At noon, the three Zhuge brothers and sisters bid farewell to Gu Nan.

Gu Nan gave Zhuge Liang a book called Qimen Dunjia.

Zhuge Ying's eyes were a little red, and she complained that it was Brother Zhong's bad attitude that made Gu Nan leave so early.

Gu Nan smiled and scratched her nose, saying that when the flowers and trees in the courtyard bloomed, she would come back.

Waving goodbye, the man dressed in white, carrying a bookcase and a hat, headed east.

Zhuge Liang returned to his room, the courtyard was a little colder, he stood in the room and looked up at a painting hanging on the wall, the woman in the painting looked very much like Shuo Fang Nu, but the painting was not the scenery of Shuo Fang Nu.

It's a field, and the woman is playing with another girl. On both sides is the scenery of distant mountains, and one person plows in the field and laughs at the two. Nearby is the small courtyard of the Tian family, where a person sits in the courtyard and reads, smiling and looking out of the house.

It's a peaceful scene.

Zhuge Liang looked at the scenery in the painting, smiled, patted the book in his hand, turned around and walked out of the room, and sang.

"I was originally an idler in Longzhong······"

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In the last years of the Han family, the life of the people was not easy, and the road was not peaceful.

Few people are willing to go out when they have nothing to do, and the reason is very simple, they have to take mountain roads to go far away.

And the indispensable thing on the mountain road is the mountain bandits.

After the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the Yellow Turban rebels became Yellow Turban thieves in the mountains, and if they met, they might lose their lives.

Dong Zhuo entered Beijing, the DPRK and China were in turmoil, and the lives of the people below were already sad, and they had to suffer from human disasters, which made the people's voices even more sad.

The shade between the mountains and forests makes it difficult to see what is in the mountains.

Only occasionally there are trees swaying slightly, which makes people feel as if they are passing by.

In the forest, there were two bright sword lights, and two people dressed as bandits were squatting behind a tree and looking at the mountain road outside the forest.

This is a high and low level, and from here you can see if there are any passers-by on the entire mountain road.

"Hey, it's been half a day, there's no one, let's rest for a while."

One of them wiped the sweat from his forehead, it was a little stuffy in the mountains and forests, and the two were still huddled together, which was really uncomfortable.

"Who can there be, there is not necessarily half a shadow passing by in the first half of the month. We're being drawn to see if we're just unlucky. ”

Another stout man cursed, threw the knife in his hand on the ground, walked to the side and leaned against a tree.

"I don't want to look at it anymore, my eyes are panicked after watching it for so long."

"Hey, take a break." The thin thief nodded, sat down to the side, and was silent for a moment and complained.

"It's not easy to be a bandit these days."

"What are you talking about bandits?" The sturdy man glanced at him: "Remember, our name is the Yellow Turban Army, not bandits." ”

As he spoke, he sighed: "If the three generals are still here, why would I have fallen here?" ”

It's a pity that all three generals are gone.

The man lay down weakly, and said in a low voice: "Obviously, this Han family is not a Taoist, I waited for the incident to start, and it conforms to the will of heaven, how did it become like this······"

The Yellow Turban Army, the remnants of the Yellow Turban Uprising, is now scattered all over the place, and it is difficult to become a force.

Speaking of yellow scarves, this matter may also have something to do with Gu Nan.

Back then, Gu Nan passed by a small city and just wanted to drink a pot of wine.

When I bought alcohol, I found that I didn't have any money for it.

A young man helped her settle the bill, took a few jars of wine, and sat on the side of the street with Gu Nan and drank happily.

The people on both sides looked at the hat and the young man who was full of wine and walked around.

The young man got drunk, and only then did he know that the young man had no money in his hand, but he was living a difficult life and was depressed, so he came to buy a big drunk.

happened to meet Gu Nan, so he said that he would drink with Gu Nan.

The young man did not drink very well, and he got drunk without much drinking.

He vaguely remembered that the man he had invited to drink had brought out a box and told him to pick one, and he took one at hand.

When he sobered up, he found that he was lying in the suburbs, and the man was nowhere to be seen, holding a book in his hand, called Taiping Yaoshu, and then supporting the Taiping scriptures.

The young man recognized a few words, and after reading them, he was shocked and thought that it was the will of the immortals.

Later, he founded the Taiping Sect, which was widely spread by Huang Lao's thoughts.

The doctrine of the Taiping Tao says that people are imprisoned and watched by ghosts and gods, and that they increase or decrease their life span for good and evil, which is to teach many to do good and few to be evil.

He preached on healing and disaster relief, and recruited a wide range of believers.

When the people were not happy, the Taiping Sect rose up with the trend, saying that the sky was dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age was in Jiazi, and the world was auspicious.

The yellow scarf is a troubled world, but it is not the providential world that young people think, but a vast turmoil.

In October of the same year, he fell ill and died in the army, and until he died, he did not understand why he had obeyed the will of heaven to save the people.

The Yellow Turban was defeated, but it was also the Yellow Turban Rebellion that made the foundation of the Han family begin to be truly shaken.

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The stout man lying under the tree was about to fall asleep, when he suddenly heard his companion wake him up.

"Hey, look, there's, there's a guy."

"Something, somebody."

He woke up with a frown, picked up his knife, and looked down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain was a passer-by dressed in white, who was carrying a hat and a box on his back, and walked unfast, standing between the mountain roads.

"Robbed?" The skinny companion asked.

The man was silent for a moment, and put the knife again: "Forget it, a passer-by is just a passerby, and he can have a few dollars on him." ”

"No, I think the box behind him seems to be quite heavy." There was some eagerness in his companion's tone.

"What can you do to rob someone?" The man glanced sideways at his companion.

"It's all sad people who live with each other, what do you do, if we want to rob the official family, everyone knows it."

The companion hesitated for a moment, and finally waved his hand: "Forget it, listen to you." ”

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The land of Koto.

The waves on the river are rolling and passing away, the houses on both sides of the river are scattered, the flowers and trees are splendid, and a flat boat passes by the river.

Unlike the outside, the land of Jiangdong still has a rare and stable appearance.

The scenery of Koto is indeed as beautiful as it is rumored.

Most of them are breezy and red.

The boatman stood on top of the boat, rocking the oars, the paddles rising and falling between the waves.

A man sat on a boat, dressed in white clothes blown by the river breeze, and a bamboo box beside him.

At this time, she was covering her face with the hat on her head and leaning on the edge of the boat to rest.