Fall in love with the technology tree [Three Kingdoms]

Duan Jiong is over 65 years old, and he has countless injuries and illnesses left by the battlefield in his early years. According to the common sense of this era, he has already heard the sound of the grave opening.Zhang Huan and Huangfugui, who were once known as the "Three Mings of Liangzhou" with him, have all died one after another.The bones of tens of thousands of Qiang people at the border have also been buried under the yellow sand.

According to the development of another timeline, Duan Jiong will also die in the internal friction of the Eastern Han Dynasty before the Yellow Turban Uprising, leaving behind a group of so-called "Eighteen Princes" who are still immature, who will rule one side in the coming troubled times.

But Duan Jiong didn't want to die yet.

He started from a poor family with no power and power, and stepped on the bones of countless aliens to ascend to the position of Sangong, even at the expense of being stigmatized as "eunuch's lackey" and "murderer".However, less than ten years after enjoying the glory and wealth, he will be beaten back to his original form by an inexplicable coup?

Simply ridiculous.

But what can he do?

Dig out the patella, break off the fingers, and whip every day, and in the end it is a death sentence.Yang Qiu is a lunatic.In the hands of a lunatic, it is impossible to wish for death, and it is better to be clean than a glass of poisoned wine.

This is probably retribution.Duan Jiong thought to himself mockingly when he picked up the cup, when he massacred Qiang women and children, he was much more cruel than Yang Qiu.Yang Qiu... I don't know if I can cut off the heads of three enemy soldiers when I really go to the battlefield...

Darkness fell, and consciousness gradually blurred.

He seemed to have walked in the dark for a long time before slowly regaining the ability to think.If there is knowledge after death, Duan Jiong hopes to see the countless gold and silver buried with him at a glance, or recall the splendid Luoyang City.

However, none of these came to him.

Coming to him was a young face.Innocence, dreams and integrity are burning in the black eyes, as if the vitality that cannot be destroyed by six months of heavy snow is waiting for the call of spring.

"It is a disgrace to a soldier that a general of the country spends his whole life in the bitter cold of the border, but is insulted to death by villains when his head is full of gray hair." The young man said, his plausible appearance made people laugh.His teeth were obviously shaking, but he straightened his back desperately.

He remembered that this man was Cao Cao, Zhang Huan's disciple.

A newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but a newborn tiger cub loves humans.Zhang Huan retreated under the protection of his disciples, and now it was Duan Jiong's turn to be humiliated by the villain... But no one Cao Cao asked for help to escape.

Their family has always been lucky.Whether it's Zhang Huan or Huangfu Gui, they are all lucky.Only those with good fortune can spare the energy to manage their reputation. As for him, he can only grasp the precarious wealth.

"Are you awake?"

Duan Jiong sat up abruptly, the memory and the scene in front of him overlapped together.A simple wooden couch, a room decorated only with a celadon vase, and a young man who has started to grow a beard kneeling by the couch.

"Cao Cao?" Duan Jiong subconsciously touched the sword, but when he found nothing, he could only stare at the person in front of him with eagle-like eyes. His scattered white hair still did not affect his fierce aura, "Where is this? What did you do?" ?”

Cao Cao seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then made a gesture of pleading guilty: "Ashamed, I replaced the general's poisoned wine with a drug."

The amount of information in one sentence is huge enough.

"why?"

Before Cao Cao could answer, a young woman came in through the door. Seeing Duan Jiong and Cao Cao confronting each other, she continued to go to the table to tinker with herbs like a normal person. "General Duan saved Zhang Ranming's life back then, and this is our reward."

Duan Jiong's eyes fell on the woman unscrupulously.She is dressed like a man, if it weren't for the smooth chin and the curvature of the chest, she would really be indistinguishable.

"This is my second brother, Cao Sheng, named Zhonghua." Cao Cao said, and also changed to a more comfortable sitting position, "The general who was smuggled out of the imperial prison is her servant."

Rather than being a servant, it is better to say that he is an assassin.It is also common for big families to raise some desperadoes.During Duan Jiong's few minutes of brainstorming the truth, Ah Sheng had already taken care of the medicine for the wound, and began to change the medicine by pulling off the old general's lapel.The action is fast and accurate.

Duan Jiong didn't move and let her do what she did, and he never took his vigilant eyes away.

"I haven't served anyone personally for a long time, but you can afford it." She re-bandaged the whip wound, changed Duan Jiong's clean clothes, and finally served a bowl of soup.

"My second brother is very good at medicine." Cao Cao persuaded.

Duan Jiong took the blue fire-patterned pottery bowl and drank it down in one gulp. "What are you going to do with me, a damned person?"

Cao Cao gave his sister a look.It was you who saved people, so you have to explain.

While packing up the pottery bowls, pounding pestle, bandages, etc., Ah Sheng began to explain: "The current situation is that you have committed suicide by taking poison, and the body was abandoned in the mass grave and cannot be found. As for the future, there are three ways.

"First, if you want to return to the front of the people, then wait until the day when the Yangqiu group ignites the fire, and the old department writes to the court, since Chen was forced to feign death and get away. Everyone knows the cruelty of Yangqiu, and His Majesty will think so." Forgive me, General."

There was a hint of longing in Duan Jiong's eyes, but he still shook his head.The fact that he and Wang Fu were arrested was ordered by the emperor, and the eunuch group acquiesced.They are all abandoned sons, and they suddenly came back from the dead, isn't it stepping on the face of their superiors?

