[Three Kingdoms] This saving the world is poisonous

We managed to infiltrate the Yellow Turbans without arousing any suspicion.After waking up, I discussed with Xiahou Dun who came back from throwing money, and decided to try my best to create an image of my father and brother willing to work for the yellow scarf thief after the youngest son was rescued, so as to confuse Zhang Jiao and let him put the three of us in a heart-to-heart position. With a high enough status, it is not easy to obtain all the movements of the Yellow Turban Thieves.

Xiahou Dun's method of gaining sympathy is quite shameless, but I like it.According to him, this is what he learned when he was fighting with military divisions.I could hear that when he explained, he had the meaning of "there are more shameless moves than this", but it's a pity that Uncle Xiahou didn't mention the person's name clearly.

After lunch, Zhang Jiao came again to take my pulse and see a doctor.People say that traditional Chinese medicine can tell whether you are male or female by taking the pulse, but Zhang Jiao didn't see it after taking the pulse twice, which shows that the medical skills are not good.Finally, he prescribed a prescription and left.

I pretended to be sick and immediately got up from the bed and asked Xia Houdun to read the prescriptions to me. Coincidentally, the prescriptions written by Zhang Jiao were similar to the traditional Chinese medicine prescriptions I used to treat coldness in the body. Probably the difference of a thousand years. The prescription I took at that time was a few more medicines than what he wrote.

As a girl whose body temperature regulation mechanism is disordered due to her thin body, I was about to vomit blood after drinking Chinese medicine for half a year, so I am impressed with this prescription!elephant!deep!carve!

Based on this inference, Zhang Jiao's medical skills are probably at the level of half a bottle.

Before nightfall, something happened that both Uncle Xiahou and I had to give a thumbs up to praise, but the person involved thought he had done something wrong and kept apologizing.

This is how things happen.

When the sky just darkened and the lights were turned on, Zhao Yun remembered that I was thinking about taking a bath, and said to me who was untying the scarf that covered my hair color for half a month: "Zilong knows that the lord has endured this journey to the end, but this There are mostly men in the Taoist temple, and there are few big barrels, which may pollute the dignity of the lord."

I understood what Zhao Yun wanted to say, so I quickly waved my hands and told him: "The big bucket is too eye-catching, you can fetch some water for me, just let me wash my face and wipe my body."

In ancient times, I can't ask too much. The most important thing is that there are mixed fish and dragons here. Even if Zhao Yun, an honest gentleman, guards the gate for me, I really dare not make a fuss.If the identity is accidentally exposed and people see the body, who knows what will happen.Even if I don't care about these things, the ancient people with a bit of conscience will have to take responsibility for me, no matter what, it's my loss!I have no intention of staying here forever.This is also the reason why I refuse to say my name so far. Once the name is exchanged, I always feel that there will be feelings, and it will be doubly sad when we part.

Not long after Zhao Yun left, he came back after fetching water.However, he was stopped at the door, and an old lady came out of nowhere, stood outside my room and wiped Zhao Yun's tears, and said something comforting: "Boss Xia, don't be too sad, you will be born, old, sick and die. Brother he just..."

The angry Zhao Yun immediately shouted angrily: "My brother is fine!" He shook off the aunt, pushed open the door and entered the room.

During the time when the door was opened and closed, I lazily maintained the posture of sitting on the bed with my knees bent against the wall, and smiled weakly at the stunned aunt outside, which made the aunt turn pale and look like you don’t want to die after you die. Come to look for my expression, run away like a ghost.

After the door was closed, Zhao Yun, like a deflated ball, put the water basin on the table, and immediately knelt down to me and apologized: "Master...it's all because Yun's recklessness may ruin the plan, please...punish me. "

Zhao Yun remembered very well that he had to keep his voice down. Although he didn't call out the lord, his lips moved on purpose, obviously calling out in his heart.

In order to prevent Uncle Xia Hou from coming back to open the door, and people saw the eldest son of the Xia family kneeling in front of the younger brother’s bed to plead guilty, I hurriedly called him up and comforted him: “It’s okay, if you roar, maybe you can get it tomorrow.” It's a good name. With the upright nature of the ancients who wanted to shout out when they attacked a city, I really don't believe that anyone would doubt the three of us. People who heard it outside might think that the boss of the Xia family couldn't accept the young brother's request. The fact of the premature death is hard to hold on."

This Xia family boss naturally refers to Zhao Yun.

In order to conceal my identity, I took the first character of Xiahou's surname and named Zhao Yun Xia Yun. Xiahou Dun directly named him Xiahou with his surname, and I, let's not talk about it for now.The three of us in our family claim to be civilians, Mr. Xia, also known as Xia Houdun, works in the fields, and the eldest son, Xia Yun, has learned a little martial arts.

