Hearing this, Lu Jinxi couldn't hold back, her eyelids twitched.

What else can Xue Chi do in Xue Zhai these days?

She didn't want to know.

If she didn't run into Gu Juefei when she went out today, she might still be interested in this matter, but now...

Forcefully holding back the inexplicable guilty conscience in his heart, facing Xue Chi's "hurry up and guess, I'll show off after guessing" demeanor, Lu Jinxi is still very face-saving, showing a look of curiosity.

"How can I know about the big events in your school? I'm told to guess, but I can't guess."

"Then..." Xue Chi showed a little confusion on his face, and added, "Then let me remind you that I mentioned it to you yesterday, and you also asked about it."

"That thing..." Lu Jinxi pretended to think, then suddenly said, "Could it be that your husband said about the start of the school fast?"

"That's right! You forgot that I was still a mother!"

Xue Chi said, very proud, and started talking to Lu Jinxi like offering a treasure.

"The gentlemen said that on the second day of next month, there seem to be seven very famous gentlemen who are going to take exams and record students at the Yuewei Museum of the Three Sages outside the city. Many, many people are going to go!"

Just like what Gu Juefei said before.

only…

Lu Jinxi glanced at Xue Chi, only to find that this kid had a look of excitement on his face, and then looked at Luo Dingfang next to him with anticipation in his eyes.

Gee.

Xue Chi, don't you want to go too? It shouldn't.

Lu Jinxi thought to herself, but there was nothing strange in her voice, she just said, "So that's what happened. So what did your husband say?"

"Sir said, the news should be known to the capital today, and many people will go there by then."

"He asked us to go too, saying that the admission of students regardless of age, depends on talent, but also on talent, and said that we might also have opportunities."

"Mother, you didn't see it. As soon as Mr. finished speaking, the school exploded!"

As soon as Xue Chi said it, he was quite eloquent.

He raised his hand, and described the exaggerated scene to Lu Jinxi vividly, with a kind of high spirit in his voice.

As soon as their husbands said that one of those gentlemen was "Gu Juefei", the whole school was completely boiled, and they discussed each other word by word.

Something "my mother mentioned it some time ago", something like "my father and mother quarreled because of him", something like "my father liked the poem he wrote"...

It seems that everyone has heard of this person, and it seems that everyone knows how powerful this person is.

Even Luo Dingfang, who has always been introverted and steady, couldn't help dragging him and shouting several times, so excited he couldn't help it.

But in fact, Xue Chi's impression of these three words can at most be linked to that sword: a person who gives gifts to his mother seems to have some ability.

the most important is…

The sword is beautiful.

But now everyone is talking about this man as if there is a heaven on earth and no earth, like a bright moon in the sky, you can't touch it; he also looks like a great sage.

This strange cognitive difference made Xue Chi at that time bewildered and at a loss.

Until now, this feeling still lingers, so that after he finished speaking, he couldn't help lowering his voice and asked Lu Jinxi in a low voice: "Mother, do you think this old Mr. Gu is really that powerful?"

Luo Dingfang, who was on the side, sighed silently.

The maids in the room were also stunned: it is rare to see someone like Xue Chi who has not heard much about the reputation of Young Master Gu...

Lu Jinxi knew that Xue Chi didn't know Gu Juefei was powerful, but he didn't expect him to ask himself.

Facing those curious eyes, she actually wanted to throw the tea cup away, and lied bluntly and conscientiously, saying that Gu Juefei was "not good enough".

but…

The people here are not fools, not to mention Gu Juefei's reputation is not something that can be ruined by her mouth.

Therefore, Lu Jinxi's mouth twitched, and he could only say something wrong: "Young Master Gu is famous all over the world, and it's natural to be a first-class and a powerful person. But..."

She turned her gaze, and her words followed, with a bit of a smile in her voice: "I see that you lacked interest yesterday, why are you asking about this Young Master Gu again today? Join in the fun and go to worship Mr.

"No, no, it's not!"

When Xue Chi heard this, he was almost dumbfounded and waved his hands again and again.

"Mother, don't be scary, don't you know what kind of virtue a child is? There are already so many teachers in school, so don't find another gentleman for me!"

A face with a little baby fat has become a bitter face, and the excited expression on his face has turned into a panic.

It's not like I heard that I want to pay my respects to Mr., but it seems that I have encountered a flood of beasts.

This was completely unexpected to Lu Jinxi.

But when she saw it, she still couldn't help laughing out loud: "I knew you were a devil in the world, and you like to be naughty and mischievous all the time, and Mr. Ran is a good hand. When you change your temper, you must take the initiative to worship Mr. Woolen cloth!"

