Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

However, Zhang Fei still shook his head and said:

"Brother, why are you thinking about this? Seeing that the Western Liao Kingdom is a thousand years away from us, and there is still the Eastern Roman Kingdom. On the other hand..."

Under Liu Bei's murderous eyes, Zhang Fei's voice became smaller and smaller and finally stopped.

Kong Ming waved his fan and smiled to lighten the atmosphere and said:

"Then there is a pope in the West, or the country's existence is based on religion, just like the Zhou Dynasty."

Kong Ming's statement was a bit strange, so Liu Bei thought about it carefully:

"The pope is like the Emperor of Zhou, and Hungary, Sicily, Sevia, etc. are the princes... and so on."

While trying to remember, Liu Bei suddenly remembered something again.

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Taking the fresh copy from Kong Ming's hand, he quickly found what he cared about:

"Here, later generations of General Chen's comments about France and Vietnam show that there was a confrontation between the two sides."

"I know that Vietnam seems to be independent, so France...could it be France?"

When I looked at the map before, there were many small countries in the west, and the only ones that occupied a large area were Eastern Rome, Hungary and France, so it’s no wonder Liu Bei could remember them clearly.

Zhang Fei knew what his brother cared about, so he simply said it on his behalf:

"Then the eight countries in the West can come across the sea to bully my descendants and insult my vassal, but there is no way they can attack it by sea?"

This question sounds more or less complicated.

Kong Ming waved his feather fan and was about to say something when he saw Lu Su speak first:

"In the past six months, I have been living in Taixue, observing various things, and working with Kong Ming to sort out the history of later generations."

"It can be seen from "Tiangong Kaiwu" written in the Ming Dynasty that from the Han Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty, which lasted 1,600 years, the achievements of workers and peasants' techniques were far less than those achieved in the three or four hundred years of later generations."

This is easy to understand. Zhang Fei also nodded. Although he has been busy with military affairs and less farming in recent years, he also knows how amazing the yield of that acre will be in future generations.

Of course, the most intuitive thing is the skill of exploring the sea and asking the sky, which is far beyond their imagination and understanding.

"When I first learned about it, it almost made me feel self-conscious."

Lu Su sighed when he said this:

"I told Kong Ming about this, but Kong Ming laughed and said that without the success of papermaking, how could literature, wisdom, and craftsmanship be spread widely? The thousands of years we have experienced are all steps taken over thousands of miles."

"In a thousand years, I have accumulated hundreds of steps, but I am still complacent, not knowing that I am still a thousand steps away."

Kong Ming waved his feather fan, smiled, and said succinctly:

"Xin Qiji said that the Kingdom of Jin must be weak because it was poor and wanted to get rich and live in peace. The use of engineering is not other than this, and it should not stop there."

Lu Su and Kong Ming looked at each other and nodded.

In fact, it also includes the fact that all countries in the past have paid little attention to engineering and arithmetic. They clearly adhere to the sage's saying that "a gentleman is not different from others and is good at pretending to things." It's a thing, it really shouldn't be.

Of course, the most important thing is that there is no theory like the "physics" of later generations.

But there is no need to mention these here today.

Lu Su remembered that when they started talking, Kong Ming finally stood with his hands behind his hands and asked in front of Luoxue's yard:

Zijing thought, how could the screen of light be so good in Han Dynasty?

Even now, Lu Su can't answer this question, but at that time Kong Ming seemed to have thought about it for a long time:

It is the right thing to destroy the Cao Cao and thieves, to eliminate the feudal clans and feudal barriers to prosper the people, and to seek science to supplement the Chinese culture. Only by combining these three can we say that we have not lost the light curtain.

Kong Ming's natural expression when he said this, and his white clothes matched the snowy scenery in the courtyard, and made him feel that this was what he should be doing.

Lu Su woke up from his meditation and heard Zhang Fei asking hesitantly:

"What should I do?"

The vanguard general received a sonorous and powerful answer from his lord:

"I do what I can do, win battles I can win, and be a model of martial virtue for all generations."

Zhang Fei rubbed his nose and whispered:

"I still need to get closer to my brother, so that future generations will know that human nature is not limited to brothers and sisters like Tang Erfeng."

Liu Bei opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. In the end, he could only pat his adopted brother on the shoulder and said:

"If these words are written on the light curtain someday, remember to say that you heard these words from someone else."

…

Zhao Kuangyin felt a little depressed again.

Please explain to me what "Song-style shock" means in this later generation.

I had nowhere to express my depression, so I inevitably pulled my brother and started talking:

"The Master of Chess."

Zhao Guangyi grinned and wanted to retort, but then the stinging bruise on his face reminded him:

Be careful what you say and do.

He strummed two rosary beads and put on a smiling face, and it was time to proclaim the Buddha's name. Zhao Guangyi felt that his face now probably had a look of kindness and kindness:

"Official family."

Zhao Kuangyin grinned, looking at his fair-faced and hairless younger brother with bruises on his eyes, he actually felt that he looked quite similar to the one who would be called a giant panda in later generations...

Shaking his head to suppress such thoughts, Zhao Kuangyin said kindly:

"If the God of Chariots is living in the palace with nothing to do, why not try the art of war?"

"Me? Art of War?"

"No?"

The word "official" made Zhao Guangyi feel even more stressed, so he could only say with a shy smile:

"It works, why not? I just don't know what the use is of writing such omissions in the art of war?"

Zhao Kuangyin said without thinking:

"It would be a good idea to give it to future generations and read it for entertainment and amusement."

Seeing the change in the expression on his younger brother's face, Zhao Songguan's family felt somewhat sad:

"Then the future generations of Poland will not be choked by fashion and know how to brag..."

When he said this, he suddenly felt a little stuck. Although he didn't know the meaning of later generations, he vaguely felt that it didn't seem to be an elegant word, so he changed his way of saying:

"You can still be arrogant."

"And this Song, regardless of whether he was strangled or not, he always rolled his eyes and looked forward to death, which makes people angry."

"Brother." Zhao Guangyi defended:

"Then the emperors of the Southern Song Dynasty were of official blood..."

It was better not to say this, but when he said it, Zhao Kuangyin became very angry. He rolled up the note handed over by the chamberlain and slapped the big bald head in the face:

"You still have the nerve to say that! If you don't look at what Wan Yanzou did, it's not like a gentleman!"

"Then Xiaozong of the Song Dynasty did have my ambitions, but unfortunately he lost power for nearly thirty years and became Wanyan Gou's puppet. What's the use?"

Previously, the two punches from his brother were suddenly unavoidable, but now Master Kongjiong had no choice but to escape. While running away, he still had enough energy to turn around and said:

"Brother is unreasonable. Zhao Gou has been away from me for so many generations, how can he calculate like this!"

"Why can't it be calculated like this? Even if there is no such light curtain, if you have one or two things that can make me read the military book with pleasure, why will the Zhao family be ridiculed by future generations and criticized by the former Han Dynasty?"

Zhao Pu had a calm expression on his face as he watched the crowds of people in the palace first jumping up and down and crying, and he could even marvel in his heart. After switching from paper tubes to stool legs, the officials were not afraid of inflicting hemiplegia on the former King of Jin.

But having said that, the former King of Jin seemed to have resisted a lot of beatings, and even his cries and howls when he was beaten were very powerful.

But in the end, I was more interested in the ending of the Great Khan of the Grassland:

"Did he die in Xixia?"