In terms of black belly, I have never been afraid of anyone in the Three Kingdoms Chapter Twelve, May I Win Cai Wenji, the White Head Will Not Be Separated
Chapter Twelve, May I Win Cai Wenji, the White Head Will Not Be Separated
"Ah, Mr. Datong, please don't use force, uh, this is it!"
In front of Fang Guang, Li Dian couldn't help but screamed when he saw Mr. Adviser hit him so neatly and more gracefully than himself, and covered his face with one hand in pain.
Something happened, something happened. I followed my lord's instructions and surprised Mr. Datong. It seemed like a mistake.
There is no hint of sympathy in Mr.'s close combat skills. Now, when a pair of beautiful people met for the first time, there was a strange spark of friction.
"Hey, who are you?"
Fang Guang, who subconsciously lifted the man off the horse, knelt down on one knee and already touched his waist with one hand.
joke.
These are troubled times, and the last insurance in Fang Guang's heart has never been removed.
It wasn't until he heard Mancheng's exclamation that he realized something was wrong. Fang Guang leaned over and looked, and the figure's faceplate rolled out as he hugged him.
Under the visor, a cold and beautiful face with a hint of sadness in its eyes, but still somewhat dissatisfied, was looking at him coldly.
The woman he hugged and threw was actually a beautiful woman whom he had seen for the first time since time travel. Her appearance was rare, and her temperament was even rarer!
An ordinary woman would have shed tears after being treated like this by him. Now, although the woman beneath her was so painful that her forehead was sweating, she didn't even complain.
"Mr. Datong, this is a good match given to me by my lord, Cai Yong, the late emperor's attendant, and Miss Cai Yan, the daughter of Mr. Cai!"
"Miss Cai's family background, talent and beauty are rare in the world. Why is Mr. Datong so rude when we first meet him?"
After hearing Li Dian's words, Fang Guang felt ashamed for the first time after arriving in this world.
He scratched his head and carefully lifted up the woman on the ground with both hands. Cai Yan saw his cautious look, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.
"Girl, don't blame me. Ming Gong is marching eastward, and Yanzhou is not stable. I have something in my heart, so I didn't do it seriously. I guess the girl didn't get hurt anywhere."
After listening to his words, Cai Yan slowly took off his armor, revealing a white coat.
She lifted up her sleeves, and there was already a bruise on her jade-like forearm.
"Fang Guang, whose courtesy name is Datong, right? This is how you treat people when Mr. Cao asked me to come here to get to know you? But after hearing about the Wei family in Hezhong, you knew that I was a slave, so you established your authority here?"
The woman in front of him had a cold voice, and the meaning behind her words made Fang Guang feel full of pity.
Cai Yan, Cai Wenji, and Fang Guang both knew that this talented woman had a miserable life. How could she not know that?
Thinking of the daughter of a famous official of a generation, living in the north and spreading the rumors of Hujia eighteen pictures for posterity, the fate of the delicate girl is really rough.
Now I have been hurt by myself, but I don’t even have the intention to complain.
This woman, after coming to this world, has suffered countless grievances before she is like this!
Fang Guang suddenly felt love and pity in his heart.
He was not from this world and was not bound by the etiquette of the late Han Dynasty. After hearing Cai Yan's words, he gritted his teeth and chuckled, took two steps forward, picked up the girl's leg with one hand and hugged her in his arms.
"Ke Fu? Why should Ke Fu say anything in front of our Fang Guang?"
"Since it is a gift from Duke Ming and I dare not refuse it, General Mancheng will go to the post house in the city to rest first, but he will invite the general to a wedding banquet and drinks in a few days!"
After Fang Guang finished speaking, without further words, he held Cai Yan's waist with one hand, put his other hand on the saddle and jumped onto the horse.
"You, you are still a scoundrel!"
Before Cai Yan was arranged by Cao Cao, she asked about Fang Guang's name. In her mind, those born in the Yellow Turban were either arrogant or conservative and cherished their lives.
