Although Chengdu is not as good as the eight rivers surrounding Chang'an, it is also not as good as the sacred city of Luoyang, which is "arched by rivers and mountains, and its shape is the best in the world".
However, as the birthplace of the ancient Shu civilization, it is also surrounded by dozens of rivers and branches, including the Minjiang River, and is also blessed with unique resources.
"drive!"
At this time, a black wind blew over from afar, and the gatekeepers on the tower immediately cheered up and looked far into the distance.
When he found out that he was a "warrior" wearing a helmet and armor, with Chang Shuo hanging on the side of his horse, he immediately called to the brothers downstairs to pull the horse and place it at the gate of the city.
When the soldiers downstairs saw this, they also formed a formation behind Juma, readying their spears and holding crossbows.
"Stop! Who is coming? Dismount and unarm me!"
The black horse knight did not slow down. Although he was only riding for one ride, he had an invincible momentum.
Although the formation of these soldiers remained the same, their legs were trembling unconsciously.
The enemy attacked Chengdu?
Then we can't just send a horse over.
They are not elites, they are just "urban management".
Facing the charge of the armored cavalry, he has not thrown away his weapon and got out of the way until now, which is considered as fulfilling his duty.
But just as they were contemplating whether to raise the suspension bridge and temporarily close the city gate, they noticed another knight following closely, holding a flag high.
The letter is written with the character "Liu".
Several people took a closer look and found that it was indeed Liu.
They immediately relaxed and quickly moved away from the city gate, pulling Juma away at the same time.
There are not many people here who are flying the banner of Liu Zi, and the rare dark horse in Bashu is getting closer and closer.
They had recognized the knight on the horse as Mr. Liu who had been away from home for more than a month.
One of them laughed and said: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, once this young man comes back, Chengdu will be lively again..."
"Isn't it true? Before I even arrived, I sent so many old, weak, women and children to the city who were just eating."
"Hush, stop talking nonsense, you two want to die." Although the other person was scolding, there was a bit of joking on his face.
It was obvious that they did not have any respect for Mr. Liu.
It is said that those who are free to eat do not eat their own food.
But there are always some people who don't consider these things when they are gossiping.
"Hello!" As he approached the city gate, Liu Chan suddenly pulled the reins, and the black horse man stood up.
"咴咴儿——!"
While neighing, he deftly dismounted from his horse in the air.
Horses were not allowed to ride in the city unless it was an urgent military situation. He did not want to go to the military advisor to receive punishment as soon as he came back.
Several guards saluted quickly: "Sir!"
Of course Liu Chan knew that others often talked about him behind his back, but at the moment he only had eyes for the battle in Jingzhou.
If you fail, everything will be over, and you won't be able to care about these trivial things.
These people can't help with their plans, so they can do whatever they want.
Without squinting, Liu Chan led his horse into the city and went straight to General Zuo's Mansion.
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The highest administrative organization in the city is Liu Bei's General Zuo Mansion.
Strictly speaking, General Zuo's Mansion is a military institution and should ignore government affairs.
However, the Liu Bei Group still has an institutional structure that integrates military and political affairs. For example, Liu Bei is also a general of the left and takes charge of Yizhou Mu.
In other words, most separatist warlords during the Three Kingdoms period had such a system.
Due to the continuous conquests all year round, and the Han Dynasty's emphasis on individual generals and prime ministers, important civil and military positions were often held by one person.
A system integrating military and political affairs has higher administrative efficiency in this specific context.
But right now, there was a woman standing menacingly in the room where General Zuo's mansion was dealing with important military and political affairs.
This woman is dressed in a plain colored dress and wears a sway on her head. Although her appearance is not absolutely beautiful, she is very dignified and noble.
She is Liu Bei's current wife Wu.
She neither behaved nor cried, and always maintained excellent self-cultivation, but there was obvious blame in her words.
"Military advisor, it has been more than a month since Adou left Chengdu, and there is no news back yet. Why haven't you sent someone to look for him?"
Standing in front of Mrs. Wu was a middle-aged man.
This man is eight feet tall, handsome and elegant, with a feather fan and turban, and an extraordinary temperament.
It was none other than military strategist Zhuge Liang, Mr. Wolong, who knew three parts of the world before he was born.
