New Story of Lv Bu

The lobby of Prince Wen's Mansion has now been set up as a mourning hall. A large red sandalwood coffin is placed in the center of the lobby, surrounded by flowers. These flowers are not precious species, but wild flowers such as morning glory, gypsophila and the common wild flowers on the grassland. Under the wall in the front of the lobby, there is Gaoshun's spiritual seat, and the filial sons and grandchildren in Gaoshun's mansion are crying guarding the spiritual seat.

Wen Wang Lu Bu sat on a rattan cushion with his knees crossed, his eyes closed tightly, as if he was falling into a realm of mystery and mystery. On the grassland with wild flowers blooming all over the wilderness, his Gao Shun two are galloping on horseback, chasing death from the north. Behind them are thousands of elite cavalry of the Han army. Knives and spears are like forests, red flags are like seas, and the sound of thumping horseshoes travels thousands of miles of rivers and mountains.

In front of Lu Bu, there was a guzheng flying, and looking at it, the guzheng was mottled and drifted away. I don't know how many years it has been carved. The noon daylight shines through the window lattices and through the heavy curtains, shining on the mottled zither, as if in the turbulent crowd, a lonely back figure suddenly appeared. This picture is so vicissitudes, but also so out of place.

At this moment, Zhongshu ordered Jia Xu to come with his hand in hand, passed through the endless stream of people, rushed through the stormy waves, and came to the lobby in full view. He raised his eyes to look at Lu Bu, and then looked at the huge "Dian" above the middle hall, and the high-shun wooden divine lord under the huge "Dian". On the point of the main character, Lü Bu used cinnabar The point is particularly eye-catching.

Jia Xu sighed, slowly stepped forward, took three incense sticks, put them on the huge iron basin where the paper money and silver treasures were incinerated, and slowly lit them. Then, he raised the three incense sticks high above the top. After a while, he closed his eyes and prayed, murmured in his mouth, but didn't know what he said. Under the gazes of the dutiful sons and grandchildren who were expecting and doubting, they continued to open their eyes and inserted three incense sticks on the incense burner in front of the God Lord Gaoshun. After the memorial ceremony was over, Jia Xu once again crossed his hands, bowed, bowed, bowed, and walked back slowly, sitting behind Lu Bu.

At this moment, Lü Bu slowly opened his eyes. He stretched out his two big hands and ran straight to the zheng. In an instant, an agitated drumming sound rang. The sound of the Zheng jumped more and more vigorously, full of violent, full of restlessness, as if the moment when the storm was pouring down, the sky broke and the earth cracked, dark clouds rolled, lightning and thunder. With the sound of drumming, Lü Bu let go of his throat and began to sing.

"Jun Ma Huang, my Ma Cang, the two horses chase my Ma Liang. Laughter and cheer to disembark from the horse, prancing horse and whip robe Ze Le.

Although horse colors are different, there is no separation in people's minds.

Jun and I have traveled together in Luoyang Mo, will ride Wanqi, climb the wolf house, and return from a hundred battles!

Wearing a golden fur, smiles proudly as a five-hundred guest.

However, the sky does not holiday, the Cang horse goes, the yellow horse alone, the world is close by!

When the tiger falls into the trap, the strong husband is queer.

Singing and singing, the grass is green and yellow, the leaves are falling, driving and galloping, you and I join hands to break through the Tongtian River!

When I wake up from the dream, I know that the monarch is not there, and Fuzheng sighs alone, the sky is blue, the wild is vast, and the worries are all guests. "

This song "Jun Ma Huang" was originally a popular song outside the Bingzhou Great Wall. It was used to mourn the passing of the robe. The tune is tactful and full of desolation and sadness. Now, after Lü Bu's adaptation, amidst the desolation and sorrow, out of thin air, there is a bit of unrest that desires to compare with Tiangong. Hearing in the ears of everyone, in addition to sorrow and anger, the blood in my heart boiled unconsciously.

Lu Bu was originally a master of zither drumming, but after a high-ranking position, he hasn't drummed for a long time. Today, he occasionally shows up, but it is a blockbuster. The sound of the Zheng is fierce, like the sound of gold and stone, and like the sky and the earth, the mountain is falling, and it sounds like thunder and rolling, and it is full of indomitable souls. The singing is desolate and tactful, sing three times, full of brotherhood, meaning of brotherhood. For a while, everyone was stunned. Like a clay sculpture and wood carving, the spirit of the whole person is immersed in the singing of the zither. There is a real meaning in this, and I have forgotten to distinguish.

Finally, with a rush of zheng sounds, like a thousand horses, stepping through the glacial wilderness and spewing out, Lu Bu's singing came to an abrupt end! In everyone's ears and eyes, the thousands of horses and thousands of troops spewing out of the glacial wilderness have stayed forever at the last moment! The moment when General Gao Shun leaped on his horse and swung his whip and swung Fang Qiu, it became an absolute noise, and the people of Sri Lanka were gone!

Lu Bu let out a roar, he stretched out his hands, grabbed the mottled and drifted kite, and I don't know how many years have passed, and threw it to the ground! There was only a loud noise, and the mottled and stray kite had broken into more than a hundred pieces. The strings of the zheng still tremble spontaneously, and the wood blocks everywhere are still beating, but Lu Bu is growing up.

