Chapter 39: Aunt Dong Yuan: Bai Er, you want to learn embroidery?

"Many thanks to young friend Gu for pointing out the maze today."

"If it weren't for you, I’m afraid I would have been troubled for I don't know how long."

Li Ru thanked Gu Yi from the bottom of his heart.

As the Grand Steward of the Xiliang Army and Dong Zhuo’s eldest son-in-law, Li Ru was always worried about the future of the Xiliang Army.

As the saying goes, "The authorities are confused, the bystanders are clear."

Gu Yi joined halfway and did not know how many twists and turns Dong Zhuo’s forces experienced before entering Luoyang.

And Li Ru, as a confidant who had followed Dong Zhuo for many years,

naturally understood what Luoyang city meant to the entire Dong Zhuo force.

If Luoyang were abandoned, everyone would definitely be reluctant.

Who could bear to discard the hard-won crystallization of hard work after years of wind and rain?

But precisely because of this psychology, even a wise man like Li Ru inevitably fell into the predicament of being confused as an authority.

Although Luoyang was hard-won,

the truly valuable things in Luoyang city were the Han Emperor and court officials, and the banner of Han legitimacy.

Moving the capital to Chang'an, this banner could also continue to exist.

But if he continued to guard Luoyang, it would be extremely unfavorable for the future development of the Dong Zhuo army.

To put it plainly, Luoyang was in the Guandong territory.

It could be considered the core city of the Guandong territory.

But Dong Zhuo and the Xiliang Army were just outsiders.

The Guanxi territory with Chang'an as the core should be Dong Zhuo’s true base.

After figuring this out, Li Ru decided to submit the plan for moving the capital to Dong Zhuo as soon as possible.

Subsequently,

Li Ru chatted with Gu Yi for a while longer.

Watching Gu Yi’s departing back, Li Ru couldn't help but sigh:

"Truly, the younger generation is to be feared."

And at the same time,

in the back hall of the Li residence,

Dong Yuan was also chatting with Dong Bai.

Looking at Dong Bai’s thoughtful face, Dong Yuan teased:

"Whose handsome young man is it that has hooked our Bai Er’s soul?"

Hearing this, Dong Bai instantly blushed and said:

"Aunt, don't talk nonsense."

"It hasn't even started yet."

"Besides, I don't know what kind of feeling that Gu Yi has for me."

Facing Dong Bai’s response,

Dong Yuan, as an aunt, couldn't help but have a feeling that "a grown girl cannot be kept."

In fact, in Dong Yuan’s view, Dong Bai’s worry was completely redundant.

With Dong Bai’s figure and appearance, how could Gu Yi not be tempted?

Furthermore, who was Dong Bai?

That was Dong Zhuo’s own granddaughter!

The term "affection across generations" was vividly displayed in Dong Zhuo.

From childhood to adulthood, other girls might be forced by their parents to learn needlework.

But here with Dong Zhuo, Dong Bai did whatever she wanted.

He didn't force her to do anything at all.

Gu Yi was a junior valued by Dong Zhuo, handsome, and quite talented.

The two of them together were clearly a match made in heaven!

However, before Dong Yuan could finish her musings.

Dong Bai suddenly seemed to think of something and spoke up:

"Auntie, Auntie, could you teach me how to embroider?"

"I want to make a sachet for Gu Yi."

Hearing this, Dong Yuan was stunned for a moment, then she touched Dong Bai's forehead and sighed:

"Before, you told me that you wouldn't learn embroidery even if it killed you."

"Now, it's quite the opposite; as soon as Gu Yi arrives, you're taking the initiative to learn."

Being teased by her aunt, Dong Bai's face turned even redder with shyness.

But her mother had passed away when she was very young.

This was also the first time Dong Bai had liked someone so much.

The young girl had no one to confide her feelings in.

Naturally, she wanted to personally make something unique to give to Gu Yi.

"Auntie, Auntie, just teach me."

Dong Bai tugged at Dong Yuan's clothes and acted like a spoiled child.

"Alright, alright, I really can't win against you."

"Shall I teach you, then?"

Dong Yuan revealed a happy smile from the bottom of her heart.

As the wife of Li Ru, Dong Yuan had previously heard her husband mention that Old Dong wanted to play matchmaker between Dong Bai and Gu Yi.

Dong Yuan had previously worried whether this would result in a forced melon that wouldn't be sweet.

But now, seeing Dong Bai's reaction, Dong Yuan knew her worries were completely unnecessary.

Actually.

