Dong Zhuo lost his new home and returned to his hometown.

Liu Bei's spring breeze was proud, and he saw all the Luoyang flowers in one day.

Chen Chen returned to Cai's mansion and talked with Cai Yan about the music and rhythm of Jingyi poetry and literature, and composed a tune together, which sounded very good.

Liu Bei hasn't gone back to recover his life, after all, Dong Zhuo has been driven back to his hometown, and he doesn't even have a boss who wants to return to his life, and about some things about protecting the Hun Zhonglang General, Liu Hong will also send it to Liu Bei in person on a later day.

The Hun Zhonglang will be able to set up a government to support the festival, with the deputy Zhonglang general, deputy lieutenant, Sima, engaged, Peng Shi and other official subordinates, and the Hun Zhonglang will personally appoint and dismiss him.

In fact, this official position has been abolished for more than ten years.

Because the problem of the Southern Xiongnu has been too big to go, at this time to supervise the Southern Xiongnu Shan Yu, interfering in the internal judicial affairs of the Xiongnu, it is estimated that he will be driven away, and to help the Southern Xiongnu defend against the invasion of the Northern Xiongnu, the current Southern Xiongnu is estimated to become a major hidden danger, which may explode at any time.

Liu Hong didn't know how to make good use of Liu Bei's chess piece, but he knew that for Liu Hong, he was indeed just a chess piece.

But......

Is it bad to be a pawn?

Four-grade miscellaneous generals!

In the past, Liu Bei was just a non-mainstream lieutenant who was temporarily appointed without a grade, but now he has directly crossed the rank of a permanent general like the six-rank protector army and the five-rank general like General Yingyang.

To put it mildly.

Ma Chao is a descendant of Ma Yuan, the general of the Han Dynasty.

General Fubo is a general of the five miscellaneous numbers.

Liu Bei directly became a four-grade miscellaneous general, wouldn't that be directly more noble than Ma Chao and his ancestors?

Ahem!

Liu Bei thinks that as a representative of a righteous man and a gentleman, he naturally will not make such a boring analogy, and now he doesn't know Ma Mengqi.

But when a pawn can be exchanged for generals and territory with his military exploits.

Isn't he a good pawn?

So after Liu Bei left the inner city that day, he picked up the two brothers who were squatting in the corner, went straight to the restaurant to eat and drink, and found a place to live by the way.

It is worth mentioning that after Liu Bei was promoted to the general of the Huns, he was directly under the imperial court, so his thousand-strong troops had food and salary quotas and military camps in Luoyang City, so those elites also followed into Luoyang to see the world.

Of course, they spent most of their time in the barracks, and only in the outer corner of the city, but they were also satisfied to be able to see Luoyang, the legendary Kyoto, so closely.

Where have they seen Luoyang, in the past, some people in the village had gone to the county town to do business, and they could boast about it for some time when they came back, and now they can not only enter Luoyang, but also be the direct troops of the Hun Zhonglang General!

These men were squatting side by side outside the barracks, watching the sunset in Luoyang, and in the fragrant pancakes, which tasted extraordinarily delicious, they suddenly understood the rush of the day, and also had sincere admiration for that man in their hearts.

Whether it was with him traveling thousands of miles from his hometown, or by chance being taken under the command of the photo, these men no longer regretted being involved in the army.

Their days seem to have a farther and better purpose, something called a vision.

Today, when Liu Bei took them to the temporary garrison barracks, he said something to them very sincerely, and they all believed in him and believed in his life.

Because he was able to bring them better days.

Luoyang has been here, so there is a stable day to marry a daughter-in-law and have a piece of land of his own, will that day be far away?

The men each thought about what to plant in the future at home, and the speed of chewing flatbread in their mouths was also fast, and the glow of Luoyang was reflected on their faces, soft and beautiful.

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Chen Chen originally planned to discuss with Cai Yan what name should be used for the new composition, but he was kidnapped by three rough people who came to the door.

"It seems that Chen Chen is also going to find his own home?"

Cai Yong gently stroked his beard, and at the morning court meeting, he was also among the ministers, so he naturally recognized this soaring young man.

"Destination?"

Watching the three big men stuff Chen Chen into the carriage with a dissatisfied face, and was about to run away in the carriage, Cai Yan felt that the behavior of these three people was too rude and too much!

It's just banditry!

It's a bandit!

It is... Stinky rascals!

Dissatisfied that her new work did not have a suitable and good name, Cai Yan slipped in the direction of the piano room angrily, feeling that the sauced beef she had just hidden behind the piano case should still be hot.

If it weren't for Liu Bei and the three of them coming to disturb her, she would have been able to use Chen Chen as a guise to enjoy the delicious food that Chen Chen brought from the street in the piano room.

Cai Yong was still standing at the door thinking, after getting along for such a long time, he had already recognized Chen Chen, a closed disciple, and planned to find time to make up the apprenticeship banquet, so as not to let Chen Chen fall into the truth after a hundred years in the future.

And Chen Chen chose his service partner so quickly, I don't know if it's good or bad, Cai Yong still thinks that the world shouldn't have reached that point, right?

There is also a process of falling apart, and the Han Dynasty for hundreds of years, is there anything else that can't survive?

Frowning slightly, Cai Yong wandered away, reminiscing about the past.

Cai Yan had already entered the piano room, although she was short and short-legged, she slipped fast, and walked quickly with small steps on tiptoe, floating into the piano room like a breeze, and turned out the sauced beef she had hidden from behind the piano case.

