It is completely different from the small bridge and flowing water in the old house of Juchao, in the same mid-autumn season, the horn outside Shucheng is full of frost and frost, and there is endless sorrow and farewell.

According to the spies' report, the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet will be held in the Lukang Mansion in the city tonight, and at sunset, the city gate will be keyed, and it will not be killed out of the city. When Sun Ce received this news, he immediately instructed the gang to add a piece of potato cake to each soldier, and took out the only twenty jars of sake in the camp, diluted it with spring water, and shared it with everyone.

In addition to the 500 soldiers on duty, the remaining 1,500 people, from the captain to the sergeants, were all in the sky, waiting for the arrival of the commander in the light of the campfires.

Tonight's meal was naturally very happy for the soldiers, and their worries about the rumors of insufficient food and grass in the army were also somewhat alleviated. But the war dragged on for a long time, and the soldiers looked at the full moon hanging high on the top, and their homesickness couldn't help but be heavier. In the depths of the distant mountains, I don't know who blew the Qiang pipe, whimpering, like whispering from someone, which makes people more and more depressed.

Just as the sorrow was pouring out, someone among the soldiers whispered: "The young general is here!" Everyone immediately cheered up and sat down. Several lieutenants from Cheng Pu and below all stood up in unison and said to Sun Ce: "Young General! ”

coincided with the festive season, but Sun Ce did not wear silver armor, except for the jade medal awarded by the imperial court around his waist, which was almost no different from ordinary soldiers. After the sentence "all the generals are exempt from courtesy", everyone sat down, Sun Ce followed the crowd, walked into the more than 1,000 soldiers, and said loudly: "Today's mid-autumn, everyone is besieging the city very hard, so we hereby add a meal and set up a banquet, drink with the brothers, and celebrate the festival together." ”

All the soldiers looked at Sun Ce attentively, and when they saw him holding up their cups, all the soldiers also raised their glasses. Sun Ce looked around, then walked up to a soldier and asked, "Where are you from?" ”

The soldier was stunned for a moment, and immediately replied: "Jiujiang Shouchun people." ”

Sun Ce patted him on the back of the shoulder, and asked another soldier next to him, "Where are you from?" ”

"Wujun Fuchun people."

Sun Ce smiled quietly: "I am still a fellow villager." ”

The soldier didn't expect Sun Ce to climb with him, he was shocked and embarrassed, and couldn't say a word for a long time. Fortunately, Sun Ce didn't care, and changed his words to everyone: "I know that many of you have heard about the shortage of food and grass in the army......

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in all directions. Sun Ce seemed to be happy to see this, with a wicked smile on the corner of his mouth, looking left and right. After everyone talked for a while, he said quietly: "The veterans and veterans among you have all fought bloody battles with your ancestors and worked hard for many years; Young soldiers, admiring their father's exploits, joined the army. My grandson Bofu is not as weak as the crown, and he has no military exploits when he is young. To be able to stand here today is because of the power of our ancestors. And to this day, Sun has besieged the city for four months, but he has still not been able to break through the city. I heard the two generals Cheng and Huang say that even if my father attacked Luoyang, it didn't take so much time. If there is any doubt, Sun has no way to refute it. At present, there is indeed a difficulty in the supply of grain and grass in the army, so no matter who wants to find another job or return to his hometown to work as a farmer, he can go to me and dry the wine in his own bowl, and then he can go out of the camp and go to other places, and my grandson Bofu will never stop him. ”

Sun Ce didn't say that he wanted to stabilize the morale of the army, why did he say such a string of bastard words? Han Dang and Zhu Zhi stared at each other, neither of them knowing what medicine was sold in his gourd. The chatter of the soldiers became louder and louder, and even three or five people got up and ran to the adjacent table, exchanging words with the familiar village party, as if they had begun to retreat. After a while, more than 20 soldiers bravely stepped forward with wine bowls and said to Sun Ce, "Major General......

Without waiting for the visitor to finish speaking, Sun Ce smiled and waved his hand: "No need to say more." After speaking, Sun Ce picked up the wine bowl and drank it all. Seeing this, the soldiers also drank their wines, hugged their fists at Sun Ce, turned around and walked outside the camp.

In this way, there are more than 100 people who have left the camp. After these people left, the remaining soldiers were silent and looked at Sun Ce quietly. Sun Ce understood that the people left behind must be those who have gone through the war and are poor and homeless, and they are the ones who are really willing to obey him.

