Chapter 308 Xu Shu, Why Don’t You Get Married?

Some people are sad, and others are happy.

Although seriously speaking, he joined the army for only one year, but to Zhao A, the farming life in Zigui seemed to have happened ten years ago.

The small courtyard that is always left unclean, the dilapidated house where dirt falls from the beams when the weather is clear, the thatch on the straw bed is turned into powder by sleep, and the money-saving pot buried under the bed.

Relatives who gradually cut off contact with each other after the death of their parents, as well as noisy discussions in the alley by gossipy women every afternoon.

There are endless fields to pay and endless weeds to weed.

That was a life that Zhao A had completely abandoned.

After joining the army, Zhao A could feel the changes in himself.

The wealthy people in Jiangling City spent hundreds of dollars to make food.

The Han River resisted Cao's military success.

Fancheng collected the body for Rong Shipaoze.

He taught people how to farm in the north of Jingxiang.

It was only now that Zhao Ah understood the reason for the uncertain look on Mr. Li's face.

At that time, Zhao A complained that life in Zigui was boring.

Li Gong just smiled and said, "Such sorrow is something that the people in the north cannot ask for."

At that time, Zhao A only took it as words of comfort and evasion, but now it seems that it is a sincere emotion.

And in retrospect, Li Gong, a northerner, went south from Yanzhou, and finally bought a boat and followed Xuande Gong to Chengdu.

He, Zhao A, was a perfect southerner, but he followed General Guan all the way north, vowing to break into the Central Plains and quell the bandits in the vast sea.

He doesn't know much about reading yet, so he can't say anything profound, but he just finds it interesting.

Before Zhao A could finish lamenting, a sudden pain on his head brought him back to reality.

"Zhao A! The fire is out! What are you thinking about!"

Zhao Lei, who had been patrolling this far, was not happy and brought Zhao Ala back to reality with a bang.

After hurriedly adding firewood and fanning the wind, the stove fire was finally saved by Zhao A.

He opened the lid of the big iron pot and used a spatula to brush off the floating foam. Zhao A then said with a smile:

"Captain Zhao saved my life again!"

Zhao Lei shook his head:

"You had just a slight cold before. Even if I don't give you medicine, you can probably recover by resting in the barracks for two days."

"For those of you who are originally from the south, you are not aware of the severe cold in the north. It is normal for you to catch wind and cold for the first time."

Zhao Aha laughed:

"It's not like there are no deaths due to the cold. Besides, I really recovered from the disease after taking the medicinal powder from Governor Zhao. How can it be that it's not the kindness of Governor Zhao."

"Director Zhao, let me serve you a bowl of broth to warm yourself up first."

Zhao Lei couldn't laugh or cry:

"This is the deer that Commander Xu shot... But why do you let you light the fire here? Where is the cook?"

Speaking of this, Zhao A felt a little depressed:

"We all went back to celebrate the New Year...leaving me alone."

It was already the twelfth lunar month. After conquering Jingzhou, Guan Yu and Xu Shu considered that a large number of their soldiers were from Jingzhou, so they made adjustments to their defense.

After all, the people's hearts in Jingbei need to be regained as soon as possible, and people's lives need to get back on track as soon as possible.

So he used the best soldiers from the north to guard the entrance to Jingzhou and blocked Yang, and ordered the old soldiers and new soldiers to mix and garrison Wancheng in the north of Jingzhou.

The remaining Jingzhou soldiers whose hometown is in the north of Jingzhou, and those who have families to return to and graves to offer sacrifices to, can return home to celebrate the New Year.

This year's victory over Cao Cao was achieved, and almost all the army received victory achievements and rewards. This group of soldiers who returned home can be regarded as a small return home in glory.

Liu Bei's actions, Guan Yu's decisions, Jing Xiang's victory, and the vague news from Hanzhong in the distance will pass through the mouths of these soldiers and spread to every corner of northern Jing.

After hearing that Zhao A said that all the members of the army had returned home, Zhao Lei remembered:

"Didn't you say your home is in Zigui..."

But the words were not finished yet, Zhao Lei understood it when he saw the expressions of the soldiers on the opposite side.

Patting his shoulder in understanding, Zhao Lei comforted him:

"Then I'll celebrate the New Year in the army this year."

Zhao A nodded, feeling a little better, but he remembered that Li Gong once said that Uncle Liu Huang also escaped from the north, so...

"Captain Zhao, you and General Guan haven't returned home for many years, right?"

Zhao A asked softly.

"It has been nine years since I left my hometown."

Zhao Lei also had a look of admiration as he said:

"It must have been more than twenty years since General Guan left his hometown."

More than twenty years! Zhao Amoran, he is only in his twenties.

"Governor Zhao, you have saved my life!"

"I am willing to die for the general and help Governor Zhao and General Guan return home!"

Zhao A felt that he had finally found a way to repay Governor Zhao, and he was very happy.

But a voice interrupted him.

"Who wants you to die?

Xu Shu opened the lid of the pot, took a look, and said angrily:

"Uncle Emperor, I don't need you to actually die. It's best to survive in peace, get a wife and have children!"

