The man, whose hair was a mess and his clothes were so dirty that he couldn't see the color clearly, was depressed and restless, frightened and angry, was suddenly stunned.

He maintained that posture, and he sat by himself for a long time, and he didn't notice it until Yang Xiu left.

When the servant came in quietly with a wine jug, Lu Bu suddenly raised his eyes and glanced at him.

"Remove the wine," his tone was so calm that he couldn't hear any emotion, "and you won't have to serve it later." ”

Chapter 338

Even if he is a rough person in the eyes of outsiders, Lu Bu also has a study, but he will be in the future for a long time, and the bamboo slips on the bookshelf will inevitably stick to a little dust.

When the servants saw the lord suddenly go to the study, they couldn't help but be a little flustered, regretting that they were lazy and didn't clean carefully, but now it was useless to regret it, so they could only wait carefully outside, waiting for the lord to suddenly burst out with a scolding at some point.

But for a long time, there was not a sound in the room.

It wasn't until an old servant gently pressed one eye to the crack in the door that he realized that the lord was engrossed in looking at a map.

…… Although he was engrossed, he was still keenly aware of the old servant's peeping gaze.

…… So the servants still received a few scoldings, and then dispersed in peace and went on with their work.

Until the early lights came on, when Chen Gong came to the mansion, Lu Bu still did not come out.

He held a lamp in his hand, shining on the parchment map, and he had not moved a single inch for a long time, so when Chen Gong pushed the door in, he saw at a glance that he was looking at Dongjun.

"General?"

Lu Bu replied vaguely, "Gongtai, you're here." ”

"What are you looking at, General?" Chen Gong asked knowingly.

"The imperial court wants us to rescue Zang Hong," Lu Bu said, "but if our army moves, Yuan Shao will set up a siege in Baima." ”

He still has a scruffy beard and disheveled appearance, and his whole person looks not far from the drunk man on the street, but his thoughts have begun to slowly become clear.

This made Chen Gong extremely surprised.

"Does the general want to save it?"

"If we don't save it," Lu Bu sighed, "I have almost no room for it." ”

Chen Gong walked in, sat down next to Lu Bu, reached out and took the lantern and looked at the map. He is a native of Yanzhou, but his familiarity with the terrain is not as good as that of Lu Bu.

But as he watched, he uttered something astonishing.

"The general is saved, and there is no place for him."

Lu Bu was stunned for a moment, and turned his head to look at him, "Why?" ”

"Why did the imperial court save Zang Hong?"

"Naturally, it is because Zang Hong is loyal to ......"

"What the court wants to save is not Zang Hong alone, but Dongjun." Chen Gong said, "What the imperial court wants is not Zang Hong alone, but more than 100,000 people in Dongjun. ”

Lu Bu was stunned for a moment.

A hint of despair suddenly appeared on his face.

"Yuan Shao is in the north, Cao Cao is in the south, how can I save Dongjun?" He was stunned and said, "Who can save Dongjun?" ”

Chen Gong's gaze was extremely calm, "Liu Bei." ”

Liu Bei was not near Dongjun at this time, but came to Yang'an with his advisers and generals, as well as his soldiers and horses, and thirty miles outside the city, he saw Zhang Xiu waiting in the snow.

Compared with Cao Cao's arrogance in Wancheng, this Liu envoy may be very deep in the city, or maybe he is approachable, he immediately dismounted and came to Zhang Xiu, refused to accept his great gift, and held his hand very cordially, first thanking him for being so enthusiastic and sincere, and then praising his deceased uncle Zhang Ji's reputation for bravery.

Zhang Xiu greeted each other and looked at the world-famous Liu prince uneasily, until at the banquet, after Liu Bei cordially cut a piece of meat for him with his dagger, Zhang Xiu's heart gradually fell back into his stomach.

According to Mr. Wenhe, Cao Cao has shown fatigue, Liu Biao sits on the protection of Jianghan, has no ambition in all directions, and will be mistaken if he lives for a long time.

Since you can choose, you have to choose early, and there is no place if you are late, Jia Xu said.

"I saw Liu Xuande, what should I say?" Zhang Xiu once asked nervously.

"The general can ask Liu Yuanjun about his next move."

"It will be the Son of Heaven who will replace him." Zhang Xiu said decisively.

Jia Xu held a cup and looked at him calmly.

The general's courage and resourcefulness were not surprising to him.

…… Or that the entire Xiliang is full of people who rely on their strength to beg for food, from big to small, from high to high, Dong Zhuo is one of the most talented people, so he got into the position of the Taishi, and the rest of Li Dao, Guo Yan, Han Sui and Ma Teng are all the same short-sighted, so Zhang Xiu will not disappoint him.

It is better to say that it is precisely because these Xiliang fellows have given up thinking with their brains one by one that Jia Xu is particularly valued no matter which general he goes to.

"Liu Yuanjun will definitely not say that he wants to replace the Son of Heaven," Jia Xu said slowly, "He must look very sad, and then he will say that the Son of Heaven is trapped in Luoyang, helpless on all sides, and he very much hopes to raise righteous soldiers, heal the world, and welcome the Son of Heaven to Xiapi...... General, the general must remember! ”

The white mist of the warm sake container rises continuously, and the green smoke from the incense burner becomes a moist and sweet smell, which contains the sweetness of the sake and the richness of the precious spices.

The clan at the upper seat was wearing a robe made of Shu brocade, and the gold thread spread on it, and the candlelight of the branch palace lamp flickered and flickered, and the patterns on the robe also flashed and flickered, and the warm brilliance refracted by the jade belt around the waist was also together.

Isn't Liu Bei a mat weaver and a peddler?

