Chapter 92: Huang Zhong worships and votes

"My Han has a hero like a strong man, which is really a blessing for the country and a blessing for the society." Liu Fan said with a smile.

"I'm not confused, and I'm still silent. Where is a hero? Huang Zhong sighed.

"Since ancient times, beauties have been in the twilight, and heroes are not allowed to see white heads. In my life, I can't bear to see two things. Liu Fan looked at Huang Zhong and said.

Huang Zhong looked at Liu Fan, and without waiting for him to reply, Liu Fan said again.

"Beauty is twilight, heroes are white." Liu Fan has a kinship.

A beautiful woman's face is like the sunset sun, which will dim one day. Even the most beautiful beauty has to lament that she is getting older.

Beauty is like a flower, to pick her at her most beautiful time. It is admired when the face is peerless, and it leaves a fragrance that will never dissipate in the good years.

No matter how ambitious a strong man is, there will be a day when he will be white. The saddest thing is that he obviously has the talent to show his ambitions, but he stays in the long years, counting the gray hairs one by one. The end of the strong man, nothing more than that.

Huang Zhongran was concerned. Liu Fan said a word in his heart.

He was not a strategist, but a warrior. The strategist is the oldest and hottest stage at the age of forty or fifty, and the warrior is about to start to decline at the age of forty or fifty.

The east corner has passed, and it is not too late for mulberry elm. For a literati, he can still be angry and strong in his old age, but for a martial artist with no merits, his old age is the saddest.

In his later years, those generals of a hundred battles could hold their grandchildren and tell the story of his galloping on the battlefield. And ...... for yourself

Huang Zhong thought about it and lowered his head.

The years are like a pig-killing knife, and the knife urges people to grow old.

When people raise pigs, they are waiting for time, fattening and slaughtering. The pigs eat, drink, and sleep, and what awaits them is the fate of being slaughtered.

The pig-killing knife is ferocious and ruthless. People raise, people kill, and no one has sympathy for pigs. Isn't pig a staple food?

Maybe to the years, we are pigs, it is knives. People raise pigs, and it's feeding us. In the blink of an eye, the knife is ruthless to us, and we are helpless against it.

Young and strong do not leave a name, and it is difficult to leave a name in old age.

"Is Han Sheng willing to work with me to support the Han family and reorganize the mountains and rivers?" Liu Fan put his hands on Huang Zhong's shoulders and asked him.

"Liu Jun's name has long been heard, and I often meet you in my dreams, but I am worried about the fetters in my heart and can't obey each other." Huang Zhong sobbed and said worriedly.

"What is Hansheng's unspeakable secret?" Liu Fan asked suspiciously.

Huang Zhong was unknown in his early years, there must be some reason, this Liu Fan should have thought of a long time ago.

"I have a son, named Huang Xuye, a few years ago he was riddled with a bad disease, and he couldn't help himself, if the child didn't recover from his illness for a day, Huang Zhong would be difficult to settle down for a day." Huang Zhong replied to Liu Fan, heartbroken.

The reason why Huang Zhong did not make contributions when he was young was because his wife passed away and his only son was young. Finally, I hope that my only son is about to grow up, but he is seriously ill. Sometimes he is unharmed, but when the disease occurs, he can only be bedridden, barely maintained by medicinal herbs, and cannot be cured.

Liu Fan's face was straight, and Huang Zhong did have a son, but he died early, and he had a very serious illness.

That's right! Hua Tuo!

At the end of the Han Dynasty, there were three famous doctors in the Three Kingdoms. Hua Tuo, Zhang Zhongjing, Dong Feng.

These three doctors are highly skilled and virtuous.

The divine doctor Hua Tuo, the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing and the famous doctor Dong Feng who believes in Taoism.

These three people are in the three time periods of the Three Kingdoms at the end of the Han Dynasty. Hua Tuo was very famous during this time period, but it was not the peak of his fame. Zhang Ji is only 30 years old now, and he has not yet compiled "Treatise on Typhoid Fever and Miscellaneous Diseases", and Dong Feng will not be born until more than 30 years later.

