30 Yuan Shao's thoughts
30 Bohai, Taishou Mansion. 3
"Fifteen thousand war horses?!" Yuan Shao gasped, he could barely hold the silk book in his hand, he never thought that in just a few days, the shaft would make another miraculous achievement!
Chun Yuqiong under the tent only sent so many war horses over as a big deal from the Zhen family, stroked his palms and laughed: "Okay, lord, with these war horses, our Bohai army will be able to enter Luoyang immediately and slaughter Dong Zhuo's old fat thief!" Speaking of Dong Zhuo, Chun Yuqiong, who had served as the left lieutenant of the Xiyuan Army in Luoyang, was furious, and he couldn't wait to immediately catch him and cut his heart and eat him.
Yuan Shao glanced at this former colleague's current subordinate, and the boss was dissatisfied in his heart, so he settled down and gently put down the silk book in his hand, and looked at Tian Qiong, the head of the Zhen family in Zhongshan, who came to talk about things, with complicated eyes, as if he still had doubts about his words. Most of the civil and military officers under the tent did not squint, and they didn't know what they were thinking.
Feng Ji Huiyi's hand stroked his long beard, and said strangely: "Xuande Gong and the lord work together to win Dong , the country is very fortunate, these military horses, the Zhen family ......" Feng Ji deliberately flickered, and it was not easy to say if he was too straightforward.
Tian Qiong naturally understood his thoughts, but pretended not to understand, and waited seriously for Feng Ji to say it. In fact, if Yuan Shao hadn't shouted out the number of "15,000 horses", he wouldn't have minded doing favors, but this 15,000 horses of the war army, even with the richest man in Jizhou, the Zhen family, would not have been able to take it out!
Xu You, who was on the side, looked at Feng Ji and was suffocated, but he was secretly proud in his heart, shook three locks of long beard, and said with a smile: "Dare to ask Mr. Boyu, this batch of war horses, is Xuande Gong given to my lord, or lent to my lord?" β
Tian Qiong sneered in her heart, and said that Xu You was greedy and despicable, and he was really a scoundrel, but he still had no different color, and said with a slight smile: "Lord Liu Fujun has clearly written in the letter, this batch of military horses will be used to settle the Black Mountain bandits, if Yuan Gong needs it, how much funding will be provided, and it can also solve the emergency of merging the state." Our Zhen family is just doing it, looking for a few buyers for Lord Liu Fujun. Yuan Gong begged for the heart of the thief for the country, who in the world does not know, which one does not know? If there are still difficulties with Duke Yuan, the head of the family is naturally duty-bound, but this batch of military horses, but they dare not act rashly, and they hope that Duke Yuan will forgive their sins! β
Yuan Shao was embarrassed when he said this, glanced at Xu You unhappily, and said in a deep voice: "Since I raised my troops, I have been helped by Zhen Gong, and I am grateful to everyone up and down the Bohai Sea." 3 He said nicely, but he did not say whether to buy or not to buy.
Tian Qiong was slightly disappointed, Feng Ji glanced at Xu You, who was depressed, and said with a slight smile: "Since it is a military horse, General Liu used it to appease the Black Mountain thieves, and Bohai should contribute." After that, he bowed to Yuan Shao and said: "Lord, since the beginning of Dong thief's disobedience, and the assassination envoy of the state has been hanging in the air, General Liu attacked Xianbei outside, and the black mountain thieves were appeased internally, and the people of the state have great merits. β
Yuan Shao's eyes lit up, nodded, and chuckled: "What Yuan Tu discussed is very good, I will immediately repair a letter with Xuande, and ask Xuande to be the assassin of the state." After a pause, he looked at Tian Qiong and said with a smile: "Mr. Boyu, about the military horse, Lone first and the princes will discuss it for a while, and this letter will also ask Mr. Boyu to return it to Xuande for the lonely." β
Tian Qiong didn't know what Yuan Shao's calculation was, so he bowed down and said: "The head of the family will have a batch of military resources to contribute to Yuan Gong in the near future, if Yuan Gong still needs it, but please tell the master of the family and help Yuan Gong get rid of the thief, and the Zhen family will not be left behind!" β
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After the Niuyin Mountain, the Baicheng Valley is the boundary of Jizhou. Liu Feng sat in the driver's seat, raising a few whips from time to time. In the carriage sat Gongsun Wan'er and her maid Xiaolian.
