Chapter 12, I wish to have Cai Wenji, and the white head will not be separated

"Ah, Mr. Datong is going to be rough, uh, this is!"

In front of Fang Guang, Li Dian couldn't help but scream when he saw that Mr. Strategist was so neat and even more chic than himself, and covered his face in pain with one hand.

Something happened, something happened, and I followed the instructions of the lord to surprise Mr. Datong as if it was a mess.

Mr. This hand-to-hand fighting technique has the slightest sense of pity and cherishing jade, this time, a pair of beautiful people met for the first time, and they rubbed a strange spark.

"Hey, you're it?"

Fang Guang, who subconsciously lifted the person on the horse down, knelt down on one knee and touched his waist with one hand.

Joke.

This is a troubled time, and the last insurance in Fang Guang's heart has never been unloaded.

It wasn't until he heard Man Cheng's exclamation that he realized that something was wrong, Fang Guang leaned over and looked, and the face armor of the figure under him was rolled out by him.

Under the mask, a cold and beautiful face and eyes were full of sadness, but there were still seven points of dissatisfaction, and they were looking at themselves coldly.

The woman he hugged and fell was actually a pretty woman who had seen her for the first time since she crossed over, her appearance was rare, and her temperament was even more rare!

Ordinary women, tears have already flowed out of his eyes like this, and now the woman under her has sweated in pain, but she has not complained at all.

"Mr. Datong, this is a good match given to Mr. by the lord, Cai Yong, the daughter of Lord Cai, is Cai Yong, the daughter of Lord Cai!"

"Miss Cai's family background and appearance are rare in the world, why is Mr. Datong so rude when they meet for the first time?"

After listening to Li Dian's words, after coming to this world, Fang Guang felt ashamed for the first time.

He scratched his head, and carefully picked up the woman on the ground with both hands, Cai Yan looked at his cautious appearance, and a different color flashed in his eyes.

"Girl, don't blame, Ming Gong's Eastern Crusade, Yanzhou is unstable, I have something in my heart, so I didn't take it seriously, the girl didn't hurt anywhere."

Cai Yan listened to his words, slowly removed his armor, revealing a white robe.

She rolled up her sleeves, and there was already a bruise on her jade-like forearm.

"Fang Guang, the word is the same, Cao Gong asked me to come here to meet Mr. You treat people like this? But after listening to the matter of the Wei family in the river, I know that I am Kefu's body, so Liwei is here? ”

The woman in front of her had a cold voice, and the meaning of her words was even more full of pity.

Cai Yan, isn't it Cai Wenji, Fang Guang has been a human being in two lives, how can he not know that this woman has a miserable life.

Thinking of the daughter of a generation of famous ministers, who lived in the north and circulated Hu Ji eighteen beats to future generations, the fate of the delicate girl was really bumpy.

Now I was hurt by myself, but I didn't even have the intention of complaining.

This woman, wanting to come to this world, has already suffered countless grievances to be like this!

In Fang Guang's heart, there was a sudden sense of love and pity.

He was not a person in this world in the first place, and he was not bound by the etiquette of the late Han Dynasty, so after listening to Cai Yan's words, he gritted his teeth and chuckled, took two steps forward, picked up the crook of the girl's leg with one hand, and hugged her in his arms.

"Kefu? In front of our Guang, how can Kefu say? ”

"Since it was given to Guang by the Duke of Ming, he didn't dare to refuse, General Mancheng went to the post house in the city to rest first, but he invited the general to a wedding banquet for a few days!"

After Fang Guang finished speaking, he didn't say much, he grabbed Cai Yan's waist with one hand, and jumped on the war horse with the other hand on the saddle.

"You, you are really still a disciple!"

Before Cai Yan was arranged by Cao Cao, she inquired about Fang Guang's name, and in her heart, the Yellow Turban was born either as a barbaric person or as a conservative and life-saving person.

