Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

On the one hand, it was out of compensation, and on the other hand, she also missed her a little bit. After Yan Qing successfully appeased the extremely coaxing Mrs. Lu, she let her be pressed on the couch with tenderness, and ran amok for a whole night. .

In the early morning of the next day, he rarely woke up earlier than Lu Bu.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she met the familiar handsome face with sword eyebrows and stars. Yan Qing, who was completely accustomed to the rhythm of life of this kind of old couple, felt unbelievably calm and content in her heart.

He involuntarily traced the heroic eyebrows and eyes with his eyes, and there was a gentle smile on the corners of his lips.

He didn't need to guess to know that Lu Bu, who was dedicated to his duty, had been sleeping restlessly these days in order to prevent Xun Yu from getting up in the middle of the night to review official documents.

Now, after exercising heartily and heartily, I know that only in the safest place can I really fall asleep soundly.

He was held tightly in Lu Bu's arms, afraid that even the slightest movement would affect the other party, so he glanced at the thinly lit tent roof, simply remained motionless, and continued to lie down with Lu Bu.

It was this kind of rare time when he was too busy to panic, the pressure in his heart had been hidden all the time, and only then would he quietly surface and express some thoughts that he didn't have time to think about.

In the history of Lu Bu, in the last years of the Eastern Han Dynasty when all the heroes were rising together and the princes were fighting for hegemony, it can be said that meteors plundered the land and were short-lived.

The reputation left behind, apart from his unparalleled powerful force, even in the eyes of Yan Qing, who once regarded him as an idol, he has to admit that it is not good at all.

But no matter what, he fought from his inconspicuous status as the son of a young general in Bianguan to the position of sharing the court with Wang Yun. Although he escaped in embarrassment, he was still the prince who dominated Yanzhou for a while.

Now, out of selfishness, he brought Lu Bu under his command early on, so that although the official positions and titles bestowed by the other party were better than those in history, it also ensured that he could avoid the tragic ending of being hanged and killed in the Baimen Tower, completely changing the trajectory , but it is also destined that Lu Bu can only succumb to him forever, as a general who charges into the battle and masters a heavy army.

In the depths of Lu Bu's heart now, would there be such a dormant ambition left, regretting that he could not be independent?

And to a certain extent, Guo Jia and others who were tied up by his kind care, of course, most likely will not repeat the mistake of dying young.But could their real ideal be that they would rather give up their lives than do anything in order to be bright for a moment and be famous in history?

He has no way of knowing.

Yan Qing stared at Lu Bu's face, dazed.

This slight confusion and sense of guilt are just one aspect of his hidden worries.

What's more, it also comes from this unknowingly walking all the way. Except for some very few cases, there are already no precedents for him to learn from.

There is a long way to go, and like some dynasty pioneers he has read in books, he can only search slowly.

Sometimes I feel that walking is difficult, but I can only pretend to be confident in my chest, but I am actually crossing the river by feeling the stones.

There will only be more and more people affected by his decisions, and the responsibilities on him will become heavier and heavier.

His initial small fights were successfully realized by relying on the cheating gold finger of the card.

But there are only so many people that cards can affect. It is far from enough to manage so many states and counties, and finally... even an entire country.

Even with the help of Guo Jia, Jia Xu, Xun Yu and other talented people, they are mortals after all, and it is impossible for them to be exhaustive, comprehensive, and never make mistakes.

Xun Yu would misunderstand Chen Qun and Sima Lang, and Guo Jia would underestimate Liu Kang's ability to cause trouble.

The final decision can only be made by him.

Just when Yan Qing was full of emotions and thoughts were turbulent, Lu Bu, who was still immersed in a dream, suddenly sucked his nose.

Most of his arms were exposed outside the quilt, and he straddled Yan Qing's waist domineeringly, wrapping her tightly around him. Although relying on his energy and strong firepower, he seemed to finally feel a little cold at the moment.

He hummed twice, tightened his arms that had a thin layer of goosebumps, and shrank back into the warm quilt.

The burly and majestic body is like a hill, obviously able to completely cover Yan Qing, but it is carefully used only as a heater so that Yan Qing can cling to it comfortably.

Yan Qing's eyes moved slightly.

He realized belatedly that since the day Lu Bu shared the bed with him, it seemed that he had never turned over in his sleep.

Instead, he maintained a pure posture of protecting the person in his arms wholeheartedly without any defenses from beginning to end.

Yan Qing stared at him, watched him intently for a while, and finally couldn't help laughing.

He had no doubts that even if he made a mistake sometime, and when he really had nothing and everyone betrayed his relatives, Lu Bu, who was once known in history as greedy, lustful, and power-hungry, would protect him and fly away without hesitation.

I said a few words to Lu Bu just now, but isn't he also the same?

——Only by your side can make my heart feel at ease.

Yan Qing closed her eyes, turned her head sideways, and gently kissed Lu Bu's other arm resting on him.

When Lu Bu, who didn't know anything about it, came out of the tent with his body bubbling with beauty, he saw heavy snow falling outside, so he turned around and asked Yan Qing for instructions.

"It's snowing heavily?" Yan Qing was not surprised: "It's about time. If this is the case, let's stop for one more day."

It was also more convenient for Guo Jia to join them.

Lu Bu snorted, and quickly passed Yan Qing's order on.

As soon as Yan Qing was about to go out, Lu Bu quickly wrapped a scarf made of fox fur around his neck: "Where is my lord going now?"

Yan Qing raised his chin, kissed Lu Bu's lowered cheek naturally, and said with a smile: "Of course I'm going to the main tent to handle business. You should go too, it's snowing outside, if you want to inspect it yourself, Don't run away either."

