After being led by the suddenly insane Lu Bu, in the streets that were still bustling with people and food aromas at night, braving the bone-chilling snow of the winter months and going for an inexplicable drive, Yan Qing profoundly realized that cards might be magical and useful, but they were definitely not omnipotent.
In the case of not being able to throw a "kill" at Lu Bu, and not being able to force him to turn back by taking off his soft armor and making him lose face by revealing his undergarment in public, there was nothing that could be done about the situation.
"Where is the Lord going?"
Yan Qing raised his voice and asked several times, but he didn't know whether Lu Bu simply didn't hear it or he was deliberately playing dumb, in any case, he hadn't been able to hear the answer.
The cold wind poured into his neck one after another, also scraping his cheeks uncomfortably, and Yan Qing freed a hand to straighten up the messy scarf, but was unable to do so for half a day.
It was not that his hands were too clumsy, but when he was just forcefully grabbed onto the horse by Lu Bu, the scarf was torn apart, and the other end of the long one floated somewhere, as if it was hooked onto the saddle, and Yan Qing was not able to make any effort, even though he tried to tug it twice, he failed to loosen it, and it seemed like it was getting tighter and tighter.
With impatience, Yan Qing simply abandoned it, directly lifting Lu Bu's cloak in front of him, hiding himself in it, and grabbing the two edges of the fabric, wrapping his head and face.
He was like a male dog that had gone mad with joy because he had been rewarded with a bone of meat that he had been longing for, and his soul was fluttering and rejoicing.
He silently rode his horse through the downtown area, rushed out of the city gates, and broke into the barracks, and to such an extent that he couldn't help but use the instantaneous sprinting effect of the "Red Rabbit" card that Yan Qing had placed on Red Rabbit before. Due to the fact that both his person and horse were extremely marked, this journey was really unimpeded, and no one was so ungrateful as to come out and stop him.
Lu Bu circled all the way around inside, and after completely winding Yan Qing up, he suddenly rolled over and dismounted, carrying him off as well, heading straight for an empty room.
It was not until this time that Yan Qing could see who the culprit was who had hooked his fox fur scarf earlier - the pair of big, wet, oily eyes opened by the fiery red red rabbit, curiously tilting his big head in pure innocence as he looked at the two people who were hugging into a ball, while chewing the other end of the scarf with great relish.
Yan Qing: "......"
Not to mention being bitten and disfigured, the wet, shiny drool alone was enough to tell Yan Qing to back off.
He subconsciously unraveled it, letting Red Rabbit have the rest of the cut smoothly up to this point, sort of giving it up completely.
Lu Bu didn't notice what Red Rabbit had done, kicking open the door, and in the pitch blackness where he couldn't reach out, he familiarly sought out the bed and couch, placing Yan Qing on it before turning back and locking the door behind him.
Yan Qing sat up blankly, waiting for his eyes to adjust to the darkness, and through the little remnant of the moon's glow that leaked in through the window, he vaguely discerned the furnishings of the house.
Even if it was his first time back, Yan Qing had no difficulty recognizing that this was Lu Bu's residence in the barracks, and if he was too lazy to rush back too late, he would simply stay here.
"You're a sly one."
Yan Qing surveyed the surroundings with considerable interest and said this in a low voice.
Lu Bu raised an eyebrow, although he didn't get to hear it, but it didn't stop him at all from using the whole night to physically call Yan Qing, the delicate rabbit, a knotty three cries.
Yan Qing Fang was still quietly laughing at each other in his heart, and immediately cut his teeth as a time when he was being eaten dry and wiped clean as a meat bone, and was pressed down by the maniacal Lu Bu, and froze for most of the night.
By morning, Lu Bu was glowing and went out as usual, while Yan Qing ate a peach tremblingly before getting up to feel alive again.
After Yan Qing had swiped enough of the four Gokujin cards, Lu Bu had also finished clearing his troops and counting his generals.
Considering the long journey and excessive wear and tear, Lu Bu finally decided to bring only 3,000 elites and deploy the rest from Yanzhou, which is closer to Qingzhou.
And Yan Qing tucked in those four sheets of five grains, but also decided to wait until the battlefield, and then used in the field where the soldiers are concentrated, not only to maximize the benefit, but also to protect the safety of the grain and grass, transport is incomparably more convenient.
On the list of strategists accompanying the army, Lu Bu originally only put Yan Qing's name, but under the strong request of the military counselor priest who can't help but feel scared when facing Cao Cao, Lu Bu only reluctantly added Guo Jia.
