Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a strategist

From Yan Qing's sudden attack, when the two fought each other, to the actual confrontation, Zuo Ci was defeated and had to flee... It seemed like a long time, but it didn't exceed the time of a cup of tea.

Yan Qing squinted her eyes slightly, and stood patiently on the spot until she was sure that Zuo Ci had gone far away, then she slowly let go of the fighting spirit that was almost overflowing, lifted the corner of her robe, stepped on the pure white Taoist robe, and sat down again.

It's not that he doesn't want to cut grass and roots, but because Zuo Ci sees the opportunity is not good, he sneaks too fast, trying to catch a Taoist who is good at ever-changing things in the vast crowd, but it's a waste of manpower and material resources, but makes the other party proud.

After suffering such a big loss, Zuo Ci must not act rashly and treat them as soft persimmons for him to knead and play.

Yan Qing has always been known as a long-sleeved dancer, exquisite in appearance, and pays attention to the gentleman's demeanor of staying on the line in everything. If you do enough work, it will be difficult for those who have suffered from it to have a bad feeling towards him.

No matter how picky people are, they won't be able to find fault with how they behave in the world.

Zuo Ci had no choice but to slam into the minefield, even threatening to take Lu Bu's life. No matter how good Yan Qing's self-cultivation was, he was forced to erupt the volcano.

Anyway, saying a hundred good words to someone who came here with malicious intentions is not as quick and effective as bluntly fighting who has the bigger fist, so why should he waste his efforts?

And after this incident, Yan Qing is equivalent to showing the way to use the cards, so he doesn't have to lie to others in the future, and can practice freely.If Zuo Ci really regained his strength, he would seek their bad luck again. Not only would he be more proficient in the use of cards at that time, but most of the types of cards would also be more complete, so there is nothing to worry about.

Thinking of this, Yan Qing was in a good mood, and his appetite also widened. With chopsticks, he took the cool and delicious fish that almost melted in his mouth, and after tasting it carefully, he showed a little satisfaction.

At this moment, Yan Qing finally saw Lu Bu who was still holding his halberd in a stupid posture, motionless, with only a pair of black and white eyeballs quietly following him, and could not help but laugh: "That Taoist has completely After leaving, what is the lord doing standing there in a daze? Although the minced fish is cold, it is not suitable to put it away, use it as soon as possible, so as not to waste this deliciousness."

Lu Bu just woke up like a dream, put Fang Tian's painting halberd aside awkwardly, walked over boldly and sat down.

He didn't show his face, but he still had lingering fears in his heart.

Whether it's the cumin's anger that wants to kill Zuo Ci, or the indifferent domineering that cuts him off the horse, compared with Yan Qing's gentle and dignified, modest gentleman's posture, it's completely different. two people.

Yan Qing was still a little absent-minded. Seeing that Lu Bu had dropped his weapon and came over, he didn't pay attention to the subtle changes in his expression. He just held a chopstick for him and thoughtfully helped pour the sauce, so he didn't rush Enjoy your share.

Lu Bu chewed the fish silently, as if meeting Yan Qing for the first time, with mixed feelings in his chest.

Naturally, he has never read the phrase "Amidst the conversation and laughter, the mast and scull fly into ashes and smoke", and with his lackluster accomplishment in poetry and prose, he couldn't find an appropriate word to describe Yan Yan. Qing this frightening decision to kill.

He has seen Yan Qing laugh at Yan Yan, turn around and trick others into being sold, and help him count the money without knowing it; I have seen Yan Qing take three blows from him without changing his face, and he was unscathed, but when he really thought that the opponent was indestructible, and his hands were itchy, try again and remember the moment. Extremely fragile, blood spattered everywhere on the spot...

After all, it was the first and only baby on the cusp of his heart since he came out of his mother's womb. Lu Bu had seen Yan Qing's many different faces with his own eyes.

But it was the first time that they fought with short soldiers and even made sharp moves to see blood.

He only pretended to be nonchalant and asked, "Is this the end of the matter?"

Yan Qing was still chewing on the tender fish meat, and said vaguely: "Well, it's resolved."

In order to escape quickly, even the humiliating cockroach was changed, Zuo Ci's injury may even be greater than he imagined.

After the "kill" card is thrown, the opponent has no "dodge" available, so the damage is 100% guaranteed.

"Oh." Lu Bu replied dryly, and continued to find nothing to say: "I'm afraid that bastard will not let it go after such a big setback."

The corners of Yan Qing's lips twitched slightly, and he wrote lightly: "If he wants to come, let him come."

If there is a next time, I'm afraid Zuo Ci's luck will not be so good.

Hearing this, Lu Bu, who was secretly looking at Yan Qing with admiration, couldn't help slipping his Adam's apple quietly.

However, after Lu Bu recalled the reason why Yan Qing changed his low profile and became extremely cruel, these small discomforts brought about by admiration obviously fell on him, and only complacency and joy remained.

Generally speaking, it is a joy to be able to successfully drive away Zuo Ci, a big man who is keen on harming high positions and powers, and lose face. He is a troublesome character who has supernatural powers and often has nothing to do with him. It has to be said that it is a pleasant surprise.

This proves that the effectiveness of the card is more powerful than he imagined.

However, this show of power in full view of the public also brought Yan Qing a lot of follow-up troubles.

Although he had been prepared for a long time and knew that it was inevitable, but when he walked out of the house and felt that everyone's gazes on him were obviously different from before, he still felt quite uncomfortable.

What spreads faster and wider than the flu is not lightning, but gossip.

There were already many witnesses to what happened that day, and most of them were die-hard admirers of Yan Qing. Afterwards, it was spread to ten, ten to hundreds. In the process of propagandizing, the details were exaggerated countless times. , It is already a situation where no one knows, no one knows.