"Secondly, if you are tired of the court strife, you can be a guest in the Cao family, which will always make you worry about food and clothing. If you are bored, I will send you to Youzhou, whether it is Sanhan, Goguryeo, or Xianbei. Well, you can choose which one you want to fight."

"Hahaha, the little girl has such a big tone." Duan Jiong raised his head and laughed loudly, regardless of the wounds on his body, the hoarse laughter echoed in the room, "War requires money, food, and people, do you have any? "

"I don't have 300 billion for the general to burn, but I have my own way to keep my subordinates from starving."

"Hahahahaha." Duan Jiong burst into laughter again, unable to tell whether it was mocking or admiring. "What about the third?" he asked.

"You choose one, I'll leave, brother will help you contact the old department. You choose the second, brother will leave, and I will take you out of Luoyang. If the two generals above are not satisfied, then only the path you chose before. I Here is the poisonous arrow wood produced in the south, which seals the throat when it sees blood, which is far faster than the inferior poisonous wine."

Duan Jiong's expression became stiff.

Ah Sheng smiled slightly: "You are an elder, we always respect your wishes." Of course, if Duan Jiong wants to reveal the secret and drag Cao's family down, he will default to the other party's choice of three.

Duan Jiong's political literacy is not good, otherwise he would not have become an inexplicable victim.But on the other hand, he is old and mature, and has a strong self-esteem, so he will not show his weaknesses on the surface.Half a year later, when Duan Jiong heard that Liu Jai, Yang Qiu and his gang had been beheaded on the ox cart heading for Qiao County, he still had a gloomy look.

This is the motorcade for the Cao family to return home for the Chinese New Year. This year is the year of worshiping the ancestors. There are more than [-] people including the head of the family Cao Song and the mistress Hu.A block in the middle is not conspicuous at all.

"You're not surprised at all that the vengeance has been avenged." A Sheng handed the warm chicken and red date porridge to the living ancestor.

Duan Yu was wrapped in a duck down jacket, and the carbon dioxide he exhaled condensed the water vapor in the cold winter, forming a white mist, which was far larger than the white mist exhaled by Ah Sheng.Old man Duan's vitality is really tenacious.

"They are rootless trees." Duan Jiong said coldly.

The party has been imprisoned for many years, and the scholars who dare to confront the eunuchs are all farming at home.Aristocratic families such as the Yang family and the Yuan family who stayed in their posts kept themselves safe, or kept their noses together with the eunuch group.The battle between Yang Qiu and the eunuch did not have the support of the aristocratic family behind it. In the final analysis, it was just a struggle for power within the royalist party.When the emperor had one thought, Wang Fu died; when the emperor thought it was almost done, the knife Yang Qiu should be thrown away.that is it.

Even a young man like Ah Sheng can see that Yang Qiu will not last long, and Duan Jiong naturally knows it well.That's why I feel that being forced to commit suicide is a humiliation.Of course, being forced by two grandchildren to be a guest minister is quite humiliating.

He held his breath.

But for the sake of Cao's chicken porridge and down jackets, he is willing to wait and see.If Qiao County also has floor heating, he is willing to wait and see a few more times.

Duan Jiong is now a black household who can't see the light, so compared to Cao Cao who stands in the sun, Cao Sheng who is hiding in the shadow is the person who talks to him most frequently.

"I'm not happy today." She said, "Brother found a woman from the advocate family to be his concubine."

Duan Jiong: "You should talk to your elder brother."

Ah Sheng is like a fairy, making tea with pure and flawless glass vessels. "I won't say it, I'm angry." She first poured a cup of tea for Duan Jiong, and then poured another cup for herself. "Although brother and father treat me very well, every time this happens, I feel that men are really annoying creatures."

Duan Jiong looked at her: "This is the reason why the Second Young Master has stayed at home so far?"

"No."

Duan Jiong was silent for a moment: "Don't be childish."

"I'm not playing with my childish temper." The fairy-tale A Sheng took a sip of tea gracefully, "I have ambitions."

Duan Jiong: ...

Another day.

Ah Sheng: "I'm not happy today."

Duan Jiong sat down and prepared to drink tea: "What happened again?"

"Jiaozhou rebelled, and the imperial court sent Zhu Jun to suppress it."

Duan Jiong is used to the troubles of the younger generation who are free and unconstrained: "What is Jiaozhou hindering you again?"

"I have a manor in Jiaozhou." Asheng said while making tea, "There are also glass workshops, iron mines, and salt factories..."

Duan Jiong almost threw out the priceless glass: "Salt and iron are run by the government!"

Ah Sheng didn't seem to realize how much impact he had on Duan Jiong, and he held his chin and frowned: "So it's a little troublesome, Zhu Jun doesn't accept bribes, and he just wants to make meritorious deeds. I'm thinking about how to make Zhu Jun Jun quickly call back."

Duan Jiong slapped the table: "What kind of tricks? Kill him in Jiaozhou!"

"what?"

"Ah what!" Duan Jiong poked A Sheng's forehead heavily with his finger, and the words "Hate iron but not steel" were written in every wrinkle, "Little milk boy is half-baked, you were so cruel to me back then. What? Now that one side has been divided, how can we allow news to leak out?"

A Sheng held his chin, allowing Duan Jiong to poke him.

Duan Jiong is a person who has no bottom line other than nationalism, and he never takes things too seriously.