Xue Chi suddenly pouted in dissatisfaction, but he was afraid of annoying her, so he could only mumble in a low voice: "Baby this is called detachment, don't follow the routine, don't join in the fun with them. Today, I just heard that this person is very powerful, and he was as famous as his father. That's why I came here to ask..."

Oh.

After a long time of trouble, is it because of his father?

As famous as Xue Kuang?

Xue Kuang was twenty-seven years old when he died in the battlefield, and Gu Juefei happened to be in the middle of the field that year, and he was twenty-three years old. In fact, the two are four years apart, but they are equally famous.

Lu Jinxi couldn't help but wonder, but comforted Xue Chi: "Don't worry, I didn't intend to force you to go."

"Yeah!"

Xue Chi suddenly cheered.

"I knew that my mother is the most beautiful and reasonable person in the world! She won't force me to go!"

This **** sucks!

All the maids in the room laughed.

Lu Jinxi also shook his head helplessly, glanced at Luo Dingfang who was smiling next to him, and couldn't help reminding Xue Chi, "You can slow down, the second son of Luo is still here, don't forget to look proud."

"No way."

Xue Chi was not worried at all, giggling.

"The two sides have long been used to it, so don't worry about us. By the way, mother, is that sword still with you? I want to show it to the two sides."

That sword?

Lu Jinxi was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

He was talking about the Honglu Treasure Sword.

Before Xue Chi couldn't put it down, he had to leave. But because she was afraid that the sword would be too sharp and hurt people, she told them to cut the scabbard. Before the scabbard was ready, of course the sword was still with her.

Looking at the current situation, and looking at Luo Dingfang's expectation, it must be this kid who got the sword and couldn't wait to share it with his friends.

Lu Jinxi was stunned, and only agreed, and ordered Egret to fetch the sword.

The three-footed Honglu sword, still in the sword box, was placed on the table by the egret.

As soon as the box was opened, a faint cold air wafted out, and the sharp and condensed sense of sharpness was even more overwhelming. There are several inscriptions cast on the dark sword body, which is simple and heavy.

Xue Chi immediately cheered and pulled Luo Dingfang to see.

In addition to liking women, men also love cars and weapons.

Boys in this era like some cold weapons. It's also a normal thing.

Therefore, Lu Jinxi was just by the side, watching them with a smile.

Two children, one taller and one shorter, leaned against the table, one on the left and one on the right, watching carefully.

"How's it going, isn't it?"

"It's really the Honglu Qingjian. I heard that Honglu has rarely made swords. In the past few years, he didn't make swords directly. I didn't expect it to be seen here."

"Hey, this is what the old Mr. Gu gave it, maybe because of my dad."

"Yes, it is said that the sword is given to the hero."

"Of course. But this old Mr. Gu seems to be as famous as my father, but he's not nearly there."

Xue Chi said, and became proud.

"When my father was twenty-three, he was already grandfather's lieutenant, and he was sent to guard Yunzhou in the face of danger. Prince Yikun, who killed the Xiongnu in the first battle, was still Xuetian at that time. My father...my father..."

Halfway through speaking, he suddenly stopped.

Xue Chi was embarrassed, scratched his head, and was a little anxious: "I can't remember it for a while, it's all because the storyteller talks too fast, I can't remember it so quickly!"

"it's okay no problem."

Seeing this, Luo Dingfang wanted to express his relief.

Unexpectedly, with a sudden "pop", Xue Chi patted his forehead, as if thinking of something.

He turned his head and looked at Lu Jinxi with bright eyes: "Mother, father guarded Yunzhou, what was the situation when he beheaded Prince Yikun? You know, tell us about it!"

Lu Jinxi, who was drinking tea, almost spit out the tea when she heard this!

Speaking of Xue Kuang?

Battle Yunzhou, kill Yi Kun?

God!

She had also seen the battle reports under the pillow and in the box by Mr. Lu, and she only knew the general situation. How could she tell more details?

The original Lu Clan might have deliberately paid attention to what the storyteller said about those battles.

But when Lu Jinxi came, Xue Kuang was already a dead person. She had been dead for so many years. First, she did not hear Guo others talk about the specific war, and secondly, even if she heard it, she would not deliberately remember it.

Call her now?

This is simply a question of delivery.

For a while, Lu Jinxi's heart skipped a beat, thinking about what to do, but didn't speak.

Xue Chi kept staring at her, originally looking forward to it, but seeing his mother didn't speak for a long time, then he suddenly remembered—

made a mistake.

