"General, my maiden name is Yueying, and Achu is my nickname, so please ask the general to call me my maiden name."

"Okay, okay, Miss Yueying." Sun Ce agreed. "Actually, Achu is better to listen to, and when you hear it, you will be angry." The mountain of contempt is inhabited by gods and men; Skin is like ice and snow, and it is like a virgin', it should be like you, right? ”

Huang Yueying's face suddenly turned red, and the deer in her heart was bumping, so she quickly lowered her head and said vaguely: "That...... Then it's up to you. As soon as the words came out, I felt that it was inappropriate, so I hurriedly said a few words modestly. I...... How dare I compare it to a man of God, uh, so beautiful. ”

"Miss Achu, you are already very beautiful."

"Uh...... That was not what I meant. "Huang Yueying's face is three points brighter than the most vivid red glow." I mean, the general's calligraphy is beautiful. ”

Sun Ce, who was teasing Huang Yueying, laughed when he heard it. He can't do ancient writing, but calligraphy is still reasonable, the authentic Wang Xizhi style, learning is "Le Yi Theory" and "Huang Ting Jing", these two posts he wrote for at least ten years, how many times, he himself can't remember. This kind of book style was quaint and simple in later generations, but now it can be regarded as beautiful, and Huang Yueying uses beauty to describe it, which is also appropriate.

"Write it casually, Miss Achu don't laugh."

Huang Yueying pursed her lips. She is not stupid, how can she not hear Sun Ce's seemingly modest words, but in fact proud. But this calligraphy is really beautiful, and people can't put it down, just like Sun Ce's appearance, so handsome that people can't take their eyes off. Thinking of this, Huang Yueying secretly glanced at Sun Ce, and happened to collide with Sun Ce's smiling eyes, her heart suddenly beat faster, and she hurriedly withdrew her eyes and went to read Sun Ce's manuscript.

After only reading one line, Huang Yueying regained her self-confidence, Sun Ce's article is too awkward. She reached out and took pen and ink and bamboo slips from Sun Ce's case, and wrote it again. As soon as a few words were written, she entered the state, except for a little shyness on her face, and no longer half of the embarrassment.

Soon, Huang Yueying rewrote a military newspaper according to Sun Ce's meaning and handed it to Sun Ce.

"General, please take a look, if there is anything wrong, I will correct it."

Sun Ce took it and looked at it, nodding again and again. This change is really much smoother. "You don't need to change it, it can't be easy to say a word, it's really a good article."

"Then ask the general to re-write it."

"No need to copy it, just this one." Sun Ce shook his head. "Your calligraphy is also good, no worse than mine."

Huang Yueying was both happy and a little embarrassed. Sure enough, as Cai Ke said, Sun Ce joked very funny, but it was somewhat frivolous, although she loved to listen to these words, but ...... After all, I just met, and I don't know each other very well.

Sun Ce finished handling official business and sent someone to report it out. Huang Yueying picked up the bamboo slip again. "General, let's read."

"Is there an article by Zhang Pingzi?"

"Zhang Pingzi?" Huang Yueying blinked. "Is the general talking about Zhang Heng and Zhang Pingzi in Western Hubei?"

"Yes."

"I've read some texts, but I'm not impressed, but I don't have them with me. If the general likes it, bring it next time. ”

"Then you can read whatever you want." Sun Ce leaned on the desk, held his cheeks, and looked at Huang Yueying with a smile. In the past, I heard that some big people wanted to read and didn't want to bother their eyes, so they looked for a girl with a bright and smooth voice to study, but now I can also enjoy the treatment. Although Huang Yueying's appearance can only be regarded as above average, and there is still some distance from the legendary national color, she can't stand her age, eleven years old, just like a budding little sharp lotus, the child's voice has not faded, crisp and moving, close your eyes, just like listening to anime dubbing, reluctant to miss a moment.

With such a reading lady, are you still worried about not learning well?

I'm sorry, Xiaoliang, I'll find you another daughter-in-law in the future.

