The sun was shining and there were a few trees outside the barracks. Spring is in full swing, sitting in the barracks and looking out, you can just see a piece of verdant swaying and rustling in the sunlight.

Even the soldiers who are accustomed to the battlefield look at this piece of greenery unconsciously and are fascinated, and no one does not like this spring color.

Cao Cao stood in front of the school grounds, with a column of soldiers in front of him, and with a sound of footsteps, the soldiers moved out of the way.

Lu Bu was tied with ropes around his body, his hands were tied behind his back, and two soldiers pressed his shoulders and walked forward. He didn't resist, let the two soldiers press him, and walked in front of Cao Cao.

Xun Yu stood behind Cao Cao and looked at the people under the school with a complicated expression.

Lu Bu still refused to surrender after all, so what was the use of what Mr. Gu did?

The hands of the two soldiers pressed on Lu Bu's shoulders, as if they wanted him to kneel, but with enough strength, they didn't let the person who was detained move for half a minute.

Gritting his teeth, he kicked Lu Bu at the knee of both legs.

Lu Bu's legs bent and he was pressed to the ground.

Cao Cao lowered his head, the look in his eyes was helpless, but it was different, with a bit of appreciation.

"Lu Bu, you really refuse to surrender, I Cao Cao employs people, regardless of previous suspicions."

But I have to say that if Lu Bu really knelt down and begged for mercy, it would disappoint him.

"Cao Cao." Lu Bu knelt on the ground and hung his head, and in the distance of the barracks, it was spring.

But in his eyes, there was only a piece of loess in the barracks.

"If you want to kill, you shouldn't be such a grinding person."

Cao Cao didn't say anything more, turned his back on his hand, looked at the soldiers on both sides, and raised his hand.

A soldier walked out on each side, walked to Lu Bu's side, and put the Changge in his hand around his neck.

Cao Cao's hand raised slightly.

In the distance, there seemed to be a sound of flapping wings in the sky.

Lu Bu looked sideways to his eyes, and in the blue, a flying swallow swept by, holding a broken branch in his mouth, which should fly home to build a nest.

He smiled faintly, stood up on his knees on his legs, and the soldiers behind him couldn't hold him down at all and were pushed away.

With his hands tied, he straightened up, looked up to the blue sky, and asked in a loud voice.

"Lu Feng is here first, who will kill me?"

The soldier did not hesitate any longer, and the Changge in his hand fell.

The blade was added, and warm blood splattered and splashed on the soldier's still somewhat panicked face.

Lu Bu's vision swirled, and he saw a headless body falling, blood red all over the ground.

A cloth man fell out of the bosom of the body.

The cloth man was a general, sewn ugly, even mottled with blood, his face had been torn open and crookedly mended.

Wait for one day, I will be a marquis.

Someday, I will return victorious.

At that time, you were still there, and I took you to Beijing to live the best life.

No matter how big the world is at that time, what does it have to do with me?

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Gu Nan's mansion was deserted, and there were no subordinates in the mansion, there were only two people in the mansion.

Lingqi sat beside Gu Nan, holding a piece of paper in her hand.

Gu Nan raised his head under the eaves, looking at the spring breeze outside and green, whose new swallow passed by.

Wugrid was placed horizontally in her hand.

The flowers she planted in the flower garden bloomed, purple and red, and moved lightly in the wind.

I don't know when, Lingqi finished reading the letter and sat quietly beside Gu Nan.

"Master." She wiped her eyes.

"Dad said that the troubled times are displaced."

"Will the master leave one day?"

Gu Nan didn't answer immediately, but slowly raised his hand.

Her hand hesitated for a moment, and finally wrapped its arms around Lingqi's shoulders and gently hugged her to her side.

"No, it won't." She said softly, "The master will always be with you." ”

She felt her clothes get wet, and the person in her arms whimpered.

He patted her on the back and looked at the door.

A swallow flew down, jumped a few times through the rubble, and lowered the broken branch in its beak, as if preparing to build a nest here.

She suddenly smiled bitterly, and said, who can always be with her?

Beside him, the unframed scabbard was not closed, and the sword body was half exposed.

Reflecting the green flowers of a tree.

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"Letter?"

In an ordinary wooden house, a slightly emaciated young man walked into the house with an envelope.

The young man looked a little sick and weak, and his face was slightly pale, but there was a bit of uninhibited and free temperament between his eyebrows, and there was no twilight of a sick and weak person.

It's just that his face is a little stunned, some time ago, one of his close friends just died of illness, which makes people sigh that life is too short.

He has also been ill for a long time, and I don't know how long he will be alive.

Looking at the envelope in his hand suspiciously, since he met Yuan Shao on his journey north, he had been living here in seclusion for more than a year.

There were few letters, and I don't know who it was, and I would send them to him at this time.

"Whew."

As he guessed who had sent the letter, a gust of wind blew through the half-open window into the house.

"Ahem." The young man coughed a few times, shook his head, walked to the window, and closed it.

He complained softly: "It's spring, and it's still so cold." ”

The window closed, and he returned to the table and sat down casually.

The house is simple, but the house is still fully furnished. The most striking thing is that there is a bookstand in this wooden house, on which many books are placed.

At the table, the young man looked through the envelope and saw a name on it.

"Wen Ruo?"

He didn't know whether it was surprise or joy in his voice, and he smiled, as if he was in some interest.

"Didn't he go to Qingzhou?"

Open the letter and look at its contents.

I read most of the letter in one go.

"Cao Cao of Qingzhou has been famous for a long time."

The young man whispered the name, a name he had heard before, but he had not met it yet.

Not knowing what to think, his mind wandered for a moment before he returned to the last few sentences of the letter.

"Fengxiao, do you know Arabic numerals, lattice, and punctuation? You would never have imagined what I had seen and heard in Qingzhou recently, if you have free time, you can come to Qingzhou to meet with me, and you will be very interested in the affairs of this place. ”

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The young man who was called filial piety in the letter looked stunned.

Although he has not studied this object, he has heard of it, but what is this Arabic numeral and punctuation?

"Huh?" His brow furrowed in a rare way.

"Arabic numerals, punctuation?"

No matter what he thought, he didn't have a clue.

Standing up at the moment, he took a book from the desk and looked it up.

This investigation is more than half a day.

It was only when the slanting sun outside shone on his face that the young man looked up from the mess of books. After a blank glance at the sky, I realized that it was already evening.

But he still found nothing, and there was no record of these two things in the book.

Only then did he realize that he was pitted by Xun Yu, his face turned dark, and he threw the book in his hand on the ground angrily, and scolded with a smile.

"Okay, you Xun Wenruo! I have no grudges with you in the past, why are you embarrassed by me half of what you say? ”()

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