He was actually only five years old.

But in his limited memory, the look in his mother's eyes as she looked at him was full of melancholy, and when he called his name, there was also a layer of melancholy.

Xue Chi knew that he was the late child of the Xue family.

He had not seen his father, and his father had not seen him. My mother should be brooding about this, so she took such a name for him.

My father is like a scar in my mother's heart that will never disappear.

But just now, in front of his mother, he asked about his father again, and opened the scar...

At this moment, Xue Chi was a little scared in his heart, and there was a little panic in his eyes, almost thinking that his mother would drive him away the next moment.

Unexpectedly, the next moment, a warm and bright smile bloomed on Lu Jinxi's face: "Do you want to hear it?"

"Eh?"

Xue Chi was stunned for a moment, only to feel that Lu Jinxi's feeling was different from what he thought, and he didn't seem to mind that he asked about his father.

He had never heard of his father on the battlefield from his mother's mouth...

For a time, Xue Chi was moved.

But he was still a little scared, so he only dared to test it out cautiously: "I want to hear... but if mother doesn't want to say, we won't listen."

Luo Dingfang was also beside him, looking worriedly.

Seeing the appearance of these two children, Lu Jinxi sighed in his heart.

Of course, she noticed the change in Xue Chi's demeanor in a short period of time, and naturally she also remembered the things between Lu Shi and Xue Kuang.

Guess also knows that after Xue Kuang's death, the Lu family must not want to mention it, and keep it a secret.

This marriage was a disaster for her, and Xue Kuang's death made the situation worse. So, she will always have that scar in her heart.

Every time it is mentioned, it is revealed—

Blood dripping.

But deliberately not mentioning it, isn't it another kind of memory?

Why not calm down?

Perhaps there is also an opportunity to forget and heal.

After all, Lu Jinxi was not the Lu family.

No matter how powerful Xue Kuang was, in her eyes, she could at most be labeled as a "children's father". Other than that, she was no different from a stranger.

Therefore, at this moment, her mood is almost unchanged, and she only keeps a smile on her face, giving a shot of prevention for the upcoming crap: "Since you want to listen, then mother will talk. But it's okay, mother. I wasn’t on the battlefield at the time, and what I knew was all based on hearsay, it’s not necessarily true, it’s not necessarily complete, if there is anything wrong, don’t laugh at me.”

Where did Xue Chi think that her mother would say such a thing?

At this moment, he was amazed and only glanced at Luo Dingfang.

The two of them were excited, but they stopped looking at the Honglu Baojian, ran back and sat down together, and Baba waited for Lu Jinxi to tell a story.

Four eyes, translucent, all stared at her.

Lu Jinxi inevitably felt a little more pressure in her heart.

But she dared to talk about it, and she was naturally sure in her heart. All the circumstances and the details from the battle report letter left by the Lu family were laid out—

Location: Yunzhou City;

Core characters: Xue Kuang, Yi Kun.

Basic information: Xue Kuang was twenty-three years old at the time, and he was ordered to guard Yunzhou as a lieutenant.

Analysis: You are young, your status is not high, and when you come to Yunzhou in danger, you can infer from common sense. One member, with good strength, caused heavy losses to Yunzhou.

Conclusion: Guan Yun Changwen wine killed Huaxiong!

Lu Jinxi's brain is still very good. After watching "Three Kingdoms" many times, some of the classic plots are already well known.

Can the situation of Xue Kuang's battle match that of Guan Yu's beheading of Huaxiong?

With the blueprint, Lu Jinxi had seen the map of Daxia and read a few travel notes before, so she added some polish and changes, and a wonderful story was born from her mouth.

"The battle at Yunzhou City is a long story."

"Prince Yikun of the Xiongnu was born with a round face and big ears, a straight nose and a square mouth. His body was eight feet long and his waist was ten girths wide. On this day, he suddenly led troops to go down the pass."

"The terrain of Yunzhou City is steep, which is the most important checkpoint in the northwest direction for me..."

Huaxiong's appearance was not written in "Three Kingdoms", and Lu Jinxi had never seen the Xiongnu's Prince Yikun, so he arbitrarily gave Lu Zhishen's appearance.

Uh…

May he have a spirit in heaven and rest his eyes.

Lu Jinxi didn't feel any guilt in her heart, and only started from the difficulties faced by Yunzhou City.

It is said that Prince Yikun has attacked the city several times, and each time he will lose a few generals in Daxia, making the generals defending the city anxious and turning into a turtle with a shrinking head.

