Lu Bu's Sims

Chapter 287

Bingzhou, Yanmen.

Luofu!

On this day, the gate was opened, and the Patriarch of the Qing Mansion respectfully invited the two generals to enter the mansion.

"We're here to find Brother Zou's wife and children."

Pang De and Yan Xing were holding a clay pot with ashes, and the other was holding a long knife.

Patriarch Luo sighed, shook his head and said, "Go, Qing'er is here."

Under the old face, Patriarch Luo is full of sadness. His daughter, who was brought up so hard, is patriarchal even in this era, but you still have feelings for raising a dog, let alone your own flesh and blood.

"Zou Pinggui, you are not a real man, yet you have abandoned my daughter."

Even if you have great ambitions, you shouldn't leave your wife and children behind to build a career. How rich your family is.

"The Zou family was originally poor, and Qing'er had to carry a burden, which made her haggard a lot. Hey~ I couldn't bear it, so I secretly took Qing'er back home."

In a remote small courtyard, a little head who looks about six to seven points similar to Zou Pinggui is excitedly playing in the courtyard, and a woman with a pretty face, but a little thin or even haggard, is watching with a smile on her face. Looking after his son is also his only spiritual pillar.

"Qing'er."

After calling out, Luo Qingyuan turned his head with a smile, saw his father, and saluted directly: "Father."

This time, the aged father's eyes trembled, and what he wanted to say in his hoarse voice finally turned into a long sigh.

When Yan Xing and Pound appeared, Luo Qingyuan's eyes trembled, and the smile on his face froze.

When she saw the familiar long knife, he trembled with unbelievable tears in his eyes, and turned his head slowly when he saw a clay pot, he couldn't hold back any longer.

Tears kept falling, Father Luo sighed deeply after seeing this, and said to the children playing in the yard: "Come quickly."

"Hee hee, grandpa, look at my long sword, is it good?" The little boy holding a wooden sword came over excitedly.

Looking at the expression in front of him that seemed to say come and praise me, Father Luo showed a kind smile on his unsmiling face.

"My good grandson, you must listen to your mother in the future, you know?"

"Uh-huh."

"Don't be naughty in the future, don't ~ don't imitate ~ imitate your father."

While speaking, two lines of tears were shed on his kind face, Father Luo couldn't help but hugged his poor grandson tightly in distress.

"he!"

Luo Qingyuan pointed at the clay pot tremblingly, and Yan Xing nodded silently.

"Brother Zou walked very bravely. He is a real man and a hero in this world."

Facing the words of Pang De and Yan Xing, Luo Qingyuan smiled, with a sense of desolation in his smile.

"Hero! But to me he is not a hero, he is a broken man!"

Luo Qingyuan, who was suppressing his grief, couldn't bear it any longer, and pointed at the cold clay pot and cursed: "Zou Pinggui, you are not a man! A real man keeps his promises and promises to marry me when he comes back, why! Why don't you keep your word!"

"Is that how you came back in such a glorious way? What kind of hero, what kind of hero is it if you don't believe what you say?"

Under the scolding, Pang De and Yan Xing were also full of grief, and tremblingly handed over the very delicate long knife that was scarred but still wiped and maintained.

Luo Qingyuan took the long knife tremblingly, with a clang, the cold light flickered, and there were gaps everywhere on the bright blade.

With trembling eyelashes, Luo Qingyuan burst into tears. When this precious sword was forged, it was bright and without trace, but now it is full of scars.

She cried even more heartbroken, as if she saw the man he had been thinking about day and night, holding the long knife in his hand and fighting in the flames of war.

When I left, the long knife was shiny and smooth, but when I came back, the long knife was already scarred.

Taking a deep breath, Luo Qingyuan stepped forward to hold his grandson in Father Luo's arms after retracting the long knife.

"Mother! Mother hurts~ It hurts."

The child looked at his mother pitifully in pain, but this time his mother was no longer as gentle as before, and kicked him to his knees on the ground.

"Kneel down and kowtow to your father."

The child who was only eight or nine years old didn't know anything at all, he just kowtowed carefully to the clay pot under his mother's reprimand.

