Zhen Mi was a little embarrassed by Yuan Xi's intimate tone. The hot breath he exhaled surrounded her ears, making her feel an inexplicable feeling of heat. She felt dizzy as Yuan Xi held her hand and walked forward. .
The golden chrysanthemums all over the mountains and plains were blooming with their brilliant colors. This visual feast made Zhen Mi sigh. This place is really a fairyland. She couldn't help but ask: "Master, how did you find this place?" From a certain place?”
Yuan Xi smiled softly, with a lazy and warm atmosphere in his smile. He stroked Zhen Mi's white and rosy cheeks with his hands.
Yuan Xi just said with admiration: "Although the golden chrysanthemum is beautiful, it is not as beautiful as my Mi'er. I searched for Yi'er in the mountains and forests, and found a girl like Mi'er among thousands of people, but I am lucky. .”
Zhen Mi's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. In such a romantic scene, coupled with Yuan Xi's eloquent words of praise, she felt the love in her heart emanating uncontrollably.
She couldn't help but fell into Yuan Xi's arms, gently hammered his chest with her small hands, and said softly: "Young master, you are a heart-stealing thief." That girl is not pregnant, let alone Yuan Xi, who is both civilized and military, and is as beautiful as a tree. Where is Mr. Yuan?
Yuan Xi and Zhen Mi were lying wantonly among the flowers full of golden chrysanthemums. They held their hands tightly and looked at the fiery sunset on the horizon. For a moment, they felt that silence was better than sound.
At this moment, Yuan Xi was greatly surprised. What could be more pleasant than falling in love with a beautiful woman? There is a saying in the art of war: attack the city first, attack the heart first. The city is to the woman just like the woman's body. As a good taster A lustful person, Yuan Xi always likes to play with women's thoughts.
Yuan Xi looked at Zhen Mi's confused look in his arms and the slowly flashing eyelashes on her delicate cheeks. He couldn't help but move on to her vagina, going deep into her vagina and teasing her wantonly. His technique was so skillful that he couldn't help but feel it. After a while, she was out of breath. Yuan Xi felt her soft vagina. The inner satisfaction and conquest was really intoxicating...
Zhen Mi's cheeks were flushed, but this thing made her feel at ease. She pinched Yuan Xi's waist bitterly and looked at his exaggerated grin.
She couldn't help but use her nose like a puppy, arching his neck, and said angrily: "Master, you are such a big wolf, you know how to take advantage of Mi'er, you are so skillful, you must be very entangled with your beautiful concubine, I'm really angry Kill me."
Yuan Xi scratched the tip of Zhen Mi's nose and said casually: "My Mi'er, sir, don't overturn the jealousy jar all the time. A man is like a teapot, and a woman is like a teacup. A teapot is like a few teacups. It is not normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines."
Zhen Mi did not refute Yuan Xi's remarks, but nodded gloomily. This was indeed the case in this era. Of course, it was only the privilege of powerful families. In today's troubled times, the status of that woman was even worse than before, so she could meet someone who was famous all over the world. , the second son of the Yuan family who is as gentle as jade is already lucky enough.
Yecheng, Cai Yan's place.
Cai Yan's beauty and Zhen Mi's beauty are different, just like one is the orchid in the empty valley and the other is the delicate peony. Zhen Mi's beauty makes people wander over and over in their dreams. She is so beautiful that there is no trace of fireworks. It always makes people feel that they can only watch from a distance but not play with it.
Cai Yan is not she, she is really as beautiful as a peach and plum. She didn't smile at me today, so she was lucky. If she had smiled, maybe I would have been unable to control myself for a moment and would have behaved like an immoral animal.
A beautiful woman wearing a thin shirt and holding a small fan was squatting on the ground, admiring the magnolia tree. A strand of jet-black hair spread from the golden hairpin to the temples, like a shining ribbon.
Beauty Harmony was completely unaware of the arrival of Yuan Xi, an uninvited guest, in this quiet and wonderful atmosphere. Reach out and gently touch the hair on your temples. The wide sleeves were rolled up to the crooks of her arms, revealing her pink and white arms.
