Sun Ce put his arm around Yuan Quan and stroked her shoulders. At this moment, he didn't know what to say, so he could only be a listener.

He used to be a very good listener, who could hear the unfinished meaning of the ancients from the words of the history books, and could hear the bitterness and bitterness behind the seemingly idle pen, and he was also empathetic in life. Because of this, he can accurately grasp the psychology of those civil and military generals, and know what they want and don't want.

But he doesn't seem to have really listened to Yuan Quan's heart.

Maybe it's because Yuan Quan only left a vague back in history that is almost imperceptible, maybe it's because the current Yuan Quan always seems to be down-to-earth and generous, and everything is under control, maybe it's because Yuan Quan never shows a trace of weakness in front of him, and he always looks like a queen, and he doesn't feel that Yuan Quan will have any pain in his heart.

But if you think about it carefully, the most injured person among the women around him is Yuan Quan, and all the strength is just armor to protect the scars.

"Oh, look at me......" Yuan Quan suddenly came to his senses, stood up, broke away from Sun Ce's embrace, took out his fingers, wiped away the tears on his face, and said in a little panic: "Husband, I'll come when I go." ”

"Touching up?" Sun Ce pulled her back, and sat on his lap.

Yuan Quan lowered his head and pinched the corners of his handkerchief. "The husband is triumphant, it was a time when all the people were happy, but the concubine was so out of shape......"

"That's you." Sun Ce hugged her slender waist and felt even more distressed. "The pear blossom with the rain is lovely, and the forced smile is sad. Between husband and wife, in the boudoir, should they make up neatly and respect each other like guests? ”

"Not necessarily." Yuan Quan burst into tears and laughed. "Meng Guang raised his eyebrows, but it is a good story for the ages."

Sun Ce couldn't help but turn on the spit mode. "Pull it down, I've been reading all my life, in a rich place like Wu County, I can't even support my wife, and I have to grind wheat for others, so Liang Hong is also playing prestige at home."

"Look at it, and you don't hold back, Fei Bo Qianxian."

"It doesn't matter, they don't like me anyway." Sun Ce laughed. "Test you, why didn't Liang Hong and Meng Guang be buried together in the end?"

Yuan Quan glanced at Sun Ce. "Far-fetched, misleading."

"Why?" Yin Ji walked in with water, her eyes were red, as if she had just cried, although she forced a smile, she couldn't hide her nasal voice. When Yuan Quan saw it, he blamed himself and hurriedly stepped forward to take the water. "You see, it's all my fault, and it makes my sister sad."

"I'm fine." Yin Ji chuckled and said, "Compared with my sister, I am simply in the blessing and do not know the blessing, I am really ashamed." ”

Yuan Quan hurriedly whispered: "Since this is the case, then it should be even more cherished." Come, wipe away your tears, don't make your husband unhappy. As he spoke, he pinched up his handkerchief and helped Yin Ji away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

Sun Ce heard it clearly, and he knew why Yin Ji was sad, but he didn't say anything. For some things, pretending to be confused is also a solution. He believed that with Yuan Quan, there would be no fire in his backyard.

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Yizhou, Jiangzhou.

On the surface of the river, nearly 1,000 warships were ready to go, the banners were blown by the river wind, the bright sun shone brightly on the armor, and the faces of every soldier showed a bright oil. Several ships of the Chinese army are as tall as a city, like stars holding the moon around the flagship. The drums of war were low, one after another, unhurried and thunderous.

Cao Cao paced back and forth on the boat with his hands behind his back. He was not tall, but his steps were very large, and his steps were very heavy, sounding like a giant beast, exuding a majesty that people should not underestimate.

Cao Hong and Cao Chun stood aside, looking at each other from time to time, but no one wanted to speak.

They are waiting for news.

It took half a year to master Bajun, and Cao Cao gathered 20,000 troops and 1,000 warships, ready to attack Liu Yan. Last month, he went to the imperial court to impeach Liu Yan for being the Son of Heaven with bad intentions, and soon received an edict from the imperial court, appointing him as the general of the expedition to the west, leading the Yizhou assassination history, and crusading against Liu Yan. Cao Cao then sent the edict to all counties, but few responded, and only a handful were willing to raise troops to support Cao Cao.

But Xi Zhicai was very sure, he urged Cao Cao to set off on time, saying that he would be able to overcome everything.

Cao Hong and others will be skeptical. They didn't believe in Xi Zhicai, but Cao Cao believed that they could only do it. Moreover, they also knew that Cao Cao was able to control Ba County in such a short period of time, and also established a good relationship with those barbarians, and Xi Zhi was the first merit, and none of them could sigh to themselves.

The army was assembled and ready to go, but the order to set off was never issued, 20,000 soldiers waited in the sun for more than an hour, covered in sweat, and the barbarians who were sent from the levy gradually couldn't hold it back, even Cao Cao was a little restless, but Xi Zhicai still sat in the cabin, without a sound at all.

At this moment, a fast horse came galloping from a distance, and the man on horseback with a pennant in his hand quickly passed the cordon on the shore and came to the river. The knight turned over and dismounted, and galloped to a cruising boat on the shore with a small flag. The boat turned around, and the ten men rowed hard, and the arrows came towards the boat.

Cao Hong knew that there was an urgent military situation, so he hurriedly asked people to lower the rope ladder and pick up the knight on the boat. He originally thought it was Mianzhu who came, but when he looked at the knight's outfit, he knew that he had guessed wrong. This is a messenger from Chang'an, six hundred miles urgent, and I can't help but be surprised.

What happened to Chang'an?

Cao Cao didn't dare to slack off, stepped forward to check the knight's road pass, took the wooden box containing the urgent item from the knight's hand, turned around and entered the cabin.

Xi Zhicai sat in the cabin, his eyes drooping slightly, and when he heard Cao Cao's footsteps, he opened his eyes and glanced at Cao Cao dissatisfied. Just as he was about to speak, his eyes fell on the wooden box in Cao Cao's hand, his expression suddenly changed, he stood up, and reached out to catch the wooden box. Cao Cao shook his hand, placed the wooden box on the table, and pressed it with one hand.

"Zhicai, you say, is it good news or bad news?"

Xi Zhicai frowned, and returned to his immortal appearance. "Good news is good news, bad news is no news."

Cao Cao laughed, stepped on the edge of the couch, pulled out a short knife from his combat boots, cut the silk rope on the wooden box, opened it, and couldn't help but be stunned. Xi Zhicai glanced at it and was also stunned. Inside the wooden box was neither an edict nor anything else they thought it would be, but a very tightly sealed brass pipe. It is about one foot long, about eight minutes in diameter, and the sealing mud on it is complete.

The actor was stunned for a moment, picked up the brass pipe, turned it and looked at it, carefully studying the seal on the sealing clay. "It's strange, this is obviously a copper pipe that passed on secret documents under Sun Ce's rule, how can it be stamped with Mrs. Ding's private seal?"

"Mrs. Ding?" Cao Cao was taken aback and hurriedly grabbed it to take a closer look. When he confirmed that it was Mrs. Ding's private seal, he suddenly felt a cold hair stand on end. Madame Ding should be in Chenliu, she never wrote to him, and now her private seal is stamped on the brass pipe of this branch of Sun Ce's subordinates who have carefully passed on secret documents, which is obviously not a good sign. He hurriedly peeled off the sealing mud and took out the paper roll inside. The paper roll is eight minutes wide and about a foot long, and the paper is smooth and delicate, with the unique fragrance of bamboo, but there are only nine words.

Cao Mengde, your wife and daughter, I raised it.