Water Margin: Lu Bu sits on Mount Liang

Chapter 638 Another Letter
The maid in the room stopped moving and looked at her anxious master in confusion.

"My dear, what's wrong?" The woman on the bed heard the man's tone was wrong and quickly propped herself up.

"This letter..."

A hand held up the letter and waved it continuously, the paper swaying back and forth in the air. Lu Siyan looked a little excited, and did not answer the woman, but just kept asking: "Who entered this room?"

The maid looked a little flustered, not knowing why her master was like this. She just lowered her head and said, "My lord, I don't know either. It's just that I should have gone into the room to prepare things for getting up today. No one has come."

Seeing this, Lu Siyan knew that he could not get any more information out of him, so he waved his hand and said, "Alright, we don't need you here for now, go out first, I'm not in a hurry to deliver breakfast."

"Yes."

The maid hastily bowed to the two of them, then hurried out. As a servant with her own wisdom, she knew that there was probably something wrong with the letter, but such matters were most likely life-threatening, so it was better to leave quickly.

Lu Siyan and the others went out, signaled the woman on the bed not to speak, went to the door, opened it, looked around, then closed the door, walked to the bed, and sat on it: "It's a letter from Dalang."

"Really?" The woman suddenly showed joy and quickly took the letter: "So Yan'er is not dead?"

Lu Siyan nodded with a strange look on his face: "Not dead, and..."

For a moment, I didn't know what to say, until the woman looked up in confusion: "Who is that Lu Bu? Why did Yan'er say he is from our family? You and Si Li are the only ones left in your generation. Now..."

"Shhh - don't say the name." Lu Siyan put his finger to his mouth, thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Siru also has a son."

"Yes, it's Guan'er..." the middle-aged woman said, then suddenly stopped talking: "You mean Sanlang back then..."

"It's not Sanlang. I know his temper." The man took off his shoes and sat cross-legged on the bed. "In my generation, except for Sili, Xiangliu, Zhier, Yingtai, Shuge, Sisun and Siru, all six of us died early. Except for Siru who left Guaner alive as a bloodline, for the other five, I can only be sure that the heirs will have no descendants." Lu Siyan frowned and said, "Yan'er said that he looks like that man. When I was a child, I looked like Yingtai and Shuge. Maybe he is the posthumous child left by the two of them. But it's hard to say. Xiangliu is a romantic man, and Zhier is also loved by girls. Tsk..."

"Then why don't you take it home and raise it?"

The woman handed the letter to the man, and watched as Lu Siyan stood up, took out a tinderbox, and burned the letter. She threw it into the copper basin and watched it burn to ashes: "Who knows? Back then, my husband was away taking exams. I only know that Yingtai and Shuge died of acute illness. Now, no matter who left them behind, it seems that they are inseparable from our family."

"Why? There are so many people in the world who look alike, why do you have to..."

Lu Siyan stretched out his hand to stop the woman from speaking: "It was said in the letter that Zhang Nanfu said he was related to my Lu family as soon as he saw that person. I think others also think so. Even if that person is not a member of my Lu family, I am afraid that some people will try to pin the blame on my Lu family."

The woman frowned: "What should I do..."

"It's not easy to deal with..." The man turned around twice, looked up at the sky and sighed: "Forget it, it's a blessing in disguise. If it's a disaster, it can't be avoided. Let's call Si Li back first and have a good discussion."

The woman nodded first, then hesitated: "Then my Han family..."

"You should go back to your parents' home tomorrow... Well, forget it, I'll go by myself." Lu Siyan's expression was a little unpredictable: "Our two families have been intermarried for generations, so you can't escape from the Lu family, and you can't escape from the Han family either."

There was silence in the bedroom for a moment, only sighs could be heard.

……

At noon, under the same sky, the sky was high in the clouds. Because of the rain, the roads in Liaoyang Prefecture were a bit muddy. A large number of carts transporting grain and grass were driven in. The wheels rolled over the potholes with water, and mud and water splashed out. The people sitting on the shafts seemed to be unaware of it. They swayed a little and continued to drive the carts to the granary.

A figure riding a tall horse walked into the city gate, and the leader changed from lying on the horse's back to sitting upright, as if he wanted to put on a show in front of others. However, everyone who had traveled with him all the way knew this man's character, and several guards immediately curled their lips.

The group did not dare to gallop on the street, but just rode slowly. Soon, everyone who arrived at the General of Cavalry's Mansion dismounted. Wang Zheng straightened his clothes, then walked into the gate, went all the way to the main hall, and reported in.

Lü Bu was reviewing documents at his desk. He was delighted to see Wang Zheng return. He stood up and greeted him, "It's just in time that the military advisor has returned. I have heard that the military advisor has borrowed a lot of food and cattle and sheep during these days of running around. With sufficient food and fodder, the army will be safe for a short time. This is all thanks to the military advisor."

"General, you are too kind. It's a pity that we can't collect more food and grass in such a short time." Wang Zheng bowed and followed Lu Bu to sit aside. "To be honest, this is all thanks to my classmate Zheng. Among all my classmates, I am the poorest."

Lu Bu laughed and said: "If a poor man could be a military advisor, I'm afraid everyone in the world would be willing to do it."

Wang Zheng shook his head: "This also shows the wealth of the local clans. This is not a good thing."

Lu Bu stopped smiling and pointed at the table: "This is a stubborn sore that cannot be removed in a hurry. It will take time to heal."

"It is a blessing for the foundation that the general has such an understanding." Wang Zheng smiled and complimented, then he pondered for a moment and said, "Zheng came back not only to transport the food back, but also to visit the Hesuguan Department, so I would like to ask the general to write a letter so that I can act at my discretion."

"What is the Suguan tribe?" Lu Bu frowned. "What is the military advisor going there for?"

"According to the time, Gao Zhen should have arrived at the east of Hesu Pavilion. So our army has formed a pincer attack. If there is no Jin Kingdom in the north, Zheng is sure to persuade them to surrender. But now that Jin is outside and they are inside, they must have some connection. Zheng thinks that their troops are united, not from the same family, and their hearts must be divided. Why not go and see if we can persuade one or two of them."

Lu Bu frowned and leaned forward slightly: "So... Military Advisor must go by himself?"

Wang Zheng smiled and said, "The general has sent people there, and it is true that the results were not good. Therefore, at this time, I would like to recommend myself. I think no matter how bad it is, I can still make some achievements."

Looking at the smiling face of the young man opposite him, Lu Bu thought for a moment and had to admit that none of his men had the ability to do this. He sighed and said, "Okay... What kind of letter does the military advisor want?"

Wang Zheng's expression brightened, and he held up a finger: "The general only needs to write a letter and promise the Hesuguan Department one thing."

"what?"

"I have made an agreement with you that all ethnic groups in Liaodong will be treated equally. Those who kill others will be put to death, those who injure others and steal will be punished, and there will be no difference in taxes and corvée labor. There will be no separate names. I will discuss this policy with the various tribes."

"Whoever kills shall be put to death, and those who injure or steal shall be punished..." Lu Bu's eyes widened: "Isn't this the Three Articles of the Han Emperor?"

Wang Zheng clapped his hands and laughed: "That's right. This simple method is most useful to him. The general can discuss it with him later. But now..." He blinked: "This is the best way to do it."

Lu Bu slapped the table and stood up: "Okay, I'll write it right away."

Wang Zheng also stood up and said, "I am willing to grind ink for the general."

Not long after, a team of fast horses rushed out of Liaoyang Prefecture and headed south.

(End of this chapter)