Listening to the golden chirping of the birds, she couldn't help but have a faint smile overflowing from the corner of her mouth. Yuan Xi suddenly broke the tranquility and comfort, calling in a low voice: "Zhao Ji, so you are here."
Cai Yan was startled, and then said in embarrassment and annoyance: "Xianyi, it's you, why are you so annoying?" Her attitude and this title were very surprising. After all, she still looked melancholy when Yuan Xi left. Looks like,.
It seemed that the comfort of this courtyard made her temporarily forget the troubles and worries of the past.
"Are you okay?" Yuan Xi tentatively took a step forward, for fear of scaring the injured bird.
Cai Yan's pretty face suddenly flushed, and Yuan Xi realized that his concern was a bit excessive. He hurriedly changed his words and said, "Are you feeling well? Have you been frightened in any way? Do you want me to ask a doctor to come and take a look at you?"
Yuan Xi took another step forward. There was only a foot between the two of them, and he could already smell her breath. Cai Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Master, please come and sit in the room."
Yuan Xi moved with some difficulty. It was the first time that he was invited by the beauty in his heart. Warmth and tenderness arose in his heart. Follow Cai Yan's footsteps and walk through the door.
A painting screen with clear mountains and clear waters stretched across the door, which made Yuan Xi's eyes light up. Cai Yan was like a fairy, almost approaching the fairy mountain. He was stunned for a moment.
Cai Yan wanted to turn around and let the guest go, but he happened to meet Yuan Xi's dull eyes, and a flush appeared on his beautiful face. He said faintly: "Mr. Master, please come in."
Yuan Xi woke up and hurriedly avoided her scorching eyes, thinking to himself, this Cai Yan is so brave, he dares to look at me, and he seems to be more arrogant than himself. Why does it feel like I was molested by her and suffered a big loss just now? No, he wants to take revenge and return it with his eyes.
Zhen Mi's eyes were calm, but Cai Yan's eyes were as hot as peony, which made Yuan Xi's heart beat wildly. This look in her eyes matched her appearance perfectly.
This brief exchange of glances actually sparked an invisible spark, and Cai Yan's heart moved slightly.
Thinking of him in the Xiliang army in Luoyang, hugging him tightly, showing his unparalleled bravery, and his heroic deeds that frightened countless enemies, the blush slowly spread across his cheeks.
But Yuan Xi made another discovery, that is, Cai Yan was still melancholy, with lingering panic remaining in his eyes. Her calmness was for her own sake, and the pain in her heart was not healed in the slightest. Yuan Xi persistently thought that she needed love and care, otherwise it would be impossible to recover.
Yuan Xi was thinking blankly, but he didn't hide it on the surface. With his lustful eyes, anyone who wasn't a fool could see through his heart.
Cai Yan was used to seeing this man's crazy look and didn't find it strange or disgusting. Not to mention Yuan Xi, who had a crush on him, he just said lightly: "Young master, please come in."
Her chin was slightly raised, with a kind of aristocratic pride, and there was no shyness in her eyes. Apart from boredom and sadness, it was a profound exploration of wisdom, which seemed to be able to penetrate your heart with one glance.
Yuan Xi shuddered in her heart and thought to herself, she is indeed a talented woman of a generation, very powerful. Yuan Xi warned herself not to lose her composure, otherwise she would accidentally write it into the book of the Later Han Dynasty written by her teacher Cai Yong, and she would be infamy for thousands of years and never recover.
Cai Yan didn't know that Yuan Xi's heart was changing rapidly. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the seat of the junior queen and said, "Young Master," she smiled sweetly and her pure and soft breath hit her face, making Yuan Xi feel suffocated.
Temperament is such a wonderful thing. It can be seen but cannot be described. It is both tangible and intangible. It can force the charm of any man or woman into the soul. It can make people's whole body be filled with a kind of indescribable feeling that cannot be put down once it is picked up. smell.
