In the high-standard lecture hall of a university.

"During the Han and Tang dynasties, the rise and decline of the northern countries, and the migration of people of all ethnic groups to various regions in northern Xinjiang, did increase the pressure on the local ecology, but this is not the main reason for desertification......"

"Similarly, the rapid population growth in the Han and Tang dynasties and the destruction of the grassland ecological environment by the agricultural production mode in the Central Plains, resulting in desertification, although one of the important factors of deterioration at that time, was not the main reason......

"The historical data and models just now show that whether it is copying the type of agricultural economy in the Central Plains or the size of the nomadic herd, the ecological deterioration of the above-mentioned areas is irreversible. In no more than 800 years, the forest-steppe turned into a dry steppe and finally into a large area of mobile dunes......"

Tong Yuan gave a passionate speech on the stage, and even teachers and students who did not pay attention to this direction were interested in his research, and most of them felt that he was the best performer in this report.

But some people scoffed at him, thinking that only English papers were valuable, and that the old-fashioned history of the Han and Tang dynasties could make money? The school should do more research that foreign journals like.

After the presentation, the teacher told him that he had the best lecture in the audience, but it was undeniable that their major was very weak in school, and there was no hope for the award.

Tong Yuan is a senior majoring in an unpopular major at a key university in the southeast region, and even though he can lead the research project alone in his senior year, many people still think that he is studying a garbage major.

He knew the results of the report, but he still did his best, showing far more professionalism and popularity on stage than other topics, and slapping the faces of those who were determined to do it.

Now there are still four hours before the Qingming Festival, and because of this report, he did not return to his home, which is only half a day away, nor did he eat dinner. Alas, let's go eat some food stalls outside the school.

Suddenly, he saw a slightly rickety figure.

It's Abba! How did he get from home?!

I saw him wandering near the school gate, looking at the dark campus for a while, and checking left and right for students who occasionally returned at night.

He shouted, the father and son hadn't seen each other for a long time, and there was a shush and a cold greeting.

Suddenly, Abba said a little seriously: "There is something that should have been told to you in Qingming when you were eighteen years old, but for the sake of your studies, it has been delayed until now. ”

I saw him take out a plaque from his backpack with a slight difficulty, and said: "This is the ...... of the ancestral hall at home."

"Boom!"

A motorcycle rushed towards the school gate, and a drunken young man without a helmet was not holding his hands on the motorcycle!

"Be careful!"

"Ahh

Tong Yuan rolled on the ground a few times, but Abba was lying ten meters away from him. He struggled to crawl over, pushed away his old father at the critical moment, and could still move, stuffed the small plaque to him, and shouted with difficulty: "Run!" ”

Before Tong Yuan could react, he saw that the motorcycle that hit the post of the school gate ignited and exploded.

His eyes were getting blurry and his brain was getting heavier...... Before he lost consciousness, the only four words on the plaque actually glowed red, piercing his eyelids to let him see what was written.

"It's ...... It turned out to be so! ”

……

The wind howled and blew a cloud of dust and made the carriage creak.

"Woo ......", the carriages stopped one after another, and Tong Yuan sat up with no difficulty.

He had some headaches and amnesia, and his memories became very vague before and after the explosion. Fortunately, the body pain that lasted for a day has been relieved, and at least I can sit up and sort out the situation.

He crossed over and came to the Three Kingdoms period at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, and coincidentally, the owner of this body was also called Tong Yuan.

Lying in the carriage, he heard someone talking outside, and he could still understand it, indicating that some of the original foundations of this body were still preserved.

In addition, he has been able to speak Hokkien since he was a child, so it sounds a little familiar and will not react too strangely.

What really made him anxious was that he was now in Dong Zhuo's convoy. But the convoy did not go to Luoyang, but fled in a hurry!

There were more than 50 caravans carrying people and goods, 50 riders galloping in front and back of the convoy, and no less than 300 coachmen, servants, servants, and healthy women.

Where is this escape? It's simply whether the scholar clan is good to visit relatives or not, and it is all over if they are caught up by the enemy.

With such a huge convoy, there must be a fierce general of the Xiliang Army, right? However, the person in charge is nothing more than a twenty-eight year old girl!

Dong Bai, before he died, was named Weiyang Jun because of his grandfather Dong Zhuo. Now she has not long escaped from Hewu, and there is not a single general by her side.

A man in his thirties and forties came over and said, "Tong Shaojun, there are still twenty miles to go to Qiqi County."

When Tong Yuan was resting in the carriage, he remembered that this person's surname was Zhang, and he was responsible for transmitting messages before and after the convoy. Look at his dress again, he is dressed in a wide robe and big sleeves, and he wears a martial arts shirt embarrassingly!

If he hadn't eavesdropped on the situation for a day, it would have been possible to treat this as the filming scene of a last-class costume drama.

"Tong Shaojun, how are your injuries?"

Tong Yuan hurriedly replied: "Thank you Brother Zhang for your care." Except for a faint headache, there is no major problem. ”

Brother Zhang replied: "Tong Shaojun is polite, just call me Zhang Ding, I am in charge of the convoy and the message for the time being, and the gentleman also said that it will be handed over to Tong Shaojun later."

Tong Yuan bit his lip, this gentleman should be Weiyang Jun Dong Bai, for some reason, he seems to be quite trusted.

Zhang Ding continued: "The gentleman and the girl were still chattering just now, without Tong Shaojun, I am afraid that it is already in danger, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to escape from Lu Bu's hands. To avenge Dong Gong, Tong Shaojun's power is indispensable. ”

What, Lu Bu is chasing and killing! The pot came from heaven!

As the sun set in the west, a long trumpet sounded, and the completed convoy continued to march north.

The thoughts in his mind began to surge, and he couldn't explain the crossing after the explosion. With his talent and knowledge, he wanted to make a difference in the Three Kingdoms, but his opponent was directly Lu Bu......

Through listening during the day, the convoy should have fled from the Dong family fortress for three or four days, and the convoy could vaguely hear the convoy cursing Wang Yun. Guessing in this way, it is estimated that it should be the third year of Chuping, and Dong Zhuo was killed not long after.

Others are accompanied by a system, and he waited for most of the day, thinking that a "ding" sound appeared in his mind, but he waited for the news that he was chased and killed by Lu Bu, which was cool.

Most of the others traveled to before and after the Yellow Turban Rebellion, collecting Lu Bu, robbing Zhao Yun, Zhao Dian Wei, and at worst, engaging in Gan Ning and Tai Shi Ci. He came directly to Chuping for three years, in 192 AD, cool.

At least at first, the others were normal children of the scholar clan, able to think quietly about countermeasures. He was good, it was directly that Dong Zhuo was dead, and he ran to Dong Bai's fleeing convoy, and was chased and killed by Lu Bu, which was cool.

Wait a minute, although he doesn't know much about the history of the hegemony, he knows a little bit about geography and is familiar with the game. Remember that you only need to merge them at this time, and you can naturally turn things around.