Chapter 424: One Hand, One Belt, One View

"A major historical turning point?"

Wen Mang shook his head and felt that Uncle Qia was really hungry now:

Even if it is an H5 game, it should be polished at least!

After all, under the same push list, which one of those people who calls you "master", "doctor" or "traveler" is not more tempting than you?

Wen Mang sneered.

Calmly clicked the read red dot on those push notifications, and learned about those conscientious (krypton fraud) activities. The only problem is that H5 games still have to be clicked.

Just click it, and two animations will pop up at the opening.

One is a Q-version villain standing on the map, inserting the long sword in his hand on the word "Chang'an".

After the fork was removed, another Q version of the Little Emperor popped out. This one was even more explosive. He took out a cannon barrel from behind and unleashed a burst of indiscriminate bombardment.

Wen Mang unconsciously added a voice in his head:

My lord is coming, get out of the way!

Pouting his lips, Wen Mang had only two words in his mind: What a slit! dislike!

Three times five times divided by two, this deviation value and the big turning point are consumed cleanly.

Then cross out the pop-up:

"Replay function is on"

"User rights have been upgraded"

After confirming that there were no new little red dots, Wen Mang calmly retreated.

But when I think of that Q-version villain, I recall that Dongfangye called me a few days ago to express his gratitude for "Liu Bei Returns the Three Qin Pictures" and added a reward.

Wen Mang suddenly had an idea in his mind that made him laugh:

Isn't this big guy who delivers things the guy hired by this crappy game?

Shaking his head, Wen Mang finally chose to focus on the video in front of him and stretched.

Seeing the calendar next to him getting closer to the New Year, Wen Mang suddenly had an idea in his mind:

Otherwise, wait for the entire New Year special episode during the Spring Festival?

…

Lu Su eventually parted ways with Bu Zhi.

Bu Zhi, as Sun Quan's envoy at this time, was eager to obtain Liu Bei's promise of a truce - the Jinfan Navy led by Gan Gui was still showing off its power on the river.

The Yangtze River not only separates north and south, but is also the lifeline of Jiangdong.

After all, there are many hills south of the Yangtze River, and road construction requires a lot of manpower, financial and material resources. How can it compare with the convenience and speed of waterways?

Nowadays, although Gan Gui's only one navy cannot block the entire river from Jiangxia to Jianye, it is enough to cause trouble for the ships surnamed Jiangdong Hao to sneak on the river now.

Therefore, Bu Zhi was also carrying a mountain of pressure on his shoulders during this trip, and now he could not help but lose his composure when he saw Lu Su, who looked relaxed and happy.

Simply speed up in a hurry and go straight to Chang'an City.

Lu Su was more casual. Uncle Liu just invited him to go to Chang'an and did not strictly specify when he would arrive.

Then he might as well take his mother for a walk, which would just in time delay the weather in the north for the weather to get warmer. Otherwise, Lu Su would be worried that his mother would not be able to adapt to the climate.

The mountains he saw in Fangling Shangyong along the way reminded Lu Su of the days in Jiangdong and the scenery of his hometown Jingnan. I wonder what the situation is like in the hometown now?

During Hanzhong, Lu Su stayed for a period of time, visited the people, visited the mountains and rivers, and also went to Yangping Pass to watch.

Thinking about it, Zhang Lu relied on this dangerous pass to defend Hanzhong a few years ago, leaving Liu Zhang helpless.

Now that this pass has been captured by Zhang Fei, the army has moved to Tongguan to resist the enemy. This dangerous pass has been abandoned. There is only a group of soldiers doing the task of checking and registering. Seeing that there is vegetation growing on the top of the wall of the pass, it can be seen that here Xiongguan is completely useless.

I ordered two pots of tea from the tea stall at the intersection here, found a comfortable seat and relaxed my body. I closed my eyes and listened to the smooth-talking scholar over there telling the story of "I won the first battle against Mobei and captured the prince's wife." "War and feudal lord".