At this time, Xue Kuang was ordered to come, and he entered the city with a small number of personal soldiers.

The city simply prepared some drinks to catch the wind for him.

But because he was young and new here, he was ridiculed by his parents, so he got into this position. He was more fiery, and even made Xue Kuang get out of the way.

Unexpectedly, just in time for the meeting, it happened by coincidence—

On this day, Prince Yikun of the Xiongnu just happened to lead his troops to knock on the gate of the city again, and sent people to shout loudly in front of the battle.

"The defender of Yunzhou City suffered a few days of defeats in a row. Hearing the scolding below, of course he was furious and wanted to send someone to fight."

"So a brave young general asked himself to fight, but within two minutes of going down, he was beheaded by Yi Kun; after everyone discussed it, another veteran went to fight the enemy, but he was beheaded again."

"At this time, Yi Kun killed two people in a row, and his arrogance is arrogant. The morale of the soldiers in Yunzhou City is low, and people are panicked..."

Of course, Lu Jinxi didn't know whether there were unlucky teenagers and unlucky veterans.

But for the sake of the story, let it be.

While she was talking nonsense, she looked up: Xue Chi and Luo Dingfang both listened carefully, even if they knew that Xue Kuang won later, they are holding their breath now, and they are too nervous.

It seems that storytelling is also a good way.

With a sigh in his heart, Lu Jinxi continued to speak.

The following plot, almost no suspense.

Xue Kuang, who had been on the sidelines for a long time, finally stood up at this time. He only said: "Xue asked to fight, and I would like to cut off Yi Kun's head and offer it to the tent."

Those people were already quite critical of him, and most of them sneered when they saw him asking for battle.

Some people even strongly expressed their opposition, thinking that Xue Kuang would make Da Xia lose face.

"But at this moment, Yunzhou City is already in a critical situation, and we need to work together to defend against a strong enemy."

"The general who guards the city is also a half-hero. At the moment, it is only said that the general was born in the general door, and his father has no children, and let him try it. So he taught the general to drink hot wine, and he wanted to let the general drink it, and then go on horseback. ."

"But the general didn't drink it, he just let the wine go down, opened the city gate, and went out to fight."

Speaking of which, the two children didn't even blink their eyes, as if they were afraid of missing the expression on her face and missing half of the words she said.

Lu Jinxi couldn't help but smile.

"As soon as the city gate opened, the drums were loudly beaten, and the shouts were loud, like the sky and the earth collapsed, and the mountain collapsed."

"The generals and men in Yunzhou City were all shocked. The general had just opened his mouth and wanted to ask people to inquire about the situation of this battle. Where did he expect that when the bell rang, the horse arrived at the middle army, and the general had already carried Nay Kun's head and threw it at the on the snow."

"At that time, the turbid wine was still warm."

"He just got off the horse, and in the silence of the ground, he took the wine and drank it..."

When it comes to the end, there are already some arias in these sentences.

Jin Ge iron horse, sword light sword shadow.

Heroes, when paired with spirits!

"Three Kingdoms" only wrote about Guan Yu beheading Huaxiong's head and returning, "the wine is still warm", but Lu Jinxi added Xue Kuang beheading Yi Kun's head and returning, drinking strong wine.

Think about it, if it really happened, what kind of arrogance would it be?

One knife and one shot, fighting against Yi Kun;

One person and one horse, turn the tide!

She was thinking about the general who had been buried in the battlefield for many years, and she didn't know how his skill and demeanor were compared with Guan Yunchang.

But the situation in Yunzhou City at that time was actually a thousand times more critical than that of Sishui Pass.

In reality, the war may not be as dazzling as the Three Kingdoms, but Xue Kuang's generation of famous generals, who won a hundred battles and spread their reputation, should not be inferior to Guan Yunchang.

After the story was told, Xue Chi and Luo Dingfang were already fascinated by it, but they couldn't come back to their senses.

Seeing this, Lu Jinxi smiled and wanted to call them back, but when he looked up, he saw three people standing at the door.

Xue Mingli and Xue Minglang stood side by side, nothing but the same trance.

But standing next to him was Xue Tingzhi in a snow-white robe. On the incomparably beautiful face, a pair of deep ink eyes were staring at her steadily, flashing a somewhat unpredictable and changing divine light.

It seems probing, it seems suspicious.

At this moment, Lu Jinxi, who met those eyes, suddenly felt a little scalp tingling.

So, I remembered an extremely important detail that she ignored—

Xue Kuang, are you drinking?

Especially when fighting with troops.