On the bank of Zhejiang, on the sandbank, Sun Jian and Sun Ce stood side by side. Sun Quan, Sun Yi and others stood in a row behind him, looking at the opposite hillside, where the ancestral tomb of the Sun family of Fuchun, Sun Zhong, who is often mentioned, was buried there. The narrow sandbank was full of people, including the Sun family, the Wu family and the Xu family in-laws. Across the narrow river surface, there were Fuchun Changguannan and Fuchun families of all sizes. Those ordinary people without status could only stand further away, looking at the Sun family's father and son returning home in glory.

Sun Jian was deeply moved. "Bo Fu, I left home with a young age, I never thought that I would be today."

Sun Ce bowed: "This is the result of my father's 20 years of hard work."

Sun Jian smiled and patted Sun Ce on the shoulder. "I have been working hard for twenty years, not as good as your five years of management. Bo Fu, you don't need to be humble. Modesty has never been the family style of our Sun family." He turned to look at Mrs. Wu not far away. Mrs. Wu and his sister, Xu Feng's mother, were talking, with spring breeze on her face, Sun Jie and Sun Sheng were playing around them. Xu Feng's children were also there, but they were a little timid and looked from afar, not daring to step forward. Yuan Quan, Yuan Heng and others stood obediently behind Mrs. Wu, and spoke softly, which made Mrs. Wu more noble. "Your mother is very satisfied with you." Sun Jian turned his head and smiled.

"Where is my father?" Sun Ce asked with a smile.

Sun Jian raised his hand, spread his five fingers, rubbed the neatly trimmed short beards under his jaw, looked at Sun Ce, and laughed. "You always ask these strange questions, not at all like you did when you were a child." He paused and said, "I am satisfied, but I am a little regretful."

Sun Ce was a little nervous and was careful. Although they didn't spend much time together, Sun Jian's father might still see something abnormal after all. "What's the regret? I'll change it."

Sun Jian looked at Sun Ce and couldn't help but smile. "I'm sorry that you look too much like me."

"Uh..." Sun Ce was speechless and smiled bitterly: "I can't change this."

"Hahaha..." Sun Jian laughed again, turned to Sun Jie, and Sun Sheng waved, and the two little guys rushed over and threw themselves into Sun Jian's arms. Sun Jian hugged them with one hand, smiling. "Bofu, I became famous for killing pirates at the age of seventeen. You captured Nanyang at the age of seventeen. My two grandchildren are both three years old this year. In another fourteen years, they should debut. At that time, you can't suppress them and block the way."

Sun Ce smiled, reached out to pinch the faces of the two little guys, and looked at Sun Quan not far away as if nothing had happened. "As long as they had this ability, I would never stop them. The world is big, and it is beyond our imagination, and can accommodate our father, son and brother."

Sun Quan lowered his head, pretended to whisper to Sun Yi, avoiding Sun Ce's eyes.

Sun Jian was very satisfied and pricked Sun Sheng's face with his beard, which made the little guy push him and laugh. Sun Jie shouted: "Big Mother, Big Mother, Big Mother, Big Father pricked his brother with his beard again."

Mrs. Wu rushed over and snatched Sun Sheng from Sun Jian's arms. She hated Sun Jian and wanted to pick up Sun Jie again, but Sun Jie held Sun Jian's neck and kept laughing. "It's still the big tiger's biological father, come and lean on him."

Sun Ce looked helpless. Sun Jian gave these two grandsons a nickname, one was called Dahu and the other was called Xiaohu, which was considered to inherit his title as the Jiangdong Tiger. The three-year-old child taught them to practice martial arts and recite military books. These two boys even rode horses to fight. Of course, they were not riding real horses, but their eldest father Sun Jian. Sun Ce asked his mother Mrs. Wu, and their brothers had never enjoyed this treatment when they were young, and only his younger sister Sun Shangxiang had once or twice. At that time, Sun Jian was already in his thirties and knew that he was a father.

From another perspective, although Sun Jian accepted his fate, he still felt a little regretful. After all, he was in his early forties and was at the right time to fight, but he had to work hard to watch the battle and play with his grandchildren. He was really helpless.

Sun Ce thought about it, patted Sun Jie, took him over, put him on the ground, and pointed at Xu Fu's daughter. "Go and go and play with that little sister."

Sun Jie responded clearly and ran away.

Sun Ce and Sun Jian were side by side and were silent for a moment. "Father, there is something I always want to ask you."

"you say."

"Do you like to fight on the grasslands in the north, or do you like to fight in the jungles in the south?"

Sun Jian stared at Sun Ce for a while, put away his smile, put his arms around Sun Ce's shoulders, and walked slowly along the river bank. "I want to go to Chang'an."

Sun Ce was surprised. "Go to Chang'an?"

Sun Jian raised his hand and told Sun Ce not to worry. "I remember I told you that although you and I are father and son, but have different experiences, so the choices will be different. I am my loyal minister of the Han Dynasty, and you are your founding king, and you will not be in conflict with each other."

Sun Ce sighed. Sun Jian did say similar things, but he didn't expect that Sun Jian still insisted on this idea.

"Although the five states have a large population, they are conducive to defense but not to attack. You have implemented new policies and seized many people's industries. I don't know how many families are unfavorable to you. You need time. I will go to Chang'an and I can buy you some time, at least let the court hear our voices."

Sun Ce thought for a while. "Father hopes that Your Majesty can know the destiny, adapt to the situation, and abdicate to me?"

"Isn't this good?"

