Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 337 The Wind Rises

  The next day.

  Fei sneaked into the south of Anyi City, climbed the altar to sacrifice the flag, and led everyone to make an oath.

  Besides Feiqian’s camp outside the city, there was an extra flag beside the three-color flagpole, with red letters on a white background, and the words "Recovering Shangjun" were written on it.

   People call it the Banner of Recovery.

  The news that Feiqian's staff declared that they would restore Shangjun spread like the wind.

  Just under the blowing of this gust of wind, some people are happy, some are annoyed, some are surprised and some sneer...

   Wei Ke in the Wei Mansion was writing. He paused for a while with his hand holding Langhao, and said, "Got it." Then he continued to write.

After finishing the last stroke, Wei Ji put Langhao on the pen mountain, took the paperweight aside, raised the paper to look at it, frowned, as if he was not very satisfied with what he had written just now, so he threw the paper casually to the table.

   Wei Ji stood up, shook his sleeves, put his hands behind his back, walked out of the study, and stood on the porch.

  After the spring rain, the plants and trees in the courtyard seem to seize this opportunity and stretch their waists desperately. A black line was swimming above the bluestone, and when we got closer, we could see clearly that it was a group of small black ants, busy carrying something back and forth...

   Wei Ji stood in front of this black line, staring at the group of black ants in a daze.

  A few ants deviated from the original route, and walked out tentatively with some hesitation, stopped for a while, and then walked a little...

  Suddenly, a huge black shadow stopped above these ants, and then fell down...

  Wei Ke used clogs to gently run over the ants who had left the team, and then muttered in a very soft voice: "Ants still have to behave like ants, you know?"

  A gust of wind blew, and the piece of paper on the table was blown by the wind, floated up, and fell to the ground. There were four large characters on the spread paper "Gentlemen are not weapons"...

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  Inside the Anyi government office, the mansion of the prefect Wangyi.

  Wang Yi didn't look sick at all. On the contrary, it seemed that his face was rosy because of the rest these days. He looked at Jun Cheng Lu Chang and said, "Is this really the case?"

  Lu Chang nodded, expressing that it was absolutely true.

  Wang Yi said "Oh" and nodded, and then immediately laughed "Haha" twice, not knowing what it meant.

Lu Chang couldn't figure out what Wang Yi meant. Seeing that Wang Yi didn't speak for a long time, he couldn't hold back. After all, this happened in the southwestern suburb of Anyi, so it was right under his nose, so he turned a blind eye. Is it okay?

Besides, Wang Yi has been "sick" for so many days. Although there is nothing serious about the affairs of the county, he can't keep being "sick" like this. There is a time limit, and he has to pay for it anyway, right? ?

  Lu Chang tentatively asked: "Ming Gong, what should we do with this matter?"

  Wang Yi didn't say anything, but picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and blinked, as if he was savoring the taste of the tea soup.

  Lu Chang felt a little helpless, but he could only wait quietly.

  Wang Yi smiled and signaled Lu Chang to drink tea.

In the Han Dynasty, tea was not brewed, but boiled, and the tea was added according to personal preferences, so the taste of the tea soup was varied, and some tangerine peel, cinnamon sticks, or even muddy flavors were avoided. Too surprised, sometimes even if it is the same person, what they drink in the morning and what they drink at night will be different.

   But Wang Yi is a bit special here. Lu Chang has been here a few times, and they all have the same taste, the taste of ginger. Wang Yi only drinks **** tea.

Wang Yi put down the tea bowl, turned it lightly with his hands, watched the bubbles of the tea soup floating in the tea bowl, and said slowly: "Ten years ago, when I drank tea, I liked sweetness and aroma, and I often added more than ten things to the soup; Five years ago, there were only four or five kinds of onions, ginger, green salt, and dogwood that were often added; now, only **** is added, and the rest are discarded."

  Lu Chang also looked at the tea bowl when he heard the words, and seemed to have a little understanding of what Wang Yi meant.

When I was young, I was very greedy, I wanted everything, and I wanted everything, so I added everything, but not all of them were suitable for me. When I reached a certain age, I began to know what was suitable and what was not suitable, so I began to choose. In the end, you decide on the one that suits you best...

  This is the case with tea soup, and it may be the same now.

   Just…

   "Then, where is the Wei family?" Lu Chang asked, "Besides, there are still..."

  Wang Yi tapped lightly on the table, as if to stop Lu Chang from continuing, and said: "The way to cook tea should be just right, if it's too old, it's tasteless."

  Lu Chang responded, nodded, and said, "...that's fine."

  Wang Yi raised his head and looked to the south, his eyes seemed to have crossed the courtyard, the city wall, and went all the way to the south, "No matter what, this is a good thing..."

  Lu Chang also turned his head to look. Neither of them had the intention to speak, and they sat quietly in the hall like wood carvings.

  A gust of wind hit, blowing the clothes of the two people in the room, and blowing the beards and hairs of the two people, but it couldn't blow the two people's bodies like wooden sculptures...

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   On the outskirts of Anyi City.

  A line of troops is standing quietly, ready to go.

  Huang Cheng and Ma Yan stood in front of the team, holding the reins of the horses, waiting quietly without speaking.

  Beside the road, Fei Qian was explaining something to Jia Qu and Huang Xu.

   "...Okay, let's send it here, you guys go back." Fei Qian felt that he had almost finished speaking, so he turned around and prepared to move forward.

   Jia Qu hesitated for a moment, but took two steps forward and called Fei Qian to a stop.

   "My lord, Zichu is older than me, so it's better to focus on him." Jia Qu looked at Huang Xu, cupped his hands, and said to Fei Qian again.

  Fei Qian turned around, looked at Jia Qu and Huang Xu, was silent for a while, then shook his head.

"Liang Dao, you have a calm mind and careful thinking. I understand your concerns, but there is really no need. I am relieved that the camp is in your hands. Liang Dao, you don't have to refuse. Zichu, if two soldiers fight each other In killing enemies on the battlefield, Liang Dao is not as good as you, but you are not as good as Liang Dao because of people's thinking and strategizing. You have to cooperate well with Liang Dao. If your opinion is different from Liang Dao, listen to Liang Dao You know, this place is actually very small, but we will have a lot of space in the future." Fei Qian looked at Jia Qu and Huang Xu, and said seriously.

   Jia Qu and Huang Xu looked at each other, and they also bowed their hands in earnest.

   Fei Qian nodded, bid farewell to Jia Qu and Huang Xu again, turned around and pulled the reins, and got on the horse.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew up the yellow sand above the road, and the flags and streamers danced violently in the air. Like an invisible hand playing a war tune.

   Everyone looked up, and a thought came to their minds.

   "The wind is blowing..."

   Crazy...Crazy...I can't access Dianniang with my mobile phone...Is this the rhythm of death...Or is Dianniang upgraded now, and even the password of the underpants has been changed?

  (end of this chapter)