"Live until the world is peaceful. Then you will have a good house, dozens of acres of fertile land, and a wife by your side. This is the life a Han should have."

Xu Shu held the lid of the pot and took the chopsticks with his other hand and inserted them directly into the meat to see if it was done.

Zhao A felt that he could not think of going that far, so he directly raised his questions to Military Advisor Xu:

"But Commander Xu, haven't you ever been married?"

After a while, part-time cook Zhao A was temporarily assigned to stand guard on the street.

Touching the chopstick mark on his head, Zhao Ayou was puzzled:

"It's okay if I can't find Jing's wife. Why can't the military advisor get her?"

"And if you don't want it, just say so. I won't make fun of you!"

In the inner court of Wancheng, Guan Yu stroked his beard and listened to Zhao Lei telling him about the episode just now. He couldn't help laughing:

"What Zigui Zhao'a said is right. Now that my brother's power is gradually unstoppable, Yuanzhi should also consider the major events in his life."

Guan Yu opened his mouth, Xu Shu thought about it perfunctorily, and spread his hands and said:

"There is no good match at present, so let's discuss it later."

He said hurriedly:

"And now we are just taking advantage of the giant boat to win Jingzhou."

"The giant boat conquered Fancheng, so we can move forward step by step, and finally win Jingxiang."

"Now if we leave Jingzhou, the giant boat cannot enter, and Sun and Cao are suspected of collusion, how can we be so careless?"

It is rare to see Xu Shu show such embarrassment, Guan Yu was very happy.

However, although the situation next year is suspected of exaggeration, it must be treated seriously.

"Before May next year, there will be a fierce battle!"

This is Guan Yu's judgment.

The reason is simple, because the dry season will end in April at the latest.

The giant boat is too big to enter the Yu River.

But the Cao army may not know this news, and most of them dare not gamble.

So they will definitely organize a war before the dry season ends.

"It should be March or April." Xu Shu refined the time again.

"Even if the peace with Jiangdong is eased, the Cao army will still not have enough food and grass."

"The north is bitterly cold. If the army starts in January or February, the consumption of food and grass will be even greater."

Since the time has been determined, Guan Yu, Xu Shu, and Zhao Lei simply gathered around the map and talked to each other, slowly deducing the situation next year.

It was not until the personal soldiers came in to light the lights that the three realized that it was dusk. The big pot of venison that Xu Shu had brought in earlier had been placed aside and had gone cold, and no one had touched it.

"The three of us are hungry, so heat up the venison and serve it again."

Guan Yu ordered his personal soldiers:

"After it's heated up, call Zhao A to come in and eat."

So the personal soldiers went out again with the pot.

The lights that the personal soldiers lit up again illuminated the map, which had been marked with charcoal pencils in many places, and there were densely packed small characters on the blank space on the right, almost all of which were guesses and supplements on the battle situation.

After rereading them to make sure there were no omissions, Guan Yu stroked his beautiful beard and smiled:

"There is still room for discussion on this matter."

"Right now, it is most important to celebrate this New Year."

Speaking of this, Xu Shu couldn't help but smile:

"Last time I celebrated the New Year, I was alone. Now I have old friends to accompany me. I am very lucky."

Guan Yu also laughed:

"My wife wrote to me the day before yesterday, saying that she would come to Wancheng to reunite and spend the New Year together."

"Then I will give Yuanzhi a pair of chopsticks."

Now Xu Shu was a little entangled:

Is this really appropriate?

Although Xu Shu's mood was complicated, he was still pulled back to his temporary residence in Wancheng by Guan Yu on New Year's Eve.

Guan Ping needed to be stationed in Duyang and could not return. At the dinner table, Xu Shu saw Guan Yu's quiet wife, as well as his young son and daughter.

After dinner, Xu Shu and Guan Yu knelt opposite each other and drank tea. Guan Yu's wife sang softly to coax her daughter to sleep, while Guan Xing knelt quietly to read the military book that Xu Shu brought.

The house was quiet, but the noise from outside could be heard.

With the support of Jiangling and the victory over Cao Cao, Wancheng's New Year's Eve was simple and unpretentious.

Nuo opera and dance, firecrackers and juggling, and the soldiers who were unwilling to be lonely organized various activities by themselves, which attracted the local people of Wancheng to join in and have fun together.

At this moment, military strategy and political strategy and many other complicated matters temporarily left Xu Shu.

Listening to the sound of Mrs. Guan humming softly to coax her daughter to sleep, Xu Shu also fell asleep.

It seems... Please choose a good match for the lord and start a family, or it might be good.

This was the last thought in the sleepy Xu Shu's mind.

Then he fell asleep with a smile on his face.

Guan Yu on the side slowly drank the tea in the cup, made a hushing gesture to his wife, and then gently covered Xu Shu with the cloak beside him, and then sighed softly.

Recalling Xu Shu's journey in the past year, he fled to Xudu, went to Jiangdong, entered Yizhou, returned to Jingzhou, and then participated in the war without interruption, defended the city in person, and is still planning for next year without stopping.

Xudu, wasted.

Such a fierce and resolute attitude seems to make up for the missing years in Xudu.

