The sound of the wind whimpered from outside.

Gongsun Zhi unfolded the letter with the warm yellow lights. The handwriting on it exuded a graceful and elegant atmosphere, and he could no longer be familiar with it. He just looked at the beginning and his complicated and anxious mood gradually calmed down.

Good luck to your husband:

Everything at home is as usual. Li Changshi, Wang Junzhu, and Bing Junzhu often come to the mansion to visit Zhenger, and they also have the intention of teaching them accordingly. Zhenger is good at studying now and was praised by the three elders last month. After the autumn, she was so tall that she was almost tall. I was shocked by this and thought she had some illness. Later, she found a doctor to check it carefully and felt at ease. It seemed that she would soon find a concubine for Zhenger...

.... The white wolf of my husband has not come back. I have searched the hunter and looked up the mountain, but I have never seen it. As the saying goes: The old dog will not die at home. I think it will leave the mansion. I hope my husband will not worry. In addition, Hongchang left without saying goodbye and many things have not been taken away. I sent someone to search for it. I can't find any trace in the north. Perhaps it was because I did it a little, but no matter what, I waited for my husband to come back to punish me... After this sentence, I suddenly drew a smile. Cai Yan was a talented woman who was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. A smile was vividly drawn. Looking closely, combined with that sentence, it had a playful and profound meaning.

At the end of the letter, the handwriting suddenly changed, and it seemed straight and powerful. I wrote a short sentence like this: Dad, come back soon, my mother wants to take a concubine for Zhenger, so ugly! Also, bring back my brother who has never been masked.

"This brat."

In the warm yellow light, Gongsun Zhi folded his family's books and put them in his arms, and his stiff face became soft. Only outside the expedition did he realize that the ties between his family were so valuable.

He leaned against the back of the chair and looked at the brazier above and said softly the title hidden deep in his memory.

“…wife.”

The wind and snow whimpered across the eaves, and it didn't seem harsh.

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The wind and snow roar.

"Zhang Yide"

In the hall in the courtyard, the lights were brightly lit and the grand banquet was extremely noisy. The leader of the caravan, the generals in the army, and the strategists held up cups and caught people toast. The wines lasted for a long time. Some people who were unable to drink had an early stage, either found the room and slept soundly, or ran outside to the snow and ice outside and vomited loudly.

At the center of the table, the giant man stepped on the Hu bench, held the pottery pot in his hands and looked into his mouth with big mouthfuls. It spread through the corners of his mouth and dripped outside, wetting his clothes, and many empty cans were placed around his feet. Dian Wei stared at Zhang Fei, who was also black and red, opposite: "...I still have two cans, I can't drink you to death tonight!"

"I'm afraid of you?! Come again"

In the hall where the noise roared from time to time, Pan Feng hid in the corner with a can of wine, took out a folded letter from his arms and read it. From time to time, he touched the bearded man and made a silly smirk: "Haha... my golden lotus will be supported to walk."

In his voice, someone walked over from him, came to Ma Chao and raised him to respect him: "I have heard that Ma Chao in Xiliang has been invincible and is famous in Jiangdong for a long time, but unfortunately I can't meet him."

"The name of Jiangdong's little overlord is very famous for a long time. You and I are all people who use guns..." Both of them are tall and strong. As soon as they sat down, they occupied one-third of the table and squeezed everyone away.

Zhou Yu, who was not far away, looked at the two people sitting side by side, buzzing with their heads, turned around with a gentle smile to Xun Chen beside him, and raised the glass cup gracefully: "My brother likes a general with high martial arts skills, Yu apologizes to the husband on behalf of his brother."

"It's okay, it's okay. There are many martial artists who discuss martial arts like this, and Chen has long been accustomed to it."

Outside the hall was a courtyard covered with heavy snow, sculptures, flowerbeds, and trees all turned pale in the hanging fire. Lu Bu came from the other side, and most of the nearby soldiers gathered under the eaves to drink some wine, roast the stove, eat cooked food, and then changed their companions who stood guard. When they saw tall and mighty figures walking through the braziers, they all stood up to salute each other.

Before he reached the entrance of the hall, Lu Bu stopped and vaguely heard a familiar sound from behind a rockery opposite, as if he was arguing, and then turned into intermittent speech. He took a step and walked over, and the sound became clear.

"It's you again, what are you doing sneakily?"

