Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

Yan Qing was not happy but worried, frowned and said: "Is this true? The situation is not so serious."

If it were someone else who said this, he would have laughed and let it go.

As soon as it was replaced by Guo Wuya, who had a brilliant record, he couldn't be careless at all.

Guo Jia was lazy for a while, then said in a brisk tone: "But I just said it casually, my lord doesn't have to take it seriously."

Seeing that Yan Qing's mind had been made up, Xu Shi stopped persuading him, but chatted casually for a while, and had the audacity to eat a sumptuous meal before leaving contentedly under Lu Bu's unkind gaze.

Yan Qing looked at him thoughtfully, but was worried after all, so he patted Lu Bu on the face lightly, and said softly, "Please wait a little longer. I want to follow up and have a look."

I always feel that it is abnormal for Guo Jia to give up so easily, and there may be some tricks.

Without even thinking about it, Lu Bu said, "That Bu also—"

Yan Qing smiled slightly, and flatly refused: "No. You just wait here."

Lu Bu understood Yan Qing's intention to become an incarnation, no matter how reluctant he was, he had no choice but to agree.

White smoke rose up, and then slowly dispersed, revealing a petite black cat.

Lu Bu looked at it without blinking, and his expression inadvertently revealed a bit of eagerness to move, causing it to tilt its head vigilantly, raise its long tail a little, and slowly lift its chin, revealing a pair of golden pupils. He looked back proudly.

Lu Bu suffocated for a moment.

Although in his mind, there is no one who can ban the existence of the chubby gray bird that can lie soft and fluffy in his palm, but the protagonist who turned into a kitten is also... so beautiful .

Just when Lu Bu was at war between heaven and man, Yan Qing had given up studying his strange face, and relying on the soft foot pads, he got out of the window without making a sound, and followed Guo Jia along the path.

Lu Bu missed the opportunity, and he couldn't help but let out a long sigh, full of melancholy.

Yan Qing was unaware of this, although he was not familiar with the cat's body, but after moving it, he felt that it was very useful, and soon caught up with Guo Jia, who had neither long legs nor fast walking.

Sure enough, as he expected, although Guo Jia got on the horse, he didn't rush back home, but turned to the night market, which is always busy because there is no curfew, and strolled in a leisurely manner. for a while.

As if he hadn’t eaten enough, he couldn’t walk when he saw the bustling stalls, so he picked up a lot of delicious snacks, and ate them with each hand, and the guards carried hot paper bags in their arms , with a calm face, obviously already used to it.

The black cat bowed on the branch and meowed angrily.

In the evening, if you eat so many greasy fried products without restraint, even if your stomach is not full, how can your stomach be able to bear it?

Fortunately, Guo Jia was not careless. After tasting them one by one, the rest was rewarded to the guards.

Yan Qing suppressed his anger and observed him patiently for a while, seeing that he wiped his mouth with a silk handkerchief and cleaned his hands, he thought that he was really going back home.

I also thought that following this trip was purely my own mischief, and when I was about to go back, I saw him hiccupping, getting back on his horse, but heading towards the tavern.

Yan Qing gritted her teeth angrily, and had no choice but to follow.

Guo Jia didn't know that his lord followed him leisurely, went straight to the tavern he frequented, and then entered the wing room on the second floor familiarly, while the guards were all sent to guard the door.

This made Yan Qing who was following secretly suffer.

It took him a lot of effort to tumbling up the big tree facing him in an unbelievably clumsy and embarrassed posture. When he finally found a position and was able to lie down comfortably to eavesdrop, he was surprised to find that Guo Jia was not the only one sitting inside.

——Jia Xu, who has always attached great importance to health preservation, and is still the same even if he has the equipment bestowed by him, should have gone to bed at this time on weekdays, but he is here at this time.

There was only one jug of wine on the table, Jia Xu didn't drink a drop, and Guo Jia only poured a glass symbolically, playing with it unconsciously in his hands, and briefly explained what happened just now.

"It's actually like this." Jia Xu stroked his beard and said calmly, "Since my lord has no such intentions for the time being, and you expect His Majesty to bring disaster upon you, you might as well go with the flow."

If you want to change someone else, if you are not sure, you will mistakenly think that Jia Xu's suggestion is to let them stand by and let Liu Kang be the teacher, but Guo Jia suddenly understood, and raised his eyebrows mockingly: "According to Wenhe's meaning, if you really want to To remind His Majesty, or are those Beijing officials not successful?"

Jia Xu nodded: "Whether it is successful or not, Feng Xiao can tell that it is not ignorant if you are talented with literature. And you and the lord have always been known to talk about everything, so it is not difficult for him to talk about it." Guess, if the lord is negligent, you will definitely remind me."

After that, something really went wrong, and Xun Yu could guess that Yan Qing knew clearly, but deliberately let it go, which would inevitably leave some estrangement.

Guo Jia shrugged, and said as a matter of course, "Just for these reasons?"

Jia Xu looked at him helplessly: "What did my lord tell you? Why are you so angry?"

"Why am I so angry?" Guo Jia sighed, her voice was so low that even the black cat with sharp ears and eyes could barely hear the general idea: "When today's son is Liu, Tianyi has already been surnamed Yan! His strength is clearly exhausted , relying on the lord's benevolence, to do some dying struggles. He is not blind to the situation, nor is he ignorant of the people's wishes, but now His Majesty knows that he is incompetent, and takes the initiative to give way... If he is not willing to follow the time, he must Go to rescue...Ming Jun is bestowed by the heavens, he has been at peace for a long time, he has forgotten his sorrows, and he is not afraid of the disaster of Huanling again, which will cause the people to suffer!"

