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Li Mu and Zhou Yu almost said in unison—Sun Ce sent his youngest son to Xunyang?

Li Mu immediately turned his eyes to Zhou Yu and went out—how could he not practice beside his own father after training in the army?Isn't Sun Ce himself trying to destroy Yuan Shu first? Why is Zhou Yu, a close friend of the general manager, responsible for helping him raise his son?

Seeing Li Mu's half-smile expression, Zhou Yu couldn't help but wry smile.

Sun Ce's eldest son, Sun Shao, has just turned six years old this year. He is talented and intelligent, but he is quiet by nature. Even Zhang Zhao praised him for his quick thinking and good memory. Zhishou, who has been brought up to be too well-behaved, has long thought of leading him into the army to practice some blood.

This time I wanted to put it into practice, but I couldn't bear to let my son follow him to fight Yuan Shu head-on, so I sent him here.

After dismissing the messenger soldiers, Zhou Yu explained a few words to Li Mu quickly and concisely, and finally said: "It's just a six-year-old child, and I haven't seen him a few times, so I may not be able to recognize that you are not Sun Quanlai. Even if I recognized it, and I will take it with me after that..."

"When you were six years old, do you remember what your second uncle looked like?" Li Mu directly exposed him without giving any face.

A six-year-old child is neither too old nor too young.At least when she was six years old, she could clearly remember the scene where her father threw her alone on the slide in the amusement park to amuse the children next door.She also asked herself that she was just an ordinary child with mediocre qualifications. To say that a six-year-old child who is recognized as "intelligent" can't even remember what her second uncle looks like is too... optimistic.

Zhou Yu was speechless for a moment.However, at this moment, as if deliberately trying to expose him, a childish and crisp voice sounded with a series of thumping footsteps: "Zhou Lang!"

Zhou Yu sighed, and was speechless to refute, and only said to Li Mu: "Remember, Bofu's eldest son is named Shao, Sun Shao." Then he raised his foot to welcome him out.

"Sun Shao?" Li Mu frowned, looking at Zhou Yu's tall and tall figure, he took three steps and two steps to pick up a small figure who stumbled along the corridor and spun around in a circle, which made the little one feel angry. The guy giggled.

She has no impression of the name Sun Shao at all, but according to Sun Shao's current age of six years old, in history, Sun Shao was at least six years old when Sun Quan succeeded to the throne after Sun Ce's death.

It is obvious that there is an eldest son, but he is still a brother and brother. In the end, Sun Shao, the eldest son, seems to have disappeared in history. This child who was talented since childhood seems to be no longer smart when he grows up.

Or... didn't grow up?

Li Mu suddenly remembered another period of history that was not so long ago.The shadow of a snake with a bow and a cup, the shadow of an ax with candlelight, the so-called strange case through the ages, now, it seems that there is a sense of instant sight.

Just as she was immersed in a piece of historical gossip, the child's clear and crisp voice came to the door: "You are not my second uncle!"

Sun Shao gave birth to a pair of phoenix eyes very similar to Sun Ce's. His dark pupils were shining brightly. He opened his mouth, revealing a half missing front tooth. However, he only said a word, as if he realized the problem of the front teeth again. The corners of his lips pursed, and immediately tightened his eyes. Covering it tightly, he only stared at her with a pair of phoenix eyes.

Li Mu glanced at Zhou Yu, gloating in his eyes that he was exposed on the spot, as if the person who was exposed was not her at all.

"Cough..." Zhou Yu hugged Sun Shao and coughed lightly, with a slightly embarrassed expression, "Ah Shao, Second Uncle..."

"Ah Shao, let me ask you, who is he?" Before Zhou Yu could say something to fool the children, Li Mu spoke first, leaned in front of Sun Shao, pointed at Zhou Yu, and blinked.

Sun Shao tilted his head to look at her, shrank back into Zhou Yu's arms, and replied sullenly, "It's Zhou Lang..."

"Then... what is the relationship between Zhou Lang and your father?"

What is the relationship?

