[Three Kingdoms] The daily struggle of female counsellors

The mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the green trees are shaded.

Stepping up the moss-covered stone steps, Guo Jin looked into the distance, and the green hills and clear water in the distance echoed one after another, as if they were going to fill the sky.Wiping the sweat off her forehead, Guo Jin couldn't help but think deeply, this is the tenth time she has visited Zheng Xuan, right?

Guo Jin knows that the big boss always has to be arrogant and difficult to deal with, just like in the novel, Liu Bei invited Zhuge Liang out of the mountain after three visits to the thatched cottage. Do whatever it takes.

It is precisely because of this mentality that Guo Jin has been diligent and sensible day after day, not only has she not been discouraged since she was shut down for the first time.

Every time she went to Aishan to meet Zheng Xuan, besides bringing all the vegetables and fruits that she had planted by herself to Zheng Xuan’s gate, she also did enough ideological homework, earnestly excerpting what she learned from her daily reading, and taking advantage of the visit period, They stayed together in front of Zheng Xuan's gate, with an attitude of swearing not to give up until they achieve their goals.

The emperor does not bear the painstaking people.

On the ninth time of Guo Jin's stalking, Zheng Xuan was finally moved by her, and specially placed a small wooden case at the door of his house, with a wooden slip on it, roughly meaning to ask her to talk about her opponent today. Downward view of the situation.

Proposition composition?

Guo Jin thought that this was an advanced admission ticket for her master to study, and she had to be more cautious, so she put the wooden tablet back in her arms, and immediately returned home, working at her desk day and night.

You Heng looked at her earnest appearance of not hearing anything outside the window, and even picked a bamboo mat to lie behind her, sighed and sighed at her painstaking work, and was almost regarded as harmful garbage by Guo Jin, who was thrown directly to feed the earthworms .

Patting the package on her shoulder, Guo Jin touched the "answer sheet" that was firmly in her arms, and regained a bit of confidence, Fang Xin stepped forward and walked in front of the extremely familiar wooden door.

From a distance, she saw a tall and slender young man standing at the door.Although the man was dressed in plain clothes and crowned with a green cape, the robes were exquisite and the gold and jade were concealed, so it was hard to hide his nobility.

Guo Jin felt a little familiar. After carefully comparing this person's temperament, he suddenly realized that he was the unlucky young man who asked himself the way to Aishan a few days ago?

Thinking that the two had met once, Guo Jin came up to him and was about to greet him, when the young man saw his figure, he raised his eyebrows first and asked, "Why are you here?"

Guo Jin paused when he was about to bow, thinking that the other party might be a member of the military, and he was used to love and informality, so Guo Jin saved his strength, straightened his back and was about to answer.

The young man on the opposite side seemed to understand something, looked Guo Jin up and down, and asked again, "Are you here to deliver food?"

Guo Jin: "..."

It can't be said that it is wrong, it can be regarded as irrelevant!

Although there was a slight wave in his heart, he made a mistake, and Guo Jin didn't make any excuses, but continued to push the topic: "I wonder if Mr. Zheng is here?"

The other party was probably irritated by the name, and regardless of the fact that the two of them only met once, he patted Guo Jin on the back and complained to her in a deep voice: "Ce has invited you twice, but Zheng Jun still hasn't agreed." The meaning of seeing it is that since the fate is not here, I will not ask for it in the future!"

Did you stop loving after only two times?

Guo Jin put down the full bamboo basket in her hand, and suddenly felt that she was really a little angel who never gave up.After the other party sighed at her, Xu felt that a vegetable farmer would not be able to understand his feeling that a good teacher was hard to find, so he turned and jumped on the horse with a black mane and round eyes.

Looking at the other party's unrestrained figure, Guo Jin's mind flashed, and he suddenly grasped the essence of this person's words.

Policy?

Sun Ce?

Wouldn't it be so coincidental?

Thinking that the other party might be his good friend who is also a time traveler, Guo Jin hastily grabbed the reins of the youth's mount: "Dare to ask your brother's name?"

