The son of Yuan Shao who traveled through the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 87

Youzhou has returned to calm. Although the problems of the victims have not been completely resolved in the past few days, the situation has improved a lot. There are a lot fewer people in ragged clothes and hungry coffins on the street.At dusk, the smell of cooking smoke curled up, and the smell of blood gradually dissipated.It seems that Yan Rou has done a good job in internal affairs these past few days.Before I left, I asked to bring the food looted by the Yijing Huns here to help the victims, and he did as well. Yes, he is worthy of being a general with both civil and military skills. And Hao Zhao, I think he should be taken back to Jizhou.In Youzhou in August, it was extremely hot. Although it was in the afternoon and dusk, the surface was still emitting bursts of steaming heat. People standing on it were like steamed buns in a cage.This damn place can kill you when it's cold, and it can kill you when it's hot.The unbearable heat made me feel wet and uncomfortable.

Walking and walking, it was getting late.The sun, which was about to set in the west, turned into a huge red fireball. The sun was not dazzling but very gentle.The leaves were motionless, and the hot and humid air swelled from the low-lying moat river.Flooded into the city, there is a suffocating dry nose.The towering ancient cypresses, ancient locust trees and ginkgo trees in the Sheriff's Mansion are layered upon layer to block the flames of people, and the hot and noisy dog ​​days alone create a refreshing and pleasant paradise.This courtyard is very unique, better than where I live.I saw that this place also belonged to Yan Rou County Governor's Mansion, so I walked in.

Two blue-necked birds jumped from the branches of the ginkgo tree to the eaves, and then flew down to the square bricks in the yard, making a string of golden calls.There is also a small magnolia tree in the yard. The flowers of the magnolia tree wither early, and the dark green oblate leaves are dripping with water; the roses next to it are also in full bloom, and there is a fragrance of magnolia in the yard. The fragrance of roses is rich and fragrant, as well as the fragrance of cosmetic powder.A beautiful woman in a light and thin shirt, holding a small fan, is squatting on the ground, admiring the magnolia tree.A strand of black hair scattered from the nobile to the temples, like a shining ribbon.In this quiet and wonderful atmosphere, Beauty Harmony is completely unaware of the arrival of my unexpected guest.Reach out and lightly comb the hair on the sideburns.The wide sleeves were rolled up to the bend of the arms, revealing the pink and shiny arms.Hearing the golden chirping of the bird, she couldn't help a faint smile from the corner of her mouth.I suddenly broke the peace and comfort, and called out in a low voice: "Senior sister, so you are here." Is there blood on my body?Cai Yan was taken aback, and his face suddenly became unhappy.But then she turned her head and smiled slightly; "Young Master Yuan, it's you, you're back." Her attitude and this title surprised me, after all, she still looked like she was dying when I left, Still wary of me.It seems that the comfort and ease of this courtyard made her temporarily forget the troubles and worries of the past.

"Are you okay?" I tentatively took a step forward, for fear of scaring the injured bird.Cai Yan's delicate and flowery face suddenly flushed, and I realized that my concern was a bit excessive.I hurriedly changed my words; "Is your health okay? Have you been frightened in any way? Would you like me to invite a doctor to come and show you." I took another step forward.Between the two, there was a distance of ten feet, and I could already smell her exhalation like blue.Cai Yan smiled bitterly, and said, "Young Master, please sit in the room." My steps were a bit difficult to move, it was the first time I was invited by the beauty in my heart like this, my wife Zhen Mi would never treat me so kindly.She will only hurt me with cold words.There was a movement in my heart, rippling with warmth, and then thousands of strands of tenderness.Follow Cai Yan's footsteps into the door.

A painting screen of light mountains and clear waters lay in front of the door, which made my eyes shine.Cai Yan was like a fairy, almost approaching that fairy mountain.I stayed for a while.Cai Yan wanted to turn around to give way to the guest, but she happened to meet my dull gaze, and her beautiful face blushed involuntarily.Said faintly: "My lord, please come in." I woke up and hurriedly avoided her burning eyes, thinking to myself, this Cai Yan is really brave, he dared to look at me, and he seemed more arrogant than me.This - why do I feel that I suffered a lot from being molested by her in the moment just now.No, I want revenge, return it with my eyes.