Zhou Yu frowned, why did he think Li Mu's words sounded so strange...

Sun Shao stared at Li Mu for a while, his short arms tightly wrapped around Zhou Yu's neck: "Zhou Lang and my father are the best friends of the president, and they are as close as brothers..."

"Then Zhou Lang said that I am your second uncle, how can you say that I am not your second uncle?" Li Mu continued his efforts and winked at Sun Shao again.

"Huh?" No matter how clever the six-year-old baby was, she was a little dizzy from being surrounded by Li Mu and his second uncle. He pretended to be mature and frowned like an adult, but his entire chubby face was wrinkled together. , like the pleats on the top of a bun.

Li Mu couldn't help touching the pleats of the bun: "What's your second uncle's name?"

"Sun Quan!" The little bun remembered clearly and answered clearly and loudly.

Unexpectedly, Li Mu immediately showed a smile of "waiting for your words", then raised his chin at Zhou Yu, turned his fingers around, and pointed in front of himself: "Come on, call someone to listen."

At this time, Zhou Yu naturally understood her intentions, but—is it really good to bully Sun Ce's son like this?

Seeing Zhou Yu's hesitation, Li Mu raised his eyebrows and put on an expression of "I don't care, I can do whatever you want", Zhou Yu had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, put Sun Shao down on the ground, pressed down the hem of his clothes, and straightened his clothes Sleeves, raised both hands, and bowed: "Mr. Quan."

Only then did Li Mu smile in satisfaction, but he threw his hands at the child standing on the ground who was obviously startled by Zhou Yu's sudden salute.

Sun Shao was completely confused.

Look at Zhou Yu, then look at Li Mu.

This person in front of me...

Li Mu knelt down, leaned in front of him, pointed at Zhou Yu again, and continued to coax the children softly: "Gong Jin calls me Mr. Quan, so what should Ah Shao call me?"

Sun Shao's phoenix eyes widened, and his exposed front teeth flashed away. After thinking for a long time, he looked up at Zhou Yu who was holding his forehead and smiling wryly. After hesitating for a long time, he finally said softly Two words: "Second Uncle..."

"Hey!" Li Mu responded immediately, then laughed loudly, rubbed Sun Shao's head, turned his wrist, and conjured up a wooden carving in the shape of a small halberd, and stuffed it into his hand, " Eighteen kinds of weapons, one day you gather them all, Second Uncle will take you into battle to kill the enemy!"

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Having cheated a little doll without feeling guilty, Li Mu flicked his sleeves, and the leaving figure looked extraordinarily chic.But Sun Shao stayed in Xunyang until after autumn, but Sun Ce still didn't come.

Instead, Zhang Zhongjing followed the soldiers who went to invite a boy to Xunyang City.

Diagnosed the pulse, prescribed medicine, and administered needles.But I don’t know if it’s because of the colder weather. Sun Quan’s injury is sometimes good and sometimes bad. When it’s good, he can walk two steps while leaning on the wall. Cold and weak.

Winter has come in a blink of an eye, and the winter in Xunyang is not too cold, but there are also scattered snowflakes accumulated on the branches of the cornices.Li Mu was a southerner in her previous life, and she couldn’t stand the cold the most. It’s best to stay in her room all day long in winter. She can travel all over the mountains and rivers with her backpack, but if she encounters the extremely cold places in the north, it’s so beautiful Shengjing has to wait for spring to open, and it is willing to set foot in summer.

Therefore, it came to the first winter more than 800 years ago. She was already prepared to stay in the bed and the brazier in the cold all day long, but she was delighted to find that as long as there was no damp and icy cold that penetrated to the bone marrow, Mind you, seeing snowflakes doesn't mean you're freezing cold.

What's even better is that in this era, unless there is a great enemy of life and death, unless in Liaodong, where the cold is more severe than the spring, generally speaking, there is a truce in winter.

This also means that all trivial matters in Xunyang City can be left to Zhou Yu!