Sun Ce waved his hand and motioned for a change of lamp, Cheng Pu and Huang Gai took a bowl and poured wine on the other, pouring a full bowl of Sanhai. Sun Ce took the bowl and said to everyone: "Dare to ask the ranks, have you ever thought about it, why did you fight with me?" And why are you besieging the city with me here? It is true that in troubled times, the fields are destroyed, and you can eat enough to fight in war, but you can't farm the land. But as long as you fight, it means that your head is pinned to your belt, and you may die on the battlefield at any time. Just like during the Mid-Autumn Festival, even if there is a family member, you can't reunite with it, eat corn and drink porridge every day, and live a very bitter life, and finally take a sip of wine, or mix it with water. Then why are you still following me? Because you believe that one day, the way of this world will start all over again, and it will be peaceful. One day, the world's bandits and tycoons will be wiped out, and when that time comes, you will be able to return to your hometown without worry, an acre of land, a hoe, a grass hut, marry a wife, have children, and live a good life. ”

Everyone was silent, and many of the soldiers' eyes turned red, and some even hung their heads gloomily, secretly wiping away the tears they couldn't hold back with their hands. Sun Ce held up the big bowl and said word by word: "In order for that day to come as soon as possible, I, Sun Bofu, swear to the sky that as long as I have a mouthful of food to eat and a bowl of wine to drink, I will never let my brothers fail to eat!" The matter of food and grass is not good, Sun Mou gambled on the name of his father Wucheng Hou Sun Po, and it will be solved smoothly, please rest assured! ”

After speaking, Sun Ce drank three cups in a row and smashed all the bowls under his feet.

Hearing Sun Ce say this, more than 1,000 soldiers couldn't hold back their excitement, and they all drank the water and wine in their hands, and spontaneously and rhythmically shouted, "The young general is mighty!" ”

Looking at the passionate soldiers, Sun Ce breathed a sigh of relief, but the burden on his shoulders was a little heavier.

The autumn rain was slightly cold, and on the bluestone slab street in the narrow alley of Juchao, Zhou Yu held an oil-paper umbrella and walked slowly towards the old house. Early this morning, he went up the mountain to stand guard in front of the grave of his deceased wife, talking to her, and it was not until the middle of the night that it rained lightly, and he remembered to go home.

Since she married into the house, they have not had to spend a mid-autumn together, last year and today, he is guarding the lonely mound and looking at the bright moon, and his heart is infinitely lonely. In a hundred years of life, eight or nine times out of ten those who are unsatisfactory, and blind marriage and dumb marriage, it is a blessing to meet her. It's a pity that marriage is like dew, fleeting. Zhou Yu's face was full of gloom, and she secretly thought in her heart, I don't know if she has become a little girl twisting flowers in front of the Buddha, or she drank the Meng Po soup and was reincarnated in someone else's house.

If she has been reincarnated, where should I find her? If she hadn't been able to find her before she had been married, would she have to marry someone else? Thinking of this, Zhou Yu only felt that his heart was like a knife. If there are really ghosts in the world, how good it would be, Zhou Yu looked at the end of the alley, hoping to see the figure of his deceased wife again, but there was only an endless rain curtain at the end of his eyes.

In this world, I can no longer see her figure, and I can no longer hear her voice. The smile that used to be will only be sealed in the memory, even if I desperately try to remember everything about her, I can't resist the destruction of time. Thinking of this, Zhou Yu slowly put down the oil-paper umbrella and let the autumn rain fall on his jade-like handsome face, wetting the Confucian scarf.

The weather is cold, but he can't do anything but be sad. I don't know how long it took, Zhou Yufu put up the umbrella and forcibly collected his thoughts. It's already the third watch, and it's the autumn rain, if you want to leave the dumb Aunt Zhou at the door, I really don't want to go. He couldn't help but sigh, three steps and two steps back to the door of the old house, before knocking on the door, he heard a "squeak", the wooden door opened lightly, a bright smile poked out from behind the wooden door, and whispered: "Are you back?" ”

On August 15, the clouds covered the moon, Xiao Qiao's little face was purer and more beautiful than Yuehua, his little head was wet by the rain, and his black hair was shaggy, which was very cute. Zhou Yu couldn't help frowning: "Why hasn't Miss Xiao Qiao rested yet, what are you doing standing here?" ”

"What else do you say", Xiao Qiao pouted and muttered, "The dumb child is infected with the wind and cold, and Aunt Zhou is also old, so it is not good to help you stay at the door." I let them go to sleep, and I'm fine, I'm just waiting for you here. ”

In the breeze and drizzle, the two shared an oil umbrella, but neither spoke. These three or two steps of the bluestone road seem to be long. At the door of the guest room, Zhou Yu stopped and said to Xiao Qiao: "It's really troublesome Miss Xiao Qiao today, it's cold, rest early." ”

Xiao Qiao nodded, jumped up the stone steps, turned to Zhou Yu and said, "Zhou Lang, have you seen the moon tonight?" ”

Zhou Yu didn't know what Xiao Qiao meant, so he replied truthfully: "I saw it, but it was covered by dark clouds after a while......"

"In my opinion, it's nice to see it, but if there's a full moon every day, there's no point in the festival, right?"

These casual words seemed to mean something else, but before Zhou Yu could react, Xiao Qiao ran into the guest room as if he was running away, hiding his romantic posture.

The rain became heavier, and layers of blisters were raised, and Zhou Yu sighed and turned around, not taking a step for a long time.

Yes, beauty can never be kept, even if he and his deceased wife can join hands for a hundred years, there will be a day when they will return to the West, and it is impossible to stay together forever. Such a simple truth, the twelve or thirteen-year-old Mao girl understands, but he doesn't understand.

Zhou Yu's eyes were dark, and he wanted to take a step, but suddenly heard a strong knock at the door: "Open the door!" I'm General Qiao's subordinate, and I'm here to pick up the two girls back to the camp! ”