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Four hundred and one troubled times

Looking at Guo Peng's back, Cao Chun hesitated for a moment, then walked to Guo Peng's side.

Guo Peng did not speak out, as if he was recalling the past.

So Cao Chun felt that Guo Peng might be nostalgic, so he asked.

"General, should I repair this mansion and replace it with the Guo family plaque?"

Guo Peng was silent for a while and said, "Zihe, do you still remember seventeen years ago, you and me, and Zixiao. We came back from fishing by the river and stood here together, following the villagers of Qiao County behind me, and in front of me was my father?"

Cao Chun thought about it hard.

"At that time, I was still young and didn't remember it very clearly, but I could vaguely remember a few clips. At that time, it was indeed unforgettable."

"Hahaha."

Guo Peng smiled: "It's been seventeen years. When I stood here seventeen years ago, I didn't expect that I could stand here again in seventeen years. Is it still doing such a thing in this capacity? Zihe, can you think of it?"

"No, how can you think of this time? At that time, you will only think of eating, drinking and having fun."

Cao Chun also laughed.

"You...hehe, I still remember what happened at that time. I have not forgotten everything that happened at that time. The appearance here has not changed. It is still the same as at that time, just in front of you and behind you..."

Guo Peng said this, looked back at the countless elite tiger guards with distinctly armored following behind him, and then turned his head: "It's different, everything is different, I'm different, you are different."

Guo Peng patted Cao Chun on the shoulder: "Please clean up here. I will stay here tonight. The army will stop here for a night and rest for a while."

"Abide by the order!"

Cao Chun immediately agreed.

Guo Peng walked into this big mansion, walked through the front yard and the back yard, the outer yard and the inner yard, and also went to the room that once belonged to him.

The last time I slept in this room was a few years ago.

After the age of twelve, I returned home several times before I returned home, and I never left so many deep memories like when I was young.

When I went to Qingzhou, I thought I would not be able to return for a long time, so Guo Peng packaged the land house here and sold it to several buyers. At that time, those people thought they had taken a big advantage and thought it was a good business.

However, now this place is so depressed and dilapidated, and it seems that no one has managed it for a long time. I think those who bought these land and houses are either dead or escaped, but it is difficult to come back anyway.

Afterwards, somehow, Guo Peng suddenly became nostalgic and sent someone to search for his former neighbors around to see if they still lived in Qiao County and did not leave because of the war.

As a result, until the next day the army was about to continue moving south, Guo Peng did not find his former neighbors in Qiao County.

Some people say that Qiao County was once robbed and ill. All those who could leave were gone, and those who didn't leave died. Now they are moving from other places.

When Guo Peng learned about this, he was sitting by the river that year, playing with the gravel beside the river in his hand, looking at the slowly flowing river water, and there was a long marching dragon on the avenue behind him.

He was thinking about the scene of him chiseling ice and fishing here back then.

At first glance, in a trance, you can still see the shadow of the boy who endured the cold and tried hard to chisel ice.

Seventeen years have passed, and many things are different. The only thing that remains unchanged is the ambition to climb up at that time.

The young man who had insight into the rules of society and skillfully used them to embark on his own path has not changed his ambitions to this day.

It's just a little bit nostalgic, occasionally.

After all, he is a human, not a machine.

So after listening to Cao Chun's report, Guo Peng felt a little sad inexplicably.

Then he nodded silently.

"Since I can't find it, then forget it. In this world, I don't even know how long I can live, let alone them..., for nothing."

Cao Chun didn't know what to say for a moment.

In the past seventeen years, the world was in a state of turmoil, the wind and clouds changed color, heroes competed, the mountains and rivers were broken, too many things were changed, too many people were killed.

Whether it is a high-ranking official or a commoner, noble or lowly, he is not even as good as a dog in the face of troubled times.

In a chaotic world.

After a while of silence, Guo Peng suddenly spoke up at the quietly flowing river.

"Zihe, back then, this river was frozen. In the first lunar month, I was chiseling ice and fishing here for my mother to eat. Do you know what I was thinking about at that time?"

After hearing Guo Peng’s question, Cao Chun didn’t know how to answer.

Guo Peng's thoughts were getting less and less afraid to speculate. Guo Peng's prestige and dignity were getting heavier and he could make the people around him frightened. Although he had never punished anyone at will, he didn't know why, but Cao Chun was getting less and less afraid to talk to Guo Peng at will.

"Brother" that could have been called out casually at the beginning, but now even in private occasions, if Guo Peng doesn't mention it, he will not dare to shout it.

He didn't know what was going on, he just felt that as time went by, many things, including this, were changing.

So his answer is three words.

"have no idea."

These three words are the most reassuring, yes.

Guo Peng turned his head and looked at Cao Chun, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"If you don't know, you don't know. It's a good thing. You just need to know that from that time on, I have never forgotten what I have come to today. At that time, what I thought in my heart was no different from what I am thinking now. I have never been confused."

Guo Peng slowly stood up, picked up a flat stone, threw it away, and the stones floated five times on the river surface before sinking into the water.

"Don't forget what you followed me and why you have come to this day. If you don't remember, come and ask me. I can tell you the answer, but don't think about it yourself. If you think about it, you will have problems."

Guo Peng turned around, patted Cao Chun on the shoulder, and walked to the side of the horse. Under the service of his personal guard, he stepped on the war horse and rode his horse slowly, never turning back.

Cao Chun looked at Guo Peng's departure back and thought about it, but he didn't understand what Guo Peng meant.

But no matter what, as long as you listen to Guo Peng's words, there is nothing wrong with doing it.

This is how Cao Chun understands it.

He has been obedient since he was a child and has heard it. Since he is right, he should keep listening. Guo Peng will not harm him. Cao Chun is very confident about this.

Cao Chun ran a few steps, turned over the horse, and slowly moved forward with Guo Peng's back.

After Shu Shao's death, there was no force in the entire Pei Kingdom that could resist Guo Peng, and there was no one willing to resist Guo Peng.

Guo Peng sent five troops to sweep the Pei Kingdom, but he did not encounter any enemy that could stop the army from advancing. Pei Kingdom was soon controlled by Guo Peng.

However, there was no gain. The entire Pei State was seriously damaged during the war and disease. Shu Shao's governance of Pei State was somewhat effective, but it was much worse than before the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

Therefore, although Guo Peng's army was progressing smoothly, it was difficult to follow up the logistics. So Guo Peng slowed down his marching speed and cooperated with the logistics forces to open up the food channels to relieve them of pressure.

So in mid-October, several armies gathered in Qi County, and Guo Peng invited the generals to celebrate the victory of the first phase.
Chapter completed!
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