He Yan came to Xia Hou'e, who was covered in dirt, and put a large cloak on her.
Originally, He Yan wanted to teach him a few words, but seeing Xia Hou'e's miserable appearance, he was too embarrassed to continue speaking.
However, Xia Hou'e cheered up after seeing He Yan: "General, are you here to save me?"
"No, I'm here for a walk."
"..."
Xia Hou'e stared at He Yan, as if she wanted to remember He Yan's appearance completely in her heart.
He Yan sighed: "Don't make trouble, I am your brother. Do you know how worried Uncle Miaocai is when he sees you missing? Come back with me quickly!"
"Brother?"
Xia Hou'e's little head was full of doubts, and then she shook her head with certainty: "Impossible! The Xia Hou family cannot give birth to a man as good-looking as you!"
…
That makes sense.
But it was said next time!
"I am your brother from the Cao family."
He Yan stretched out his palm: "Let's go, I'll take you home!"
"I do not want!"
Surprisingly, Xia Hou'e did not intend to follow He Yan back.
"If you don't go back, are you going to continue digging wild vegetables?"
Obviously Xia Hou'e was trembling a little at this time, but the naughty child still said stubbornly: "I won't go back until I find a husband like Sima Xiangru!"
He Yan squinted his eyes and directly labeled Xia Hou'e as "hopeless".
He simply found a clean tree stump to sit down and asked Xu Hu to help him brew the fried noodles he had brought.
Xia Hou'e, who had been hungry for several days and could only eat wild vegetables, could not bear this kind of torture. However, after a few breaths, she came over pitifully and tugged on He Yan's sleeve: "Brother, I want to eat too."
"Come back with me, don't say one bowl, just ten bowls!"
Hearing this, Xia Hou'e closed her mouth again, but her eyes revealed a strong belief, which was constantly burning He Yan.
"It's useless for you to waste your time. Once these soldiers under my command have eaten this meal, they will tie you back even if they are kidnapped."
He Yan continued to pour cold water on Xia Hou'e: "I'm not Uncle Miaocai. I don't care even if I make a few holes for you."
Only then did Xia Hou'e realize that He Yan was different from Xia Hou Yuan, a member of the Xiahou clan who had doted on her. She couldn't help biting her lips, and was struggling in her heart.
After a long time, when He Yan almost finished his bowl of fried noodles, Xia Hou'e finally came up with a countermeasure: "But even if you take me back, I will still run out!"
"Ah."
He Yan raised the bowl high, and when the last drop of noodle tea slipped into his throat, he called Xu Hu to his side: "Go and break her legs. It's best to be gentle so that she doesn't hurt too much."
Xia Hou'e:???
Can such cold words be spit out with such warm lips?
At this moment, she felt that the handsome brother in front of her was nothing more than a beast!
"Here!"
Xu Hu was also an honest man. From the moment Cao Cao handed him over to He Yan, the meaning of his life was only He Yan. Not to mention Xia Hou'e's leg, even Xu Chu's leg they dared to break without hesitation!
Of course, the premise is that they can defeat Xu Chu.
Seeing such a burly man like Xu Hu getting closer and closer to her, Xia Hou'e finally got scared, and a cry like a broken gong burst out from her delicate neck.
He Yan came to her: "How is it? Can you go back?"
"Wow!"
"Crying? Crying counts as time! Xu Hu! Come on!"
"..."
Xia Hou'e's tears came and went as quickly as they came. She put them back in a blink of an eye and stared at He Yan with an extremely sad and angry look.
Seeing that the naughty child was frightened, He Yan was willing to talk to Xia Hou'e properly at this time: "You, the noble daughter of the Xia Hou family, wouldn't you like to find a man with good character to marry in the future? You must learn from Zhuo Wenjun.
, Zhuo Wenjun was able to find a good horse like Sima Xiangru because of his ability, what else can you do besides digging wild vegetables?"
He Yan didn't say the most important thing.
Today it is no longer what it was like in Sima Xiangru’s time.
If a poor family in the Eastern Han Dynasty wanted to get ahead, it was not enough to be good at splendid articles.
Apart from becoming a disciple of a master of Confucian classics and being accepted by the scholar class, all that was left was to go to the battlefield and gamble his life to gain wealth.
What's more, now that the path of Confucian classics has been basically blocked with the decline of the Han Dynasty, the only way for poor families to stand out is to go into battle to kill the enemy.
The question is... on the battlefield, how many children from poor families can charge forward?
If Xia Hou'e really finds such a person, then there is a high probability that she will get married, have children, become a widow, and meet Cao Cao, ahem...
In short, He Yan really can't understand the brain circuit of this kind of person, instead of leaving good high-quality stocks, he insists on finding potential stocks or even junk stocks.
"I do not want!"
Xia Hou'e naturally had her own reasons: "The children of the aristocratic families I know either only know how to recite scriptures in a rigid way, or they are all extremely vulgar. They are not my ideal husband!"
He Yan:......
Unsurprisingly, of the two types of people Xia Hou'e mentioned, the former is a scholar who is qualified to be elected as "filial and honest", while the latter is a good family son who can go into battle to kill the enemy and become an elite at debut, right?
This kind of man, who in the eyes of every parent is a "golden turtle son-in-law", Xia Hou'e actually demoted him to be useless.
"Then what kind of man do you like?"
When Xia Hou'e heard that someone was finally willing to listen to her opinion, she also showed longing: "The best kind is the one with a good appearance and a good expression, with a solemn and cheerful smile, a cheerful and clear movement, a dragon and a phoenix, a natural nature, and a good accumulation of energy.
Stones are like jade, pine trees are like green emeralds, the beauty of the man is unique and unparalleled in the world, and he is both civil and military..."
"Xu Hu! Break her legs!"
He Yan couldn't bear it anymore and immediately closed the door and let Xu Hu go.
"Don't!"
Xia Hou'e screamed and looked at He Yan aggrievedly: "You asked me to say it!"
"hiss--"
He Yan didn't find it so difficult when facing Liu Xie and others. He immediately squatted down depressedly and hugged himself in distress.
"wrong……"
He Yan suddenly thought of something and raised his head to look at Xia Hou'e suddenly. The hot light made Xia Hou'e take two steps back.
"I know someone like this! Do you want to marry him?"
Xia Hou'e's eyes suddenly lit up: "Who is it?"
He Yan counted the advantages of this person with his fingers: "His surname is Zhao Mingyun, and he is from Changshan. He just killed Yuan Shao's general recently and moved him to the rank of Zhonglang General of the Guard! In appearance... he is only one step behind me.
Little bit! But he is very tall and tall. The most important thing is——"
"He is very honest!"
He Yan looked very much like a pyramid schemer at this time: "For such a person, it won't be long before Sikong will marry you and find a wife for you. You must seize the opportunity!"
Xia Hou'e was obviously moved, but she still asked: "How about Zhao Yun... his literary talent?"
"Okay! Great! A little better than me!"
Xia Hou'e stood up suddenly: "Let's go! Brother, take me to Guandu!"