Who is not Cao Cao?

Chapter 85

Guan Yu was also a little confused from drinking at this time, so he hurriedly waved his hands: "Shen Hou seeks blessings for the soldiers, and cares about the soldiers. I should respect Shen Hou's wine!"

It turned out that He Yan had just been called "Succulent Lord" by a group of people outside, so he planned to go to Zhao Yun's place to take refuge in embarrassment.

Unexpectedly, there were still Guan Yu and another school official in Zhao Yun's camp, so He Yan took out the remaining fine wine, fried food, and fried noodles in his hands, and the four big men gathered together and drank heavily.

"This food is really delicious! Mr. He, why didn't you make some when you were in Xuchang?"

Like He Yan and Guan Yu, Zhao Yun was also slightly turned upside down, his face flushed.

"It's been a long time since I tasted such delicious food! It's like it was made by Yan Niang! It's delicious!"

Yan Niang?

He Yan's eyes widened, because he seemed to smell some gossip.

"The food made by Yan Niang back then was really delicious!"

The officer who drank with the three of them echoed in approval.

"Yanniang is the prettiest girl in our village, and she married you, Zilong, in the end! How disgusting!"

The reason why this school official is so familiar with Zhao Yun is because he is a fellow villager of Zhao Yun, his compound surname is Xiahou, and his single name has the word Lan.

This Xiahou has nothing to do with Xiahou Dun's lineage, but Xiahou of Changshan County.This Xia Houlan knew Zhao Yun as a child, but by chance, he joined Cao Jun a few years ago.

Xia Houlan, as Zhao Yun's childhood friend, naturally knew everything about Zhao Yun's past. Not only He Yan, but even Guan Yu listened with great interest.

"At that time, Zilong was a well-known handsome young man in our village, so many girls wanted to marry him! In the end, Zilong chose the most beautiful young lady from the Li family to marry, which really made us envious!"

It was only then that He Yan knew that Zhao Yun had a wife before, no wonder he was so calm every day.

"And then?"

Under He Yan's questioning, Xia Houlan sighed: "Then one day a group of thieves broke into the village and killed Zilong's wife while our men were away."

As soon as this remark came out, He Yan, who was planning to watch the excitement just now, suddenly petrified.

Even Guan Yu looked at Zhao Yun in surprise: "Zilong! Why have I never heard you say this?"

Zhao Yun raised his hand, with a smile on his face: "Say, what are you talking about? I, I have already let go!"

He Yan leaned against Zhao Yun with the wine glass in his hand, tried to open his eyes and asked, "Have you really put it down?"

"Really let go!"

"Really?"

"Really..."

"Really?"

"..."

This time, Zhao Yun did not respond to He Yan. He Yan raised his head with difficulty, only to realize that Zhao Yun's eyes were red: "Are you crying?"

"..."

Zhao Yun pointed He Yan's forehead with his hand: "I, if I had a son at that time, he would be as old as Mr. He!"

Listening to Zhao Yun's answer was not what the question asked, He Yan once again had black lines.

I treat you like a brother, but you actually want to be my father?
Slapping Zhao Yun's hand away, He Yan asked, "So that's why you haven't married a wife for so long?"

At this moment, Zhao Yun didn't answer He Yan's words, and let the words fall to the ground.

He Yan didn't care, instead he put his arms around Zhao Yun: "Men, look forward!"

"If you always marry a wife and have children, you will pass on incense to the Zhao family!"

"That's it! I, He Yan, have taken care of Zhao Yun's finding a wife! I promise to satisfy you!"

He Yan also gave customized services very considerately: "Do you like young people or old people?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yun said vaguely: "Anything is fine."

"Do you like the virtuous or the powerful?"

"It's all right."

"Do you like men or women?"

"It's all right."

Got it!

He Yan immediately shut his mouth, lest Zhao Yun say anything shocking.

"Come on! Drink!"

Fortunately, there is nothing a man can't solve with a glass of wine,
If not, have two glasses!

The four gathered together and drank all the remaining fine wine in Cao Ying. When the waiters under Cao Cao's account came to look for the person the next day, they were also so hot by the scene.

Zhao Yun hid in Guan Yu's arms half undressed, with one hand still holding Xiahoulan's ankle, and Xiahoulan rested her head next to Guan Yu's feet, almost trembling.

He Yan didn't do anything good either. As the only sober person, He Yan found a brush somewhere and was drawing the appearance of the three of them on bamboo slips.

"Such a powerful picture, naturally must be passed down!"

He Yan has already decided that this "Drunk Picture of Guan Erye, Zhao Si and an Unknown Passerby A" must be passed down as a family heirloom!

The waiter who came to look for He Yan covered his eyes: "Young Master He, Sikong has something important to ask you for, you'd better go there first."

important?

He Yan thought that Cao Cao wanted to thank him for what happened yesterday, so he waved his hand generously: "No! I should do it! You tell Sikong for me, if there is any reward, just send it to Xu Chang's home!"

"no……"

The waiter is also an old man from Sikong's mansion, he is Cao Cao's servant, and he is close to He Yan, so he leaned into He Yan's ear: "General Miaocai came back this morning, his face is very bad, Sikong called Mr. He over It should have something to do with him."

"Uncle Miaocai is back?"

He Yan scratched his head: "Could it be that something happened to Xuzhou's grain collection?"

That's not right, if something happened, Cao Cao should also look for Ren Jun, after all, Ren Jun is much more reliable than He Yan himself.

"Okay, then I'll go there."

After that, He Yan also handed the brush and bamboo slips to the waiter: "You help me continue to draw! Be sure to finish!"

The waiter took it bravely: "Mr. He, I am afraid that I will be beaten to death by the three of them."

"Don't worry! They know it well, and they won't beat you to death. They will visit you for a few months at most."

"..."

When He Yan got out of the tent, he found that many eyes were focused on him.

Occasionally, some voices also reached his ears.

"That one is the succulent? Looks very young!"

"It's not about looking young, people are already young."

"Do you think we should go up and thank Duo Rou Hou?"

"Xie is fine... The question is, who of you know what the name of the succulent is?"

"..."

He Yan took a deep breath, expressing that he didn't want to see these stinky Qiuba who would avenge their kindness, so he quickened his pace.

But just two steps away, He Yan felt darkness in front of him.

When he raised his head, there was actually a soldier standing in front of He Yan who looked like an iron tower.

Without waiting for He Yan to guess what this person was here for, he saw him kneeling on the ground, making He Yan look him in the eye.

"So, thank you Duorouhou!"

He Yan became depressed again: "No, I'm not called succulent..."

Unexpectedly, the other party never gave He Yan a chance to explain——

"More than half of the brothers in my camp were wounded in the battle with Yuan Jun not long ago, and many of them were dying, so they were hanging on their breath!"

"Just yesterday, everyone got the food distributed by Suorouhou. Many people looked much better after eating it. Even the doctors in the army said that they have a way to survive and will recover soon."

The soldier hooked his waist down: "The kindness of the succulent is not the grace of food, but the grace of saving lives! I would like to thank the succulent on behalf of those comrades!"

(End of this chapter)