Chef Wushuang of the Three Kingdoms

Definitely a good guy.

At least, in Liaodong and Qingzhou, Liu Bei is a very good man.

Fang Mo, who was circling in the field, laughed out loud after hearing such a sentence.

He knows best what his elder brother needs.

It's nothing more than the hearts of the people.

Now, he has begun to lead his eldest brother to gain the hearts of the people. Although the speed is not so fast, as long as he has the foundation, it will be much easier in the future.

"Report!"

At this moment, a steed came galloping from a distance, and a man in the dust was riding on it.

"Report!"

"Great victory in Liaodong, the rebel Gongsun Du was beheaded by the three generals on the spot!"

"Great victory in Liaodong, the rebel Gongsun Du was beheaded on the spot by the third price cut!"

All the way to.

He shouted all the way, and there was a touch of excitement on his face, as if the whole world had been calmed down.

The next day.

Fang Mo looked at Zhang Fei who came back with a human head, blinked his eyes, and said, "Third Brother, so you really went hunting this time?"

Before, Zhang Fei said that he was going to go hunting, and he left hundreds of people to protect him.

At that time, he didn't feel anything. After all, there are indeed a lot of game here... Well, there must be all kinds of bacteria on this kind of thing, but in ancient times, they were not afraid of them.

Just because Fang Mo didn't dare to eat it doesn't mean that other people didn't dare to eat it either.

Especially Zhang Fei still thinks about Liu Bei all the time, so of course he will find a way to send something back.

However, Fang Mo never thought that what Zhang Fei said about hunting was to take back Gongsun Du's head.

This is a bit too spooky.

He couldn't believe it!

With a bang, the head was thrown out by Zhang Fei. He chuckled and said, "Hehehe, it's all thanks to the elder brother. What does it have to do with me?"

Fang Mo was shocked.

He didn't even know when this guy acquired this kind of flattering skill.

How long has it been?

Could it be that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black?

While Fang Mo was thinking wildly, Zhang Fei approached him, looked at Fang Mo with that extremely frightened face, and said, "Why, does the fourth brother have an opinion?"

"No, big brother is wise, long live big brother!" Fang Mo quickly raised his hand, confirming this point, and then waved his hand and said: "Come here, send the head of the traitor Gongsun Du to Yuyang , by the way..."

……

"Ah!"

Liu Bei sneezed, and before he could say anything, Zhang Zhongjing, who was eating, hurried over, and after feeling his pulse, he frowned and said, "My lord didn't catch the cold, but why did he suddenly come out of his nose? "

"Haha, actually this is not considered..." Liu Bei was about to wave his hand to show that he was very strong, but who knew that Zhang Zhongjing's next sentence made him dare not even speak.

"However, my lord's body seems to be suffering from a persistent illness, and you have no heirs, which seems to be related to it..." Zhang Zhongjing frowned, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

As a doctor, it stands to reason that he would not care about these things, after all, this is not really a disease.

However, that is on ordinary people.

If it were Liu Bei, this matter would be really big.

All kinds of things may collapse one day, and even because he has no descendants, many things will happen.

"Is there a cure?"

After Zhang Zhongjing finished speaking, Liu Bei's eyes seemed to be shining brightly, staring closely at Zhang Zhongjing in front of him, not daring to relax at all.

He knew he couldn't hide this from others.

And he also knew that this matter shouldn't be caused by a woman, otherwise why he secretly found seven or eight other than Madam Qin, but none of them were pregnant?

he knows.

This should be his problem.

But in ancient times, it was too difficult to admit this.

Therefore, he usually doesn't think about it, or even think about it, and in his opinion, having no heirs is actually a great good thing.

at least.

There are many things that will never happen later.

But the moment Zhang Zhongjing spoke, he suddenly felt that he might be saved.

No one knew how excited a person who might not be able to become a father would be when he heard the news that he might become a father.

"The essence is weak, the kidney water is insufficient, and the lord is working day and night..." After Zhang Zhongjing finished his pulse, he slowly shook his head and said, "Difficult, difficult, difficult!"

"is it?"

As soon as the three difficult words were uttered, Liu Bei was not very excited. He smiled slightly and said, "Since it is difficult, let it be."

"However, it's not that there is no chance."

Zhang Zhongjing is like a deaf man, as if he didn't hear Liu Bei's words at all. After thinking for a while, he said: "If I can work together with Yuanhua, I think it will be enough to get rid of these things on the Lord within three years. Lin'er will be born.

I just don't know, is the lord willing to wait for three years?

Is the lord willing to give the minister this chance? "

Zhang Zhongjing has begun to call himself a minister.

Of course, it's not that he thinks the time has come. In fact, he, who used to be the prefect of Changsha, really doesn't care about all this.

It's just that he saw an... experimental subject, so he was so happy.