When Liu Bei led his army to the expedition, Zhuge Liang, as the military advisor general and in charge of the Zuo General's administration, although not the highest-ranking official, was the de facto military and political leader of Yizhou.
He faced Madam Wu's questioning with a smile on his face. He waved his feather fan and said in relief, "Madam, don't be anxious. The time has passed and the young master will return in the near future. If he doesn't come back in three days, it won't be too late to send someone to look for him again."
This is a man with great charisma. When he treats others cordially, he makes them feel like a spring breeze and makes them less likely to get angry.
Mrs. Wu felt as if she had punched cotton, but it was hard to get angry.
But she regards Adou as her own child and is not willing to give up easily.
Now that she's here today, don't even think about asking her to go back easily without giving her an explanation.
"The military advisor has also watched Adou grow up since he was a child. This child was born into a miserable life. How can you bear to be so indifferent?"
Zhuge Liang's smile did not change and he persuaded: "Hey, Madam, what you said is wrong. It's not because Liang is indifferent. It's precisely because I watched the young master grow up that I believe that nothing will happen to him."
"But……"
"Madam, please relax. The young master has led the army for three years and has grown so fast that even Liang is often amazed. How can he do anything for a mere thief from Emei?"
Mrs. Wu knew that the military advisor was not exaggerating. She could hear the pride in his words.
But Adou is only thirteen years old this year. In her eyes, he is still a child who needs to be taken care of. He is fighting and killing with no eyesight, so how can she feel at ease?
"lady."
Just when she was about to say something more, the maid happened to call out from outside the door.
She looked happy. Could it be that there was news about Adou?
"What? Come in and tell me, is the young master back?"
The maid walked into the room with a long, delicate wooden box in her arms, saluted and handed it over.
"Madam, the Qiao family sent someone a piece of old Liaodong ginseng, which is said to be a hundred years old..."
After that, he opened the lid of the box and found an old ginseng that had begun to take on a human form.
Seeing that Liu Chan was not back, the smile on Mrs. Wu's face disappeared and she felt irritated.
At this time, his mentality finally exploded, and he waved his hands repeatedly: "Take it, take it, I don't like ginseng and horse ginseng, it's annoying to watch."
"Who has upset my mother? Tell the child, and the child will teach him a lesson."
While he was talking, a hoarse and ridiculous voice came from outside the door.
Mrs. Wu was stunned for a moment, pushed the maid aside and walked quickly to the door.
I saw a young man walking in wearing a full set of iron armor, but he had not yet had time to take off his armor.
On the young man's jade-white face, some dust mixed with sweat left a few black marks, making him look a little dusty.
He was none other than Liu Chan, who came all the way, whipping his horse and whip.
Liu Chan had not seen her for more than a month, and Liu Chan was very excited to see Mrs. Wu who doted on him even more than her own mother.
Liu Chan was born in two lifetimes, and both his mothers unfortunately died young.
When her stepmother Mrs. Wu married Lao Liu, she didn't have high expectations for maternal love.
Stepmother, how much sincerity can you have in the past and present?
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Wu, who was nearly forty and childless at the time, fell in love with the eight-year-old Liu Chan, who was fair-skinned and cute with pink makeup.
The [likable] trait brought by his own mother, Mrs. Gan, should be at play here. In addition, he discovered that Mrs. Wu could also trigger favorability rewards, and she behaved even more filial and well-behaved in front of her stepmother.
Mrs. Wu's favorability towards Liu Chan increased day by day, and soon reached the maximum of one hundred.
This old Liu has been fighting in Hanzhong for more than two years, so she only talks about it during the Chinese New Year.
As soon as my son went out, he talked about it every day. He didn't send anyone to report that he was safe for a few days, and he immediately couldn't sit still.
Liu Chan quickly bowed his hands and said, "My son Liu Chan, I have met my mother."
Mrs. Wu couldn't help but feel a sore nose and shed tears when she saw her son wearing a helmet and a dusty appearance.
He took a few steps forward and held up Liu Chan's face. He took out a handkerchief and wiped the stains on his face without disliking the smell of sweat on his body.
"Adou, you have lost weight again..."
Liu Chan: "..."
He felt his body growing stronger and looked at the value of "Strong and Physical (40/200)", silently.
Probably this is the fixed line for mothers all over the world when they see their sons returning home. It’s so classic.
I guess even if I become as fat as in the TV series "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", I will still be too thin in my mother's eyes...
