's temperament who is more particular than the emperor, and he never uses incense.

However, no matter how he didn't use incense, he, who didn't know much about incense, felt something was wrong at this moment.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes, shook his head and rubbed between his brows, and said, "You...incense..."

Before his consciousness completely disappeared, he saw Fan Jian's misty eyes getting closer, and his alluring lips pressed against his forehead.

Zhao Yun fell into a coma, and Fan Jianwei gently stroked his hair.

He did not recognize her.

But, what's the problem?

Meeting again in troubled times is already rare.

The candlelight in the room flickered a few times, and finally fell into darkness.

The woman's voice was broken, intermittently touching people's heartstrings.

The servants standing outside the window were blown by the cold wind for half the night, and their bodies were frozen stiff and cold, but when they were disturbed by the sound of blushing and heartbeats, their bodies were no longer cold, as if a fire had been burned, and it was scalding everywhere.

A servant said: "What are you guarding here? Go, go, I invite you to Yihong Courtyard."

"Chang's mother has got a few young girls, and they will take care of us comfortably."

The two attendants walked shoulder to shoulder.

The moon in the clouds slowly poked its head out, shining coldly in the world.

The next morning, Zhao Yun woke up slowly.

After the hangover, the muscles all over his body were sore and weak. Zhao Yun supported his forehead and sat up slowly. What caught his eyes was the moonlight brocade tent embroidered with plain white pear blossoms. The unique fragrance of women was faint and lingering. in his body.

Zhao Yun's pupils shrank slightly, and he tore open the brocade curtain with his fingers. Fan Jianwei was wearing a water-colored dress, combing his long hair in front of the mirror.

"The general is awake?"

Fan Jian looked back slightly, with a calm expression, without the slightest embarrassment and shyness after what happened last night.

The folk customs of the Han Dynasty are open and they live as they please. At the beginning of the founding of the country, the children born to the princess who went to the common people's house ran all over the place. surprise thing.

Only those aristocratic families who value reputation very much will teach their children to care for feathers and behave properly.

Although the whole country is like this, Zhao Yun frowned when he saw Fan Jianwei's face as if nothing had happened.

—— After all, Fan Jianwei is a great Confucian of aristocratic family, how can he be so casual about bed affairs like those women who go on and on and off?

What's more, judging from what she said last night, she is not a person who is willing to play for others.

Zhao Yun couldn't tell what was going on in his heart, his head was buzzing.

Fan Jianwei got up and poured a glass of water, put it in front of Zhao Yun, and said calmly: "The general misunderstood my concubine again."

"The concubine is a daughter of an aristocratic family, and she is also a rebellious person. The word reputation is not important to a concubine."

Zhao Yun took the water, thanked him, and took a sip with complicated thoughts.

Fan Jianwei looked at Zhao Yun for a while, and said: "The matter has come to this, the general still has to take care of my concubine's reputation and refuse to follow suit?"

Zhao Yun stopped drinking water for a moment.

When he was young, his mother often taught him that he should be responsible as a man, and don't take off other girls' clothes at will.

Subtly, he was extra cautious about matters between men and women.

This incident had a great impact on him. For a moment, he didn't think that Fan Jianwei was trying to force him to pretend to act and trick Zhao Fan, so as to attract Sun Quan's attention.

After being reminded by Fan Jianwei, Zhao Yun's brows furrowed even deeper.

Although it is the best choice to follow the plan, but if the goal can only be achieved at the expense of the woman's reputation, he would rather think of other ways.

There is no other reason, such actions are against the style of a gentleman.

It was even more unfair to Fan Jianwei.

But things had already happened, and it seemed ridiculous for him to sleep in Fan Jianwei's room all night, and then worry about Fan Jianwei's reputation.

Zhao Yun rubbed the center of his brows and said, "Ma'am, why bother?"

"Yun and Madam have never lived together, Madam does not need to help Yun like this."

Fan Jianwei said indifferently: "The general may not remember what my concubine said last night."

Zhao Yun frowned slightly, and Fan Jian said softly: "My concubine said, this troubled world has been too long."

"The general may have a better method and a more sophisticated plan, but he can use his plan to minimize the damage, and it is also the most time-saving and labor-saving method."

