Just when Qin Zhong was stunned, Liu Bei had already lifted the curtain and came out, his face was stunned, and he immediately said: "General Qin, why don't you come in, how cold it is outside!" ”

Yes?

Qin Zhong was secretly speechless, could it be that Liu Bei was also planning to "sleep" himself?

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"Ah, that's not good, I can't disturb your good things!" Qin Zhong hurriedly waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Come on, General—"

As he spoke, Qin Zhong was pulled closer to the tent, and sure enough, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei were on the same bed.

Wait, it doesn't matter if the two big men sleep together!

I saw that Liu Bei was carefully covering Zhang Fei with a quilt, he was really a caring big brother.

Of course Qin Zhong didn't sit down, maybe something would happen!

In the middle of the night, he was about to get up and attack Guangzong City, and after Qin Zhong greeted him for a while, he turned around and left.

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The Yellow Turban Uprising, the world shook.

At that time, it was a time when the green and yellow were scarce, the people had eaten the old grain, the new grain had not yet been harvested, the natural disasters were repeated, the name was boring, the people had nothing to rely on, but the powerful landlords were rich in clothes and food, arrogant and lascivious.

Yellow scarves together, for a time, millions of hungry people wrapped yellow cloth around their heads, shouting the slogan: "The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand", and the momentum poured towards the counties like a tide.

Zhang Jiao's Yellow Turban disciples attacked villages and towns everywhere, burning them when they encountered them and robbing them when they encountered property.

Zhang Jiao, who was the great sage and mentor of the Yellow Turban disciples, and his two younger brothers, Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang, only knew the magic or hypnotic art of drawing talismans and chanting mantras to spray water to cure diseases, which were used to attract believers and overthrow the imperial court and its government, and the governments of the Han Dynasty at all levels.

This is the headquarters of the Taiping sect, green mountains and green waters, the breeze caresses, if you change to the modern society is a good place for sightseeing.

And, of course, there are people doing it now!

There were all sorts of people, each with a yellow scarf band tied to their foreheads.

Writing and observing closely, you can see with the naked eye, the yellow turban thieves are all over the mountains, the team is not in a line, the column is not in a column, all the thieves are scattered, and the blades in their hands are also varied, there are axes for chopping wood, kitchen knives for cooking, farm tools for the field, etc., occasionally there are one or two people with regular weapons, it seems that they are all small leaders.

At this time, in the middle of the house, Zhang Jiao, who was wearing a gray robe, was holding his hands behind his back, and his eyes were looking straight at the map of the Han Dynasty directly opposite.

Suddenly, Zhang Jiao felt a sharp pain in his heart, it seemed that someone had used the forbidden technique, thinking of this, the corner of Zhang Jiao's mouth was sweet, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Wow-"

Behind Zhang Jiao, there stood an unusually handsome Confucian student, looking at all this expressionlessly.

Confucian Sheng had a resolute face, his eyes and face drooped slightly, and he didn't see Zhang Jiao standing in front of him.

"Tian Feng, I have heard that you have great wisdom, I don't know, what do you think of General Ben's way of peace?" Zhang Jiao suddenly turned around, looked at Confucius, and said softly.

This person is none other than Tian Feng, who has been famous since he was a child, and was about to go to Han Fu, but was intercepted by Zhang Jiao halfway - Tian Feng.

Tian Feng has been smart since he was a child, and he was bereaved when he was a teenager, although the time for the funeral has passed, he still smiles without showing his teeth, so he is valued by his neighbors.

And Tian Feng is erudite and talented, very famous in Jizhou, initially by the Taiwei Mansion to conquer, recommended as Maocai, and later was elected as the imperial history, because of resentment of the eunuchs in power, virtuous ministers were killed, so he abandoned the official and returned home.

Soon, Tian Feng became a subordinate of Jizhou Mu Hanfu, and he was discouraged because of his integrity.

Hearing this, Tian Feng slowly opened his eyes, glanced at the map, and sighed hoarsely: "Although Tian is not talented, he is not a person who recognizes thieves as relatives, today it fell into the hands of you and other thieves, but if you want to die quickly, how can you agree to give you advice, it is really ridiculous!"

"Hehe, ignorant opinion, do you know that I don't need strategists at all, and my subordinates are fighting for themselves and developing everywhere."

Let's say it, the old-faced Zhang Jiao walked on the Hu bed, and often breathed a sigh of relief.

Regarding Tian Feng's past, Zhang Jiao didn't care about it, and he didn't want to know.

Zhang Jiao was not annoyed by Tian Feng's words, but said with a smile: "You scholars, what are you capable of, but you are just playing some carving insect skills, and you still think that it is a good way to govern the country, which is really ridiculous."

Zhang Jiao paused, and said loudly, "The drought is coming, the locusts are rising again, you and other scholars have the talent of warp and weft, why don't you offer suggestions to expel the locusts and ask for rain?" ”

After speaking, Zhang Xiao motioned to his subordinates to pour a cup of tea and handed it to Tian Feng.

"Besides, you scholars, don't you have no other way for those eunuchs and corrupt officials who mislead the country?"

Tian Feng let out a long sigh, took the tea, took a sip, and said a little lonely: "Taiping Road has been lurking for more than a dozen spring and autumn periods, there are believers everywhere, and the power is so great that it can shake the imperial power, but the thirty-six road canals are handsome, each doing its own thing, and the yellow turbans of all roads are like locusts crossing the border, and they don't know how to win people's hearts, but burn, kill and loot, and it is difficult to achieve great things by doing so!"

"Sure enough, scholars are just a group of people who sell their fame and reputation, and the Eastern Han Dynasty hired officials through the so-called filial piety, and what they got was nothing more than a group of businessmen who were waiting to be sold, and it was precisely these businessmen who were ranked above the most humble position."

"It doesn't matter if you sell your reputation and reputation, you can sell it at a price, or even if you have a false name, it's just a means to show your own means, there is no right or wrong in the method, it just shows the level of character." Tian Feng said loudly.

Zhang Jiao nodded when he heard this, turned his hands behind his back, and said: "In this case, the master will gather people and horses and win people's hearts, why worry that this world can't be what I want?"

When Tian Feng heard this, he shook his head and sighed: "Once the wild horse takes off the reins, it will naturally not fall into the full set again, not to mention, the crowd in the Yellow Turban Army is mixed, and there are more bandits and thieves who have escaped from the knife." This person, as soon as he has the ability to change his fate, he will have ambitions, so-called, when he can drink wine and eat meat, who will want to go back to eat chaff and grass? ”

"Or, those Qu Shuai originally joined the Yellow Turban with evil intentions, once the power is decentralized, how can those people be willing to give up their interests easily?"

In the face of Tian Feng's outspokenness, every sentence was to the flesh, and the needle hit the nail on the head. Zhang Jiao was stunned for a long time: "Listening to your words is better than reading a book for ten years!" ”