Zhen Mi's eyes are calm, but Cai Yan's eyes are as hot as peony, which makes my heart skip a beat.This kind of look just matched her appearance, not bad at all.This brief exchange of gazes collided with an invisible spark, and Cai Yan's heart also moved slightly.It seems that I have known this junior brother before.Thinking of him hugging him tightly in the army of thousands of horses, his unparalleled bravery and heroic demeanor that made countless enemies frightened, blush slowly covered his cheeks again.But I have another discovery, that is—Cai Yan is still melancholy, with lingering panic remaining in her eyes.Her calmness is for herself to see, and the pain in her heart has never been healed in the slightest.I persisted in thinking that she needs love and care, otherwise it would be impossible to recover.By the way, wasn't Zhou Cang thinking about spring a few days ago, how about——can't?I immediately denied it, marrying that bear, isn't it just out of the tiger's mouth, and like a wolf's den.It would have been better if I hadn't rescued her from the Huns.After much deliberation, there is only such a handsome, graceful, youthful, talented, and talented person in this huge place in Youzhou who can match him, and that person is - I, Mr. Yuan Xi.

I thought in my heart, but I didn't hide it on the surface. As long as I am not a fool, I can see through my heart with my lustful eyes.Cai Yan was used to seeing this kind of man's crazy appearance, so she didn't find it strange or disgusting, she just said indifferently; "Please come in, my lord." There is no shyness at all, except for the tedious despair, it is a profound search for wisdom, which seems to be able to shoot through your heart with a single glance.There was a cold war in my heart, and I thought to myself, she deserves to be a generation of talented women, amazing.I warned myself, don't lose your composure, otherwise, if she writes it into teacher Cai Yong's book of the Later Han Dynasty by accident, she will leave a bad reputation for thousands of years and never stand up again.Thinking about thousands of years later, when studying history on the university campus, the teacher picked up the book and read a sentence, "Book of the Later Han Dynasty, the first lecture, the title--Yuan Xi the pervert."Isn't it terrible.This is not good, no, I still want a reputation.

Cai Yan didn't know that my heart was changing so quickly, she stretched out her hand, pointed to the seat next to the short one and said, "Master—" She smiled sweetly and her pure and soft breath rushed towards my face, making me a little suffocated.Temperament is a wonderful thing. It can be seen but cannot be described. It has form and seems to be invisible. It can make the charm of any man or woman's decoration compelling to the soul, and it makes people feel inexplicable. smell.

Cai Yan may still have some remnants of the pure love for hero worship in Girls' Generation. Ever since she was rescued and hugged by me, there has always been a strange feeling surrounding her.She thought, what words should be used to describe the temperament of this junior who commanded tens of thousands of soldiers, the descendants of the fourth generation and third lord of the Yuan family, satyr, rascal, brave, elegant, wise, strong, and gentle.Cai Yan felt that even though he knew him, including being hugged by him, it would only add up to an hour now.But I actually experienced so many changes from him at the same time.Of course, this person is a bit of a pervert most of the time.However, his bravery is unparalleled in the world, his wisdom and strength are not to mention, and his gentleness——

Cai Yan suddenly felt that her heart was beating very fast, and secretly thought that he was still very gentle to me—probably my lustful eyes led her lonely and ashen heart into a misunderstanding, and the two of them talked silently to each other speechlessly. Incense time.It was I who broke the deadlock first.I saw a stack of Caihou papers on the desk three steps away from me. On the top one, there was an ink painting pressed on the paperweight with a tiger amulet, and a poem was mentioned next to the painting.I was embarrassed and speechless, and wanted to appreciate the beauty, but refused to leave. I heard that Cai Yan is a beauty in both poetry and painting, so I might as well comment on it today.

