New Story of Lv Bu

Five or six thousand people rushed and rushed into the six-foot-wide passage. The passage was too narrow and there were too many people, which immediately squeezed the Han army. The crowd flooded the Han army, the people in front rushed wildly, the people in the middle were squeezed into a pile, and there was a huge tail behind. People shoved, cursed, and cried trying to open a gap and let their bodies squeeze in. The turbulent flow of people began to rush into the array of Han troops. The Han troops in the column were squeezed to the ground. Several soldiers were still crushed to the ground by the flow of people, and they didn't seem to be alive. "Don't squeeze! Don't squeeze!" "Slower, slower!" The Han soldiers shouted in vain, answering them with fists, crutches and even saliva! The people have collectively fallen into madness, whoever stops them from advancing is their enemy! He squeezed forward desperately, and didn't care what was in front of him!

Zhang Wu hugged his sister and ran wildly, his clothes soaked with sweat. He began to gasp for breath, and his legs began to weaken. Can't stop! Stop being trampled to death! Wow?????? He let out a stern howl, and rushed forward with all his strength. What's in front? A group of people are running fast on horses, holding bows in their hands, the bows are facing themselves? A sharp pain came, and his consciousness began to blur. Why was he so sleepy?

Zhang Wu fell heavily to the ground, face up to the sky, he rolled over subconsciously, and tightly protected his sister under him. Pupupupu, four or five arrows were nailed to Zhang Wu's back, and the carved feathers on the tail of the arrow were still trembling puff! Zhang Wu spit out a big mouthful of blood, tilted his head to the side, and leaned softly on the cold ground.

Sister, I'm going to be company with my brother??????

The little third son walked down the street without abandoning his soul, and everyone's faces slowly emerged in front of him, and one by one slowly disappeared. The little third son's ears seemed to have lost their function. He only saw faces, caring, pleasing, and flattering?????? but couldn't hear what they were saying. He only knew that his wife Xi'er was in the hands of those demons and could be tortured by inhumans at any time. How to do? How can I do? The little third son asked himself over and over again, with his dear wife on one side and his noble man on the other. He really didn't know how to choose!

The little third son returned to his residence in a daze, and fell on the couch. He tightly covered his mouth with his hands, tears bursting into his eyes. Slightly salty tears flowed through the corners of his mouth, ticking on the quilt, and a piece of it was wet after a while. That person's words still appeared in my ears, accompanied by those long, slender, cold eyes, staring at the person and the whole body was full of chills. "Little Sanzi, what you have to do is very simple, that is, put this big packet of medicine in the noon food, as long as you finish this thing, you can see your Xi'er. But there is a little The limit, cannot exceed the time limit, exceeds, your Xi'er is the wife of those four people, they will definitely make her ecstatic! Hahahahaha."

Not time? The little third son quickly got up and looked at the hourglass. It was already two quarters, and it was less than two hours before that person's time limit! He quickly got up, washed his face in a hurry, and came to the back kitchen. There were already seven or eight cooks in the back kitchen busy, seeing the little third son's red eyes, a few narrowed his eyebrows. "Little third son, I was beaten by my wife today?" "No, how come I was beaten by my wife today? Is it because I was beaten by my wife every day?" "Fuck you! Someone beat me up, how about you? There is no wife, and I run to Yihongyuan every day!" Hahaha, everyone burst into laughter.

The butler Wang Fu's pudgy figure appeared at the door of the kitchen, everyone's laughter stopped in surprise, and they hurriedly bowed their heads to do their own work. Wang Fu walked around in the kitchen and asked a few words quietly. "I said everyone hurry up, the county soldiers are fighting the Xianbei people outside the city, and the prefectural government should do their best! Your food is the greatest support to the front line! Everyone is working hard these days, the Xianbei people are gone I will make up for everyone." Wang Fu paused for a moment: "In extraordinary times, in order to prevent someone from being poisoned, two people must be together no matter what they do! Xianbei spies must not be given a chance!"

This sentence struck the young man's heart hard, and his face was pale and breathing quickly, as if everyone in the room was looking at him. He worked mechanically, fetching water from fifteen buckets in his heart. He didn't care when Wang Fu left, and he didn't notice that Wang Fu and a person whispered for a long time. The eyes of the two people kept staring at him. . Two thoughts have been fighting in his mind, and the balance in his heart has been wandering. For a while it was Xi'er, and the other was Wang Shijun.

"Come on, Sanzi, come and help me." A voice startled the Sanzi. He looked up and saw that it was the old chef who was in charge. Lao Wang Zushang is a cook for many years. He cooks good dishes and cleans up good soup. In Jiuyuan City, he is the first one among the cooks. He has been a chef in the Prefects’ Mansion for eight full years and served four prefects. It is said that Yipinxiang, the most lavish restaurant in the city, offered a salary of 3,000 yuan a month to dig him. He didn't go there. When he asked him the reason, he always smiled without explaining.

