Three Kingdoms: Heir of Wolong, my father-in-law is Guan Gong

Chapter 3 Zhuge Qiao enters the game with his own life, here I come to Jingzhou
  Li Bai once wrote a poem:

In the courtesy of Baidi Caiyun, Qianling Jiangling returned one day.

The apes on both sides of the strait couldn't help, and Qingzhou had passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

Zhuge Qiao didn't have much impression when he went upstream into the Sichuan River.

When he came out of the river and went down the river, Zhuge Qiao really felt the speed of the boat described by Li Bai in his poem, as well as the heroism as if he swallowed the mountains and rivers.

"Ah Qiao, you haven't spoken much this whole way, what are you thinking about?" Zhang Bao came to the head of the boat and sat cross-legged on Zhuge Qiao's right side.

Zhang Bao is a talkative person who can't bear his temper.

However, Zhuge Qiao spent most of the trip meditating at the head of the boat, and Mi Zhu and Zhang Bao couldn't chat together, which made Zhang Bao feel panicked.

"I'm thinking about Feng Ji." Zhuge Qiao said casually.

Zhang Bao was stunned for a moment and said "Hi": "If you want to know about Feng Ji, just ask me."

"Let me tell you, Feng Ji, this girl, has been coquettish since she was a child. However, she is very strong. If she hits her with a fist, her nose will be bruised and her face will be swollen if she is not careful."

"The second uncle was afraid that Feng Ji would not be able to marry, so he found a literate teacher for Feng Ji. As a result, Feng Ji stayed in the school for three days, and the literate teacher asked to leave."

"Second uncle has no choice but to let Feng Ji learn martial arts from Guan Xing."

"Feng Ji has learned martial arts, and not many people dare to mess with her."

"Ah Qiao, I actually admire you quite a bit. With your body, if you were punched by Feng Ji, you would probably have to lie in bed for a few days."

The corners of Zhuge Qiao's mouth twitched slightly.

Zhang Bao is really a talkative person.

Zhuge Qiao casually gave a reason, and Zhang Bao exposed the dirty information about Guan Feng.

"Brother Zhang, aren't you afraid of getting beaten?" Zhuge Qiao reminded him kindly.

Zhang Bao bent his right arm and bulged his strong biceps: "I am different today. Feng Ji was very strong when she was a child, but she can't compare to me now."

"But Feng Ji has two brothers." Zhuge Qiao reminded again.

Zhang Bao's face changed, and he changed his tone with a guilty conscience: "Ah Qiao, you are wrong. I also kindly remind you, you can't expose me because of this, right?"

As if worried that Zhuge Qiao would spill the beans, Zhang Bao added a few more words: "Feng Ji actually has advantages!"

"If you are accidentally beaten, even if it is the person you provoked first, Feng Ji will beat the person who beat you down."

"Feng Ji attaches great importance to friendship and is quite like the second uncle."

Seeing Zhang Bao's sudden desire to survive, Zhuge Qiao felt happy.

Obviously.

When Zhang Bao was young, he was not only beaten by Guan Feng, but he also asked Guan Feng to find a fight because he lost the fight.

"Although he is a bit talkative, he is also a sweet-tempered person."

"I just don't know why Zhang Bao died young."

There are very few historical records about Zhang Bao. There are only five words: "The eldest son Bao died young." Even Zhang Bao's son Zhang Zun has more deeds than Zhang Bao.

Seeing Zhuge Qiao lost in thought again, Zhang Bao suddenly felt bored.

The boat moves quickly.

The land route from Chengdu to Jiangling is nearly two thousand miles, and the road is rugged and winding. Even if we travel quickly every day, it will take at least thirty days to reach Jiangling.

However, it only took Zhuge Qiao ten days to travel down the river and follow the wind.

Outside Jiangling City.

River crossing.

Guan Yu, who had already received the news that Mi Zhu was heading south, ordered his eldest son Guan Ping and second son Guan Xing to wait at the ferry to greet him.

Guan Ping is a tall and straight man from Kansai. His appearance is similar to Guan Yu. Compared with Guan Yu's domineering attitude, Guan Ping is more humble. Guan Xing is younger, and his appearance and behavior are a bit immature compared to Guan Ping.

