The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 1101 The Story of Saibei Flying General (End of the book)
In a blink of an eye, time has passed for a long time.

One morning in early summer, when the dew was still hanging on the tops of the green leaves, on the mountain road leading to Youxi Village, a group of outsiders came, two men, two women, and three children.

Several people were dressed in ordinary clothes, but they exuded an inexplicable aura, which caused the villagers along the way to see them, and some of them dared not look directly at them.Even in occasional conversations, the villagers bowed their heads respectfully to show their respect.

On the contrary, the three children were more lively, running forward on the mountain road, stopping every once in a while, urging and yelling to the parents who were behind them: Father, mother, hurry up!

Then, he set off again and continued to run forward.

After entering Youxi Village, many of the villagers here recognized these people, and some of them greeted them with a smile in the field: "Master Lu, are you here to visit the old man again?"

The man with half-white hair on his temples nodded with a gentle smile, and greeted the farmer politely.

After a few people walked away.

"Old Liu, who were those people just now? They look very unusual?" Some farmers took advantage of the break to press their arms on the hoe poles, and asked curiously about the farmers who had just greeted them. Chinese.

Lao Liu actually doesn't know much about the Lu family.He remembered that when he was a child, Old Man Lu brought his wife to live here. Some of his parents and even grandparents seemed to remember Old Man Lu's wife, and said that he had settled here for a long time many years ago. for a while.

Later, for unknown reasons, they moved out.

As for his two sons, Lao Liu knew even less. Some said they were on errands in the city, while others said they were the confidantes of the sheriff of a certain place.In short, he had a much higher status than those farmers who only knew how to rake and hoe in the fields.

Shouting 'Master Lu' is sure to be right.

The other peasants were convinced of this, and even nodded their heads very convincedly. Thinking about the walking posture of the two of them just now, they are walking like dragons and tigers. It turns out that they are the masters who have become officials.

These words were also heard later, and the two brothers naturally would not argue with these peasants. If they really revealed their identities, they would probably break the courage of these peasants, not to mention that neither of them wanted to disturb the old man. Come live in peace.

A lot of talking, just laughing and laughing.

A short walk further on is the land of my own family.In the field, a young man in his early twenties was bending over to weed and repel insects, his head was sweating.

Lu Zhuan called out to him, the young man turned his head and was overjoyed when he saw the person coming. Then he put down the agricultural tools in his hands, washed his hands by the stream, and came out of the field barefoot.

"Second uncle, little uncle, why are you here?"

It can be seen that the young man is very happy.

"I haven't seen you for a year. You seem to have grown taller again."

Lu Xiao, who had a short black beard, patted the nephew on the shoulder and laughed.Compared with the elder brother Lu Zhuan who became the emperor, he, the younger brother, looked obviously much younger, with a strong body and not even a trace of white hair on his head.

"Where's the old man?"

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Lu Xiao got straight to the point.

The young man naturally knew what he was referring to. He first glanced in the direction of his yard, and then lowered his voice: "Uncles, my grandfather has a bad temper recently, and he gets angry at every turn. He is probably basking in the sun in the yard right now. Uncle, please be careful."

For this nephew's kind reminder, Lu Xiao didn't take it to heart at all. He was beaten less when he was a child?

Walking along the avenue built with yellow mud, there are many green bamboos planted on both sides of the road, which is shady and refreshing.

After climbing a short section of hillside, there is a farmyard. There is no long courtyard wall around it like other villages. You can walk in directly from the intersection. There are four houses built inside, and the one in the middle is the tallest and largest. On the rammed yellow mud wall, there are four big characters written in limestone: Lu Family Courtyard.

In the bamboo forest at the back of the yard, there is a cemetery where a horse is buried. The stone carving was carved by the old man himself with a hammer and a chisel. On it is "Red Tudor Chasing the Wind" inscribed by him. The inscription reads:

The raging fire blows the majestic wind, and the red clouds reflect the blue sky.

The wilderness is easy to gallop, and the flames of war are surging in the sky.

Qi Ji has good breeds, and BMW treats heroes.

Long-term driving is like electricity, it is really worthy of life and death.

In the yard, the old man narrowed his eyes slightly, lying on the rocking chair made by his son-in-law, basking in the sun comfortably.

His wife Yan Wei, who has been with her for many years, is sitting on a stool not far away, holding a needle and thread in her hand, and picking up the soles of her shoes, but her eyesight is not as good as before, and even simple threading and threading takes a long time.

But she was not in a hurry, everything was in order.

"Father, we see you coming!"

Before he reached the courtyard here, he heard Lu Xiao's majestic shout from afar.

The mother-in-law Yan Wei was stunned for a moment, and then naturally she was extremely happy. She put all the needles, thread and shoe soles on the stool, got up and went to greet her son and daughter-in-law.

The old man was lying on the rocking chair, still motionless, but he echoed in dissatisfaction: "Why are you shouting so loudly, I'm not deaf!"

After a while, the two brothers brought their wives and children to the old man and greeted him honestly.

