Hero Is Late
As the night progressed, the hustle and bustle of the day gradually calmed down. Lu Bu quickly left the table and returned to his home. The box, dusty for many years, opened. Fang Tianhuaji, who had been galloping past it, was already challenging to lift. In this dream, he was not a person with natural divine power. Even though he had not given up the restraint of his body in the 20 years since he left the army, he was still unable to withstand the wear and tear of the years. , At this time, can only barely raise a hand.
Carefully wipe off the dust on the Fengtian painting halberd with a cloth dipped in water.
"Husband is leaving?" At some point, the wife came inside with the help of her daughter-in-law and saw Lu Bu opening the box with a smile on his face.
"No, I'm old." Lu Bu shook his head and put Fang Tianhuajie back in the box: "It's just that the old general has grown old, I want to see him again, some misunderstandings were not clearly explained then, and I will come back soon."
"It is up to the husband to decide these matters." The wife bowed down, came to Lu Bu, and held Lu Bu's hand.
"It's late, go rest." Lu Bu helped his wife brush her gray hair and smiled.
The wife shook her head. Due to his health, the husband and wife had not slept together long. He left slowly with the support of his two daughters-in-law.
Looking at his wife's back, Lu Bu sighed and did not look for the two concubines. What happened today affected him greatly, and he wanted to be alone.
The following day, Lu Bu brought his horses and was about to leave for Beiguan Dazhai, but he saw that the third son had arrived with a cart and was waiting in front of the door. There was a box on the cart. It was Lu Bu Fengtian. Beside him, along with the halberd's mouth, was Yan Xueyun.
"Father, mother asked the child to accompany father to Beiguan." The third son bowed to Lu Bu.
"I will go back when I leave. This is my father's plan. Are you afraid that people will rob me?" Lu Bu raised an eyebrow.
"I don't know, but my mother said... yesterday was the happiest day for my father to laugh in the last 20 years." The third son bowed down.
Lu Bu was silent. Yesterday... did he laugh? Feels like I haven't laughed in a long time.
"Brother, I often don't notice when people really laugh." Yan Xueyun smiled at Lu Bu.
"let's go." Lu Bu looked back at Lu Zhuang, but he didn't turn around. He turned his horse and took his son to Beiguan with Yan Xueyun's team.
Love is not far from Zhuang Beiguan. When Lv Bu decided to build Lvzhuang here, he realized it was a defensive loophole in Beiguan, so he set up his fort here. After wandering for more than 20 years, he returned to Beiguan again. At that time, it was already a matter of right and wrong. Most of the former Paos were no longer there, and those still alive were somewhat surprised to see Lu Bu return.
"Fengxian, why are you back?" His lieutenant was the one who spoke up and convinced Lu Bu to leave his wife. Now he is full of hair and looks even more significant than Lu Boo.
"I heard the general is ill, I'll see." Lu Bu pulled out his third son and introduced, "My third son."
"Do you want him to join the army?" On hearing these words, the other party's eyes lit up. Now Baiguan can't be compared to Lu Bu when he was there. In recent years, I have not found any good soldiers, let alone generals like Lu Bu.
When Lu Bu was there, people were relatively unconcerned, but after Lu Bu left, the fighting could have been smoother than it was when Lu Bu was there. Lu Bu's son, let alone comparing him to Lu Bu at that time, would be impossible even if he had half of Lu Bu's ability. A great commander.
"see her." Lu Bu asked to put away the Fang Tianhua halberd and hesitated momentarily: "How's the situation now?"
"It's too bad. It's been a long time since Beiguan sent new recruits. It's all our old guard. If you want, you can stay." After patting Lu Bu on the shoulder, she bowed to Yan Xueyun. to return
"Brother, come on." Yan Xueyun said to Lu Bu.
"Yes." Lu Bu nodded and followed Yan Xueyun to Beiguan Mansion. Before he started, he felt a strong scent of medicine.
Yan Xueyun stepped forward and knocked on the door. A scribe about the same age as Lu Bu came out, looked at Lu Bu, and was startled: "Is this Brother Lu?"
"Brother, this is my humble husband." Yan Xueyun said with a smile.
"I have seen the royal messenger." Lu Bu nodded and bowed to the other party.
"Not at all, General Beiguan's hero. How can I get this gift? It will kill me."
"Who's outside the door?" Yan Changkong's old voice came from the room, and Lu Bu's body shook slightly.
"Dad, this is Brother Lu who is here. This is the brother Lu Bu you often mentioned." Yan Xueyun immediately said, "Brother, come quickly."
"He." Yan Changkong said coldly, "What's the point of coming back? See if I'm still alive?"
When Lu Bu was about to enter the door, his leg froze, and he stopped there. He turned and wanted to leave, but the royal emissary pulled him away.
"Brother Lu!" She nodded slowly and said lowly, "Father-in-law's nature is so big. He respects his elders. What about his elder brother?"
Lu Bu was silent for a moment, then nodded, followed the messenger into the room, and saw Yan Xueyun on the sick bed, who had already picked up Yan Changkong. Although the fierce tiger has the strength of a tiger, the body cannot support it.
At the sight of Yan Changkong's appearance, the remaining resentment in Lu Bu's heart suddenly disappeared completely.
"Have you seen it? Without you, I, Yan Changkong, have been guarding the North Pass for twenty years, and will guard it for a long time in the future. Until I die, Hu Kou will never think of the South About to go…KKKK~" He coughed loudly before he could finish speaking.
"The last General... I want to come back to fight." After silence, Lu Bu looked at Yan Changkong and said.
"War? If I remember correctly, you are already fifty, right?" After being silent for a while, Yan Changkong said coldly.
"Tomorrow is my birthday and I am 50 years old." Lu Bu nodded.
"What's the use of coming back at this age? Go back." Yan Changcong sighed and said, "It is impossible for me to give you another promotion."
"You don't need a promotion, Bu is willing to be a pawn and then fight for general!" Lu Bu said seriously.
"Dad, the boy handed over to elder brother the memorial you wrote to the royal court a few years ago. Elder brother was supposed to come tomorrow, but he was preparing for the birthday party at home, so he came today." Yan Xueyun whispered.
"Damn, who taught you to do that!?" Yan Changcong cursed angrily.
Yan Xueyun, who was about fifty years old, did not dare to contradict his father's scolding at this time.
"I want to come myself." Lu Bu knelt down before Yan Changkong: "General, when Bu was young and ignorant and did not know the world, he made the general ugly. I beg the public to let Bu come back and have his The mistakes of these years should be rectified.
"You are also right." Yan Changcong sighed and said, "The imperial court does not care about the side generals, those who have done commendable deeds are not rewarded, those who have made mistakes are not punished, and they only spend the whole day in the capital. I know how to have fun." For a long time, good people have been reluctant to come to the side to join the army. You are right. This court is wrong~."
Because of just one background, all credit to Lu Bu's past was erased. Yan Changcong wanted to marry and change Lu Bu's location, but Lu Bu was already married, so it took a lot of work for him to succeed. Yan Changcong could only compensate for this in other ways. It's a pity... All the underprivileged kids in the army who are as talented as Lu Bu are gone, and some survivors won't say they're disabled. Still, after all, Lu Bu is more excellent than they are. There are others. Finally, talent has dried up in the frontier areas, and recruiting soldiers is even more difficult. ,
"Get up, let me take a good look~."
After twenty years of heart knots, Lu Bu opened up twenty years of regret. When he saw Lu Bu, Yan Changkong was gone, but the general situation was like this, Yan Changkong was helpless...