Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

When a distant voice came, Ning Rong couldn't help but smile.

After all, the students of the academy are different from those of the Guozijian Academy. Under the relaxed and free environment, the students of the academy gradually revealed their nature.

Shao Muai, this is human nature, blindly suppressing will only create those who have dark hearts.

"Why? Don't you have a sense of accomplishment?" Xi Zhicai was already old and out of shape, lying on the bed, his eyes no longer lost the wisdom and sharpness of decades ago.

"Brother, the medicine I sent you..." Ning Rong looked at Xi Zhicai's aged appearance, and felt a little uncomfortable.

In recent years, those who have been side by side with him are becoming less and less.

Mr. Dian Wei and Xu Chu, the two door gods, passed away shortly after Cao Cao's death. There are rumors in the world that these two generals went to the underworld to follow the late emperor to conquer the world, and even the historian also specially added a note to the history books.

For this reason, Dianman and Xu Yi even visited the historian in person. This is something that will make Dian and Xu two famous forever, and any big gift is deserved.

It's just that the historian was a tough one, and even threatened that if Dianman and Dianman left gold and silver behind, he would tear up the history books.

Helpless, Dianman and Dianman had no choice but to return home, but Xunqing, who was a historian, received unanimous praise from scholars, and even the emperor praised Xunyou for having successors.

And later... Gan Ning, the Marquis of Jinghai, who was so powerful in the East China Sea, fell asleep on his bed. According to Gan's family, that Gan Ning tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep until it was almost dawn, and his servants dared not disturbed his rest, but did not expect

That night was a farewell.Cao Hong, a man with a lot of money, died of drunkenness. Since he wiped out the water thieves seven years ago, his military career has embarked on a wonderful road. Perhaps the emperor thought that he handled the water thieves well, so he appointed him He begged the thieves for the states in the south of the Yangtze River.

The governor, led Zuo Wuwei to fight against bandits and floods.

And he was accompanied by the leader of the army, Huang Zhong, the old and vigorous general, who couldn't bear his own flesh and blood to be worn out in the peaceful years, and took the initiative to lightly wipe out the bandits in the northern town.

Those five years were the most desperate days for bandits in the world. Huang Zhong and Cao Hong were like two machetes, combing the whole world back and forth several times. All the bandits and water bandits were arrested and went to build cities and roads.

Blind Xiahou's temper became more and more irritable in his later years. This person who was also handsome in the past has always regarded his blindness as a great shame.

In order to relieve the loneliness of the veteran, Cao Ang specially sent him to Chenliu County to farm, where Cao Cao used to be the land of the dragon, but now it is the experimental field of the Great Wei.

Blind Xiahou was naturally sent to manage farming affairs because of his experience in farming. In Cao Ang's words, finding something to do can make him feel more comfortable.

"You haven't come out of the mountain for three years... If Zilong knew about it, he wouldn't want to see you like this!"

Xi Zhicai listened to Ning Rong's ramblings, with a gentle look on his face. When the three brothers were pointing out the country, what he was best at was checking for omissions and filling in vacancies.

"Oh! Don't go out!"

Hearing this, Ning Rong sighed, and looked around at the lush forests and bamboos, he liked the quiet environment very much.

"The bamboo forest in the back mountain of the college was brought by that boy Boer with great effort. He heard that I like bamboo, so he and the students from the civil engineering department of the college came up with this hydroponic method, so that these bamboos took root in the college. "In the back... is the place where those old guys live in peace. Brother Zhao's wish is to return to Changshan, and this is just a tomb for him... I have taken care of this world for 18 years, and it was right at the beginning of the emperor's entrustment ok, see next

Those juniors..."

Ning Rong made up his mind this time, he will continue to live in the bamboo forest on the mountain behind the college, he doesn't want to go back to the Ning family now, it's more like an ancient tomb, quiet and silent.

