Three Kingdoms: Liu Bei abandoned?I cut Mrs. Humi

Chapter 100 Guan Yinping Sneaks Into South County

After the diagnosis and treatment, Cao Cao took out two letters from the table and handed them to Fang Jie.

One was written to him by Cao Xian, and it was just homely, there was nothing to read.

Fang Jie couldn't help feeling a burst of warmth about this, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The other letter was written to Sun Quan by an unknown person, and the content was also very simple.

"A secret agent has been sent to infiltrate Xuchang, Nanjun, and Dangyang to find the mysterious counselor and kill him immediately!"

Fang Jie frowned: "This so-called mysterious counselor, could it be me?"

"Could it be that Sun Quan and Zhuge Liang have already noticed that I am in Cao Ying?"

Cao Cao said: "It's possible, Mu Shui, you have said that Zhuge Liang is very wise and close to a demon, and you have seen through his tricks several times. He will definitely associate you with your existence based on these."

"It's just that he doesn't know that the mysterious adviser is you."

"According to the contents of the letter, they have already placed spy assassins in Xuchang, Nanjun, and Dangyang. It is better for Mu Shui to stay in the army during this time."

Fang Jie nodded and asked, "Is the Prime Minister going back to Xuchang?"

Cao Cao sighed and said, "As long as I leave Xuchang, some of the rats in Xuchang will jump out and make a fuss. Recently, the emperor is not very obedient, so I need to go back and beat him up."

"I will leave the text to command [-] troops to guard Nanjun. Mu Shui, you stay here temporarily and help Wen Ze. After Xuchang calms down, I will let you go back. How about it?"

Fang Jie nodded and said, "That's the only way to go. I will follow the prime minister's orders."

After the serious matter was finished, Cao Cao began to show his rascal temperament again.

"Mushui, can you tell me the recipe of the hot pot so that I can bring it back to Xuchang?"

"Don't worry, as long as the hot pot restaurant is profitable, I won't lose the money you deserve, but I will put these dividends with Xian'er for the time being, and take them to use when you get married in the future, how about it?"

What?You not only want my formula but also my benefits?No more faces.

Looking at the smiling Cao Cao, Fang Jie complained in his heart: Forget it, don't hit the smiling face, let alone this is the prime minister.

If he wants to take advantage, let him take it, it doesn't matter, and in the future Cao Pi will die early, Cao Rui will be useless, maybe this position can still fall on his head.

After figuring it out, Fang Jie took the bamboo tube and wrote down the ingredients for the hot pot on it, but he still kept an eye out for two missing ingredients on the recipe.

Cao Cao got the formula, smiled happily, and immediately put it away carefully.

It made Xu Chu on the side envious.

"Well, Mr. Mushui, when will our hot pot restaurant open? I'm still waiting for a stake."

Fang Jie smiled and said, "I'm already planning this matter, and I'm planning to open two restaurants in Nanjun and Jiangling first."

Xu Chu was overjoyed, and quickly said: "Okay, then I will ask the lord for 200 taels of gold as my investment capital. If I earn a share, I will do well, and if I lose, I will pay for it."

"Is it enough to be righteous? Haha!"

Fang Jie: "[-]% is not enough, at most [-]%!
Xu Chu: "Mr. Mu Shui, you are too dark, aren't you?"

Fang Jie: "Don't drag it, General Wen Ze over there is still waiting for the full payment to join the occupation."

Xu Chu hurriedly said, "Okay, [-]% is [-]%."

On the side, Cao Cao couldn't help laughing as he watched the two bargaining.

Two days later, Cao Cao took the Tiger Guards and the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, left Nanjun, and returned to Xuchang.

Unlike Liu Bei's frustrated and frustrated expression, Cao Cao was elated as if he had won a battle.

A group of people held their heads high and proudly, and they forced this defeat out of the victorious momentum.

Guan Yinping turned into a peasant woman, walking among the refugees in ragged clothes.

Outside the city of Nanjun, there were countless refugees who had fled from the Wulin area. These people were homeless due to the war, and could only drag their families to the north.

In the snowstorm, many people were shivering with cold.

A checkpoint was set up at the gate of the city, and suspicious persons were not allowed to enter the city.

Among these refugees, there might be spies and assassins from the Sun-Liu Alliance.

"Where are you from, where did you come from?"

The patrol sentry stopped the dirty Guan Yinping, and shouted.

"Master Huijun, the civilian woman was a general shrimp, but Liu Bei occupied the land and house a month ago, and drove me out. Even the man in my family was dragged to become a strong man and died on the battlefield."

"Hearing that the north is stable, the woman took her mother-in-law and wanted to go to the north, but she didn't want the weather to be freezing. The woman's mother-in-law had already froze to death on the road."

"The civilian woman hasn't eaten for three days, please ask the military master to give me something to eat, and it's okay to let the civilian woman go to the city to ask for a hot meal."

The sentinel saw that Guan Yinping was only wearing a dirty dress in the snowstorm and was shivering from the cold, so he let him into the city without too much doubt.

Before leaving, he also told her that there is a porridge factory in the city, and the relief is given out once a day, so she should not forget to go there every day.

Guan Yinping thanked him a thousand times and put his hands in his sleeves.

"I thought it would be so difficult to sneak into Nanjun, but I didn't expect it to be so easy."

A gust of cold wind hit, Guan Yinping shivered involuntarily, "Hiss, it's really cold, if I knew it was so easy to get in, I would have put on more clothes."

Guan Yinping couldn't stand the cold anymore, and moved forward slowly along the street with his head shrunk under the eaves.

When she came, she also brought a piece of gold cake, a few pennies of five baht, which was the activity fund Liu Bei gave her.

The most urgent task now is to find an inn to keep warm and buy some clothes at the same time.

In the snowstorm, one or two refugees froze to death on the street from time to time.

In this era, you can see this kind of scene no matter where you go. The heroes only care about attacking the city and conquering the territory, and rarely pay attention to the life and death of these refugees.

Even in Yuzhou under Liu Bei's rule, this situation was not uncommon.

In the severe cold, the hot meat buns just out of the pan are the most popular.

Guan Yinping couldn't stand the cold, so he quickly took out his money and bought two meat buns to warm himself up.

Because of the cold, his hands were shaking from the cold, and the money fell directly on the ground, and a group of refugees around rushed over to grab it.

Among them, there are several children.

Guan Yinping originally wanted to scold them, but his heart softened after seeing the children.

Just follow them madly.

One of the younger girls, who didn't grab it, stood in the wind and snow and cried loudly.

Guan Yinping felt distressed again, walked over and hugged her, and said: "Little sister, don't cry, sister will buy you two meat buns to eat."

The little girl didn't know whether it was cold or what, she kept pushing her head into her arms.

Guan Yinping was helpless, walked to the bun shop and said, "Shopkeeper, give me two meat buns."

The store owner doesn't care whether it's a refugee or something else, as long as they give money, they are all customers.

After agreeing, the shopkeeper took out two meat buns.

"Girl, ten pennies a piece."

Guan Yinping: "So expensive? Why don't you grab it!"

The shopkeeper sighed and said, "Young lady, I don't know something. Now that the war is in chaos and the weather is freezing, how can there be any extra food to make meat buns?"

"The current situation is turbulent and the army is in turmoil. I have no choice but to come out to make a living. A meat bun for ten cents is already the cost price."

(End of this chapter)