But he didn't expect Fang Guang to be so uninhibited, and he held her in his arms in front of hundreds of stunned people in Dongjun.

Riding a black horse, he galloped towards the county guard's mansion with a neigh.

Cai Yan, who was in Fang Guang's arms, listened to the cheers of the people's soldiers, smelled the strong manly breath in his nose, and bit his lower lip deadly.

There was nothing to say all night, and it was not until the third pole of the sun on the second day that Fang Guang was full of smiles and began to stretch his body on the edge of the couch.

On the couch, Cai Yan, a talented woman, looked at Fang Guang, who was fierce but didn't even have the strength to raise her little finger.

"It's really from the Yellow Turban Army, and he spares no effort in everything!"

With Cai Yan's words, Fang Guang's beast blood boiled again.

Looking at the woman's delicate face, Fang Guang finally held himself down.

"You wait, I'll cook it myself and prepare a few delicious things for you!"

"I'll eat it for a while, the lady will definitely teach me the rhythm, my Guang Six Arts are all good at the rhythm, the rhythm is slightly worse, Ming Gong is clear, just match the lady with me!"

Fang Guang laughed, gently helped Cai Yan cover the quilt and strode towards the dining room.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, most of the folk cooking was stewed, although there was no iron pot for a while, Fang Guang had already prepared a copper pot with bronze in the mansion for self-entertainment.

He fried a few dishes casually, and almost swallowed his tongue when the talented girl Cai Yan ate.

At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, men and women were married, and there was not so much red tape, Cai Yan originally made up his mind to commit himself to Fang Guang but not to repay Cao Cao's kindness.

It's just that the two got along for a few days, and the talented girl Cai Yan was pleasantly surprised to find that this husband from the Yellow Turban Captain was not only proficient in martial arts, but also knew everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

In addition to the piano skills, he can guide Fang Guang one or two, and he actually suppresses himself for the rest of his talents.

is the piano method, Fang Guang is not very familiar with the skills of playing, he is proficient in all kinds of bizarre tunes, a strange tune is like snow, and Cai Yan, who was aroused, couldn't help but burst into tears.

Cao Cao is really accurate in seeing people, Chen Liucai is a talented woman, and Fang Guang is a rare good match in the world.

Fang Guang, the actual county guard of Dongjun, has been handling official business in the mansion every day since Cai Yan arrived.

Chen Gong's party, the Yanzhou scholars, originally cared about him very much, but when the people who monitored him saw him like this, they thought that the Yellow Turban Army was easy to indulge in wine after all, and slowly they also despised him.

In the past few days, suddenly one day, the county guard's mansion, a wedding card was sent out, it turned out that three days later, Fang Guang was going to hold a wedding banquet to invite the head of the city sergeant clan.

The county guard's mansion, in the quiet room, Guo Jia, who had only returned from urging food outside the city, had obviously felt the unusual undercurrent in Yanzhou, and came to discuss major matters with Fang Guang with a worried look on his face.

"Datong, you are an immortal talent, I know it, but the general trend in Yanzhou is not right, Zhang Miao and Wu Zi have not paid food for a month and a half!"

"I heard Mancheng say, Chen Liu, between the counties of Puyang County, there are inexplicable light horses passing through, you are going to hold a wedding banquet now, is it Meng Lang!"

"Also, I heard Mancheng say that on the day of the wedding banquet, you will open the city gate day and night to welcome the township and county scholars, if this is taken by someone with a heart, it will ......"

Guo Jia's face was full of worry, but Fang Guang knew that today's Miaocai would have this question.

also knows that Guo Jia is still a good talker, if Xun Yu stayed here, I am afraid that he would have slapped the table a long time ago and let himself be careful.

He took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to Guo Jia in front of him.

Guo Jia, who has always boasted of having nothing to move, couldn't help beating a few times just by looking at the person who sent the letter, and the more he read the letter, the more frightened he became.

The more he looked at the comrade from the Yellow Turban Army in front of him, the stronger his admiration became.