The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 92
At night, the evening breeze is gentle, and the smoke from the kitchen is curling up.

Looking from a distance, it is a quiet and beautiful picture.

However, this is not the case. On a midsummer night, the heat from the afternoon is still lingering in the air. When the wind blows, not only does it not bring any coolness, but the hot breath hits the face, which makes people feel bored.

Xi Ce sat alone on the lawn, with his hands behind his back to support his whole body, and looked up at the night galaxy in the sky.

No one knows what this plain-looking but highly resourceful guy is thinking.

"Xi Ce, are you looking for me?" A slightly suspicious voice interrupted Xi Ce's reverie.

Xi Ce moved his buttocks around, and raised his head slightly.

In front of him was a young man in his early twenties, his arms were bare, the hair on his forehead was mixed with sweat, and his six-pack abs with sharp water chestnuts could be seen faintly in his half-open clothes.He was holding an earthen pottery bowl in his hand, facing the missing corner, the bottom was white soup noodles covered with five or six pieces of jackal meat.

The daily diet of the wolf riding battalion was much better than that of other battalions. The soldiers were never hungry, and almost every meal had meat.It's not that the old general favored the wolf cavalry battalion and opened a small stove for them, but with the current strength of the wolf cavalry battalion, there is no reason why they can't get food if they want to eat.

For a long time, all the men in the Wolf Riding Camp have been very talkative.

Xi Ce brushed the ground with his sleeve, motioning the young man in front of him to sit down.

The young man squatted down, but did not sit down. It was not because he was ungrateful, but because he felt that squatting with his legs apart was more comfortable.With the effort of squatting down, he used the chopsticks to stir the bowl twice, picked up a piece of noodles, opened his mouth to hold it, and sucked it suddenly, the noodles slipped into his mouth like a loach.

Seeing the enjoyment of the young man in front of him, Xi Ce also laughed: "It seems that you have gotten used to the life of the wolf riding camp."

"Hmph, that's not forced by you. Back then you and Lu Bu teamed up to trick me and trapped me in this wolf riding camp with some small tricks." The young man said full of resentment. , you will feel extremely depressed.He subconsciously spit, and cursed in a low voice, 'I'm so fucking aggrieved'.

If he hadn't known the identity of the person in front of him in advance, it would be impossible to imagine that such a ruffian would be the grandson of the Taiwei, one of the three princes of the Han Dynasty.

What the ancients said is "the one who is close to vermilion is red, and the one who is close to ink is black", which is probably the case.

Yang Ting followed the group of rough guys from the wolf riding camp for more than half a month, and he had long forgotten the red tape of the son of the aristocratic family.What's more, he also felt that when a man is alive, how can he live timidly, eating meat and drinking heavily, which is the most manly nature.

Seeing that Xi Ce didn't speak up for a long time, Yang Ting became a little impatient, "Hey, you came to me just to talk about something with me, don't you? Just talk if you have something to say, don't grind like a woman." Mo Haw, I even asked that kid Jiang Jiong to fight, I don't have time to chat with you here."

As if to prove the truth of what Yang Ting said, Jiang Jiong over there even yelled in this direction twice to make Yang Ting move faster.

After experiencing the Battle of Heyu Mountain, Yang Ting fully understands the fragility of life. Even if he is the grandson of the Taiwei, what if he is well-clothed, well-fed and well-fed?If it wasn't for these guys around him who saved him time and time again, regardless of the previous suspicions, I am afraid that now he would have become a handful of loess on the mountain.

Xi Ce naturally wouldn't know these thoughts in Yang Ting's mind, he asked seemingly casually: "If you fell in love with a girl, what would you do."

He knows quite a lot about the art of war, strategy and drama, but he really can't understand women's minds. Remembering that Yang Ting used to be a noble son of Luoyang, he should know a lot about men and women, so he came here to ask for advice.

Yang Ting was only thinking about the competition with Jiang Jiong, but he didn't think too much, and said very freely: "It's not easy, find a matchmaker, give the dowry, and get married if you have a family."

If it's really that simple, do I still need to ask you?

Xi Ce smiled wryly in his heart, and he didn't bother to go around in circles with Yang Ting, and asked straight to the point: "Then what do you think, if Lu Bu proposes marriage to the Yan family, there is a good chance there will be."