Warm a pot of wine, then set up a copper basin and set up a barbecue. When the cats are eating the most fattened winter game, the tongue of fire licks, and the dripping oil hisses. The smell of pulp, wine and meat are strung together, plus a little fruity aroma, looking at the white snow outside, it is simply quiet and very comfortable.

Taking advantage of this rare leisure time, Li Mu finally brewed distilled wine.It’s just that it’s not easy to find the utensils for distillation, so the craftsman can only open the pot, and the upper mouth is the entrance, and the existing brewing wine is continuously added. out.Due to the limited technology, the distilled original wine is actually not high in alcohol content, but the ratio of three urns to one urn, the final entrance has a strong hot feeling in the throat, and a bit of warmth in the stomach immediately, the most suitable this season.

Sitting in front of the case, Zhou Yu was sorting out Li Mu's tricks left behind. Seeing her holding the cup, her eyes narrowed from drinking, she could only shake her head, and got up and snatched the copper bottle in front of her: "With three The urn is combined with one urn, so I drink three cups on weekdays, but only one cup today."

"Have you ever tasted this wine?" Li Mu let out a mouthful of drunken breath, watched him nod, then supported the young couple with one hand, and leaned over, "Is it good?"

"The aroma of the wine is strong, and it enters the throat like a knife, resembling a man's blood and courage."

"Then if you use this wine to labor the army, all those who have made meritorious service before the battle, those who are brave and never retreat, and those who are not chaotic in times of crisis can all get this wine. How is it compared to the reward of gold, silver, cloth and silk?"

The woman who smelled of alcohol squinted her eyes and counted each one with her fingers, "What is the daily consumption of rewards in the army compared to this ordinary three urns of wine?"

Zhou Yu has long been in the army and naturally knows that Sun Ce is fledgling at present, and rewards for meritorious deeds in the army are nothing more than gold, silver, cloth, silk and women. It was not until recently that he was officially appointed as the prefect, and he was named as the general of Jianwei. title.For low-level generals who have no family, gold, silver and cloth are mostly used to exchange wine in the end.The army would be more than happy to use this strong wine as a reward, but...

Seeing Zhou Yu frowned slightly, Li Mu seemed to have guessed his concerns, and smiled slyly, "Don't talk about the cost of wine making, I never said I would make wine myself!"

"Aristocratic families from all over the world, and the army is in one place. I don't ask them for food, but for some wine to reward the army. It's not a problem."

Asking for food and asking for wine are two completely different concepts.Most of the aristocratic families in this era have the idea of ​​being both right and left, showing favor to this warlord, and serving the princes of that family.

As for food and grass as the basic military supplies, once the food is sent to this family, unless they are determined to stand in line, it means that the corresponding food and grass must also be provided to that family in order to achieve a balance.

Therefore, the aristocratic clans in various places are often extremely disgusted with the requisition of food. They dare not refuse to give, but they dare not give more.

However, it is different when it comes to wine. With wine, there will be no one who will calculate how much food is consumed to make this urn of wine, or if this family gives wine, that family wants wine!

It happened that Li Mu took the trouble.To ask for wine instead of food, and to steam three urns with one urn, undoubtedly shifted the reward cost of the entire army to the local aristocratic clan.Calculated in terms of food and grass...however, there is only a lot more!

Unexpectedly, Li Mu had this idea in mind, Zhou Yu laughed loudly, poured a glass of wine and saluted her heroically, and drank it with her head up: "If Ah Mu is an official, he can be the head of the palace with two thousand stones in rank. Nong, who is in charge of rent, tax, grain, salt and iron, ranks among the nine ministers."

Li Muxu drank a little too much. Hearing that his flattery was deliberate and obviously unattainable, he couldn't help curling his lips. Before he thought about it, he deserved it quickly: "If Ah Mu is a wife, she will be the head of the family. Let me make you the poorest general, who can't afford to invite people to drink, and sleeps in flowers and willows without money..."

"What did you say!" Zhou Yu slammed the wine cup on the table, and his eyes were shining brightly.