Three Kingdoms: I don’t want to fall in love in troubled times

Chapter 228 Pretend to be real
[In the spring of the second year of Chuping, Lu Zhi passed away. According to Xun Yu's plan, you and Liu Bei prepared a grand funeral for him, and spread rumors that before Lu Zhi died, he ordered Liu Bei to welcome Yuan Shao into the city if the city of Ye could not be defended. . 】

[Bie Jia Jushou suspected that there was fraud, so he secretly ordered Zhang He's troops to be fully armed and sent people to inquire about the reaction of the Yingchuan nobles. However, when he saw Xun Yu packing incense and books at home, he thought that Yuan Shao was really coming, so he lowered his guard. 】

[On the day of the funeral, all the nobles and nobles from Yecheng arrived and marched to the north bank of the Zhang River. More than a thousand Yingchuan soldiers came out with sharp swords in their hands. Everyone who came to Yuan Shao from anywhere threw themselves into the river in public. . 】

[When Xun Yu entered the city, there were many followers from the Yingchuan gentry, and they all took control of the positions in the government. Only Ju was appointed as before. 】

The wind was blowing, and the spring chill was pervasive. Pedestrians on the road clenched their sleeves tightly to prevent the wind from coming in. Vendors stood on both sides of the street and tried to sell their goods.

With the elimination of Yan Liang's tribe that originally occupied the Huan River, Yuan Shao's forces completely withdrew from Wei County. Boats came and went again on the shore of the Zhang River, and Yecheng, the north-south hub, also returned to some of its former busyness.

What happened on the north bank of Zhangshui could not be concealed at all, and the city was in chaos for a while. But no matter how much the people above killed each other, ordinary people still had to continue living. Especially with the strong intervention of the Yingchuan nobles, the turmoil in Yecheng quickly calmed down.

The incense vendor squinted his eyes slightly and stood boredly on the street basking in the sun.

When the war broke out in Jizhou, the small wealthy families and scholars who had some money in their pockets began to recruit refugees to hoard food for self-protection. The so-called preparation for war and famine forced the expenses for the female family members to be reduced a lot, and his industry also suffered a lot. .

If it weren't for the fact that I had a lot of inventory in my hands and was reluctant to abandon it, I'm afraid I would have found another place long ago.

Many memories were swirling in his mind. It would be inappropriate to call them haunting. They were more like rough and rising fog, with a grainy texture visible to the naked eye, constantly colliding with each other.

Xu Jiashu turned around and saw that Liu Bei had indeed burst into tears and was lying in front of the hospital bed. "Students are stupid. How can they dare to complain if they are lucky enough to walk into the teacher's door?"

"Sir, I haven't seen you for a long time. You really want to kill me!" He saw a familiar figure in the dim light. He quickly stepped forward to greet the distinguished guest and introduced the distinguished guest into the store. "I've reserved all the good products from the Western Regions and Jiaozhi for you! "

For example, Lu Zhi once saw him and Liu Bei alone before his death, and the three of them talked briefly.

"Why are you crying?" the old man waved his hand, feeling unlucky, "I looked down on you at first because the knight used force to break the rules and could only show off for a short time. Now that you are able to stand alone, it is a different matter."

The moment many Yangou saw him, they suddenly had the idea of ​​buying some incense. They turned and walked into the store involuntarily, and smelled the warm fragrance coming from Xun Yu's body. Those who were bolder were already surrounding him. He started asking questions.

The old man looked very good at that time, and the sunlight coming from the window slanted in, adding a bit of rosy color to his ravaged face.

Xu Jiashu, who was passing by, glanced blankly at the busy store, not seeing Xun Yu who was trapped in the pile of powder, and went home alone.

It's a pity that although this young man looks low-key and easy-going, it's not difficult to see the alienation and indifference in his heart. It's just a casual acquaintance, and he doesn't dare to ask how the other person's fragrance is matched, so that the fragrance has such a long-lasting effect.

Originally, Lu Zhi's reputation among the people in Yecheng was average. After all, he was an airborne leader with tight schedules and heavy tasks. He really had no time to deal with people's livelihood. However, after this incident, there was another reversal. People like to tell such stories.

"I'm just an incense seller. I don't dare to discuss national affairs." The hawker said casually: "I think Yuan Benchu ​​must be very capable, otherwise the princes wouldn't mention him and admire him. But his people are If we catch them all in one fell swoop, I’m afraid we won’t have a chance to get involved in Yecheng.”

As they chatted about each other, Xun Yu suddenly appeared on the street and attracted the attention of many young women - he was fair and elegant, with refined manners. He was twenty-eight or nine years old. Although he was beginning to look like a mature man, he was not too obvious. Old, he can be said to be a killer of all ages.

Although he lived in a manor outside the city, there were countless people in Ye City who were always paying attention to every move of this "Wang Zuo Talent". In order to keep a low profile, he didn't get around to observing this "Wang Zuo Talent" until the overall situation was decided. A city like a pearl.

