Fall in love with the technology tree [Three Kingdoms]

Su Guchuan's black horse stepped across the Jihe River outside the pine forest, and the aid troops led by Xu Rong had arrived at the ruins of Chishan.And at this time, a cold current blew from the far north and ran through the entire East Asian continent.

The abnormal weather has come.

Not to mention the flying snow in June in the north, even the Yangtze River in the south is turbulent in the strong wind.The surface of the river turned a cloudy dark blue, icy cold, making it difficult to move an inch.And several inconspicuous small boats were also forced by the weather to dock outside Xiangyang City at the confluence of the Han River and the Fei River.

Xiangyang, where three rivers and five land routes meet, is a typical strategic location.On another timeline, there are more than 170 recorded "Battle of Xiangyang" alone: ​​Qin people and Chu people, Song Dynasty and Mongolia, Zhang Xianzhong and Ming Dynasty... and even the battle in [-] Both parties fought their fate in this city.

At this moment, Xiangyang belongs to Jingzhou, and it is only 300 miles away from Wancheng, which is controlled by Cao Cao in the north.

It is also a spectacle that a big city located on the front line, under the governance of Liu Biao and the Jingzhou clan, is like a peaceful rear.Last summer, Liu Biao wanted to imitate Xu County and set up a school on Yuliangzhou in the east of the city to attract celebrities to vote for, but failed due to flooding and traffic problems.

Now a year has passed, except for an extra Falcon Terrace on Yuliang Island, which is a playground for Liu Biao and his relatives and friends, the rest of the place is still a natural scenery composed of river beaches, fishing gulls and reeds.

Oh, by the way, there is also a family of hermits, and the head of the household is named Duke Pang.

To describe this celebrity who lives in seclusion in Xiangyang, the most appropriate sentence in the "Humble Room Inscription" is: "There are great scholars in talking and laughing, and there are no white people in communication." If you think that living in seclusion means cutting off social interaction and growing vegetables in deep mountains and old forests, that would be a big deal. Wrong.Mr. Pound's social network is not only extensive, but also advanced.For example, it was Liu Biao's brother-in-law, Huang Chengyan, who crossed the river and waded to bring him rice wine over charcoal fire after the cold wind subsided.

Huang Chengyan is a middle-aged man in his mid-50s and [-]s. He wears a dark brown satin silk. He holds a basket of good-quality smokeless charcoal in his left hand and pulls a black and thin little girl in his right hand.Every time he visited Lord Pang De, he left his servants at the ferry, which was also due courtesy.

The little girl was about ten years old, helping to carry a small jar of wine.Her thin arms were trembling in the wind, she didn't know whether it was cold or tired.She was really thin, and even her hair was dry, the same color as a reed that had been frozen to death by the cold current.

Huang Chengyan sighed: "Ah Shuo [Note 1], why can't I make you fat for nothing?" After speaking, he stretched out his hand to take the small jar of wine.

The little girl hugged the wine jar and refused to give it away, looking at her father with big dark eyes.If it weren't for her dark complexion, these eyes would definitely be considered beautiful. "I can carry it." She said, in a small and stubborn voice.

"You will fall."

"will not."

Huang Chengyan had no choice but to follow her: "Then don't fall. Otherwise, Mr. Pang and I will have no wine to drink."

Two figures, one large and one small, continued to advance along the pebbles on the river beach, and after a while, they saw the appearance of Mr. Pang De's other residence—more than ten wooden houses, large and small, scattered in order, and it is said that they were arranged according to the five elements.

The front yard is buzzing.The strange wind of the past few days damaged all the thatched roofs and knocked down the only cow shed.Lord Pound had the seriously injured old cow slaughtered, and paid the beef to recruit nearby people to build houses.There were many responders, those who moved the wood, those who turned the straw, and those who climbed on the roof, it was a busy scene.

Standing outside the overturned fence with his daughter, Huang Chengyan shouted, "Mr. Pang is busy, but I just came by accident."