Cai Yan may still have some traces of her innocence in hero worship as a girl. Ever since she was rescued and hugged by Yuan Xi, there has always been a strange feeling surrounding her.
She thought about the temperament displayed by this senior brother who commanded the army and was a descendant of the fourth and third generation Yuan family. Which words should be used to describe the temperament more appropriately? Pervert, scoundrel, brave, elegant, wise, strong and gentle.
Cai Yan felt that although she had known him since childhood, including being hugged by him, the total time up to now was only more than a year. But I actually experienced so many changes from him at the same time.
Cai Yan suddenly felt that her heart was beating very fast, and secretly thought, he is still very gentle to me. It was probably Yuan Xi's fascinated eyes that led her lonely and despairing heart into a misunderstanding, and the two of them were silent to each other. One stick of incense time.
It was Yuan Xi who broke the deadlock first. Yuan Xi saw a stack of Caihou paper on the desk three steps away. On the top one, there was an ink painting pressed with a tiger symbol paperweight, and a poem was mentioned next to the painting.
I am embarrassed and speechless, but I also want to admire the beauty and refuse to leave. I heard that Cai Yan is a beautiful woman with excellent poetry and painting, so why not comment on it today.
The pale yellow setting sun quietly disappeared from the window panes, and the dark night enveloped the room. The maid came in and lit the lamp. She rolled her eyes at Yuan Xi and thought, this person doesn't look like a good person.
Populus euphratica! ! Full of desolation. In Yuan Xi's consciousness, nothing could better express people's loneliness, helplessness and strength than this plant that lives in barren and desolate areas.
Cai Yan's painting of Populus euphratica is very good, proving that she will live strong. Next to the painting, there is a poem written in meaningful small regular script.
"The Han Dynasty lost power, and Dong Zhuo was in chaos. He was determined to usurp and kill, and he killed all the virtuous people first. He was forced to move to the old country, support the leader to strengthen himself, and raised righteous divisions in the sea, hoping to fight against the bad luck together.
Zhuo Zhong came to the east, and his golden armor shone in the sun. The people of Pingtu are weak, and all the incoming troops are barbarians and Qiang. Hunting wild and besieging the city, everything in the direction was destroyed. Cut off without any remains, but the corpses support each other. A man's head hangs beside the horse, and a woman is carried behind the horse. Driving westward to enter the Pass, the road is dangerous and blocked. Also looking at Miao Mingming, the liver and spleen are rotten. All the people with tens of thousands of plans are not allowed to gather in villages.
Or they may be of flesh and blood, but they dare not speak if they want to. After being frustrated for a few moments, he often said bad things and surrendered to the captives. If you want to use the pavilion blade, I will not kill you. How dare you spare your life? You can't bear the abuse. Or add a stick and poisonous pain ginseng together. In the morning, he walks and weeps, and at night, he sits in mourning. If you want to die, you can't get it, if you want to live, you can't have it.
There is no harm in being a guest from there, but he will suffer this misfortune. The wilderness and the Chinese are different, and the people have few moral principles. There is a lot of frost and snow in the place, and the wind blows in spring and summer. The gentle breeze blows on my clothes, and the solemnity enters my ears. I miss my parents deeply and lament endlessly. When guests come from outside, I am always happy to hear them. When I asked him about the news, he always returned to his hometown.
When I meet you, I hope that my flesh and blood will come to welcome you. Heaven embellishes people's hearts, and there is no time to think of others. Life and death are forever separated, and I can't bear to say goodbye. The spectators all hissed, and those who walked on the road also sobbed. Go and cut off love, and travel to conquer the sun. Three thousand miles away, when will we meet again?
In order to regain a strong sense of breath, no matter how much life is left, I will entrust the new people with my life and work hard to encourage myself. Being homeless becomes a lowly life, and one is often afraid of having to donate money again. How long does it take to live, worry all the year round. "
Yuan Xi almost screamed, this is a poem of grief and indignation passed down through the ages in the Ming Dynasty. However, there are a few lines missing in it. At this time, Cai Yan was not kidnapped, nor was she taken as a concubine by King Zuoxian, but she still wrote this poem, weeping every word from the beginning.
