Lu Bu's Sims

Chapter 286

Bohai!

Brother Benchu ​​is always scheming, lenient on the outside and taboo on the inside, my lord is far more generous than Benchu, my lord has Guo Jia under his command!Guo Fengxiao has the conspiracy of ghosts and gods, but he didn't know how to make good use of it at first, but he looked back at my lord.

Guo Jia's reputation as a ghost has spread all over the world. At the same time, he had no eyes at the beginning, and he changed generals and killed generals on the battlefield.

Now my lord has joined forces all over the world, with millions of soldiers. At the beginning, it was like a highway, and the sun was setting in the west. I hope that the people who are suffering in the world at the beginning will not start another war. Please surrender to my lord as soon as possible, and it will not be lost. Feng Hou preserved the reputation of the Yuan family.

Don't wait for the flames of war to resume before it is too late to regret.

Written by Xu Ziyuan himself.

Holding this autographed letter in Yuan Shao's hand, his face became more and more ugly, "Okay! What a Xu You! You!"

Under the attack of anger, Yuan Shao's face became even more ugly, especially the box on one side. After opening, the pink gauze dress was even more dazzling, and there was a note on it.

'It's better to wear women's clothes at first'

Dazzling!

For Xu You's hatred, even the waters of all corners of the world could not extinguish the anger in Yuan Shao's heart, and even the hatred for Xu You far surpassed Lu Bu, far more than anyone in the world!

In December of the second year of Xingping (AD 195).

At the end of the year, Yuan Shao not only did not launch a counterattack, but instead ordered the counties and counties to strictly defend, as if they were clearly separated from Beiliang.

At the same time, Yuan Shao contacted Cao Cao in the Central Plains. With the demise of Yuan Shu's power, Yuan Shao suffered heavy losses and even lost half of Jizhou.

The Yuan family no longer had the tendency to swallow the world. Cao Cao and Yuan Shao formed an alliance and coalition forces, and together they formed a confrontational trend against Lu Bu, who is now powerful and recognized as the number one prince in the world.

In February of the first year of Jian'an (196 A.D.), Lu Bu led a great victory from Jizhou to Bingzhou, Hanoi, and Luoyang in Hedong all the way to Chang'an.

After the [-] troops returned in triumph, the world fell into a strange moment of peace here, and at the same time, Lu Bu's fierce power was also raised to the highest level.

Changan.

"Daddy."

I haven't seen him for more than a year, my daughter has grown taller, and my son can also trot on the ground.

"Hehe, Ling'er."

Under the family reunion, Lu Bu's face was full of smiles, and his wives and concubines went down.

Especially when they came back and suddenly had two more concubines, Er Qiao, who was still famous in Jiangdong, Lu Bu also smiled.

Jizhou, Changshan.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong is back, the great hero of Changshan is back."

In a county town in this daily mountain county, gongs and drums were beating and drums were beating, and countless people were excitedly looking at the young general Zhao Yun in silver armor riding a white horse.

The people along the way showed proud expressions one after another. This is the young hero they are good at.

"Our Changshan young hero, Zhao Zilong, is one of the few fierce generals in the world. In the battle of Baimapo, he challenged Yan Liang with a silver spear, and even won the first prize in the martial arts examination in Chang'an."

"Wow~ I'm so good, our Changshan unexpectedly produced such a hero."

"Isn't it? Old Zhao's family is really blessed."

"Who says it's not, the old Zhao's family is simply the ancestors burning incense."

"No, I have to go and see our great hero in Changshan."

Along the way, the people in Changshan were very lively. Zhao Yun, who was riding on a white horse, couldn't help but smile bitterly, but the crooked smile at the corner of his mouth showed his heart.

came back!
After six or seven years away from home, Zhao Yun finally came back.

Familiar with the streets, and with cheeks that are a little more mature or older than in memory, Zhao Yun is full of memories when he looks at it for a while.

Home!The taste of home, he finally came back.

dong dong dong~
Under the excited beating of the gong, they finally came to a mansion with a rather large area.

Zhao House.

The familiar plaque and the familiar gate. At this time, a middle-aged man stood at the gate with a resolute face. Behind him was a weak and pale man with joy in his eyes. His appearance was somewhat similar to Zhao Yun.

"Father."