"Knock the key point! You must hear it! Let your unbelieving father hear it!"

With tears streaming down his face, Luo Qingyuan stared at the clay pot, and even loudly reprimanded his son: "Let your untrustworthy father see clearly that his son has grown up, and I, Luo Qingyuan, have not let him down. He failed me!"

The child kowtowed heavily, his head was bruised, and finally Luo's father couldn't bear it and rushed over and hugged his grandson.

"Qing'er, the child is still young."

Luo's father, who was like a calf, held the child in his arms, and Luo Qingyuan stared at the clay pot that returned without saying a word.

"Sister-in-law, Brother Zou is dying! Say it! Say he knew he was wrong and regretted it, and he will definitely listen to you in the next life."

Pound sadly said Zou Pinggui's last words before he died, and Luo Qingyuan smiled, but the smile was full of grief.

Slowly stepped forward and gently embraced the clay pot into her arms, as if she felt the warmth of the man she loved so much, she murmured foolishly: "Pinggui, you are back, remember what you said, Listen to me in your next life."

In the sad scene, Pang De and Yan Xing looked at each other, took a deep breath, and said directly to Luo's father, "We are the captains under Marquis Wen's tent. kindness."

"Zou Pinggui made meritorious service on the battlefield, and Marquis Wen specially rewarded him with a gift of a thousand corn seeds, a thousand potato seeds, and [-] acres of land reclaimed by the army in Bingzhou, and at the same time!"

When talking about this, Pang De and Yan Xing even took out five paper books from their bosoms.

Father Luo was stupefied watching this scene, ten books!
"Marquis Wen remembered General Zou's meritorious service in the bloody battle, so he exempted the Zou family from paying taxes for ten years."

After hearing this, Father Luo couldn't help but patted his grandson in his arms and said excitedly: "Did you hear that, your father has made great achievements, and you will become famous in the future."

haha~
Luo's father laughed excitedly, now many people in Yanmen laughed at their Luo family, but after today, who would dare to laugh.

His daughter chose a son-in-law who rides a dragon quickly, not a wild man!
Not to mention meritorious deeds, Marquis Guangwen's reward, five hundred acres of fertile land, a god-given seed, and ten books are enough to make the Zou family, who were a commoner, become a wealthy or even poor family in the local area, and they have no worries about food and clothing.

Luo Qingyuan felt even more sad when she saw it. Her own man exchanged for her son's bright future and the future glory of the Zou family, but all this was in exchange for her life. The descendants of the Zou family got countless treasures, and she Luo Qingyuan lost the most important person.

woohoo~
After Pang De and Yan Xing clasped their fists down, they directly said in a deep voice: "My brothers will guard Yanmen Pass in the future, and the child of Brother Zou will be the apprentice of our brothers in the future. Learn to teach."

After finishing speaking, Pang De and Yan Xing shook their heads with a sigh, and left first with fists in their hands. After all, the family is still in grief right now, and the two of them still choose to come back later.

March of the first year of Jian'an (AD 196).

There are busy figures everywhere in Bingzhou, especially in the Yanmen area. Sima Yi even forgets to eat and sleep. His eyes are darkened and he looks at the busy people in the mountains and fields, showing an excited smile.

All the black bandits have migrated out, and there are nearly 20 refugees in Yanmen County alone. You must know that Yanmen County itself has more than 20 people and less than 30 people.

The vast land and sparse population is the current status of Bingzhou. Sima Yi is working hard to arrange the resettlement of the people in various places, especially the reclamation of wasteland.

No!It should be Tuntian!
All the fields reclaimed by the refugees are the fields of Marquis Wen, and they are just rewarded to sow seeds.

In Jinyang, Yang Xiu looked at the beginning of spring with a painful headache. The refugees from Montenegro needed to be distributed in various places, not to mention reclamation of barren fields, and resettlement properly.

These are all troublesome things. Although Tian Feng has made a formal plan in advance, the petty things below are the most annoying.

"Damn it, Sima Zhongda, you're crazy, you're almost crazy, you're living a good life, but if you insist on coming to the border to suffer, I won't come with you next time."