Although this young master does not live in the city, no one can match him in terms of generosity. What is even more rare is that he is not picky about high or low. Every time he comes, it is like purchasing goods, and he uses them up very quickly. He is really a rare big financier. .

What a waste of money. If he had been allowed to sell it, he would have made a fortune long ago.
"I have nothing to do in the winter, just amusing myself." Xun Yu smiled warmly, pointing to some temporarily closed shops and said: "When I came here, I saw the streets in chaos. I thought Yuan Benchu's soldiers had invaded."

My nose twitched, and I smelled a warm fragrance suddenly carried by the cold wind of early spring. I couldn't help but praise: "Young master's fragrance is well matched. Every time after visiting, people from my shop come to ask about this fragrance." Fragrant recipe!”

"It is said to be Lu Gong's plan to get rid of those who colluded with Yuan Benchu. If you dare to come forward, you are seeking death." The hawker looked around and saw that there was no third person in the shop. Then he was surprised and said: "After all, he is destined to leave his name in history. A character can make plans even for his own death."

"I have also heard about the incident in Zhangshui." Xun Yu asked knowingly: "So many noble people were killed. Is it possible that their family just tolerated it?"

"Xuande", he half-leaned on one hand and said in a chatty tone: "Teacher, it was only because you, Deran and Bogui came all the way here together, and they are fellow townsmen in Youzhou, that I reluctantly accepted the offer. You are a disciple, do you have any complaints?"

Hearing this, Xun Yu was noncommittal, "So how does Yuan Benchu ​​compare to Lu Shijun?"

"It would be great if Yuan Benchu ​​really called, so that we can have young ladies from other families to take care of the business, right?" The hawker waved his hands, as if he couldn't survive, and said with a flattering smile: "So many people died in Zhangshui. , there is fierce competition for shops in the city, and a bunch of distant relatives come out from every house to get a piece of the pie, so it’s such a mess."

Without waiting for the disciple to reply, the old man smiled and said something treasonous and unethical, "Xuande's style of appointing chivalrous people is similar to that of the great ancestor. A great chivalrous man is almost benevolent."

Liu Bei obviously didn't expect that the teacher would speak so highly of him. He didn't know what expression to put on for a while, but Xu Jiashu on the side was quite amused - Han Gaozu was naturally a well-deserved knight-errant emperor, and Liu Bei's life trajectory was closely related to his ancestors. It is so similar, but the evaluation it received is "almost".

It's close, but it's not.

Compared with Liu Bang, who was born a political animal, Liu Bei's personality charm is not inferior to that of his ancestors, but his political quality is far behind, and he is easily influenced by emotions in his decision-making. This shortcoming, Lu Zhi did not explicitly mention it, but pointed out in a subtle way that he Like to show off for the moment.

After all, he was promoted quickly based on nepotism. Liu Bei had been an official at the grassroots level before, and he was not very knowledgeable, so he was inevitably restrained. The old man was afraid of hurting his self-confidence.

After Lu Zhi encouraged Liu Bei, he waved to Xu Jiashu.

Xu Jiashu didn't expect that he still had his own affairs. He leaned his head and heard the old man whisper softly: "I see that you do whatever you want and have no restraints. It is a pity that you are such a talented person and indulge in the ways of Lao and Zhuang."

This misunderstanding is huge. Isn't it normal to act as you please in the simulation?
Xu Jiashu was thinking about Xun Yu's plan, so he nodded and pretended to listen to the instructions.

"My life has been wasted, and I often feel that life is like a dream." Lu Ziqian, who can be said to have achieved "merit, virtue, and reputation", narrowed his eyes slightly, "But I have never thought of escaping from the world. Does Zimao know why?"

The old man looked at Xu Zimao with clear eyes, "Because it's the easiest way. You don't have to be tied down and look forward and backward. If you feel like it's right, just do it boldly. No matter if it's a dream or not, you'll find out after you die."

"But what if things go the other way?"

Xu Jiashu couldn't help but ask.

He has been a free and easy-going character since he was a child - playing football is his father's hobby, he just muddles along in school, and even when he joins the army, he just follows the trend. But after coming to this era, his free-spirited and easy-going character not only means that he has no After changing it, even with the simulator, it became even more wanton.

It's not that Xu Jiashu thinks there's anything wrong with this, but when someone like Lu Zhi, who has been running around for most of his life and made great achievements, says that he is addicted to the ways of Lao and Zhuang, it is inevitable that he will be a little unconvinced. The old man lay down and didn't know whether to answer his question or whisper to himself: "Then let it go."

In Xun Yu's later arrangements, in order not to make the other party suspicious, Liu Bei had to stay with them at all times and preside over the funeral as a disciple. In order to protect his safety, Guan and Zhang naturally had to accompany him, so the job of killing people was a matter of course. It fell on Xu Jiashu.

Frankly speaking, even if they are traitors and spies with solid evidence, watching them struggle, give up, and finally become lifeless floating corpses is still a frowning thing.

At some point, Xu Jiashu, who was full of worries, had already walked home.

