393 Letter from Lu Bu

Without ambition, there would be no worries.

Gao Zhi was originally a person who was at ease with what he encountered, and since Lu Bu told him that nothing had happened in the past few days, he was happy to be comfortable.

Every day in his spare time, he walks around with the little girl, and when he gets up in the morning, he enjoys the delicious hot soup made by the Yan family.

On such a small day, Gao Zhi felt very satisfied.

It's just that Gao Zhi also knows in his heart that at the cusp of today, wanting to enjoy a comfortable life forever, without waiting for the world to be peaceful and the troubled times are unified, is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Perhaps, soon, the comfortable days he was now comfortable with would not be a few days away.

After all, since the day before yesterday, Lu Bu has also frequently entered and exited the Wenhou Mansion and went to the court to "work".

Last night was even more of a night, quite a storm to come, the illusion of silence before the storm.

Therefore, every day now, Gao Zhi lives more "cherished".

Shaking his head, his eyebrows and eyes slightly closed, he stood, his hands drooping, and his limbs relaxed.

The breeze blows, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant.

Gao Zhi suddenly arched his feet, his limbs swayed rhythmically, his back was clamped, his waist and legs were stretched, his lower abdomen was swallowed, his lungs were thunderous, his nasal cavity spewed out a visible airflow, and then he swam out of his fist.

The whole person looks like a dragon stretching its body, about to be born.

The muscles resonated, and the whole body cracked and bounced like a bow, and an amazing explosive force was about to burst out.

Almost the next moment, Gao Zhi's lower abdomen swallowed, his lungs thundered, and two visible airflows erupted from his nasal cavity, which did not disperse for a long time, and the whole person jumped up directly by taking advantage of the situation.

"Smack!"

Falling to the ground with a muffled sound, without much power, the green bricks under his feet cracked and spread, and he took an arrow step and punched out, and the air in front of him burst with a bang.

The tongue bloomed with spring thunder, and he roared suddenly.

When the tiger roared and the dragon roared, his arms stretched again and again, and the whole person seemed to be bending a bow and shooting arrows, and the green tendons burst out, twisting, twisting, twisting, and shaking fiercely, and he carried out hundreds of times in an instant.

At this moment, his whole body slammed, hundreds of bones shook, every muscle vibrated together, and the power instantly gathered into his fist, and the moment a punch broke through the air, a layer of whirlwind actually blew around him.

Each move and style are powerful and heavy, magnificent, seemingly simple, not complicated, but if the galaxy hangs upside down, it can be controlled.

And his smooth practice lasted for nearly an hour.

"General Gao, Wen Hou has a letter to deliver."

A respectful voice came from the entrance of the courtyard, and Gao Zhi finally stopped moving.

Picking up a clean towel from the side and wiping the sweat stains on his body, Gao Zhi set his eyes on the entrance of the courtyard.

A postman is respectfully handing over an enclosed letter.

"Oh? Wen Hou came? Gao Zhi's eyes subconsciously condensed, and he had a faint premonition in his heart.

Perhaps, my own speculation is right, a peaceful and leisurely life... It's really going to be gone!

You must know that in the Han Dynasty at this time, there was no express delivery and mail delivery in later generations.

Here, sending letters on horseback is still the mainstream of transmitting information, collectively referred to as 'post post'.

It is also subdivided into 'post', 'pavilion', 'post', and 'biography'.

There is a post in five miles, a pavilion in ten miles, and a post in thirty miles.

The 'post' is the same level as the 'pass', but the difference is in the vehicles: the 'pass' uses a car, and the 'post' uses a horse.

Post posts are managed by the state, county, and county sān jí. One of the most valued officials in the county government is the famous 'Postal Governor'.

He is not only in charge of the postal service, but also in charge of the inspector general. Is he a powerful official.?

'Messengers' and 'postmen' are uniformly dressed. 'Horse Chuan' travels three or four hundred miles a day, and 'Car Chuan' can travel seventy.

It's fast, so you don't have to worry about overdue.

Because, the government has set up a special "daily limit to serve the book, and if it is not enough, it will not be punished, and it should be left in the crime." "The law.?

There are three delivery methods: 'postal line', 'horse line', and 'gallop line'.

The post office means that the postman walks. Horse walking, that is, riding a horse to pass the walk. To gallop is to drive a car.

Either way, the message is a succession.

The postman between five miles and one post, ten miles and one pavilion, and thirty miles and one post relay back and forth.

It is worth mentioning that the post post in this era only transmits official documents and official objects, and is not open to the people.

Folk correspondence is entrusted to relatives, friends, and caravans.

Therefore, at this time, Lu Bu, who had not returned overnight, sent someone to look for him, and specially presented the letter.

Chances are, something big is going to happen?

Gao Zhi thought about it, opened the envelope, and showed a look of "sure enough".

The content of the letter is simple: I am looking for you in something, come quickly.

Then there is where Lu Bu is now.

After thinking about it, Gao Zhi paid the money to the postman, and without delay, he picked a horse from the backyard and rode out.

....

And when Gao Zhi went out, Lu Bu, who was sitting in a precarious position, couldn't help but recall in his mind a woman he met that day.

That's a...

With a little threat, but bewitching and touching the soul of the stunning.

Even the woman who almost capsized in his gutter!

Diao...

That's her name!

For this woman, Lu Bu still remembers it vividly.

At that time, it was the woman who took the initiative to find him.

A pair of bright beautiful eyes, floating mist, with a little moisture, pink cheeks on both sides, cherry small mouths like orchid, plump "shuxiong" undulating.

That woman simply interprets what it means to be a peerless beauty, with a red face and troubled water.

She is thinly dressed, and she writhes her plump and somewhat domineering figure, which makes people can't take their eyes off.

With a straight nose, a flat mouth, and a pitiful appearance, it is like a fairy who has just fallen into the world, which is enough to arouse any man's desire to protect.

Seeing Lu Bu's gaze, Diao Chan lowered his head even more, but it highlighted his slender neck and the faint red glow on it.

With his eyes rolling, Diao Chan came to Lu Bu's side, ready to snuggle into Lu Bu's arms naturally, and said timidly, "The little woman has admired the general's divine power for a long time. ”

His eyebrows were swirling, and his fingertips were caressing Lu Bu's chest, and he was cool and talked softly.

At that time, Lu Bu immediately noticed that the other party seemed to be casting some kind of charm on him.

With a slight movement in his heart, he deliberately wanted to find out the meaning of this woman.

Because Lu Bu seems to have heard of it, this woman should be Wang Yun's person.

At this time, she suddenly came to the door and cast a charm on herself, could it be that Wang Yun was not worried about herself, or did she have other plans?

Thinking of a possibility, a hint of coldness flashed in the depths of his eyes, and Lu Bu decided to cooperate with the temptation first.

Anyway, he has that self-confidence, and the magic is not so easy for him to work now.