The Nameless of the Common Clans

"Alas~" Chen Zheng followed Hu Che'er out and was about to leave when he heard Hu Che'er sighing from the side.

"What's wrong?" Chen Zheng looked at the big boss in front of him in confusion. He had been working under Lu Bu for a long time and was familiar with this group of people.

"Marquis Wen has changed." Hu Che'er looked at Chen Zhen and shook his head: "You don't understand."

"Either tell me, or don't tell me. Don't pretend to be a scholar here. I've seen too many, and it doesn't look like you at all." Chen Zheng was speechless. In terms of temperament, you are really not suitable. Not only do you not have that The deep feeling of the scribe looks like a wild boar looking at the moon, the kind that may change at any time.

"It just feels like Marquis Wen's whole person has changed since he came here from Nanyang." Hu Che'er said.

"Oh?" Chen Zheng looked at Hu Che'er in puzzlement. He had only been working under Lu Bu for a few years. Before that, he had heard of Lu Bu but didn't know him very well. Although he said that his father often Mentioning you and so on, but in fact, who has nothing to talk about a man in private? In Chen Mo's case, the number of people who mention Cao Cao is much greater than that of Lu Bu.

"In the past, Marquis Wen didn't take care of things very much! When he was in Nanyang, General Wenyuan was in charge of most of the affairs. Marquis Wen had nothing to do every day, but he couldn't tell how happy he was. But after arriving in Bingzhou, things actually changed. Less."

Chen Zheng nodded. In Bingzhou, Lu Bu only needs to take care of military affairs, and Cao Xing is not needed for other matters.

"But Marquis Wen is much busier than before." Hu Che'er sighed with emotion: "We have to worry about big and small things. In the past, when General Wenyuan was here, he did everything, but now no one else can do that. Marquis Wen is so concerned about We are strict, and we are strict with ourselves. Fortunately, Master, you are here."

"What does it have to do with me? Besides, there is only Chen Zheng in the army and no young master." Chen Zheng said in shock.

"Aren't you going to do these things in the future?" Hu Cheer said blankly: "What have you learned in the past two years?"

Chen Zheng had a dark look on his face when he heard this, and gritted his teeth and said: "I studied the art of war and martial arts, but I didn't learn how to manage these trivial matters."

He probably understood what this man was thinking. He thought he was here to seize power? I'm thinking too much. Besides, even if I really have this idea, it's not you, a reckless man, who should come forward. Look at the pretentious look.

"Then who will do these things?" Hu Che'er was also a little stupid. There was no one under Lu Bu who could do such things as setting rules, maintaining military discipline, and planning logistics. After Zhang Liao left, no one could do it. Now he finally came. Chen Zheng should be called the prince now. Isn't it just right for him to do it? He has the power and doesn't have to go into battle to kill the enemy with all his strength.

"Whoever wants to do it will do it." Chen Zheng chuckled. He came to the border to kill enemies and perform meritorious deeds. He didn't just come here to show off and go back. If he really did that, let alone being unhappy, his father would probably be able to follow him. Take action.

"I thought a scholar was here~" Hu Che'er glanced at Chen Zheng disappointedly: "I haven't learned anything in two years, why are you coming back?"

Seeing Hu Che'er leave with a disappointed look on his face, Chen Zheng stared a little. He finally saw that this person didn't care about his identity at all. He just called him "Young Master" twice politely. He also wanted to do something for himself. Now it seems that No more, it’s the same as before, is it so realistic? Besides, I studied the art of war and spent the past two years in a military camp. How come it sounds like I’ve been fooling around for two years when it comes to your mouth? Do you know how I have spent these two years?

"Who says I can't do it? But I just won't do it!" Looking at Hu Che'er's back, Chen Zheng cursed and spat. The sense of alienation after two years of separation was gone. This group of people are still so helpless. eyesight.

"What not to do?" Lu Bu came out of the tent and looked at Chen Zheng doubtfully.

"Nothing, General Hu is discussing knowledge with the last general." Chen Zheng said with a smile.

"He? Discuss knowledge?" Lu Bu looked at Chen Zheng in astonishment.

"Haha~" Chen Zheng also felt that this excuse was a bit dry, scratched his head and said: "General, is the price of the glazed lamp from the Dijia tribe too high?"

Ten good horses, a thousand cattle and sheep, if used as equipment, can train an elite force of a thousand people. It always feels a bit wasteful to use them in this kind of thing.

"Zhong Quan doesn't have to worry. Those Xianbei masters send more than this number of livestock every year. The Dijia tribe is still close to us. Even if we help them, these barbarians will have more ideas to invade the Western Regions. Now the Western Regions Many people in the country do not want to return to the Han Dynasty. If Xu Rong and others do not want to use force to subjugate them, then they can use these people to beat them." Lu Bu said indifferently, a thousand cattle and sheep, ten good horses, can't do anything to Bingzhou now. Well, that's not a big deal.

Chen Zheng looked at Lu Bu in surprise. Is this still the legendary and foolhardy Lu Bu?