"Xun is just too noisy in the idle hall. Come out to have some breathing and take a look at the different things in the Sabre Garden. If there is anything offense... Huh, is the lady reading the house letter?"

On the wooden railing under the eaves, Lu Lingqi sat on it against the stone pillar, shook her feet gently, and saw the other party staring at the letter home in her hand, hurriedly covering her chest, narrowing her eyes into slits: "Don't you? Why do you ask so much?"

Lu Xun looked at the letters covered by the girl and fell silent. After a while, he said in a low voice: "Xun... His parents died early, and his only uncle was no longer there. No one would write a letter to me..."

Over there, the girl sitting on the wooden railing looked at him calmly. She slowly calmed down. She smiled and shook the letter at Lu Xun: "Then come here, Lingqi read it to you, just treat it as your family wrote it to you."

"...I'm afraid this is not good."

"I'll call you here, come here, what are you talking about?" Lu Lingqi glared at him, and Lu Xun on the other side was suddenly scolded. After all, hesitated for a moment, slowly moved his foot to the past...

Under the eaves of the rockery, the mighty figure saw all this in his eyes. He turned around and walked into the noisy hall with a lone lobby, attracting Gao Shun, who was drinking alone, and whispered: "Go outside and get rid of the young man next to Lingqi... Don't say what I ordered."

"ah?"

The general who had always talked less and majestic looked outside, but was pulled back by Lu Bu. He nodded with a smile on his lips but did not dare to laugh, bowing: "Yes."

Not long after, a panic sound came from under the eaves over there.

"This general...what are you going to do?"

"Uncle Gao...you clench your fists..." This is the girl shouting.

There was still heavy snow in the sky, and the snowflakes were spinning in the wind, spreading out in a row, and I heard the screams of "Ah" resounding throughout the snowy night. This night, which had different meanings to the Han people, threw away the majesty of leading the past, and released the pressure on the long-term marching and combat. All kinds of things, at least at this moment, they were themselves and seemed real.

At the wine table on the right side of the hall, Huang Zhong put a few pots on it, and someone took the bow and arrow to compete with Xiahou Yuan to test the archery technique, which won many people's cheers. Then, he used the alcohol to discuss whether to go outside to ride a horse and compete the archery technique.

Wei Yan pulled Ma Dai to compensate for the previous vanguard competition. He didn't have to take it seriously. After a while, he asked the other party's swordsmanship. He was still quite admired for the competition that day.

In the military camp, the bonfire was burning, and the handsome tent under the White Wolf's banner was the first time Zhao Yun did not practice martial arts. He sat under the lights and flipped through the military parade. His gaze made him feel a little uncomfortable. A girl named Ma Yunlu lay on the desk, holding her chin, blinking her bright big eyes, looking at the soft light and focusing on her handsome outline, she couldn't help but chuckled: "...It's so beautiful!"

It was the first time I felt that it wasn't that cold.

On the rugged road to Hecadon Biru, the shaking carriage stopped under the escort of cavalry, and came towards a team of dozens of people. When they saw the woman in the lead, they hurriedly bowed their respects.

"The wind and snow are so strong, thank you for your hard work." Ren Hongchang also knew the etiquette. She was not a member of the army. It was for Gongsun Zhi that the other party could salute her, so he would not be arrogant. But inadvertently, the curtain of the carriage was stroking, and half of the woman's face was exposed, as if he was watching what was happening outside.

"Who is in that car?" Ren Hongchang turned his head and smiled with a beautiful face.

"Mrs. Return to the second wife, he is a high priest in Fando City..." The leader's cavalry was naturally unhappy about escorting a Fanbon woman at night, and then dismounted and whispered: "The lord didn't summon her again, so he ran here."

Ren Hongchang turned over and got off his horse, putting off his hood: "Then I want to meet you even more." As he said that, the man had already stood in the car and chased him, lifted the curtain and walked in. It was not spacious inside. It collapsed softly. Balaerxin looked at the Selius woman who suddenly broke in, frowned: "This is a carriage for the high priest. Please go down, Selius woman."

Ren Hongchang, who was blocking the curtain, smiled even more. His thumb slowly pushed the handle of the knife. Just as Bala Erxin fell the last word "man", there was a clang in the air. The cavalry escorted outside was naturally familiar with such a sound. In the turn of sight, the lit-up carriage was shaking.
Chapter completed!