Rejuvenation of the Han Dynasty in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 1 Why are you like this Changshan Zhao Zilong

In mid-spring of the seventh year of Emperor Linghe of the Han Dynasty, and at the beginning of March in the year of Jiazi.

The vernal equinox has passed, but the grass and trees in Youzhou are still withered and yellow.

Zhuo River flows through Zhuolu Mountain, where ravines criss-cross and trees cover the sky, and becomes the natural boundary between Fanyang and Zhuo County.

The river broke through the ice that had just thawed, and it seemed to be venting the suffocation that had been oppressed all winter, and the ice was thrown into a mess.

On a grassy beach upstream, two horses were grazing with their heads down. The saddles and reins were hanging on their backs. Water droplets keep rolling down.

A young man in white clothes stood on the shore not far away. His body was as tall and straight as an ancient pine. He stood upright with a spear, which formed a sharp contrast with the rushing river.

The boy looked to be only about 15 years old, wearing a square scarf, a face with Chinese characters, white as jade, thick eyebrows, big eyes, and a stern expression. The morning breeze was slightly cold, but beads of sweat stood on his forehead.

"Thirty more times, I can beat you!" Suddenly a lazy voice came.

It turned out that there was another boy lying in the grass at his feet. This man was wearing dark purple clothes, which blended with the dry moss on the shore, and looked a little older.

He looked up to the sky, with his hands folded behind his head. A pair of crescent eyebrows made him look handsome and delicate. His dark eyes revealed a wise and restrained light. His face was also dripping with sweat, and his skin looked like he had been drunk. It turns into lavender, glowing like a rosy glow in the morning sun.

"Difficult!" The voice of the boy in white was calm and crisp, with incomparable confidence.

The boy in purple rolled his eyes helplessly: "Aren't you tired?"

"Tired!" The boy in white seemed to be attracted by the ice in the waves, staring at the river without looking back.

"I see you are tired!" The boy in purple sighed, with a helpless smile on his lips, "Then why don't you lie down and take a rest? Even sitting down will do!"

"Okay!" The boy in white agreed, but his javelin-like body remained motionless.

The purple-clothed boy was speechless for a while, raised one leg, shook his toes, and complained, "Can't you say two more words?"

"can!"

"tell me the story?"

"Brother!"

"Mom!" The purple-clothed boy wailed, sat up angrily, grabbed his hair with his hands and wailed in pain, "You are such a tormenting little fairy."

"He is a man!"

"Damn it!" The purple-clothed boy suddenly raised his head, supported the ground with one hand so as not to fall down, propped his body up and stared at the white-clothed boy dumbfounded, as if he saw a monster, his eyes filled with disbelief.

A gust of wind blew across the river bank, rolled the skirt of the young man in white, and hit him in the face, he came back to his senses, swallowed hard, and said with lingering fear: "You are not allowed to talk like Sister Yu'er, it's too scary .”

"Huh?" The white-clothed boy finally moved, looked down at the purple-clothed boy, and frowned slightly.

His eyes were as dark as ink, but seemed to be filled with stars. He seemed to be a little confused. Isn't this how senior brothers and younger sisters joke with each other on weekdays?

What the little girl said was "I'm a woman!" If you change it into a man on yourself, it shouldn't be a problem, right?

The purple-clothed boy looked up at him, and after a long pause, he twisted his sore neck and lamented, "Zilong, Zilong, why are you like Changshan Zhao Zilong?"

The boy in white became more and more confused, and couldn't help saying a few more words: "Who is Zilong?"

The boy in purple was completely defeated and lay helplessly on the grass. In this era, when a man is twenty, he is given a crown and a title. Usually, the elder or a distinguished guest gives the title, but the boy in white is still only 15 years old. Just children.

How did he know that in the near future, his five characters would be famous throughout Kyushu, and even be admired by people of later generations.

As for the brother in front of him, his soul has already come from a college student more than 1000 years later, and he also has adoration and love for him.

