Three Kingdoms: Never keep a low profile, Cao Anmin, the suicidal lunatic

Cao Cao ran out of the gate and bumped into someone

"Big brother!"

"Cao Ren, as a general, what are you doing in such a panic?!"

"Brother, someone from Chang'an is here."

Cao Ren didn't have time to explain and quickly reported to Cao Cao.

"Chang'an? Sent by Dong Zhuo? Where is he?"

"Right outside the Dongjun prefect's residence."

Cao Cao frowned slightly. Why did Dong Zhuo send someone here at this critical moment?

"Cao Ren, go and invite General Feng Xiao"

"My Lord, Guo Jia is here."

Guo Jia has already walked to the door.

Cao Cao was overjoyed:"Just when I was about to invite you, Dong Zhuo sent someone to see me. Feng Xiao, Mr. Feng. Maybe you can guess his intention?"

Guo Jia:"My Lord, the Yellow Turban bandits in Qingzhou have risen again. Dong Zhuo must want to use you to wipe out the Yellow Turban bandits."

"How could this happen? Dong Zhuo actually wants me, Cao Cao, to work for him! This is wishful thinking!"

Guo Jia said with a smile:"My lord, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Cao Cao was startled:"Mr. Fengxiao, what do you mean?"

"My Lord, what you lack now is territory and troops.���Although there are many of them, they are just a mob and there is no need to worry about them. My lord, you can send elite soldiers and brave generals to attack them, and the Yellow Turban bandits will be defeated in one blow!"

"In this way, my lord can get all the Yellow Turban bandits in Qingzhou!"

Cao Cao suddenly realized and bowed to the ground:"Mr. Fengxiao is my Zifang!"

Guo Jia shook his head:"My lord, your words really make me ashamed. The talent of Mr. Anmin is several times that of Guo Jia."

When Cao Anmin's name was mentioned, Cao Cao smiled bitterly.

This little bastard is very capable. He is even more capable of causing trouble.

""Oh, my Lord. The scouts just reported that Yuan Shao and Gongsun Zan accepted Dong Zhuo's mediation. The two families have also stopped fighting."

Cao Cao was shocked. Cao Anmin was right.

This kid is a bit weird.

"Fengxiao, in your opinion, who can lead the army in this expedition to Qingzhou?"

"The lord must personally lead the army."

Cao Cao pondered for a moment and understood what Guo Jia meant.

This time, suppressing the Yellow Turban rebellion in Qingzhou was a small matter, so he took the opportunity to expand and recruit soldiers. Expanding strength is the real

"Cao Ren, pass the order down. Reorganize the army and return to Yanzhou!"

"Brother, what should we do about Dongjun?"

Guo Jia smiled and said,"Dongjun was captured by Prince Anmin, so you can let Prince Anmin guard Dongjun."

Cao Cao was very satisfied with Guo Jia's suggestion.

Cao Anmin was a scoundrel who was too easy to kill himself and his words against others were simply unbearable to listen to.

Bringing him along would shorten his life by a few years, so he might as well stay in Dongjun for a few more days. It would also be a good choice to cultivate his temper.

"That's it! Cao Ren, Mr. Feng Xiao, go and prepare. I'll go talk to An Min."In the back garden of the Dongjun prefect's mansion, a barbecue iron rack was set up in the garden. Cao An Min ordered his servants to bring charcoal.

Fresh beef, cleaned and skewered on iron skewers.

""Husband, what are you doing?"

Diao Chan was surprised and didn't understand what her husband was doing.

Cao Anmin scratched Diao Chan's nose.

"barbecue"

"Barbecue? Something edible? Is it better than hot pot?"

"Cicada, each has its own merits. You will know when you eat it."

Cai Zhaoji glanced at Cao Anmin from the window. After she saw the poem Cao Anmin wrote on the white wall at Yizui Tower, her opinion of Cao Anmin changed a little, but it has only been a few days and this guy's true nature has been revealed again.

I have never seen him reading books or writing poems.

"The poem was most likely written by one of his advisers in advance. But this is not right, because the prefect of Dongjun, Qiao Mao, randomly gave the topic.

Cai Zhaoji was confused as she thought.

"What am I thinking about him? I really think of him as my husband."

The more Cai Zhaoji didn't want to think about Cao Anmin, the more this bad guy kept popping up in her mind.

Her mood was ruined by this overbearing man. Cai Zhaoji picked up the guqin, tuned it, and started playing.

The sound of the guqin was lingering, and Cai Zhaoji's confused mood calmed down.

"What smells so good?"

As soon as Cao Cao entered the back garden of the prefect's mansion, he smelled a strong aroma of meat.

The aroma was so strong that

Cao Cao couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

Gulp......

"Anmin, what are you doing?"

"Second uncle, your nose is too sharp, isn't it? You can find it here by smelling it?"

Sharp nose?

Find it here by smelling it?

Damn it!

Cao Cao's face is as black as the bottom of a pot. Is his nephew comparing him to a dog?

"Second uncle. Give me one!"

Cao Cao was about to get angry when a skewer of roasted mutton was stuffed into his hand.

The roasted mutton was fragrant and looked brown on the outside.

Cao Cao stretched out a small hand from his throat, wishing he could grab the skewer of roasted mutton.

He took a bite.

???

Oh my god!

Is there such delicious food in the world?

It's crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. Take a bite and it's fragrant and oily!

"Anmin, my nephew. Give me another string."

"Second uncle. Here are some kidneys for you. Grill them yourself. You will be nourished by what you eat."

Cao Anmin skewered some kidneys and stuffed them into Cao Cao's hand. Diao Chan was eating four or five skewers of roasted lamb.

At this moment, Diao Chan only had eyes for these delicious barbecues.

Who is Cao Cao?

My husband's second uncle?

The black-faced man who is chewing on a kidney?

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