The rest will continue to guard this place on his behalf, both to guard against the foolish vassals and the emperor's recklessness.
Just one day before the departure, Yan Qing was preparing to rest early, and after changing his bedclothes, he was considering whether or not to wait for Lu Bu to join him, when he heard the housekeeper personally come to inform him.
Yan Qing Qi said, "What is it?"
The butler didn't even dare to raise his head, saying that just now a young man from Wu County had brought a personal letter from Cai Zhonglang, with only an elderly servant, and had come alone to try to seek an audience.
"Cai Zhonglang? At this hour?"
Yan Qing first froze for a moment, and quickly reacted to who this visitor actually was. Without waiting for the butler to finish, she interrupted him and asked, "He is waiting outside the door?"
The butler's words were a little more cautious, and he cautiously returned, "Yes, since His Excellency will be resting, I wonder if I should go and notify him that he will come back tomorrow in the morning?"
This is still because the other party holds, is the Yan Qing that is known to forget, the famous Cai Yong's letters, the housekeeper only dare to specially come to inform the Yan Qing will soon be sleeping a sound, otherwise would have been their own decision, sent the boy who do not know the sky and the sky to go back.
"Invite him in."
Yan Qing swiftly said, and after the butler led the order to retreat, he abruptly got up and paced the chamber for a few steps, and then couldn't help but think that this was too slow.
After hesitating for a moment, Yan Qing thought, anyway, he was already completely sleepy at this moment, so he just hurriedly put on a piece of outer clothing, letting his long hair, which had been uncrowned, drape behind him, and then went to the door with the wind at his feet.
This way traveling, although his face is not the slightest impervious, but the heart is very excited, actually half do not feel the cold.
It was not until they were about to march to the front hall that Yan Qing calmed down a little, deliberately slowing down her steps so as not to appear too eager and lose her reserve.
When he stepped over the threshold of the antechamber, he cast only one glance and easily captured the person he wanted to see.
He was about thirteen or fourteen years old, just about to start pulling up his stripes and drawing up his height, and was dressed in a Confucian robe that was not elaborate, but perfect in terms of cleanliness and neatness, and his head was especially long and thin.
He stood straight, his back coincidentally turned to Yan Qing, and was talking to the housekeeper, his slender spine straight as a ruler.
Even if he was still young, the gentleness and fluttering politeness etched in his bones was half the size of an elder.
Yan Qing looked at this person without taking his eyes off, and in a short while, the corners of his lips slowly evoked a gentle smile, and his voice unconsciously softened a lot as he tried to call out softly, "But is it Lu Liang?"
The man abruptly lurched, like a bow that had been slowly drawn to its limit, stiffening for a long time before turning his head back stiffly.
Humbly and courteously made a deep bow, and then slowly raised his head, and Yan Qing's line of sight, the statement is clear, the voice is catchy: "It is under. Some days ago, the discussion was fortunate to be recommended by the teacher Mr. Cai, because I have long admired the Yan Da Honglu elegant name, the heart can not wait, just to the city, that is to come to the door to seek to see, this is not better than the presumptuous, actually disturbed the adults rest, really feel ashamed, I hope you forgive me."
Yan Qing ears sharp, a moment to hear Lu Xun voice hidden in the slight trembling, the heart can not help but a soft, when he is too nervous and afraid.
Just as Yan Qing wanted to comfort him with a few words of relief, he couldn't help but be struck dumb when he actually made eye contact with this splendid history book's Great Governor of Wu, Lu Xun.
It is not because of seeing historical celebrities is not calm, in the degree of involvement in history about high, Yan Qing Yue and these in the name of the great people in the dealings of the past, the more natural, more objective appreciation, but not what the subjective waves.
But in the bottom of Lu Xun's seemingly calm eyes, the vaguely visible feelings of admiration boiled endlessly, so pure and passionate that it actually made Yan Qing, a veteran with a strangely thick skin and a long history of experience in the winds and waves, have a feeling of being scorched.
...... Lu Xun didn t worship him, did he?
After such a subtle thought flashed out, Yan Qing couldn't help but spit on his narcissism, but still didn't show any hint of it on his face, instead holding a smile at the corner of his lips as he gently stared at him for a moment.
Immediately after, Yan Qing watched as Lu Xun's jade-like white cheeks and neck were quietly plated with a striking layer of scarlet.
Yan Qing: "......"
