Lu Bu showed full sincerity, which Lin Mo could really feel.
He didn't say anything, but the dusty look on his face couldn't hide it from Lin Mo's eyes. He must have rushed back from Jiujiang.
Looking at the greeting card in my hand, I feel a burning feeling.
Lin Mo's mind was in a mess. He had not yet fully realized the bloody plot that his father-in-law, whom he had accepted for several months, suddenly became the invincible Marquis Wen, Lu Bu, and he had to decide whether to stay or go.
This was obviously difficult for Lin Mo.
Going to Xuchang means that from now on, there is a high probability that you will live a life of peace of mind. With your prophetic skills and inventions that transcend the times, it is not difficult at all to become a popular presence in Cao Ying.
If you stay, you will face a lot of mess. Even though Lu Bu's territory has been expanded to a certain extent, it is not wise to look at those mixed soldiers, powerful families, and a frighteningly powerful opponent.
This is like asking you to give up a broad road leading to a bright future and choose a mountainous road that is difficult to navigate and may end in annihilation.
However, the words he just said and the greeting card in his hand all tell that this evil tiger in troubled times really regards him as his family member.
Going to Cao Ying, with his own status, no matter how much love Cao Cao has, there is no limit.
If he doesn't do it right, he will become the person who keeps Cao Cao awake at night.
Lin Mo rubbed his eyebrows, melancholy.
Choice is difficult because choosing one path means giving up another.
When in dilemma, Xu Sheng came over and said, "He is really gone."
Lin Mo nodded and said nothing.
Xu Sheng added, "There are several official roads, post roads, and seven mountain roads to Xuchang. It is impossible to pursue them once we set off."
"I know he's not testing me." Lin Mo understood what Xu Sheng was implying.
If he wanted to use these methods, he wouldn't even be able to reach Xiaoguan.
However, Lin Mo has not yet been able to make a choice firmly enough not to regret it.
Time flowed slowly, and Xu Sheng did not rush, but stood quietly behind Lin Mo.
He may also understand that his young master is making a very important decision.
"Wen Xiang."
As the sun went down, Lin Mo finally spoke, "Are you willing to give up going to Wu County for me?"
I thought it was a very difficult choice, but Xu Sheng replied without thinking, "If the young master decides to surrender to Cao Cao, I will escort the young master to Xuchang and then to Wu County.
If the young master stays in Xuzhou, then I will stay with him. "
Lin Mo turned to look at Xu Sheng in surprise.
What does this mean?
"Both my parents died under the sword of Cao Jun during the massacre of the city in Xuzhou, but I will not assassinate him in Xuchang. I don't want to implicate the young master." A rare sadness appeared on Xu Sheng's silent face.
Lin Mo only knew that he went to Pengcheng to work as a nurse because of the massacre in the three counties, and did not know about these things.
No wonder I asked him several times if he wanted to stay, but he was always vague.
It turned out that he didn't want to go to Cao Ying.
"Sir, I'm a stupid person, but I know that there are some things in this world that shouldn't be weighed."
Xu Sheng always talks little and is a question-and-answer type. Today, he rarely takes the initiative to speak, "There are too few things that can't be met. When you encounter them, you should take advantage of them. Just like the young master treats me well, I understand in my heart. So I never weighed whether it was better to go to Wu County or stay with the young master."
These words made Lin Mo's turbid brain feel like hearing morning bells and evening drums, and it suddenly became much clearer.
He chewed on the profound meaning and re-examined his value positioning and life choices in this world.
Some things shouldn't be weighed.
For example, the friendship in my heart...
Lu Bu has affection for me.
"Besides, the young master has talked about the help your father-in-law has given you many times. I also thought about a question just now."
Xu Sheng asked with some doubts: "Young Master has certainly assisted Wen Hou. Judging from this time, Wen Hou has also cultivated you, Young Master."
Those so-called artifacts and so-called strategies to calm chaos, if it weren't for meeting Lu Bu, there would be a certain probability that they would be appreciated by others.