"Ah Xing, I finally see you. Do you know how uncomfortable it has been for me to hold back this whole journey." Seeing Guan Xing, Zhang Bao's energy instantly recovered.

Guan Xing secretly glanced at Zhuang Yi's cautious Guan Ping, pretended not to see Zhang Bao, and tried his best to imitate Guan Ping's calmness.

Seeing this, Guan Ping turned around and told Guan Xing: "Brother Xing, you and Zhang Bao go to reminisce about old times. Remember to return to the city early."

Obviously.

Guan Ping also knew Zhang Bao's personality very well.

Guan Xing quickly agreed, took Zhang Bao and walked away elsewhere.

Zhang Bao was so nervous on the boat that he just wanted to reminisce about the past with Guan Xing. After saying something to Mi Zhu, he followed Guan Xing and left.

"My nephew Guan Ping, I have met uncle Mi." Guan Ping stepped forward and saluted Mi Zhu with a humble and respectful tone.

Mi Zhu returned the favor and praised softly: "After years of not seeing each other, my nephew's demeanor is becoming more and more like Guan Junhou."

Guan Ping admired Guan Yu the most, and Mi Zhu's praise touched Guan Ping's heart.

"My uncle is too praised, how dare my nephew compare himself to my father." Guan Ping said humbly, looking at Zhuge Qiao next to Mi Zhu.

Seeing Zhuge Qiao's handsome appearance, her brows were very similar to Zhuge Liang's, and she had a guess in her mind.

Mi Zhu introduced: "This is Zhuge Qiao, the eldest son of the military advisor general."

Zhuge Qiao saluted forward: "Foolish brother Zhuge Qiao, I have met my brother."

Guan Ping smiled in return: "The eldest son of the military advisor general is indeed handsome and extraordinary. My younger sister admires Confucian scholars and talents the most. It will be a blessing in life if she can marry Aqiao."

Zhuge Qiao was slightly surprised.

Although Guan Ping was a military commander, his way of dealing with others was a bit more elegant than ordinary military commanders.

After chatting for a while, Mi Zhu asked again: "My dear nephew, do you know where Zifang is now?"

Guan Ping shook his head gently: "Prefect Mi left Jiangling three days ago. He claimed that he wanted to supervise the counties in Nanjun. Where exactly he went, my nephew doesn't know."

Mi Zhu couldn't help but frown.

In the past, Guan Ping called Mi Fang the second uncle Mi in private, but now he calls Mi Fang the prefect Mi.

The intimacy between them is already obvious.

"Zifang knew I was coming, but he went to supervise the counties in Nanjun. Is he avoiding me?" Mi Zhu felt a little unhappy.

Since the death of Mi's little sister, Mi Zhu felt that Mi Fang's temperament had changed.

But Mi Zhu couldn't tell what kind of change it was.

When he was in Xichuan, Mi Zhu heard that Mi Fang was at odds with Guan Yu, but Mi Zhu always believed that someone was deliberately creating rumors to sow discord.

However, Guan Ping's coldness when he mentioned Mi Fang made Mi Zhu feel something was wrong.

Mi Zhu's heart felt a little heavier: "The rumors that Zifang and Guan Junhou are at odds are not groundless."

Zhuge Qiao was also keenly aware of the change in Guan Ping's tone when he addressed the two brothers Mi Zhu and Mi Fang.

When calling Mi Zhu, Guan Ping's tone was full of admiration and respect; when calling Mi Fang, Guan Ping's tone was a little more indifferent.

"Mi Fang is out on patrol at this time. It is obvious that she wants to avoid General Anhan."

"If it's just a disagreement with Guan Junhou, Mi Fang can't do this. Is this because she has a ghost in her heart and a guilty conscience?"

"The situation in Nan County is more tense than expected."

Zhuge Qiao secretly made a judgment.

Whether it is the evaluation of Mi Fang by the historical eye or the existing intelligence feedback, they all point to a possibility: Mi Fang has a shady secret in Nanjun.

(End of this chapter)