"People are old, ghosts are old, these things, your father told me many years ago, but I didn't understand it very well at the time. I have experienced a lot in recent years, and I have gradually become familiar with it. When you reach my age, You can learn a lot of things without a teacher." Seeing Chen Zheng's look, Lu Bu shook his head and smiled, patting him on the shoulder and said, "Go and rest, there is nothing to do during this period."

"Here!" Chen Zheng agreed.

After the two parted ways, Chen Zheng looked back at Lu Bu. He didn't notice it much before, but when he came back and looked at it two years later, Chen Zheng suddenly realized that although Lu Bu's back was still so tall and oppressive, there was a figure behind him. It seems to be bent a little.

Is Marquis Wen, who once conquered the world so bravely, starting to grow old now?

For some reason, Chen Zheng felt a little uncomfortable. He suddenly thought that Wen Hou was actually much older than his father. He was almost sixty years old now. His biggest wish in life was to have a son. Now he had a son named Lv Ba, who was only four years old. It seemed that Lv Bu began to change slowly from having a son?

Chen Zheng thought of what his father had said when he told him about his childhood. Whether a person can really stand on his own has nothing to do with age. One day, when a man finds that he has something to protect, he will naturally start to be able to stand on his own.

So... did Wen Hou find what he must protect?

Chen Zheng didn't quite understand. Did his brother find it now? What about himself?

The young man fell into his own confusion. He seemed to have been walking along the path paved by his father, but he seemed to like this path very much. He didn't know whether he could stand on his own. Or find a woman.

There was a problem with the glass lamp of the Dijia tribe. It was not that they were unwilling. In fact, although this thing looked good, on the grassland where survival was the first principle, beauty was never as good as practicality. A thousand cattle and sheep and ten good horses were definitely more valuable than a glass lamp for a tribe like the Dijia tribe, which was not too big.

So the Dijia tribe leader agreed immediately after Zhou Cang arrived and explained his intention. However, I don’t know who spread this matter. The Dijia tribe was destroyed when they were preparing to trade on the third day after Zhou Cang returned.

As for who it was, there is no need to guess, the other party’s envoy has already arrived.

"Budugen?" Lü Bu looked at the messenger under the tent and frowned, "Why, Budugen wants to go to war with me after stealing what I want?"

"Reply to Wen Hou, my leader has always admired Wen Hou's courage and would never dare to fight with Wen Hou." The messenger did not dare to be disrespectful in front of Lü Bu, and knelt down and spoke directly: "I came here to offer treasures. In addition, there are 300 good horses to offer to Wen Hou."

Lü Bu reached out to take the glass cup, which was beautiful and crystal clear.

"Why? Want to bring back Kuitou?" After playing with it for a while, Lü Bu put the glass cup on the table and looked at the messenger.

Kuitou was Budugen's brother. After Helian died, Kuitou inherited the position of Chanyu. Later, Lü Bu killed too many people here, and Helian's son Qianman, who had grown up, was also fighting with Kuitou. In desperation, Kuitou went to the Central Plains in person to plead guilty to Chen Mo, hoping to gain the court's understanding and support.

However, Chen Mo waited and saw the situation. Qianman was weak and Kuitou was strong, so he detained Kuitou in Luoyang, which indirectly helped Qianman and allowed Qianman to fight Kuitou's troops. The more chaotic the grassland was, the better it was for Chen Mo. Not to mention that the more fierce the fight, the stronger their fighting power would be. That was in the Central Plains. The grassland did not have so many people to let them survive and eliminate the weak. Moreover, Chen Mo was not a freeloader. He could not unify the grassland.

However, Bu Dugen was loyal. After inheriting Kuitou's power, he still wanted to bring his brother back.

"Wen Hou, my leader and Shanyu are brothers. Since being held hostage in Luoyang, I miss him every day. This time, I have to resort to this bad plan. As long as Wen Hou agrees, I am willing to send Liuli Cup and 300 good horses, just to exchange for my Shanyu." The envoy bowed.

"The Dijia tribe is attached to me, do you know?" Lu Bu did not answer, but looked at the other party.

"Don't worry, Marquis Wen. We didn't kill all the people of the Dijia tribe."

"Do I have to thank you?" Lu Bu's eyes turned cold, and he said coldly: "This glass cup was originally mine. Now it is returned to its original owner, but this is Yunzhong, the territory of my Great Han. Any tribe that is willing to submit to my Great Han and pay tribute to my Great Han will be protected by my Great Han. You destroyed the tribe without saying a word and broke my rules. What do you think we should do?"

"Marquis Wen, Dijia is also a Xianbei tribe. According to my Xianbei rules..."

"I am telling you my rules. What rules you Xianbei have have nothing to do with me. Go back and tell Budugen to send the people back to me. As long as Dijia is willing to reveal this matter, I can give you a chance to report to the king to intercede for you, but if you can't do it, tell Budugen that either he comes here to apologize, or I will lead troops to find him and ask him to apologize!" Lu Bu interrupted impatiently.

"Wen Hou, this is a bit..."

"I don't like people negotiating with me, especially you. If you don't get out of here, stay."

"Goodbye!"