Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

Lu Bu knew nothing about the Sima family. Zhang Mo was more familiar with Sima Fang, Sima Yi, Sima Zhao, Sima Yan and their brothers. Among them, she knew Sima Yi best. However, Sima Yi was still a twelve-year-old boy and had no say in the Sima family.

Zhang Mo chatted with Lü Bu about Sima Yi's major achievements. Lü Bu's face lit up with murderous intent. "It's better to kill such a resourceful man immediately, so that he won't become an enemy of my son in the future."

Zhang Mo sweatdropped, "Why don't you hope that he can become your son's right-hand man in the future?"

Lu Bu frowned. "With the Cao family's experience as a lesson, how can I leave him with the little bun?"

"This is mainly because the descendants of the Cao family are too useless. If Cao Pi could live a few more years, or if Cao Rui could keep himself clean, they wouldn't have died so early, and the Sima family would have been gone."

"That Cao Rui is also strange. It is said that he had tens of thousands of concubines in his harem, but he had no sons. When he died, the Cao family had so many nephews and nephews, but he insisted on making an eight-year-old child the emperor and appointed people like Cao Shuang as regent. Each generation is worse than the previous one, and the regent is not good enough. Can you blame the Sima family for usurping the throne? If I were Sima Yi, I would have usurped the throne too. The world is so easily within my reach, and I would be stupid not to take it!"

Zhang Mo leaned over and kissed the little bun. "My little bun will be both civil and military. All the children born will be raised by me, your grandmother. They will all be able to pacify the world with their pens and decide the fate of the world with their martial arts."

Lu Bu imagined the scene of having many children and grandchildren, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. He, the father, was taught by A-Mo, and his son was taught by A-Mo, and then there would be grandchildren. If A-Mo lived longer, she could teach his great-grandchildren. Marrying the right daughter-in-law would bring prosperity to at least four generations of his Lu family.

Zhang Mo glanced at Lu Bu and continued, "Our family must become stronger with each generation. If our descendants are capable, the Sima and Zhuge families will have to work for them. Also, our son can't be like Cao Rui. He has tens of thousands of women. I don't know how he can handle it. He's exhausted from taking so many women. Our son can only marry one wife and three or four concubines."

Lü Bu was surprised and asked, "You don't allow me to take a concubine, so why do you allow your son to take a concubine?"

Zhang Mo said confidently, "You are my husband, and our son is someone else's husband. We can't let our son suffer, right?"

Hearing her strange remarks, Lu Bu smiled dotingly, moved over and squatted beside her, put his long arms around her, and said with a look of agreement, "My wife is right, I am yours alone, and our son belongs to someone else."

"What do you mean the son is someone else's?" Zhang Mo turned around and looked at him with a somewhat amusing look. Is this guy cheating on himself?

Lu Bu was stunned for a moment before he reacted and quickly changed his words, "I am yours, and my son is yours too. You are mine, and my son is mine too."

"What a mess."

Zhang Mo muttered something, covered the cradle with breathable gauze, and went to the well to wash her face.

At this time, Aunt Xu came back pushing a tofu cart. Seeing Lu Bu here, she wiped her hands on her apron in some panic and hurried forward to greet him.

"This humble woman greets the envoy!"

Lu Bu raised his hand to support her, "Auntie, there's no need to do this. Amo treats you like her own mother. You can just call me Fengxian in private. No need to perform formalities."

Before Amo came back, he didn't know the identity of this woman and thought she was just an ordinary servant. Later he learned that when Amo was in Yangdi, she had a place to stay thanks to the shelter provided by this woman's family. Amo's benefactor was also his, Lu Bu's, benefactor.

Lu Bu's friendly attitude made Aunt Xu feel a little overwhelmed. She subconsciously looked at Zhang Mo. Zhang Mo hung the towel on the rope beside her and said with a smile, "Auntie, don't be so reserved. He looks cold on the outside, but he is actually very friendly. You are my elder, so just treat him as a junior in private."

She stepped forward and took Aunt Xu's arm, "The meal is ready, Aunt, please come and have dinner with us!"

