Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

Gongsun Zan was so angry that he vomited blood that day, and after the wound relapsed, he was forced to rest in bed.

However, whenever he is awake, he can hear the noise outside, and what he gets is the bad news that the watchtower is destroyed by the inexplicable sky fire every day. better.

Two days later, Yan Qing learned through detailed work that if there was such a big gift for such a modest harassment, he would rather work harder than go faster.

He is not an upright gentleman who does not take advantage of others' dangers, as the world thinks, especially at this critical moment when staying for one more day means consuming a lot of food and grass, and he has to take advantage of his illness to kill him.

Who made Gongsun Zan's mood fluctuate so much, sitting on hundreds of nearly a thousand watchtowers, he only burns a dozen or so a day, and he can be so angry?

Yan Qing didn't know that he had unintentionally spoiled Gongsun Zan's affairs over and over again, causing the other party's resentment towards him to be really extraordinary.

He only knew that in the great Han Dynasty, where the medical conditions were backward, those who still care about their injuries even when their injuries are still unhealed are basically unable to escape the end of an untimely death.

Even the heroes who have gone down in history, such as Zhou Yu and Sun Ce, were not spared.

Fortunately, due to his deliberate guidance and coercive requirements, the civil servants and generals under his tent gradually became more concerned with health preservation, and spontaneously learned to cherish their own life—even if they are as quick-tempered as Lu Bu or Sun Jian. Intense, occasionally can not help the waves fly, but it is still rough and fine, depending on the situation.

If Yan Qing, who was carrying Xiantao, was not in the base camp, they would consciously restrain themselves a bit.

Under Yan Qing's more and more frequent arson, Gongsun Zan's injury did not get better, and Lu Bu and other generals soon discovered that the enemy general who was in charge of commanding the soldiers on the fort to throw stones and shoot arrows to resist their attack, Tossing and turning, there are only a few

Either Gongsun Zan's son, or Gongsun Zan's younger brother.

After Lu Bu made this discovery, he had a rare scheming plan. At night, he used this as an excuse to severely reprimand Gongsun Zan in front of Yan Qing. Big ass.

Yan Qing couldn't laugh or cry when he heard it: "It's human nature to use cronyism, and it should be different from person to person. If the relatives are impeccable, or extremely talented, and can be qualified for the position, there is no one who abandons relatives because of too close blood relationship." Reason? Don’t take it too seriously.”

In his view, the "country" at this time is nothing more than an enlarged and mythical family business. Even the famous Cao Liusun in history and the subordinates who formed their initial team are mostly related.

With the development and growth in the later stage, new blood is added, but the core people are usually the old group connected by blood.

Although Liu Bei has no relatives, his relationship with his two righteous brothers is even closer than his wife.

Thinking of Liu Bei, Yan Qing couldn't help but feel a little playful.

Although Cao Cao had other plans, but he was also an official of the court, and he still interceded for Ding Yuan intentionally.

But Gongsun Zan, as a senior fellow of Liu Bei, also offered a helping hand symbolically when Liu Bei was at his worst in his early years, and asked him to be named a county magistrate.

Now I am in great misfortune, but I don’t see that he has been promoted to a general with a miscellaneous title, and he has also been conferred the title of Tinghou, the least valuable of the titles—but he is still a real Beijing official. A few words of plea.

Maybe it's useless to say it clearly, or he doesn't want to arouse Yan Qing's disgust, or he understands that even if he sells this favor to his senior brother, it will be wiped out with the other party's demise in the near future, so he simply doesn't need to do so.

Although Lu Bu didn't answer, he said, "Although I'm not convinced, but since my lord said so, I won't refute it."

Yan Qing broke free from his thoughts, and didn't hear the expected conversation, subconsciously raised his eyes, and caught the once-in-a-lifetime and fleeting scene of Lu Bu slightly puffing his face, almost laughing out loud.

Lu Bu keenly caught Yan Qing's changing expression, but he didn't notice his own micro-expression. He only instinctively became serious and frowned in confusion.

The small bulges on the cheeks with cold lines and thin outlines also disappeared.

Yan Qing felt a little regretful, but couldn't help itching, so he simply stretched out his hand, gently raised Lu Bu's jaw with his index finger, and rubbed it with his thumb frivolously, with the appearance of a disciple molesting a good girl: "If it is true If you want to settle the matter, Mrs. Lu is clearly a great general with real skills, and she can be classified as a kind of bedside wind."

Lu Bu, whose chin was raised for no reason, obviously didn't understand the meaning of Yan Qing's action, and at first he just blinked innocently.

After thinking about it, he simply followed Yan Qing's strength and lifted his chin very cooperatively, so as to save himself from being too heavy and tired, the lord turned his fingers upwards, and grinned flatteringly.

As for Yan Qing's ridicule, because he put all his heart and soul into that slender finger that was as shiny as jade, he didn't listen to a word of it.

Yan Qing's smile suddenly froze.

Not to mention the foolishness of the molested 'Lu's daughter', not only did she not resist, she was simply too cooperative, making him suddenly lose her sense of accomplishment...

