"Buzz!"
Lü Bu was forced back three feet,
His feet exerted force,
He stabilized at the edge of the training field,
He raised his head and looked at the expressionless soldier opposite him,
He gripped the hilt of his saber tightly and suppressed his desire to vent.
He kicked his feet,
He leaped high,
The mo saber slashed down from above.
The soldier did not panic and directly used his saber to block the attack. His eyes were very calm,
He took advantage of the situation and neatly placed the spear in his hand on Lü Bu's neck.
Lü Bu pressed down on his saber and shield, ignoring the spear on his neck,
He looked at the dignified soldier and asked, "Who are you?"
The soldier retracted his spear and cupped his fists. "I am Guo Si!"
"Guo Si?" Lü Bu narrowed his eyes and sized up this very calm soldier.
After some thought, he said indifferently, "I will remember you. Congratulations on becoming a member of the Cangyun Army."
A loss was a loss,
Lü Bu's expression was very natural,
He also cupped his fists and returned the salute to that person.
After that person left the stage, Lü Bu still stood on the tall training field and looked down at the soldiers below the stage,
He did not let a single person go.
When he returned to the Dong residence at night, Lü Bu did not have anyone to send him back. As soon as he returned, he talked to Xie Lige about this matter,
His tone was filled with certainty.
"Guo Si?"
"Yes."
Lü Bu raised his head and looked at Xie Lige, who was correcting official documents,
He nodded,
And said, "He defeated me in only two moves."
Xie Lige put down the official document in his hand and lowered his head to look at Lü Bu, who was wearing black armor and was as tall as his waist. His gaze swept across him with a serious expression. He sighed and said, "Do you like him?"
Lu Bu thought for a moment. In his mind flashed the image of that soldier's eyes when he heard that he could become a member of the Cangyun Army. He nodded his head with some hesitation.
Xie Lige was surprised. "You like it?"
Lü Bu shook his head again. "No, I think the reason why he can join Cangyun is because he seems to admire Godfather a lot."
Xie Lige's curiosity was piqued when he heard this. He pointed at himself in disbelief and said, "… Respect me?"
Ever since he came to this world, he had never thought of himself as a good person. Everything he did was like a bad person. How could there still be people who admired him?
Lü Bu didn't say anything. He silently raised his head and looked at Xie Lige, who was stuck for a moment. He lowered his head again, and his dark golden necklace drooped down to his chest. His small hands were clenched tightly.
After a while, Xie Lige came back to his senses. When he saw Lü Bu like this, he immediately understood. This child was still concerned about today's victory or defeat. Rationally, he knew that his skills were not as good as others, but he couldn't control his emotions.
Xie Lige swallowed his words and reached out to pat Lü Bu's head. "Go back and rest. We'll continue tomorrow. I hope you can give me another answer."
He didn't open his mouth to comfort him, but it didn't mean that he didn't care. Xie Lige felt that Lü Bu didn't look like he wanted to comfort him. He lowered his head expressionlessly because he was suppressing his current weakness. It was best for adults to pretend that they didn't see anything and just act as usual.
As expected, this method was very useful.
Lü Bu immediately perked up. He clasped his hands and said, "Yes."
After he finished speaking, he immediately walked out of the room, his eyes filled with determination. Xie Lige continued to look at the documents on the table with an expression of wanting to cry but having no tears to shed.
When would he be able to have a counselor?
The Three Kingdoms was a time of frequent war in history. It was also the battlefield where counselors shone brightly. Many people had left a deep mark in history. Zhuge Liang, Guo Jia, Jia Xu, Xu Shu, Pang Tong … However, among these people, only Jia Xu was from Liangzhou. The others were still little brats.
Xie Lige sighed. The Poisonous Scholar Jia Xu was a counselor under Dong Zhuo in history. He was talented but unrecognized. It wasn't until the Battle of Chang 'an that he met Cao Cao that he shone brilliantly and lived until he was 79 years old.
Xie Lige admired this person.
Cao Cao had a suspicious personality. As his highly regarded counselor, Jia Xu knew a lot of secrets. However, he wasn't killed after he had outlived his usefulness. He even lived until he was promoted. His descendants lived happily and naturally died of old age. How could it not be scary?
When the System first came to this world, it gave Xie Lige a ranking of counselors and generals. The highest ranking on the page of counselors was Jia Xu. There was an evaluation written in big red words — a flawless plan!
These four words made Xie Lige firmly remember this person's name.
Xie Lige swore that if he really met Jia Xu, he was sure that he would cherish his life and keep him alive for his own safety.
At least he wouldn't be stupid enough to listen to that b * tch He Jin and catch the little emperor.
Xie Lige was crying in his heart, but his face was still expressionless. He glanced at the document in his hand from top to bottom, picked up the pen next to him again, and began to work.
He worked until midnight. Xie Lige yawned and went back to his room to rest.
He didn't sleep that night.
Xie Lige got up early and rushed to the study to start another day of work. The weather was slowly getting cold. He had to settle the people in the city. Most of the documents sent to him couldn't be delayed for a moment. Xie Lige didn't want to cause any casualties to the people because of his mistakes. Naturally, he forced himself to learn.