Originally, Gongsun Wan'er's riding skills were also good, but she was a daughter to be married, so it was not suitable for her to sit on a horse and ride with a group of soldiers in the wind and snow. Liu Feng was reluctant to let his beloved horse Chiyan tire again, and he also made several cuts on Chiyan's body under the city in the clouds, although it was not as deep as Liu Feng's own injury, but it made Liu Feng feel very distressed, and he never dared to ride it again, so he directly drove the coachman away and sat on it.
A gust of cold wind hit, Liu Feng couldn't help but shiver, tightened the collar of his shirt, the recent gentle township made his ability to resist the cold drop a lot. Walking side by side beside him was the red flame who was full of resentment, who seemed to be quite dissatisfied with his master's likes and dislikes of the old, and hung his long neck without any energy.
"Uncle, if you don't come in and sit down, Miss will scold me." A beautiful little head poked out of the curtain and smiled whimsily. It was the maid Xiaolian, when Liu Feng first arrived in Liaodong, she accompanied her own lady to find Liu Feng several times, but she never succeeded, but she was never big or small with Liu Feng.
Liu Feng shook his head, pityfully pulled two handfuls on Xiaolian's pigtails, and said with a smile: "I told you, I will be called my son in the future, and my aunt and uncle!" β
The little girl covered her little head with both hands, and said with a smile: "If you want me to call you son, you have to wait for my aunt to marry my young lady!" β
While speaking, Liu Feng had already climbed in with the curtain, and gently pushed Xiaolian's back: "Hurry up." β
Looking at the plain white sky outside, Xiaolian shrunk her neck, pouted and said unhappily: "Let my girl's family go outside to blow the wind, uncle, you are so unreasonable!" I'm not going. β
Liu Feng covered her with a big fur on her head, and said with a smile: "You dare not go out?" It's too crowded inside! β
Although the voice was small, it was enough for another person in the car to hear it, Wan'er blushed with a little face, glanced at Liu Feng and said, "What are you fooling around?" Don't hurry up and get your car yet! β
There was a big ambiguity in these words, Xiaolian curled her mouth and muttered unhappily: "Miss still feels a little more sorry for my uncle!" Saying that, Xiao Man's waist flashed, and Wan'er, who was eager to kick her feet, sprinkled a string of silver bell-like laughter, wrapped Daqiu, who still had Liu Feng's body temperature, and flashed outside.
Liu Feng lay down comfortably, took off his hair crown and threw it aside, pillowed it on Wan'er's round **, pulled the thick jacket to wrap himself, and said with a smile: "My wife doesn't feel sorry for me, do you still feel sorry for you?" β
Wan'er's face turned red, and she hurriedly pushed Liu Feng away, and said in a panic: "Wrongdoer, what nonsense are you talking about?" So many people, don't be a cheap person! β
Knowing that Wan'er had a thin face, and that her woman was in pain, she couldn't let her lose her pre-marital etiquette because of her own momentary entertainment, Liu Feng hurriedly sat up and said with a smile: "Madam has a life, how dare the kid disobey!" "I'm going to go out again.
Wan'er saw that there were still two snowflakes on his shoulders that were melting, her heart softened, she chose it for him with her bare hands, turned her head and said inaudibly: "You are all in, what else!" β
With such a slightly annoyed look, looking at Liu Feng'er's itchy heart, he gently hugged Wan'er's slender waist, and said with a smile: "It's still my Wan'er who feels sorry for me, it's okay, I'll just rest for a while and go out." The first half of the sentence is from the heart, but the second half of the sentence is interesting.