The purple-clothed boy was also thinking about his thoughts in a daze. It has been three years since this era, but the general he was looking forward to is still in the process of ignorant development. He is really anxious and angry.

That year, he took advantage of the summer vacation to visit the Huangdi Cultural City in Zhuolu County, Hebei Province. He saw the totem poles of 56 ethnic groups in the Hefu Altar, and he couldn't help feeling overwhelmed.

At that time, the morning sun was rising, and I couldn't help shouting excitedly: "I don't regret going to China in this life, and I will be a Chinese in the next life—"

Maybe because I was too excited and shouted too loudly, I felt a little lack of oxygen, and my eyes went black for a while. When I opened my eyes again, I somehow traveled to the end of Han Dynasty. Now my identity is Liu He, the son of Da Zongzheng Liu Yu.

It turned out that Liu Yu's term as Inspector of Youzhou had expired. On his return journey, he was robbed by robbers in Zhuolu Mountain. He happened to be rescued by the passing hero Tong Yuan, and his family survived.

During the fight, Liu He was clubbed on the head to protect Liu Yu, and he woke up from a coma for three days. In fact, the soul of the awakened person had already changed, but outsiders couldn't see it.

Hearing that the old man in front of him was actually Tong Yuan, one of the heroes of the Three Kingdoms, Liu He was stunned. Isn't this the master of the victorious general Zhao Zilong?
So he resolutely refused to leave on the grounds of continuing to heal his injuries, and at the same time asked Liu Yu to intercede that he wanted to learn art from Tong Yuan!
Of course it is true that he wants to win over Zhao Yun, but he also understands that troubled times are coming, and his own strength is the guarantee for his survival.

Liu Yujiu was at the border, well aware of the troubles of foreigners, and just being robbed by robbers, he was lamenting that he could not protect his family, and he had also heard of Tong Yuan, so he agreed to Liu He's request.

Liu Yu is a clean and benevolent official, supported by all the people in Youzhou, and he is also a member of the royal family. Seeing that Liu He intends to learn martial arts, and he is injured and cannot travel far, Tong Yuan agrees to take care of him.

But Liu He was a relative of the Han family, and Tong Yuan didn't dare to accept him as a disciple, so he only accepted him as a registered disciple.

After parting with Liu Yu, Liu He knew that Tong Yuan was here to find Zhao Yun. Zhao Yun was accepted as a closed disciple by Tong Yuan when he was five years old. Three years ago, Zhao Yun's mother died of illness, and he had to stay at home for three years.

Liu He followed Tong Yuan excitedly to meet the most popular, handsome and white-robed general in the history of the Three Kingdoms, but he saw a little kid with two lines of green snot on his nose and a face covered with mud.

Fortunately, those thick eyebrows and big, dark, smart eyes gave him some comfort.

The two of them followed Tong Yuan up the mountain before formally becoming apprentices. This year, Liu He was 15 years old and Zhao Yun was 12 years old. They picked up a ready-made bargain and became senior brothers.

The sun and the moon are long in the mountains, and three years have passed without realizing it, and it is an extremely important year at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty: the Year of Jiazi!
The blue sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand.

Years old in Jiazi, the world is prosperous.

Anyone who is familiar with history knows that the Yellow Turban Uprising broke out this year, which officially opened the prelude to the troubled times at the end of the Han Dynasty.

It's not that Liu He didn't want to go out early to find a way to change this troubled world. He is really too young, has no hair on his mouth, and can't do things firmly. suggestion?

What's more, the big man has accumulated a lot of hard work, and it cannot be changed by one or two people, so he can only seek self-improvement first, and then self-reliance.

As the saying goes: a fence with three stakes, a hero with three gangs.

Now that he has Zhao Yun as a ready-made junior, he needs at least two more helpers to do big things.

Liu He knew that Zhuo County had two very suitable candidates: Guan Yu and Zhang Fei.

Zhang Fei sells pork in the county town. He is a well-known wealthy family.

But Guan Yu is a itinerant peddler, which is not easy to handle!

(End of this chapter)