"Do you want to drink?" Gongsun suddenly turned around and asked. "In the fifth month before, Xuande sent a lot of pickled plums to Chang'an from Huainan to my mother. My mother happened to be moving. In order to store them, she hid them in wine and brought them to Yecheng.

Well, it’s snowing today, why don’t we put aside our official duties for a while and entertain ourselves with pickled plums, boiling wine, and enjoying the snow?”

Everyone looked at each other more and more.

The snow falls one after another, but it cannot cover the burning heart.

In Nanyang Xinye, since the covenant has not been formally concluded, the princes from all walks of life have not dispersed. Just because this place is not under their jurisdiction, everyone simply lives in pavilions in the city. Since all the princes from the Central Plains are here,

It is inevitable that dignitaries, famous Confucian scholars, heroes and warriors will come and go in the city one after another in order to seek self-improvement, not to mention the princes from all walks of life who will also have accompanying scribes and heroes.

For a time, people from all walks of life gathered together, people came and went, socialized, and drank wine. Everyone was either discussing the general trend of the world, talking about the future situation, debating the true meaning of the classics, or simply holding their swords by the door and singing loudly.

Generosity...No one cares whether it's cold or not.

In the afternoon of this day, as the snow fell again in the mid-winter of November, Cao Cao was studying in the pavilion where he lived. Suddenly he heard that Xu Chu came to report that Liu Bei was visiting with Zhang Fei alone, and he was already at the door.

Cao Mengde quickly got up from the couch next to the stove and went out to greet him wearing wooden clogs.

"Brother, it's so pleasant to live here!" Liu Bei walked straight into the back room alone. He saw the books beside him on the couch from a distance, and was rarely moved and smiled.

Cao Cao immediately laughed out loud, quickly pushed Xu Chu away, stepped forward to hold the opponent's hands, and put his arms in together.

When the two sat down, Cao Cao naturally asked: "Why is my brother doing this?"

Liu Bei sat cross-legged on the couch and spoke calmly and slowly: "In May this year, when my foolish brother was patrolling the Jianghuai County, he saw the plums turning yellow during the plum rain season, and he happened to encounter the Amway caravan going south to buy tea passing by.

, I thought that Aunt Gongsun of Chang'an was from the Jianghuai area, and might be thinking about this, so she picked a lot of them, pickled them with salt, and asked them to send them to Chang'an to show her filial piety... Aunt Gongsun happened to be moving to the city after receiving the plums.

Yecheng, he wrote back to me and taught me, telling me that plums can be put into wine when they are green and yellow, and they can not only last for a long time, but also make the wine taste delicious!"

When Cao Cao heard about plums, tea, and wine, he was already salivating. Now when he heard the last word, how could he endure it?

But just as he was about to get up and ask, he suddenly thought that by the time the letter returned to Huainan, the plum season would have long passed, so where could there be any plum wine to drink? I was also disappointed for a moment.

However, Liu Bei suddenly laughed when he saw this: "My foolish brother also regretted that the season had passed, but he never thought that Aunt Gongsun had been prepared for it and actually asked the caravan who responded to the letter to bring a jar of good wine with pickled plums... It was said that it was

Let me wait until the middle of winter, when the snow falls, to find a few close friends, cook wine, enjoy the snow, and talk about the past and the future. Wouldn't it be wonderful?!"

Cao Cao laughed loudly, almost slobbering out of his mouth, and then just wiped his lips and stood up and walked out: "I knew that Zhang Yide didn't come in, so he must be organizing something good with Zixiao outside! Let's go, let's go, I'll

Although there is nothing to grow here, there are hot pot mutton noodles and snow falling all over the courtyard to drink with. Life is like this, what more can I ask for?"

Liu Bei also raised his head and smiled, and then followed Cao Cao to the front yard.

Sure enough, when they walked to the front yard, Zhang Fei and Cao Ren had already arranged several tables, hot pot, and a large jar of wine with the Amway logo on the corridor in the courtyard. Although it was cold and the wine had not been warmed,

, but you can actually smell the aroma of wine through the falling snow, which makes you even more excited.

In this way, two people were involved in the same crime, Xu Chu, Zhang Fei, and Cao Ren were accompanying each other. The five of them enjoyed the snow, cooked wine, and ate noodles with plums. It was a rare pleasure.

