I received my adopted son in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 216 Take Chenghua Avenue and Arrive at Erxian Bridge
"The boy thinks that father and brother have been deceived by father and reversed cause and effect."

Looking at the confused faces of the two, Sima Yi shook his head and said, "The real logic should be to form a complete court structure, and a county already has enough talents."

"Whether Fan Kuai, Xiao Hena and other natural talents, or Zhou Bo and Cao Shen practiced later, as long as the great achievements of the ancestors are established step by step, these people who have already climbed the dragon and the phoenix will eventually gradually become the pillars of the country."

"Yi'er means..."

Sima and his son had indeed never considered the problem from this angle, so they couldn't help being very surprised. Sima Fang twisted his beard and said: "Talent is just a thousand-mile horse, usually a thousand-mile horse often has one, but Bole doesn't often have one."

"It is true that the great man has made great contributions to the meritorious officials, but most of them followed Gaozu first. When the great man is established and ranks as a minister, the world will feel that Pei County is full of talents?"

"Not bad." Sima Yi nodded, feeling that this father is more sensible, better than his elder brother.

Old Dong also smiled gratifiedly at this time, looked at Sima Yi and continued: "Then Yi'er thinks that the generals under the old man's command are well-equipped?"

"According to my child, there is brother Lu Fengxian who is brave enough to win the three armies and is unparalleled in imperial cavalry; Gao Fangli is the one who is good at training soldiers and is good at defending the soldiers."

"Zhang Wenyuan, a light-riding guerrilla, with both courage and strategy; Xu Shenghua, who is good at guarding, loyal and reliable; Zhang Youwei, a rising star of Xiliang iron cavalry, who is invincible in fierce battles, and guards his father from left to right.

Sima Yi pointed his fingers and counted them in detail: "As for other ordinary generals who can perfectly execute Dad's military orders, there are countless others. In addition, there are famous generals who are in charge of the overall situation. Dad's reserves of generals are already sufficient."

"En." Old Dong nodded deeply when he heard the words, and agreed, "I think so too."

When he said look, he looked aside, Yan Liang was stunned, and before he could move his donkey, he moved the plate forward: "Gong Ji, eat some more."

"If you want to eat anything, just tell me. Our Jiaofangsili cooperates with Futailou, and we can deliver any delicious food in the world."

Yan Liang was not calm at the time: What does it mean that the structure of the generals under your command is already sufficient, and co-authoring means that one more of me is not too many, and one less of me is not too many?

And suddenly asked me to eat as much as I want, and I will tell you what I want to eat... According to you, this meal will be my last meal, wait... This turn is a bit steep, right?

Yan Liang was taken aback for a moment, but after he realized it, his expression became tense: "Mother, is the captain no longer thinking about it seriously?"

"Oh, I don't think about it." Dong Zhuo looked at Yan Liang regretfully, with admiration on his face: "Gong Ji is a famous general in Hebei, he is so proud, he has already proved by his actions that he will not surrender to this old man."

"Leaving you in the mill to grind again is tantamount to simple humiliation."

"The old man is also a member of the army, and he knows the truth that soldiers can be killed but not humiliated. You and I are destined to have no fate in this life, and we can only wait for the next life to continue."

As he said that, he took Yan Liang's hand affectionately, clapped it twice and said, "Don't worry, your funeral will be held in a splendid manner. At that time, the old man will play the suona himself, and see you off all the way."

Sima Yi couldn't help but add to the drama, saying: "General Yan, don't worry, Dad's song "Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix" was prepared for me at the beginning."

"Although I returned safely from Huai County, my father stopped practicing for a while. But just like riding a horse, once you learn it, it's easy to pick it up again."

"On the day of the general's grand burial, I believe that Dad will find a state of fullness, and blow out emotional and desolate funeral music, so that you can rest in peace under the nine springs..."

Hearing this, Old Dong nodded his head in response, expressing that he would not disappoint Yan Liang that day.

Then he looked outside again, and said angrily, "What the hell is Chun Shisanniang doing!...General Yan is just being polite to the old man, why does she take it seriously?"

"Hurry up and serve the food!"

When Wei Zi heard this, he got up immediately and said, "Taiwei calm down, let's go down and urge..."

