"Jiang Wan? He is actually Jiang Wan, my God, I just want to snatch back a sesame seed, and I actually bring a watermelon, this buy one get one free deal, it's worth it! After Mu Jing walked out of the gate of the Martyrs' Hall, he still shook his head a little, and he couldn't come back to his senses.

That tiger-headed little kid is actually Jiang Wan?

He couldn't believe it.

At first, Mu Jing was afraid that he had heard it wrong, so he also specifically asked Jiang Lu which Wan Jiang Wan was, because he knew that Jiang Wan's Wan character was a little special, and there may be a lot of names with the same sound, and I am afraid that only Jiang Wan would be the only one who took this complex word as its name.

Although Jiang Lu felt that Mu Jing was a little strange after hearing his son's name, he still wrote out his son's name himself.

Mu Jing finally determined that this was the Jiang Wan in history.

Who is Jiang Wan?

Anyone who has a little bit of knowledge of the Three Kingdoms knows this.

Jiang Wan, whose name is Gongyan, has no place for him in the competition in the pre-Three Kingdoms era, but in the post-Three Kingdoms era, he is a man of the hour, known as the successor of Zhuge Liang, and his successor as the prime minister of Shu Han is one of the four prime ministers of Shu Han.

He is the first national treasure-level talent discovered after Mu Jing was reborn in this era.

Although he is still a child who doesn't understand anything.

But Mu Jing knows that his future is immeasurable.

"The future prime minister of Shu Han, hahaha, since you have run into my hands, I can't let you run away!" Mu Jing walked outside, facing the coming of the night, with a burning thought in his heart: "I like to cultivate geniuses the most, let me cultivate a great prime minister!" ”

"But for now, I'm going to get his dad to say!"

Although Mu Jing takes a fancy to Jiang Wan because of history, now, he values Jiang Wan's father Jiang Lu even more.

Jiang Wan's father, Jiang Lu, a scholar from a poor family, is still a little famous in the Shilin in the small place of Wuyin, but this fame will not last long, in the troubled times, he may be depressed because of his hard temper, and there is no name left in history.

But Mu Jing can't deny his talent.

Seeing it with his own eyes is the real one, Jiang Lu is by no means an ordinary scholar, he has talent and thinking, as long as he is given a chance, he may not be able to become a person who will leave a name in history.

Troubled times produce talents, the Three Kingdoms stand tall, and the confrontation has been fought for a hundred years, forming a blood-boiling chaotic era, and also creating countless civil and military generals, heroes and heroes, this is a great era of talents, only a small part of them can be left in history, and there are many who may not have the opportunity.

It is impossible to leave a long mark in the history books. But that doesn't negate their talent.

The reason why Jiang Lu can't leave his name in history may be that he died early, history records that Jiang Wan fell to Jingzhou in his early years, and his father is not recorded, so it is possible that Jiang Lu died when he was in Wuyin.

But now, the appearance of Mu Jing may have changed Jiang Lu's fate.

He Mujing himself is not a person who should appear in history, and now that he has appeared, his father Mushan was originally just a yellow turban thief with no name, but even if his martial arts are not as good as Guan Yu and Zhang Fei's generation, I am afraid that he is on par with Chen Zhiwen and others.

A person's success requires talent, but it can't just rely on talent, nine points of ability, and also needs to have a piece of luck in order to leave a name in history.

He was an ordinary teenager who should have died in an illness.

But he survived.

His fate has changed, then the life trajectory of the people around him will also be changed one by one, and then more people will be changed, and finally even some of the history that already exists.

Butterfly effect.

He is a butterfly, fanning his own wings and stirring the tide of this era.

Maybe he, a little butterfly favored by fate, can one day fly above the top of the clouds......

A glimmer of ambition began to grow in his heart.

……

Martyr's Hall, in the wings.

The light of the oil lamp flickered, the father and son had already eaten, Jingping Village was still quite wealthy, so the hospitality was good, there was fish and meat, it was the best meal they had these days.

"Daddy!" After Xiao Jiang Wan ate the rice grains in his mouth, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, looked up at his father, blinked his eyes, there was a touch of hope in the depths of his eyes, and asked in a low voice: "Are we going to stay here?" ”

The Jiang family is poor, although Jiang Lu has a full stomach, but the education of children has never been restrained, and it is difficult for little Jiang Wan to eat such a sumptuous meal, he likes it a little here.

"Let's stay for now!"

Jiang Lu stroked his little head and said to himself: "Now we can't leave if we want to, there are too many people outside who want your father's life, these warriors are more ruthless than bandits, here, we are still safe at present." ”

Although he is tough, he is not a person who is not afraid of death.

Even if he wasn't afraid of death, he couldn't ignore Jiang Wan.

Even if Mu Jing let him go now, in fact, he didn't dare to go out, and now that he has entered Jingping Village, he has confirmed some rumors in the city, the Wuyin Shi clan and Jingping Village have reached the point where water and fire are incompatible, how can the Shi clan spare his life.

"Oh!"

Xiao Jiang Wan nodded obediently, but a pair of smart big eyes sparkled.

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Tufu Mountain.

