Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

Fu Ermei seemed to be in a very good mood, and she was as gentle and obedient as water to Guo Shaoqian, even more so than before. Guo Shao guessed that she had already met Dong Sanmei, and got the answer she wanted from Sanmei: Guo Shao didn't come home last night because he went to Li Chuyun's mansion alone with his guards.

Guo Shao took a bath and changed clothes after dinner. In winter, the days are short and the nights are long, and the night falls early. At night, it is extremely cold outside, at least below zero. This kind of weather is of course the mildest in the bed. He basically didn't sleep last night. He took a nap at the office of the government office in front of the hall at noon, so he went to bed early.

The second sister tried her best to please him with tenderness. Guo Shao's current feelings are indeed a bit complicated. He knows why he can enjoy such treatment tonight.

The few candles on the lampstands in the room were blown out, leaving an oil lamp with a soft, dim orange light. The fine smokeless charcoal fired by firewood in the copper basin beside the bed is red, and the cracks between the charcoal's grains are like magma, quietly roasting the air in the room. Fu Ermei was nimble, she knelt on the bed and stretched out her hand to put down the bed cover and curtain, and then she slipped into the bed with a shy smile. On her jade-white cheeks, there was a light-yellow luster from the light, which was slightly flushed, and with her vermilion lips, although the light was not clear, it looked very beautiful and vivid.

"Husband, your heart is so powerful." She leaned on Guo Shao's chest actively, her voice was very soft and playful, which made Guo Shao listen very relaxed and beautiful.

Guo Shao kissed her on the forehead, and when she moved down, her crooked eyes closed slightly, but she could still feel her gentle smile.

Fu Ermei's body gradually became softer and softer. She hugged Guo Shao, gently stroking his chest muscles with her slender fingertips, and said softly: "I seem to feel your heart churning and strength surging in your body, but you are so light and cautious... It seems that you have to carefully look at every inch of my body before you are willing."

After hearing this, Guo Shao felt that Fu Ermei's thoughts were actually very subtle, and she could see through his feelings easily. But his turbulence is not only because of the desire at this time.

"If my husband likes the wife of the Li family, find a chance to bring her in." Fu Ermei said softly again, "It doesn't matter, as long as you are happy."

Guo Shaoxin said: Second sister Fu obviously asked about it from Dong Sanniang. Dong Sanniang told her that Alang went to Li Chuyun's mansion, so she would think of Li Niangzi. "Well... I like Second Sister more." Guo Shao replied softly, and continued to serve Fu Second Sister. She bit her vermilion lip, and her breathing gradually became heavy.

...

Before dawn, Guo Shao went out early in the morning. When leaving, Fu Ermei was still sleeping, because she hadn't slept for a while, although last night was very slow, the time of indulging was very long. And he seems to be very attentive, he can always find the expectations of Fu Ermei, and she is already exhausted before going to bed.

She was lazy on the bed for a long time, and then reluctantly got up slowly, embarrassed to sleep until noon.

Just after breakfast, Fu Ermei suddenly felt that the light was dimmed, and when she turned her head to look, she saw Guo Shao's tall figure blocking the door. He calmly took off his helmet and walked in. "Husband..." Second Sister Fu was overjoyed, she got up and ran over, "Why are you back?"

Immediately, Fu Ermei's hand warmed up, and the soft barley in the sleeve was held by Guo Shao's rough but warm hand, his voice was still very gentle: "I went to the Yamen Office to ask for leave for three days in the morning, and let Li Chuyun take charge of the daily affairs of the front office."

"Why?" The second younger sister Fu looked at his face, the sun-tanned face, the sincere and bright eyes, it was easy for the second younger sister to think of the sun.

Guo Shao said: "The battle of Jinzhou is over, I want to rest for a few days."

He smiled, reached out and touched Fu Ermei's face: "Help me take off the leather armor quickly."

Fu Ermei happily helped him take off his armor and change his clothes, and untied the belt of the hard leather armor behind his back. She couldn't help but put her chest against Guo Shao's back, and whispered: "My husband smells like sunshine."

Guo Shao turned around and smiled, "Silly, does the sun have a smell?"

The two chatted for a while, and when Second Sister Fu remembered, she wanted to teach him how to write.

...She sharpened the ink briskly, thought for a while, and wrote a line of words: Suddenly looking back, the man was in a dimly lit place. Guo Shao flicked up his sleeves, reached out to take the writing brush handed over by Fu Ermei, and copied it. He wrote very seriously, but the words that fell on the paper were ugly, not at all like a person who was very skilled with a brush. Second Sister Fu couldn't help but cover her mouth and let out a "puchi" laugh, Guo Shao touched the back of his head in embarrassment. She sighed, and held Guo Shao's hand with a hand like a onion, and taught him hand in hand.

He studied very seriously, sitting upright in front of the desk, his whole body was tense.

"Relax." Second Sister Fu patted the back of his hand and smiled softly.

