Lu Bu's status today, with his means of general rise, simply do not have to personally deal with a not as good as its full brother as the father's attention, but also not as good as in the good to only show their most outstanding side to win the heart of the holy Zhang Xiu, only because this time to escort the envoys of the Yang lieutenant, only temporarily let him from the honor guard to get out of the way, or at least received a from the sixth grade of martial arts position.
This, too, is mostly on the face of his father Ma Teng, in the small court of Chang'an, is also a significant warlord, only to give the promotion.
After listening to Yan Qing's persuasion, Lu Bu stood to the side as steady as Mount Taishan, coldly watching this arrogant Ma Chao sensationally occupying dozens of rounds with the Zhao Yun he had sent out, gradually revealing his defeat.
Ma Chao is young and vigorous, take is to blood for blood frame fight, under is broken kettle kill move, pressure simply did not think to leave a way back; Zhao Yun is hidden front convergence, first Xu Xu dissolve the harsh attack, step by step steady, rhythm does not mess the slightest bit.
Patiently wait until the frequent but fruitless attack Ma Chao exhausted, and then sharp shot, a capture.
In a flash of lightning, Zhao Yun held the long snatch that was densely wrapped in soft cloth at the tip, and the tip of the spear accurately rested against the jaw of Ma Chao, who had been swept to the ground by one of his previous legs, and who was unable to get up from his chest by a strict foot, without trembling in the slightest.
If the fabric wrapped around the top was removed, if Zhao Yun really wanted to take Ma Chao's life, he would only need to exert a slight force on the now motionless robber's handle, and that would already be more than enough.
Zhao Yun did not get this authorization from Lu Bu, so he withdrew his hand in time when the victory and defeat were already divided, his eyelids slightly lowered, his gaze calm, his voice warm and cold, "I'm sorry."
The same is a white robe and silver armor, handsome appearance, young age, habitual weapon and are silver long snatch, extremely good at single combat, but is responsible for driving these coincidences Zhao Yun and Ma Chao, but like a water and a fire, temperament is very different.
Zhao Yun is recognized for his calmness and gravity, and his method is as exquisite as his person, free in and out, majestic, strong as a dragon and tiger, and as meticulous as water.
If Zhao Yun's mind is full of thoughts about how to kill Lu Bu, so that he can establish himself with the old troops left by his uncle, and Zhang Xiu, his senior brother who draws fame and fortune every day and neglects martial arts, is lucky enough to see this scene, he will also have to be ashamed of himself.
Having practiced on the battlefield, Zhao Yun is now a divine weapon with a proud sheath.
Ma Chao was panting, after being defeated so squarely, the fire that was hovering in his chest was invariably dispersed a lot.
His eyes sparkled as he stared earnestly at Zhao Yun's face with its flat and quiet expression and pleaded for advice, "I'm defeated, may I ask what this general's first name is?"
After defeating him, Zhao Yun, who thought that he was many times more experienced in dealing with the enemy, more or less felt that there was a little bit of victory, so he did not show any joy on his face, but nodded his head calmly, and did not reply to the words of this person who was still an enemy and not a friend for the time being; instead, he turned around first, and orderly resumed his orders to Lu Bu, saying, "Yun has already won, and fortunately, I have not degraded the Lord's reputation."
"Well done." Lu Bu sits on top of the high platform, gently stroking his palm, the bottom of his eyes unfathomable, but he does not even look at the forceful, yet humble and courteous Zhao Yun ignited Ma Chao, but only continues to ask Zhao Yun: "What does Zi Long think?"
Without thinking, Zhao Yun gave an extremely high rating, "Excellent."
This excellent, naturally referred to Ma Chao's qualifications.
It does not mean that Ma Chao has given his all in his fight with Zhao Yun, and still lost by a small margin, which means that he is far inferior to Zhao Yun in terms of natural talent.
One side is in the prime of its young and vigorous life, and the other has just shed its youthfulness, put on the hair crown of a grown man, and been given the epithet.
While skill can be improved through countless hours of practice, the gap in experience is not something that can be simply bridged.
A do not know the sky and the earth, the fledgling calf, not coincidentally bumped into the peak period of the hundred battles of the tiger, the two relative comparison, Ma Chao in his father's group of soldiers in the western Liang also called a thousand miles of pick one of the martial arts naturally become completely inadequate, directly beaten to the ground.
To Yan Chongguang, the brain-damaged fan who already has Lu Bu as the jewel in his heart, Jin Ma Chao can still be viewed with impartiality if he is not called 'Lu Bu's second' and 'not losing to Lu Bu'.
However, this type of label overlaid on his body gave Yan Qing too deep an impression, and inevitably caused him to lose his interest in even watching the battle.
As soon as the sky darkened, Yan Qing returned from Guo Jia's place, and saw his lord lying on his back on the couch, his two long robust legs comfortably braced, holding a thin tome in his hands, reading intently.
To let outsiders see that Lu Bu, who is the lord of a power, is treating the golden sage books with such an immodest posture behind the people, I am afraid that no one who loves books can tolerate it.
Yan Qing was not one of them. But he saw Lu Bu was unusually so obsessed with reading, studious, even found him in, only lifted the curtains, the mouth of a vague sentence "immediately good", can not help but be suspicious.
He removed his tunic and slowly walked over to him, taking one side of the book in two fingers and tugging gently upward, he unceremoniously ripped it out of Lu Bu's hands.
Then glanced at the cover, saw the bright four big words "the secret art in the courtyard", could not help but heartily said a fruitful, and very speechless.
Lu Bu was taken away from the book, but also do not care, reach out and a pair of sturdy ape arms will be the beloved priest wine to easily into the arms, pasted to the ear to steal a fragrance.
