Xi Yu slowly opened his eyes and looked out the window. The sunlight had already risen high.

He got up and stretched, and then continued on the journey with the three of them.

They came to a village, and on a bustling street, Xi Yu saw a young man who had lost his father.

The young man looked haggard and his eyes revealed helplessness and sadness.

Xi Yu walked up, looked at the young man, and asked, "Why did you want to sell yourself to bury your father?"

The young man looked up and looked at Xi Yu. A glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes. He said in a low voice: "My father passed away unfortunately, and his family is already poor and he cannot be buried..."

Xi Yu frowned slightly, showing a look of sympathy, and he whispered: "This way, I can help you bury your father, but what are your plans in the future?"

The young man gritted his teeth and said firmly: "I am willing to be a cow and a horse for my benefactor and repay your great kindness!"

Xi Yu nodded, then turned around Guan Yu and said, "Go and arrange it."

He looked at the young man with a hint of relief on his face.

Xi Yu asked the other party’s name, and when he heard the young man’s name, he was stunned and thought to himself: Could this be Ding Feng, a famous official from Eastern Wu in the future?

He widened his eyes and stared at Ding Feng tightly, his eyes full of confusion and surprise.

Xi Yu calmed down and asked, "You said your name is Ding Feng?"

Ding Feng raised his head, looked at Xi Yu, nodded, and said, "It's just below."

Countless thoughts surged in Xi Yu's heart.

He remembered the Ding Feng's story described in "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

During the reign of Master Wu Sun Xiu, Ding Feng helped Master Wu kill several imperial guards and rebels in the Sun family. How brave and wise it was.

Xi Yu thought to himself: This is so wonderful, I actually met Ding Feng here.

Xi Yu looked at Ding Feng with a bright look and said seriously: "Ding Feng, I have an idea. You can go to Jiangnan to find Sun Ce and serve under his command in the future."

After hearing this, Ding Feng was stunned. He widened his eyes, his face full of surprise and confusion, and said in a naughty way: "This... I am just an ordinary person, how could he be taken in by others?"

Xi Yu smiled slightly, stepped forward, patted Ding Feng on the shoulder, his eyes full of encouragement and expectation, and said, "Ding Feng, don't underestimate yourself. I believe in your ability, as long as you are willing, I can help you."

Ding Feng looked at Xi Yu's firm expression and a warm current surged in his heart.

He gritted his teeth, his eyes gradually became firmer, and he said, "Since my benefactor trusts me so much, I'm willing to give it a try!"

Xi Yu showed a gratified smile on his face, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "It's great!"

Xi Yu came to a family and walked out with paper and pen in a short while.

He quickly wrote something on the paper and handed the paper to Ding Feng.

Ding Feng took the paper, looked at Xi Yu with confusion, and asked in confusion: "This is..."

Xi Yu smiled and said, "Ding Feng, you can go to Jiangnan after the funeral. With this letter, Sun Ce will definitely reuse you."

Ding Feng was even more puzzled. He frowned, his eyes full of confusion and curiosity, and said, "What is your identity? Why are you so sure that Sun Ce will reuse me?"

Xi Yu waved his hand and said, "You don't have to worry about this for now. Just do what I said."

Xi Yu had a confident smile on his face, but a hint of undetectable mystery was revealed in his eyes.

Although Ding Feng looked at Xi Yu, he still had many questions in his heart, he could only put away the letter first and secretly made up his mind to seize this opportunity.

With the help of Guan Yu, Ding Feng held the funeral.

Xi Yu and the other two continued to embark on the road ahead. As they walked, his eyelids suddenly jumped again.

Xi Yu stopped, rubbed his eyes with his hands, frowned, and seemed a little uneasy.

He looked at Song Shuwen and asked in confusion: "Song Shuwen, my eyelids have been twitching recently. What's going on?"

Song Shuwen looked at Xi Yu and showed a relaxed smile on his face, comforting: "Don't think too much, the Prime Minister may be just caused by fatigue. You have been too tired recently, and you'll be fine if you have a good rest."

After hearing Song Shuwen's words, Xi Yu still had a little worried expression on his face. He narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes, and said, "Is it really just that? I always feel something is wrong."

"Relax, Prime Minister, don't scare yourself."

Song Shuwen always had a faint smile on his face, trying to reassure Xi Yu.

In Jiangnan, a group of soldiers were arranged neatly, with serious expressions and vigilantly guarding the place where Wu Guotai was.

Sun Ce now sends people to protect Wu Guotai.

Wu Guotai sat on the stone bench in the courtyard, his brows slightly frowned, and his face was a little worried.

At this time, a guard rushed over and respectfully handed over a letter.