Seeing that he was about to make a fool of himself again, Wan'er shook it lightly and said anxiously: "You are going to be a frivolous person again!" Seeing him withdraw his hand in embarrassment, Wan'er's heart was relieved, and she seemed to be a little lost, and whispered: "After you and I get married, I will, I will listen to you!" After trying to finish this sentence, Wan'er seemed to have exhausted half of her life's strength, her little face was flushed, and she didn't dare to look at Liu Feng without looking at it.
Liu Feng's love affair with Wang Yulang in the past few months has always been direct and intense, seeing Wan'er so reserved, he couldn't help but be a little disappointed, and regardless of Wan'er's reaction, he vigorously hugged her into his arms, and sighed helplessly: "You are really a little fool." β
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Lunu, Zhen Mansion.
Heavy snow for several days, all the eyes are plain white, the cold plum is pretty, and a few dark fragrances are added frequently, which makes people feel intoxicated.
Zhen Yi drank a few more glasses, but in the face of such a beautiful scenery, he was in a daze for a while, muttering in his mouth, as if he had something to say. Tian Qiong stood aside, her face still weathered, but she didn't speak. Zhen Yan snorted coldly and said, "In this way, their Liu family's father and son are afraid that they will not be able to stay in Jizhou anymore!" β
Tian Qiong looked at Zhen Yan with some astonishment, sighed secretly, and couldn't help but take back the words in her heart a little. Zhen Yi glanced at his son unhappily and scolded: "Zhengfang (Zhen Yanzi), I know that you are close to the second son of the Yuan family, but I warn you, Liu Fujun and his son, you don't mess with them!" After a pause, he snorted coldly and said, "Don't forget, Liu Chengze is your father's favorite son-in-law!" β
Hearing his father's rare way to talk to him in such a stern tone, Zhen Yan was even more angry in his heart, and turned his head away but didn't say anything. Zhen Yi was even more disappointed, he had three sons, the eldest son Yu died early, and the third son Yao was just a naΓ―ve child, and all his hopes were placed on the second son Zhen Yan, but he didn't want him to be so hostile to Liu Feng, how could he rest assured.
On the side, Tian Qiong looked at the signs of their father and son's firepower escalating, and coughed lightly: "Speaking of which, Liu Gongzi has always been lucky, he attacked Lu Nu on a snowy night that day, and he said that he had brought down the Mangshan thieves for his use, but this time it was a repeat of the old trick." It's just that according to Yuan Gong's intentions, I am afraid that I will exchange these horses with a piece of paper, and Jizhou will no longer have a foothold for their Liu family father and son, and it is not unreasonable for the son to worry. Although he said it very tactfully, slightly biased towards Zhen Yan, Zhen Yi has been with his master and servant for many years, but he knew that he was reminding himself to make plans early.
Shaking his head helplessly, Zhen Yi coughed lightly, put down the cup in his hand, and said: "Boyu, those farm tools and grains, according to the wishes of Lord Fujun, you can handle them well, try to get as many as possible, and don't slack off." After that, he glanced at Zhen Yan again, and sighed lightly: "I heard that Lord Fujun has added a new second son, Zhengfang, you go and invite your mother and Ying'er to the Prime Minister's Mansion for a while." β
Hearing his father's dissatisfaction, Zhen Yan was also unhappy, how could such a trivial matter be used to make a difference? But he didn't dare to say anything to his father, but he only responded to the promise, and suddenly seemed to remember something, and muttered in a low voice: "I heard that Liu, the second son of Lord Fujun was born, and his Mrs. Gan dreamed of Beidou at night, and everyone said that this son would be a great nobleman in the future, and I don't know if this thing is true or false." β
"Square!" Zhen Yi's voice suddenly became louder, "Such women and children are talking nonsense, how can you discuss it in private?" "Speaking of which
Zhen Yan stubbornly turned his face away, and said unwillingly: "These words came from their own prime minister's mansion, and where are I discussing them in private." β