Lu Hangyu muttered and walked away.

Liu Bei and Chen Deng silently watched the very tall figure put on their shoes, went down the steps, picked up a box of bamboo slips, and strode out.

Then Chen Deng turned his head and glared at his lord.

The father-in-law once again picked up the yak tail from the desk, looked at those two eyes, and began the manual work to calm his emotions.

His hands are very skillful, and he can usually carry a long sword, a horse lance, and a halberd, but now he can also delicately pick out the smooth oxtail with his little finger, divide it into several locks, and braid it.

Seeing the lord so silent, calmly doing manual work, Chen Yuanlong was finally defeated.

"In fact, there is nothing wrong with the Lord's actions. Saburo has already written to me......"

The lord's ten nimble fingers suddenly stopped.

"Changwen has been extremely uncomfortable in these days in Beihai."

“…… How to feel uncomfortable? ”

Chen Deng touched his beard.

"For example, if the hanging fish talks to him, he doesn't feel comfortable."

“……”

"But Hanging Fish doesn't speak to him, and he doesn't feel comfortable."

“…………”

"Hanging fish talking to the others," Chen Deng pouted, "he is even more uncomfortable. ”

Chapter 220

Unlike Chen Qi and Chen Deng's father and son who were born in Xiapi Chen, Chen Qun is an outsider here, he was born in Yingchuan, and his father and brother came to Xuzhou for refuge. Entering the door is a small pool, paved with white stone roads on the left and right, and a few clumps of bamboo planted under the wall.

She dismounted at the gate, let the servant carry the box of bamboo slips, and as she walked in, Chen Qun hurried out of the house.

He stood in front of the door of the main room and was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly walked down the steps, "Why is Ciyu here?" ”

"The lord has a box of books, saying that Hongdumen was scattered and obtained by Zhang Mengzhuo, and I heard that you and Kong Beihai were busy with the affairs of the palace, so I sent it to you."

Chen Qun was still wearing clogs, a little flustered.

He had just put on the two clogs when she had already walked in front of him, as if he hadn't expected her to come, and his figure was still shaking.

She kindly helped him, but he immediately dodged him.

…… Okay, high-caste creatures may all be like this, and Chen Qun can't be blamed for it.

"Actually, you don't have to come out to meet me," she said, "I've brought the book, and I'll go back first." ”

Chen Qun, who was finally standing in the courtyard properly, saw that she was leaving, and immediately spoke.

"Ciyu has worked tirelessly to personally send me these ancient books, how can he leave in a moment? Come in and sit down for a while. ”

"You're welcome, I'm just on the way," she looked at the uncomfortable face of the disciplinary committee, and felt that the white stone road under her feet was very hot, and while directing the servant to put down the book, her feet began to move out, "I'll take my leave first-"

The face of the disciplinary committee member standing at the foot of the steps sank.

"What do you mean, General?"

She had already taken two steps out of her foot and had to stop, "...... What does that mean? ”

"The general went to Tian Guorang, Taishi Ziyi never had to be in a hurry, even Zhang Wenyuan, who was newly arrived under the lord's account, never rushed so much when the general went to his camp to talk."

…… The little white jade-like face looked at her coldly, and the accusation was overflowing.

But is there anything wrong with her going to Tian Yu to talk about the world? Is there anything wrong with going to Tai Shi Ci to eat and drink? Go to Wen Yuan to watch him train cavalry, then there is no problem! What kind of friendship did she have with them, Zhang Liao got to know her when she was a fleeing civilian, and she knew Tian Yu Taishi Ci when she was a husband, can this friendship be compared with Chen Qun? Who is going to show a cat's face here?

She was a little confused.

"Could it be that the nobles don't step on the ground?"

…… Okay, this person is good at moral kidnapping, and she's defeated.

This master room is not lavishly furnished, but it is comfortable, with sunlight streaming in and shining on the half-worn but cleanly wiped floor.

There are many bamboo slips on the shelves, and there are also a few books piled up on the desk. Seeing that she had finally come in, Chen Qun commanded the servants to bring a mat for her to sit on, and at the same time turned out the box from under the shelf, and the box turned out again......

She craned her neck to look and found that it had turned out......

A set of tea sets.

Copper, with a very delicate lotus flower texture engraved on it.

Maybe he attaches importance to this tea set, or he may have this hobby, anyway, the disciplinary committee members instructed the servants to take this tea set to make tea in front of him, and he also explained in detail how to cook it......

Which piece of cake and tea in a small box in which box, how much ginger to add, how much salt to add.

Not to mention the details, the tools are also very complicated, she is dazzled, and she only feels that this group of scholars and her are not creatures of the same planet at all.

The brewed tea was quickly served, and it was finally time for the next step of social activities.

