Lin Zhe yawned and stretched, still lying on the recliner, as if he was already used to this, while Lu Lingqi stood up quickly.
"Lingqi went to prepare hot tea for her husband..."
Guo Jia always goes to his mansion these days. At first, he pretended to be reserved. But now that he is familiar with the people, he doesn't regard himself as an outsider at all, and he doesn't even need to report.
Following the footsteps, a person walked in from the door. He lay down next to Lin Zhe in a familiar manner, squinting his eyes slightly with a contented expression on his face.
"Xianyun will enjoy it, but it's a pity..."
"What's the pity?"
Lin Zhe knew it was Guo Jia who was coming just by hearing the voice without opening his eyes.
"It's a pity that there are no pretty girls in Xian Yun's house. Wouldn't it be nice if some pretty little girls came to squeeze our shoulders and beat our legs while you and I are lying down to rest?"
"Wine and drink with a beautiful woman in your arms, this is life!"
Lin Zhe glanced at his mouth and said:
"The manufacturing process of this recliner is not complicated. You can just ask some beautiful maids to serve you in your own house. Zheke didn't stop you!"
"I'm different from you, I have a family!"
Guo Jia shrank back so that he could lie down more comfortably, and then said lightly: "As Xian Yun said, happiness alone is not as good as happiness among others. Being with friends as neighbors is endless happiness, and you can enjoy it alone.
, I always feel that it’s almost meaningless.”
"Listening to music on the hook is fun only if you have someone to accompany you!"
After saying that, Guo Jia took off a wine bottle from his waist and placed it on the table nearby.
"Try, the most famous Qingfengzui in Xudu. Even I only got these. This wine is sweet and delicious, with a thick texture in the mouth. The taste is not much different from Wushisan..."
"Five stones scattered?"
Hearing this name, Lin Zhe couldn't help but open his eyes, sit up straight, and look at Guo Jia attentively. This move also startled Guo Jia, who was lying next to him.
"Why are Xianyun so anxious? Good wine must be tasted slowly..."
Lin Zhe's eyebrows couldn't help but frown. His reaction couldn't be because of a bottle of wine.
If you remember correctly, Wushi Powder is also called Hanshi Powder, and its ingredients include cinnabar, sulfur, realgar, alum, etc...
It can be seen from the ingredient list alone that this thing is not a good thing. While it can be fun, it can also cause huge harm to the human body.
Guo Jia and Xi Zhicai died early, largely because they worked hard day and night and took an overdose of Wushi Powder to refresh themselves, which led to their death from illness during the expedition.
"Fengxiao...it's a medicine with three parts poison. It's better to eat less of Wushi Powder..."
"Is Xianyun concerned about Jia's health?"
Guo Jia opened his eyes, looked playfully at Lin Zhe, who was sitting upright, and said with a smile: "Xuan Degong is not a person who has been living under others for a long time. He will inevitably leave his lord in the future. By then, you and I will belong to the enemy camp, and Jia's body will be damaged.
Isn’t it just what you wanted?”
Upon hearing this, Lin Zhe picked up the wine bottle on the table and took a big sip.
Seeing this wasteful way of drinking, Guo Jia on the side couldn't help but twitch the muscles in the corner of his mouth for a moment, and his heart was bleeding.
Wiping the wine stains on his lips, Lin Zhe said: "Enemies will return to enmity. That will all happen in the future. At least now you and I are still on the same side!"
"When Zhe came to this world, he didn't know many people, and he didn't have many people to chat with. Zhe doesn't want to drink the breeze alone in front of your grave..."
Lin Zhe was actually somewhat conflicted about the person in front of him.
Although they had only been in contact for more than ten days, the two seemed to have known each other for many years and had a great time chatting with each other.
Unlike other people he met, Lin Zhe admired and respected Liu Bei more. He kept a distance from generals such as Guan Yu and Zhang Fei. Due to the difference in thinking logic, he and these generals were basically at a distance.
There is no common topic;
For Lu Su and Zhou Yu, the purposeful contact itself had impure motives. Coupled with the subsequent bet, it was impossible for Lin Zhe not to care about his words.
Only Guo Jia...
He himself was bohemian and unrestrained, but he met Lin Zhe, a person from later generations.
The two of them hit it off almost immediately, and there are almost no bullshit rules or etiquette restrictions here!
Let's just talk about the recliner. Now in the Han Dynasty, it was just a seat, and there were no recliners or benches at all.
Lin Zhe and Guo Jia are now lying on chairs, which is actually very similar to Ji Zhu's sitting method. If they were seen by any great scholar, they might say something about the collapse of morals and the loss of etiquette...
Taking advantage of Lin Zhe's daze, Guo Jia quietly snatched the wine bottle from his hand.
After shaking it gently by his ear, he realized that Lin Zhe had drank almost half of the big gulp he had just taken, and even Guo Jia couldn't help but feel a pain in his body.
Cow chews peony, this guy really doesn’t understand elegance!
Guo Jia rolled his eyes and said bluntly: "Don't say anything else, Duke Xuande has no intention of asking the lord to borrow troops to take back Xuzhou?!"
"Is Fengxiao asking this himself or on behalf of Duke Cao?"
Guo Jia took a sip gently, then smacked his mouth with an expression of aftertaste.
"So what if it's Jia who asks? What if it's the Lord who asks?"
Lin Zhe shrugged and replied: "If Mr. Cao asked, of course there is no such thing. My lord has now defected to Mr. Cao, so he is naturally content with the status quo and has no intention of fighting for hegemony."
"What if it's Jiawen?"
Lin Zhe chuckled and said, "That's also impossible!"
Seeing a black line appear on Guo Jia's forehead, Lin Zhe smiled and explained:
"Xuzhou has gone through several wars, and the people's power has been depleted. Even if you rest for a few years, my lord will inevitably be beaten by Cao Gong and Yuan Shu again. In this case, what is the use of Xuzhou?"
"but..."
"Although my lord has no intention of attacking Xuzhou, Zhe has a reason why he has to attack!"
Hearing what Lin Zhe said, Guo Jia also became interested. He sat up straight and asked, "Xian Yun wants to attack Xuzhou?!"
"Yeah!" Lin Zhe nodded.
"Reason, where's the reason?"
There was a burst of light in Guo Jia's eyes, as if he smelled some gossip.
"Can I know Mrs. Zhe's identity by being a filial piety?"
Guo Jia shook his head, he really didn't know.
Although in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, the restrictions on women were not so great, it was still quite rude to inquire about the people in the inner house, so Guo Jia naturally did not ask.
"Mrs. Zhe's surname is Lu..."
"Lu...?"
"Lu Bu's daughter?!"
Guo Jia was stunned on the spot. No wonder Lin Zhe said that he wanted to win Xuzhou. There is such a relationship between co-authoring!
"Actually, this is only one of the reasons..."
Looking at the shocked Guo Jia, Lin Zhe smiled and continued to explain: "There is another very important reason - Zhe made a bet with someone, and the bet was whether Zhe could take back Xuzhou from Lu Bu!"
"So my lord is not in a hurry, but Zhe can't wait any longer..."