Fan Jian raised his eyebrows slightly: "It is my honor to exchange my concubine's reputation for the five prefectures in Jingnan and Jiangdong."

She didn't want to live the days of submissiveness.

Fortunately, the person who came was Zhao Yun, and fortunately she was able to participate in the turbulent and legendary life of his conquest of the world to assist the heroine.

This is enough.

The news that Zhao Yun slept overnight in Fan Jianwei's room quickly spread.

The attendant informed Zhao Fan of the news.

Zhao Fanyi stayed up all night and drank all night in front of his brother Zhao Zeng's memorial tablet.

Next to Zhao Zeng's tablet, there is a simplified map of Kyushu in the world.

Zhao Fan's eyes were bloodshot, and he said lazily that he knew.

Is he from Sun Quan?

No.

Lu Bu once said that everyone has a share in the city of the Han family.

Why Ding Xuan, Cao Cao, Lu Bu, Sun Ce, Liu Zhang, Zhang Lu and others can fight for the world, but he can only watch?

To be a grass on the wall that falls against the wind for a lifetime is thousands of miles away from the position above ten thousand people.

He was not reconciled.

But Guiyang is really too young, he doesn't have the capital to compete with the heroes at all, he can only wait, wait until the two tigers fight, and when both lose, he can find a little breathing space in the gap and use it to develop and grow own strength.

The maids brought water for freshening up, and Zhao Fan let the maids wash and change clothes.

After washing and washing, Zhao Fan said to his attendant, "Pass on my order, set up a banquet, and wish Brother Zilong a happy wife."

The delicacies were served like running water, Zhao Fan smiled and took Zhao Yun's arm, and said ambiguously, "Did you sleep well last night, brother?"

Zhao Yun's face was awkward for a moment.

To be honest, he had no memory of what happened last night.

Facing Zhao Fan's cross-examination, Zhao Yun found some words to prevaricate.

Zhao Yun is not a womanizer, he has been in the army for many years, Zhao Fan has never heard of any woman he had an affair with.

Maybe it was the first time facing Fan Jianwei last night.

Zhao Fan smiled knowingly, filled Zhao Yun's wine, raised his glass, and said, "Okay, okay, don't mention it. Brother, let's drink."

Ding Xuan, who was on the march at this time, received an urgent report from Guiyang.

After reading the urgent report sent by Zhao Yun, Ding Xuan laughed so hard that he almost fell off his horse.

Zhuge Liang sat on a four-wheeled cart designed by himself and was pulled by a war horse. His speed was no slower than the others, only behind Ding Xuan.

Liu Bei and Guan Yu walked side by side, while Zhang Fei and Xia Houyuan were arguing with each other.

Ding Xuan's laughter was so frenzied that it was easy for people to think of bad things.

If the person who went there was Zhang Fei or Xia Houyuan, it would not be surprising for Ding Xuan to have this kind of laughter, but this time the one who captured Guiyang was Zhao Yun, who is known for his safety, so there is no reason for any mistakes. , it seems a bit strange.

Driven by curiosity, Zhang Fei couldn't help but stop bickering with Xia Houyuan, reined in his horse and came to Ding Xuan's side, and asked, "What did the fourth brother say in the letter?"

Zhang Fei liked Zhao Yun very much.

Zhao Yun has high martial arts skills, a good temper, and good looks. No matter how unreliable things happen to him, he will do it very reliably.

When his clean temper flares up, he will help him wash his sweaty clothes by the way.

After getting acquainted with Zhao Yun, Zhang Fei often regretted why he didn't know Zhao Yun sooner. If he had met Zhao Yun sooner, he would definitely drag Zhao Yun to worship together.

Of course, it's not too late to get to know each other now, regardless of whether Zhao Yun likes it or not, he first called the fourth brother, and took Liu Bei and Guan Yu with him to call him the fourth brother.

Zhuge Liang shook his feather fan, and said with a smile: "Fan family has the beauty of a woman. Could it be that Zilong has fallen in love with Fan family?"

Liu Bei shook his head and argued, "The fourth younger brother is not a lustful person."

In terms of personal relationship, Zhao Fan has a better relationship with Jiangdong's Sun family, and this surrender was a last resort.