"Bai'er, this kid has made military achievements. He killed most of the Xianbei alien race. I heard that those who survived were also driven to Beihai by him. Now the government's policy is to open up the northern desert. I'm afraid there won't be enough wool for a long time... ..."

Xi Zhicai said gloatingly, the current Wei Dynasty is really at its peak in the Spring and Autumn Period, with a vast territory comparable to the Han and Wu dynasties, but the most rare thing is that there is no noise in the world, and the whole world is controlled by the court.

In terms of the best control ability, even Qin Huang and Han Wu would be willing to bow down.

Spinning machine...

sewing machine……

Railroads made of steel...

The bridge running from north to south was piled up by large military ships.

Although this method is very stupid, it is already considered a masterpiece in this era, and the Mohists, who are in charge of supervising the cross-river bridge, have also become another foundation of the academy.

"Han people always want to grow something in the field. This is the nature of our nation, and this is also our excellent inheritance. Those who are in contact with the earth are the most down-to-earth people!"

Ning Rong seemed to have remembered something, and said with some emotion.

Chinese civilization stands tall in the long river of history through hard work.

"call……"

When Ning Rong came back to his senses again, he found that Xi Zhicai had already fallen into a drowsy sleep.

"Old~"

Ning Rong said with a sigh, more than a dozen people jumped out of the bamboo forest, and they returned to the academy to protect Xi Zhi.

"Son, the ghost soldier is your grandfather's behest. The old man is old and useless. You have to take good care of this empire for the old man!"

Ning Rong hunched over and walked slowly towards the depths of the bamboo forest, her light and fluttering voice echoed in the wind.

"Master Hou's order, Zhang Hai respectfully obeys it!" The young man said with a murderous expression on his face. He is Zhang Hai's grandson, and like his father, he has become the third generation of Zhang Hai since he became the leader of the ghost soldiers.

"Go! Go and tell Bai'er that his Marquis of Dingyuan was conferred by the emperor, and the emperor is about to fail. Rui'er still needs his help, and let him stay away from the court!"

"By the way, tell Ning Yuan that the Yinhou Mansion let him give it to the old man's eldest son Ningruo. In the future, the Yinhou Mansion will only be inherited by the eldest son. The Yinhou Mansion is not an honor but a family responsibility. As for him I... let him come to the academy~"

Ning Rong is trying to use his remaining prestige to set rules for the Ning family.

"Yes!"

Zhang Hai bowed to promise, and the crisp voice reminded Ning Rong of those years, when he fought side by side with ghost soldiers.

……

The breeze blew the bamboo forest, Ning Rong opened his eyes again and looked at his small bamboo building, his clear pupils turned left and right.

Time flies, he remembered that he only met Xi Zhicai yesterday, but today is Xi Zhicai's 13th year since his death.

The more people get older, the more painful they are, and the things of the past will become clearer with time, which makes them think more and sleep less. The loneliness of old age is beyond ordinary people's comprehension.

"Father, the little emperor sent someone to say hello..." Ning Yuan tremblingly shouted outside the door. Since he completely left the court 13 years ago, he has been responsible for Ning Rong's daily necessities.

"Ahem...Looking at your body, you should exercise more!"

Ning Rong rolled his eyes at Ning Yuan dissatisfied, his son is not as energetic as he is, which makes him a little unhappy.

"Let the little emperor's people go back, tell him not to learn from his father, Cao Rui is too strong, he has to do everything by himself, Zhuge Liang is so exhausted, that guy Zhou Buyi is good..." Ning Rong He waved his hand and said to Ning Yuan, this kind of situation happens every five days, he has lived long enough, and survived three generations of emperors, the little emperor can ascend the throne or he can say it himself, but... in the face of the little The emperor was lucky and also

Sad, because Ning Rong is like a big mountain to him.

"Where's Bai'er?" Ning Rong turned around and was about to go back, but suddenly remembered something and asked Ning Yuan.

"..."

Ning Yuan's face darkened when he heard this, and he didn't dare to look at his father.