But she didn't expect that Fang Guang would be so free and unrestrained, holding her in his arms in front of hundreds of stunned people in Dong County.
A black horse galloped towards the governor's mansion with a neighing sound.
Cai Yan, who was in Fang Guang's arms, bit his lower lip as he listened to the cheers of the common people and soldiers, smelled the strong manly scent in his nose.
There was no word for the whole night, and it was not until three o'clock in the morning on the second day that Fang Guang smiled all over his face and began to stretch his body beside the bed.
On the couch, the talented Cai Yan looked at the fierce Fang Guang, but she didn't even have the strength to lift her little finger.
"He is really from the Yellow Turban Army, and he does everything he can without hesitation!"
Cai Yan's words almost made Fang Guangshou's blood boil again.
Looking at the woman's delicate face, Fang Guang finally restrained himself.
"Just wait, I will cook myself and prepare some delicious food for you!"
"After eating for a while, I will definitely teach you the rhythm. I am good at all the six arts, but the rhythm is slightly worse. I am wise enough to match you to my wife!"
While Fang Guang was teasing, he gently helped Cai Yan cover up the quilt and strode towards the dining room.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, most folk cooking was stewing. Although there were no iron pots for a while, Fang Guang prepared a copper pot with bronze in his mansion for his own entertainment.
He cooked a few dishes at random and almost swallowed the talented Cai Yan's own tongue.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, there were not so many red tapes when it came to marriage between men and women. Cai Yan had originally made up his mind that committing himself to Fang Guang was just a way to repay Cao Cao's kindness.
It was only after the two of them got along for a few days that the talented Cai Yan discovered to her surprise that her husband, a former Yellow Turban captain, was not only proficient in martial arts, but also knew everything about music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
In addition to piano skills, he could give Fang Guang a lesson or two, but he actually controlled himself in other talents.
As for piano playing, Fang Guang was not very familiar with the playing skills. He was proficient in all kinds of bizarre tunes. One of the strange tunes sounded like snow, which made Cai Yan burst into tears.
Cao Cao is really good at judging people, and Chen Liu, a talented woman, and Fang Guang are a rare good match in this world.
Fang Guang, the actual governor of Dongjun, has been handling official duties at the mansion every day since Cai Yan arrived.
Chen Gong's party and the Yanzhou nobles were originally very concerned about him. Seeing him like this, the people under surveillance thought that they were born in the Yellow Turban Army and were prone to indulge in drinking and sex, so they gradually began to despise him.
For several days, suddenly one day, a wedding invitation was sent out from the governor's mansion. It turned out that three days later, Fang Guang was going to hold a wedding banquet for the head of the gentry in the city.
In the quiet room of the governor's mansion, Guo Jia, who had just returned from outside the city to collect food supplies, had obviously sensed the unusual undercurrent in Yanzhou. With a worried look on his face, he came to discuss important matters with Fang Guang.
"Datong, you are an extraordinary talent, I know it very well, but the situation in Yanzhou is wrong. Zhang Miao and Wu Zi have not paid food for a full month and a half!"
"I heard Mancheng say, Chen Liu, there is an unknown Qingqi passing through Puyang County. You are going to hold a wedding banquet now. Are you a bit too wild?"
"Also, I heard from Mancheng that on the day of the wedding banquet, you will open the city gates day and night to welcome the nobles from the townships and counties. If someone takes advantage of this, then..."
Guo Jia had a worried look on his face, but Fang Guang had known that the talented man would ask this question today.
I also know that Guo Jia is quite easy to talk to. If Xun Yu had stayed here, I'm afraid he would have slapped the table and told him to be careful.
He took out a letter from his arms and handed it to Guo Jia in front of him.
Guo Jia, who always prided himself on having nothing to do to disturb his mood, couldn't help but feel his heart beat a few times just after reading the letter. The more he read the letter, the more frightened he became.
The more he looked at the Yellow Turban Army comrade in front of him, the stronger his admiration became.