"The general has passed away, who is listening to the zither? And who can understand? How! How!" Lu Bu lamented a long sigh.

Inside Wang's Mansion, in the secret room, there were a few tables, a few dishes of fresh new dishes, and a few jars of biting Zhao wine. The Zhongshu ordered Jia Xu and Wen Wang Lu Bu to sit and drink, and both blushed and had thick necks. This is an elegantly furnished secret room, the room is not big, it is being built on the huge lake, and it is not for anyone to hear. The surrounding windows have long been opened, and the summer breeze is slowly coming in, bringing gusts of coolness.

"Uh??????" Jia Xu said with a big alcoholic burp, his mouth full of alcohol. "Fengxian, the so-called family, country and world, what is Yu Yiyun?" Wen He's brother is as wise as the sea, but his speech has always been concise. Only Lu Bu can understand the seemingly innocent words like this. "Home country??? The world is naturally the existing home, and there will be a country behind! This home is still at the forefront of the country!"

In front of Brother Wen He, Lu Bu has always said nothing. Brother Wen He is the spiritual mentor of his life. Naturally, there is no need to cover up. Besides, if you want to cover up, can you cover up? "Hey! That's the case! But what about the king's home country?" Jia Xu asked pretendingly in surprise. "The king?????? The king's home is the country, and the country is the home. For the king, the family and the country are one. So, the harem cannot be political, but must be suppressed vigorously. Foreign relatives??????"

At this point, Lu Bu's words stopped. At this moment, he finally understood what Jia Xu meant. More than ten years of officialdom experience has turned him from an ignorant officialdom rookie into a veteran officialdom. This family is still at the forefront of the country, the ancients said: Governing the country, the family is the world. The king’s family is the same as the country, and it should be better to govern as a model.

Hearing the song and knowing the elegant meaning, the meaning of Wenhe brother, could it be that what happened in my mansion of King Wen, among the family members? Could someone have participated in this big assassination case? When he thought of this, Lu Bu felt like sitting on pins and needles. At this moment, he has been awake for more than half of his wine, and at the same time, the anger in his chest finally burst out, and he became restless!

How smart Jia Xu is, he has already seen Lu Bu's mind clearly, and this is exactly the result he wants. He was pretending to be confused, no matter how Lü Bu blew his beard and stared, he shook his head and said with a blank tone. "The Book of Rites? University" Zeng Yun: The so-called rule of the country must first align his family: his family cannot be taught, but those who can teach others, there is nothing. Therefore, the gentleman does not become a monk, and becomes the teacher in the country. The filial person, so the ruler does. ; Those who are loyal, so the affairs are good; those who are benevolent, so make all the people. As a king, the three characters of filial piety and kindness are very useful!"

Speaking of this, Jia Xu seemed to be more interested, and he continued to speak slowly. "Fengxian, you once wrote "Liu Hou Lun"", Jia Xu admires very much, in which there are epigrams as follows: The so-called heroes in ancient times must have a special festival. Favors are incapable of being a ninja, and every husband sees insults, pulls out their swords, stands up and fights, this is not brave. There are great heroes in the world who come here without surprise, and do not get angry for no reason. The hostages are huge, and their ambitions are far-reaching. Bong first, these words and words do the best of the kings of the world, great words! "

"Also: The reason why the great ancestor of Guanfu wins, and the reason why Xiang Ji is defeated, is only between tolerable and intolerable. Xiang Ji can't bear it, so he is victorious in all battles and uses his frontline lightly; Gao Zu endures it. , To support its full front and treat its disadvantages, this ovary teaches. When Huaiyin breaks the Qi and wants to be the king, the ancestors are angry, which is seen in the poetry. From this perspective, there is still a strong and unbearable temper, not who is not the ovary. What?"

Jia Xu finally finished speaking. He raised his head and looked at Lu Bu with a smile. "Fengxian, at this moment, can you still bear it?" Lu Bu roared and raised his big fist. He was about to hit the case in front of him, but at the last moment, he still put his fist. Received it back. "I can't help it! But, just like the general's last words, for the sake of the world, we must endure!"

"Hahahahahahaha! Bong first, that's right. Nuo, you can take a look at these things before you talk." Jia Xu laughed, he took out a document from his arms and handed it to Lu Bu. With a suspicious expression on his face, Lu Bu glanced at Jia Xu, grabbed the paperwork, and looked at it. His eyebrows gradually frowned, and his face became like a purple eggplant. He finally finished reading.

"So, all the evidence points to Kang Moli and Liu E?" Lu Bu frowned, and the violent anger in his chest became restless again. "It looks like this at the moment. In my opinion, the beginning and the end of the work should have been cleaned up long ago. At this moment, Zhang Kai has probably already been dealt with. As for whether the Queen Mother is involved, it is hard to say at the moment. I hope she is not involved, otherwise, things will be difficult!" Jia Xu raised his head, fixed his eyes on the roof, lost in thought.

"His grandma! It's not enough to just wait like this! I have to think of a way to figure it out!" Lu Bu widened his eyes and shouted in a low voice.

"Don't worry! Don't worry! Yan Dalang is smart, and we have a set with Lingqi, we just wait." Jia Xu said slowly.