And when someone asked about Xiahou Dun's eye injury, which had been replaced by a bandage instead of the blindfold, they used the old disease to perfunctory it.This era is not modern, and there are not many people who are not good-looking who will keep asking questions about their shortcomings.

But when Zhao Yun heard what I said, he retorted in a low voice with a stinky face: "Zilong would rather die for the good name he got in the name of the curse...."

Facing Zhao Yun, who is so protective of the calf, I can only chuckle, and I hope that Uncle Xiahou, who went out to meet with Tanma under the pretext of grabbing medicine, will come back soon.

I didn't ask Zhao Yun to go out and watch over him. After all, my weak brother had to wash up. If my brother didn't help or tell me, he went out instead.Although Zhao Yun was unwilling in every possible way, he couldn't resist me, the master who gave the death order, so he had to turn his back to me, pretending to be deaf and dumb as if he didn't hear anything.

I stripped off all the camouflage clothes on my body, revealing my own set of clothes. I even threw away the thin gray shirt with the gray star pattern that was unbuttoned.

Summer is dry and dry, and there were no fans in ancient times!I was extremely comfortable in just thin denim shorts and a black tank top.

Probably because I undressed too much, or maybe Zhao Yun caught a glimpse of the clothes I threw around.With his back to me, the tips of his ears were as red as red peppers.

I wiped my arm with a cloth dipped in water, and teased quite elegantly: "The morning glow reflects the sun red."

"Lord...don't make trouble!" Zhao Yun, who wanted to call my lord again, changed his tone halfway. His tone was weak and heavy, and now that we are in the Taiping Taoist Temple, I had the illusion that I was molesting the Taoist priest in the game.

I was also afraid that Zhao Yun would be annoyed, so I quickly apologized: "Okay, let's stop making trouble, don't make a fuss, can't it be okay if I'm wrong? It's not like I'm naked without clothes."

Hearing what I said, Zhao Yun groaned "Hmm" very dissatisfied, and bowed his head in silence.

I can guess that he must be thinking that I have to be a little girl conscious.With his little skill, he can't put his eyes in the hot summer beach.

I comforted myself in my heart and said: I didn't bully him because I thought it was fun, I just wanted to train him for his own good, so as to prevent him from being overwhelmed by the more beautiful scenery in the future.

As for whether an ancient person can be lucky enough to see a bikini, that's out of my concern, alas.

After washing, I took a new coat from the package and put it on, without bothering to tie the belt.No, actually I don't know how to tie this thing!I tried it before, either with a crooked and ugly bow at the end, or with a dead button, but I couldn't tie it with the just right size and very casual feeling that Zhao Yun helped me make.

I just let the clothes hang loosely over my body, just trying to cover the white flesh of my arms and legs, then I leaned against the wall and sat cross-legged leisurely, shouting: "Brother, I'm done."

Zhao Yun turned his head when he heard the sound, and sighed when he saw my sloppy clothes. He took a new belt from the package, helped me up to stand, and stood under the bed to help me wrap the belt himself.

"Brother, slow down." I wanted to learn how to tie a belt from Zhao Yun again, but unfortunately... By the time I finished saying this, he had already finished tying it for me.

Zhao Yun raised his head in embarrassment to look at me who was stunned, and asked tentatively: "How about Zilong untie it again?"

"Forget it." I shook my head and gave up the idea of ​​studying, but my heart wanted to cry without tears.

As a modern person, I am stumped by a belt buckle from an ancient person. It's so shameful!

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yun asked with a little worry: "My lord, don't you want to cover your hair? If you want to be seen by others, what should I do?"

I ran my hands through my garish shoulder-length blond hair, wrapping it all the way around a hair color that was decidedly weird to the ancients.Modern people don't know the art of hair dyeing in ancient times, so I don't want to be burned to death as a different kind.

"It's okay, it's okay, I've made a confession with my father." As a modern person, I have many ways to fool the ancients. I don't know too much about this beautiful story handed down from generation to generation.People in ancient times had little entertainment, so if they wanted to listen, I could make it up for them.

Zhao Yun opened the door and poured the dirty water away, and Xiahoudun who went out also came back with my medicine.

I told him what happened before, and he praised, "There is a sentence in the "Disciple Regulations", Brother Daoyou, Brother Daogong, this sentence means..."

I looked at Xiahoudun in astonishment, and didn't want to listen to his explanation specially for me, and asked: "Xia... How did my father know about the disciple's rules? As far as I know, the disciple's rules are... made by Li Yuxiu, a scholar during the Kangxi period of the Qing Dynasty. It was originally called "Exercising Mongolian Text."

Xiahou Dun stroked his beard, and with a teachable expression on his face, he explained: "There are books in the mountain city, and I will go and get a few to read when I have nothing to do. My lord has such knowledge, so I'm not afraid of fanning my tongue."

"You, what are you doing?" I asked vaguely with an ominous premonition.