When he saw the figure that was more vicissitudes than he remembered, with more gray hair on the sideburns, Zhao Yun turned over and got off the horse, and there was a mist in his eyes, and he said a word trembling with unspeakable excitement.

Father Zhao saw his son who had not returned from home for seven years, and tears filled his eyes. He could no longer bear the strength of a man, strode forward to hug his little son, and immediately slapped him violently with excitement.

Zhao Yun's eyes were red, he saw his father's excited speechless appearance, and he also saw his father's tears that he had never seen before.

Tears soaked the front of his clothes, but Zhao Yun not only didn't mind, but said excitedly and hoarsely: "Father, Zilong is back, and he didn't disgrace the Zhao family."

"Good~good~good~"

The excited Father Zhao was almost speechless, and then hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and shouted excitedly to the servants behind him: "Today, the Zhao Mansion is holding a banquet, and at the same time, a porridge shed will be set up in the city for three days. Return victorious."

haha~
"Second brother."

"Big brother."

The other looked at his younger brother excitedly, and Zhao Yun also looked at his elder brother excitedly, so Zhao Yun returned excitedly to the home he had been away for a long time.

Familiar taste, familiar layout still.

"Yun'er, woo woo~"

When Zhao's father returned to the mansion, he couldn't help crying loudly anymore, and the father who was over [-] years old directly pulled his son.

"Yun'er, don't let your father be cruel, he would never give up on you as a father, but there is really no other way."

With tears in his eyes, Father Zhao continued to talk about his grief for so many years. Every parent looks forward to the success of their children, but after forcing their children to go out for a living, they regret it at home.

contradiction!Since ancient times, parents look forward to their children's success and are reluctant to leave. It has always existed.

Hearing his father's crying, Zhao Yun's eyes were red, and he forced a smile out of his heartache.

"Father, look."

Taking out a wrapped golden seal from his waist, Zhao Yun excitedly said to his father, "Father, this is Captain Huben's golden seal."

haha~
The excited Father Zhao had tears in his eyes, held the gold seal tremblingly, and shouted excitedly at the corner of his mouth: "My son is promising, the ancestors, the ancestors, your descendants are glorious."

With a blushing neck and a roar of excitement, Zhao's father strode into the ancestral hall excitedly holding the golden seal in both hands, and kowtowed excitedly to the ancestors of the Zhao family.

"Haha, the ancestors are on the top, our Zhao family is out of Lin, haha~"

Excited, Father Zhao still tremblingly held the gold seal and placed it in front of the enshrining table, kowtowed excitedly, and proudly kept talking about himself.

Zhao Yun's glorious ancestors are not all due to his father's meritorious teaching, of course he is proud.

"Let's go, Zilong is hungry. My father has already prepared for you the meals you like, as well as the good wine that our family has treasured for a hundred years."

Laughing excitedly, Father Zhao excitedly tugged at the son who had given to his family Guangzong Yaozu.

After three full days of lively atmosphere in Zhao's house, Zhao Yun reluctantly came to a neighboring county town.

Luofu!

The tyrants in the local county are quite famous in the local area.

On this day, after Zhao Yun appeared with more than 50 guards behind him, the servants in Luo Mansion hurriedly exclaimed one by one.

"Patriarch, Patriarch, come out quickly, some soldiers are here."

Crash~ After a burst of commotion, the outside of the mansion was surrounded by people, chirping and watching the scene cautiously.

"What's going on here? Could it be that someone from the Luo family has offended someone they shouldn't have?"

"Who knows, but look at the general today, I heard that he is the captain under Marquis Wen's tent, he is not low."

"Hey~ What kind of world is this? Just after the war, the soldiers came looking for trouble again."

"Shh~ don't dare to talk nonsense."

While the surrounding people were discussing and watching the excitement, a white-haired man over fifty years old in the Luo Mansion walked out of the mansion under the protection of his servants.

"This general, Luo Fu is far away and welcomes forgiveness, forgiveness."

The white-haired Luo Fu walked out with a look of shame, and he admitted his mistake when he came up. This scene made the people around watching secretly cry one by one. So what about the tyrants of this era, and they are obedient when they meet this group of soldiers. of.

The Luo family has always had a good reputation in the local area, especially Mr. Luo is known as a kind-hearted person.

Seeing the person coming out, Zhao Yun hurriedly stepped forward to help Luo Fu up, "Uncle, I'm ashamed."