Not the slightest idea that his moist white complexion has called to expose the true feelings, Lu Xun also pursed his lips in a serious manner, collected his gaze, and respectfully lowered his head.
After all, it was the first time they met, Yan Qing treated Lu Xun with the same care as he would treat a precious antique, where would he reveal it and tease him with this?
Then he pretended not to see it like a sideways glance, nodding slightly to the housekeeper, who knew what he meant, and after the maidservant sent two bowls of hot tea, even that old servant was brought down, leaving only Yan Qing and Lu Xun alone.
"What's here? Sit down."
Whether it was age, status, or fame, Yan Qing was completely crushing this underage version of Lu Xun, so when he greeted him as he took his seat, his tone was both casual and with some of the graciousness and majesty of an elder's inquiry.
Lu Xun also accepted this peacefully, nodded his head and thanked him, before sitting down slowly and methodically, picking up the tea, not to drink, but to concentrate on waiting for Yan Qing to ask questions.
In reality, only Lu Xun himself knew that as long as Yan Qing was still sitting just an arm's length away from him, smiling and talking to him, there was no way that he would still be willing to divert even a fraction of a second of his mind to something else.
If it were not for the personal words of his mentor, Cai Zhonglang, he would never have dreamed that he would have the opportunity to be so close to Yan Qing, the most longed-for and admired celebrity in his heart, in addition to serving in the civil service later in his life.
So much so that he, who had always been humble and submissive to the opinions of his elders, had secretly put in unimaginable efforts before he managed to persuade many opposing clan chiefs to agree that he should break away from the Lu family and travel all the way here just to be able to seize this precious opportunity to become Yan Qing's righteous son.
Yan Qing, unaware of Lu Xun's thousand-turned little thoughts, thoughtfully turned the tea bowl and asked, "Just how could Cai Zhonglang agree to you traveling in a hurry with only one servant? We must know that this is a chaotic time, even if it is under the Lord's rule and the thieves and bandits have been neutralized, this journey is far away and may not be without danger."
Lu Xun blushed and bowed his head slightly, humbly accepting the instruction, "Thank you for your honor's teaching, it was the proposal that was too rash."
"I do not blame you." Yan Qing guffawed and opened the door, "It's just that although you're young, you also understand things, and are gifted, and now that you've come here, I'm sure that Cai Zhonglang has already disclosed some things to you."
It was also unknown whether it was Yan Qing's illusion or not, as if he saw the slightly shy Lu Xun's back, which was already so straight that it could be compared to a ruler's tool, suddenly straighten even more the instant he heard this.
With Yan Qing's praise, Lu Xun's heart welled up with a burst of uncontrollable joy, and only managed to tense up, nodding his head without hesitation and answering in a warm voice: "Yes."
This is the four surnames of Wu County bred Zhilan jade tree, highlighting the big families of the world that is enough to look down on the cold family's background, really different.
Yan Qing secretly praised in his heart.
Despite the fact that he had perished in an accident in his previous life before he had reached the age of majority, Yan Qing had always been content to call himself 'someone who had lived two lifetimes'.
Unfortunately, in the past two lifetimes, he had never even been married, let alone ever had a continuation of his own bloodline.
For the first time to act as a father s role, this righteous son is still Lu Xun ...... Rao Yan Qing thinks that he is a strip of air dried old bacon, on the respectful and polite, seems to be quite a few points of reverence for him Lu Xun, but also can not help but be apprehensive.
Despite the many thoughts in his mind, Yan Qing still smiled and asked him, "I was only concerned about talking to your elders at home earlier, but I forgot to ask for your thoughts. I don't know what you think, but are you willing?"
Lu Xun's eyes lit up, and he replied with a resounding voice, "This is a blessing for the three lifetimes of the discussion."
Yan Qing: "......"
That's a little heavy-handed, isn't it?
Yan Qing did not have time to think about it in detail, and continued with a smile, "Then why be so formal, and call it 'Yan Dahonglu'?"
Yan Qing thought he could get a 'father' to listen to, but did not want to Lu Xun slightly frowned, answered impeccably: "Your honor is generous and benevolent, compassion for the people and foster orphans, how can you talk through your eyes, then presumptuous, frivolous and negligent?"
Yan Qing: "......"
Why does it feel less like he's found a son he can spoil to his heart's content and more like he's taken on a father who's much more disciplined than he is?
Author's Note: Lu Xun's faith is humble w
So Yan Qing, who is smart and powerful but low-key and introverted and never takes credit, is naturally his idol ......