The dazzing, otherworldly and beautiful appearance, as well as the innocent and mellow temperament, not only added a bit of mystery to Yan Qingping, but also became the best evidence that he was not a man in the world of mortals.

Yan Qing intuitively noticed that the sight before was mostly a mixture of amazement, respect and admiration; but now there is nothing but awe of him as a god.

Of course, there are not many people who dare to offend and stare at the majestic Yan Dahonglu all the time, especially those who have heard of miracles from people who have been fortunate enough to experience the mysterious and mysterious. For fear of being discovered, he hides his head and tail.

However, it is very difficult for Yan Qing to force herself to ignore the voyeurism that they think is covert enough.

It's just that Yan Qing is gentle and tolerant by nature, and he doesn't want to scold others easily for this curious peek, even if he feels uncomfortable all over, he doesn't reveal the slightest.

... Not to mention that there is no need for him to speak, sometimes just looking at someone unintentionally, can make the other party tremble and bow down in panic.

It seems that he really regarded him as a living fairy.

After hesitating for a few days, seeing that the momentum of everyone paying attention to him has no intention of stopping, Yan Qing was so annoyed that he simply closed the door, except for discussing matters, he was only in the study and bedroom for the time being. active.

He was indeed very busy: after all, after Zuo Ci's faultfinding, the effect of the card of "Food Grain Harvest" was cleared up, and the problem of the shortage of military rations was naturally solved.

And Yan Qing, who had just shown his supernatural powers and was like a living immortal, had no trouble convincing other staff members who were probably close to him to agree to this proposal.

Then, he used both soft and hard, obtained the imperial edict from the reluctant emperor, and sent troops to Qingzhou to seek rebellion and quell the chaos, which was officially put on the agenda.

As the person who initiated this matter, Yan Qing did his part to assist Lu Bu in the preparations before the expedition.

As for Liu Xie's strong request to build an altar for the suburban ceremony, Lu Bu didn't mean to make things difficult at all, and let the proposal pass directly.

It's just that even if the tofu project is sloppy, it is impossible to finish it in the remaining two months of work.No matter how strong the little emperor's desire to gain a wave of prestige in front of the people is, he can only honestly wait until next year, or even the year after, or the year after.

How unwilling Liu Xie was, Yan Qing didn't bother to care.He was only worried about the attitude of the people in the account, and he was relieved after seeing that they at least superficially accepted it calmly and without flaws.

Except for his bad friend.

At this moment, Yan Qing endured and endured, but in the end he couldn't hold back, put down the pen holder helplessly, raised his eyes and asked, "Why does Feng Xiao keep staring at Qing?"

Guo Jia was sitting crookedly just an arm's length away from him.

However, the desk in front of Guicai was empty, obviously not here to help his immediate superior, and he was dressed loosely, with one hand resting on his chin, his brows slightly raised, looking at him with a half-smile.

Hearing Yan Qing's protest, he didn't have the slightest intention of restraining himself, he just picked up the warm tea slowly, maintained this extremely annoying leisurely posture, took a sip first, and then said: "Jia and Chongguang have known each other for several years, and they are heart-to-heart. He is a close friend, but his eyes are empty, and he doesn’t recognize exiled immortals. Now that I know it, how can I not take advantage of this friend’s status to take a closer look at this divine man carved out of fragrant wood and beautiful in bells and spirits?”

Guo Jia was still smiling, as if he was teasing each other and making a little joke with him as usual.

However, Yan Qing could hear the faint anger in his words, and her dizzy head came to her senses, she got up quickly, gave him a long salute, and sincerely apologized: "In the past, I didn't tell you anything. It's really a last resort, there are a lot of people who forget Fengxiao, don't care about this with Qing."

If you say the reason too clearly, it will inevitably appear deliberate, and if you still speak eloquently when you are about to die, you will definitely hurt your feelings.

Honestly, Yan Qing first confessed to Guo Jia and asked him to calm down.

Not to mention anything else, he pointed out that Guo Jia boarded Lu Bu's pirate ship because of him, and made suggestions without reservation. Tied to his small boat, Yan Qing couldn't bear to make Guo Jia feel unhappy and leave a pimple.

What's more, with Guo Jian's character of being soft but not hard, and his cleverness and quick-wittedness that arouse the envy of the sky, how could it be possible not to guess his embarrassment?

Seeing that Yan Qing had a good attitude of admitting his mistakes, Guo Jia's face turned pale, and he said lazily, "Oh?"

Yan Qing asked knowingly, "How many jars does Feng Xiao want?"

For the first time, Guo Jia remained unmoved by this fat sheep that offered to be slaughtered by him, and only asked indifferently, "Who asked you that?"

Yan Qing couldn't help blinking, and after suppressing the surprise in his eyes, he smiled and said, "Please tell me, Fengxiao."

Guo Jiadao: "Jiajin heard that when Chongguang was fighting with Zuo Taoists on that day, he showed the ability to make something out of nothing in talking and laughing, so that God bestowed abundant rice. Is there such a thing?"

Yan Qing paused and admitted: "Although it is somewhat exaggerated, it is true in terms of rice production."

Guo Jia asked: "In addition to grains, can you produce other things?"

Yan Qing thought about it carefully: "I'm afraid I can't."

Unless the card called "Out of Nothing" is drawn in the future...

Guo Jia instantly showed a disappointed expression, and said angrily: "You are so useless to be called an immortal in vain! What a waste of reputation, especially shameful!"

Yan Qing also recalled it now, his teeth were itching so much that he wished he could leave him, and make him make a big fool of himself: "Look at how promising you are, with such filthy thoughts, you are ashamed to criticize me!"

Guo Jia chuckled coldly, and directly threw the tooth that had been struggling in his arms to him.