Guo Shao nodded, chanting words as if he was silently reciting the skills she taught, such as holding the pen and putting the pen down. Fu Ermei sat behind him, holding his handwriting, and said briskly: "Now do you know how it feels for me to be led by you to shoot arrows?"

"Understood, it seems to be completely under your control, relying on you to write satisfactory words." Guo Shao said.

Second Sister Fu said casually: "I've always felt that my husband doesn't seem to be from our place... How should I put it, a person who looks ordinary at first glance, but if he gets close to you, he will find that you are a bit out of place. For example, why can you write such words when you can't even hold a brush well?"

Guo Shaodao: "I told you, I didn't write it. In the past, there was a tall hermit in my hometown. I memorized a few poems casually. I couldn't remember some parts clearly, so I filled them in according to the meaning. That's why I often failed the law."

Second Sister Fu smiled and said, "No, if you can't even hold a pen well, you can't know so many words! I read several books on the bookshelf with apricot leaves in them. Every time I come back, the leaves are in different places. You are reading those books."

Guo Shao said nothing.

Second Sister Fu thought again, "Yulian doesn't seem to be able to read a few words, Yang Yue'e... She won't be interested in books like "Historical Records", "Chunqiu Gongyang Biography", "Grandson", "Wu Zi", "Sima Fa", "Six Secret Teachings", "Wei Liaozi", "Three Strategies", etc. Is Yang Yuee going to be a female general?

According to the way your husband writes, even a child who has finished elementary school is better than you. Let alone understand those books, I am afraid that 90% of the characters will not be fully recognized. "

Guo Shaodao: "Actually, I came a thousand years later. At that time, people used hard pens instead of brushes. Even when they grew up, they seldom used pens. They just typed with a mechanism. So that's how it is."

"Sounds like a god." Fu Ermei said with a smile, then remembered something, and said softly, "I just want to understand my husband, understand your heart... I want to get into your heart."

"I know." Guo Shao said, "If you don't believe what I said just now, just think that I learned to read and write by myself and I will be able to pass it."

Fu Ermei looked at him faintly: "What you said is true?"

Guo Shao nodded.

Fu Ermei looked puzzled, and sat beside her in a daze for a while. When he finally came back to his senses, he saw Guo Shao still sitting at the desk writing. She looked at him with blurred eyes, and really felt that Guo Shao was very different. The men in the Fu family are all military generals, and there are far more martial arts than literati inside and outside the palace. Second sister Fu has seen many of them. But Guo Shao is different from all martial arts. I remember that he was very brave when he led himself to ride a horse and shoot arrows. His strength was frightening, and his movements were also very fast;

"Come and see." Guo Shao pulled Fu Ermei.

Second Sister Fu took a look and said, "My husband doesn't like writing, so don't write. You don't have to compromise with me."

Guo Shao said: "The weather is quite cold, so let me think about it and copy a good poem for you."

Fu Ermei shook her head: "You are not a civil servant, and I also found that you are not interested in poetry books at all, only interested in history and soldiers. You can do whatever you like, and don't care about me... In fact, I want to see you do things you are interested in, and stay by your side, so that I can know how you lived before, so that I can understand you."

After hearing this, Guo Shao put down the brush, went into the room and took out a cloak made of fur, and wrapped it around Fu Ermei's body without any explanation: "Today is just free, and I want to practice archery. I haven't practiced hand skills for three days, and I haven't touched it for a long time. Second sister, go with me."

"En." Fu Ermei nodded and stood up happily.

Second Sister Fu followed him and entered a room next to the living room. There was a scary full-body heavy armor hanging on a wooden shelf, as if standing there with a murderous look, surrounded by all kinds of weapons. Guo Shao swiftly took two bows and quiver, and took Fu Ermei out.

This garden is not too big, a large area is occupied by the lake, and there are many trees and flowers and plants planted on both sides, there is no relatively open space. But Guo Shao quickly took out the target from the hut next to a relatively straight stone path. He placed the target a hundred paces away, put a carrot on the target, and took an arrow backwards through the target.

Fu Ermei cupped her hands and let out a breath of white air, looked at the radish in the distance and said, "It's so far away and so small, can my husband hit it?"

"Back then, I shot Zhang Yuanhui to death in battle and became famous. It's not for nothing." Guo Shao said calmly. He raised his head and took a deep breath, murmured: "Very good, there is not even a breath of wind."

After finishing speaking, she picked up the bow and set the arrow, and Second Sister Fu watched his movements with a smile, only feeling that his whole body was exerting force, and a sense of strength rushed over her face.

"Crack!" With the sound of a string, Second Sister Fu was startled slightly, blinked her eyes, and when she looked over, she saw that the carrot was fine, but the arrow went to nowhere. She turned to look at Guo Shao wonderingly, only to see Guo Shao's embarrassed face: "You missed it? How... how could this be so neglected?"

Second Sister Fu hurriedly said, "Husband doesn't need to shoot arrows in front of the battle now, it's okay."

But she found that her comfort was useless, Guo Shao's face became very ugly, and he was faintly flustered. Fu Ermei looked at him silently and said nothing.