The young man obviously didn't expect that this seemingly thin and weak "vegetable farmer" would have such strength as a cow. After pulling his own rein, the good horse under his seat really snorted and bowed his head, and stayed still up.

The young man became interested, raised the corners of his lips again, and replied neatly: "Sun Ce in Xiawu Commandery."

Guo Jin: "..."

Grass!Is it really Sun Ce?

Why do you come to Xuzhou to study instead of creating a new era in Jiangdong?

Mianji came too fast, like a tornado.Guo Jin couldn't think of a more perfect connection code for a while, so he could only clear his throat and said cautiously, "Riding the horse to gallop?"

"Huh?" Sun Ce raised an eyebrow in doubt.

Guo Jin continued to work hard: "I, the struggling little Guozi!"

Should I have an impression this time?

When Guo Jin was thinking about the two passionately embracing across the century, Sun Ce gently covered her forehead with slightly callused fingers, with a sincere and confused expression, "Is your brother sick?"

Guo Jin stared at him in disbelief, but she had a vague conclusion in her heart—she was tricked.

The person in front of him is not him, and it cannot be him.

It was because I was too naive and took the other party's silence as acquiescence. Maybe Galloping the Horse hadn't planned for her to find out who she was from the beginning.

Harm, the mouth of netizens, a deceitful ghost.

Guo Jin hurriedly let go and apologized. Sun Ce was about to ride his horse, but realized that he didn't know the name of the other party, so he reined in his horse and looked back. He waved his hand and smiled and asked, "Your Excellency, you haven't told me your name yet?"

Guo Jin cupped his hands and bowed, "No name, no surname, a farmer's ear, why should Sun Jun worry about it?"

Sun Ce didn't know whether to believe it or not, so he focused on her for a moment before turning his head and applauding her.

Thinking about riding a galloping horse in her mind, Guo Jin remained silent for a while.Who is the other party, and why does he want to have a close relationship with him, but keeps secret about his identity, as if he is afraid of something.

Of course, there is another possibility-Sun Ce is galloping.He just guessed his identity long ago, so he deliberately acted for himself, that's all.

When Kong Rong strolled over with Zheng Xuan's favorite plantain, he was first picked up by a fast horse with wind and wind. He just straightened the hat, but his eyes focused on Zheng Jun's door. Standing on the young son.

Coarse cloth and grass shoes, the description is simple.

Although it is in the mortal world, it is clear and transparent, with outstanding temperament, which makes people feel a sense of joy and intimacy.

Kong Rong is now the Prime Minister of Beihai, although he and Zheng Xuan can be called old friends, but he has not seen him for many years, he only vaguely remembers that Zheng Xuan has a young son named Yi En, who is about the same age now.

Thinking of this, Kong Rong warmly greeted him, "Why doesn't Yi En come in? Could it be that he stood for Zheng Jun's punishment?"

After speaking, he took Guo Jinying's white hand and led her directly into the door.

Looking at the middle-aged man who appeared beside him, Guo Jin said, "..."

Uncle who are you?

The other party called her Yi En, which obviously admitted the wrong person.However, seeing that she has stepped into the wooden door that she has worked hard for a long time but is still out of reach, Guo Jin feels that as a small brick artist who touches porcelain, she must seize the opportunity, as long as she falls lightly in this yard , then even if Zheng Xuan is dissatisfied with her answer sheet, she still has a reason to eat, drink, and stay forever.

Just as he was looking for the rough place in the courtyard, so that he could fall so carelessly, the middle-aged man next to him didn't know what he saw, so he let go of Guo Jin's arm and greeted him in front of the main house with a smile on his face. .

"Madam is well, I wonder if Mr. Zheng is here?"

Guo Jin followed and looked up, and saw a woman in a skirt with a lingering charm stepping out of the simple stone room. When the man saw the middle-aged man who greeted him at the door, he must be an old friend, and he couldn't hide his smile.

"Kong Wenju!"