Horizontally no one outside, Yan Qing also completely relaxed his body, sitting peacefully on his lap, his back meekly through the two layers of unsuitable material, pressed against that qi and blood exuberant rolling hot chest, mouth asked, "Ma Mengqi that matter, how was it finally disposed of?"
Lu Bu grabbed a wisp of faintly scented hair, placed on the lips gently kissed, and then said: "Both the Xingba is in front of the wrongdoing, ate a beating, but also do not want to bother with him, but also escorted Yang Tai Lieutenant came to the military officer, identity and timing are sensitive, then only a big deal, a small thing. It is always pressed by this imperial power, work in the way, too much suffocation."
Yan Qing gently patted his hand and pursued, "What about Ma Mengqi himself? What does the Lord think?"
He was about to answer reflexively, but in the next moment, he immediately paused.
While his face did not show any emotion, the alarm bells in his heart began to boom.
After this reminder, he suddenly remembered that Shiguang not only stared at Ma Chao for several eyes, but also anxiously advised him not to kill him painfully ......
"Bu didn't try it himself, but only heard Zi Long say it's a good seedling." Lu Bu spoke lightly, skimming over Ma Chao's merits, while racking his brain for words, "It's just that his temperament is too strong, and he's Ma Teng's own son, so I'm afraid it's not good to pull him in."
Yan Qing, unaware of his little caution, laughed, "That's not difficult."
Lu Bu raised an eyebrow, "Oh?"
Yan Qing smiled faintly and spoke the results he had just discussed with Guo Jia and the others, "All that is needed is to 'invite' His Majesty to Xu County, and everything will be solved."
At that time, not to mention Ma Teng's own son, even if it is Ma Teng himself, unless he is willing to give up his own rushing a childish son bowed down and bowed down in exchange for a high official position, grey roll back to the desolate western Liang to go, you will have to taste the taste of being subjected to Lu Bu.
Once the little emperor in the hands, the edict will be completely surnamed Lu, who is loyal, who is treacherous, who is obedient, who is contrary, are all turned over to become the master of the decision of Lu Bu.
Just like the original Cao Cao, no, at this moment Lu Bu fully deserves the evaluation of 'full of wings', can be much stronger than the history of Cao Cao out of this step to grasp the power, blackmailed the son of God to command the vassals of this move, the implementation of the chess, but also a few more points of certainty.
Whether it's the foolish Liu Zhang Liu Biao, or Gongsun Zan Cao Cao, if they dare to come to 'clear the side of the king', he'll be able to beat them all into insubordination.
As for Yuan Shao, after this battle, even if Lu Bu can't kill him for the time being, he is doomed to suffer a great deal of vitality, and at best, he is just lingering on, and is completely insufficient to worry about.
I don't know how long the rich Jizhou can put up the Yuan banner in the hands of those three brothers who are fighting each other.
Lu Bu's eyes flashed, quickly calculating in his mind for a while, and then he said in the middle of the day, "How many men and horses are needed?"
Yan Qing couldn't help but laugh, "My lord has heard the word 'welcome' as 'rob', could it be that to welcome His Majesty, one must first bring several tens of thousands of troops and horses and take Chang'an in a grandiose manner?"
Lu Bu snapped, "Or else?"
Yan Qing originally wanted to talk to him, but when he turned around and looked at Lu Bu's blear-eyed look, he couldn't help but feel a slight movement in his heart, wanting to tease him, "Lord might as well guess first?"
The soft jade and warm fragrance in the arms, Lu Bu a burst of mind, where can concentrate on guessing? Until he received a few eyeballs from Yan Qing, only to converge a lot, combined with the timing of this action, and Yan Qing's confident posture, he seriously pondered for a long time, and finally had a conjecture clearly surfaced.
Yan Qing keenly caught the change in his eyes and smiled, "Lord seems to have an answer."
"Just guessing is not much fun." Lu Bu suddenly said, "If I am lucky enough to guess, what will be the prize?"
Hearing these purposeful words, Yan Qing subconsciously swept downward, Lu Bu's crotch, which was rarely wrapped tightly, was really bulging and ready to go.
He instinctively want to refuse, but the thought that there have been a number of days did not make out properly, and now ushered in can be the little emperor this every now and then trouble trouble control in the heart of the good time, happy event, they also have some interest, so lightly cough, whispered: "If it is a win, just that book with you to choose the three sides, and study together."
Lu Bu was stunned, this sky really violently dropped a thought not even dare to think of fragrant pie down, can not help but gulp saliva, a pair of eyes with hungry wolves like light, without blinking doubled this benefit: "Three pages."
Yan Qing frowned slightly, although he felt that this was too much weight, but after a moment's hesitation, he felt that the probability of Lu Bu guessing it out was only one out of ten I'm afraid, so he still answered, "Okay, but only one guess."
This fully mobilized Lu Bu's motivation to think. He immediately overturned the previous hasty answer, resting his cheeks and pondering for nearly a tea time, during which he was so concentrated that he couldn't even be bothered to make a move on Yan Qing.
Yan Qing did not rush either, elegantly pouring herself a cup of hot tea while enjoying his changing face with interest.
When Lu Bu finally came up with the answer, he was actually so excited that he slammed his knee and pressed down on his intense excitement, coming up to Yan Qing's ear and saying, "Locust infestation?"
Yan Qing couldn't help but widen his eyes.
--Lu Bu really guessed it at once.
Author's Note: It's going to be a busy month throughout January~ so I don't feel like I'll be able to stick to my full schedule, but I'll still try to keep updating!
The good news is that it will be over by the end of next month.