Lu Bu: My wife comes from two thousand years later

Inside the big tent, Dong Qing was warming the food by the stove. His eyes lit up when he saw Lu Bu coming back, but when he saw Li Su following behind him, his face immediately turned grim.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Li Su said a little embarrassedly, "I'd better go back and eat."

Lu Bu grabbed him and said, "Since you're here!" He glanced at Dong Qing expressionlessly and said, "Zi Zheng is also my brother!"

Dong Qing immediately put on a smile, "Qing'er understands, Fengxian's brothers are our own people, I will bring you more in the future."

"Ok!"

Lu Bu responded indifferently and asked Li Su to sit down and eat together. The reason why he called Li Su here was that he didn't want to be alone with Dong Qing. In the past, Wei Xu was here, but today the boy ran away early in the morning and disappeared, so he had to drag Li Su here.

Now that there is no war, Lu Bu doesn't have to worry about the training of new recruits. He is actually very free now, but he would rather live in the barracks than return to the new house. From the maids to the guards in the new house, they are all arranged by Wu. He always feels like he is being watched when he returns there.

The three-year mourning period for his mother was approaching, and whenever Lu Bu thought about marrying this woman he hated, he wished time would pass even slower and slower.

Mourning period? Thinking of this, Lu Bu paused with his chopsticks. He could wait until his mother's mourning period was almost over and ask to go back to Jiuyuan to pay respects to his family. This round trip would take at least two or three months, and he could also go to Jinyang to see Amo on the way.

But... before that, he had to be nicer to Dong Qing, otherwise Dong Zhuo would guess that he wanted to deliberately delay the wedding.

The thought of having to feign flattery towards this woman whom he loathed made Lu Bu feel more and more depressed. Before sleeping with Dong Qing, although he and Dong Zhuo were in a master-servant relationship, he had the confidence to speak in front of Dong Zhuo. But now that he had become Dong Zhuo's future son-in-law, he felt that he had even less confidence to speak.

Amo once said that sometimes one has to learn to pretend. Emperor Gaozu was able to win the hearts of the people and the world because he was good at pretending. Lu Bu used to be very disdainful of this. A real man should say what he thinks and say what he means. Pretending is the behavior of a villain and a woman. Now, in order to go back to Jinyang, he can only learn to pretend even if he is unwilling in his heart.

He put down his bowl and chopsticks, tried to soften his expression, and said to Dong Qing, "And the mood is getting colder today. You don't have to send me food every day. I will go back to the city to spend the night in two days."

Dong Qing was overjoyed by Lu Bu's rare good mood. She ignored Li Su's presence, pulled up Lu Bu's clothes, and said in a sweet voice, "Fengxian, are you worried about me?"

Lu Bu pulled back his clothes and gave her an awkward look. "I've figured it out these days. Our marriage is a fact. We're going to spend our lives together. We can't be enemies every day. I'll try to accept you. Please give me some time and don't bother me every day. I'll come back to the city to see you often."

"Yeah!" Dong Qing nodded repeatedly, her face smiling like a flower. "As long as you are willing to live a good life with me, I will listen to you in everything."

Seeing that Lü Bu had finally come to his senses, Li Su was quite pleased and said, "Fengxian, it's great that you think this way!"

He stood up and said, "Well, I won't be an eyesore here anymore. I'll go back first!"

Lu Bu waved at him and said to Dong Qing, "You should go back too. It's not good for a girl to stay in the military camp all the time!"

"Okay! I'll be back right away!"

Dong Qing quickly packed up his things and returned to the city happily.

Lu Bu's troubles were temporarily solved, but Zhang Mo's troubles had just begun.

Looking at the moth thieves fighting in a mess beside a mud pile not far away, Zhang Mo felt overwhelmed.

"They were all fine a few days ago, why are they fighting today?"

Duan Qiu, who was in charge of organizing the young and strong men to build houses, said with a bitter face, "Our staff and the newly recruited surrendered soldiers have not had an easy time."

