Only he knew who was that faction. On the surface, they were all the same, they were all from the Jiangdong lineage, the Sun family, and the great men.

Under such circumstances, some potholes and dirt have long been put into the hearts of these two factions. As for the lives of ordinary people affected by these potholes and dirt, it is naturally not a problem.

At least it is not the "big thing" they want to solve now...

As long as the people of Jiangdong have not survived, have not besieged officials, and have no group to provoke officials to rebel, it will not be a big deal.

In fact, in the Jiangdong area, since the beginning of the Yellow Turban Rebellion in the Han Dynasty, many people fled to avoid disaster because of the relatively safe environment, which naturally brought some flowers, plants, gold, silver and jewelry.

At that time, Jiangdong was full of prosperity.

Later, Jiangdong and Fei Qian's caravans traded up and down along the Yangtze River. The silk from Sichuan and Sichuan and spices from the Western Regions greatly enriched the barren luxury goods market of the Jiangdong gentry, making the lives of the Jiangdong gentry truly colorful.

These prosperity have nothing to do with the original indigenous people of Jiangdong.

But no matter how bad a place is, some people are trying to make the bad a place better.

In the long river of history, there are always some characters. They are like stars in the night sky. Although they are in darkness, they still try to shine and try to dispel the haze around them. They may be misunderstood, ridiculed, and even labeled as "a bad person" and "fake maiden", but they always have a persistent pursuit of beauty in their hearts.

Lu Su and Zhou Yu are such people.

Lu Su went to Jiangling in the north to save the broken alliance between Sun Cao. His action was to ignite a faint light in the upcoming storm and try to illuminate the road ahead of Jiangdong. However, in the face of external doubts and ridicule, Lu Su always maintained a firm belief. He believed that his choice could bring a breath of breathing space for Jiangdong and ultimately brought the dawn of victory.

Zhou Yu was trying to save the Jiangdong regime on the verge of destruction. He vowed to protect the Sun family's foundation for Sun Ce.

This promise was like a heavy mountain pressing on his shoulders.

In order to save Jiangdong's upcoming misfortune, Zhou Yu had to drag his sick body and force himself to take this trip, and take on the burden he should have put down again, just like wax igniting the flames on his head with his own hands.

Although the Jiangdong official closed down specific information about the war and was always full of words such as cautious optimism about the news released by the people, the people of Jiangdong saw the real side that the war brought to them from the scarce and scarce market during the day.

The war was not over, so even those soldiers who went to war in Jiangdong who had already died were not considered "real" deaths, and it was not time to pay the pension.

It is said that Sun is already making "Da Quan to Twenty", which is the coin template for "Da Quan to Twenty".

Of course, when it was actually issued, it could have become "Daquan to be the ridge", or even "Danxiu", "Danxiu"...

Not only that, there are also rumors that Sun Quan and the Jiangdong gentry families had collapsed. This time, the added ships and food were snatched from these gentry families...

"I will enter the camp tomorrow and set off to march the next day."

Zhou Yu whispered, his voice calm.

But Xiao Qiao, who was opposite, shook his hand and broke the strings.

Xiao Qiao raised her head and looked at her husband ahead. Although she had already had this premonition before, when Zhou Yu said it in person, she still felt a burst of palpitations, and her little face suddenly became pale and pale.

Zhou Yu sat there, looked up at the sky slightly, then sighed, "Since I knew you, you often played this song wrong... Shang Wei turned into a horn sound, not a feather sound..."

"Why? Husband, your body has not recovered..." Xiao Qiao said confusedly, "Why? Can't you let others go? Governor Huang, Governor Zhu, Governor Cheng..."

Zhou Yu still said calmly: "On the second floor of the left-hand rack in my study, there is a detailed score of this song. If you have time, you can go and take a look."

"Husband, you blew the river wind last time, but you have not recovered yet. Now, go again..." Xiao Qiao looked worried, "If it really doesn't work, you have to wait until your husband is well... I'll go to see a doctor, I'll go to the best doctor now!"

Zhou Yu grabbed Xiao Qiao.

Xiao Qiao finally shed tears, knelt on the ground, hugging Zhou Yu's waist and cried in silence.

After a while, Zhou Yu patted Xiao Qiao on the shoulder and said, "I will play another song for me."

Xiao Qiao stood up and looked at Zhou Yu with tears in her eyes. She suddenly realized that Zhou Yu had already grown old and her handsome face quietly climbed up wrinkles. Her memory had always been beautifying Zhou Yu, but now she realized that Zhou Yu no longer had the same appearance as she used to be.

"Husband..." Xiao Qiao couldn't help but shed tears again.

Zhou Yu smiled, his gentleness was still the same as before, "Just let's play the phoenix and ask for the phoenix."

"good."

Xiao Qiao wiped her tears, hung the strings again, adjusted them, took a breath, calmed down some of her mood, and slid her hands on the strings, and the gentle sound of the piano floated with the wind...

Zhou Yu listened quietly and looked attentively, as if he wanted to keep all the colors and sounds in front of him in his heart and in the depths of his life. Even if Xiao Qiao played the wrong notes because of emotional instability, he did not speak, just a gentle smile, listen, look.

Zhou Yu remembered the first time he saw Xiao Qiao playing the piano, which was really ridiculous. This "outrageous" is not an adjective, but a "verb", so that Zhou Yu couldn't help it. How could such a lovely person ruin and ravage that pitiful piano like this?

So he went up to teach...

So, so many years have passed.

Time flies, and arrows are all pricked in the heart.

The sun and the moon are like shuttles, and the saxals penetrate the liver and intestines.

At the end of the song, Zhou Yu stroked his palm and praised him, "It's played well."

Zhou Yu's gaze is gentle and his smile is, I can't teach you anymore...

Xiao Qiao was happy and then sad, "Husband!"

Zhou Yu stood up and pressed Xiao Qiao's shoulder, "Okay, I should leave too... The lord will pay a visit to the general to give his troops tomorrow, so it's not good to be late for Quemao..."

"Husband!" Xiao Qiao grabbed Zhou Yu's hand tightly.

"Don't worry." Zhou Yu smiled and said, "I've arranged everything. Everything is arranged."

Xiao Qiao stared at Zhou Yu tightly, as if Zhou Yu would disappear on the spot in the next moment, "Husband! You want to come back... Husband, you must come back! Promise me, you must come back!"

"Well..." Zhou Yu blinked and nodded with a smile, "Okay, come back. When I come back, I will listen to you playing the piano."

Xiao Qiao seemed to feel relieved and slowly let go of her hand.

Zhou Yu slowly pulled out his hand, "No need to give it away... Looking at your face, I was so fucked. It was not good for others to see it. After I left, I will take care of myself more."

"Husband!" Xiao Qiao shed tears again.

Zhou Yu waved his hand and turned around and left.

"Husband!" Xiao Qiao chased after a few steps, leaned against the gate of the courtyard, and looked at Zhou Yu's departure back, "Husband, you must come back! I will never miss it next time!"
Chapter completed!