Later generations to "Hua Tuo in the world" to praise the person with superb medical skills, Hua Tuo is also the most famous doctor in the later generations of famous doctors, he is proficient in internal, external, gynecology, pediatrics, according to legend, he has no disease can not be treated, there are life and death, flesh and bones.

"Hansheng has heard of Hua Tuo's name?" Liu Fan asked Huang Zhong.

"Bian Que's reborn Hua Tuo, why don't I know? Last year, there was a person in Yingyin, Yingchuan, who suffered from the same disease as a child, and Mr. Hua Tuo passed by there and cured him, and when I rushed to Yingyin with my child, Mr. Hua Tuo was gone, which made me sad and inexplicable. Could it be that Liu Jun knows Mr. Hua Tuo's whereabouts? Huang Zhong looked at Liu Fan with hopeful eyes.

"Mr. Hua Tuo is currently a military doctor of our army and is in Yangzhai City." Liu Fan opened his mouth and said, since Hua Tuo had cured this kind of case, it should be safe to treat Huang Zhong's son.

"Even so, my son has no worries. The lord is above, please accept Guang Huang Zhong's worship! Huang Zhong knelt down on one knee and bowed to Liu Fan. Verbal agitation.

Liu Fan helped Huang Zhong up, and bowed back to Huang Zhong: "With Han Sheng, the great cause can be accomplished."

"The lord suppressed the robbers, expelled the Huns, blessed the people, and now pacified the Yingchuan Yellow Turban, such a great achievement, how dare the people of Huangzhong countryside be courteous." Huang Zhong said while holding Liu Fan.

"I pacified the Yingchuan Yellow Turban today, although I have a little merit, but I don't think I'm happy, I'm happy!" Liu Fan looked at Huang Zhong, grabbed his arm, and said with a smile: "From now on, I have another arm."

Liu Fan's words made Huang Zhongming unforgettable, I didn't expect that after Huang Zhong spent half his life, he would be able to meet the Ming Master.

"Brother Han Sheng will make contributions with me in the future. In his spare time, he also hopes to give advice. Guan Yu said to Huang Zhong.

"You and I also use broadswords, and we should learn from each other." Huang Zhong replied to Guan Yu.

"Hansheng can live in the pavilion in front? It's not early, it's better to take Lingzi and me back to Kunyang first, and tomorrow I will prepare a carriage to take Lingzi to Yangzhai City. It's good to get well soon. Liu Fan said to Huang Zhong so as not to dream too much at night.

"I'm tired of my lord." Huang Zhong saluted Liu Fan again and said: "Longyang Pavilion lacks ploughing cattle, and the Yellow Turban has left more than 20 horses, please distribute these horses to the people of Longyang Pavilion."

The villagers in the township help each other, which can be regarded as Huang Zhong's last help to Longyang Pavilion.

"My lord, the owners of those horses were all beheaded by Brother Hansheng." Guan Yu interjected in the middle.

"That being the case, then these horses should belong to Hansheng, and it is up to Hansheng himself to deal with these horses." Liu Fan said casually, not taking these bad horses to heart.

"Thank you, Lord." Huang Zhong thanked him.

When Huang Zhong left Longyang Pavilion, the people of Longyang Pavilion were reluctant, Huang Zhong was easy-going and helped the township a lot. The people of Longyang Pavilion trusted Huang Zhong very much.

The most important thing is that after Huang Zhong left, what should I do if the yellow turban came to Longyang Pavilion to loot?

In contrast, Liu Fan assured the people of Longyang Pavilion that it would not take long for the officers and soldiers to capture Li County and Ye County, so that they could rest assured.

If the Yellow Turbans in Lixian and Yexian knew that Wuyang and Kunyang, which were hundreds of miles away from them, had fallen, they would have abandoned the two counties of Lixian and Yexian and retreated to a stronger city.

Especially since Longyang Pavilion was still so close to Kunyang, if the Yellow Turban hadn't gathered a large number of soldiers, he wouldn't have dared to cross the line at all.