Seeing Zhao Yun being so respected, Luo Fu's uneasiness gradually disappeared. He raised his head and looked carefully at the young general in front of him.

I saw Zhao Yun endured his grief, turned around and slowly took out a package from the horse's back.

After opening it, a clay pot was revealed. At this moment, Luo Fu seemed to feel something, tears welled up in his eyes, and he pointed at the pot tremblingly, speechless for a while.

"Brother Luo died in battle, Zhao Yun came to send Brother Luo's soul back to his hometown."

Zhao Yun's sad words directly made Luo Fu burst into tears.

"Third son, you bastard, didn't I just hit you a few times, as for running away and not coming back."

"You are unfilial son! Black-haired people have always been white-haired, you bastard, unfilial! Let the old man send black hair for nothing! You are really unfilial."

Crying bitterly, at this age Luo Fu already knew his destiny, and he kept regretting the past when he was young, especially his third son who ran away from home.

Although he cursed endlessly, Luo Fu still held his son tremblingly and cautiously in his arms, crying bitterly.

"Third son, it's not that my father hates you. There are only three of you in our family. How can I hate you if my father likes you before it's too late?"

"It's really because you and your second brother don't work hard in the future, how can you get ahead? Your eldest brother can inherit the family business, and you two brothers."

"Wuuuu~ I made a mistake for my father. I shouldn't force you. I was really wrong for my father."

"Wuuuuu~ If I had known this before, even if you are a prodigal father, you shouldn't beat and scold you, third child."

The strict father in his youth turned into a sad old man at this time. He regretted it. He shouldn't be too harsh. Even though the second and third children can't inherit the family business, they can live comfortably. It's not like now Heaven and man are separated.

"Uncle, brother Luo has forgiven you a long time ago."

Zhao Yun stepped forward and said to Luo Laosan's father in a low voice: "Uncle, Luo Laosan felt your feelings after he got married and had a son in Chang'an. He regretted it a long time ago."

"Even when I was in Chang'an, I said that when I returned to Changshan in the future, I would come to your door to apologize to you in person."

After hearing this, Luo Fu was even more distressed, and waved his hand angrily, but when it landed on the porcelain pot, he became gentle and cautious.

"You unfilial son, regret why you didn't come back, our old Luo family doesn't want you to be rich and powerful, don't want to honor your ancestors, just want a family reunion for your father, that's enough~"

The surrounding crowd sighed and shook their heads after hearing this.

The third son of the Luo family was also known as a disobedient in the local area back then. He often fought against his father. He was very famous back then. Later, he heard that he ran away from home in a fit of anger, and there has been no news since then.

From then on, the Patriarch of the Luo family, who used to have a fiery temper, fell silent. He no longer had the fiery temper he once had, and instead became a taciturn person.

"Uncle, Big Brother Luo has a son named 'Luo An' in Chang'an."

Finally, under the comfort of Zhao Yun, Luo Fu, the patriarch of the Luo family, got up slowly, and cursed sadly: "You are an unfilial son, you don't even know how to report to your father when you get married, what is it?"

Although the constant swearing made countless people seem to see the return of the once grumpy Father Luo, but everyone knew that he would never come back.

Luo Fu held the small clay pot sadly and carefully, and finally returned to the mansion with the support of his servants.

Looking at this scene with red eyes, Zhao Yun couldn't help but murmured: "Brother Luo, let's go home, we're going back to Changshan, brother, you are back too."

There were tears in Zhao Yun's eyes, as if seeing Luo Laosan's carefree appearance, he appeared with a smile.

It was as if Boss Luo bowed his hands towards him carelessly, then turned his head and kowtowed three times to his sad and weeping father, then walked into the mansion and disappeared.

"Brother Luo, don't worry, I have already sent a letter to Luo An, and he will be Zilong's apprentice in the future. It's just that if he doesn't have a family in the future, Zilong will never take him to the battlefield."

Zhao Yun smiled, Luo Laosan was unfortunate, but also lucky.

The world is in chaos, and I don't know how many people have buried their bones in other places, and how many parents, wives and children are waiting for the news at home.

This belief has always supported them. Perhaps countless parents, wives and children have already guessed something in grief, but they don't want to believe it. Every evening, they look forward to the family member who has been thinking about it day and night, opening the door and revealing the truth to them. Shout out 'I'm back' with a smile.

pity!How many people come back?
How many people fought back in ancient times!
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