Multiply!

Gently sucking a bite of the somewhat slippery sauce on the beef, Cai Yan felt a great sense of satisfaction that is rare in life, and from then on, the sauced beef was one of the top ten delicacies in her Xiao Cai's recipe!

In the past, it was a steamed and boiled family banquet, Cai Yan still rarely felt this strong fragrant food, this almost eleven years old little Lori, hiding in the piano room and eating with a mouth full of oil, seems to have the delicacy of the world, you can forget everything.

But......

Home......

Cai Yan didn't know very well what her father said, what Chen Chen meant when she found her home, she only knew the word home.

Chen Chen found it, but what about himself?

What is your destiny?

Cai Yan slowed down the action of chewing the beef in the sauce, and suddenly began to think about this problem.

Inexplicably, a sour feeling suddenly appeared in her heart, the confusion brought about by the misty future.

The sauce beef in the mouth, it suddenly doesn't smell good.

For a time, it's like chewing wax.

Because Cai Yan remembered that Chen Chen sent his father's friend to Luoyang, the Shibo suddenly mentioned himself when he was chatting with his father, as if he was curious about his own situation.

"Yan'er should be eleven years old this year, right? It's also time for an engagement. ”

She had a glimpse of her father's expression outside the hall, as if she was reluctant or decided, and she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable and a little confused.

"It's also time to get married, let me see if there are any young children of the right age in the familiar family, and she should not have to worry about trivial matters such as food and clothing in her future life."

The words of the matchmaker, the life of the parents.

My father studied Confucianism and naturally passed on this concept to myself, so my future was in the hands of my father and the unknown.

She knows that men plough and women weave, women follow their husbands, and their husbands obey their orders, which is natural and righteous, and it is the truth of the world determined by Confucianism.

She also knows that after most girls get married, they are just raised in the backyard, and it is rare to set foot in the folk several times in their lives.

It's like ...... She is like this now.

Although what I learn and feel every day is my own hobbies, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and lyrics, and tasting classics.

But I don't like this feeling of not being free.

It's not that she likes to play, she likes to run outside and go wild.

She just felt that it was not her choice, and that she had always been a recipient, never a chooser.

When my mother died, I could only accept it.

Studying the Confucian classics, you can only accept it.

If you are not interested in learning knitting women, you can only accept it.

I can only eat meals that have not changed much every day, and I can only accept it.

Is passively accepting a lifetime your own destiny?

Cai Yan didn't know why, and felt that he was a little ridiculous.

Read through the scriptures, be proficient in music and rhythm, be able to remember the content of most of the books in the library at home, and be gifted, but can only get an evaluation of "it's a pity that it's a daughter".

He is well-read, well-versed in economics and righteousness, and has the ideological realm and ability to know things far beyond normal men, but he can only use it to imagine and think about what his future life will be.

Why don't you let me accept it all honestly and ignorantly without knowing anything?

Knowing that the future is a tragedy, but still having to accept it, is the saddest part of life?

Joy in the midst of suffering, right?

Swallowing the sauced beef in his mouth with difficulty, Cai Yan did not continue to eat, but continued to wrap the remaining sauced beef in silk, carefully plucked a wisp of his own hair, carefully tied the silk, and put it into his arms.

Out of the piano room, Cai Yan walked straight towards her courtyard, she was in no mood to care about anything else, but when she passed by the flower platform, she took a small flower hoe to remove weeds.

She didn't notice a figure watching her silently from a distance.

Back in the courtyard, Cai Yan sat under the peach tree in the courtyard, curled up and leaning against the peach tree.

This peach tree had been planted by her and her mother, and although she was just beginning to read and write, she could already remember.

Whenever she was confused and sad, she would always run under the peach tree and whisper to the peach tree, she felt that what her mother would hear was just that she couldn't hear her response.

Today she leaned under the peach tree, but did not speak, but sat quietly.

After sitting for a long time, she turned sideways and began to dig a hole in the soil next to the roots of the peach tree with a small flower hoe.

It took half a sound to clear out a pit that could hold a fist, and the roots of the peach tree spread, but Cai Yan did not hurt the peach tree for half a minute.

Raising his hand to gently wipe the fine beads of sweat from his forehead, Cai Yan took out the package wrapped in beef sauce from his arms.

She untied her hair tied to the package, opened the silk silk, and gently spread her hair and silk together in the soil pit, and half of the sauced beef was in the middle of the silk silk, lying quietly in the soil pit.

"Mother, this time it's sauce beef, which Chen Chen also brought to me, you can also taste it, it's delicious."

"Dad said that he was going to let me get married, and I don't know how many opportunities there will be for you to taste the delicious food I have in the future."

"But don't worry."

"Dad said that he must be the son of a big family, and he can't treat me badly."

Cai Yan smiled a little uncomfortably, and suddenly felt sad.

If I get married, is there no way to say goodbye to my mother's peach tree?

Unconsciously, two lines of clear tears ran down her white cheeks and dripped down the land, drop by drop, little by little, soaked into the soil, disappeared without a trace, and she cried silently.

With tears in his eyes, Cai Yan slowly refilled the excavated soil with a small flower hoe, and compacted the soil piece by piece with his simple little hands.

Holding his knees and staring at the soil quietly, Cai Yan didn't make any sound.

It was a long time before she went back to her house alone.

Under the moonlight, a long figure dragged by the peach tree in Cai Yan's courtyard, he just looked at the peach tree quietly, and when he left, the ground was also wet.