"Huang Gong will kill me if you say that." Hearty laughter immediately responded in the courtyard, and an old fairy-like figure with white beard and hair was slowly passing through the busy crowd.He was actually only a few years older than Huang Chengyan, but somehow his hair turned gray very quickly.However, Mr. Pound's secluded life is very smooth. Although his hair is white, his face has a red glow, and he is very healthy.

After Huang and Pang saluted, they held hands together and patted each other's shoulders: "Okay, okay! Let's talk in the backyard."

It was past noon, and the long-lost sun emerged from behind the dark clouds.Although the temperature is still not high, it is somewhat hopeful.

Just like many little girls, little Huang Shuo doesn't like to listen to adults talking about the general situation of the world after they get drunk.Cao Cao, Yuan Shao, who won and who lost, where Gongsun Zan's son fled to, and where the Han River Basin went, these were not what Huang Shuo cared about. The Mohists' new works are even better.

Unknowingly, she had left the backyard where the master's house drank, and came to the collapsed cowshed outside the side house.

It is not accurate to say that it collapsed, because the hardworking people have built a new cowshed, which is stronger than the previous one.Even the thatch on the roof has already been half covered, and it is as thick as ten centimeters, enough for people to lie on it.

"Ah Liang, look at the seven willow trees over there, do they correspond to the wood in the five elements, the so-called green dragon in the east? Six, three."

"Qinglong belongs to Qinglong, but there is also a gossip here. Six, five."

"Liu is Yin, gossip, what is gossip? Seven, five."

"Eight, six, haha, eat your four sons, don't be dissatisfied."

"Wait, isn't that right?"

"What's wrong? Eighty-six, seventy-six, they're all mine, they're enclosed."

"...Then my dragon is broken?"

"broken."

"It's not enough. Ah Liang, tell me about the gossip in this house."

"There's nothing to talk about." The person called A Liang said, "The so-called Feng Shui means to live comfortably. The so-called Bagua array means to live safely. Do you think that willow tree looks good?"

"nice?"

"That's good feng shui. Have you seen the willow tree helping the main house to shield outsiders from prying eyes?"

"Can this be blocked? The arrangement is really exquisite."

"That's good gossip. Eleven, seven, directly kill the Chinese army."

"... As for it? Don't chase after the poor."

A teenager's voice, a voice changing period, all voices are too young, but the content of the conversation turned out to be playing blindfold chess while talking about the five elements of feng shui.

Huang Shuo looked up, and saw two boys with coarse cloth and short brown sitting on the cowshed, weaving the straw roof one after another, but I don't know if it was because they just heard their conversation, Huang Shuo felt that it was only because of the appearance Just a little bit extraordinary.Especially the young one, no amount of dirt, sweat or patched clothes could cover that handsome face.

While watching, the beautiful young man suddenly rolled his eyes and looked at her: "Little girl, what are you looking at?"

Huang Shuo's face turned red, embarrassment and shame made her breathless when she was not good at talking.She was like a little mouse that had been forced into a corner, only the most instinctive stress response remained: "Play...play blindfold?"

Ah Liang was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, I'll go with you. You go first."

The sun disappeared behind the clouds again.It was windy, but Huang Shuo couldn't feel the cold. If it wasn't for her dark complexion, everyone could see that her face was flushed because of meeting her opponent.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and it was the end.

"Thirteen, twelve." Huang Shuo solemnly dropped the last child.

The two senior brothers above had finished weaving the roof and jumped down from the cowshed.

"I'll lose you two." A Liang clapped his hands, with a rare solemnity on his face, "Tomorrow, I will be the first, and we will compete again."

Lu Meng really wanted to roll his eyes: "Are you serious? How many years younger than you are you, and you still want to be the first?"

Ah Liang: "You don't understand. She is amazing, so she doesn't respect her."

Huang Shuo was really happy: "Tomorrow, we will compete again. Let you go first."

"Haha, okay, let me let me." Ah Liang kicked his feet, "Tomorrow I will go to the roof of the firewood weaving house, and you can find me in the northeast corner."

Note 1: Huang's name is not recorded in the official history.I don't like the name Huang Yueying, so I named it with one character.