Jia Xu was noncommittal: "My lord treats me like gems, but Wen Ruo is easy-going when it comes to small things, but easy-going when it comes to big things. My lord is definitely not willing to take any risks, and would rather continue to wait. My lord's life is endless, so don't rush for a while." , you don't want to rush in."

It's just that whether it is from the aspect of strategic planning or personal emotion, knowing that the long-term expectation is within reach, and the lord who has been following for many years is only a tacit approval away from enthroning him as emperor, he has to pass it by helplessly...

This gap is not only unbearable to Guo Jia who has the closest relationship with Yan Qing, but also Jia Xu, who thinks he has never been indifferent to things, is also a little uncomfortable.

Guo Jia smiled wryly: "My lord is too attached to affection, which actually hindered me... Forget it, I was impatient, my lord can afford to wait, we should also learn from that concentration."

Jia Xu smiled reassuringly, "Exactly."

The two chatted briefly for a few more words before breaking up.

Yan Qing heard mixed emotions in his heart, and after a long time after the lights went out, he slowly came back to his senses, relying on the stars in the sky to discern the direction, and then walked back quietly.

He couldn't bear to make the loyal Han faction headed by Xun Yu hesitate and sad, and he didn't want to let the friendship between himself and them have cracks, so he decided to turn a blind eye to this great opportunity.

What's more, he has seen the practice of preserving the royal family's reputation and treating it as a mascot in later generations, and he doesn't think it's a big loss.

But he inadvertently neglected that the dream of becoming emperor is not only his own, but also belongs to Guo Jia, Jia Xu and other loyal courtiers who have followed and assisted him for many years.

He was afraid of hurting the feelings of Xun Yu and others, so didn't he also ignore Guo Jia and the others?

——It's hard to have both.

Yan Qing almost died of worry.

Lu Bu sat obliquely on the couch, reading a book absorbedly, but still easily discerned the subtle noises from the other side of the window.

"My lord?"

He threw away the book happily, and hurriedly got up to meet him.

The preoccupied Yan Qing didn't give him a chance to pick him up, he read the incarnation's congratulatory speech dully, then returned to his original state, indulged himself as if he was weak, and fell straight forward into Lu Bu's arms.

Lu Bu hugged him carefully before asking softly, "What happened?"

Yan Qing closed her eyes and sighed deeply: "It's nothing, I just have something to ask you."

Lu Bu nodded seriously.

Yan Qing opened his eyes and looked at him intently: "Really, do you hope that I will follow His Majesty's wishes this time and go to Beijing to accept this concession?"

Lu Bu said without hesitation, "I hope so."

Yan Qing frowned indiscriminately, with a smile on his face: "Why?"

Lu Bu chuckled, his thick and rough face blushed with embarrassment: "Bu has seen that dragon chair several times before."

Yan Qing looked at him suspiciously, held back and did not urge him.

Lu Bu's eyes were slightly empty, and even filled with dreams and yearning: "The chair is long and wide, golden..."

Yan Qing thought he knew what Lu Bu wanted to say, so he couldn't laugh or cry, and said teasingly: "If Mrs. Lu really likes it that much, I can ask someone to make one for your husband and put it in the cellar, so that you can sit down and melt together again without having to touch it." The old one that has been ridden by countless people."

In fact, if you go to hide the dragon chair privately, if you want to put it in a normal time, you will undoubtedly be properly labeled as a rebel.

But after decades of meticulous management, no matter how humble Yan Qing is, he has the consciousness that at least he has the ability to overwhelm the sky in the states under his rule.

Not to mention just secretly building a dragon chair, he obviously has all the financial and manpower required to produce the emperor's standard equipment, as well as the ability to keep secrets.

Lu Bu, who was immersed in his own thoughts, was startled when he heard the words, and it took him a long time to realize, he waved his hands hastily and said, "No, no."

Yan Qing asked strangely: "What is that?"

Lu Bu hesitated and refused to speak.

Yan Qing: "Oh?"

In a blink of an eye, the two have been married for decades.

Yan Qing sees that Lu Bu is so clingy that there is no lower limit, and his natural admiration for idols has almost faded away, but Lu Bu's mentality is as young as a hundred years old, and he is like a boy in his first love all day long.

Seeing Lu Bu's reaction of dodging his eyes, Yan Qing's mind crackled, and he knew very well that this was clearly a ghost.

Yan Qing squinted his eyes, pretending to glance at him suspiciously, and Lu Bu looked away in a panic, yelling from left to right that he was sleepy and had to rest.

Yan Qing responded slowly, and at the moment when he lay down with his back facing her, he quietly threw Zhang 'Know Yourself, Know Your Enemy' on it.

However, the next development took Yan Qing by surprise.

Immediately afterwards, what popped up was not a simple heartfelt sentence, but a very specific, gorgeous, and extremely exhilarating picture.

The protagonist in the painting is not someone else, but 'him' himself.

It's just that 'he' is wearing loose clothes, not the usual purple clothes, but a delicate and luxurious dragon robe, the neckline is greatly parted, revealing a large area of ​​white and delicate skin, a graceful and slender neck, and a clear and beautiful face. on the collarbone.

'He' has a lazy expression, but his eyebrows and eyes are extremely charming, he is lying softly and relaxed on the golden dragon chair, golden yellow and snow white complement each other, black hair hangs down like a waterfall, the contrast is so sharp...

"——What do you think about all day long!"

But in the blink of an eye, the melancholy just now was gone, leaving only Yan Qing who was full of shame, who couldn't bear it anymore.

With a violent kick, he kicked hard on the ass that was as firm as a rock.