For a Prosperous World

By the time Zhuge Jun returned from the field, he would be able to have dinner. The younger girl had not been waiting at the door for a while, so he felt relieved, otherwise he would be sick for a day after being rained.

The dinner for the three was as quiet as usual, and Zhuge Jun's words were not that much. Zhuge Liang was always reading while eating.

Although the etiquette is not appropriate, but the three brothers and sisters do not have so many rules together. A table in front of the hall to put a few side dishes and three bowls of rice is considered dinner, and eating is casual.

"sand."

The light rain didn't stop but it didn't get heavy. It was always the size that was difficult to get wet with clothes.

The flowers and trees in the courtyard rang, and many petals fell, one of which floated on Zhugeying's table.

She looked back, and now the flowers on the tree had fallen a lot. Many of them fell on the ground in the courtyard, spreading out.

"This tree doesn't bloom long."

Zhuge all glanced at the tree and said casually.

"Well." Zhu Geying responded, sounding unhappy.

The petals were pretty in the courtyard. If it was before, she would always call for the other two to see it, but this time it was not.

"Bang." Outside the door of the cottage, there was a heavy knock on the door.

Then a familiar voice sounded.

"My host, it's getting late and it's raining again and again. I wonder if I can stay for a while?"

The girl reacted, and with a happy look in her eyes, dropped the bowl and hurried to the door: "Come!"

The two teenagers at the table glanced at each other and smiled.

"call!!"

Strong winds swept the sand and dust all over the ground and raised in the courtyard. With a howling, a halberd broke from the dust.

The strong wind above the halberd carried the dust, until the halberd waved over three thick wooden stakes.

As the wind ceased, a tearing sound was heard from the stakes.

"Whoa!" The wind that was supposed to stop suddenly rolled up again, engulfed by a large piece of dust.

After a few breaths, the smoke was cleared, and the three thick wooden posts that had stood in place had been cut into two halves, and there was a strip of wood between them, as if the wooden pile had been torn apart. general.

"Huh." A tall man took a deep breath before the stakes.

The halberd in his hand turned around and barbed to the ground.

Lu Bu, wearing an ordinary robe without armor, stood in the yard, watching the broken wood and debris falling on the ground, and snorted.

Compared with that person, it is far worse.

The injuries on his shoulders were almost healed. Although some dark injuries were unavoidable, not all of them had the old injuries. If they didn't do anything, he would be gone.

And after a few fights with that white robe general, he can feel that his martial arts seems to be a little more refined, more thorough than ever.

But this is not enough.

"Have you heard a word?"

"Fight ten times."

Lu Bu took a breath and sat directly on the ground.

At that time, he didn't even react, so he flew out without consciousness.

"Click, click."

Slowly clenched his hand, and there were several beeps at the joints.

He has tried the way of swinging countless times, and no one can reach that strength. There really isn't any skill. It just uses a spear as a stick to slap it, which is just a child fighting style.

Strength alone

"White general, you and I will fight again sooner or later."

"Report."

At the gate of the courtyard, a man dressed differently from the soldiers stood, and bowed his head to Lu Buzhen.

Lu Bu glanced across the gate and took a deep breath. "Say."

"General, I have been to Runan, but I haven't found it," said the man with his head down.

"Find it again." Lu Bu said without a pause, sitting on the ground.

"General." The man at the gate hesitated, his voice was low: "It's been over a year, I'm afraid"

"Don't you understand?" Lu Bu asked lightly, facing away from the gate.

"General, Xianguo said that we have not been involved in other things recently, and we are not good."

Lu Bu turned his head back, and the sound at the gate of the courtyard stopped.

The two looked at each other. The person at the door only felt that he was chilling all over him. He couldn't move even a single thing, and the surrounding things went dark.

Lu Bu sat there, his face narrowed.

There was no bit of depression in his eyes, and the pupils contracted with a little redness, saying word by word.

"I'll let you wait."

"Yes." The man at the door lowered his head and stepped back, and his clothes were almost soaked with cold sweat.

Lü Bu was left in the courtyard. There was no other voice, as long as Fang Tianhuaji stood beside him.

The expression on his face receded and calmed down, palms loosened, dropped on his legs, his head bowed, and the focus in his eyes gradually spread.

After a while, he buried his face and was a bit shaggy.

"Dad, it's useless."

Three words, it should be let go of all his arrogance.

On the erected lamp, three lamps were lit, and the fire was reflected in the kerosene under the wick, shaking in a burst.

An old man stood on the back of the hall with his hands on his back, wearing a Han robe.

He looked around the hall from side to side, a jug and cups on the table.

There were two posts under the cup, and they seemed to be invitations to a banquet.

The old man stooped to the desk case, raised the cup, took out two invitations, held them in his hands, and stared blankly.

After a while, he said softly, "All, do something here."

"Come," said the old man, raising his voice, loudly.

Alone with low body pressure, quickly walked into the hall.

The old man took the two stickers in his hand and took one out to the person in front of him.

"Tomorrow, send this post to Wenhoufu in person, remember that it must be delivered. Say husband, ask him to have a banquet."

"Yes."

People walked down the corridor.

"Mr. Gu, you didn't come a few days ago and you didn't see it. The flowers and trees look beautiful when they bloom, but now the flowers have fallen a lot."

Zhu Geying took Gu Nan's hand and walked towards the hall. She had been talking since Gu Nan entered the door, as if there were endless words.

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"Really?" Gu Nan turned his head to look at the courtyard, and the flower tree was also beautiful at this time.

She turned to look at Zhu Geying, her eyes paused.

Then she smiled slightly, reached out to her mouth, took off a sticky rice grain, and smiled.

"I haven't seen it in a year. The young English sister has grown a lot."

Gu Nan's actions flushed Zhu Geying's face, and the words in her mouth stopped, shrinking her neck and stuttering.

"I, Zhong, Brother Zhong and Uncle are still in the hall. I'll take you there."

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