The little third son followed the old Wang to the wine cellar in a muddled manner. The job was very simple, that is, to move twenty jars of wine to the lobby, and it was done in a moment. Lao Wang took a thin-mouthed teapot, poured a large bowl of bitter tea and drank it. "Little third son, sit down. Our father and I are not outsiders. I did my best when you enter the prefectural palace. You don't have to pay attention to those imaginary sets." Old Wang poured a big bowl of bitter tea and placed it in front of the little third son. "Come on, take a sip of tea first. This bitter tea is bitter, but it is the most relief from fatigue. It seems that your eyes are red and you have cried. Why? Have you encountered something difficult?"

The little third son clenched his hands tightly and nodded silently. "What? It doesn't seem to be easy to export, or it's a big deal." The little third son nodded silently. "Little Sanzi, I didn't go to the Yipin Building for 3,000 dollars a month to dig me. Do you know why?" The little Sanzi shook his head. "In order to dig me out, the owner of the Yipin Building prepared to open his stove. The stove Zhang has been with him for eight years. Why? The businessman pays a lot of money. Zhang now pays 1,000 yuan a month and opens it. He saves a thousand dollars every month. I said I won’t do this. Lao Zhang has been with you for so long. I went to make him lose his job. This is unkind! The Taishou Mansion has always been good to me and left the Taishou Mansion. You are unrighteous! I can't do this unkind thing! You are also the person on the scene, and I have to give you some face, and someone will ask me in the future if I don't want to go. The owner is full He blushed and left. Later, Zhang came to my house with a four-colored gift to thank me, and I told him."

Old Wang fixedly looked at the little third son, and paused every word. "What about being a human being, you must know how to be grateful. No matter how big things are, you can't do things that are inferior to pigs and dogs! Little third son, am I right?"

Wow?????? The little third son burst into tears, knocking his head heavily on the ground. "Uncle Wang, they asked me to harm Wang Shijun, but I can't do it! But if I don't do it, Xi'er will be over!"

The person in front of him turned out to be Ma Cheng, the current Wuyuan County magistrate! Seeing Qian Feng's surprised gaze, Ma Cheng looked melancholy. "The Ma family lived in Wuyuan. Originally, I wanted to report to the court, An Li Shun, and earn a future for myself. I never thought that the prefect would change the lantern like a horse, but it is not my Ma family's turn, so it’s good, then it’s dead. Be a state and county hero with this heart. But your children and grandchildren always have to be motivated if you want to be an official? A place for Taixue costs 200,000 yuan, plus all kinds of fees, a year for a Taiyuan student to 400,000 yuan Always look for a backer behind, the backer is even more ruthless, the Ma’s who searched for it almost became pants! It’s difficult for the state and county to be powerful! So, I took refuge in Xianbei with a cruel heart and a stomped foot!"

Qian Feng suddenly realized that it is no wonder that Ma Han's position as a county prime minister has been as stable as Mount Tai for eight consecutive years. It turned out that the Xianbei people were supporting their backs. Not everyone can hold these thick legs. Thinking about my life now hanging by the hands, I couldn't help but sighed because of the unpredictable good and bad. "I was originally a small person, unable to control my own destiny at all. No matter how big an official is, it is nothing more than a puppet in the hands of a big person."

For some reason, Ma Cheng has a lot of words today and always doesn't touch the topic. "Yes, everyone has desires and needs. This path cannot be satisfied, so I have to choose another path! Lord Qian was in Siwencao, stomping the mountains and shaking his feet, no less depraved than me and other mediocre officials. , How did you go this way?" These words triggered Qian Feng's emotions, his face was full of depression, and he looked forward in a daze, as if he was remembering something.

Xu Zhuzi sat there like a clay sculpture and wood carving, but Xu Chenzi couldn't bear to be lonely, staring around with wide-eyed eyes. Lao Liu still smiled like a sign on his face, lowered his eyebrows and looked at his hands, which were warm and white as if they were carved from suet jade.

"You only see the benefits of the Beijing official, but you have never seen the difficulties of the Beijing official! Everyone who has a successful career has a backer, or imperial family, or aristocratic family. It is impossible for the cold people like me, even if we work hard for a lifetime, In his early days. Besides, once he entered Siwen Cao, he couldn’t make it for life. That’s it in this life, but what about children and grandchildren? You can’t join Siwen Cao again, right? Shidaoer, no matter how hard you struggle, you can't escape, let's let it happen."

Did Ma Cheng nod his head? Just as Qian Feng's words were about to be spoken, the door opened, and an entourage leaned in and whispered a few words in his ear. The ears of Xu Zhuzi and Lao Liu quivered at the same time, apparently hearing the content of the words clearly. Ma Cheng nodded, and then went on.

The room fell into silence again, and everyone was thinking about their thoughts.

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