What's more, Cao Cao's acceptance of Zhang Xiu's aunt in the Battle of Wancheng made Zhang Xiu angry and rebelled. Who can say that Zhao Fan is not the next Zhang Xiu?

Zhao Yun has always been cautious, no matter how beautiful Fan's family is, Zhao Yun will not be unable to hold back at this time and accept Fan's family.

Ding Xuan raised the letter in Yang's hand, turned to Liu Bei and said, "Mr. Xuande, don't talk too much, but you don't know that feelings are always out of control."

Speaking of this, Ding Xuan's eyes turned slightly, and he glanced at Zhuge Liang.

Zhuge Liang dealt with it calmly, and returned Ding Xuan's smile.

All the generals had goose bumps on their bodies.

When an ordinary woman looks at her lover, she looks at her lover with a smile, but when Ding Xuan looks at Zhuge Liang, she looks at him with turbulent waves.

The generals silently shed tears of sympathy for Cao Cao who was far away in Xuchang to organize his army and prepare to leave.

Ding Xuan laughed and said, "I see, let's prepare the meeting ceremony in advance, so as not to be embarrassed when we meet and don't have anything in hand."

Liu Bei shook his head and sighed after reading Zhao Yun's letter to Ding Xuan.

Seeing Liu Bei like this, Zhang Fei knew that Zhao Yun really liked the Fan family, and they became husband and wife.

Zhang Fei didn't think as deeply as Liu Bei did. He only felt that Zhao Yun was the youngest among all the people, but he was the first to find a wife. He couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "What a fourth brother, he actually got married before me."

Xia Houyuan was at odds with Zhang Fei, and he would never let go of any opportunity to ridicule Zhang Fei, saying: "Of course, what Zhao Zilong looks like, you can see what you look like. Don't say that Zhao Zilong got married before you , Zhao Zilong will have a lot of children in the future, and you will not get married!"

"Look at that face of yours. If any girl marries you, it will be the bloody bad luck of eighteen lifetimes!"

Xia Houyuan's words were heart-pounding, Zhang Fei wanted to refute but couldn't find the right words.

Zhang Fei glared angrily, held back for a long time, and finally choked out a sentence: "You are too bullying! Just wait, I will definitely marry your daughter in the future, and scourge your family for the rest of my life!"

Everyone: "..."

Xia Houyuan laughed so hard that he fell on the horse and couldn't straighten up, and said: "If you die, you will hurt my daughter's heart. Because of your words, I will never have a daughter in the future."

The quarrel between the two reminded Ding Xuan of one thing.

Xia Houyuan did not have a daughter, only a niece who was treated like his own daughter.

In the early years, there was a severe drought and the people were in dire straits. Xia Houyuan's elder brother starved to death, leaving only one daughter. In order not to cut off his elder brother's blood, Xia Houyuan gave his son's food to this niece.

The niece survived, but Xia Houyuan's son starved to death instead.

Later, this niece married Zhang Fei.

Later, Xia Houyuan died in the battle at Dingjun Mountain, and no one collected his bones. At this time, Zhang Fei's official wife, the Xiahou family, begged Zhang Fei to take Xiahouyuan's bones and bury them in the treasured land of geomantic omen, regardless of the faces of the generals in Shu.

Ding Xuan turned her head to look at Xia Houyuan, who was knocked down laughing, and the corner of her mouth curled up.

After she came to this era, the history of the Three Kingdoms was changed, but judging from the relationship between Xia Houyuan and Zhang Fei, it seems that Zhang Fei's marriage to Xia Houyuan's niece cannot be changed.

——How could Zhang Fei let go of such a thing that could take revenge on Xia Houyuan?

Zhang Fei in history liked the Xiahou family very much, otherwise, he would not have collected the body of Xiahouyuan, whom he hated so much, and would have acted as a filial son for the fuck, and dressed Xiahouyuan in mourning.

This staunch man who had never bowed his knee to anyone in his life, only bowed in front of Xiahou Shi.

Ding Xuan looked away and laughed.

In the evening when the army set up camp, Ding Xuan was looking at the map of the five counties in Jingnan by lighting up a lamp in the camp.

It is said to be a map, but it is more like a drawing that only shows the direction, and it is still a very rough and abbreviated version.

