The Rise of the Three Kingdoms from the Ten Changshi Rebellion

Chapter 103 Serving
"Since that's the case, then I announce that Tianyu Tiangurang officially appointed you as Captain Fengwei, but according to the agreement, if you want to be promoted, you must get twice the merit of ordinary people. Do you have any objections?"

"I have no objection! In the end, the value of the owner is only rewarded by the dog's hard work!" Tian Yu didn't pretend, knelt down obediently, and extended his hand to thank.

"It turns out that she also has time to settle down..." Tianyu's big transformation made all the officials sigh in their hearts.

"Okay, it's late, everyone should have a good rest! Tomorrow I will announce the rewards for this battle!" Now that everything that should be done is done, Zhang Luba naturally wants to come back as soon as possible.

Everyone knows the interest and farewell.As for Tianzhou and Tianyu who have not yet settled down, Zhang Luba arranged a temporary residence for them in Zhang's residence.

As soon as he got home, Zhang Luba found that the mansion was a little different. There was a white lantern hanging in front of the door!

Who is dead again? !!
Zhang Luba immediately ignored the two people around him and rushed forward.

The holder wants to see Zhang Lubu, there is no expressway, so he handles it, and even stretches out his hand and shouts: "The owner..."

He entered the hall, black and white "lying" below, the coffin lying in the hall, in the coffin, shaking the "old" South China March.

"He died last night and left suddenly, but he was still calm. He just didn't see you, maybe he was a little regretful..." Zhao Yu quietly approached Zhang Luba and said in a low voice.

Although the other relatives were a little happy when they saw Zhang Luba, they also knew that it was inappropriate to be overly happy at this time.What's more, they were all a little upset because of Nan Hua's death, so they were still standing there, and there was a faint scream...

"Well, he has worked in the Zhang family for so long, he should take a good rest..."

I don't know why, but Zhang Luba knew that Nanhua had committed a capital crime, but why was he so sad?
Two tears fell on the ground, and Zhang Lubu realized that his unconscious "uncle" in South China had really become his uncle because of the long time.

"Old and dead, don't forget to mend my tears after resurrection..." Zhang Luba whispered in his ear when he approached the coffin and looked at Nanhua's kind face.

From then on, Nanhua disappeared from Zhang's mansion and only existed in Zhang's family tree.

Yangzhou, originally because of Zhang Luba's triumphant celebration, was completely divorced by Zhang's funeral.Everyone wisely decided to keep silent.No grieving or celebrating, just doing it.

The next day, Zhang Luba still appeared in Yemen.After spending the afternoon presenting awards to the generals, Xu Huang was put in charge of the awards for the remaining soldiers.

He was originally entrusted by Huang Zhong, but he and He also regarded Zhang Ming (Nan Hua) as his uncle, and he even regarded him as his teacher after teaching for more than ten years.My nephew, as the guardian of the mourning hall, is not suitable for running.

Although Guan Yu has no attachment to Nanhua, he has taught Zhang Luba for many days in his residence, so he intends to serve Nanhua for three months with the etiquette of a student.

Others, including Ren Wu, came to pay homage one after another, and if they couldn't, they also invited their family members to come and honor Nanhua for three months.

Zhang Lubu's mansion is quite lively, and it can be said that Master Zhang Lubu is too busy to receive those guests who came to mourn Nanhua.After three full days of work, the guests gradually dwindled.Finally, he was released, and Zhao Yu came to Zhang Lubu with a book by Miss Zhu.

"It's a letter to my uncle. It's been a while since I saw the ink marks. I was afraid that my uncle would know that I had reached the limit, so I wrote the letter in advance, just in case..." In the end, because of the woman's sentimentality, Zhao Yu , giving full space, she sobbed.

And Zhang Ruibad took the bamboo and looked at the open one.

The content is as follows:

Dear nephew, if you see this bamboo slip, it will count as my death.I am also very happy to have lived for so long, but it is a pity that I didn't mix up the two "rarely live" in the title, which made my heart a little confused.

My funeral probably made you feel bad, right?There are so many students and so many guests in the Zhang family, and there is not a single qualified housekeeper.I'm afraid you will be more uncomfortable outside in the future.

I have a son named Zhang Yu, who is in his 30s this year, and he finally saw heaven.Suddenly, I thought I would guard you for the rest of my life, but I could still find my own seed.So I'm going to breathe a sigh of relief when I die.

Zhang Yu, I saw him after you set off.We were happy for a while, and I let him master the housekeeping skills.Now I'm gone, if you can trust your cousin, let him succeed as a housekeeper.He will not let you down.After all, he also received my education from an early age.Even though he has been separated for more than ten years, he is still a good person with accumulation from his previous life.

Don't think about me, I'm an old man in his 60s, approaching 70s.Died before dawn, like those who died at the age of 40, they have already earned money.Life is short, respect the people in front of you!Although you can't control your concubines, you have to pay less for them in the future.You know, every time you marry a friend, you give them more love.They did. What about the "old man"?
Stop talking nonsense, don't forget to give me three years of filial piety, or I will let my nephew beat you to death!
Finally, I finished this difficult letter with a humorous sentence.After Zhang Luba read the letter, almost all the female relatives cried again.

Since ancient times, the male protagonist has many horses, but put yourself in the position of female protagonist and partner, are you ready to share your man with other women?Nanhua's words fully expressed their bitterness.Recalling the past, Nanhua's kindness to their elders, these relatives have become a little calm, and began to fidget again.

Ten days later, a greeting came from Luoyang, as if the news of Uncle Zhang Luba's death had reached Liu Hong's ears.And when the greeting came, there were two young children, Zhang Heng and Zhang Long.

For Nan Hua, Zhang Heng, who was going to get married this year, had to postpone his marriage for a year.He is not a direct member of the Nanhua family, he only needs one year to serve Xiao, and after three months he will return to Luoyang and continue to serve the Xiyuan Eight Sects.

Zhang Heng also had a similar situation, but he only needed a little surgery.Who knows what will happen if there are so many variables in between a year from now?You know, next year is 188 years old.Who knows if Liu Hong died in 189?
In the battle for hegemony in the harem, a child Zhang Heng is not suitable to participate.He is different from his big brother Zhang Long, there are no changes in his hands that anyone should be wary of.

Liu Hong's will was similar to what Zhang Lubu thought: it was nothing more than appointing Zhang Ming to Guan Neihu and declaring his loyalty to Zhang Ming for three months.

And Zhang Luba himself wrote a letter, eloquently full of gratitude and loyalty to Liu Hong, and of course he did not forget to joke at the end.In short, try to make Liu Hong calm and don't think that Zhang Luba is far-fetched and superficial.

Looking at the two young children in front of me, they are very mature after a year.

Zhang Long's water chestnuts have been smoothed out a lot.In Luoyang, he learned to communicate and hide.What's more, through the study of these processes, martial arts have been improved to a higher level. While successfully defeating the other eight factions of General Xiyuan in battle, Liu praised him as the "Three Hussars" of the big man.As for the second one, of course it is Zhang Luba.

(End of this chapter)