Lu Bu was suddenly attacked by surprise, he was at a loss for a moment, and then his face was full of unconcealable flattery, and it took a long time before he came back to his senses and said, "Here!"

Yan Qing nodded in satisfaction, and really left this time.

Although Xun Yu was a bit more honest in not lighting up the night battle secretly, but as a countermeasure, he logically moved the time when he got up a little earlier.

Yan Qing realized that, apart from being helpless, she couldn't do anything else.

Xun Yu adopted a roundabout strategy that did not harm his body, so it was fine if he didn't encourage it. Should he blame his subordinates for being too hardworking?

If it gets out, I'm afraid that the princes either secretly resent him for being a good boy for taking advantage of it, or slander him for gaining fame and excessively buying the hearts of scholars.

It's just that before Xun Yu's arrival, Yan Qing really didn't expect that there would be a day when he would have to rely on robbing to get a job.

Before he opened the newly delivered military newspaper sealed with beeswax, he subconsciously took a look at Xun Yu, who had a calm face, like a vase of gentle and elegant jade statue, who was walking around with pen and paper.

He only glanced casually, but Xun Yu caught it keenly. He paused for a moment, and raised his eyes in search: "Do you have any orders, my lord?"

Yan Qing thought for a while, and said simply: "The urgent battle report from Yanzhou, if you are not in a hurry, why not read it together."

"Here."

Without saying a word, Xun Yu put down his pen and walked over, and sat down next to Yan Qing.

Smelling the faint scent of incense, Yan Qing frowned slightly, and unconsciously relaxed a little.

Probably because he lived with Xun Yu for a long time, the spices used by Lu Bu smelled exactly the same as Xun Yu's.

After unfolding it, he habitually glanced towards the end, and immediately let out a 'huh'.

The seal at the end of this military newspaper was not that of Sun Jian, the coach of the Yanzhou battlefield, but that of Zhou Yu, the newly appointed governor of Xuzhou.

As a new official who took office and guarded a state, he has gradually figured out some of Yan Qing's temper in the past few years. When Zhou Yu adjusted his words and sentences, he wisely omitted the inherent traits among most princes at this time. At the beginning of the compliments formed by Chinese words and brocade sentences, it is only to say the key points concisely, and add some supplements.

The content this time is also as concise as ever. In short, it is to report that the process of taking over Xuzhou is very smooth, and then seeing that the Yanzhou front is tight, Sun Ce is obliged to lead troops for reinforcements.

Now Yuan Shu in Yanzhou is a lone army, but he is besieged mercilessly by the four armies of Zhao Yun, Sun Jian, Zhang Liao and Sun Ce. .

After Chen Qun saw this, he advised him to order the generals to take back the front line little by little, clear away all the food and grass, to make a strong wall and clear the field, and contact multiple parties at the same time to achieve a joint vertical and horizontal alliance as much as possible.

To make matters worse for them, those who stubbornly resisted and obeyed Yuan Shu's orders loyally, except for some state soldiers, were only tenants and private soldiers under the jurisdiction of the family.

Most of the people in Yanzhou had received the favor of Yan Qingshi, and they missed that benevolent government very much. They didn't have any good feelings for Yuan Shu, who basically did nothing good after the rebellion, except for raising taxes and searching for beautiful women.

In the past, they were afraid of those tall and burly soldiers, but now that Sun Jian's soldiers came, many rushed to surrender, not to mention that there were also relatives who actively lobbied their families to join the army, and also raised their weapons to surrender.

However, most of the aristocratic families have deep backgrounds, especially after the disaster of the Yellow Turban, they have built their own barriers to defend against the enemy, and the private soldiers they raise are well-trained and equipped, so they are definitely not easy to deal with.

They are very clear that once they fail, the fate of these families who participated in the rebellion is mostly to be uprooted or exiled from afar, and as pawns, either end will lead to a dead end.

So no matter how nicely Sun Jian shouted, the descendants would not be killed, but they would still die in battle.

Sun Jian couldn't do anything about it, he could only curse secretly, and slammed with them with his hands tied.

It is probably because he thinks about minimizing the wear and tear every day, which leads to several stubbles of gray hair.

He didn't know that if he used the killing ring a few times to scare the chickens and monkeys, the resistance he encountered later might be weaker.

But in the final analysis, it still belongs to them!It is very likely that he himself will be the one who will govern here in the future!

The more severe the damage is now, the more troublesome it will be to rectify it later.

Every time he won a city, Sun Jian felt his heart bleed when he saw the bottomless grain and grass in the city.

On the other side, he was desperate, and he didn't have so many worries at all.

Yan Qing read it word by word, and soon reached the end of the military newspaper.

The higher-ups were asking whether to break through the tortoise's shell by force next, or to wait patiently outside, risking Yuan Shu's success in contacting the master, until the food inside ran out.

Yan Qing looked at Xun Yu: "What does Wen Ruo think?"

Even though his influence has greatly expanded, Yanqing's deepest affection is still Yuzhou, the base camp where he first made a fortune and has been operating for the longest time.

For Xun Yu, it was also his hard work for many years, and Yan Qing must respect his views and opinions.

How can Xun Yu fail to appreciate the concern behind Yan Qing's question?

He felt a little warm in his heart: "It is enough for the fourth army to keep two shares, and it is better to surround them."

The reason why he escaped so late was not only because of the tight guard.

When he knew that the time to escape had not yet come, he asked the dead soldiers who were still under his command to deal with some grain and grass that had been kept in the back and would not be used for a while.

Yuan Shu would never have imagined that more than [-]% of the food that was tightly held in his hands and made him feel at ease, had been quietly filled with water into cloth bags and rice jars, turning into poisonous moldy rice .