After drinking several bottles, Cao Cao suddenly put down the wine bottle and sighed as he saw the snow getting heavier and heavier in front of him.

Liu Bei's face remained as usual and he asked calmly: "It's a great time, why is Brother Meng De like this? Are you worried about the Han Dynasty, or are you thinking about your old friends? Or are you sighing about current events?"

"It's all there! It's all there!" Cao Cao sat cross-legged behind the case casually, raised the bottle and drank it all in one gulp, chewed the pickled plums in the bottle carefully and swallowed it, and then said with emotion. "I am worried about the Han Dynasty.

In the room, I thought about my old friends, lamented the current situation in life, and focused on the future... Xuande, why do you think things in the world are always unhappy?"

"Being born in Huanling, who doesn't always have things going as he wants?" Liu Bei still showed no emotion or anger. "When we are born and grow up, we see that the world is collapsing day by day, and the overall situation is getting worse day by day.

, in such a situation, can we still sit back and enjoy peace? And what we have to do is not to let future generations be born with more happy things?"

"That's right." Cao Cao smiled bitterly for a moment. "It's not our fault that men were born in troubled times, but it is our ambition to prevent our descendants from growing up in troubled times."

"Then as for the old friend I'm thinking of, could it be that he's the one I'm thinking of?"

"It's natural. I remember the last time I was so happy, it seemed that it was the Yellow Turbans in Yingchuan. We won a big victory at Changshe, and then we had a banquet by the Qishui River. I remember it was Xuande who made a profit at that time?"

"Yes, I was lucky enough to catch Bocai."

"Then that night, the two of us, and brother Wentai... also sang and danced together?"

"My brother Gongsun Wenqi wrote the lyrics... A husband lives his life to gain fame, and to gain fame is to comfort his life... Does Brother Meng De know?"

"what do you know?"

"That guy A Ce was still stubborn along the way. When he reached Liyang and could not return after crossing the river, he composed this song on the river bank. He repeated it three times before walking away in despair... If not for this, I almost thought he was just a person.

He's a bastard who clings to power and position, but he's still somewhat heroic like Brother Wen!"

"How wonderful would it be if we could return to that time again?" Thinking of the past, Cao Cao also burst into tears for a moment.

"What's the good thing about returning there?" Liu Bei slowly shook his head and filled a cup for the other party with his own hands. "Can I stop the Ling Emperor from adding gifts when I return there? Wen Raogong, my master Bao Zi Gan Gong, and Wen Qi

Brother, uncle Sima, these people can't stop them, can we? If we can't stop Emperor Ling from adding gifts, and if we can't stop Liangzhou from rebelling, won't we have to do it all over again when we return? Meng Meng

Brother De, you don’t think that if you kill Dong Zhuo and save He Jin, the world will not collapse, right?”

Cao Cao became increasingly depressed: "How could I not have known that the world was already seriously ill? When I returned home, I only missed the joy of gathering with old friends."

"In that case, why not bring the people of the Central Plains to surrender to Yecheng?" Liu Bei suddenly asked coldly. "In this case, not only can we reunite with old friends, but we can also see peace in the world as soon as possible, right?"

I am the dividing line that might as well surrender

"After Taizu destroyed Yuan Shao and brought peace to Hebei, he moved the town to Yecheng, divided the prefectures and set up pastoral areas, and belonged to the General Guard's Mansion. The world was shocked... When Sun Jian, the general who broke the captives, died... Liu Bei, the governor of Yuzhou, entered Jiangxia with a small force and captured Yuan Shu.

Ming Shu Tianxia summoned the princes of the Central Plains to gather in Xinye, Nanyang. The letter was sent in September, and all the princes arrived at the end of October. However, some said that Cao Cao and Liu Bei were competing for priority, some said that Lu Bu asked for Yuan Shu's protection, or some said that Tao Qian was getting old.

, there was no important matter, either Liu Biao hoped to be in Nanyang, or Zhu Hao wanted to defeat Sun Ce with troops. It was difficult to decide for a long time until November. One day, it snowed heavily, and the princes met again. Before they could say anything, the disputes broke out again. Yang, the official of Guanglu,

Biao was so angry that he couldn't reach him, so he threw his staff into the snow and said with his finger: "Everyone knows the heart of the General of the Guard today. The emperor's staff is just like grass and trees. I have received favor from Han, but I can't hold it, so I can't throw it away."
Chapter completed!