Before you know it, winter has crept in.

The brazier lit in Chen's house added a lot of warmth to the house.

At this time, Wen Zhao was lying on the bed shirtless, and Zhang Ling and Zhao Yu were carefully massaging him. Squinting his eyes slightly, Wen Zhao enjoyed the rare tranquility and warmth.

"Wow! Wow! Wow! ”

The baby's cry came, and then everyone heard a crisp voice: "Brother good, don't cry, sister hug!" ”

The person who spoke was Chen Ting, since Xiao Chen Ai was born, Chen Ting always liked to be by Xiao Chen Ai's side, teasing him every day.

I have to say that although the little girl is not very old, she also has the spirit of an adult, and she can often coax Xiao Chen Ai to giggle.

But today, for some reason, Xiao Chen Ai has been crying endlessly, no matter how Chen Ting coaxes, it is to no avail.

Since Chen Ai was born, Lu Qiling has a satisfied smile on her face every day, she knows that Chen Ting is very sensible, so she is also very relieved to hand over little Chen Ai to Chen Ting.

But seeing her son crying all the time, she finally couldn't sit still.

Lu Qiling came to the two of them and said to Chen Ting: "Tingting, your brother may be hungry, let me feed him some milk first." ”

When Chen Ting heard this, she stood aside obediently.

The child's crying gradually dissipated, and Wen Zhao in the house actually had a feeling of loss, and secretly thought in his heart: "It's good to cry more, not only is it more lively, but it can also exercise the child's lung capacity." ”

Fortunately, he didn't say this, otherwise he would definitely suffer the white eyes of several women.

Enjoying the gentle massage of the two women, especially Zhang Ling's hands on her body, made Wen Zhao feel like a fairy.

After all, Zhang Ling had studied medicine in "Taiping Yaoshu", and later asked Hua Tuo for some medical questions. Now Zhang Ling can be regarded as a famous doctor.

Most of those who are proficient in traditional Chinese medicine are very good at massage, and Zhang Ling is naturally no exception.

Wen Zhao has been fighting abroad all the year round, and he also has a lot of dark diseases on his body, every time he returns home, Zhang Ling will push him to the palace to invigorate the blood, and use medicinal diet to regulate his body.

Not only that, Wen Zhao also learned the authentic five-bird opera from Hua Tuo, and practiced diligently every day.

Because Wen Zhao knows that the body is the capital of the revolution, and only by conditioning his body well and living longer than everyone else can he become the final winner.

Although Song Jian died, fortunately, Ma Chao tried his best to maintain it, so that the Qiang people did not fall apart. As long as the Qiang people gather together, it will be much easier to raise an army to fight in the future. ”

If the Qiang people are scattered, and Wen Zhao wants to exterminate them all, he will inevitably consume a lot of manpower and material resources, and go to conquer them one by one.

Longxi is a desert, compared to the insignificant strength of the Qiang people, this harsh environment is the biggest enemy of the army.

The slightest mistake can cause the army to get lost in the desert.

Therefore, if it was not a last resort, Wen Zhao was absolutely unwilling, and the army entered Longxi again and again to crusade against the scattered Qiang people.

"Ma Teng is now an official in the court, if the Son of Heaven sends an edict and sends someone to recruit Ma Chao, I don't know if it is feasible?"

Although he was enjoying the massage of the two women, Wen Zhao's thoughts still couldn't help but drift, since he served as the commander of the Yellow Turban Qu until now, he has been working hard almost every day, and he dare not slack off.

"It's not realistic, not to mention that Ma Chao is very ambitious, just talk about the bloody hatred between the Han and Qiang, and they will not agree to surrender."

"Moreover, I didn't really want to accept the Qiang people, because I didn't have much time to assimilate them."

"If you want to have a stable rear in Guanzhong, you must either completely exterminate the Qiang people, or drive them out of the Han border completely. There is no better way to do this. ”

"Huh?"

Wen Zhao, who was thinking about things, suddenly felt a pain in his back and couldn't help but hum.

In fact, this kind of pain is nothing at all, if Wen Zhao's head is clear, he will endure it as soon as he bites his teeth. But now he's thinking about things, and muffling is just a reflex.

"But it hurt you?"

Zhang Ling heard Wen Zhao's muffled snort and asked with concern.

Wen Zhao turned his head and said, "It's okay. ”

When Zhang Ling heard this, her face looked a little better, and she said: "Your meridians are stagnant, so when you massage you, you will feel pain." ”

"If it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt. You bear with it first, I will massage you well, open up this meridian, and it will naturally not hurt. ”

Wen Zhao laughed twice and said, "It's just a small pain, what's the point?" Madame can do whatever she wants. ”

Zhang Ling nodded, asked Zhao Yu to bring some oil, smeared it on Wen Zhao's back, and began to massage him.

Zhang Ling's small hand gently brushed Wen Zhao's back, and Wen Zhao could clearly feel that there were several nodes on his back. Whenever Zhang Ling's little hand brushed over those nodes, there would be bursts of indescribable pain.

After half an hour of this massage, Wen Zhao didn't say a word from beginning to end, but the sheets under him were actually wet with sweat.

"Well, that's comfortable."

It was only at this time that Wen Zhao felt that the depressed meridians had been opened, and when Zhang Ling's little hand brushed it again, all he felt was comfort.

Zhang Ling also had a layer of fine beads of sweat on her face, and said softly: "You have been fighting abroad all year round, so you must pay special attention to taking care of your body." ”

"These clogged meridians don't feel anything for a short time. Over time, it will affect the flow of blood and qi, and it is easy to age. ”

Wen Zhao stretched on the bed, and said nonchalantly, "Got it." ”

Zhao Yu had already brought the hot water, and after seeing that Zhang Ling had finished massaging, he wiped off the oil behind Wen Zhao with a hot towel.

After wiping Wen Zhao's back, Zhao Yu said crisply: "The weather is getting cold, you better put on your clothes, it's not good to catch a cold." ”

Turning over and sitting up, Wen Zhao casually took the clothes handed over by Zhao Yu, yawned a lot, and put the clothes on himself.

"Tuk Tuk!"

There was a quick knock on the door, and Lu Qiling hurriedly took the child to open the door, but saw Hu standing outside.

"Ma'am, is the general in the house? Mr. Li said that he had invited the people that the general wanted, and hoped that the general would come and have a look. ”

Wen Zhao is a person who practices martial arts, so he is naturally deaf and clear-sighted.

When he heard Hu's voice, he immediately stood up suddenly, got out of bed, put on his shoes carelessly, and walked outside. But he didn't notice that his shoes were worn backwards.

"The shoes are worn backwards."

Zhao Yu hurriedly reminded him, but Wen Zhao rushed out directly, wanting to see the embodiment of wisdom and loyalty in Chinese history as soon as possible.

Hurriedly pushing open the door, Wen Zhao said, "Where did Wen You place people?" ”