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Text Chapter 320 Zhuge Xuan (Part 1)

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    The sky was gloomy, and dark clouds enveloped the entire Xiangyang City. After a while, thunder continued and heavy rain poured down.

    The period from August to October is the non-stop rainy season in Jingzhou, and thunderstorms will come from time to time every day to cool down the weather.

    In the Guanyi in the city, Cui Yan and all the historians were sitting in the hall of the Guanyi. They were playing chess and drinking tea. They were living a very comfortable life.

    "Master Cui, what the hell is Liu Biao doing? It's been three days without any trouble. Could it be that he regrets it?" Shi Agang put down the horse in his hand and said with dissatisfaction.

    Cui Yan looked calm, only seeing the chess game on the table, and didn't care at all about Shi A's words, "Since he didn't send anyone here, let's just wait." As soon as the chess pieces fell, his tone was calm.

    Since the assassination at the banquet three days ago, Cui Yan has never seen Liu Biao again.  Liu Biao did not come in person, but sent people to bring some items to calm Cui Yan's shock and allow him to have a good rest.

    "The more we talked about it, the angrier it became. As soon as we arrived in Xiangyang, Cai Mao seemed to want our lives. He knew who the enemy was, but he couldn't do anything." When he thought that Cai Mao was going to harm Cui Yan, Shi Ah was furious. If not  Cui Yan repeatedly asked, and by this time he might have already settled accounts with the other party.

    The rain kept falling, and the two of them chatted and played chess, waiting for the heavy rain to stop.

    "Da da da" Accompanied by the sound of rain hitting the city, a carriage slowly drove from outside the city to Guanyi Station in the city. Only the sound of the driver's driving was heard, and the carriage stopped outside Guanyi Station.  Soon after, only six people were seen getting out of the carriage.

    This group of six people looks weird, but more like a family.  There were four boys and two girls, of whom only one boy and one girl looked to be about forty years old. The rest were children. The oldest looked to be only about sixteen or seventeen years old, and the youngest was only two or three years old when he was held in someone's arms.

    ??Looking at the man and woman stepping out of the carriage with a child, it seems that the two of them should be a couple, and the four people behind them should be their children.

    "Ziyu, you take your younger brothers and sisters into the house first. You should ask your uncle to carry out these rituals." After the man took some money from his arms and sent the coachman away, he hurriedly said to the sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

    The young man wiped his wet forehead and shouldered the burden with all his strength, "Uncle, Ziyu can do it, and he is an adult now. My uncle has taken care of me and my younger siblings all these years. Now I, as the elder brother, should also support the family."  "

    The young man looked thin, but he was very strong. He picked up his bag and walked towards the post.  The middle-aged man looked at his nephew's back, a rare smile appeared on his gloomy face. Seeing his nephew grow up, he was also happy: "Brother, have you seen it? Tzuyu has grown up now."

    "Husband, come in quickly. It's raining heavily outside and your clothes are all wet." The middle-aged woman stepped forward and raised her hands to help her husband shield him from the heavy rain. The whole family walked in towards the hotel.

    But when everyone first entered Guanyi, they saw the steward in Guanyi running out in a hurry, "Who are you? This is Guanyi where Xiangyang City officials live, not an inn."

    When the steward saw that the visitors were bringing their families and a lot of luggage, his face became very ugly. He regarded these people as country people coming into the city from the countryside and said something unpleasant.  He winked at the two guards at the entrance of the hotel, and the two guards hurriedly stepped forward with swords to drive these people out.

    "Steward, we came from Yuzhang to join Governor Liu, please be accommodating." The middle-aged man stepped forward and said with his hands in hand.

    "Haha It's just you. You are not afraid of biting your tongue when you speak. What can you do, old or young? Come join my lord and eat and drink for free." The steward looked like a villain.  He looked sarcastic at the man in front of him.  And those who heard the steward's words in the hotel couldn't help but burst into laughter.

    There are many gentry in Jingzhou, and there are countless scribes. Scholars who think they are talented often come to Guanyi to seek refuge with Liu Biao. These scribes have no connections and have no back door. They can only wait in Guanyi, which is not like the recruitment hall run by Liu Long.  What a difference.

    "You'd better please come back. My lord doesn't have time to see you. Look at how many great talents I have here, all waiting for my lord to summon him." The steward was too lazy to say anything and stepped forward to sweep the people in front of him out of the hall.  Post.

    "You are such a rude manager. My uncle was also the governor of Yuzhang. How can he compare with these scribes? How can you be so rude and drive us out? Is this how Liu Biao of Jingzhou treats guests?"  Angry at the rudeness of the manager, he stepped forward to reason with him.

    The steward was already dissatisfied with these people, but now that he heard the young man talking so highly of himself, he shouted angrily, "I don't care whether you are the governor of Yuzhang or the current emperor. I have the final say when you come to this hotel. Come here! Here!"  I will beat these old and young people out with sticks."

    "Stop." The guard ran forward with a stick and wanted to drive these people away.At this time, Cui Yan, who was not far away, quickly stood up to stop him.

    The steward was already angry when he heard someone stopping him behind him. When he heard someone dared to interrupt in front of him, he turned around and yelled, "Whose grandma doesn't want to live anymore"

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    "Steward, it's getting dark today and it's raining heavily outside. Why don't you let this brother and his family go there? Why don't they stay in my compound first? I don't know if you have any objections." Cui Yan  He looked at the steward with a smile on his face.

    "Yes, yes, Mr. Cui said yes, of course." The steward couldn't help but nodded. He couldn't afford to offend the person in front of him. Although the person in front of him was not an official from Jingzhou, he was also an envoy sent by Bingzhou. If there was anything wrong, he would  He couldn't afford to be the steward of a small hotel. In addition to the scolding just now, he was afraid that Cui Yan would punish him.

    Cui Yan did not argue too much with the steward, but walked towards the man who was about to be driven away, cupped his hands and said politely, "Brother, if you don't mind, how about living in the same compound with me? The heavy rain today may not stop for a while."  ."

    "What should I do?" The man declined. From the steward's compliment to this person and the words he called Master Cui, he knew that the person in front of him was not an ordinary person.

    "It's inconvenient for me, why do you need to be like this? Come on, let's sit here and have a glass of wine to warm up." The other party's body was already soaked. Cui Yan didn't care about the other party's refusal and grabbed him.  The other person walked towards his seat.

    After sitting down, Cui Yan asked someone to pour the wine, raised his glass and said, "I'm Cui Yan, I don't know your surname."

    "Alas! My surname is Zhuge Xuan." The man cupped his hands and replied, and it could be heard from Zhuge Xuan's sigh that this man had something on his mind.

    ¡°Zhuge Xuan, could it be that¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­¡­?¡±

    I have been busy for two days, and I have to work overtime today, Sunday, which is very depressing.  I'm sorry that I can't update two chapters.
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