Wu Guotai sat in the elegant courtyard, holding Sun Quan's letter in her hand, with a bit of anticipation on her face.

She slowly unfolded the letter and read the text on it carefully.

As she read in depth, her brows gradually stretched out, and a gratified smile appeared on her face.

Sun Quan said that everything was fine in Luoyang, living and working in peace and contentment, and even greeted his body.

On this day, Xi Yu and the other two finally arrived at the transit of Youzhou.

The soldiers guarding the city saluted Xi Yu respectfully.

One of the soldiers walked up and said, "Prime Minister, you are here. Here is a letter from Liu Bei to hand it over. In addition, we have received news that Xianbei people were going to enter Youzhou, and they probably lived in a nearby inn."

Xi Yu nodded slightly, with a serious expression on his face, and said, "Give me your letter."

The soldier quickly handed over the letter, and Xi Yu took it and said, "Let the Xianbei people come to me tomorrow, but there should not be too many people."

A trace of sharpness flashed in Xi Yu's eyes, as if he was thinking about a solution to the problem.

The soldiers responded respectfully, "Yes, sir."

Xi Yu looked at the letter in his hand, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.

When Xi Yu returned home, he waved tiredly and asked the soldiers to arrange a guest room for Tuoba Yu.

Tuoba Yu took the order and left, while Xi Yu sat on the chair in the study and slowly unfolded the letter written by Liu Bei.

His brows gradually frowned, his eyes focused on the words on the letter, and his expression became more serious.

As he read in depth, a sudden look gradually appeared on his face, as if he finally understood the whole story of the matter and the intentions of the Xianbei people.

He murmured to himself, "So that's what it is... no wonder..."

A trace of thought was revealed in Xi Yu's eyes, and he held the letter tightly in his hand, as if he was weighing the weight of it.

Ouyang Linlin was sitting by the window, fiddling with the silk handkerchief in her hand boredly, and suddenly saw Xiao Hong running in.

Ouyang Linlin quickly stood up, with a look of surprise on her face, and asked anxiously: "Xiaohong, what's wrong? What happened?"

Xiaohong ran out of breath, but her face was filled with an excited smile, and she said, "Miss, the Prime Minister is back!"

Ouyang Linlin's eyes lit up, and a bright smile like spring flowers suddenly appeared on her face, and she said excitedly: "Really? That's great!"

However, Xiaohong's next words made her smile frozen instantly.

Xiaohong continued, "However, I saw the Prime Minister with a woman, and she didn't seem to be from Central Plains."

Ouyang Linlin's face suddenly became gloomy, and her original happiness was wiped out.

She bit her lip, and a hint of anger and loss flashed in her eyes.

Her shoulders were trembling slightly, as if she had suffered a huge blow.

After a while, several wives dressed in gorgeous clothes came to Ouyang Linlin with a chatter and laughter.

Ouyang Linlin put down the teacup in her hand and said, "Sisters, let me tell you a good news. My husband is back home. Let's go see him together."

When the ladies heard this, they all looked particularly happy on their faces and stood up one after another.

They came to Xi Yu's room, and as soon as they entered the door, Song Meijiao said coquettishly: "Prime Minister", you are really, you are leaving so suddenly, we are all concerned about you!"

Xi Yu smiled and looked at them and said, "I was so anxious when I learned about the plague, so I left very anxiously and couldn't tell you."

Xi Shi asked with concern: "Then have you been infected with the plague? You are worried that we will die of death!"

Xi Yu said confidently: "Don't worry, a lucky person will have his own appearance, and I will not be able to do anything."

Several ladies said one by one, their faces full of concern and longing, and their eyes glanced at Xi Yu from time to time, revealing their admiration.

Xi Yu frowned slightly, with a hint of fatigue on his face. He said to several ladies: "I'm a little tired, you guys get out first."

Although the ladies were reluctant to leave, they still left the room obediently.

In the evening, Xi Yu came to Song Meijiao's room.

Song Meijiao is wearing a light gauze dress, with a graceful figure, and a bit of anticipation and shyness in her eyes.

Xi Yu looked at her, a heat wave surged in his heart. He held Song Meijiao into his arms, and their lips pressed against each other tightly.

Song Meijiao gasped softly, her hands tightly hooked Xi Yu's neck, her face flushed, her eyes blurred and hot.

Xi Yu's breathing became rapid, and his movements became more and more intense. The two of them were as close as possible, and their passion burned particularly vigorously on this night.

The next morning, the sun shone through the window lattice and Song Meijiao leaned lazily in Xi Yu's arms.

She raised her head slightly, looked at Xi Yu, and asked in a coquettish voice: "Prime Minister, I heard that you brought back a foreign woman. Is there really such a thing?"
To be continued...