After Zhao Yun, he also gave me a knowing blow, Xiahoudun said: "I just explained the family situation to Zhang Jiao, telling him that my eldest son can punch and kick, and my youngest son has studied for several years."

"I wipe!" Don't blame me for swearing, I just couldn't help it.

"How dare you say that, I don't know a lot of Chinese characters, and I am simply illiterate when I come here. Who would believe that I have read books! Even if I am educated, I am not from your era! What to do, what to do, what to do, what to do, what to do, what to do I'm going to die..." I was completely Spartan, and I kept complaining in a low voice, almost spraying a mouthful of old blood on Xiahou Dun's face.

"Don't play with it like this! Boom..." I shrunk into a ball sadly.

"Master..." Zhao Yun was sandwiched between me and Xiahou Dun, he was in a dilemma and didn't know if he should help me beat Xiahou Dun, or should he straighten me who was shrinking into a ball first.

Xiahou Dun also said helplessly, "Blame me."

I curled up sideways on the bed, removed the hand covering my face, and asked plaintively, "Father, what are you thinking?"

Xiahoudun sighed, and replied, "Father, I have no other choice. When I mentioned Brother Yun's ability to punch and kick, Zhang Jiao's eyes lit up. He couldn't help but tentatively said that you had studied."

"And then?" I was a little curious about Zhang Jiao's reaction.

Xiahou Dun smiled slightly, and said in a low voice, "Of course I'm very happy."

"That's right. It's not easy to have someone who can learn martial arts among a large number of fugitives. I thought it would take some time to achieve my goal." The result was beyond my expectation. It was a start. It's as easy as playing Paradise Mode!

"According to the news from Tanma, the yellow scarf thieves are currently facing the problem of insufficient food and grass." The news brought back by Xiahou Dun is quite important.

"I'm afraid it's not just a problem of food and grass." Zhao Yun looked at the dazed me and the frowning Xiahou Dun, and explained: "Today, when I went to fetch water, I saw that fish and dragons were mixed in Taiping Road, and there were a lot of land that refused to obey discipline."

Xiahou Dun stroked his beard and nodded, "The more people gather and the fewer people work, the greater the food consumption will be."

"When there are too many people, it becomes difficult to control." I lowered my head and propped my chin with one hand to think.

Seeing that I didn't speak, Zhao Yun hurriedly asked, "Have you thought of a way, my lord?"

I looked at Zhao Yun, then at Xiahou Dun, and said honestly, "Of course I have a way to solve this problem, but I'm afraid it will be troublesome to implement."

"My lord, it's okay to say, Zilong will do his best to complete it."

I gave a thumbs up to Zhao Yun, who expressed his support no matter what, and explained: "First, the Taoist temple has to grow its own food. Fortunately, most of the people who go here now come from farming, as long as they have land and seeds. . But the problem is that there is no land and no seed.”

"The land is fine. If it doesn't work, you can open up wasteland. Otherwise, you can use some means to get some from the hands of the prefect. There is no need to worry about the seeds. You can use your horse to go back to the mountain city to get some. In order to make the city self-sufficient, the man left quite a lot of seeds."

Xiahou Dun's words helped me solve the first problem, and I continued: "According to the history I know, Zhang Jiao once divided the Yellow Turban Thieves into 36 districts, called "Fang", with more than 1 people in Dafang and more than 6000 people in Xiaofang. There are almost [-] people, although each side has a leader, but they are all under the jurisdiction of Zhang Jiao. Distributing these parties in several cities around Puyang City, and spreading out the personnel can solve the problem of large numbers of people.”

Now I can finally highlight the advantages of my modern people!Know the history yo yo yo yo ~.

Thinking about this, I suddenly had an idea: "I know that the battle between Guandu and Chibi happened, can I also be named a great immortal? I am obviously more reliable than Zhang Jiao." After finishing speaking, Uncle Xiahou rolled his eyes.

Zhao Yun thought about it carefully, and asked with a little worry: "My lord, do you mean to make the Yellow Turban Thieves stronger?"

I nodded and asked back, "Have you heard of centipedes?"

"My lord, aren't you afraid that the yellow turban bandits will grow too strong and they won't be able to be eradicated?" Zhao Yun looked worried to the point where he couldn't control the situation.

"I'm afraid." I looked up at him and said with a slight smile, "That's why we stay here. Bugs are bugs after all, if you don't want to be trampled to death, it's fine."

Xiahoudun and Zhao Yun stared at me dumbfounded. I thought, my good image of frailty in their eyes had collapsed smoothly.

La la la~, you guys will be scared if you hack it, it's really useless.

At this moment, no one thinks of opening their horns to mourn for the centipede that will be trampled to death in the future.

Before going to bed, Zhao Yun, who finally got used to my darkening, asked with a puzzled face, "Zilong doesn't understand something, why does General Xiahou cry when he says he wants to cry?"

I replied, "Do you think his kettle is well placed?"