At least tonight, it's time to have a good rest.

And it's different from the quiet and peaceful in this room.

In a mansion in Jianye City, Lu's mother looked at her son Lu Su's back kneeling upright and sighed quietly.

A son has far-reaching ambitions, and his mother knows it best.

When he was young, he was full of vigor and vitality when he traveled to study, and he had the world in his mind when he met Zhou Lang.

He worked hard after Zhou Lang's sudden death, and was depressed after the defeat in Hefei.

No, Lu's mother thought back, her son's mood after the defeat in Hefei must have been quite complicated, with mixed feelings of reluctance in his happiness and unyielding in his disappointment.

But until later, when Sun Hou summoned him, his son became like this after he came back.

If the son before was like a sword, now this sword has been broken and thrown on the ground.

This made Lu's mother feel some resentment towards Sun Hou.

After a simple meal on New Year's Eve today, her son knelt down in the hall with his back straight, facing the main door, as if waiting for someone.

But who will come today?

The only sound was the cold wind swirling in the yard and the whining sound hitting the door.

The last trace of daylight was obscured by the mountains in the distance, and the sky became dark.

Mother Lu lit up the lights in the hall, glanced at her son's stubborn back, and sighed quietly.

At this moment, there was a tapping sound from the distant door.

Lu Su jumped up immediately and hurried over to open the door.

Lu's mother slowly lit the lamp. The door of the house was not far from here, and the voices could still be heard clearly:

"Xingba?"

"Huh? Don't you welcome me?"

"No, it's just..."

"Marquis Sun is having a banquet in the palace today and he won't come."

"……I know."

"The banquet is also attended by envoys from the north."

"..."

"I won't come in. You take care of yourself. If you want to... come find me."

"...No need...Xingba, you should also take care of yourself."

Soon the door of the mansion was closed again, and Lu Su came back in despair, and knelt down in his original position again, but his back was no longer straight.

Looking at his mother's concerned expression, Lu Suqiang braced himself and consoled him:

"Mom, just go and rest. I still have some things to deal with."

Lu's mother sighed secretly, but knowing that her son had always been stubborn, she just told him and left.

After walking out of the hall, Mother Lu stopped. Sure enough, after a while, a long sigh fell to the ground in the hall.

Mother Lu immediately felt her heart being grabbed.

On the way back to the room, Lu's mother thought of Gan Ning who had just come to visit.

What if we go to find him?

Lu's mother had lived in Jiangdong for a long time, and it was not because she was ignorant. She already knew that Gan Ning seemed to be disliked by Marquis Sun.

Naturally, the search for him has nothing to do with Sun Hou, unless it is to... leave Jiangdong?

Thinking of this, the old woman paused, and then secretly made up her mind.

Compared with the changes in the outside world, the entire Yizhou is moving at a leisurely pace according to Kong Ming's plan.

The Chinese New Year is lively and lively, and at the New Year’s toast, there are finally no fools who are trying to gain fame like Li Miao last year.

After the toast, the people in Chengdu became even more well-behaved, and all the outstanding nephews and nephews from each family were recommended to serve under Chen Dao.

Chen Dao was completely rude and made these gentlemen who knew how to enjoy themselves cry for their parents.

But even so, no one dared to quit, because it was basically made clear before coming:

If you dare to escape privately, neither Xuande Gong nor his family will tolerate you.

And at this point, Yizhou was finally tied up by Liu Bei and Kong Ming.

By the end of Yuan Dynasty, Liu Bei, Kongming, Zhang Fei, Pang Tong and others also gathered in the Chengdu government office again.

"My lord will move to Hanzhong next month?" Pang Tong asked.

While the light curtain has not yet unfolded, they usually talk about government affairs at this time.

"Now that Chengdu has begun to take shape, all we need to do is send a good minister to control it."

Liu Bei nodded with emotion, feeling that this year had passed quite quickly.

Not only was he busy with farm work, he also had to repair water conservancy, and he also found time to go to Nanzhong to conquer, and to scheming with those people who didn't know whether to live or die. Looking back, Liu Bei couldn't believe that this was what he had done in one year.

As for Kong Ming, he was even busier. He was handling government affairs and arranging money at the same time. Moreover, the government affairs, iron smelting, sugar making, paper making, coal fields, etc. were all done by Kong Ming. He even had time to study glass gunpowder and other things, and Every few days, I find time to go to Xiaotai School to teach.

If he hadn't repeatedly confirmed with Chen Dao that Kong Ming's schedule was really healthy, Liu Bei would have worried that Kong Ming had turned on "prime minister mode" in advance.

When asked how he could take into account multiple aspects, Kong Ming answered as he should:

"I have Zi Qiao to help me with government affairs. I only need to take a quick look at my wealth. Both my sons and my sons are proficient in this. The same is true for other labors. What's the difficulty?"

Well, what Kong Ming said made sense, but Liu Bei felt speechless.

Therefore, it is time to go to Hanzhong to prepare for the war and compete for the second piece of fertile land in Guanzhong as the foundation for the great cause!

I had severe diarrhea today and it's only 4K. According to the original schedule, I had to finish writing the video. I'm really sorry for the accident.