Huang Yueying was flustered by Sun Ce, and read a few words wrong one after another, but Sun Ce's knowledge was not good, and she didn't hear it, she put down the book, stroked her pounding heart, stuck out her tongue, blamed herself secretly, collected her mind, and read it aloud crisply.

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As the morning sun rises, the fog on the river gradually dissipates, and the outlines of Da Xian Mountain and Chuwang Mountain in the distance gradually appear, and Xiangyang City looms. Sun Ce looked westward, a little nervous in his heart, and more excited.

After preparing for so long and using so many minds, I can finally launch a real attack. Cai Mao went to Wancheng, Kuai Yue's family was captured, although he never appeared, but whether Liu Biao can fully trust him is afraid to put a question mark. Huang Chengyan is discussing with the various families in Xiangyang, even if they can't reach an agreement yet, at least they don't dare to support Liu Biao without scruples.

What else can Liu Biao rely on, the city wall of Xiangyang? As the saying goes, the siege is the bottom, and the heart is the top. If the heart defense has been breached, how strong the city wall is?

"Guoyi, is there a problem?"

Sun Fu puffed up his chest and said loudly, "No problem. As he spoke, he unconsciously glanced at the manor behind him. Cai Ke and Huang Yueying were standing on the corner tower, looking at them. Cai Ke was more excited than him about this battle, and he had been muttering in his ear for several days, so that he could not lose face no matter what, and he must take Xiangyang City. Only when she wins, can the Cai family have hope, and she can raise her head and be a man.

"Chong Guan is angry and red." Sun Ce laughed softly: "You took Liu Biao's woman, if you don't kill him, he will kill you too." If you are killed by an old man who is nearly 100 and a half years old, you have little hope in this life. ”

Sun Fu glanced at Sun Ce and bit his lip.

Sun Ce waved his hand and gestured to Huang Zhong on the warship. Huang Zhong took the order, raised the flag in his hand, and waved it lightly.

The war drums sounded, and the two warships sailed out of the Caijia dock side by side, turned a corner, and entered the water. Although the speed is not fast, the flag hunting, the war drums rumble, the crossbowmen, sword and shield hands are lined up along the side of the ship, with their heads held high, murderous, and their own compelling momentum.

Hearing the sound of war drums, the Jingzhou sailors on the opposite side also beat the war drums, and the five warships lined up in a line, ten zhang apart from each other. Although the drums of war were ringing, the flags were also blown by the wind, and the soldiers were also standing on the side, they always made people feel that they lacked a momentum, and their actions were a little hesitant, as if they were waiting for something.

The two warships commanded by Huang Zhong gradually accelerated and sailed into the deep water. The south wind tightened, and the ships began to accelerate, faster and faster. Huang Zhong stood on the flying house, holding a carved bow in his hand, taking a ringing arrow, looking at the Jingzhou sailors who were getting closer and closer, and quickly raised the bow, pulled the string, and released the arrow.

The arrow let out a piercing roar and flew towards the warship in the middle.

In an instant, twenty crossbowmen and eighty strong archers from the two ships began to fire.

Seeing the arrows rising into the sky, the Jingzhou sailors looked confused. Where did this fool come from, shoot so far, can you reach it? Before they could laugh, a rain of arrows fell from the sky, and most of them landed on the ship.

"Woohoo!" Arrows were shot at the shield, on the armor, on the deck.

"Ahh The inexperienced soldiers who were still laughing at the other party just now suddenly messed up, some hurriedly fought back, and some squatted down, holding their heads, and crying loudly.

Seeing this, Sima Lou Chuan on the flying house pulled out his war knife and shouted: "Supervise the team, the cowardly, there is no forgiveness for killing!" Before he could finish speaking, a sharp roar suddenly sounded, and a flying iron arrow broke through the wind and hit him in the shoulder. The strong force caused Lou Chuan's Sima to stand unsteadily, took a few steps back, turned over and fell.

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