This time, Yang Xiu was almost aggrieved and completely gave up on Sima Yi. This childhood friend who had been fighting all the time was simply stubborn, and he was completely sure that the frontier would not come back.

It seems that after the last time the Huns plundered, the Sima family was very remorseful. Sima Yi is the representative of this repentance. The dignified second son of the Sima family not only took refuge in Lu Bu, but also directly and sincerely built Bingzhou, giving countless people a false impression.

The Sima family is repenting and repenting for their past mistakes.

However, no one, especially Yang Xiu, ever doubted that night, the night when Sima Yi changed dramatically.

At this time, Sima Yi, who was far away in Bingzhou, had just finished a busy day. After returning to the house, he did not rest, but stared straight at the map.

"No, Marquis Wen must unify the north as soon as possible. Only such a stable north can quickly accumulate strength. Then Marquis Wen's character will definitely attack the grassland Huns and Hulu."

After taking a sip from the wine bottle, Sima Yi stared straight at the map, but under his darkened eye circles there was a hot and wild feeling.

As long as Lu Bu unifies the entire north as soon as possible, by then relying on Bingzhou to integrate the refugees from Montenegro, and the population of Bingzhou has exceeded one million, it won't take long, even!
Even after ruling the world, Lu Bu has accumulated enough strength and will definitely wipe out the grasslands.

Thinking of this, Sima Yi couldn't hide the heat in his heart, staring at the map.

"Hiss~ Damn Xiongnu, damn Hulu, they are all a bunch of untouchables, the most despicable existence in the world, my Sima Zhongda will definitely destroy you in this life."

"At that time, the iron cavalry of the big man will trample on the grassland, wielding spears on the grassland, all of you lowly men will become the slaves of the big man, and the women will become the playthings of the big man."

Under the fury of hatred and revenge, Sima Yi flashed his fighting spirit. He has found his goal, and he will definitely take sweeping the grassland as his mission in this life!If it doesn't work for ten years, then it will be 20 years! If it doesn't work in 20 years, it will be 50 years!
He wants to live!Watching Wen Hou unify the world soon, he wants to see the grassland reduced to purgatory.

"Zhong Da."

Suddenly, Sima Yi was awakened by a soft cry. He turned his head and saw Chen Dao, the guard of the Yanmen Gate.

"Hehe, what's the use of Zhongda between you and me?"

Chen Dao smiled and came to Sima Yi's side and said, Sima Yi also showed a smile.

If he was ecstatic when the refugees from Montenegro migrated to Bingzhou, then he got along well with Chen Dao, the guard of Yanmen Gate in Bingzhou, which made him laugh from ear to ear.

"Zhongda, you have to pay attention to rest. If you are so tired, how can I explain to the master, how to explain to the people of Yanmen."

Chen Dao also looked at Sima Yi helplessly and advised him. He was also dumbfounded when this happened. Sima Yi is simply a workaholic.

Working during the day and still working at night, it has only been less than two months, and Sima Yi has lost a lot of weight, not to mention the fact that he has dark circles under his eyes every day, which worries him even more.

If something happens to Sima Yi under his rule, he cannot escape the responsibility.

What's more important is that Sima Yi's hard work is indescribable, he simply forgets to sleep and eat, as if Bingzhou is his home and the people are his parents, and his crazy stubbornness is even more frightening.

There is also the attitude towards foreigners, which has won Lu Bu's appreciation, but it is not the time yet.

"General Chen, don't worry, Zhongda has his own sense of propriety, and now the matter of farming is almost done, and Bingzhou will be booming as soon as the seeds are planted."

Regarding Chen Dao's admonition, Sima Yi turned around with great interest and pointed to the map behind him to continue explaining.

"Look here, and here, after the Black Mountain refugees stabilized, the population of Bingzhou doubled in an instant. As long as the weather is good this year, Bingzhou will be self-sufficient next year."

Looking at Sima Yi who fell into madness again, Chen Dao stared innocently and helplessly, and sighed helplessly, this Sima Yi was too crazy, he really couldn't persuade him.

But the more this is the case, the more he admires people like Sima Yi. This is an upright gentleman, and the Sima family is really outstanding.

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