The pale yellow setting sun quietly disappeared from the window panes, and the dark night enveloped the room.The servant girl came in and lit the lamp, and rolled her eyes at me, thinking, this person doesn't look like a good person.

Seeing Cai Yan, I can't help thinking of Zhen Mi.When I saw Cai Yan's Populus euphratica, I couldn't help but think of Zhen Mi's bamboo.

Populus euphratica! !The eyes are full of desolation.In my consciousness, there is nothing that can express people's loneliness, helplessness and strength better than this plant that lives in a barren and desolate area.Cai Yan, painting Populus euphratica, is very good, proving that she will live strong.Next to the painting, there is a poem written in meaningful lowercase letters. "The Han Dynasty lost power, and Dong Zhuo was in chaos. He wanted to usurp and kill all virtuous people first. He was forced to relocate to the old state, and he supported the master to strengthen himself and reinvigorate the righteous teachers in the sea. The natives are weak, and the soldiers who come are all Hu Qiang. The hunters besiege the city, and everything is ruined. There are no relics in the cut, and the corpses are kept together. The male head is hung on the side of the horse, and the woman is carried behind the horse. The long drive west enters the customs, and the road is dangerous. Stop it. Gu Miao Mingming, the liver and spleen are rotten. There are thousands of tricks, and you are not allowed to gather together. Or you have flesh and blood, and you dare not speak. Frustrated for a few moments, you will talk about evil and surrender. You must use it Ting Ren, I will not live with you. How dare you cherish your life and be unbearable to be scolded by him. Or you can add a stick, poisonous pain and pain. At dawn, you cry and walk, and at night, you sit and cry. If you want to die, you can’t get it. If you want to live, you have no desire Yes. He Gu, a guest from the sky, suffered from this disaster. The frontier is barren and the Chinese are different, and the customs are less righteous. The place is full of frost and snow, and the wind is spring and summer. I blow my clothes lightly, and the solemnity enters my ears. I feel the time Missing my parents, I lament endlessly. There are guests coming from outside, and I am always happy to hear them. When I greet them, I am no longer in my hometown. , Can't bear to say goodbye to him. The viewers are all sighing, and the road is also sobbing. Going to cut off love, Trent conquers the sun and marches away. After three thousand miles, when will the reunion be reunited. In order to regain strength, look at the breath, even if you live, what will you do? For the newcomers, I will do my best to encourage myself. I am humbled when I am displaced, and I am often afraid of being donated again. When I live, I worry about it all the year round.”

I almost screamed out, this is the poem of grief and indignation passed down through the ages.However, there are a few sentences missing in it, and there is no description of her missing her son, because at this moment he has not had time to give birth to a son for King Zuo Xian.From the very beginning, every word of this poem weeps blood and tears.From the rebellion of Dong Zhuo, Li Jue and Guo Si, until the third year of Chuping, in 192 AD, the two bastards Li Jue and Guo Si sent troops to the Kanto and were robbed, until Li Jue and Guo Si were defeated by the Xiongnu Zuoxian King, She was then taken captive to the Huns. "Hanging a man's head on the side of the horse, and carrying a woman behind the horse" is the consistent fine style of Dong Zhuojun and the Huns, whether it is Han or Huns, as long as they are warlords, they are just assholes.

"He Gu, who is in the sky, suffered from this calamity. The frontier is barren and China is different, and the customs are less righteous. There are many frosts and snows in the place, and the Hu Feng springs and summers. I blow my clothes lightly and solemnly enter my ears. I feel sorry for my parents and lament Infinity." These few sentences describe her tragic experience of being kidnapped.Among them, "the frontier is barren and the Chinese are different, and the customs are less righteous." 'Speaking of the barbaric customs of the frontier, it implicitly includes the tragic situation of being ravaged and humiliated.later

Shuangxue and Hu Feng sounded desolate and unbearable.Cai Yan suddenly sighed behind me, and my heart throbbed, I didn't know how to comfort her.So he picked up a pen and wrote a small poem beside the poem of grief and indignation. "Liliyuan is on the grass, one year old and one withered. The wild fire is endless, and the spring breeze blows and regenerates." This is the first poem I learned in my previous life, and I was not a young and Dangerous boy at that time.I remember very clearly.It seems to be Bai Juyi who plagiarized.Originally I forgot the title of the poem, but I named it "Wild Grass".

