Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

Ning Rong suddenly remembered the tragic situation of the five chaos in China. The world in the north was ten rooms and nine empty, and a hundred thousand scholars panicked southward. middle!

Are you going to talk about ethics with Hu people?

Ning Rong curled her lips in disdain, muttering to herself.

Sima family!I would rather be here!You will not be allowed to repeat history!

Ning Rong stared into the distance murderously, his cold eyes glowed with ruthless iron blood!

kill!

Whoever messes with China will be killed without mercy!

Guo Jia shuddered suddenly, looking at Ning Rong who was full of murderous aura, he didn't know what happened again.

Looking back at San Pang, San Pang was laughing with Mo Shu in a low voice!

Shaking his head, he took two quick steps to catch up.

……

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Dongjun, Dongwuyang.

Walking on the quaint streets thousands of years ago, looking at the bustling scene of shops lined up on both sides, the abrupt cornices flying horizontally, the wine streamers fluttering in the wind, the shimmering carriages coming, the endless stream of people, and the orderly pairs of Hei family sergeants patrolling the streets.

Seeing the smiling faces on people's faces and the calm steps under their feet, Ning Rong gradually relaxed. In this era of great conflict, it is really a joy to see the scene of living and working in peace and contentment.

"Feng Xiao, what do you think of the people under Cao Mengde's rule?"

Guo Jia looked at this ancient city seriously, and wandered casually under his feet, his eyes couldn't help but light up.

"...The image of living and working in peace and contentment, but I still have to see Mr. Cao, and then drive me!"

"Prefect's Mansion, let's go!"

Chapter 9 Are you embarrassed?

Dongjun Taishou Mansion.

Ning Rong sighed and looked at the obscure black plaque, her face twitched, and she couldn't help being upset.

"If I knew I was going to travel through time, I should have learned the characters of this era in advance. Look at this character... It's crooked...Is it iron painted with silver hooks?"

sigh~~

It took me five years to finally become familiar with these fonts, okay?

It hurts to say it!

"Zhiyuan, are you... all right?" Guo Jia noticed his strangeness and asked with concern.

The concerned eyes warmed people's hearts, and the distance between the two people's hearts became closer.

"It's okay! It's just a feeling in my heart! Your and my dreams are about to start here!" Ning Rong lied without changing his face, and he couldn't tell the truth. He said that he was a bachelor's degree graduate in the year he just came here. , came here but became an illiterate who didn't even know a word?

Ugh!

Those unbearable years, Ning Rong felt exhausted thinking about it, in order to learn these characters of the Han Dynasty, is it easy for him!I think it was not so hard to learn English back then!

Thinking of this, Ning Rong smiled inexplicably again, hehe, from this point of view, our ancestors' writing is better, this writing is much more profound than that English!

Own is always the best!

Guo Jia didn't know his weird thoughts, seeing him laughing again, he just thought he was thinking about it.

"Three Fatty, you two are waiting here watching the horses, Feng Xiao and I will go in and have a look!"

Ning Rong took two steps, then stopped suddenly, turned around and looked at the three horses, feeling that this was too inappropriate.

"By the way, you have taken care of the bean sprouts. When I come back, let's give him extra meals. It seems that he is tired these days and has lost weight from hunger!" Ning Rong pitifully touched the bean sprouts' huge head, unable to bear it. Live in self-blame for a while.

When Guo Jia heard what he was talking to himself, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he couldn't help turning his head away, deciding not to look at him.

Are the bean sprouts hungry?He also suffered!Take a look at these two legs of yours, are you slipping thin, okay?Obviously you can ride a horse and hurry up, but you have to stop and go, and you are reluctant to ride a horse. Your care for the bean sprouts along the way is better than yourself.

Guo Jia couldn't help eating the taste, this is not a horse, it's like a living ancestor.

"What are you talking about! Bean Sprouts can't talk, and they don't know how to be cold or warm. Naturally, you have to waste some thought. You are cold and hungry, and you won't find food by yourself!"

Ning Rong rebuked Guo Jia nonchalantly, and walked forward swaggeringly, his expression seemed to say, you are ashamed to compete with a horse, really!

Guo Jia opened his mouth and sighed: "... Jia..."

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Standing in front of the gate of the prefect's mansion were two pairs of tough black-armored soldiers, who had spotted the sneaky Ning Rong and Guo Jia a long time ago.

"Hey! This is the important place of the prefect's mansion! No one else can come near!" The soldier scolded coldly.

Ning Rong walked forward without poking his head, Guo Jia had no choice but to follow.

Shout?

It's a lifeless thing!

The soldier saw that these two people didn't take him seriously at all, and instantly became angry, "Brothers, take down these two minions!"

With an order, the snowflake-like knives glowed coldly, and they were about to reach the necks of the two in the blink of an eye.

"Stop!" Ning Rong became angry instantly, pointing at the clothes of the two of them and scolding: "Speedy work! Have you ever seen such a small work?"

Ning Rong, dressed in a crescent-white Confucian uniform, wearing a kerchief on his head, is more than seven feet tall, with a white face and beardless, and has the demeanor of a nobleman.

Guo Jia, dressed in a sky-blue Confucian uniform, with a bun on his head, a wine gourd hanging around his waist, bright eyes on his pale yellow face, and the look of a free and easy prodigal.

The leading soldier stood in front of the gate of the prefect's mansion all day long, naturally he had some winks, and looked at the two of them carefully, but it really didn't look like a meticulous work.

"I don't know why the two of you are here?" The soldier's tone eased a lot, and he asked tentatively.

"Mr. Xi is in the mansion, and Guo Fengxiao and I are his friends!" When Ning Rong was chatting with Guo Jia on the road, he learned that his friend Xi Zhicai was working for Cao Cao at this time, so he immediately moved him out. After all, he is the biggest.

Guo Jia's eyes were upturned, and instead of looking at Ning Rong, seeing his non-violent tone, he thought that Xi Zhicai was very skilled with him.

"Xi Junshi?" The soldier trembled in fright, and said to himself that it was lucky that he didn't make any big moves. Xi Junshi is the Taishou's military division, his most trusted confidant, and he must not be incompetent to be his friend.

"Why? Xi Zhi isn't there?" Ning Rong looked at the dull soldier and asked thoughtfully, "Then... Xun Yu, is Xun Wenruo here? He is also my friend."