Sun Ce just couldn't understand it.
A perfectly healthy person, guarded by Zhang Zhao and his men, disappeared once again from his heavily guarded territory. Although it was the work of ruthless bandits, it was still infuriating.
“Bo Fu, don’t be angry. There are many capable people in this world. Taking someone’s head from among ten thousand troops is not something that only Lü Bu, Guan Yu, or you can do.”
Zhang Zhao comforted Sun Ce and analyzed the enemy's situation for him.
“Last night, those thieves were skilled, but they only kidnapped Da Qiao. This is puzzling. Could they be Lu Kang’s men? If Lu Kang is surrounded like this, yet he still has the ability to send people to capture Da Qiao, his power should not be underestimated.”
"I'll say it again! This Da Qiao, she's not simple. She's not the kind of ordinary woman who stays at home and raises children obediently. Hey, I was against having her have your child in the first place, but I didn't expect her to be unwilling. Now that she's disappeared, it doesn't matter whether she's happy or not."
Sun Ce hadn't even captured the city yet when he met Zhang Zhao, who analyzed the situation for him but kept talking about his worries.
"Zibu, let's not talk about her anymore, and we shouldn't mention her again."
Sun Ce had his back to Zhang Zhao, making it obvious to anyone that he was angry.
Zhang Zhao then realized that he had indeed said the wrong thing and hurt Sun Ce's pride.
Let's talk about something else.
"You said the other day that Zhou Gongjin replied to your letter, saying that he would use the excuse of returning to Danyang to visit his cousin Zhou Shang to bring troops to join you. This is good, so that Yuan Shu will not suspect you again. Judging by the days, Zhou Gongjin will arrive soon. Let me take a small team to meet him first."
Sun Ce agreed.
Zhang Zhao immediately led two hundred men to meet Zhou Yu.
On the official road heading south from Shouchun to Lujiang.
The flag bearing the character "Zhou" fluttered in the wind, and a man riding a purple swallow horse, dressed as a scholar-general, stood out.
Zhou Yu led three thousand men and told Yuan Shu that he was returning to Danyang to visit his cousin Zhou Shang.
In reality, they were going to Lujiang to support Sun Ce.
Zhou Yu and Sun Ce were the same age and had been friends since their youth, sharing similar interests. When Sun Ce's father, Sun Jian, was fighting against Dong Zhuo, he moved his entire family to Shu County. Sun Ce and his mother, Lady Wu, were unfamiliar with Shu County, but they met Zhou Yu, who was known for his magnanimity. Zhou Yu not only gave Sun Ce and his family his own house to live in, but also frequently provided them with financial support.
After Sun Jian died in battle, Sun Ce grew to be seventeen years old and went out to make his way in the world.
Zhou Yu, along with his father Zhou Yi, traveled to Luoyang, Shouchun and other places.
These two childhood friends had not seen each other for a long time.
Unlike Sun Ce's "aggressive and domineering" type, Zhou Yu belongs to the "if I blossom, beauties will come" type.
Because of his tall stature and handsome appearance, Zhou Yu attracted the attention of local women wherever he went. Knowing that Zhou Yu loved music, the women would deliberately play the zither or bamboo flute in places where he might pass by. Some even came up with the ingenious idea of a chance encounter to strike up a conversation, playing the wrong tune in front of Zhou Yu.
Zhou Yu loved and was well-versed in music. If someone played a tune incorrectly in front of him, he would condescend to point out the mistake.
At that time, the story of "Zhou Lang noticing when the music was wrong" became a popular tale.
Qiao Manman held Qiao Jingjing's hand, and the two sisters, each carrying a large bundle on their backs, finally reached the official road.
"Sister, look, it's the Zhou flag!"
Qiao Manman was overjoyed when she saw the fluttering flag.
When her family lived in Luoyang, her father had met Zhou Yi, the magistrate of Luoyang. Magistrate Zhou was a good man, and the Zhou family had an excellent reputation for its family traditions and values.
"Sister, let's go and ask for help. If it really is the Zhou family army, they won't just stand by and watch us die."
Qiao Manman and Qiao Jingjing, barefoot and with bare legs, hid in the mountains for a day and a night, and then walked for another day and a night.
They occasionally encountered jackals, wolves, tigers, and leopards.
There are also hunters.
I was completely exhausted, like a beggar.
Qiao Jingjing scrutinized the large army on the official road for a long time, then looked at herself and her sister, who both looked like beggars.
As Da Qiao, despite her best efforts to avoid it, she still encountered Sun Ce, as if it were predestined.
My little sister, Xiao Qiao, is about to run into Zhou Yu again!
"Manman, no matter what camp they are, we'll go our own way. It's okay if it's slower."
Qiao Jingjing didn't want to be associated with this "Zhou" flag.
In the Three Kingdoms period, Zhou Yu was a capable man, but he died young. Xiao Qiao married him, and the years that followed, she and her child lived a comfortable life.
Qiao Jingjing's foresight was something Qiao Manman, of course, did not understand.
Her legs and feet were already worn out.
She could overcome the lack of food and clothing and the hardships of these days! Ever since her escape from the north that year, she was no longer a delicate young lady.
The only threats they faced were the ferocious beasts roaming the mountains and the bandits on the road.
If we want to survive and return to Lujiang City alive, we must find a way.
Someone must protect them.
And they are trustworthy people.
As Zhou Ziqi walked past and got further and further away, Qiao Manman thought about the long road ahead and decided not to listen to her sister.
The Luo River winds around the southern suburbs like a ribbon.
The Mangling Mountains rise and fall across the northern city
Purple mist rises over Yique
The surrounding mountains are like a painting.
Qiao Manman sang a local song from Luoyang from back then.
The voice was melodious and graceful, clear yet tinged with sadness, and with a sense of vastness within that sadness. The pitch wasn't high, yet it carried far.
Upon hearing the song, the men beside Zhou Yu couldn't help but search for its source.
The search revealed that the voice was coming from the two beggar girls by the roadside.
They laughed.
The music was wrong, and Zhou Yu noticed!
Zhou Yu's charisma was truly remarkable; his fame spread from Jiangnan to Jiangbei, and then from Jiangbei to Jiangdong.
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