Besides her eldest aunt Dong Yuan, Dong Bai also had a second aunt, Dong Yi, who was the wife of Niu Fu.

But Dong Yi's personality was completely different from Dong Yuan's.

Dong Yuan liked peace and quiet, while Dong Yi was someone who would never let things go easily.

Under her discipline, her husband Niu Fu had no status at all in their home.

It is said that once, because Niu Fu secretly took a concubine and Dong Yi found out, he couldn't get out of bed for two months afterward.

That concubine was subsequently tracked down by Dong Yi and killed.

From this, one can see how ruthless Dong Yi was.

Perhaps their horoscopes didn't match.

Or perhaps it was a matter of intuition.

Dong Bai and her second aunt Dong Yi had never been very close.

But she had an excellent relationship with her eldest aunt, Dong Yuan.

Now.

Dong Bai was personally asking Dong Yuan to teach her embroidery.

Dong Yuan was naturally happy to teach her.

The two worked busily for a long time.

Looking at the slightly crooked but gradually taking shape character "Gu," a sweet smile appeared on Dong Bai's face.

After returning from Li Ru's residence.

There was still some time before dark.

Gu Yi simply went to the military camp to find Zhao Yun.

After defeating the coalition, Zhao Yun was also promoted for his meritorious service, exceptionally appointed as a Captain, and granted a residence.

But being hardworking and enduring, he chose to live in the military camp with the three hundred White Horse Righteous Followers soldiers.

Seeing Gu Yi come to find him, Zhao Yun instantly showed a look of joy.

Although Zhao Yun received his direct appointment from Dong Zhuo.

In Zhao Yun's heart, Gu Yi was his true lord in the real sense.

If it weren't for Gu Yi's keen eyes.

I am afraid that at this moment, Zhao Yun would still be nothing more than a righteous soldier leader under Gongsun Zan.

"Zilong, why don't you just stop staying in the military camp tonight."

"I have some good wine in my residence sent by that fellow Hua Xiong; come and have a drink with me."

Gu Yi patted Zhao Yun on the shoulder and invited him.

Zhao Yun thought for a moment; the affairs in the military camp had indeed all been handled properly.

As a Captain, he had nothing else to do if he stayed here today.

In this case, it would be quite nice to go and drink and chat with Gu Yi.

After packing up, the two left the military camp together.

However, as the saying goes, how can one drink without eating meat?

But just as the two finished buying cooked meat and were preparing to return to the residence.

They were suddenly attracted by a figure on the side of the road.

The man looked to be over forty, but his whole body was full of firm muscles; one look and you could tell he was a martial artist.

In his hand, he held a precious carved bow.

Although Gu Yi and Zhao Yun were not very knowledgeable about bows and arrows.

They could tell at a glance that the bow and arrow in the man's hand were by no means ordinary.

But looking at the man's posture, it seemed he was selling this rare precious carved bow.

"Zilong, how about you and I go take a look?"

Gu Yi became interested and pulled Zhao Yun to the man's side.

Seeing that the visitors were two young men, the man's face showed a hint of disappointment.

But then, as if realizing something, his gaze stared fixedly at Zhao Yun.

As top-tier fierce generals of the current era, the two could be said to have a tacit understanding.

Seeing this, Zhao Yun quietly said in Gu Yi's ear:

"Mr. Gu, this person's martial prowess is likely extraordinary."

Hearing this, the interest in Gu Yi's eyes grew even stronger.

To be evaluated like this by Zhao Yun, it is evident that this man's level is at least that of a first-class fierce general.

"Strong man, is the bow and arrow in your hand for sale?"

Gu Yi asked.

The man replied:

"This bow is a precious carved bow passed down from my ancestors, and the material is excellent."

"But because I need to treat my young son's illness, I have no choice but to sell this bow."

After speaking, the man gently stroked the precious carved bow with a look of reluctance.

It was as if he were saying goodbye to a comrade who had followed him for a long time.

"Treating an illness?"

"May I be so bold as to ask, does your son suffer from some difficult-to-cure disease?"

Gu Yi had already made up his mind that if this person in front of him was truly capable, he would take him into his service.

"Sigh..."

"I am originally from Nanyang."

"My young son suffers from a malignant disease, and the physicians I sought could not cure it."

"I heard that the divine physician Zhang Ji was in Luoyang, so I set out from Nanyang to find him here."

"But after arriving here, I learned that the divine physician Zhang Ji had already left Luoyang for Changsha."

"Alas, my travel expenses are exhausted, and my son's illness requires expensive medicine every day."