Yan Qing carries the gift and steps into Guo Jia's mansion, and when he asks his subordinate where he is, he is told that Guo Jia, who came to mock him not long ago in a lively manner, has already gone to bed.
Are you kidding me?
Normally at this hour, Guo Jia, a sweet-loving alcoholic, was afraid that he was still agonizing over which style of dessert to choose after the evening meal.
Despite not believing a single word of this answer, Yan Qing did not wish to make things difficult for an underling who had to lie according to Guo Jia's wishes, and only nodded slightly, courteously asking him to lead him to his chambers.
He was more curious, Guo Jia made such a mysterious, rather pretend to sleep to avoid him to see the reason is what?
Being dutifully led to the bedchamber, seeing the scene in front of him, Yan Qing knew that it was him who had overthought things just now.
Guo Jia's rare whim, personally coaxed the crying son to sleep, by this pile of self-imposed on the body of the troublesome errand to the head sweating, just heard the familiar footsteps of Yan Qing, hastily tiptoe out of bed, than a silent gesture, grabbed Yan Qing an arm, will pull him out.
Yan Qing followed him to the study, and smiled to see him ordering people to light up the lamps, before slowly flirting: "Feng Xiao is so virtuous wife and mother style, really called Qing impressed, heart very comfort also. Is it not thinking that Qing will be the teeth of the master, one day as a teacher, life as a father, only so cultivated, to perform well in front of the Qing?"
Guo Jia coolly swept him a glance, just about to return the favor, a burst of cool wind that did not come at the right time blew in from the open window, directly calling him a small shiver, and subconsciously tightened his body's hastily draped thin coat.
Although early to quit that future to harm his short life scattered, to regulate the body, but not a moment can be, so Guo Jia's physique is certainly not called frail, but also very thin and slender.
Yan Qing at first glance, it is difficult to suppress the feeling that only wearing a single coat, messy cloak, long hair scattered Guo Jia is very poor, can not help but have a little love heart, considerate to close the window, before turning to the mouth to thank Guo Jia said: "between you and me, why be polite? Can see this pair of living color begonia spring sleeping map, Qing has been not in vain this trip."
Guo Jia did not hesitate to put back the polite words on the verge of his mouth, and only rolled his eyes at Yan Qing, who had a compassionate face: "It's time to settle down for the night, and what are you doing here for no reason? You don't know the human condition of avoiding suspicion."
Yan Qing rightfully said, "How about something, and how about nothing? In the past, Feng Xiao still called Qing as his husband's master, to introduce himself to the pillow, how come not even a few months have passed, and then turned his face to be merciless?"
Guo Jia hugged his arms, reclined on the couch, sniffed and looked at him askance, no head asked: "Chong Guang came here, can mention it to the Lord?"
Yan Qing was studying where to put these two jars of wine in his hands, and heard him reply absentmindedly, "No, what's the point of bothering him with these trivial matters for no reason?"
Guo Jia tightly frowned, wanting to speak again for a long time, suddenly released to go between the brows tightly locked, gently smiling skimmed a sentence: "and let you again complacent for a few days."
Yan Qing turned his back to him and did not see any change in his expression, he only worshiped the wine altar to the table while lifting up the lid of one altar, letting the overflowing aroma of mellow wine drive away his uninvited complaints to Guo Jia, and casually said perfunctorily, "This is very good, I am afraid that Fengxiao will have to see me be proud for a while longer. Other than that, this is the wine that Qing buried when he first came to Yangzhou, and only took it out for less than a cup of tea, so if you don't take advantage of the opportunity to drink a few mouthfuls of it, the most mellow wine aroma will have to be dispersed."
The next moment he saw the drunkard, who had been pinched to his soft underbelly, walk over obediently, no longer able to take his eyes off of those two jars of wine brews that were superb at first sniff.
"Taste?" Yan Qing smiled slightly, invitingly extending the wine cup in his hand, Guo Jia was not polite, and with this cup, he moved over and drank it all in one go.
Yan Qing asked with a smile, "How was it?"
Guo Jia licked the remaining wine at the corner of his lips and sighed with a look of fondness: ''It's really good wine! Chongguang's skill in brewing wine can be considered unique in the world! It's a pity that the portion is a little less ......"
Yan Qing spread his hands and sighed hopelessly, ''Do you know how much grain it took to brew these two jars alone? It's much more expensive than those sold on the market. By that time, when we are verbally attacked, and the senate sentence about the stench of wine and meat at the vermilion gate and the frozen bones on the road, we will have to make a name for ourselves in the world."
Guo Jia did not raise his head and poured another full cup at the speed of fire.
Yan Qing good-naturedly support cheeks, see Guo Jia very enjoyable appearance, suddenly heard him as if unintentionally came sentence: "To open up a peaceful world, the people have to support, people do not suffer from hunger, then Jia again want to drink this wine, I think it must be as much as possible, right?"
How could Yan Qing not hear Guo Jia's words?
If you really according to the historical process, this wish is really more extravagant: from the chaos of the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty to the Three Kingdoms, and then to the Wei and Jin Dynasty, there is still a long and devastated road to go, and there are countless called the world's populace to suffer the pain of the havoc to be simmered.
Then the reason why he would wear to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty for no reason, is it that in addition to being able to protect the most admired and favorite Lu Bu according to his own selfishness, and tell him to be isolated, to support his own army, or by chance to get heaven's help, to unify the country, or in short, not to be defeated and die, he is also in the darkness of the fate of the history of the world, avoiding the dangerous road?