He explained, "Originally, we had enough food in our tribe, but with so many more mouths to feed, everyone's complaining. Just two days ago, we were ordered to clear the wasteland and build houses, and our people said that we grew all the food, and it's already a big loss to share it with them. Why should we help with the work?"

"Everyone's been dragging their feet on the work. Today, a new guy accidentally dropped a piece of mud while building a wall, and it hit one of our guys on the head. That guy started swearing, and the new guy, not wanting to be outdone, started swearing back. Then the swearing turned into a fight, and now it's two teams fighting again."

The village still practices public ownership as before. Everyone works, eats and trains together. Li Gui's original team has long been accustomed to this system and naturally lives in harmony.

But now, with the sudden arrival of several thousand men, including over three thousand young and strong, the old guard couldn't help but feel nervous. On the one hand, they feared a return to their previous days of scarcity, and on the other hand, they worried that the newcomers would replace them and become Zhang Mo's main force. The moth thieves were naturally unruly, and a small conflict devolved into a brawl between the two sides.

Zhang Mo rubbed her aching temple weakly and asked, "Where is Concubine Li?"

Duan Qiu said, "Our old subordinates usually obeyed Guan Anren. Now that he's gone, there's no one to control them. And the newly recruited moth thieves know that you're the boss of the village, so they're even less likely to listen to Li Qushuai. He just came to stop them, and our men wanted to stop for Li Qushuai's sake, but the newcomers kept on going, so he gave up when he couldn't control them anymore."

When Zhang Mo first took over the village, she was afraid that Li Gui would rebel, so she handed over all the management authority of the village to Guan Hai. Now that Guan Hai is gone, Li Gui can't control this group of people, which is really a big trouble.

The people over there were already bruised and bloody, and if they hadn't been without weapons, many people would have died in this fight today.

"Ah Chu, take some people down and separate the crowd first."

Xu Chu walked over with a tiger-like stride, slapped the two men who were fighting the most fiercely with his sword, and roared, "Stop it!"

The thieves who were fighting happily just saw Zhang Mo coming. The old ones hurriedly retreated to the side, and the new ones were intimidated by Xu Chu's power and stood together, but both sides were still glaring at each other.

Zhang Mo walked forward, looked at the people covered in mud and wounds, and said coldly, "Don't build a house today."

He then said to Xu Chu, "Send your personal guards to watch over this group of people. Anyone who attacks again will be punished with fifty strokes of the cane, regardless of the reason. Notice everyone in the valley to gather at the parade ground tomorrow."

"Yes!"

Xu Chu responded and arranged for someone to take the people involved in the fight into custody.

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The next morning, horns were blown in various places in the valley, and not only the young and strong, but also the old, the weak, women and children gathered at the training ground.

The weather is gloomy today, with dark clouds hanging very low. It looks like snow is about to fall. The training ground is built in the middle of the river valley. The cold wind blowing in from the valley mouth is as sharp as ice knives, which makes the skin feel cold and painful when scraping.

Everyone wanted to squeeze into the middle. The elderly and weak who were protected by young and strong people were better off. The most pitiful were the lonely, elderly and young. They were either pushed in or squeezed out of the crowd. From time to time, the noisy crowd could be heard with women's shouting and men's lewd laughter. It was a real mess. If Zhang Mo's personal soldiers had not been watching, there might even have been a stampede.

In front of the training ground, Zhang Mo stood on a platform half a meter high, looking at the dense crowd of heads below with a frown on her face.

The drawbacks of public ownership did not trigger conflicts yesterday. Long before Zhang Yan issued the edict, Guan Hai told her that the enthusiasm of the people in the village for training was getting lower and lower. Even when they were doing their daily work, there were many people who were cunning and dishonest.

People are lazy. When everyone works and eats together, their laziness will become more and more serious over time. Because they were previously busy casting weapons and making armor, and then there was the war, this problem has been shelved. Now with so many people added in, and with so many people mixed together, the problem will inevitably become more and more serious.