Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 18 Compromise
Crazy, crazy, crazy!

"Zhao Yun! Are you crazy?!"

Xia Houlan suddenly raised his voice.

Looking at ancient and modern times, which hero is willing to be a hawk and a dog's claws under a woman's skirt?
"Do you know what the consequences will be if these words are spread today?" Xia Houlan took a deep breath to calm his turbulent heart.

In the Han Dynasty, Zhao Yun had a great reputation. He was determined to serve as an envoy as a young man. He was especially good at riding and shooting. He was respected by the people in Changshan County and was elected as the leader to lead the Yicon in the county to defect to Gongsun Zan.

If this matter comes out, Zhao Yun will be ruined.

Zhao Yun stood up, smiled, took Xia Houlan's shoulder and patted him, "I only told Zixiu, how could it be spread to others?"

Is this the point?

Xia Houlan put aside Zhao Yun's hand and said, "But what kind of weird tricks did Madam Gongsun use?"

He held the sword at his waist. If this was the case, Gongsun Yan would be killed by the sword even if he had a bad reputation. He then committed suicide to apologize to the late General Gongsun.

"Zixiu."

Zhao Yun held down his hand and pushed back the sword he had pulled out a few inches.

Xia Houlan stared at Zhao Yun. The light outside the room gradually dimmed. He saw the firelight shining on Zhao Yun's face, which was solemn.

"Zixiu must never say such disrespectful words again."

"Hey--" Xia Houlan's saber was completely pushed back into the scabbard by Zhao Yun.

However, the strength of his hand to suppress Xiahou Lan did not weaken at all, which showed his master's determination.

"The emperor humiliated his ministers to death."

Xia Houlan looked directly at Zhao Yun's firm eyes. They had known each other since they were naked. He didn't understand that Zhao Yun was definitely serious at this time.

The two stood opposite each other, and the atmosphere was very solemn.

for a long time.

Xia Houlan exhaled sharply and lowered his shoulders.

Zhao Yun usually seemed to be a gentle and gentle man, without the vindictiveness of a warrior, but he knew best how stubborn Zhao Yun was, and he was determined to never look back.

Saying it shows that he has made up his mind and will not change it.

Every time he gave in, Xia Houlan was unwilling to accept it, "At least you have to let me know the reason, right?"

Xia Houlan understood Zhao Yun, so why didn't Zhao Yun understand Xia Houlan?
Seeing his friend's signal of compromise, Zhao Yun retracted his hand and put his arm around his shoulders, "I know Zixiu is worried, but..."

Zhao Yun thought for a long time about leaking the news to Xia Houlan this time.

According to Gongsun Yan, they should be regarded as colleagues and superiors, and they don't need to be known until they have established a firm foothold. On the surface, they can maintain the relationship between the cared-for old master's daughter and loyal subordinates.

But Zhao Yun is a man of rules.

And Xia Houlan is a smart person, and he will definitely see the clues in the future. During the day, he is not respectful to Lady Gongsun. It is better to reveal his attitude earlier and let him know his attitude to avoid any complications.

but what?Xia Houlan waited for a long time and didn't hear Zhao Yun's next words. His eyebrows were raised and he was about to get angry again.

"But Lady Gongsun is different." Zhao Yun patted Xia Houlan's arm and asked him to sit down.

The two calmed down their momentum and sat down in front of the fire again.

Xia Houlan abandoned herself and picked up the half-eaten braised chicken legs that she had just thrown on the ground. She blew them at will and chewed them with the bones in her mouth. "But I don't know what's different?"

Very pretty?

Yesterday, I saw the little lady lying on the carriage with a bruised nose and a swollen face. Her nose and eyes were swollen.

What else can Gongsun Yan use to persuade Zhao Yun?

Gongsun Zan has been defeated like a mountain, the young master Gongsun Cheng is too young, and Gongsun Yan is born as a girl, it is difficult for him to take advantage of the light of the sun, and he has no definite momentum.

Zhao Yunruo has a certain sense of loyalty to his young master Gongsun Cheng and has a reputation of loyalty.

