Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

"Meng De, honestly, who is that woman outside the camp today?" Huangfu Song's words sounded aggressive, but anyone who knew him could tell that he was not angry.

As for the soldiers around, all of them pricked up their ears and said "gossip" in their eyes. There were even a few abnormal flushes on their faces.

& nbsp; It's the younger brother, and the one at the back is the little girl. I didn't expect them to be so daring to go deep into the war-torn land."

Sun Jian's eyes widened: "Didn't you say Ding?"

Cao Cao smiled wryly: "Ding's is the surname of my late mother. The inheritance left by my mother was donated by my powerful sister to the women's medical hall."

Sun Jian "tsk tsk" was amazed: "What a strange woman."

Huangfu Song nodded: "The noble and noble daughters came to the army to plead for the people's life, and she was very proud. Why didn't Meng De **** him for a ride? Yuzhou is still in chaos after all."

"Cao Cao has military affairs and does not dare to abandon the company for personal reasons." Cao Cao replied immediately, "And my father loves her, seeing that there are only a dozen women and children, in fact, she must follow the family. You can go back safely."

It is still modest to say that he is a servant. The five bullock carts drove out of the dozens of miles and gathered with seven hundred soldiers. These private soldiers wore chainmail under their clothes, equipped with bows and arrows and steel knives, and went all the way to Qiao County. No rogue dares to ignore its edge.

Finally, they stopped in front of Cao's old house with a tough attitude.

Uncle Cao is old, his back is bent, and his confidence is not as strong as before.

"Dear fathers and fellow villagers." Ah Sheng was sitting on the tattered bullock cart, but he seemed to look at the world, "Yuzhou is a place of four battles, turbulent. When I return to my hometown, I invite you to move To the coast of Qingzhou."

"It's a long way to Qingzhou, and the Yellow Turbans are in chaos. How can it compare to the destruction of the Yellow Turbans in Yuzhou, leaving everything to be rebuilt? And my Cao family has been operating here for many generations. Is there anything safer than Old Homewood Castle?"

A Sheng couldn't see the joy or anger on his face, his eyes turned to the principals of the Ding family and Xiahou family: "Do your uncles mean the same thing?"

"This..."

"In this case, please store grain, build high walls, and unite the neighbors. The remnants of the yellow turban are like mosquitoes in summer, rushing back again. I hope you all take good care of yourself." She is not nostalgic. , then turn the car around.

"Ruyi and so on."

A Sheng turned his head and saw Er Uncle Ding, who was holding a large bag of soft bags, and climbed up her bullock cart. The heavy luggage made the wheel squeak squeak.

"Uncle?"

"Hey. I'm quite old. I'll go wherever my daughters are." His wrinkled hands patted Ah Sheng's back, "Uncle is an old man. I'll leave it to you."

A Sheng smiled. Fortunately, the world has the kind of smile of a confidant. Even the turbulent and unknown future is like a smooth road in this smile.

The car headed east and passed the grove courtyard. The other courtyard has been reopened and has become a training ground for Xiahou Yuan to train Xiang Yong. Here, Ah Sheng took away the family members of women and children, including Xiahou Dun's wife, Xiao Ding, and another five hundred guards, and the whole group went to Weihai.

"Second uncle." Cao Zhen was held in his arms by Ding Lao urchin, and his hand was still holding Ah Sheng's sleeve. Because of the bumps of the bullock cart, the fabric would come out from time to time, and she could only hold it tight again and again.

A Sheng glanced at his niece, whose face was still pale, and handed her a marching water bag.

Cao Zhen didn't dare to dislike being dirty, she moistened her throat obediently, and handed it to Uncle Ding.

There are dozens of rogues in front of them sneakily observing, Ah Sheng stood on the car board, drawing a bow and shooting arrows, accurately piercing the throat of a big man. Those rogues immediately dispersed. "Women in troubled times, how can they be safe when they marry? Do you have the courage to show off your strength?"

Cao Zhen wiped the corners of his eyes: "Second Uncle is right."

This is thousands of miles away from Weihai. In order to avoid the Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou and Yanzhou, scouts from the espionage department came out of their nests and started training in the chaotic Central Plains. They had to rush back to Liaodong before the end of the year to guard against the barbarians who might go south to hit the grass valley.

On the other side, Huangfu Song’s department also received a surprising news on the way north.