It turned out to be an old acquaintance?Guo Jin looked away obediently, and the title just now echoed repeatedly in her ears.

Wenju, Kong Wenju?For some reason, Guo Jin's mind suddenly popped up the familiar story of Jean Pear.

Damn, it couldn't be Kong Rong, could it? !

Guo Jin looked at the bearded man in the crown robe and shoes again, and saw that the man responded with a smile, and then complimented: "You are not talented, and now you can be the Prime Minister of Beihai, and I came here today to welcome Zheng Jun back to his hometown. "

Guo Jin confirmed what she thought in her heart, and before discussing with Kong Rong the original intention of making Li, her eyes were firmly attracted by the plain woman in the hairpin skirt.

Just now, Guo Jin paid too much attention to Kong Rong's name taboo, but Guo Jin didn't have time to take a closer look at it. Now looking at the lady's appearance, Guo Jin felt that she might be blind.Otherwise, how could the appearance of this lady be exactly the same as the woman who persuaded me to come to apprentice in the field that day?

Guo Jin's figure flickered, she must have... met some kind of babysitter, right?

As smart as Zheng Xuan, if you want her to send some melons, fruits and vegetables to taste early, even if you say it bluntly, why bother to deceive others by asking for a teacher?

The woman obviously saw Guo Jin's figure, and without hiding it, she hurriedly waved to her enthusiastically: "My husband is teaching at the Nanxi Caoting, why doesn't Guo Lang hand over the answer sheet by himself?"

Are you still teaching?Guo Jin seriously despised her dirty thoughts, said goodbye with a long bow, and stepped on the stream to search for it.

The wind and scenery are bright, the flowers are fragrant and the birds are singing.

Guo Jin walked for about half a stick of incense, and saw a dilapidated grass pavilion near the water source, and several well-dressed Confucian scholars were scattered in the pavilion.Facing the direction where the people were seated, there was an unattractive white-bearded old man with a loose crane bone and a hale and hearty spirit. Although he was dressed in rough clothes and shoes, he was still radiant.

There was a lot of discussion in the pavilion, as if they were expressing their own opinions on certain points of view of the scriptures.

Guo Jin consciously stood with her sleeves down, waiting quietly.

The birds are gone, and the smoke is rising.Zheng Xuan finally dismissed the class, and all the disciples got up to say goodbye, Zheng Xuan waved his hand, and only asked everyone to come to listen to the lecture in the afternoon.

Seeing Zheng Xuanchu leaving gracefully on his crutches, Guo Jin sighed. After all, the matter of studying cannot be forced, and it is their right to see or not see him.

Guo Jin was about to turn around and leave, but a laughing male voice came from behind, "Guo Lang stay!"

When the voice fell, the man had successfully walked around to Guo Jin.

The boy in front of him should be a few years younger than himself, with a straight nose, a radiant face, and clear and sharp eyes, giving people a sense of shrewdness and competence.Seeing that the other party stretched out a hand towards him, Guo Jin was slightly taken aback. Did handshakes become popular in ancient times?

Seeing that Guo Jin hesitated to move, the other party smiled even more heartily: "Master was tired and couldn't come to see each other, so I sent you here to collect Guo Lang's answer sheet."

Guo Jin hurriedly took out the neatly stacked rice paper from her bosom, unwrapped her carry-on package, took out a stack of clean and flawless white paper from her rucksack, and handed them all to the other party.

"Mr. is old and weak, so it is advisable to carve less with a knife and pen. Jin wants to do his best, and I hope you will convey it on your behalf."

Who knew that after hearing Guo Jin's words, the other party put away his laughing expression rarely, and bowed his sleeves: "Your Excellency is Guo Jin from Yingchuan?"

Guo Jin thought that the other party already knew her name and surname, otherwise how could she talk to Guo Lang?Seeing him like this, Guo Jin had no choice but to bow to him, "It's not Guo Jin, I haven't asked your step's name yet."

The young man replied respectfully: "I am here to rectify the law, people from Fufeng County."

Guo Jin: "..."

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