Sun Ce pondered: "It's not that bad, it's just that the possibility is too small."

"The possibility is not great, but it is worth fighting for it." Sun Jian raised his head again and looked at the ancestral tomb in the distance. "I'll go to Chang'an to serve the Lord. You are developing in Jiangdong. After a few years, your wings have been completed. No matter whether the court accepts his fate or not, it will not affect the result. If Your Majesty can follow the will of heaven and abdicate to you, and both worlds are beautiful, if it fails, it will not be too late to fight again, don't you?"

Seeing that Sun Jian insisted, Sun Ce didn't say anything. The impact of this matter was too great and he couldn't explain it clearly for a while, so he found some time to sit down and talk. He looked back and smiled and said, "We can't be too rude to see you first."

Sun Jian nodded, turned around and walked towards Sun Jing, and laughed and said, "Youngtai, I heard that you are devoted to your studies and have achieved great results. Even Zhang Zibu, Pengcheng, praised you after reading your article. Your contribution is even greater than that of our father and son in battle. Our Sun family has also produced a scholar."

Sun Jing shook his hand repeatedly, smiling. "Brother is joking. What's my article? I'm just searching for seclusion and playing games. Besides, this is not my credit. These are all wise men in the countryside. They are the real heroes. Brother, I'll introduce you."

Sun Jing led Sun Jian to a group of Confucian scholars. These Confucian scholars were all natives in Fuchun, Qiantang, and Yuhang. They had read books, and some were a little knowledgeable about classics, but their level was very average and they had no fame. A few years ago, Sun Jing was entrusted by Sun Ce to collect antique objects in nearby villages and collect old legends, and achieved great results. They were not confident enough and did not dare to print them directly. They first sent the manuscript to Runan. They originally wanted to show Sun Ce, but when they arrived, they found out that Sun Ce had gone to Jingzhou, so they asked Zhang Zhao to take a look. Zhang Zhao was not interested in those legends, but they were very interested in the antiques they collected. They believed that some of them were ancient ritual vessels, and recommended them to go to Xiangyang to find Cai Yong for identification. The result has not yet been released, but was recognized by Zhang Zhao. Sun Jian felt very proud, and felt that the Sun family was no longer a poor martial artist, and also a scholar.

Sun Ce was about to follow in and listen, but Zhu Ran walked over quickly, looking a little nervous. Sun Ce raised his eyebrows slightly, a little unhappy. Today is a happy day for their father and son to return home in glory and return home in glory. Even if there is anything, there is no need to say it now.

Zhu Ran saw Sun Ce's displeasure and hurriedly said, "General, 600 miles of speed up."

I heard that it was 600 miles of speed, but Sun Ce did not dare to neglect it, but there was not much movement on his face. Since it was 600 miles of speed, it was naturally news from a distance. Even if the news from a distance was known, it would be difficult to react immediately.

“Where did it come from?”

"One on the south side, one on the north side."

Sun Ce was surprised again. Either he didn't come, he would just have two servings, one in the south and one in the north. Such a coincidence? He looked around and turned back to the riverside.

"explain."

"The north was transferred by General Mi. Gongsun Zan and Liu He fought together and died together. Liu Bei took over Gongsun Zan's subordinates and Yuan Tan took over Zhuo County."

Sun Ce's head hurts a little. Why is Gongsun Zan so useless? He just died like this. Isn't all my investments cheap? This is really a matter of human calculations. I just wanted to make an idea of ​​Liaodong to support Gongsun Zan. Before the resolution was finalized, Gongsun Zan died first. He understood why Guo Jia notified him at this time. Since the news was delivered to him, Gongsun Xu would soon see the messenger. If he didn't think about it in advance, Gongsun Xu might lose his composure.

"What's going on in the south?"

"Zhu Fu, the governor of Jiaozhou, was killed by the barbarians."

Sun Ce was stunned. "What?"

"The governor of Jiaozhou was killed and said it was done by local barbarians, but the specific situation is still under investigation."

"Fuck!" Sun Ce blurted out, a little uneasy. Zhu Fu is Zhu Yi's eldest son, with a bad temper and a rough personality. He has been the governor of Jiaozhou for several years. After Zhu Yi was dismissed, he began to send people to contact Zhu Fu, hoping that Zhu Fu could support him so that he would not be able to fight for the expedition. I don't know if he felt that Jiaozhou was too far away and that Sun Ce was out of reach, or if he felt that the Sun family's father and son were both Zhu Yi's old officials, and Zhu Fu's attitude had always been ambiguous. Sun Ce was considering whether to use military troops to Jiaozhou recently, but he had no decision, but Zhu Fu died.

Is this intentional trouble for me? There was an accident at the same time, and the parties involved were all related to him. Jingzhou has not yet decided, and Zhou Yu cannot escape for the time being. His father Sun Jian is determined to go to Chang'an to be a loyal minister. Who is more suitable to go to Jiaozhou?

Sun Ce turned around a few times and said to Zhu Ran: "Tell the priest to first send someone to appease Gongsun Xu and stabilize him. I will go and talk to Mr. Zhu in person."

Zhu Ran responded, turned around and hurried away. Sun Ce adjusted his breathing to calm himself down, came behind Sun Jian, and looked at Sun Jian with a smile and laughed at him with a group of scholars. Sun Jian took the time to look at him and asked him what had happened to him with his eyes. Sun Ce smiled and quietly attached himself to Sun Jian's ear and said, "No big deal, a little problem."
Chapter completed!