But in this era, under the suppression of being a lowly peasant, the greater probability is that the common man will be innocent and guilty of carrying the treasure.
Even Xu Sheng understands this truth.
When we were in Xuzhou, if it weren't for his favor, how could the Lu family and the Chen family think highly of me?
Even now, as the arrogant Jiuyuan Tiger, he has put aside all military duties on the front line and came here, but it is not to stop himself, but to give himself a chance to choose.
If the friendship and kindness he gave me can be ignored, then what else can I pursue?
If one day we really meet on the battlefield and he asks me why I am still unwilling to stay and help despite working so hard, do you want me to say that it is not worth it?
Lin Mo asked himself whether he could say such a thing, because in such a field, the questioning in Lu Bu's eyes would be sharper than Fang Tian's painted halberd.
Not to mention Lu Bu, if he really arrived in Cao's camp, I'm afraid Cao Cao would look down on him like this.
Literary men have character, and military men also have friendship.
There are some things in this world that really shouldn't be weighed.
Lin Mo slowly closed his eyes and felt quietly, feeling the dilemma that was originally tangled in his heart, causing thousands of waves, and finally being drawn out by an invisible knife.
This invisible knife is called friendship.
Everyone should have it. Only with it did Guan Yu become famous throughout the ages. Yu Jin lost the sword and ended up dying of shame.
At this moment, Lin Mo felt a sudden enlightenment, "I think, I should hold this knife tightly. With it, I won't regret it for the rest of my life; with it, I won't be afraid." Guo Jiaxunyu; with it, I can overcome thorns and thorns on this rugged and difficult path."
"What are you talking about, sir?" Xu Sheng was confused by the unreasonable emotion.
After exhaling a breath, he stretched, then raised his head and said, "Let's go! Follow me back to Xuzhou!"
"Young master, have you decided to stay?" Xu Sheng's eyes lit up. Obviously, he didn't want Lin Mo to go to Xuchang.
"Let Cao Cao have thousands of troops, let Xuchang have a great future, there will always be soldiers and horses in this world who have nothing to do, and things that wealth and wealth cannot buy." At this moment, Lin Mo was extremely firm in his choice.
Even if he loses to Guo Jia, Xun You, Jia Xu and others in the future, the worst he can do is die again.
A scholar dies for a confidant.
When you truly understand this sentence, you will understand that what is precious is not the fearlessness to die, but the desire for a confidant.
Lin Mo was not sure whether Lu Bu was his confidant, but he would be his family member. Lin Mo believed this.
The two walked through the woods, mounted their horses, turned their horses around, and galloped with their whips raised.
After letting go of the shackles in my heart, it seems that even the wind is full of the flavor of freedom.
When they arrived at Xiaoguan City, Lu Bu stood under the city gate, his red cloak looking very dazzling in the sunset.
The moment he saw Lin Mo, the light in his eyes and the joy on his face were intertwined.
"Marquis Wen, I would like to follow you back to Xuzhou." Lin Mo jumped off his horse and bowed to Lu Bu who was walking towards him.
"I don't like this title." Lu Bu shook his head.
"But Ling'er..." The moment he knew Lu Bu's identity, he understood that the so-called nursing home Ling'er was Lu Lingqi.
If it weren't for a preconceived misunderstanding, it would actually not be difficult to guess.
"I know Ling'er. She has a strong temper. If she has no feelings for you, she won't be able to send a fast horse to inform me."
The hint in Lu Bu's words was obvious.
Lin Mo smiled at ease and bowed his hands again, "My son-in-law, Lin Mo, is willing to lend a helping hand to my father-in-law!"
"good!"
Lu Bu took a step forward, pressed Lin Mo's shoulders heavily with his hands, and laughed, "This is my good son-in-law."
"Master-in-law, please be gentle..." This hand almost took off Lin Mo's arm.
"Come with me, I'll show you something." He pulled Lin Mo towards Xiaoguan, but instead of entering the inner city, he went up the city gate along the city ladder. When he came to the horse trail, he held his hands on the city wall. Up, looking ahead.