The key was that he suddenly realized that although the two were sitting in the same position, the difference in height was still there.

Therefore, it would be fine if he didn't do this action. After all, Lu Bu always bowed his body slightly and looked at him seriously with his head slightly lowered, so that he had the illusion that the two were not much different in stature.

But after doing it... you can really only see the chin.

What do you eat to grow so big?

Yan Qing resentfully withdrew his hand, ended this unreasonable whim, and waved it with a wave of lost interest: "Please run over and ask how the tunnel is going."

On the surface, they were attacking the city with siege equipment. In fact, the moment Yan Qing saw Gongsun Zan building an archery tower, he secretly ordered people to dig a tunnel leading to the fortress.

However, it needs to be concealed and the conditions are limited, so the progress is relatively slow. When I asked yesterday, it was said that it would take several days to complete.

Lu Bu was a little dumbfounded at the fact that Yan Qing turned his face like a book, but he still obeyed the order instinctively, and went out without saying a word.

In fact, Yan Qing knew that the resentment he had suddenly expressed just now was very unreasonable, but for some reason, he was kind to other advisers, military commanders, even Guo Jia, who was still a close friend, couldn't do it. To be bullied at will like this is still very leisurely and lazy with peace of mind.

From this point of view alone, Lu Bu's position in his heart is also unique.

If you want him to know, you will have to giggle for a while, right?

After Yan Qing stared at the direction where Lu Bu's back disappeared just now for a while, she didn't realize that there was a gentle smile on the corner of her lips all the time. With the good mood brought about by this unreasonable trouble, she continued to bury her head in the boring and heavy official documents.

When Guo Jia came, he happened to see Yan Qing throwing a stack of thick letter paper into the brazier, sniffing it lightly, and couldn't help but ask, "From the other side of the capital?"

Yan Qing raised his eyebrows in surprise: "What kind of nose is this? You can smell it all."

Guo Jia slightly sniffed proudly: "Osmanthus wood is very fragrant, mostly favored by Beijing officials."

Yan Qing let out a half-belief, let go of the remaining letters, and leaned back lazily: "Then you might as well guess who sent it."

Guo Jia said without hesitation: "Sima Fang."

"..."

The corner of Yan Qing's mouth twitched, he couldn't help but stop being lazy, and sat up straight curiously: "Didn't you open it in advance?"

Guo Jia was not angry at Yan Qing's false questioning, and even widened his smile because of this disguised acknowledgment: "Chen Qun was well prepared for the incident, and he moved most of the family out two years in advance. , and the remaining side branches were used as a cover; Sima's eldest son was a little younger and took the whole family with him, but he couldn't call his old father who worked in Beijing."

Yan Qing tacitly added: "But if you say that Sima Fang didn't know about it, I don't believe it. Who doesn't know that Sima Yishi has a strict family education, and everyone is respected and respected by him. No matter how talented Sima Lang is, I don't have the guts to tie the family to such a boat when my father doesn't know anything about it."

Guo Jia reminded: "Since he did this, there must be other support behind him."

Yan Qing shrugged comprehendingly, and glanced at the charred letter paper: "This is why Sima Fang wrote the letter."

The more noble and enduring the family, the more well-versed in self-protection.

Even if you play games when you have to, you will not bet on the same person.

The loyal people who were so staunch enough to dare to die in the Golden Temple were exhausted by the disaster of the party, and the rest were either drifting with the tide, or they were opportunists with hidden ambitions.

Yan Qing said indifferently: "If you want to sing the red face and the bad face, it depends on whether I am willing to join in."

The focus of Guo Jia's attention is: "My lord still likes to watch Baixi?"

"If it's you acting." Yan Qing casually said something perfunctory, and brought the topic back to the right track: "After the tunnel is built, it's better to believe in fire and capture Gongsun Zan and his brothers and sons. We can go back to the south to support."

When the time comes to form a three-way attack, he doesn't believe how long Yanzhou can last.

Guo Jia nodded: "You can also ask the soldiers to bring torches and throw them away when they see the building."

"Well." Yan Qing said casually: "Yes, a few days ago, all ethnic groups in Wuwan and Xianbei sent letters, saying that they had accepted Liu Yu's favor, deeply hated Zan's cruel nature, and forced his benefactor to death. alliance, so as to avenge her..."

Guo Jia's heart was like a mirror, he clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The lord has already answered them."

"Brothers stand against the wall, and defend against their insults." The corners of Yan Qing's lips raised slightly, with a pretty malicious arc: "They are so scrambling to be the first to throw themselves into the net, and they are so high-sounding, how can I ignore it?"

If those wolf cubs who have been coveting Youzhou for a long time, often causing military disasters, and causing people to live in dire straits, are really grateful to the gentle Liu Yu, it would be impossible for Liu Yu to be beheaded by Gongsun Zan. Stand by.

Standing up at this time, it is obvious that Gongsun Zan is just fighting a trapped beast. Most of the territory of Youzhou has fallen under the iron hooves of Lu Bu and Xu Rong's troops. The destruction is a foregone conclusion.

join forces?

--joke.

That was the only thing in Gongsun Zan worthy of his admiration.