It would be great if there was a detailed and authentic map of the five counties in southern Jing. With such a map in hand, and then using troops according to the terrain, the five counties in southern Jing could be taken in minutes.

Take the five counties in Jingnan, and take Jiangdong, there will be no worries.

It's just a pity that in this era, such a simple map is a luxury, let alone that kind of extremely detailed topographic map.

Don't you see, Zhang Song only has a topographic map of Xichuan, so he arrogantly scolded Cao Cao to the point of blood, such as Puyang met Lu Bu, Wancheng fought Zhang Xiu, Chibi met Zhou Lang, Huarong met Guan Yu, cut his beard and abandoned his robe at Tongguan, Seizing the boat to avoid arrows in the Weishui River, Cao Zhiran gave birth to a diamond heart, which was also smashed into glass scum all over the place.

Cao Cao's face control, Zhang Songsheng's ugliness, and scolding him so hard, he drove Zhang Song out. However, when he learned that Zhang Song had a map of Xichuan, he felt sorry for a while.

One can imagine the importance of topographic maps in this era.

Ding Xuan looked at the map, Zhuge Liang came in from the outside, shaking the feather fan, said: "Are you still asleep?"

"Well, isn't this waiting for you?"

Ding Xuan rubbed Zhuge Liang's face smoothly.

It feels so good.

Ding Xuan's fingers followed Zhuge Liang's face all the way down to the corner of his mouth, brushed his fingertips against the corner of his mouth, and pressed down gently.

Zhuge Liang blushed a little from her undisguised actions.

When he was in Hebei, he and Ding Xuan had just expressed their feelings for each other. The time they spent together was short, and Ding Xuan was not so presumptuous.

Over time, Ding Xuan's bold and flamboyant character was completely exposed.

When discussing the use of troops with the generals, Ding Xuan would suddenly give him a hot look, and if he got close, Ding Xuan would secretly pull his sleeves and hook his fingers with his small hands.

It is not an exaggeration to say that they are Ding Xuan's confidantes. The generals are afraid that if the news spreads to Xuchang Cao Cao's ears, it will be bad for him. They all hid the news to death.

Occasionally, two or three rumors spread to Xuchang, including the matter of Ding Xuan and Ma Chao, Cao Cao just thought that other people were suspicious and didn't take it to heart.

Of course, it's also possible that it's useless to take it to heart.

Ding Xuan is not a little woman that Cao Cao can control in the palm of his hand. Without Ding Xuan, Cao Cao could not have won four of the nine states in the world in such a short period of time.

This is Ding Xuan's unscrupulous capital. People who live in such a state no longer need to look at anyone's face.

It's just that Ding Xuan's hot and bold actions made him a little uncomfortable no matter how many times.

This feeling is so weird that when he spurned Ding Xuan's frivolity, he couldn't help but blush and heartbeat.

Zhuge Liang turned his face sideways and said, "Don't make trouble, I have something important to tell you."

Let go of the flirting and so on, and they will be in Guiyang soon, and they need to smooth out the relationship in Guiyang first.

Zhuge Liang grabbed Ding Xuan's restless hand, and said seriously: "Zilong is not a lustful person, there must be some unavoidable reasons for accepting the Fan family this time."

"Stop."

Ding Xuan raised his eyebrows, and said, "You broke into my camp in the middle of the night, tell me you want to tell me something serious?"

How much does this look down on her?

Or is it that Zhuge Liang can't hold other things in his heart besides the common people in the world?

It was an insult to her personal charm.

Ding Xuan glanced at the bed behind the simple screen, leaned forward slightly, and pressed it against Zhuge Liang's ear, and said ambiguously, "If you have anything to say, talk on the bed."

The heat of Ding Xuan's speech fell on Zhuge Liang's face.

Where the hot air swept, crimson spread rapidly. Zhuge Liang closed his eyes and heard the night wind blowing outside the tent.

Sure enough, he shouldn't have come to Ding Xuan at this time.

……

The moon hangs high, and the stars are dimmed.

Zhao Yun was lying on the bed, and Fan Jianwei was sleeping next to him, because he was so close, he could still smell the faint fragrance of Fan Jianwei's body.

Although he slept at Fan Jianwei's place, Zhao Fan's guard against him did not lessen, and he would send someone to listen outside the window every night.