If he didn't know how to approve, then he would ask and learn.
Because Xie Lige had been a Ten Thousand Flower Valley in his previous world, he kept in touch with the Ten Thousand Flower Valley. The top students in the valley became his best targets to ask, especially the Master of the Eastern Valley. After hearing Xie Lige's description of the situation, the Master of the Eastern Valley immediately wrote a one-meter-long letter to scold him.
There wasn't a single dirty word in the letter, but there was a hint of mockery between the lines. This made Xie Lige feel that he was unpardonable. Living in this world was a waste of air. If he died, it would be a waste of land. If he didn't die, it would be a waste of gold. After persevering under such heavy pressure for a few days, he finally learned how to correct official documents.
An afternoon passed just like that.
At night, Lü Bu would step into the study and seriously narrate his experience. The little guy's expression slowly changed from the initial unhappiness to silence. More and more people became part of the Cangyun Army.
Many times, Lü Bu would quietly tell Xie Lige that he went easy on him.
At that time, Xie Lige would laugh and ask him why.
Lü Bu didn't tell him the reason. He only said that he wanted to do it.
Xie Lige didn't blame him. He just lowered his head and smiled at him. "As long as you're sure you can do it, then it's fine."
After that, Lü Bu stayed in the study longer and longer. It was clearly time to rest, but he still insisted on staying in the study and looking at the black-armored man with a very serious expression. Often, when it was midnight, Lü Bu couldn't hold on and fell asleep. When he woke up, he was covered with a cloak. When he looked up, he saw that the black-armored man was still immersed in correcting official documents.
Many years later, Lü Bu would become a warlord who divided the world. Countless times, he would recall this scene from his childhood in his dreams. He began to understand everything that the man who appeared cold on the surface but actually doted on him carried.
Of course, Xie Lige didn't know what Lü Bu was thinking. He was still wondering why his son had been accompanying him until late at night for the past few days. He was about to let the latter go back to his room to sleep when he saw the seriousness in the latter's black eyes. He couldn't help but swallow his words. Forget it. If he wants to watch, then watch.
A few more days passed like this. On the last day of the martial arts competition, Lü Bu gave Xie Lige a surprise.
Uh …
It should be.
Anyway, at that time, Xie Lige was surprised to see a small figure carrying a young scholar coming in. Lu Bu's black armor, white feathers and jade crown, his long hair was combed up high. His small face was expressionless and his eyes were very calm. Only when he saw Xie Lige behind the table did his eyes suddenly brighten up.
He pursed his lips and walked in with the figure on his shoulder.
"Godfather, I found this person under the wall next to the martial arts competition. He said he was a descendant of Duke Duan and came to peek to know the situation in Liangzhou City."
Lü Bu knew who Duke Duan was. He was a Grand Commandant.
Because he had been a border general for a long time, his name shook the entire West Earth. Other races would tremble in fear when they heard his name. There were very few people in the border fortress who didn't admire this old general.
As he spoke, he took the opportunity to lift the young man on his shoulder into his hand. Uh, although he was carrying the young man, because of the difference in height between him and the young man, the green-robed scholar's feet finally touched the ground.
Xie Lige looked at the person who kept coughing, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "You are a descendant of Duke Duan?"
Why did this reason sound so familiar? He seemed to have seen it somewhere in his memory. Wait. An image flashed through Xie Lige's mind. It was the information provided by the System. He immediately suspected the identity of the person in front of him.
Xie Lige's lips curled into a smile. Wasn't this reason familiar?
He thought of an anecdote provided by the System. Jia Xu was not successful when he was young. He was ordered to be a filial and honest man. Due to illness, he resigned and headed west to return to his hometown.
In F-Land, he encountered a rebellion of other races. The dozens of people traveling with him were all captured. Jia Xu said, "I am Duke Duan's grandson. Don't hurt me. My family will definitely pay a large sum of money to ransom you."
Once these words were said, the other races all trembled with fear. They were afraid of Duke Duan's revenge. Thus, they made an oath with him and let him go. Everyone else was killed.
Thinking about it like this, the identity of the green-robed scholar in front of him was self-evident.
"Yes. After Duke Duan heard that there was a rebellion of the Qiang Tribe here, he was very worried and sent me to investigate." The green-robed scholar quickly stopped coughing and calmly spouted nonsense.
Xie Lige's tone was filled with surprise as he said, "Is that so?
But the Qiang Tribe only attacked the city a few days ago. After that, I sealed the city gates. The news shouldn't have spread. How did Duke Duan find out? "
The green-robed scholar was suddenly at a loss for words. It seemed that he had not expected Xie Lige to use this trick. He immediately understood that he had been exposed. However, he did not panic. His expression was very calm as he said, "It seems that the General knows my identity?"
Xie Lige looked at the green-robed scholar with a smile. He sized up this fat sheep who had voluntarily delivered himself to him. No matter how he looked, he was very satisfied.
Finally!!