New Story of Lv Bu

For the next three consecutive days, every day was so, so, and so, performing extremely complicated rain praying rituals. The people of Luoyang City, the capital of the capital, were well-informed, but this time they opened their eyes. Mr. Kang Cheng was sympathetic to the people, and specially brought out all of Yulongmanyan's various operas, and he performed a full set of various tricks for three days in a row.

"Hey! I really opened my eyes this time! The old man is already seventy-three this year. It is the year when the saint passed away. After watching this full set of dramas, he died today without regrets!" A clean old man with a beard and hair like frost and snow, accompanied by a dozen children and grandchildren, while watching a variety of operas, while expressing emotion. "Look at what you said! Your old body is strong and strong, and you walk faster than me. It's no problem to live to two hundred!" A seven or eight-year-old grandson said with a pouting face. "Good, good! Good grandson said well! The old man borrowed your auspicious words today to live to be a hundred years old! Let the thief have a good time!" The old man smiled.

The people of the capital city have always cared most about the military affairs, the grandson of Da Sima, the wine of Wang Situ's family, and the wives and concubines of Hou Sili's family fighting for favor?????? These things have always been their lip service. When Dasima offered sacrifices, it was natural that he was too big to scold the thief in public. In less than an hour, it spread throughout Luoyang City, almost everyone knows about it.

"Brother Zhang, have you ever heard of Da Sima scolding the thief about God in public?" a young scholar asked. "I heard it, I've heard it long ago! How can I not know about such a big thing? You are worried that if there is a problem, how will Da Sima step down." Brother Zhang is a 30-year-old tycoon. Man, his body is sturdy, and the tendons on his arms are as thick as the beams of a house.

"I said you scholars, what are you doing foolishly thinking about these things? Since Da Sima said it, you can definitely do it! Even if it is a thief, God does not rain, it is a thief, God is not a thing! What does it have to do with Da Sima? Anyway, I know that what Da Sima said before has been honored! Now, the big guys can eat and wear warmth, and they can also have some spare money in their hands. Isn’t that great? Back then. When we were alive, floods and droughts occurred almost every year, so why didn't you scold the first emperor at that time?"

After Brother Zhang said these words, he picked up the sledgehammer in his hand and clanged the ox plough in his hand. "That's right, Da Sima is not a god, so what does it matter if you say a few words too much?" the young scholar said thoughtfully. "That's right, I was drunk a few days ago, and I said that I want to put the mother-in-law off, shouldn't I do what I should do after waking up? Is it really necessary to stop the mother-in-law?" Brother Zhang said Passing a black towel, wiping the sweat off his body, said nonchalantly.

In the huge city of Luoyang, there were many discussions among officials, nobles, and ordinary people, and they were naturally talking about the same thing. The fact that Da Sima wants to clean up the thief’s heaven has become the first hot news in the Han Dynasty. With the capital of Luoyang City as the center, it quickly radiated to the surroundings. Within three days, it had spread throughout the Central Plains and spread in all directions. Swept away.

Unexpectedly, nine out of ten people in the middle and lower classes came to see this with an entertaining spirit. In their opinion, it was just like what Big Brother Zhang said, just watch the excitement. But the high-ranking officials and wealthy merchants do not think so. They have deep worries in their hearts, and they are also mixed with a bit of gloating, a bit of inexplicable joy.

In the big city of Luoyang, almost none of the hundreds of thousands of people believe that Da Sima is confident.

Yan Yan held a wooden tray in her hand, on which were a few new melons and fruits, and a large pot of herbal tea. She gently walked into Lu Bu's study, and gently placed the tray in her hand on the desk in front of Lu Bu. "Fengxian, you have been sitting here for two hours. It's time to move your nest. Get up, use some snacks and rest." After speaking, Yan Yan rolled up her sleeves and put the copper basin for washing hands. He took it, and stretched out his hand to pull Lu Bu from the side of the case, waiting for him to wash his hands and face.

"Oh! It's so comfortable to wash your face on such a hot day!" Lu Bu washed his face and hands, moistened the towel, rubbed his neck and chest vigorously, and sighed with emotion. "I said Madam, now that you are also Madam Zhaoyi of 2,000 shi, you have to do these things yourself. Isn't the maidservant in the house not enough?"

"Enough! Why not? I am your wife. It's my duty to serve you. They work, and I don’t worry about them. Besides, you’re a lover by nature, and you have caused many romantic cases in your early years In the past ten years, it has really stopped a lot, but you have stopped. There are still a lot of Humeizi and demon girls waiting to rub up. I don't worry if I don't look at you a little bit."

Yan Yan scoured the towels in the copper basin, wrung out and wiped Lü Bu's body, while she kept rubbing her mouth. "Hey! This is what Madam is worried about!" Lu Bu touched his nose awkwardly, and quickly changed the subject. "Madam, now in Luoyang City, I'm afraid I'm all talking about me." "Isn't it? Now you Lu Fengxian has become a laughing stock among certain people! Many people are waiting to see the fun! Tomorrow is thirteen. Now, let me see how you end up!" Yan Yan finally finished wiping, she threw the towel in her hand into the copper basin, motioned the maid to take it down, sat down across from Lu Bu, and looked at him with a smile.

