Chapter 60: Delivering the Message

Coming out of Lu Jun's camp, Qiu Ming only felt happy all over, Lu Xun didn't say that he was the first son-in-law in the Three Kingdoms, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the first son-in-law in the past. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info grab this title in your hands now, even if you can't have children in the future, even if you can't give birth to a baby daughter in the future, you can also recognize a goddaughter or something, and tie Lu Xun to his chariot in advance.

Thinking about it again, Lu Xun was originally married to Sun Ce and Da Qiao's daughter in the romance, and Da Qiao, the little girl, had already been regarded as a forbidden child by Qiu Ming, if he and Da Qiao had a daughter and then promised Lu ......Xun, Qiu Ming wanted to get into it, but he ran into the patrol in the camp.

Despite the fact that Tyumen repeatedly identified himself, the patrol kept him in a special small barracks on charges of violating the curfew regulations. Because the troops outside Wancheng came from various factions, there were many hills, and there were countless fights and brawls, this small barracks was once overcrowded, but after Zhu Jun's iron-fisted rectification during this time, it is now empty.

As soon as Tyumen entered the small barracks, he exclaimed in a fuss: "Why is there a child here?" Could it be that he also violated the barracks regulations? ”

On the wooden bed at the other end of the barracks, a little boy in ragged clothes reclined and looked handsome and white as jade. He glanced at Qiu Ming with disdain, turned his face and went back to sleep. The soldiers of the patrol explained that the boy was a homeless prodigal son in the neighborhood, and that General Zu saw pity for him, so he let him go into the barracks every day to spend the night, so that he would not be eaten by wild beasts to make dinner.

Tyuming lay on the hardwood plank, thinking that he was really looking for guilt for no reason, and he ran here to blow the wind without sleeping in a warm and comfortable military tent, and he didn't even have a thin quilt, and he was really going to suffer tonight. I also thought that the little boy over there was very good-looking, and most of them were also children of the family, but he was displaced in this troubled world, which was indeed very pitiful.

When he was sleeping, he suddenly heard the soldiers guarding the camp say: "General Zu is here, and he came to see that prodigal son again?" With a few vague answers, a burly military general walked into the camp, glanced at Qiu Ming and walked straight to the sleeping boy, touched his head, put down two big white buns beside his head, and turned to go out of the tent.

Qiu Ming ate a lot of wine and food at Lu Jun's place just now, and he was not interested in steamed buns, but in a daze, he felt that these two big white steamed buns had turned into murder weapons in the world. Tyumen realized in a trance that he hadn't appreciated real art for a long time, and perhaps this was the price he had to pay for crossing the crowd.

Suddenly, Tyumen suddenly woke up, and all the nerves tensed from the relaxed state. In the faint moonlight, he saw the little boy slowly sit up, looking warily at Tyumen.

Tyumen has been named the little prince of pretending to sleep since kindergarten, and this skill is not in vain. His eyes were closed tightly, and he snored evenly and rhythmically, and even if his mother and son came, he couldn't tell whether it was true or not. In the incessant snoring, Tyumen quietly opened a trace of his eyes.

The little boy looked at it for a while, as if relieved, and suddenly took out a note from the bun, looked at it for a while in the faint moonlight, and swallowed it whole.

Tyuming's surprise is not trivial, there is a secret message between the fine work and the yellow turban in the camp? That ancestral general was neatly dressed and armored, and it seemed that his rank was not low, but he had never seen such a person when Zhu Jun introduced him during the day. Who are they? What's in your heart? What news was revealed? Tyumen thought about it, and finally fell asleep.

By the time the guards woke up Tyumen, it was already getting dark, and the little boy was long gone. Qiu Ming returned to his camp tent and told Guo Jia about the incident of last night, Guo Jia thought for a while and said: "There is secret news from this little boy, but the yellow scarf has never acted abnormally, it can be seen that Sun Xia's plans are very big, and we don't need to be in a hurry." Let's take a look first, maybe you can use this line to calculate Sun Xia. ”

At the same time, at the head of Wancheng City, the little boy had already taken off his ragged shirt and changed into a brocade robe, which was really like a pink carving. He bowed down to Sun Xia and said, "The head of the family, my father said that no reinforcements will come in the past few days, it seems that the official army has been exhausted, and the head of the family can decide to fight." ”

Sun Xia gently shook the feather fan while fiddling with the calculations: "Except for Yang Zhai Cao Cao and Duting Yuan Shao, the nearby officials and troops have indeed gathered over, as long as Zhu Jun is defeated here, Huangfu Song is far away from the water and difficult to save the near fire, we will be able to capture Luoyang and climb to the throne." What else did your father say, Bo Fu? ”

The little boy Sun Ce still maintained the posture of bowing and saluting: "My father will set up a banquet in the army in a few days, and invite Zhu Jun and the generals to the banquet. ”

Sun Xia thought for a while and said: "It's not right, now that Zhang Bao is not dead, there is Zhao Hong and Han Zhong here, it may not be able to get my Sun family's turn, if the official army is defeated too quickly, it will really not be good for us." Wait for me to design in addition to Zhao Hong and Han Zhong, and then make sense. Sun Ce bowed down again.

Sun Xia said with a smile: "Bo Fu, I have no children under my knees, if I can achieve the emperor in the future, I should make you the crown prince." Sun Ce was overjoyed and thanked, his eyes flowing, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a few days, there was still no movement in the city and under the city, and the heart that Qiu Ming mentioned slowly let go. Wei Yan disappeared for two days, but brought back an old man, this person's surname is Huang Mingzhongzi Hansheng, who was originally a friend of Wei Yan's fellow townsman, and went to Changsha to seek medical treatment because his only son Huang Xu was seriously ill.

I don't want to be delayed on the road for a long time, although Changsha Taishou Zhang Ji is called a medical saint, he can't treat people who are bound to die. Huang Zhong buried his only son in a panic, and it happened that Zhang Ji was ordered by Jingzhou to come to Nanyang to suppress bandits, so he brought Huang Zhong back to his hometown together.

Qiu Ming saw that Huang Zhong was like a treasure, and immediately bent on flattery, but Huang Zhong sighed and wept all day long, not to mention the bow and sword, and even the wine glass could not be raised, if it weren't for Wei Yan to boast about his former martial arts, Qiu Ming would almost suspect that this was an impostor.

With Huang Zhong's origin, Qiu Ming and Zhang Ji gradually became acquainted, although Zhang Ji has not yet written the famous "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases", but it has been famous for his medical skills. When Qiu Ming asked if there was such a thing as the legendary sweat medicine, Zhang Ji quickly found a recipe written by Hua Tuo, Guo Jia was overjoyed, and immediately began to design a plot against Sun Xia.