Chapter 85 Zhao Yun’s Past

Guan Yu was also drunk at this time and was a little confused. He hurriedly waved his hands: "Marquis Shen works for the benefit of the soldiers and cares for the soldiers. It should be my wine to respect Marquis Shen!"

It turned out that He Yan had just been called "Succulent Hou" by a group of people outside, and he was so embarrassed that he planned to go to Zhao Yun's place to escape.

Unexpectedly, there were Guan Yu and another school officer in Zhao Yun's tent, so He Yan took out the remaining wine, fried food, and fried noodles in his hand, and the four grown men gathered around and started drinking.

"This is indeed delicious! Mr. He, why didn't you make some when you were in Xuchang?"

Zhao Yun, like He Yan and Guan Yu, was also slightly swollen and his face was flushed.

"It's been a long time since I've tasted such delicious food! It's like it was made by Yan Niang! It's delicious!"

Yanniang?

He Yan stared at the boss because he seemed to smell some gossip.

“The food Yan Niang made back then was really delicious!”

The school official who was drinking with the three people agreed.

"Yan Niang is the most beautiful girl in our village, and she ended up marrying you, Zilong! How disgusting!"

The reason why this school official is so familiar with Zhao Yun is that he is a fellow villager of Zhao Yun, his surname is Xiahou, and his single name is Lan.

This Xiahou has nothing to do with Xiahou Dun's lineage, but is a Xiahou from Changshan County. This Xiahou Lan has known Zhao Yun since childhood, but by chance, he joined Cao's army a few years ago.

As Zhao Yun's childhood friend, Xia Houlan naturally knew all about Zhao Yun's past affairs. Not only He Yan, but also Guan Yu listened with interest.

"At that time, Zilong was a well-known handsome young man in our neighborhood. Many girls wanted to marry him! In the end, Zilong chose the most beautiful girl from the Li family to marry, which really made us envious!"

Only then did He Yan know that Zhao Yun had a wife before, no wonder he was still pregnant every day.

"And then?"

Under He Yan's questioning, Xia Houlan sighed: "Then one day a group of thieves broke into the village and killed Zilong's wife while our men were away."

As soon as these words came out, He Yan, who had just planned to watch the excitement, suddenly became petrified.

Even Guan Yu looked at Zhao Yun in surprise: "Zilong! Why have I never heard you say this?"

Zhao Yun raised his hand with a smile on his face: "Say, what did you say? I, I have already let it go!"

He Yan held the wine glass and leaned against Zhao Yun. He tried his best to open his eyes and asked, "Have you really let go?"

"I really let it go!"

"real?"

"Really..."

"real?"

"..."

This time, Zhao Yun did not respond to He Yan. He Yan finally raised his head and found that Zhao Yun's eyes were red: "Are you crying?"

"..."

Zhao Yun pointed his hand at He Yan's forehead: "I, if I had given birth to a son at that time, Mr. He would be as old as you!"

Hearing that Zhao Yun's answer was not what the question was asked, He Yan was once again confused.

I regard you as a brother, but you actually want to be my father?

Slapping Zhao Yun's hand away, He Yan asked: "So is this the reason why you haven't married a wife for so long?"

At this moment, Zhao Yun did not answer He Yan's words, and just let them fall to the ground.

He Yan didn't care, but hugged Zhao Yun: "Man, look forward!"

"You must marry a wife and have children to pass on the incense to your Zhao family!"

"That's it! I, He Yan, will take care of your Zhao Yun's search for a wife! I guarantee that you will be satisfied!"

He Yan also provided customized services very considerately: "Do you like young people or old people?"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yun was vague: "Anything is fine."

"Do you like virtuous people or powerful people?"

"Anything is fine."

"Do you like boys or girls?"

"Anything is fine."

Come on!

He Yan immediately shut his mouth to prevent Zhao Yun from saying anything shocking.

"Come on! Drink!"

Fortunately, there is nothing a man can’t solve with a glass of wine.

If not, then have two drinks!

The four of them gathered around and drank all the remaining wine in Cao Cao's camp. When the waiter in Cao Cao's tent came to look for the person the next day, his eyes were stung by the scene at that time.

Zhao Yun was hiding in Guan Yu's arms with his clothes half unbuttoned. One of his hands was still holding Xia Houlan's ankle, while Xia Houlan rested his head on Guan Yu's feet, almost trembling.

He Yan didn't do anything good either. As the only sober person, He Yan found a brush somewhere and was drawing the appearance of three people on each bamboo slip.

"Such an exciting scene will naturally be passed down!"

He Yan has decided that this picture of "Guan Erye, Zhao Si and an unknown passerby drunkenly" must be passed down as a family heirloom!

The waiter who came to see He Yan covered his eyes and said, "Master He, Sikong has something important to ask you. You'd better go there first."

Important matter?

He Yan thought that Cao Cao wanted to thank him for what happened yesterday, so he waved his hand generously: "No! It's all what I should do! You can tell Sikong for me, and if there is any reward, just send it directly to Xuchang's home!"

"no……"

The waiter was also an old man from Sikong Mansion. He was Cao Cao's servant and was familiar with He Yan. He leaned into He Yan's ear and said, "General Miaocai came back early this morning. His face looked very bad. Sikong called Mr. He over.

It should have something to do with him."

"Uncle Miaocai is back?"

He Yan scratched his head: "Is it possible that something happened to Xuzhou's grain collection?"

That's not right. If something really happened, Cao Cao should also go find Ren Jun. After all, Ren Jun is much more reliable than He Yan himself.

"Okay, I'll go there then."

Afterwards, He Yan handed the brush and bamboo slips to the waiter: "Help me continue painting! I must finish the painting!"

The waiter took it bravely: "Mr. He, I'm afraid I'll be beaten to death by the three of them."

"Don't worry! They know what they're doing and won't beat you to death. They'll go there for a few months at most."

"..."

When He Yan left the camp, he found that many eyes were focused on him.

Occasionally, some sounds reached his ears.

"That one is Hou Rouhou? He looks very young!"

"It's not about youth, people are young to begin with."

"Do you think we should go up and thank Duorou Hou?"

"Thanks, that's fine... The question is, do any of you know what the name of Duorou Hou is?"

"..."

He Yan took a deep breath and expressed that he did not want to meet these stinky Qiuba who would repay kindness with hatred, so he quickened his pace.

But as soon as he took two steps, He Yan noticed darkness in front of him.

When he looked up, he saw a soldier who looked like an iron tower standing in front of He Yan.

Without waiting for He Yan to guess what this person was doing, he just watched him fall to his knees, making He Yan look him in the eye.

"X, thank you Duo Rouhou!"

He Yan became depressed again: "No, I'm not called Succulent..."

Unexpectedly, the other party did not give He Yan a chance to explain——

"Most of my brothers in the camp were injured when they fought against Yuan Jun not long ago. Many of them are already dying and are hanging on with their breath!"

"Just yesterday, everyone got the food distributed by Duosuhou. Many people looked much better after eating it. Even the doctors in the army said that they have a way of survival and will be cured soon."

The soldier raised his waist and said, "The kindness of Marquis Duosu is not a favor of meals, but a favor of saving lives! I would like to express my gratitude to Marquis Duosu on behalf of my colleagues!"
Chapter completed!