Liu Feng, the God of War of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 8 Xiaoxiong

The return of Liu Feng and Zhao Yun cheered Liu Bei's gloomy mood, but Xu Shu's return could make Liu Bei unable to suppress his inner ecstasy, jump up, throw away the burning stick in his hand, and run in the direction of the sound of horses' hoofs.

In the light of fire, the three riders rushed close, perhaps with a shame in their hearts. Xu Shu was even more eager to take the lead in seeing Liu Bei, and his horse was at the forefront.

When Liu Bei saw the familiar face clearly, he was so excited that he burst into tears. He took a few steps forward, pulled the reins for Xu Shu, who was pulling the horse in person, and shouted ecstatically, "Yuan Zhi, you finally can't bear to leave."

"I'm really ashamed. Fortunately, I met the eldest son and the dragon on the way. They saved my mother. If not, I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet the master again." Xu Shu, who rolled the saddle and bowed to the ground, was both emotional and ashamed.

"Okay, okay, just come back." Liu Bei quickly helped Xu Shu up, turned his eyes to the two people who followed him, and said with a smile, "Feng'er and Zilong are also back. Good, very good. As long as everyone is safe."

Looking at the hero he called "father" in front of him, Liu Feng's mood was quite complicated. After a few months of getting along with each other, from the bottom of my heart, Liu Bei is really good to him. Even after A Dou's birth, his father's love has never diminished. At this time, the father and son reunited after the disaster, and the excitement and appreciation reflected by Liu Bei also infected Liu Feng.

'Warmness is just an appearance. Liu Feng, you must not be confused by this appearance. You should know that under that warm smiling face, there is a hero's heart hidden.'

While Liu Feng warned himself in his heart, he hurriedly untied A Dou from his arms and handed his hands to Liu Bei: "Father, Uncle Yun and I rescued my brother."

This news refreshed everyone present. After an extremely chaotic day, many people's family members were lost in the turbulence, either killed by the enemy's iron hooves, or were taken away. There was no news of A Dou all day long. Most people thought that this newborn little life, like other sons of Liu Bei in the early years, died in exile. .

"Where is A Dou, where is it?"

In the scream, a young woman in a down-and-out dress described as a beautiful young woman pushing away from the crowd and breaking in. The young woman was Mrs. Gan, Liu Bei's side room, and also A Dou's biological mother.

In the process of handing A Dou to Liu Bei, Liu Feng could clearly feel that Liu Bei's hand was trembling. Obviously, A Dou's loss brought him a great surprise, but his face was calm without any waves. He didn't even want to hug A Dou for a moment, so he handed it over to the ecstatic Mrs. Gan.

'Joy and anger are invisible. Such a person is really terrible.'

Liu Feng sighed in his heart and was ready to tell the bad news of Mrs. Mi's suicide and how he saved A Dou.

At this time, Zhao Yun took the lead and said, "Mr. A Dou was originally with the mio. The mio was seriously injured. She was afraid of dragging down A Dou, so she hit the wall and committed suicide. The eldest son and I had to bury the remains of the milady and escorted the little prince all the way to catch up with the master. Lord, Zhao Yun is not good at protecting the Lord. Please plead guilty.

Mrs. Mi's death came out, and there were bursts of sighs immediately. Everyone was sad about Mrs. Mi's death. Obviously, the wife of the Liu family was very popular. However, when he heard the news of his wife's death, the corners of Liu Bei's mouth were only slightly **, and there was no more sad expression on his face.

Liu Feng was very surprised. In theory, saving A Dou was at least a credit. This credit should have been obtained by himself. In the first half of Zhao Yun's words, it seemed to be fighting for the success of saving the young master, and in the second half, it seemed to be asking for punishment. Such contradictory words and actions naturally made Liu Feng suspicious.

Why did Zhao Yun do this? As far as I know, he is not the kind of person who grabs achievements.

With a delicate mind, he turned his mind a few times and suddenly understood Zhao Yun's intention: he was not grabbing credit, but helping me.

Whether Mrs. Mi committed suicide or not, except Liu Feng himself, no one could testify. Even Zhao Yun, who was the closest to the truth, had doubted Liu Feng's motives at the first time.

After all, as long as people with a little brains know that the birth of A Dou has caused a subtle change in Liu Feng's status. If you speculate with extreme thoughts, it is not impossible for Liu Feng to kill A Dou and Mrs. Mi in the chaos.

And the reason why Zhao Yun believed Liu Feng's explanation was that he saw Liu Feng wrapped in a cloak at that time. If he really had evil thoughts, it would be possible to bury the mother and son under the earth wall together. There was no need to do this.

What's more, Zhao Yun saw with his own eyes that when he faced more than a hundred tigers and leopards before, Liu Feng was able to save A Dou who landed in such a dangerous situation. How could such a person be a murderer who deliberately killed his mother and brother?

However, not everyone can understand the whole process like Zhao Yun. If Liu Feng tells the whole process of the whole matter without concealment, he may be subject to unnecessary suspicion, so Zhao Yun will do so.

After understanding Zhao Yun's painstaking efforts, Liu Feng was grateful to Zhao Yun. His eyes quietly glanced at Zhao Yun, hinting with gratitude, and then he was also on one knee: "My son was ordered to escort the family from the back of the palace, but he was entrusted by his father. This is all the son's responsibility. It's not about Uncle Yun's business. If my father wants to punish, please punish me."

Even the 3,000 most elite Liu family army led by Liu Bei himself was easily defeated, not to mention Liu Feng's 2,000-line troops. Everyone knows that no one is wrong with the great defeat of Changbanpo. If you really want to blame, you can only blame Cao Jun for being too powerful.

"What are you talking about? Get up quickly." Liu Bei stretched out his hand to help them up, stroked their shoulders and sighed, "If I want to blame, it was also my decision-making mistake. I insisted on withdrawing south with 100,000 people. As a result, not only did I fail to save these innocent people, but they were also killed by Cao thieves. As for Mi's death, maybe this is God's will.

'It seems that he put the responsibility for the defeat on himself, but in fact, he indirectly emphasized his original intention of benevolence and love for the people, and took the opportunity to put all the responsibility on the brutality of Cao Jun. Well, this is very clear.'

A few ordinary words of self-reproach made Liu Feng see the brilliance of his father's tongue. Sure enough, as soon as Liu Bei said it, the bureaucrats present persuaded Liu Bei not to blame himself, scolding Cao's thieves for being cruel and benevolent, hurting heaven and reason, and killing the people.

"Adou, Adou, what's wrong with you!"

Just as everyone scolded Cao Thief to vent her unhappiness, Mrs. Gan, who was holding A Dou in her arms, suddenly changed and let out a sad scream.