Zhou Yu, who was in Fang Guang's arms, heard Sun Ce's drunken words even though he was drunk.
He opened his sleepy eyes and straightened up from Fang Guang's arms.
At this time, Lujiang Mei Fangguang realized that he had been leaning on the yellow scarf boy, and his face suddenly turned red.
"My father Sun Jian, when he was in Nanyang, he beheaded Wang Rui and Zhang Zi in anger, which shocked the world. All the scholars said that Sun Gongwen's tyranny was equal to that of Xiliang tigers and wolves!"
"Actually, my mother and I were both in the army at that time. The Changsha soldiers, under the command of my father, went north to attack Dong Zhuo for the sake of the great Han Dynasty!"
"It's just that my father only has a military position and has never been promoted to filial piety and integrity. My family is in Fuchun, let alone a high-ranking family!"
"In the Nanyang lineage, let alone military food supply, even the city gates were not opened to Changsha soldiers and horses. I still remember that when I was fourteen years old, I camped under the county city. I was so hungry that I couldn't sleep. My mother asked the servants to pick the food in the mountains. Please give me some fruits to satisfy my brother’s hunger.”
"It was snowing heavily. I was tired and hungry and couldn't sleep, so I wanted to go to the toilet and find some rice and meat to wrap my belly. When I got to the hall, I happened to see my father, Cheng Pu, Han Dang and others leading the way. Soldiers, talk around Zhang Zi!"
"Everyone has been hungry for several days, and their words are very unpleasant. The Nanyang governor came to the army alone, but his face was full of contempt, and he didn't take our family in his eyes at all!"
Although Sun Ce was drunk, these words were extremely clear and unambiguous. Obviously, the scene and words were already engraved in his heart.
Zhou Yu had heard this story before. He no longer stopped Sun Ce from talking while drinking, but looked at his close friend with sympathy in his eyes.
"Zhang Ziyan said that when it comes to important matters in the country, there are ministers at the top and gatekeepers from aristocratic families at the bottom. How could it be the turn of a Changsha prefect to take care of it? He also said that my father and son led the troops north with ulterior motives!"
"Zhang Zi crossed his hands and stared at the sky with an expression that I will never dare or forget in this lifetime!"
"The governor of Nanyang said that since Nanyang has food, it should also support the troops of the famous families. We are starving to death, and we are asking for it. What does the official in Changsha have to do with Nanyang?"
"In my eyes, my father has been brave and heroic all his life. But at that time, in front of the helpless prefect, my father could only feel ashamed, as if the Sun family had really done something wrong!"
"From that day on, I knew that if you have a low family background, even if you have great ambitions, in the eyes of others, they are just a joke. If you want to achieve something, there are countless gates pulling your legs and feet, preventing people from entering. !”
After Sun Ce said this, he seemed to wake up a little. He looked up at Fang Guang, the corners of his mouth raised, and he was blocked by something in his heart.
"Originally, except for Gong Jin, whoever I was with in the high sect of Jiangdong felt that he was quite contemptuous. I thought that there should be a gap between the high sects in the world and the rest of them, which is so deep that it will never be filled!"
"But I didn't expect that I still have a good family status. You, a yellow turban boy and a country man, can control so many high-ranking people without applause, and still make people admire you. It's true, it's true!"
When Sun Ce said this, he was drunk again. He couldn't think of words and his eyes gradually became blurred.
Sun Ce was drunk and spoke so confidentially, which surprised Fang Guang. He still remembered the incident between Sun Jian and Zhang Zi and couldn't help but ask.
"Bo Fu, you lost this bet. Why did you only tell half of what happened back then? How is Zhang Zi? What happened to the Changsha Army?"
Sun Ce, who was lying on the wine table and snoring, could no longer answer Fang Guang's question.
Still beside Fang Guang, Zhou Yu slowly spoke.
"Zhang Zi, the prefect of Nanyang, was proud of his family status and chopped him into pieces for the rebels. That night, Sun Gong's troops entered the city and gained countless grains and fodder!"
"Everyone in the world knows what happened next. The soldiers and horses of Xiliang were repeatedly defeated by Sun Gong. Yuan Shu was afraid that Sun Gong would become too powerful and cut off the supplies of the soldiers and horses in Changsha. Sun Gong returned south in anger, and was ambushed by Liu Biao and shot to death in Xiangyang Xian.
Mountain!"
"The reason why I helped Bo Fu so much and even turned against my family was because I heard this story in the first place!"
"How big is the Nine Provinces of the Han Dynasty? How many heroes are scattered in the mountains and fields of low gates? It is really ridiculous to judge heroism based on family status. I just feel that Bo Fu Yingcai is far better than the children of Jiangdong high gate! Why should heroes submit?
That high gate, under the deer and hog?"
"I originally thought that the Yellow Turban lineage is what makes the difference!"
"Now that I think about it, there are so many talented people in the countryside who are as talented as those from low-level families."
Zhou Yu looked at Fang Guang and spoke his mind. He personally explained the answer to a question that historians have been puzzled over for thousands of years.
Why did he want to be in Lujiang and disobey the clan?
The hostility towards Fang Guang in Zhou Yu's eyes had long since dissipated, and his slender eyes revealed warmth and kindness.
"Tomorrow when we sober up, Bo Fu and I will return to the south. Sisters Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao have grown up with me since they were young, and they are like family members. I will leave it to you from now on!"
"One word should be reminded. Although Cao Mengde is a hero, he is suspicious by nature. If you, a country boy, violate his taboo someday, you may not care about your current feelings."
What Zhou Yu said was the inherent image of Cao Cao from the great families in the world. Fang Guang felt Zhou Lang's kindness. After hearing this, he just smiled lightly and did not comment.
Mizuro was such a proud man. When he saw Fang Guang laughing, he thought he was mocking his lack of understanding of people and his girlish nature, and he became unhappy again.
"Fang Datong, you have many talents under your command, and Dongjun is strong. I am Jiangdong, or in land warfare, I am not as good as you in field warfare."
"It's just that the land east of the Yangtze River has the advantage of a great river. If you dare to return to Wu County and fight on the river, I will definitely not remember what happened today."
When it comes to arrogance, Zhou Lang is probably the number one in the Three Kingdoms. Fang Guang knows his temperament and does not feel dissatisfied when listening to the man in front of him.
Suddenly something moved in his heart, he remembered what happened during the day, and he slowly asked.
"I know Gong Jin is a great talent, but when that day comes, the rivers will hunt, and the Yanzhou navy may not be able to build boats, but fast boats will be first-rate!"
"What did Xiao Qiao say to you during the day? After hearing this, Gong Jin was willing to treat me, a person born in the Yellow Turban, a little better?"
Fang Guang teased Zhou Lang, but in his heart, he also wanted to know Xiao Qiao's words.
An inexplicable look flashed in Zhou Yu's eyes. Unlike Sun Ce, he didn't think much about marrying a girl from Jiangdong. It was only family affection mixed in that made him come thousands of miles north.
Thinking of Xiao Qiao's words, Zhou Lang couldn't help but feel sour.
"My sister said that she was naughty in Jiangdong and did a lot of wrong things. Although she was dissatisfied on the face afterwards, she still regretted it a lot in her heart!"
"Only the thing about coming north to Xuchang is God's mercy, and I don't have any regrets in my heart."
"Meeting you in this life, the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, is nothing!"
When Zhou Yu said the last sentence, his face showed a shy expression like Xiao Qiao, which obviously brought into the girl's mood.
Fang Guang didn't expect that that quirky girl would be so determined in her heart and value herself so much.
He took a deep breath and nodded heavily to Zhou Yu, feeling warm in his heart.