"you are back."

The first few words were cheerful, but the next few words started to hesitate again.

As soon as he raised his head, what caught his eye was Tang Rou's tangled little face - no one in the city knew about the swimming competition in Zhangshui. Xu Zimao had been away for several days, and when he finally saw him coming home, he naturally couldn't remain indifferent. But the problem is, she feels guilty!

Uncle Xun Wenruo happily agreed to leave the mountain without any harsh conditions. He just wanted some positions in prefectures and counties to win over other scholars in Yingchuan.

It seems that he is already in his thirties and has a great reputation as a "talented king". He has long been determined to display his ambitions. This time he helped his relatives seize the governorship of the next state, which was a smooth sailing.

Rounding it off, the conditions are almost non-existent, but Tang Rou is in a dilemma - the words have been released, where will she give birth to a big fat boy in ten months?
Fortunately, only Xun Yu and his wife knew about this fake news for the time being, and it had not been sent back to Yingchuan's hometown. At worst, she would have to go to her uncle to admit her mistake. Tang Rou thought to herself, with her aunt's face, could she still be beaten to death?

Xu Jiashu rarely smiled when he saw that she was preparing to leave and staying there with her thoughts.

Look carefully, this guy is quite cute when he's not crazy.
Tang Rou lowered her head when he looked at her, turned around and pretended to be tending to the flowers and plants, but she kept twirling new buds in her hands and dropped them on the ground, one after another.

"Well, I'm back."

To be precise, Xu Jiashu laughed at himself when he came back from killing people. Fortunately, the old man took the responsibility, otherwise he would have been nicknamed "Zhangshui Butcher". Notoriety is known to everyone from Ireland to Khitan.jpg
Tang Rou didn't know what her uncle's idea was, but since Xu Zimao had gone home, the matter must have been settled. The next step was to find a reason to go to Xun's house to apologize as soon as possible.

She raised her eyes and was startled by Xu Zimao, "Your eyes are all bloodshot. How long have you been awake for?"

"Knead it for me," Xu Jiashu pointed at his temples, "It's painful to feel the swelling here."

"How can this be done?" Tang Rou shrank back - no matter what, she had been a queen, how could she do such a thing, but looking at Xu Jiashu's appearance, she couldn't help but soften her heart.

"Okay then," she muttered, stretched out her hand, and said unyieldingly, "Just this once, don't go too far."

"Okay -" Feeling the delicate touch, Xu Jiashu narrowed his eyes slightly and temporarily forgot about the scene on the Zhangshui River.

No matter how dark the ordinary simulation is, after all, it is still a third-person spectator, which is far from being as profound as experiencing it in person.

Massage girl Tang Rou asked tentatively while rubbing her hands, "Have you seen my uncle in the past few days?"

If this person knew that he had told such a lie, he would probably laugh at her.
"No," Xu Jiashu told the truth, and asked knowingly, "Don't he live outside the city? Why are you asking?"

The current situation was so funny that I couldn't help but tease her.

"It's nothing." Upon hearing this, Tang Rou felt reassured and casually found a reason, "Their incense smells really good. I want to get some for use."

Unexpectedly, Xu Jiashu waved his hand and said, "It's better to wait a few more days. There has been a lot of chaos on the streets these days, and everyone is fighting for family property. You are a weak woman, and I'm afraid someone will take it away easily."

Of course it's not that serious, it just scared her.

"Then I still have you?" Tang Rou said matter-of-factly, "Just send me to my uncle's house."

"Please, you know this place is all bloodshot." Xu Jiashu was so speechless that he spoke in a Taiwanese accent and pointed at his eyes, "Do I look like I have the energy to escort you out of the city?"

The movements of Tang Rou's hands became gentler and gentler.

"Yeah, yeah, keep going." Xu Jiashu made a bad snorting sound from his nose, "knead it more, maybe I'll be fine."

Ten minutes later.
Tang Rou waved her hand and raised her eyebrows, "My hands are sore, why aren't you better yet?"

"This kind of thing depends on the situation." Xu Jiashu looked aggrieved. "For safety, you must be completely rested before going out."

Tang Rou lost her temper completely and rubbed her wrist, "Then how long do you want to rest?"

"At least three days," Xu Jiashu said seriously, "I will definitely have a good rest in three days."

three days?

I'm afraid the pregnancy news will reach Yuzhou!

Tang Rou noticed that Xu Zimao was teasing her again, and regardless of the soreness in her wrist, she threw out a pink fist, "It will be too late in three days!"

Snapped--

Xu Jiashu parried easily and gently pinched her wrist with his backhand. He waited until the scent of [hormones] in the air became stronger, then nodded in agreement, "It's really too late."

The ancients were very accurate in calculating the pregnancy period. If it was off by a few days or ten, it would be fine, but if it was off by a lot, it would be easy to reveal the secret.

Gotta hurry up!
"It's too dangerous outside." He stared at Tang Rou's trembling eyelashes and swallowed softly, "We should stay at home."

(End of this chapter)