I lamented that from the time when Dong Zhuo was in power and the rebellion of Li Que and Guo Si, until the third year of Chuping, in 192 AD, these two bastards Li Jue and Guo Si sent troops to Guandong and were captured and robbed. Together with the Huns, the women of Luoyang Chang'an were captured and sent to the Huns. .
"Hang a man's head on the side of the horse, and carry a woman on the back of the horse" is the consistent good style of Dong Zhuo's army and the Huns. Be it Han people or Huns, as long as they are warlords, they are just as bastards.
Cai Yan suddenly sighed behind Yuan Xi. His heart was throbbing and he didn't know how to comfort her. Then he took up his pen and wrote a short poem beside the poem of grief and indignation.
"The grass on the original plain dries up and flourishes every year. Wildfires cannot burn it out, but the spring breeze blows and grows again." This is the first poem I learned in my previous life. I remember it quite clearly. Bai Juyi seems to be plagiarized. I forgot the name of the poem, so Yuan Xi named it "Wild Grass".
Cai Yan saw Yuan Xi writing poems in the painting, so he came over to take a look curiously. Upon seeing it, he was speechless. I thought to myself, this poem is catchy and has extraordinary meaning. Every word seems to have been refined thousands of times. It is really a good poem that is rare to see in a hundred years. But Yuan Xi can conceive and write it in an instant. How about me?
In fact, she is a little worse than Bai Juyi, but much better than Yuan Xi. Cai Yan understood that his intention in writing this poem was to make him and her as strong as weeds.
Another meaning is that the Han Dynasty will not decline just like this. Ordinary people in the world are like thatch that cannot be burned by wild fire. They bloom and flourish immediately when the spring breeze blows.
Her fingertips and lips were trembling slightly, and a shadow of memories was cast between her brows.
"Can there really be such a day? Everything can't be gone back. There won't be such a day." She covered her chest and tears kept rolling down.
The silent crying suddenly turned into a hoarse cry. She tried her best to maintain a calm surface to cover up her completely collapsed inner self-confidence and panic, and finally her defense line fell.
At this time, Yuan Xi reached out and hugged this weak woman into his broad embrace. Cai Yan's soft and delicate body pressed against his body. A tremor of grief, anger and hope of being loved passed through her body, leaving no trace behind. conveyed to his heart. Yuan Xi felt his whole body begin to burn, and the huge love made him feel dizzy.
Yuan Xi had desire in her heart, but more importantly, she was heartbroken. He whispered in her ear gently: "Zhaoji, wait until my father unifies Hebei and then goes south to the Central Plains. We will return to Luoyang. At this time of year, the peonies in Luoyang are in full bloom."
Cai Yan raised her tear-stained face, bit her lip, and said with a trembling voice, "Luoyang Peony.!?"
Yuan Xi nodded and said, "Yes, it's Luoyang, the place where you grew up, where you can find all the shadows of the past, Zhao Ji, believe me."
Cai Yan suddenly turned around, as if awakened from grief and anger, and realized his gaffe. Like peach and plum noodles, with rain and anger, he turned his back and said sternly: "You. You. Get out."
So Young Master Yuan was driven out of the room mercilessly.
Yanzhou, Dongjun.
Cao Cao has been very proud of himself recently. This year, Cao Cao ushered in the first highlight moment in his life.
At the beginning of the fourth year of Chuping (193), the remaining Yellow Turban Party in Qingzhou attacked Yanzhou. It turned out that millions of Yellow Turban troops from Qingzhou suddenly rushed into Yanzhou to eat. Zheng Sui, the Prime Minister of Ren, was killed. The Yellow Turban army rushed into Dongping again and ravaged the local people.
Liu Dai, the governor of Yanzhou, ignored the dissuasion of Bao Xin and others. Liu Dai jumped on his horse and raised his sword, and "alone" led troops to attack the Yellow Turban Army. Unexpectedly, he was killed by the Yellow Turban Army. He was defeated and died. Yanzhou instantly became a land without an owner.