"Oh?" Lu Bu twisted a piece of melon with his hands, put it in his mouth and tasted it carefully. "What does the madam think about this matter?" Lu Bu's question was nonchalant. After all, they had been a husband and wife for many years, and Yan Yan immediately understood it. "Fongxian, I believe you, Mr. Kang Cheng is not stupid, and you are not stupid. Not only are you not stupid, but you two are better than monkeys, am I right?"

"Who knows me, too! Madam! If you have a wife like this, what can your husband want?" Lu Bu smiled, and put a small fork in a piece of fruit and handed it over. "Come here! Madam, please open your mouth and feed you for your husband." Yan Yan gave him a white look and opened her mouth to eat the cake. "Oh, now Lu An and Lu Zheng are fighting outside, and I don’t know how they are doing. If it rains tomorrow, I will call Linglong, sister Hou, mother and son Lu Yi, husband and wife Lingya, and Diao Chan. Come, everyone has a light meal." "Sister Hou, you mean Hou Yu?" Lu Bu was a little surprised, but he understood in a flash. "Madam, you think too much, right?"

"Not much, not much, how do you men know what a woman thinks?" Yan Yan smiled and got up and went out.

In the blink of an eye, it was August 13th, and the entire square was crowded with people starting from the hour of Mao. "Hey! Could all the people in Luoyang City have come here?" Seeing the crowds and thousands of people, even Chen Qun, who has always been happy and angry, and long-sleeved dancing, couldn't help being surprised. Hundreds of thousands of people crowded in the square. Once there was a trampling accident, hundreds of people would die, and the sweat on his body would immediately come off. When he had made arrangements and was wiping out his sweat, the festival began again.

Accompanied by great joy, Mr. Kang Cheng and Matthew often offered three animal sacrifices in front of the altar and prayed silently to God Xuantian. Then personally burned the sacrificial text and poured the ashes into the clear water. The Great Sima Lubu, San Gong and Jiuqing, and the hundreds of civil and military officials, according to the courts, sat in front of the altar in turn, watching their noses and minds, just like an old monk entering Dhyana, waiting and anticipating the arrival of the seven days of heavy rain.

The hour finally arrived, but the sky was still cloudless, and there was no sign of rain. The surrounding people also sat on the ground one after another, waiting for the end of the matter. In the blink of an eye, noon arrived, and dark clouds began to grow in the sky, covering the sun tightly, but it didn't seem to rain yet. The sky is overcast, and the dark clouds are coming, but what about the heavy rain for seven days?

"Brother Changwen, I heard that the aristocratic families in Luoyang City are not optimistic about praying for rain. They believe that this is a disaster from the sky, and it is the result of Da Sima's military rebellion and ignoring the interests of the family." Guo Jia pulled aside. Pulling Chen Qun's sleeves, he said in a low voice. "Bong Xiao? Are you in a hurry? It's not yet time, wait and see." Chen Qun asked with a smile. After all, he is a few years older than Guo Jia, and he knows how serious he is, knowing that on this occasion, everything is better than silence.

Seeing the noon time came, the dark clouds in the sky became denser and denser, but it hadn't rained yet. All of a sudden, the civil and military officials and aristocratic families began to whisper. "Hahahahahahaha! It's about to come, I think how will Lu Fengxian step down?" By Zhao Qian's side, a rich businessman with a fat brain finally couldn't help it, and shouted loudly. "Yes! Yes! Da Sima publicly praised Haikou. If the sky doesn't rain, he will be beaten in the face by the sky, but his face is slapped!" The surrounding wealthy merchants also started. It echoed. Zhao Qian stood in front of him with a smile on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, which of course was the result of revenge. Only Elder Ren held Lu Xun, standing aside from afar, staring at the sky with a solemn expression on his face.

At this moment, I saw Lu Bu suddenly grow up. He suddenly pulled out the Overlord's sword on his waist, pointed it at the sky, and shouted loudly: "God thief, it's not raining yet? When will he stay?" After falling, Gao Shun, Hou Cheng and other soldiers from Bingzhou pulled out their sabers, pointed them towards the sky, and shouted loudly, "God of the thief, it's not raining yet? When do you want to stay?" The voice was strong and shook the mountain. . Strangely speaking, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly became as black as splashed ink, and began to gather towards Luoyang City.

"God thief, it's not raining yet? When do you want to stay?" Lu Bu drew his sword and angered the sky again. "God thief, it's not raining yet? When do you want to stay?" Gao Shun and other soldiers from Bingzhou once again drew their swords and angered the sky. "Holy thief, it's not raining yet? When do you want to stay?" This time, the hundreds of thousands of civilians in Luoyang City pointed to the sky and roared loudly! "God thief, it won't rain yet? When will you stay?" "God thief, won't it rain yet? When will you stay?" "God thief, won't it rain yet? When will you stay?"

Hundreds of thousands of people roared at once, its momentum is like a mountain and the ground is cracked, its sound is like opening up the world, united in one's will, destroying the dry and the dead!

boom! boom! Bang bang bang! Only dozens of thunders exploded at the same time, and the pouring rain finally poured down!