Yan Qing's mind turned over countless thoughts, suddenly came into contact with the direction never thought of, the heart could not help but shocked, and finally just sighed: "The prosperity of the country, the responsibility of the man. Only with the Lord alone, it is only difficult to call a lone palm, so we need to help each other. Although Qing is not talented, only wish to make a small contribution to protect the peace of the countryside, so that all the people away from suffering, I do not know how Fengxiao and how to think?"
Guo Jia turned his face to look at Yan Qing, the light in his eyes overflowing, deep and inexplicable, even though his face is thin, it is difficult to hide that the famous wise man of the ancient times of the unique and unique style of the great generation.
"Ask Jia how to think?" Guo Jia's lips gradually rippled with a smile, and he sighed longingly, "Since I have fallen for Chong Guang's big trick, where is there any way to retreat?"
"Ka or not great, but I wish to honor my soulmate with my will, and death will not be a burden."
Yan Qing uncomfortably averted her eyes, her eyes slightly hot, and for a moment she was actually nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah-nah.
As a result, the next moment, just a moment ago, still smiling, will he ruthlessly touched a pass of Guo Jia with a loss of gravity like a tumbler, face drunken red, without warning violently crooked, as if a puddle of mud completely fell into the arms of Yan Qing.
Wide sleeve a lift, bring up is not Xun Yu kind of charming light incense, but a burst of rushing wine gas.
Yan Qing: "............"
He was in a hurry to pass out drunk Guo Jia embrace, only to find that the altar of wine has been opened unconsciously to the bottom, suddenly crying and laughing, full of melancholy and touched by Guo Jia this whole gone.
Guo Jia is also rely on their own weekdays used to drink those a very low purity of wine, thought a thousand cups do not get drunk, greedy for this wine good flavor, fierce to so full of a altar, of course, by the ferocious aftermath of the bring dizzy.
What's going on here?
Yan Qing had two big heads, moving Guo Jia, whose body was as heavy as lead after being drunk, onto the couch, before he ordered his subordinates to come in and take care of him, and then stared at the delirious him for a while, his eyes full of difficulties.
Now really moved the stone stone their feet, wine sent out, but he did not even have time to say the real intention, tomorrow is early in the morning, where to spare time to ask Guo Jia's plan?
But since Guo Jia wasn't in a hurry to say it, it shouldn't be that tight.
Yan Qing let out a long sigh, and only instructed his subordinates to inform him as soon as Guo Jia woke up tomorrow, and then prepared to go back to the house on his own.
"Lord Chongguang," just as Yan Qing reached the door, a guard who had been placed by Lu Bu for his loyalty and reliability, and later sent by him to accompany Guo Jia, suddenly came and respectfully presented two small and large pouches, both of which were fancy and in the style of Guo Jia's flirtatious and amorous style: "In order to ensure that there are no failures on this trip, Mr. Guo said that before you left, he would give this to you, which contains two brilliant plans. In order to ensure the safety of this trip, Guo Jia has said that before you leave, this will be given to you, which contains two wonderful plans previously decided, and I hope it can be a help."
Yan Qing since crossing so long, or the first time to see the history of the much-talked-about 'brocade bag of brilliant plans', and even from the handwriting of the ghost talent Guo Jia, in the surprise, can not be said not to be pleasantly surprised by the anticipation.
No thanks to the top strategist of the world, the achievement of this idiomatic allusion to Zhuge Liang has not yet reached adulthood, Guo Jia first tossed out.
Face but only a calm smile, nodded and received, as if not curious at all, not even look at more than a glance into the arms, warmly asked: "Call Fengxiao bother. He may have other explanation?"
That person: "Guo Biejie Road, not in the event of a major indecisive moment, do not easily open. When dismantling also need to follow the order, first big and then small."
Yan Qing responded in a cloudy manner, instead keeping the two brocades close to his flesh as a sign of caution.
As a result, once back to the mansion, can not wait to go straight to the bedchamber, hurriedly closed the door, leaving himself alone in the house, without hesitation will be the outer clothing haphazardly removed, will be ironed by the body temperature warm two brocade pouches to pull out.
Open Guo Jia hand-prepared the wonderful plan brocade bag, can be far more than when he was a child in the New Year to open the red envelopes to call him excited, where can really honestly listen to the words have been holding back, things come to an end only to open?
Moreover, the "undecided" criterion is too vague and generalized. He even had to hesitate a little bit in deciding the color of the evening meal, and if he missed the opportunity because he was too tied up, wouldn't it be too late for him to regret?
To fulfill Guo Jia's mysterious, mysterious behavior, he should read it again, and then sealed in accordance with the original, the heart has a number of him, is not easy to find the right time to open in front of everyone, for him to greatly enhance his reputation?
After finding a number of grand excuses for his own acts of disobedience, Yan Qing was more than justified in removing the knot.
In the blink of an eye, the large, flat brocade pouch lay silently on the mattress, the finely folded note hidden inside having reached Yan Qing.
He unfolded it with great anticipation, and the result was to be met with a sprawling, vigorous handwriting of several large letters--
"What's the point of dismantling it before it's time?"
Yan Qing: "........................ .............................. "
Rushing to the people lowly own heaven harvest this sentence, he at this moment, can be said to completely understand why Guo Jia will be so short-lived.