See if he and Fan Jianwei are doing Duke Zhou's affairs.

This kind of situation made him feel extremely embarrassed - the first time he had with Fan Jianwei was when Fan Jianwei moved his hands and feet in the sandalwood, and he didn't realize it at all.

But when he was awake, facing Fan Jianwei who was too pretty, he really couldn't do anything to blaspheme her.

If he couldn't do it, it didn't mean Fan Jianwei couldn't do it.

Fan Jianwei once again broke his understanding of Fan Jianwei with his actions.

"what--"

Fan Jianwei's thin voice made his face burn hot: "General, please be gentle."

In fact, he didn't do anything, just lay quietly by Fan Jianwei's side.

The servants outside the window couldn't stand the sound, so they stopped guarding the door in the middle of the night, and Fan Jianwei finally stopped moaning/groaning.

Xu Shi yelled for a while, Fan Jianwei got up, took advantage of the bright moonlight outside the window, poured a glass of water, and drank slowly.

In this era, men sleep inside the bed and women sleep outside, so it is convenient to serve men at any time.

Zhao Yun faced the wall.

No matter how pure and ascetic he is, he is not close to women, but after being "tortured" by a woman for a period of time, he still has the physiological reactions that a man should have.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes and slowly adjusted his breathing.

Fan Jianwei's soft voice came from behind him: "Don't blame the general, if not, how could you have fooled Zhao Fan?"

"The general has been wronged for a while, and after Jingzhou and Jiangdong are pacified, I will apologize to the general."

Zhao Yun said in a low voice, "Madam, there is no need to do this. This action is wronging Madam."

Fan Jianwei held the teacup in both hands, looked at the back of the cautious man in the brocade tent, and smiled slightly.

What did it matter if he didn't recognize her?

They could do it all over again.

Fan Jian asked slightly: "Does the general drink water? My concubine pours water for the general."

Zhao Fan let her learn the art of intercourse for so long, at this moment, she probably knows his body better than the untrained Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun took a deep breath, got up slowly, sat on the bed, opened the brocade curtain with his fingers, and said, "Your Madam."

Fan Jianwei added water to his teacup and gave it to Zhao Yun.

Zhao Yun's mouth was dry, and he took a sip of tea without thinking too much.

After drinking the tea, Fang remembered that this was the cup Fan Jianwei had used.

The corner of his mouth touched the place where Fan Jianwei's lips had just been.

Zhao Yun stopped drinking tea and looked up at Fan Jianwei.

The moonlight shines in through the hollowed-out windows, like jade shavings all over the ground.

Fan Jianwei's eyes were like the dew on the lotus leaves in the morning, crystal clear and charming.

"General?" Fan Jianwei said: "Why doesn't the general drink anymore? But the tea is too cold? I'm going to make tea for the general again."

Fan Jianwei said while taking back the teacup from Zhao Yun.

Fingertips intertwined, Zhao Yun's skin was hot.

Fan Jianwei's eyes flickered.

Zhao Yun said: "No, nothing."

Although he was not a womanizer, but he had been in the army for so many years, and every time there was a banquet after a big victory, Gongsun Zan would find some dancers to cheer him up.

Those women have enchanting figures and seductive eyes, so he more or less understands what women look like when they seduce people.

But Fan Jianwei in front of her had an open face, and she didn't intend to seduce at all, and her soft words just now were just to dispel the suspicion of outside snoopers, and she had to do it as a last resort.

What Fan Jianwei loves is always her dead husband Zhao Zeng, not him, the foreign general who was imposed on her by Zhao Fan.

The reason why Fan Jianwei helped him was for the righteousness of the country, and there was no personal relationship between men and women.

It was a complete insult to her personality for him to be suspicious of such a strange woman.

Zhao Yun took the tea from Fan Jianwei's hand, drank it in one gulp, and said, "The water is very good, thank you madam."

Fan Jianwei gave him the cup she used, probably subconsciously, not on purpose.

Thinking this way, Zhao Yun thanked Fan Jianwei and lay back on the bed again.

The man in his 20s is the age of full-bloodedness, and there is a stunning beauty lying beside him. Under the voice of the beauty, it is strange to be able to fall asleep.

