The next day, Liu Fan and Gao Shun went out of the pot together.

Liu Fan continued to drive from Shangdang to Xiliang.

Gao Shun bid farewell to Liu Fan and walked in the direction of Hanoi.

Half a day later, Liu Fan came to Hedong and passed through Anyi.

Liu Fan passed the door without entering, and ran non-stop.

Outside the land of Sanfu, the beacon smoke is everywhere.

The Han and Qiang forces led by Beigong Boyu and Li Wenhou were so powerful that no one could sanction them.

Liu Fan also heard about the turmoil in Jincheng and Tianshui, so he deliberately bypassed the turmoil area and bypassed Beidi, Anding and other counties.

When Liu Fan came to Wuwei Guzang, it was already five days later.

When it came, the light and the seventh year, late September.

The weather in Liangzhou has turned cold.

This morning, the sky was overcast, and at noon, it felt like rain and snow were coming.

A cold wind blew, sweeping the dead grass and fallen leaves on the ground.

A swarm of insects shook their bodies and flew from one dead branch to another.

Liu Fan, who was dressed in linen brown clothes, felt cold.

After coming to Jia Xu's thatched hut not far away, Liu Fan tied his horse to a tree a mile away as usual.

Then he walked to Jia Xu's house on foot.

After nearly a year, Liu Fan came here again. The scene is the same as it was a year ago.

After coming to Jia Xu's house, Liu Fan knocked on the chai door.

Jamu poked his head out of the house, and when he saw someone outside the door, he rubbed his hands and ran out of the house.

As he approached, Jamu noticed that the person was familiar.

I haven't seen you for a year, Jia Mu has not changed much, but Liu Fan has changed a lot.

In his one-year military career, he fought with great strength and led the troops to fight.

A year ago, when Liu Fan stood here, he was delicate and temperamental.

Now the temperament is still there, but there is more majesty than others.

"Jamu, do you remember me?" After Jia Mu opened the door, Liu Fan smiled at him.

"You are Liu Fan...... General Zhengbei, I heard that you are fighting with traitors in Jizhou, how did you come to this? Jamu was shocked and asked.

The poem that Liu Fan carved in the courtyard made Jia Mu unforgettable.

It has been a month since Zhang Jiao's defeat, but Jizhou and Liangzhou are far apart, and the flow of information is slow. In addition to the rebellion of Beigong Boyu and Li Wenhou, the news was blocked.

"Zhang Jiao has been calmed down, and I will naturally appear here." Liu Fan replied.

"General Zhengbei, please come in." Jia Mu saluted Liu Fan and asked.

"Is your father here?" After Liu Fan entered the courtyard, he asked the purpose of coming to Wuwei Guzang this time.

"Father is reading a book in the main house. I don't know why? My father hadn't traveled since he came back from that trip a year ago, and he usually went out whenever it wasn't a busy farming season. After answering Liu Fan's question, Jia Mu muttered suspiciously.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Liu Fan smiled in his heart.

Jia Mu took Liu Fan to the thatched hut facing Chaimen.

The attentive Liu Fan heard a slight snoring when he was at the door, and stretched out his hand to stop Jia Mu, who was about to lift the straw curtain and enter.

"Mr. Wenhe is sleeping, so he should not be disturbed." Liu Fan lowered his voice, and then slowly stepped back.

Jia Mu was surprised, he didn't expect General Zhengbei to respect his father so much. He also followed Liu Fan and slowly retreated.

"It's cold outside the house, why don't you go back to the east house to bake the fire first, the general of Zhengbei is tired, I let my mother cook some food."

Jia Mu said softly to Liu Fan.

"I am a visitor, and it is rude to go to a private house without entering the hall." Liu Fan shook his head and said, "I'll just wait outside the door." ”

"It's rude for distinguished guests to come to the door and refuse to leave." Jamu replied.

"I'm here to ask for talent, and I'm a corporal of Lixian. Go back, and let your father see my sincerity. Liu Fan opened his mouth and said, his words could not be refused.

"That's it!"

Jia Mu also hoped that his father would serve Liu Fan, the general of the expedition to the north, and patronize the thatched house three times, and honesty was enough to move the world.

Who doesn't know what Liu Fan did? When a virtuous minister chooses a master, he must first choose him.

Jia Mu returned to the east house, and Liu Fan stayed outside Jia Xu's house.

The surroundings are very quiet, and the autumn wind is heard from time to time.

The clouds in the sky are getting thicker and thicker, the howling wind is getting heavier and heavier, and everything is a sign that the rain is coming.

Jia Mu and Jia Xu's wife Xu asked Liu Fan to go back to the house so as not to catch a cold in the rain, but Liu Fan refused.

A quarter of an hour later, the autumn rain arrived.

At first, it was like smoke and fog, silently floating on the land of Xiliang.

After a while, a light rain like a thin thread fell from the sky, and slowly the light rain turned into moderate rain, and it continued on and on.

During his military career, Liu Fan was often drenched in rain, but it was the first time he felt such a cold rain as today.

This is estimated to be the last autumn rain in the Xiliang area.

There were still some leaves on the tree, but this autumn rain has knocked all the dead leaves off the tree.

The rain soaked Liu Fan's clothes and ruffled his hair, and Liu Fan bathed in the cold autumn rain, standing still.

Bathing in the ice and rain, just to seek talents!

In order to get this strange plan, it is a genius who has no last resort.

Jia Xu is different from other strategists, and he also has many achievements in military affairs.

The Art of War, the Art of War, and the Art of War, can be the division of the three armies.

"Although the father is scattered, he has a long-cherished wish. Now I have received the Lord's grace and repaid it with all my heart. ”

Jamu was under the eaves and muttered to himself.

An hour later, the autumn rain did not stop.

But the straw curtain in front of Liu Fan was pushed open, and a middle-aged man of thirty-seven or eighteen years old walked out of the room, opened his arms and yawned, looking sleepy-eyed.

"It's raining so hard...... Hey! As soon as Jia Xu said a word to himself, he saw a figure in the rain.

Liu Fan was determined, and the icy rain did not cause a trace of fluctuation in his heart.

Although the rain blurred his vision, Liu Fan could still see it when Jia Xu came out.

He walked over slowly, arched his hand and said to Jia Xu: "Liu Fan of Hedong, meet Mr. Jia Xu."

"Liu Fan, the general of Zhengbei, have you been waiting for me outside?"

Jia Xu asked in surprise, feeling great in his heart.

"Mr. Wen is resting, and it is inconvenient to disturb, so I am waiting outside!" Liu Fan replied.

"Torture the old man, please enter the hall." Jia Xu pulled Liu Fan's soaked arm, looking unbearable.

"I don't dare to ask for it." Liu Fan entered the hall with Jia Xu.

The hut was the same as the last time, with a low table, a small bed, and a bookshelf full of bamboo slips.

"A few days ago, Wen Jun fought the main force of Zhang Jiao in Jizhou, but now he appeared in my thatched house, can you accomplish your achievements?"

Jia Xu invited Liu Fan to take a seat, and then knelt opposite Liu Fan and said.

"Zhang Jiao's busy life, not a real hero in troubled times, is far from an immortal achievement. If you can combine the states and counties, innovate the old times, and turn the troubled times into prosperous times, so that the Quartet Yidi dare not surrender, it will be regarded as an immortal achievement. Liu Fan looked at Jia Xu and asked, "God has given me a chance, can Mr. Jia Xu set this immortal cause with me......