This steep mountain range is located between the official roads of Pingshi County, Biyang County and Fuyang County, the location is hidden, and it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, plus there are many surrounding forests, even if more than 100,000 soldiers and horses are sprinkled into it, they can't afford to beat a bubble.

On the outskirts of the mountains, military camps stand one after another.

Led by the county soldiers.

The commander of the county soldiers was not the commander Huang Meng, but the military Sima Jiyi, Ji Yi stood in front of the gate, looked at Tufu Mountain in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "Have the soldiers and horses of Mushan moved?" ”

"They are still stationed outside the mountain stream and there is no sign of attack!"

"Humph!"

Ji Yi snorted coldly: "Pass my order, let the county soldiers do a good job, before sunset, if you don't attack Mushan, then we will take Mushan without respecting the military order, and kill the soldiers and horses under his command!" ”

"No!"

A group of military marquis received the order.

……

In the middle of the mountain range, between a hidden mountain stream, thousands of Yellow Turban troops surrounded a man.

This person is Makiyama.

Mushan was alone in the mountain, his soldiers and horses were outside the mountain stream, at this time he had removed the human skin mask, a centipede scar on his face, he stood tall, his hands were behind his back, and he was not afraid of the fierce eyes around him.

"Master Zhou, what do you think of my proposal?"

Makiyama spoke leisurely.

"Master Shepherd, I'm not you!" Zhou Dangjia was a burly and majestic young man, and he said coldly: "Today, you dare to enter my ghost stream alone, I respect you as a Chinese character, you go, I will not surrender the officers and soldiers!" ”

"Master Zhou, do you know how many soldiers and horses there are outside this mountain stream?" Mushan said calmly: "Let me tell you, in addition to the 1,000 elite Wuyin County soldiers under my command, there are 3,000 Nanyang County soldiers, 800 Xinye County soldiers, 800 Pingshi County soldiers, 500 Biyang County soldiers, 500 Fuyang County soldiers, and more than 6,000 soldiers and horses, can you stop it?" ”

"What is a certain family afraid of?"

Zhou Dangjia shouted, cold and howl.

"Master Zhou, this is what you rely on!" A rolling human head was thrown out by Mushan.

When Zhou Dangjia looked at it, his face was pale: "Mushan, you deceive people too much!" ”

This is Mrs. Guo's messenger.

He agreed with Mrs. Guo, as well as several Yellow Turban Qu Marshals in Runan, and Runan, southeast of Hedong, the three parties jointly raised troops to recreate the general trend of the Yellow Turbans, this is Mrs. Guo's messenger, and also escorted a weapon, needless to say, this batch of weapons has fallen into the hands of Mushan.

"Guo is too trustworthy, Qu Shuai will not die, how much Bo Cai Qu Shuai trusted him back then, but he is not Bo Cai Qu Shuai who changed hands and gave up, although he is a yellow scarf, but he is a disloyal and unrighteous person, cowardly, it is difficult to achieve great things!"

Mu Shan said coldly: "Zhou Dangjia, are you going to die with him, or do you think that after the army is raised, he can lead his troops south and reinforce you?" ”

"Mrs. Guo can't believe it, what about you?"

Zhou Dangjia snorted coldly: "You have to change your name and surname, and you have to give up my yellow turban formation, can I trust you, can you let thousands of children under my command believe in you?" ”

"I want to survive, it's the only way!"

Mushan said calmly: "I went into the mountain to persuade me to surrender, not just because of myself, but for the two of us, although I surrendered to Wuyin, but the yellow scarf is the yellow turban after all, no one will believe me, a thousand soldiers and horses under my command, if it is stormed in, although I am not fully sure that I can destroy the rabble such as Er, but I can also disperse Er, but in this way, both sides will be defeated, and those official soldiers and horses outside the mountain will eat us in one go!" ”

"Zhou is in charge, cooperation is two benefits, and war is two defeats, you think about it!"

Mu Shan stood tall and fearless, he just expounded and said: "The order of the county government, before sunset today, I must step on this mountain stream, I still have an hour, at that time, if you do not surrender, I will join forces with the surrounding county soldiers to attack immediately!" ”

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At the beginning of spring in March, the breath of cold winter completely dissipated, and there was a vigorous vitality between heaven and earth, and everything recovered.

Martyr's Hall.

In the study pavilion, the atmosphere was as cold as ice, Mu Jing's tall body sat on the Taishi chair, and his delicate face was as gloomy as water: "What does Uncle Zhao say?" ”

"Zhao Ping has sent three groups of people back and forth, but there is still no news of the big boss!" Zhang Gu's face was not good-looking: "Their soldiers and horses are all stationed outside the mountain, the soldiers and horses of the big masters have already entered the mountain, Tufu Mountain is still blocked, and there is no news to inquire about, at least five or six thousand soldiers and horses are guarding outside!" ”

"Keep inquiring!"

Mu Jing clenched his fists and said, "Also, let Uncle Zhao Ping prepare, it's really not possible, gather all the people we can gather, go south, and join my father, I don't believe that my father will be defeated!" ”

"No!"

Zhang Gu nodded.