Zhao Yun didn't go to bed until late at night, and when he woke up the next morning, his eyes were a little bloodshot. When Zhao Fan saw him, he patted Zhao Yun's shoulder and laughed loudly: "Brother is just when you are young and energetic. It’s inevitable that you will be greedy, and I’m praising you for my brother, I advise you, no matter how beautiful you are, you must know how to control yourself.”

Zhao Yun took a sip of tea and looked at the scenery outside the house with a complicated expression.

For the first time in his life, he missed Ding Xuan a little.

At this time, Ding Xuan was arguing with Zhuge Liang about how to allocate the people to take the city.

Ding Xuan's original plan was to divide the troops into four groups, with Guan Yu taking Changsha, Zhang Fei taking Lingling, and Xia Houyuan taking Nanjun, which is far away from Guiyang and is extremely important.

Nanjun is the place where Cao Cao must pass through to help his troops go south. Its strategic location is extremely important. Xiahouyuan's temperament is not safe enough. Ding Xuan asked Zhang Xiu and Cao Ang to also go to Nanjun to join Xiahouyuan's soldiers and horses and wait for the arrival of Cao Cao's army.

Asking himself, Ding Xuan felt that there was nothing wrong with his allocation, and the generals also thought it was very good. Zhuge Liang did not raise any objections. What made Zhuge Liang object was that Ding Xuan asked him to go to Nanjun with Xiahouyuan.

The reason is that Guiyang is too dangerous, Ding Xuan can go alone, and other people should go where, there is no need to accompany her on the adventure.

Zhuge Liang shook the lupine fan, arguing with reason, and Zhang Fei, who was standing opposite him, had his beard curled up by the lupine fan.

Ding Xuan looked Zhuge Liang up and down, and said: "You have no strength to restrain a chicken, who can protect you when Guiyang is in chaos?"

Zhuge Liang said: "If you are the only one going to Guiyang, Zhao Fan will definitely be suspicious. In this case, our plan will not be carried out smoothly..."

Ding Xuan twitched his lips helplessly, shrugged his shoulders, put his fingers in his sleeves and formed a knife in his hand, and hit Zhuge Liang's delicate neck with lightning speed.

Zhuge Liang's pupils shrank slightly, he fell asleep, and the feather fan in his hand fell to the ground.

The world is quiet.

Ding Xuan supported Zhuge Liang's body, and called Xia Houyuan: "Brother Yuan, the military master is entrusted to you. If he loses a strand of hair, I will tell Mei Ying that you stole 20 taels of money from your private house."

The generals couldn't help laughing.

Xia Houyuan is a general of the Cao camp, his wife is Ding Xuan's sister, and he is Cao Cao's younger brother. He has served in prison for Cao Cao, and there are countless people who want to please him and give him money every day.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is making money every day.

However, this kind of income was strictly controlled by his wife. The soldiers and horses fought for half their lives, so they hid 20 taels of private money.

Really poor.

Even Zhang Fei, who had always been at odds with Xia Houyuan, couldn't help thinking that he would not dare to marry a wife in this life.

Xia Houyuan repeatedly begged for mercy: "Don't, big sister, if you have something to say, will I be optimistic about the success of the military division even if I try my best?"

Ding Xuan talked and laughed, and distributed the tasks.

There are veteran generals Huang Zhong and Wei Yan in Changsha, these two are rare generals, Guan Yu is too arrogant, Ding Xuan is afraid that there will be troubles, so he asks Liu Bei to go with Guan Yu.

One Zhang Fei and Xia Houyuan went to Lingling and the other to Nanjun.

The generals led the army to the land of Jingzhou, and each led his troops away. Ding Xuan took the rest of the soldiers and went all the way to Guiyang.

On the banks of the Leishui River in Guiyang County, a man in a coir raincoat was fishing. Behind him, the reeds moved without wind, and the sun shone in, faintly shining with the unique cold light of a sharp sword.

Zhao Fan came over with a fish basket, sat down beside the man, and said, "Ding Huaiyu will arrive in Guiyang in ten days."

Speaking of this, Zhao Fan paused slightly, and asked, "How is the matter in Luling and Ancheng going? If the two eunuchs are unwilling to cooperate, it's okay for you to give them a ride. Those who make big things don't care about small things."

Luling and Ancheng are close to Guiyang, and they can walk in half a day