Why did Liu Dai go out of the city alone when he knew he was losing? Is he a fool? There is still a hidden secret, I believe it is the latter, there are some shadows of Cao Cao's army here.
Chen Gong, who had newly surrendered to Cao Cao, persuaded Cao Cao to take the opportunity to annex Yanzhou Prefecture, so he and Bao Xin persuaded a group of officials in Yanzhou to welcome Cao Cao as the shepherd of Yanzhou. Cao Cao, who was stationed in Dongwuyang, successfully entered Yanzhou. Cao Cao, as the shepherd of Yanzhou, led the entire Yanzhou.
Cao Cao's Yanzhou strategy was seamless and natural. There was actually no difference between what Cao Cao did and Yuan Xi's later Beihai strategy. In fact, they all used the Yellow Turbans to achieve their ulterior secrets.
During this period, some more civil and military generals joined Cao Cao. For a time, Cao Cao's army grew rapidly in power and had great intentions of dominating Henan.
In this way, Cao Cao's military generals include Cao Ren, Cao Hong, Cao Chun, Cao Xiu, Cao Ang, Xiahou Dun, Xia Houyuan, and generals with foreign surnames such as Yu Jin, Le Jin, Li Dian, Lu Qian, Li Tong, etc. For a time, many heroes gathered together, and their personal abilities were greatly improved. From the looks of it, they are no worse than Yuan Shao's men in Hebei.
The civil servants include Xun Yu, Xi Zhong, Cheng Yu, Chen Gong and Mao Jie.
Nowadays, Cao Cao can be said to have many counselors and brave generals. Moreover, Cao Cao's army has been training for a long time and has strong troops. They are always gearing up and waiting for the opportunity.
In the meeting hall, all the civil and military officials under Cao Cao gathered together.
The first thing to do when entering Yanzhou was to defeat the Yellow Turban Army here, so Cao Cao held this strategic meeting.
After Cao Cao looked around Wen Wu, he found that one person was missing, and asked aloud, "Why doesn't Wen Ruo come?"
"Wen Ruo said he was going to greet a great talent for his lord, and he will arrive later." Cheng Yu replied.
"Who can Lao Wenruo go there in person?" Cao Cao couldn't help but asked curiously. He knew that Xun Yu had a talent for recognizing people, and those who could be praised by Xun Yu must be extraordinary.
After Cao Cao chatted with everyone, a messenger reported that Xun Yu had come to see him.
After a while, Cao Cao saw Xun Yu coming to the hall with a middle-aged scribe in his thirties.
Cao Cao couldn't help but be startled when he saw the scribe, and immediately recognized that he was Xun Yu's nephew, Xun You and Xun Gongda. They had known each other before at the General's Mansion in Luoyang.
Cao Cao quickly stood up, stepped forward and took Xun You's hand, and said in surprise, "Who was Wen Ruo waiting for? It turns out to be Mr. Gongda. Farewell to Luoyang, I really miss Cao Cao very much." a ha ha ha."
Cao Cao quickly asked someone to bring Xun You a futon, and then said with a smile: "Mr. Gongda has come all the way. I will hold a banquet for you tonight to honor Gongda and fulfill my friendship as a landlord."
"You are so polite, Mr. Cao. I didn't want to see Mr. Cao again today after being away from Luoyang for three years." Xun You waved his hand and said.
Xun Yu laughed at the side and said: "I sent a letter to Gongda a few days ago, asking him to assist the lord. Gongda is good at planning and can make plans for the lord's military advisor. I hope the lord will learn from it."
Cao Cao's eyes were hot and full of expectation, and he looked at Xun You kindly. He had long admired Xun You's talents, so he hoped that Xun You could help him and achieve great things together.
"You are willing to use all your knowledge to assist Cao Gong to quell the chaos and restore peace to the great Han Dynasty."
Cao Cao stroked his beard and laughed, saying happily, "If I can get Mr. Gongda's help, I don't have to worry about big things happening."
"It's a pity that Fengxiao can't come to join the lord." Xun Yu sighed.
