"Heh." Zhuge Liang came back to his senses, smiled absently, and said while looking at the book at hand.
"I pay attention to Mr.'s news, hoping to repay the grace of teaching."
Zhuge Jun nodded. He usually doesn't talk much, but he always pays attention to the tone and expression of people's voices. At this time, Brother Zhong looks different from usual.
He smiled innocently: "Brother Zhong has been looking at that Shuofang girl's painting for so many years, so you don't think you think Mr. Shuofang is a girl?"
Zhuge Liang has been quick thinking and good at debating since he was a child.
But for Zhuge Jun's question, he didn't know what to do for a while.
Some steam came from outside the straw curtain, Zhuge Jun looked back and took the teapot from Zhuge Liang's table.
"The tea is ready, I'll go get some for Brother Zhong."
Said, got up and left.
Holding the Qimen Dunjia in his hand, Zhuge Liang looked towards the courtyard along the front of the hall. The trees in the courtyard were growing green, and one or two small blue flower buds could be vaguely seen.
Lowering his head, he opened the book again and looked at it.
Prime Minister, a miscellaneous name, is no better than Mr.
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On the side of the river, people's voices in the restaurant continued, and there were bursts of silk and bamboo between the toasts, and the lingering sound lingered around the beams.
In the noisy building, there are those who listen to the piano, those who drink, and those who gossiping.
"The general in white?" A man in a long robe sat in the seat, listening to the people beside him talking, holding a wine glass, talking to himself, drinking for himself.
On the pavilion, the woman playing the piano looked at the handsome man with winking eyes from time to time.
Who doesn't want to ask Zhou Lang to look back on this singer in Jiangdong Middle School
"Bring a bamboo hat, isn't it a good brother?"
Zhou Yu shook his wine glass and leaned against his seat.
It should be him, it seems that he has stepped into this mess earlier than himself.
Haha, I know he is not a person who is willing to get along.
As for the rumor about the woman, he only regarded it as a rumor, people in the world always like to spread some funny words, not to mention that his virtuous brother really looks like a woman.
"Brother, let's wait for a moment."
With a smile in his eyes, he raised his head and drank the wine in the glass.
But speaking of it, should it be called a virtuous brother
Well, I think he is younger than me.
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After Dong Zhuo moved away from Luoyang, the soldiers and horses of the princes never moved again. Although they still stayed around Luoyang, most of them were watching the situation.
In today's situation, it is no longer necessary to fight Dong Zhuo, and some princes are even ready to leave.
And what was left was just a banquet in the barracks, at least there was no action in the open.
Gently placing his hand on the table, Yuan Shao glanced around at the people present before asking aloud.
"You guys think, should I go after Dong Zhuo?"
The princes under the seat were silent for a while, and one of them said: "Yuan Gong, since the beginning of the army, our army has fought continuously. Now that the soldiers are exhausted, it may not be appropriate to pursue Dong Zhuo again."
This person's words seemed to have been echoed a lot, everyone whispered to each other, Yuan Shao frowned, but judging from his expression, he was also a little moved.
"Masters." A voice suddenly interrupted the crowd and said, "Masters, can you listen to me?"
The person who spoke was Cao Cao, who was sitting in the last seat at this time, looking at the princes.
"Meng De, please say so."
Yuan Shao raised his hand with a smile, he thought he knew the nature of his old friend, he was good at calculating gains and losses, and he wanted to retire at this time.
He looked at Cao Cao, Cao Cao also looked at him, Yuan Shao was stunned, but Cao Cao's eyes did not look like the person he knew.
"My lords." Cao Cao stood up from the desk and looked at the crowd.
"We are beginning to promote righteousness and raised righteous soldiers to punish riots. The masses have united, so why should you doubt it! Let Dong Zhuo rely on the royal family, occupy the old capital, and face the world from the east. Burn the palace, plunder and relocate the emperor, the sea is shaken, and no one knows where he is going. This is the time when the sky is dying, and the world will be settled in one battle."
At this point, he took a deep breath and asked, "Why don't you chase after me?"
All four quiet people looked at Cao Cao, but no one answered.
"Meng De." Yuan Shao said aloud.
"The soldiers and horses are exhausted, Dong Zhuo is holding the emperor under his control, and he is arbitrarily moving, fearing that something will happen."
Cao Cao didn't respond to Yuan Shao, but looked at the crowd and asked, "Masters, are you really not going after him?"
Still no one answered, he nodded, turned his hands behind his back, and instead of sitting down, walked towards the door.
Two words were left.
"Fuck chase!"
The faces of the princes behind Cao Cao are different, some are ridiculed, some are complicated, and some are admired.
This time, his name, Cao Cao, was asked to be remembered by everyone.
In the barracks.
"Follow the flag!" Gu Nan stood on the barracks platform holding a flag in his hand.
"call!"
As her voice fell, the flag in her hand opened to one side.
Thousands of soldiers in the camp quickly changed direction as the flag was waved, and the troops stood on both sides of the camp.
"call!"
The flag waved downward again, and the soldiers gathered from both sides to form a square formation.
Every time the flag is waved, the array will change quickly, but it is only limited to a few flags such as gathering and retreating, array and unit.
But that's all, it's already a rare thing for an army that has been in the army for less than a month.
In the two battles experienced by this miscellaneous army borrowed from the princes' army, there are only 6,000 people left, but it is enough to be called an army formation.
Xiahoudun and Xiahouyuan stood behind and watched Gu Nan put the flag aside casually, and swallowed.
That's not a command flag, but a battalion flag. Usually it's not standing on the ground but carried by carts.
As a result, my husband just used it casually, and he still looked as if nothing had happened after using it.
Although I know that my husband's martial arts are not even weaker than Lu Bu.
But looking at Mr.'s thin appearance, they felt that their eight or nine feet were born for nothing.
No matter how heavy the battalion flag is, no matter how you lift it up, it will be lifted up.
He secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead, but a person walked outside the barracks.
"Sir, Yuan Rang, a wonderful talent."
Cao Cao stood at the gate of the barracks, looked at the three of them and looked back at him, and smiled.
"Is it possible to lead the army at this time?"
Soldiers and horses lined up in front of the camp, and the remains of Luoyang City could still be seen in the distance. In the army formation, a flag was erected with the word Cao written on it.
It wasn't snowing in Luoyang, but it wasn't cold. The nails were so cold that you felt as if you were going to freeze your hands on them when you touched them.
Gu Nan rode on a horse, walked beside Cao Cao, and walked through the army formation.
It's been too long, and it's not a big deal. She didn't remember the history, but she never expected that Cao Cao would say that he would pursue Dong Zhuo at this time, and he would go there with an army.
"Why did the general chase after him?" Gu Nan looked at Cao Cao in puzzlement. She had lived a long time and thought she had seen thousands of people, but there were always things she couldn't understand.
Cao Cao looked at the camp flags in the army and asked with a smile.
"Didn't the master once say that during the crusade, he should gain a reputation and spread it to the world?"
"Going here is to gain this reputation."
The flag fluttered, causing the sun to pass behind it, blinding the eyes.
Cao Cao looked back, walked to the front of the army, and drew the long sword from his waist.
Going here can be regarded as a fight, for the sake of the Han Dynasty, I will fight one last time.
"march!"
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