Someone whispered his surprise with his eyes below, this elegant and graceful envoy was really from a humble background?

What does it matter if you come from a humble background? After all, his surname is Liu.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiu's generals, as well as the few wealthy families in Yang'an City, were also relieved, this is not the bearing of the Valvey Family, this is the omen of Yanhan Sanxing!

Jia Xu picked up the cup and glanced at Zhang Xiu quietly, who swallowed a mouthful of saliva and refocused his gaze on Liu Bei.

"When you go through Yuzhou, what do you want to do?"

Liu Bei seemed surprised that he asked such a question, and shook his head with a wry smile.

His expression became a little lonely, even sad, and the people who kept an eye on him during the banquet also quieted down.

So Zhang Xiu made persistent efforts and asked according to the lines memorized in advance:

"Do you want to welcome the Son of Heaven?"

Liu Bei glanced at him in surprise, and finally gained a little more interest in his kind and friendly expression.

"How did General Zhang know?"

"The Son of Heaven is trapped in Luoyang, helpless on all sides, although the embroidery is lonely and poor, he is also suspenseful day and night, and he only hates the power of the force!" Zhang Xiu said hard, "Why don't you raise volunteers, heal the world, and welcome the Son of Heaven?" Embroider the wish to be a pawn! ”

Liu Bei stretched out his hand, held Zhang Xiu's hand, nodded vigorously, and his tone was very solemn, "Zisu's heart is with me!" ”

…… The general finally got Liu Yuanjun's blue eyes! This new big boss looks stable!

The soldiers under Zhang Xiu's command exchanged their heads and ears, and they felt that the whole person was about to get up lightly.

And the strategists on Liu Bei's side glanced at each other and remained silent.

How many steps are there to welcome the Son of Heaven?

The day after the banquet, in Liu Bei's Zhongjun tent, everyone began to study this problem.

Cao Cao not only sent a letter back to reject him, but also increased his forces in the north and south directions, clearly trying to block all routes.

Therefore, if you want to welcome the Son of Heaven, you must defeat Cao Cao, and this becomes a big war again.

While they were discussing like this, a scribe under Zhang Xiu's command, who had never been silent, finally spoke up.

"So you don't have to attack Cao Cao with all your might."

This scribe was mixed in with the officials of Yang'an yesterday, and he was not conspicuous, so naturally no one specially asked him, but now he followed Zhang Xiu to Liu Bei's Zhongjun tent, and everyone naturally looked at him.

"This is Mr. Jia Wenhe, who was originally a close friend of my uncle, and now he is also my teacher." Zhang Xiu immediately introduced that he originally wanted to introduce Jia Xu's previous titles in detail, such as Zuo Fengyi, such as Shangshu, and Guanglu Doctor, but Jia Xu repeatedly warned him that he was not allowed to mention in front of Liu Bei what official position he had held in Li Dao Guo Yan, so the Xiliang general finally followed Jia Xu's instructions, briefly introduced and shut up.

Liu Bei smiled very kindly, and it seemed that he really didn't recognize this strategist, "It turned out to be Mr. Jia Wenhe, what kind of opinion does Mr. have?" ”

"If you want to welcome the Son of Heaven, you can join forces with Liu Biao and go north to enter Wancheng," Jia Xu said, "Wancheng is the gateway to Nanyang, and Cao Cao will definitely not let this city fall." ”

"Hmm......" Liu Bei pondered for a while, "And then?" ”

"Then you don't have to worry about this matter."

Liu Bei glanced at the confused people in the tent, and then at the plainly dressed middle-aged scribe, "Why?" ”

"The world's number one brave general is under the command of the envoy, what else is there to worry about the envoy?"

The world's number one brave general may now be carefully combing his beard, or he may be worrying about counting the grain and grass in the treasury.

But the one Jia Xu said was patrolling the soldiers who were training on Xiao Pei's school ground.

Chen Qun got out of the car and did not immediately enter the camp, but stood at the gate and watched her from a distance.

At the end of the war from south to north last year, she had lost a lot of weight, looked very haggard, and extremely tired, like a body that no longer breathed, and only relied on the incomparably powerful spirit to drive this body, continue to walk in the world, and continue to complete her career.

And after a year, the body gradually came to life.

Her skin glowed rosy again, and her expression regained its vitality and freshness. She only wore a faded headband on her head, and her body was wrapped in a half-worn robe, and her appearance was not unusual, but just walking in the snow like that made Chen Qun suddenly feel ashamed of herself in her heart.

In such a cold snow, white gas slowly steamed from the soldiers' clothes.

Everywhere she looked, the soldiers' expressions became solemn, and their movements of wielding swords and cards became meticulous.

When the soldiers let out a battle cry in unison, the earth trembled slightly!

All this is not because of her origin, her looks, her clothes, but because of her person.

She doesn't need to follow the rules, and she doesn't need to care about other people's eyes.

She seems to be a natural general, whether it is her own soldier or someone else's soldier, as long as she approaches her, he will naturally trust her and respect her.

A beautiful young man of seventeen or eighteen years old ran to her side, and pointed to him on the one hand to report something to her.

Chen Qun was originally very angry when he saw those beautiful boys.

But at this time, he found that he was not angry at all.

The sound of boots stepping on the snow slowly became clear, and the cold wind blew her hair, her clothes, and her hand holding the hilt of her sword reddened.

She came out to greet him, she was so busy, she even came out to greet him.

This thought made Chen Qun feel his face hot, and he hurriedly took a few steps in her direction.

The footprints and ruts at the gate were chaotic, and the snow had already been crushed into a thick layer as solid as ice, and Chen Qun's feet slipped and he was about to fall!