Chapter 162, thousands of miles of peach blossoms
"In this way, it's still Mrs. Cai Yanfang, who has this blessing!"
Da Qiao listened to Lu Su's words, and his face was full of regret.
Sun Ce injured the enemy with three arrows under the city today, thinking that he was in the limelight, and came to the Liangqiao camp to show off his martial arts.
He didn't expect that his domineering spirit, in the heart of the woman he liked, seemed to be much worse than the words of the Yellow Turban Captain.
Stuffed, aggrieved, Jiangdong little overlord, above the history books, offended the Jiangnan Shi clan together, he was originally a stubborn character, and Sun Ce was the most flattering in his life.
In the girl's tent, the little overlord was full of embarrassment, angry and anxious, and the sweat on his face was also dripping down.
"The weather is hot and dry, so I went back to the tent to rest first, and the two girls also rested early!"
"The yellow turban is a vein, quite thaumaturgy, I heard that Hebei, there are people who use Bupa to confuse girls, Fang Guang this person, with a humble background, has made great achievements in running a party, and in addition to the outstanding people, there should be thaumaturgy."
"Both of them are high-ranking ladies, be careful of being bewitched!"
Sun Ce was angry, and his words made Lu Su embarrassed, after all, he didn't bring the book here, I'm afraid that Sun Bofu would have made progress a long time ago.
The girl's tent, the atmosphere at this time, can be compared to Cao Cao's big tent in Yuzhou, Sun Ce's eyes swept over, Da Qiao's eyes were firm, he bit his lower lip lightly, and he looked disdainful of talking more books with himself, sighed, and arched his hand at Zhou Yu, and then withdrew from the tent in a huff.
"This, Bo Fu looked angry, he knew that Datong's book would not be brought!"
"It's just, Gong Jin, you haven't seen this person, it's really different, where is it like a yellow scarf, saying that it is the chief student of Chang'an Taixue, I'm afraid you can't tell the style of Datong!"
"Quyuan plow, cylinder car!"
Lu Su was certainly embarrassed, but when he talked about Fang Guang, he had a tendency to talk like a river, and at this moment, even Zhou Yu couldn't listen to it.
Mei Zhoulang casually found a reason and quit the camp, not wanting to listen to Fang Guang's half a good word, leaving only the fans of the three Yellow Turban Captains in the tent.
"Zijing, the Dongjun you went to, that Fang Datong, is really so talented, he has these stories, but I heard what people said?"
"Miss Da Qiao, I don't know anything else, I only know that the things recorded in these three books, before Datong wrote it, no one in the world heard about it, and this book should be what Datong people think!"
"Eh, there is such a strange man in the world, but he was not born in Jiangdong!"
Da Qiao bit his lower lip, and a strange color flashed in his phoenix eyes.
What Xiao Qiao cared about, but it was completely different from her sister, the girl's face was excited, and she finally asked a question that had been haunting her heart for a long time.
"Brother Zijing, that Fang Guang, handsome or not, I heard that the Yellow Turban Army is all five big and three thick, with palm-wide heart guards on their chests, a few feet away, and the smell on their bodies is disgusting!"
"If the talent in your mouth is such a person, no matter how talented he is, Xiao Qiao will despise him!"
Xiao Qiao's fists were clenched tightly, and it was obvious that Lu Su's answer was very important to the girl.
The corners of Lu Zijing's mouth curled, and in his mind, Fang Guang, whose eyebrows were like phoenix feathers and his eyes were like stars, was also in his mind.
"Fang Datong, there is no public Jin and beautiful face, but there is more masculine, less domineering, and more elegant and open-minded, you say that there is a peculiar smell? How can it be? I slept with Datong, and I had more flowers on my body! ”
"Cai Yan, Cai, who are you? Her husband is not the kind of yellow turban in your heart who is handsome and full of meat! ”
"Datong loves clean, compared to the children of the big families I have seen, it is even better!"
"By the way, the taste you said, I heard Datong say, now everything is complicated, and when he is free, he wants to take the world's flower essence and make Baiwei incense, which is still related to wine, and I don't know!"
Lu Su's dry mouth satisfied the curiosity of Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao's sisters about Fang Guang.
A yellow turban lieutenant, everything is done on the aesthetic point of the Jiangdong sisters, so that the two girls who sent Lu Su sat in the tent, and they couldn't help themselves, and their cheeks were flushed.
"Sister, this Datong is so flavorful, compared to the Jiangdong landscape, what West Lake, it's much more fun, I really want to meet him!"
"Ah, I want to see him, I want to!"
There were only two sisters in the tent, and Xiao Qiao had a strange temper, buried his head in a collapsed place, and couldn't help but kick and coddle the sky.
"It's time to meet, write the man who is helpless and the night is dark, I really want to see, I want peony perfume, I want it!"
Xiao Qiao originally thought that if she was crazy, her sister must scold, but she didn't expect that Da Qiao, who has always had everyone's beautiful temperament, was even more obsessed with Fang Guang than her.
Xiao Qiao raised his head and looked at Da Qiao, the beauty in front of him, his eyes were like drunk, implying water, a mixture of melancholy, his chest was rising and falling fiercely, obviously fighting between heaven and man.
"Sister, what do you want to do? Don't scare me, why do you seem to be phlegm? ”
"Silly girl, what nonsense? How is the Jia family in the Red Mansion, I don't know the following, how to sleep peacefully? ”
"Who said that the rest of this book can only be seen by Cai Yan, and I can also see it!"
"Sister, what do you mean in your heart?"
"Little Joe, pack your bags, aren't you the best at pretending to be a man? There is a ship not far from Huiji City, and I heard the housekeeper in the house say that Yangzhou to Jingzhou is only twenty days! ”
"Jingzhou to Dongjun, it's not too far, didn't Gong Jin say yesterday that Cao Cao was fighting in Yuzhou, let's go to Fang Guang and see how this person is? Zijing can go, we can go too! ”
Da Qiao said this, I don't know why, I remembered the four words of falling asleep, her cheeks were flushed, she heard her sister didn't reply for a long time, she had doubts in her heart, and swept away, Xiao Qiao's eyes were full of stars, looking at the north, showing a cute smile.
"Okay, Jingzhou, Yuzhou, great, sister, Jiangdong scenery, I'm tired of seeing it for a long time, the pig demon travels west, we are also traveling to the west, the beauty of Wujun is not as good as a pig!"
"Fang Datong, our sisters are here!"
Xiao Qiao is a doer, and as he speaks, he has already begun to pack his bags.
While a pair of girls were talking, Sun Ce's military camp, and the night was already shrouded.
Half an hour later, a pair of small men wearing Zhou Yu's armor left the camp on horseback and headed straight for the place where the merchants in the west of Huiji City were distributed.
Fang Guangren is in Yuzhou, and the peach blossoms come from themselves.
Xuzhou, twenty miles away from Xiapi, more than a month ago, Liu Bei's army, which was dressed up and went out of the city, seemed to have become a legion of exiles called Huazi.
There are 20,000 elites, and there are only more than 3,000 people who have returned here today.
These more than 3,000 people, except for Liu Guanzhang and Jian Yong, Mi Zhu, Sun Qian, the rest of them are all yellow and thin, let alone fighting, even if they hold the blade in their hands, it is already difficult.
These soldiers, who died in Guangling, were only a thousand people, and the others were consumables, and they disappeared in the land of Huaibei inexplicably.
The three words of cannibalism, which means blood, Liu Bei's trilogy here, everyone knows it in their hearts.