In an instant, Sun Luban almost fainted.

She stared at Mrs. Sun, unable to believe her ears, and her heart was full of happiness, as if in a dream.

If it weren't for the constant fear, she would have wanted to pounce, hug Mrs. Sun, and cry happily. On this day, she also waited too long and came so unexpectedly.

But she held back. Before coming to the camp to relieve trouble, her father had repeatedly advised her that bravery alone is not enough, and that she must have a city government and be calm. My aunt is the best role model, no matter what happens, she will never lose her temper. Now in front of her aunt, she doesn't want to disappoint her.

Sun Luban lowered his head, sniffed, held back his tears, and said softly, "Thank you, aunt." I will definitely try not to disappoint my aunt. ”

Mrs. Sun patted Sun Luban on the shoulder, took a roll of bamboo slips from the side, and handed it to Sun Luban. "This is the roster of the generals above the leader of the Relief Battalion, you take it back and memorize it."

Sun Luban was taken aback. "Memorize it?"

"Know yourself and know your opponent, and you will not be defeated in a hundred battles. If you want to be a general they trust, you have to know them first. When your uncle rebelled against the general's army, he knew every soldier under his command, so they were willing to go to the soup for him. ”

Hearing the name of his uncle Sun Ce, Sun Luban didn't dare to say much, but he just had a headache when he looked at the dense small characters on the bamboo slips. It's not easy to memorize so many names. She secretly glanced at Mrs. Sun, but found that Mrs. Sun's eyebrows were slightly frowning, and she seemed to have something on her mind.

"Auntie, what are you thinking?"

Madame Sun came back to her senses and waved her hand. "It's not a big deal, you go and prepare. I'll talk about it later when we eat. ”

Sun Luban said "oh" suspiciously, hugged the roster, and got up to say goodbye.

Mrs. Sun looked at her back, the smile on her face dissipated, and her expression became solemn. Just talking about Sun Ce, she thought of that rumor again. Recently, the rumors have changed again, in addition to saying that Sun Quan is not of Sun's blood, it is also said that he is related to Sun Ce's death. The specific reasons are unknown, some say that Sun Quan leaked Sun Ce's whereabouts, some say that Sun Quan personally arranged assassins, and some even say that Sun Quan conspired with Zhang Zhao to ambush Sun Ce.

What's more, some people say that Sun Quan assassinated Sun Ce for the sake of the Qiao sisters. At the beginning, he broke the Lujiang River and robbed the Qiao sisters, Sun Quan fell in love at first sight, and thought that he could get one of them, but Sun Ce accepted the bridge and gave the small bridge to Zhou Yu, Sun Quan got nothing, so he hated.

These are lies, and most people don't believe them, but this kind of anecdote is the easiest to spread, and it quickly spreads all over the city, and new theories are constantly being spawned. In addition to Sun Ce's death, Zhou Yu's untimely death was also involved, saying that Sun Quan did it intentionally.

This annoyed Sun Quan and gave her a headache. Both the camp and the school department were mobilized, but no solution could be found.

Rumors are like the annual autumn flood in Wuchang, which cannot be stopped, so you can only wait patiently for the flood to disappear by itself.

But in such a public opinion environment, how did Sun Quan ascend the throne and become emperor?

Mrs. Sun couldn't help but think, Sun Quan asked Sun Luban to ask Cao Miao, could Cao Miao have a way to solve this problem? It is difficult to recover the water, even if Cao Miao is the initiator of the rumors, he can't control the situation at the moment.

What's more, they have no way to prove that Cao Miao is a spy.

Mrs. Sun's fingers tapped lightly on the desk, and she was silent in thought.

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Almost at the same moment, Cao Miao did almost the same action.

"Tuk Tuk ...... Tuk Tuk ...... "The sound of light and heavy, slow and rapid percussion is like a war song, inspiring all the warriors."

Since the Long Beach ambush, he has been under house arrest for nearly a month by Mrs. Sun. Although he had no worries about food and clothing this month, his contact with the outside world was completely cut off, and he knew nothing about the development of the situation outside, and the only source of news was Sun Luban and the maidservants beside her.

Can Han Dong and Han Long take on the responsibility of acting independently? He didn't know.

What Ren Hongchang is busy with, he doesn't know.

Sun Quan and Mrs. Sun planned to deal with those rumors, and he didn't know.

The unknown is frightening, and he is no exception. If it weren't for years of training that allowed him to control his expression freely, he would have revealed his flaws long ago. Despite this, he was still nervous and uneasy.

Sun Luban went to the Relief Camp to serve as a lieutenant, is it an opportunity or a bait? After cutting off his contact with the outside world, sending Sun Luban to him under normal circumstances, he had no reason not to take advantage of it. But behind Sun Luban is Mrs. Sun, and every word he and Sun Luban say may reach the ears of Mrs. Sun and even Sun Quan, and taste it repeatedly, which is dangerous.

Even the wise can make mistakes. Moreover, he is not a true wise man.

Cao Miao once again sorted out her thoughts and confirmed that there was no problem with the general direction, and the problem was only in time. This is a bit different from Cao Ei's requirements. Cao Rong knew very well that the general trend of Sun Quan's proclamation as emperor was difficult to stop, and all he needed was time.

Footsteps sounded, and Picturesque walked in. "Lord, Sun Xiu is here."

Cao Miao retracted his thoughts. "What's the matter with her?"

"Princess Sun will promote her and another companion to be the team leader tomorrow, and she wants to ask me to help her train her corporal martial arts."

Cao Miao thought for a while, and then asked, "Is it her own meaning, or is it the princess's meaning?" ”

"It's her own meaning. She was worried that the lord would not agree, so she didn't dare to tell the princess. If the lord wishes, she can ask the princess to come forward. ”

"No, you can contact yourself, just think of it as your private help, don't mention me."

Picturesque understood, nodded, and said: "Lord, Sister Zhishu said that her injury is out of the way. ”

Cao Miao was surprised to see the picturesque. Picturesque squeezed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth provoked a wicked smile. Cao Miao understood and raised her eyebrows. "Prepare hot water, I'm going to take a shower." He stood up, twisted his neck, and moved for a moment to sit for too long, a little sour and sour. "It's time for the event."

Picturesque covered her lips and smiled, and withdrew. Cao Miao stopped her again. "When do you start training?"

"Probably tomorrow."

Cao Miao nodded. "Prepare more hot water, and you can do it too."

The picturesque blue eyes flashed, and he was happy and a little embarrassed. "Lord, Sister Zhishu is just right, I can't ......"

"This is an order, go and prepare." Cao Miao raised her eyebrows. "Are you doubting my abilities?"

"Okay." Pictured, half-pushed, turned around and left.

Cao Miao looked at her picturesque waist twisted as seductively as willows in the wind, and a slight smile was raised at the corner of her mouth. Zhishu and the others were injured, and strong enemies were around, and everyone's emotions were very nervous, and they didn't dare to relax a little. Now that the opportunity has come, he has instantly regained his combat effectiveness.

Whether it's a trap or not, he has to break through and look for opportunities in battle.

Let the storm be more violent.