A woman wearing a cloth apron came out of the stove and saw her two younger brothers. Lu Lingqi had a bright smile on her face, but when her eyes passed by Lu Zhuan, there was a lot of distress in her eyes: "Qingtong, why do you have hair?" Is it all white?"

Lu Zhuan smiled.

The family and the country are important matters, and I dare not be tired for a day.

After that, the two daughters-in-law accompanied their mother and sister to the house to talk and help, while the two sons stayed in the courtyard to chat with the old man.

"Recently, is there still a war?" The old man lay on the rocking chair and asked seemingly indifferently.

"We stopped fighting two years ago. The Hu people in the north, the countries in the Western Regions in the west, and Guishuang in the west of the Western Regions were all beaten by us. Compared with the previous Han Dynasty, the territory map of the entire Ding Kingdom It has expanded by more than half..."

Lu Zhuan got up and refilled his father's empty cup with tea.

The old man said 'hmm', took a sip from his cup, and asked slowly: "I heard that in addition to Guishuang, there are also big countries such as Rome and Anxi in the west. Will you fight in the future?"

Lu Zhuan shook his head slightly, as if he was a little tired: "In my dynasty, I probably won't fight anymore. These years, I have been in charge of the capital, and my younger brother has been fighting everywhere. Although he has always been invincible, the war It has always been a waste of people and money, and many sons and daughters have never returned to their homeland after they went to other places. I still want to leave more family property for the next generation. Even if I can’t expand the land and open borders, at least I can ensure the stability of the world and there will be no famine..."

The old man nodded and said 'that's fine'.

Afterwards, he asked Lu Xiao again: "Second brother, what are your plans?"

"What plans can I have? If there is no war, what's the point in this world? It's so boring!"

Lu Xiao grabbed the fruit in the fruit plate and took a big bite, the juice flowed down his lips into his lush beard, he said nonchalantly: "I have already handed over the military power to the boss. Encouraging me to usurp the throne and seek power. I thought about it, let’s forget it, look, the boss is all white, I don’t want to be trapped in the palace every day, facing piles of memorials that are taller than the pile..."

"I, I brought my wife, mother and children, so I won't leave this time. No matter if you want to play knives or archery, Dad, you also have a partner, right? As for if you still want to fight in the future, let the boss transfer me back. .”

After hearing the second son's plan, the old man was very pleased.

"Okay, I won't chat with you guys anymore. It's almost noon and the school is about to finish. I should go pick up Qing'er."

With that said, the old man got up from the rocking chair.

"Father, let me go."

Lu Xiao finished the fruit in his hand and spoke first.

Qing'er, that is, his sister's daughter.

The old man likes this little granddaughter the most. Not only is the little girl lively and cute, she is exactly the same as her sister when she was young.

However, the little girl's father was not very popular with the old man. Maybe it was because the question of "odds change and even the same" when they first met made the old man confused, or the later behavior and thinking were too weird and biased, which made the old man feel confused. Difficult to accept.

The old man was not happy, so he put on a straight face, and said angrily: "It's not that I can't walk anymore, there's no need for you to go for me."

Then he walked away with his hands behind his back.

In the east of Youxi Village, there is a small school with a gentle teacher in charge of teaching the children in the village to read and write.

During the class period, whether it is a farmer plowing in the field or a woman washing clothes by the river, you can hear the sound of Lang Lang reading from the school from a distance.

When it was time to leave school, after the old man picked up his little granddaughter, he led her back the same way.

On the way back, the little girl kept running ahead along the main road, and at the same time shouted innocently: "Ah Weng, come and chase me!"

This is also a game often played between her and her grandfather.

This time, however, was different.

While running, she suddenly realized that there was no shadow behind her, so she turned back again, and the gray-haired A Weng was leaning against a big tree, panting heavily.

"Qing'er, Ah Weng can't move anymore, I'll lean on and rest for a while."

The old man raised his hand, his throat was very dry.

"Then Aunt, take a break. Today the master told us the story of the flying general outside the Great Wall in class. I will tell you, okay?" The little girl was not in a hurry to go home, she had a new story, She always likes to be the first to share with Ah Ong.

Hearing the word 'flying general', the old man's eyes suddenly lit up, and there seemed to be many fragments flashing in his mind, one scene after another.

He seems to have returned to his youth, holding a halberd, riding on a tall steed, waving his hand, and the thousands of troops and horses behind him are like a torrent of iron armor, rumbling forward indomitably, destroying the dead.

The screen turned quickly, and the old man's eyelids gradually drooped unconsciously.

The moment he finally closed it, he saw a stunned young guy standing under the tree with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. In front of him was a woman with bright eyes and bright teeth. The young man handed over the flowers with a worried voice: Wei Niang, I, I like you!
The master was playing the piano for him, while Cao Xing and his fellows shouted loudly, promising him, promising him.

The blushing on that woman's face is so pretty!
At this time, the little girl stood up straight, gestured like a martial finger, and her body was full and straight. Her immature but very loud voice echoed in the valley: Bingzhou Flying General Lu Fengxian, nine feet long, with extraordinary physical strength, With a Fang Tianji in his hand, he is invincible in the world...

(End of this chapter)