The temperature of the early summer sunshine was just right. Although it was slightly colder than Jiangdong, it gave a refreshing sense of peace of mind. Looking at the sky and listening to the rhythmic sound of the wooden planks of the round waterwheel in Hanshui River next to him, Lu Su didn't know I fell asleep unconsciously.

After setting off from Hanzhong again, the eight hundred miles of Qinchuan and the flat plains after leaving Baoxie Road made Lu Su's eyes light up, and for the first time he had some clarity in his heart.

There is no mountain in sight, and the horse can trust the reins. No wonder the northern talents from ancient times to the present have wanted to gain fame on horseback. If Lu Su was not born in Jingnan but in Hebei, he would probably also aspire to be a knight and drive away thieves, right?

The Wei River is surging next to the avenue, and the streets on the other side are connected in an orderly manner. There are mountains protruding at the far end, dividing the flat ground from the sky. Lu Su is a little fascinated by this land, and he wants to let the horses run as fast as they can. He followed him eastward across Tongguan to see what the Central Plains looked like where all the heroes were vying for the throne.

After arriving in Guanzhong, Lu Su's journey became much faster. After walking for two more days, a large city was already in sight in the distance, but what attracted Lu Su's attention was a resting pavilion.

This is a big intersection, with several small roads merging into the main road, so many people choose to rest here. There happens to be a pavilion, but the name makes Lu Su dumbfounded:

Wait for Su to come to the pavilion.

It was quite straightforward, as if someone was waiting for him here.

There is a sign on the pillar of the pavilion next to it to explain the pavilion:

This pavilion was built in anticipation of Lu Zi, a great talent in Linhuai.

At this moment, Lu Su just wanted to hide his face and leave quickly, but his sleeve was tightly held by his mother.

Mother Lu came forward to talk enthusiastically:

"Since this pavilion has such a name, what about the people waiting?"

Some people were chatting, and the people who were resting here also raised their heads and explained in a flurry. Lu Su, who was standing by, quickly understood:

The pavilion was built by Liu Huangshu two months ago, and he would come here to wait for a while every day until today.

As for why no one was seen at this time, it was probably because it was the busy farming season, and the emperor's uncle went to help those widows and orphans.

The last citizen muttered: "I don't know who this Lu Zijing is, and how could he make the emperor's uncle wait so long?"

A man next to him said: "Hey, why do you care about him? Isn't it good to rest?"

A child had stood up and shouted:

"The emperor's uncle is back!"

Liu Bei always had good eyesight, so he saw Lu Su, who was out of tune with him in temperament, at a glance, and then looked at his guards and old mother.

More importantly, he had seen Lu Su with his own eyes, so he laughed from a distance:

"Are the three places of Jingzhou, Hanzhong and Guanzhong worthy of Zijing's attention?"

Lu Su sighed in his heart, clasped his hands and replied loudly:

"I have been lazy and slow on this trip, and I feel ashamed to have kept Lord Xuande waiting for so long."

The conversation between the two was clear and distinct, so the people who stopped here immediately focused their attention on Lu Su, and could even hear the whispers clearly:

"Is this Lu Su? How talented is he?"

"I think he is not as good as Mr. Zhuge - at least not as handsome as Mr. Zhuge."

"Keep your voice down, this is the guest of the emperor's uncle!"

So the people were busy trying to make up for it, but the people around them were limited by their knowledge and could only say something like "Mr. Lu is a good man."

Looking at the bustling pavilion, Lu Su made a decision and said:

"Since I am here, I will not leave without saying goodbye. Lord Xuande can return to Chang'an. How about I visit you tomorrow?"

"Why tomorrow?" Liu Bei walked briskly and held Lu Su's hands tightly as soon as he came in:

"Zi Jing has come a long way and worked hard. I have already prepared a quiet courtyard for you to rest."

Then he pulled Lu Su with one hand and wanted to lead the way:

"I will lead Zi Jing forward. After settling the elders, you can come with me to see my old friend!"

"And there will be a light curtain tomorrow, so we can watch it together!"