In the school military field, Zu Mao, who was wearing armor, was urging the soldiers to train, and the strictness of the lord's rule of the army was well-known, and he did not dare to slack off.

"Daiei."

Outside the school military field, Sun Jian arrived on horseback against the early morning sun, and he was still far away from Zu Mao, so he had already waved his hand and called.

Now under the command of Sun Jian, Zu Mao is his closest general.

"Daiei, come."

The soldiers under him took the horses, and Zu Mao walked quickly to the front with his helmet, and saluted with his fists in front of the soldiers: "My lord." ”

Sun Jian didn't let him finish the salute, and immediately dragged the other party's arm with both hands to hold him up: "Da Rong, I came here today because I have something important, so I don't need to be polite." ”

The reason why Sun Jian trusts Zu Mao is that he and Zu Mao have been playmates since childhood, and they have a sense of fellow villagers. Both of them are from Fuchun, and since Sun Jian started the army, Zu Mao has followed him left and right, and the fathers and elders in the military camp know this.

"Lord, could it be that Dong has changed his life, and he will send troops in the near future?"

Sun Jian shook his head and asked, "Da Rong, have you heard about Hua Xiong's death in battle?" ”

"Impossible!"

Zu Mao shook his head like a rattle: "Huaxiong is the most brave under Dong Zhuo, it was Lu Bu who voted for Dong Zhuo before he took a back seat, he died, and there was no news flying all over the sky." Although we are in Changsha, it won't be impossible to hear the wind at all, right? ”

Seeing that Sun Jian was silent, Zu Mao asked again: "Who killed it?" ”

He pondered that if he angered Dong Zhuo, he might be beheaded......

"Warm wine."

"Who?"

Sun Jian frowned and said, "I'm ......" As soon as he said these two words, he remembered that he couldn't tell Zu Mao the truth, if he said it, he wouldn't be crazy?

"Last night, I had a dream, and in the dream, the immortals pointed out and said a few words, including warm wine and Huaxiong."

Zu Mao was suspicious: "What else did you say?" ”

"Three Heroes Battle Lu Bu."

Hiss.

Zu Mao gasped: "Could it be that this time the princes of the Eighteen Roads are begging for Dong, and there must be a general?" But why Wenjiu and Sanying, a certain and the lord have never heard of it. If they can really kill Huaxiong and Zhan Lu Bu, the Lord should make friends, even if they have different aspirations, they should not be offended. ”

"But when did this happen? Recently, the princes of all walks of life have been discussing the alliance, and there is no big war, if someone takes the lead, we should be able to know, right? ”

Sun Jian didn't wait to speak, and Zu Mao asked again: "Lord, what else did you say?" ”

Sun Jian pointed to his nose: "I, defeated Liang Dong, throw away my armor and remove my headscarf to let you take it with you to attract pursuers, I will take advantage of the chaos to escape." ”

"Liang Dong?"

"Lord, if this Liang Dong doesn't go to Dong, maybe he won't be there in this life, could it be that what the gods said happened on the way to Dong?"

Sun Jian thought thoughtfully: "If Huaxiong didn't die, it should be." ”

"Anything else?"

Sun Jian glanced at Zu Mao and shook his head: "It's gone." ”

There are some taboo words that even the closest people can't say, just like He's Bi.

"That's weird......"

Sun Jian echoed casually: "Yes, it's too strange. ”

Strange things are still happening, those voices disappeared after he fell asleep last night, and they haven't appeared until now, if it weren't for Zu Mao being his closest person, this matter would not have been told to anyone else anyway. What's more, in these years, almost everyone says 'the gods are in a dream', and when the Yellow Turban Army was in turmoil a few years ago, all kinds of gods flew all over the sky, and everyone was used to it.

"Da Rong, how are the preparations for the grain and grass?"

Zu Mao hurriedly replied: "General Huang is currently in Lingling and Guiyang to supervise this matter, but ......"

"But what?"

"We have only put down the rebellion here, and the people have to collect food before they can produce with peace of mind, and they are also pitiful."

It's expropriation, not acquisition, it's too normal for warlords to levy grain these days, and besides, even if Sun Jian wants to buy it, he can't come up with the money.

As she was talking, an old woman standing outside the barracks was blocked by two soldiers, pulling her neck and shouting: "Master of the house, go home and take a look, something is wrong!" ”

As soon as Sun Jian turned around, it was the old woman who was in charge of taking care of Sun Quan in his own family: "What's the matter! ”

"The second son doesn't know what spells he has learned, and the house is about to open!"

Sun Jian's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he called his subordinates and shouted, "Malai!" ”

The war horse was pulled out again, Sun Jian turned over and whipped twice after the horse, and the war horse under his crotch screamed violently, raised his hooves and galloped away with smoke and dust all the way.

Taishou House.

Sun Quan was sitting on the courtyard fiddling with a bunch of things and looked stunned, still carrying a torch in his hand, the torch was billowing black smoke in broad daylight, and when he looked at it from a distance, it was really similar to a demon.

"What is the proportion of gunpowder? The 1750 ratio was supposed to be a fixed ratio of 15 parts saltpeter, 3 parts charcoal, and 2 parts sulfur, but why didn't I get it? ”

Sun Quan picked up an extremely rough piece of paper, threw the torch to the ground next to him, let the burning torch roll around the saltpeter, charcoal, sulfur, these things, and concentrated on weighing the items in front of him, according to the weight of the buoy stuck on it, the saltpeter was loaded one by one, followed by charcoal and sulfur, and when it was ready, the paper bag was wrapped and placed in an open place, and shouted at the next person: "You, come here." ”

A subordinate ran from far to near, and the others were so frightened that they hid outside the courtyard, Sun Quan pointed to the torch on the ground: "Go, light the fire." ”

Poof!

The subordinate knelt down directly: "Second son, spare me, I still have a family to raise!" ”

"I'll let you go, do you hear?"

When Sun Jian returned home, he happened to see this scene.

"Quan'er, what's going on?"

He shouted angrily, and all his subordinates knelt down.

On weekdays, the Taishou Mansion does not kneel and worship, but since someone was guarded and stolen by Sun Jian in a rage and cut off his hands, and he was able to survive by kneeling and begging for mercy, almost everyone knows that once the head of the family is angry, it is really scary.

The subordinate next to Sun Quan used his knees as legs and walked to Sun Quan's side: "Family master, save me, the second son is practicing demon law, the last person who burned that thing with fire was choked by a puff of black smoke, and that thing can still emit a huge fireball tumbling in the air, and it has been sent to the hospital, I don't want to die yet!" ”

After Sun Jian heard what he said, as if he didn't see this person, he walked past him, ran to Sun Quan, reached out and grabbed his ear and shouted: "Ridiculous!" ”

Sun Quan was directly picked up, screaming in pain, and his face was full of dissatisfaction.

After scolding, Sun Jian involuntarily glanced back at the wrapped paper bag and asked, "What is this?" ”

Sun Quan was silent, a pair of small eyes staring directly at him.

But what Sun Jian heard was: [As if you know what I said. The disgust between those words made Sun Jian very annoyed!

This time, Sun Jian was very sure that his son really didn't open his mouth, but he kept staring at that little mouth.

At this time, a pungent smell of sulfur rushed into Sun Jian's nose, choking him and frowning.

How could ordinary people touch sulfur, if it weren't for Sun Jian's military career for so many years, he wouldn't have distinguished this thing just by taste. He hurriedly picked up the torch, and the moment he got up, he slapped his backhand at Sun Quan's cheek - pop!

A crisp slap sound shook the entire courtyard, and at that moment, everyone could almost imagine that the second son's cry was about to appear.