At dinner time, Cao Cao was holding the instant lunch box that Ah Sheng smuggled to him and Sun Jian a few stoves. The lunch box is made of tin foil. The upper layer is sterilized and sealed rice and two meat and one vegetable, and the bottom is quicklime, which can be heated by flushing with water. This kind of lunch box has just been developed, and the shelf life in winter can be longer, so it was brought to the Central Plains by Ah Sheng to give Cao Cao a taste.

Sun Jian was naturally dazzled, he ate two boxes of lunch in one go, and when he was finished he asked, "Meng De's sister has given permission?"

"She's about my age, what do you think?"

"Ah, I really didn't see it."

Cao Cao kicked over: "Wentai, why are you thinking about it? You have a wife and son in your family, so my sister will not be a concubine."

Sun Jian smiled and said, "Then your girl has given permission. My eldest man has never been engaged, and his age is similar."

"This is feasible." Cao Cao touched his chin, "When the yellow turban is finished, I will send a letter to my wife to discuss the matter."

Just as the two fathers were muttering, a soldier came in from outside: "The big thing is bad! There is news from the north that General Lu Zhi has been indicted, and General Huangfu hurriedly summoned each of them. We will discuss matters with the Chinese army."

"What?" Cao Cao almost knocked over the lunch box.

Sun Jian also looked shocked: "General Lu Zhi was convicted?! It's a big taboo to change generals before the battle!"

Only Xia Houdun still unhesitantly pulled the sauce-roasted eggplant and sweet and sour pork loin in the lunch box, licked the sauce to the bottom, and then burped: "What does this have to do with us? Relationship? It wasn't that General Huangfu was convicted." He looked at the tinfoil lunch box with regret. Such a good dish will be out of stock after three days of eating, and the next urgent march is estimated to be eating dry cakes and drinking cold water.

Xiahou Dun was not qualified to discuss matters in the Chinese army, so he squatted on the ground to watch Cao Cao and Sun Jian hurriedly put on their armors.

Cao Cao ran out of the tent, and turned back and shouted: "Yuanrang, you go to rectify the army, don't let them mess up."

Xiahou Dun: ...Okay.

Although he still doesn't understand what Lu Zhi has to do with them.

Cao Cao and Sun Jian arrived at Huangfu Song's camp and heard the whole story. It turned out that it was the eunuch's supervisory army who asked Lu Zhi for bribes, but Lu Zhi refused, and the **** sued Lu Zhi in Beijing for the black state. The sick emperor was dissatisfied that Lu Zhi hadn't captured Zhang Jiao for so long, so he put him in prison, and a prison car was locked and transported from the front of the battle to Luoyang Zhao prison.

Huangfu Song slammed his fist on the table in anger: "The **** is not going to kill the big man and never give up! General Lu is already short of troops, and it is a mature move to fight steadily."

But his face was still terrifyingly gloomy.

Cao Cao thought about it for a while, and said: "There are two urgent tasks: one is to contain Zhang Jiao, and the other is to write a letter to intercede for Lu Zhi. If we can defeat Zhang Jiao, we can still keep it after dividing our efforts. Lu Zhi's life."

"You're right." Huangfu Song reached out and nodded at Cao Cao, "I've already asked my advisors to draft the book, you all should sign it when the time comes."

All the generals folded their fists and bowed their heads: "No!"

It seems that the result of the matter is to write a joint letter of pleading, and the marching speed has sped up a bit, but Cao Cao always feels uneasy. The emperor was too anxious to deal with Lu Zhi. Zhang Jiao was forced to stay in the base camp and could not get out, and the Yingchuan Yellow Turbans were also scattered, so Luo Yang could not be threatened. The next step is to quell the rebellion slowly. What is the emperor anxious about?

Under the dim light of the oil lamp, Cao Cao was frightened. Unless, the emperor's time is running out.

In November of the seventh year of Guanghe, the eleventh emperor of the Eastern Han Dynasty died in Luoyang due to a recurrence of wound infection and was given the posthumous title of Ling.

At this time, the Xiliang cavalry led by Dong Zhuo had just left Sili and entered Jizhou. Huangfu Song's department was fighting against Zhang Jiao in Guangzong. Compared with another timeline, the death of Emperor Ling of Han, which happened five years earlier, gave the Yellow Turbans room to breathe, and also dealt a heavier blow to the Han Dynasty.

Because, Heaven really died in the Jiazi year.

Because, the two sons left by Emperor Ling are younger than history.

Because it seemed like fate, Dong Zhuo occupied an excellent opportunity to seize the lifeline of the dynasty.