Yang Ting, who had already handed the noodles to his mouth, was stunned for a moment, then bit into his mouth and chewed, frowning with disdain and contempt in his tone, he asked back: "Lu Bu wants to join Yan's family and be a door-to-door son-in-law? "

Before Xi Ce could open his mouth, Yang Ting continued, "It's a good idea, but I'm afraid the Yan family will not like a mud-legged person like Lu Bu."

The marriages of wealthy and powerful families have always paid attention to the fact that they are well-matched, and they attach great importance to the family background of both parties.But in fact, marriage is just a springboard to maximize the interests of the family.

The so-called love, in the eyes of the aristocratic family, is just a joke.

"I know what you said. It's just that the general is in a dangerous situation and doesn't know it. Only by marrying the Yan family can he get out of the abyss." Jockey shook his head helplessly. And the state has a firm foothold, and this is the only way to go.

At the beginning, Lu Bu stabbed Zheng Song's eldest son to death, and beheaded the governor Zhang Yi's beloved nephew. The two of them hated Lu Bu deeply, and it was impossible for them to let it go.Once the Zhang family and the Zheng family really want to tear their skins apart and fight to the death, even if the old general wants to protect them, it may be difficult to protect Lu Bu.

The Yan family is different. Its financial power in Bingzhou is far beyond that of the other three. If it can get the support of the Yan family, the situation will be very different.

What's more, it can be seen from the plot that Lu Bu really has his heart on that Miss Yan's family.

Being able to marry a beautiful lady and turn the situation around, this is definitely a profitable deal.

However, it is not easy for the Yan family to accept Lv Bu from a humble background.

"Hey, Yang Ting, how long do you still have to fight?" Jiang Jiong's urging voice came over again.

Yang Ting swallowed the fat in his mouth, turned his head, and yelled in a rough voice: "You are so impatient, let's see how I will beat you up later!"

After cursing, Yang Ting turned his head back again, and said to the play: "I thought that he was stronger than Lu Bu, and he had already lost his love and sex. I didn't expect that he would also be charmed by a woman now."

"but……"

Yang Ting's voice changed, "This is not a dead game, as long as that girl Yan can fall in love with Lu Bu, this game may have a chance to come back.

"Do you have a solution?" Xi Ce asked, the stars reflected in his eyes were shining brightly.

Seeing that the question was urgent, Yang Ting felt less anxious, and simply raised the price: "Then you have to tell me first, if this thing is done, what benefits can I reap."

Xi Ce seemed to have expected that Yang Ting would ask this question, and offered a condition that Yang Ting could not refuse: "Didn't you want to leave the wolf riding camp from the very beginning? If you can do this, I will pay you back." How are you free?"

Sure enough, when Yang Ting heard this condition, he immediately stretched out his hand and slapped Xi Ce, as if he was afraid that if he was half a beat too late, Xi Ce would go back on his word.

After clapping his hands, Yang Ting still didn't forget to add a sentence: "One word from a gentleman, four horses are hard to chase!"

When he first entered the wolf riding camp, Yang Ting really couldn't bear such a low-level life. He felt that he was suffering every minute and every second. They will be caught and brought back, and locked up for several days.

He also reported his own name, saying that he was San Gong's grandson, which was unspeakably expensive, but no one believed him, and even thought that he was suffering from insanity, so he was talking nonsense.

"Yang Ting, are you scared? If you don't come, I'll find someone else!" Jiang Jiong over there obviously got impatient.

"You fart, when did I ever persuade you! Just wait, I'll come over and show you my tricks!"

Yang Ting gulped down the remaining noodles in the bowl along with the soup, gulped down his stomach, drank it upside down, left his tricks and ran over there.

I don't know how the old Taiwei will feel when he learns that he has raised his precious grandson into this appearance, and whether he will regret that he was handed over to Lu Bu.

But he didn't think too much about the play. He glanced at Yang Ting, who was already "pingping, pang pong" fighting, and fell on the lawn with his back. The sky was full of stars in his eyes, and he suddenly smiled. .

Maybe that's good too.

(End of this chapter)