Chapter 162, A Thousand Miles of Peach Blossoms Come
"Is that so? Mrs. Cai Yanfang is so blessed!"
After hearing what Lu Su said, Da Qiao's face was filled with regret.
Sun Ce wounded the enemy with three arrows outside the city today. He thought he was in the limelight and came to Liangqiao's camp to show off his martial arts.
He didn't expect that his domineering demeanor seemed to be much inferior to the Yellow Turban Colonel's words in the eyes of the woman he admired.
Congested and aggrieved, the little overlord of Jiangdong was ranked above the history books and offended all the Jiangnan nobles. He was originally a stubborn person, and Sun Ce was the most flattered in his life.
In the girl's tent, the little bully's face was full of embarrassment, anger and anger, and the sweat on his face was dripping down.
"The weather is hot and hot, so I went back to the tent to rest first, and the two girls also have a rest early!"
"The Yellow Turban lineage has quite a lot of miraculous skills. I heard that there was a man in Hebei who used cloth handkerchiefs to seduce young girls. Fang Guang came from a humble background and made great achievements in his business. Besides being an outstanding person, he must have miraculous skills."
"Both of you are ladies from a high family, be careful of trying to confuse others!"
Sun Ce was angry and said something that made Lu Su feel embarrassed. After all, he was not the one who brought the book here. I am afraid that Sun Bofu had already made progress in picking up girls.
The atmosphere in the girl's tent was comparable to that of Cao Cao's tent in Yuzhou. Sun Ce glanced over, Da Qiao's eyes were firm, he bit his lower lip lightly, with a look of disdain to talk to him about books, he sighed, and bowed to Zhou Yu, Lu Su
He handed over his hand and left the tent angrily.
"Well, Bo Fu looks angry. If he had known it, he wouldn't have brought Datong's book!"
"It's just that, Gong Jin, you have never seen this person before. His appearance is really different. He doesn't look like the Yellow Turban. Even though he is the chief student of Chang'an Imperial Academy, I'm afraid he can't describe the style of Datong!"
"Qu Yuan plow, barrel cart!"
Although Lu Su was embarrassed, he became eloquent when talking about Fang Guang. Now, even Zhou Yu couldn't listen anymore.
Mizhouro found a random reason and left the camp. He didn't want to hear a kind word from Fang Guang, leaving only three fans of the Yellow Turban Captain in the tent.
"Zijing, that Fang Datong from Dongjun you went to is really that talented. Did you just hear these stories about him from others?"
"Miss Da Qiao, I don't know anything else. I only know that the things recorded in these three books were not heard and told by anyone in the world before Datong wrote them. This book must have been thought by Datong people!"
"Well, there is such a strange man in the world. It's a shame he wasn't born in Jiangdong!"
Da Qiao bit his lower lip, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
What Xiao Qiao cared about was totally different from her sister. The girl looked excited and finally asked the question that had been lingering on her mind for a long time.
"Brother Zijing, isn't that Fang Guang handsome? I heard people say that the Yellow Turban Army are all big and thick, with palm-wide hair on their chests to protect their hearts, and the odor on their bodies is disgusting even from a few feet away!"
"If the talent you call him is this kind of person, no matter how talented he is, Xiao Qiao will despise him!"
Xiao Qiao clenched her fists tightly. It was obvious that Lu Su's answer was very important to the girl.
The corners of Lu Zijing's mouth curled up, and in his mind, Fang Guang, with eyebrows like phoenix feathers and eyes like stars, also appeared in his mind.
"Fang Datong, without Gongjin's beauty, has more masculine spirit, less domineering than Bo Fu, more elegant and open-minded. You said he has a strange smell? How is it possible? I and Datong rested together, and our bodies were filled with the fragrance of flowers.
Angry!"
"Who are you, Cai Yancai? Her husband is not the kind of handsome man you think of as the Yellow Turban Qu, with a sinister face!"
"The love of Datong is even worse than that of the children of wealthy families I have seen!"
"By the way, the flavor you mentioned, I heard from Datong that things are complicated now. When he is free, he wants to take the essence of flowers from all over the world to make Baiweixiang. This thing has something to do with wine, I don't know.
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Lu Su's mouth went dry when he said it, which satisfied the curiosity of sisters Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao about Fang Guang.
A yellow scarf captain, who did everything according to the aesthetic point of the Jiangdong sisters, made the two girls who sent Lu Su sit blankly in the tent, and couldn't help but blush on their cheeks.
"Sister, this Datong is so interesting. Compared with the mountains and rivers of Jiangdong and the West Lake, it is much more interesting. I really want to see him!"
"Yeah, I really want to see him, I really want to!"
There were only two sisters in the tent. Xiao Qiao lost her temper and buried her head in a cave, unable to stop kicking and acting coquettishly.
"It's time to meet the man who wrote about the helplessness in the dark corridor at night. I really want to meet him. I want peony perfume, I want it!"
Xiao Qiao originally thought that her sister would scold her for being crazy, but she didn't expect that Da Qiao, who was accustomed to having a ladylike temperament, was even more obsessed with Fang Guang than she was.
Xiao Qiao raised her head and looked at Da Qiao. The beauty in front of her had eyes that looked as if she was drunk, with watery eyes and a look of confusion. Her chest was rising and falling fiercely, and she was obviously at war between heaven and man.
"Sister, what do you want to do? Don't scare me. Why do you seem to be suffering from phlegm and asthma?"
"Silly girl, what are you talking about? How is Jia's family in Red Mansion? I don't know what's going on, how can I sleep peacefully?"
"Who said that only Cai Yan can read the rest of this book, and I can also read it!"
"Sister, what's on your mind?"
"Xiao Qiao, pack your bags. Aren't you the best at pretending to be a man? There is a ship not far from Kuaiji City. I heard from the housekeeper in the mansion that it only takes twenty days from Yangzhou to Jingzhou!"
"It's not too far from Jingzhou to Dongjun. Didn't Gong Jin say yesterday that Cao Cao was fighting in Yuzhou? Let's go find Fang Guang and see how he is doing. If Zijing can go, so can we!"
When Da Qiao said this, she didn't know why, but she thought of the words "sleep at full strength", and her cheeks turned red. She heard that her sister didn't reply for a long time, and she felt doubtful in her heart. She glanced at Xiao Qiao, her eyes were full of stars, and she looked towards the north.
Showing a cute smile.
"Okay, Jingzhou, Yuzhou, that's great. Sister, I've long been tired of seeing the scenery in Jiangdong. The pig demon journeys to the west. We are also traveling to the west. The beauties of Wu County are not as good as a pig!"
"Fang Datong, our sisters are here!"
Xiao Qiao is a practical person. He keeps talking and has already started to pack his bags quickly.
While the pair of girls were talking, night had already fallen on Sun Ce's military camp.
Half an hour later, a pair of small men wearing Zhou Yu's military armor rode out of the camp and headed straight for the gathering place for merchants in the west of Kuaiji City.
Fang Guang is from Yuzhou, and peach blossoms come naturally.
In Xuzhou, a place twenty miles away from Xiapi, Liu Bei's army, which came out of the city in full dress more than a month ago, now seemed to have become an army of beggar refugees.
Of the 20,000 elites, only more than 3,000 returned here today.
Except for Liu Guanzhang, Jian Yong, Mi Zhu, and Sun Qian, the more than three thousand people were all sallow and thin. Let alone fighting, it was already difficult to hold the weapons in their hands tightly.
Only a thousand of these soldiers died in Guangling. The others were all expendable and disappeared inexplicably in the land of Huaibei.
The word "people eat each other" has a bloody connotation. Everyone knows Liu Bei's story here.