Cai Yan saw me inscribing a poem in the painting, so she came over to look curiously, and was dumbfounded after seeing it.Xindao, this poem is catchy and has extraordinary meaning. Every word seems to have been honed through thousands of years. It is really a good poem that is hard to see in a century. But Yuan Xi can conceive and write in an instant, how can I?In fact, she is a little worse than Bai Juyi, but much better than me.Cai Yan understands what I mean by writing this poem, which is nothing more than to make him as strong as a weed.There is another meaning, that is, the Han Dynasty will not decline just like that. Ordinary people in the world, like thatched grass that cannot be burned by wild fire, will immediately bloom with vitality when the spring breeze blows.

Cai Yan's face turned pale suddenly, as if he saw a devil suddenly.Her fingertips and lips were trembling slightly, and a shadow of memories shrouded her brows. "Can there really be such a day? Everything can't go back - there won't be such a day - no -" She clutched her chest, tears kept rolling down.The silent cry turned into a hissing cry in an instant.The superficial calm she tried to maintain was to cover up the complete collapse of confidence and panic in her heart, and finally the line of defense fell.All the archetypes of pain burst out.I cried so much that I couldn't bear to live.My heart hurts like a knife, fuck, I don't know what's going on, I have a woman's heart, as long as I see a beautiful MM crying in front of my eyes, I feel more uncomfortable than her.

At this time, I just want to hug this weak woman into my big arms, and warm her with my warm chest, but I am afraid that she will slap me a few times, so forget it, the end of being passionate is usually miserable, Just like me to Zhen Mi——

I didn't hug her, really!She came by herself.When Cai Yan's soft and delicate body was pressed against me, I almost fainted, and the grief and indignation like the Yangtze River and the trembling of wanting to be loved were conveyed to my heart through her body without omission.I felt my body start to burn, and I was dizzy with the immense love.But at that moment, I thought of Zhen Mi, a sharp knife pierced my chest with the handle full.As soon as my whole body was cold, I woke up.Unfortunately, I have a wife.Damn it.Cai Yan was still crying, her soft hair rubbed against my neck, making me feel convulsive, I am also a man, don't test me if I am okay.

I have desires in my heart, but more of them are heartaches.I softly whispered in her ear: "Senior sister, I will take you back to Jizhou. After defeating Cao Cao, we will return to Luoyang. The peonies in Luoyang are in full bloom at this time of year." Cai Yan held up her belt. Biting his lip, feeling the blood on his face, tremblingly said; "Luoyang—Peony—" I nodded and said; "Yes, it is Luoyang, the place where you grew up, where you You can find all the shadows of the past, and you can live again, senior sister, come back with me." Cai Yan listened and grabbed my arm so hard that his nails were embedded in the flesh, shaking me: "Take me back, Take me back—to Luoyang—” An unstoppable surge of hope urged her to throw herself into my arms again.I thought to myself, I also want to take you back, but Cao Cao is not dead, so I can't go

Cai Yan turned around suddenly, as if awakened from grief and indignation, realizing her gaffe.Like the noodles of peaches and plums, with rain and anger, with his back turned, he said sharply: "Go out——"

It's really a needle in the bottom of a woman's heart. I can't bear it when it's hot summer and cold winter.How can you turn your face and deny people, just like a dog.But at this moment, my heart is full of tenderness and sweetness, and it is impossible to hurt her, so I walked out bitterly.When he walked to the door, he turned around and said, "Senior sister, the army will leave tomorrow, you should prepare."

"Get out—" Cai Yan's roar turned into a growl.I sighed and hurried away.

(End of this chapter)