"How can this be done?" Aunt Xu asked nervously. She could treat A-Mo like her own daughter, but she would never dare to treat Lü Bu as an elder.

"Why not? Didn't we all eat at the same table in Yangdi before? Just treat him as Brother Xu."

How can this be the same? Aunt Xu muttered to herself.

There was a rectangular dining table in the restaurant. Zhang Mo pulled Aunt Xu in and sat her down on an armchair. As she served the rice, she said, "Now that Xiao Baozi lives in the earth building, Auntie, you don't have to sell tofu anymore. Please help take care of Xiao Baozi for me. I can feel at ease with you around."

Aunt Xu stood up and took the bowl she handed over. "Amo is a big shot. If you are at ease, I am willing to help you take care of the baby."

"Auntie, you are very considerate. I can rest assured if you take me with you." She gestured for Auntie Xu to sit down and casually asked, "Has Brother Xu written to you recently? Where is he now?"

"Two months ago, Shu'er sent me a letter, saying that he had been staying with his mentor in Xiangyang, Jingzhou."

Aunt Xu had a vague idea of ​​why A-Mo was asking about her son. She glanced at Lu Bu and continued, "I wonder if he's achieved anything with his studies yet. Why don't you write him a letter and ask him to come to Bingzhou?"

Originally, Aunt Xu wanted to find a future for her son through Wang Yun, but she didn't expect that the world had changed so much in just two years. Considering the current situation, it would be best for her son to come to Bingzhou. As long as he really has talent, Amo will never let him waste his talent.

Zhang Mo really admired Aunt Xu's intelligence and emotional intelligence. She could guess her intention without her having to ask a single question.

Zhang Mo spoke frankly, "We are truly short of people here in Fengxian. I also hope that Brother Xu can come and help. However, this depends on Brother Xu's own wishes. You don't need to specifically call him back. Just write him a letter to let him know you're safe. I'm sending someone to Jingzhou to buy grain, and I'll send it to you on the way. Although Brother Xu is far away in Jingzhou, he's not completely unaware of what's going on in the world. If he feels that he has learned enough and is willing to serve in Bingzhou, he will naturally come."

Aunt Xu nodded and said, "Amo is right. I will ask Juxiang to help me write it."

Zhang Mo picked up a piece of food for her with the serving chopsticks and said, "Don't worry, eat first."

After dinner, it was almost dark, so the couple played with the little kid for a while before washing up and going back to their room.

Zhang Mo's room is on the third floor of the earth building. It is divided into two parts, the front part is where Zhang Mo used to read, and now it serves as Lu Bu's temporary office. Several candles are lit in it, making the small room very bright.

The couple sat side by side at a large desk, and Zhang Mo was concentrating on drawing the blueprint of a large spinning wheel.

Lu Bu took out a pile of official documents that had just been sent to the government office and reviewed them. He seemed a little absent-minded. After reading a bamboo slip, he turned around to look at his wife, then sat there in a daze for a while before reading the next one.

In his dream, he had never reviewed any official documents when he was the governor of Yanzhou and Xuzhou. It was basically Chen Gong who helped him to review them. He would only ask himself when he encountered something difficult to decide. He was a person who had no ideas, so after asking Chen Gong, it was still Chen Gong who made the decision in the end.

He has been studying in this life, but he still finds these boring.

Lu Bu rubbed his temples with a headache. He really couldn't understand what those prefects and county magistrates were thinking. It would be so easy to just say what they wanted to say, but they had to start with a long speech of nonsense and only get to the serious stuff at the end. It made his eyes dizzy. Lu Bu really wanted to ask A Mo to help, but he was afraid of tiring her out.

"Pay attention!" Zhang Mo couldn't help but remind him when she felt his gaze on her again.

"Oh!" Lu Bu yawned and picked up another bamboo slip with his left hand.

Well, this is written simply, with only two short lines of words, but after reading it, Lu Bu instantly felt half asleep.

"Han Lai said that the remnants of the Baibo group in the south of Shangdang have been making moves recently."