Zhao Yun happened to make the most outrageous choice and serve Gong Sun Yan as his master?
What kind of ecstasy soup did you drink?

Xia Houlan murmured in his heart, but did not dare to say it out.

Now that his friend has recognized his master and continues to speak freely, although Zhao Yun will not draw his sword to kill, he will inevitably be dragged into the snow to have a bloody fight. "There is hope in Lady Gongsun."

Zhao Yun recalled the scene when he was alone in the cave in the afternoon.

When the appointed time came, the neatly stacked feed bags suddenly appeared.

600 shi and 36000 kilograms took a long time to carry even on horseback, but they appeared in front of us in the blink of an eye, filling the cave.

What is this kind of power if not hope?
"hope?"

Zhao Yun's mysterious and mysterious statement failed to gain the approval of Xia Houlan.

If there was really hope, why would the world be like this?
And if that skinny little lady had any hope, would she lie down with a bruised nose and face for so many days?
"Zixiu just watch." Zhao Yun didn't miss the flash of disapproval on Xia Houlan's face, but he didn't say anything.

He was the one who couldn't explain clearly, so how could he blame Xia Houlan?

Zhao Yun handed the receipt form copied by Gongsun Yan to Xia Houlan, "Please ask Zixiu for more help in the future." Don't leave as frustrated as in the daytime.

snort!
Xia Houlan snorted angrily and took the paper handed over by Zhao Yun.

When he came in, he was curious as to where this snow-white Caihou paper came from. Sure enough, it was made by Lady Gongsun.

Receive it in your hand and look at it carefully by the light of the fire.

After reading it for the first time, Xia Houlan raised his eyebrows and read it twice more before returning the paper to Zhao Yun.

He admits that this statistical approach does have some merit.

But it is not enough.

"Zixiu doesn't have to worry about food and grass." Zhao Yun smiled and took it back, folded it and put it in his arms.

"The most important thing right now is to keep the soldiers healthy and mentally strong. When the snow stops, we will set off."

Zhao Yun took out bandages and medicines from his pocket.

"Ms. Gongsun gave me some good wound medicine." Zhao Yun shook the small paper bag containing crystallized sulfonamide in his hand and motioned to Xia Houlan, "Come here and let me take a look at the wound."

Xia Houlan also suffered some stab wounds on his shoulder blade when he broke through.

Looking at Zhao Yun with an inexplicable expression, Xia Houlan sat by the fire and untied his military coat, took off his armor and uniform, and asked Zhao Yun to bandage him again.

Gongsun Yan had no idea about the small theater between Zhao Yun and Xia Houlan in the other room.

At this time, she was squatting in the kitchen and struggling with the stove.

When killing horses in the afternoon, Zhao Yun specially asked Wang Wu to bring a large piece of fresh horse meat to her and Gongsun Cheng.

I thought I should show off the essential skills of a time-traveling woman and make a pot of soft and fragrant horse meat stew to win over people and earn some favorability.

But she failed miserably at the first step.

I don’t know how other female compatriots who traveled back and forth learned the skill of making fire without any teacher.
Anyway, Gongsun Yan was so tormented that his face was black and gray, and he didn't light the fire.

Gongsun Cheng was holding the small wooden stick of a cheese stick while handing her firewood.

Gongsun Yan gave him four cheese sticks in total, and after eating each one, he cherished it and chewed it for a while.

Until the smell was gone, I treasured these small wooden sticks with animal sketches printed on them in my little pocket.

For the sixth time, he watched helplessly as the ignited fire was irrevocably extinguished and a puff of black smoke came out. Gongsun Yan, who squatted until his feet were numb, decided to give up.

Go to the front yard to ask Wang Wu for help.

But as soon as they walked out of the backyard, they ran into Zhao Yun and Xia Houlan who had taken care of their wounds.

Gongsun Yan's bruised face was covered with a layer of black ash, and he looked as if he had knocked over a paint tray, which was particularly wonderful.

She subconsciously raised her hands to cover her face.

Xia Houlan looked at Gongsun Yan who was a few steps away and looked at Zhao Yun expressionlessly.

Is this what you call hope?

Does this hope make people feel unreliable?

(End of this chapter)