The beautiful young man sitting upright on the mat glanced at her, with a rare smile on his face, and invited her to taste his treasured cakes and tea.

…… She took a sip in awe.

"How?"

“…… Scald. ”

The Disciplinary Committee held the clay cup, the smile on his face disappeared again, and the room fell into a terrible silence again.

After a while, he finally found another topic, "Is there anything wrong in Qingzhou?" ”

"Nothing." She said dryly.

In fact, there is something wrong, according to the hint of the lord, she needs to return to Qingzhou immediately, prepare military affairs, shrink the defense line, transfer a mobile force, and hoard grain and grass in Langya, ready to support the Guangling and Lingbi fronts at any time.

Any war ends as quickly as possible, and the longer it drags on, the more painful it is for everyone, especially for the people. Despite the starvation of Huainan, she still wants to do everything possible to minimize the impact of the war on civilians.

Qingzhou's winter wheat harvest is obviously failing, and she wonders, can she get some more grain from the big households?

However, these trivial matters are told to Chen Qun, and Chen Qun may not be interested in listening.

Seeing that after she answered simply, she was silent again, Chen Qun was silent for a while, and spoke again.

The voice is very soft, and it doesn't sound like the momentum of trying to find her stubble.

"When is Ciyu going to return to Qingzhou?"

The question was simple, and she answered it without thinking about it.

"I'm going back tomorrow."

The disciplinary committee member was taken aback, and the small mouth with a pretty lip shape immediately opened slightly and quickly closed again.

"In the past few months, I've only been home once," he seemed a little flustered and a little aggrieved, "I still have a lot of books here that haven't been sorted out!" ”

"That Changwen will stay at home for a while," she glanced at him, and immediately added, "Are you worried that Kong Beihai will look for you when he is in the Academy?" You can also write a letter for a long article, and I will bring it to Kong Beihai when I return to Qingzhou! ”

She said this very politely, friendly, considerate, and there was nothing wrong with her, and she was simply a model among her colleagues.

But Chen Qun was silent, just staring at her.

The thin and dark eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if they were resentful, and even more like they were very unhappy with her, and a pair of black eyes stared at her coldly under the eyebrows.

…… The atmosphere is even more bizarre.

The tea in the clay cup was still a little hot, but it was nothing, so she quickly tilted her neck and drank it in three sips and two sips.

"I've drunk the tea, too," she put down the finished teacup, and then she got up numbly, "I won't bother the long text too much." ”

The sun is slanting slightly to the west, so the sun shines deeper, dyeing the interior a bright pale gold.

As soon as she got up and was about to walk out, there was a rustling sound behind her.

"Ciyu."

When she turned around, Chen Qun, who had also gotten up, stepped forward.

"What?"

The two eyebrows furrowed, then stretched and furrowed again.

"The lord went south to attack Yuan Shu this time, and it has nothing to do with Qingzhou." He said.

Actually, it was related, but she didn't want to say so much, so she just nodded, wanting to hear what Chen Qun wanted to say.

"Yes."

"Then what will happen to you after you return to Qingzhou......" he pondered for a moment, "what do you need...... What needs to be done? ”

"What is the aspect of the long article asking?" She felt very inexplicable, "City defense? Cavalry? Winter wheat harvesting? Grain and grass requisition? ”

This young scribe of about twenty years old usually has a good reputation, calm and elegant, quick thinking, although he is not good at the art of war, but being a civil official is very gold-all-trades, he is very good at learning, he is also very familiar with Chinese law, and in general, although he loves to make small reports, but he is indeed quite capable.

Standing here now and learning to hum mosquitoes gives people a very weird feeling.

"I'm not asking that," he snorted, his voice getting quieter, "I'm asking you, asking you about your own private affairs......

…… She couldn't understand Chen Qun today.

It's either that there is something wrong with that tea, or that you have eaten something that you can't digest, or that you ......

She suddenly guessed a clue from his writhing expression.

The lord went south to attack Yuan, people's hearts were turbulent, and Chen Qun also wanted to find a position and follow the lord south, so let's hear her opinion? Maybe you still want to ask her to help you talk to the lord?

Young people always yearn for power and lordship, for meritorious deeds, and to leave a name for themselves in history, even a scribe would have such a mind.

…… But she always felt that Chen Qun's performance on the battlefield was not much better than Kong Rong.

"I have nothing to do."

And I don't have a personal relationship with you, if you want to fight Yuan Shu, then just go, don't want to ask me for help.

She finally answered him so frankly.

So Chen Qun didn't say anything more, just sent her out in silence.

The sun shines in the courtyard, the new bamboo that grows after the spring rain has a deep and shallow green, the wind blows, blowing the slender and slender bamboo, and also blowing the pale cyan wide robe sleeves, but it can't blow the figure standing quietly in the courtyard.