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble Wei Shi. The food in Futai Building is always delicious, especially the portion is very generous." Sima Lang picked up the chopsticks on the table and looked at Yan Liang gratefully: "Thanks to General Yan this time, It’s a blessing to be here.”

"Well, remember to ask for [-]-year-old Tusu fine wine. The distilled wine made by the Taiwei is too strong, and I'm not used to it." Sima Fang also set the dishes.

"Gong Ji, I was rude before and treated you slowly." Dian Wei also said sullenly, "When the wine comes later, I will drink a few more bowls with you, and I will take it as an apology."

"Hey, hey..."

Seeing the suona looking for the suona, the urging the food, the saliva swallowing... Yan Liang suddenly felt a little magical: You, you don't intend to ask more, do you have my opinion as the client?
I would rather die than surrender, I admit, I was a little angry before.

But if you don’t think about it carefully, if I’m really ready for the jade to be broken rather than the tile, I’d have smashed my head on the millstone.

Can't the doctor just say that I have a fever, and you plan to pull me out to burn it?

I think that I can still be rescued, as long as you have a little more patience...

However, Yan Liang, who was being held up, could only watch helplessly, watching Chun Shisanniang order her maid to deliver good food and wine, and introduced them one by one: "General Yan, this plate is called Baiyu Tofu."

"It is made of high-quality tofu with monkey brains, which are blended through multiple processes. Looking at the crystal clear white, how does it match today's scene?"

Yan Liang: "??..."

Then another plate of braised pork ribs was brought out, and he said: "This is the most frequently ordered dish in Futai Restaurant. It was originally called braised pork ribs, but when it is used on generals, it should be called 'broken bones'."

Yan Liang: "??..."

Followed by a large plate of haggis buns, Lao Dong cut open with a delicate and sharp dagger, and the inside was immediately steaming and fragrant: "Gong Ji, this was originally called belly buns. But today, with you here, Presumably the name 'disemboweled' would be more appropriate!"

Yan Liang: "??..."

The next one is soaked chicken feet, Sima Yi took it and put it on the table: "General Yan, can this dish be called 'broken hands and feet'?"

Yan Liang: "??..."

Sima Fang also became interested, took Chun Shisanniang's next casserole fish head, and said, "So, this dish should be called 'want the head'?"

Before Yan Liang could be surprised, Sima Lang brought up the last dish of chicken soup, and said, "Then this should be 'to die for'. It just echoes the name of my father's dish, and it's even better for General Yan!"

"Yes, Not Bad!……"

Old Dong immediately rolled up his sleeves and laughed heartily: "Come, come, everyone, eat while it's hot... Don't be dazed, Gong Ji, I ordered it for you, and leave early after eating."

"Let's go, let's go?..." Hearing these sensational dish names, Yan Liang, a big man in Angzang, wanted to cry: "Which way to go, Taiwei?"

"Of course it is Huangquan Road." Old Dong personally sandwiched a piece of ribs for Yan Liang, and said, "How about taking Chenghua Avenue and Erxian Bridge?"

After a series of intensive psychological torture, Yan Liang finally collapsed, and asked weakly: "Tai, Taiwei... If the general agrees to serve at this time, I wonder if there is still time?"

As soon as the words fell, everyone sitting around the table put down their chopsticks in unison, with unkind faces.

Especially Old Dong said seriously with a regretful expression on his face: "Gongji, I don't want to talk nonsense. You see, I have prepared so much. When I go back when I was young, I plan to review Suona."

"Just now, there's already a teaser brewing in my stomach..." Sima Fang shook his head and sighed.

Dian Wei drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp, and said displeasedly: "I still plan to do it myself, at least it will make Gongji walk more quickly."

"Everyone, everyone's thoughts, a certain leader..."

Yan Liang quickly stopped, and said: "But after thinking about it carefully, the Taiwei assists the emperor and revives the Han Dynasty, and he is following the heavens. If you follow Yuan's bandit and seek rebellion, isn't death also a useless death?"

"But, you just heard that, the general structure under the old man's command is full..." Old Dong still expressed his embarrassment.

"It's okay, let the last general be a pawn!"

"Okay..." Old Dong seemed to have lost his appetite, and he waved his hands unhappily and said, "Go to the prisoner camp first to accept labor and ideological reform, and see your performance when the time comes, and I will think about it later."

"Thank you, Lieutenant!"

(End of this chapter)