In the autumn of the twenty-first year of Jian'an (216 AD), Wu County (now Suzhou), so he rebelled against the general's mansion.

Sun Shao sat up lazily, sat cross-legged on the bed, helplessly looking at the faint morning light in the window, his eyes were a little dull and confused.

After lying in bed for more than ten days, he still couldn't accept the facts, didn't he just take a nap while listening to a concert, why did he go to the Three Kingdoms as soon as his eyes opened? He once wanted to imagine that when he woke up again, he would find that he was still in the concert hall, but unfortunately this wish has not been realized, and every time he opened his eyes, it was the top of the bed covered by plain silk, surrounded by pale blue curtains.

Although he was unwilling to accept it, he had to accept that he was not the little white-collar worker in the 21st century, but the only son of Sun Ce, the little overlord of the Three Kingdoms, Sun Shao, who had the same name as him in his previous life. However, they are the only ones that are the same, and other than that, there is nothing in common. Not to mention the time and space gap between the two of them of more than 1,800 years, they have nothing in common in other aspects. The deity Sun Shao is good at Wu Cheng's surname, it seems that he has inherited Sun Ce's genes, he is quite accomplished in martial arts, he is just eighteen years old, he is already a master, and he is a weak scholar, talking about literature and art, selling and selling mouths may be quite powerful, if you want to talk about physical strength, it is too far away, if you want to go head-to-head with Sun Shao, it is estimated that it is not enough for people to have a finger. The deity Sun Shao is [***], although his father Sun Ce died early, but his uncle Sun Quan is the lord of Jiangdong, how can he say that he is also a relative of the quasi-emperor, but he, a cottage Sun Shao, is an ordinary white-collar worker, or a little pretentious little white-collar worker. The deity Sun Shao has the style of his father, his surname is cheerful, and even a little impatient, brave and ruthless, and very murderous, but he, the copycat version of Sun Shao, is a compassionate scholar who has never killed a chicken.

In a word, the two were originally incompatible, and if it weren't for God's arrangement, they would not have had any intersection at all.

It is estimated that the deity Sun Shao is very unconvinced by this copycat version of Sun Shao after 1,800 years of his strong body, so although the original consciousness has continued to fade in the past ten days, the innate violence still emerges from time to time, making him, a copycat version accustomed to quiet meditation, upset.

Speaking of which, the deity Sun Shao is a cup.

Soon after Sun Shao was born, Sun Ce was assassinated, the second uncle Sun Quan inherited the foundation he had just founded, hard work, exhaustion, after more than ten years of hard work, now has initially mastered Jiangdong, with the peerless male Cao Ying Pinghe, long-distance runner Liu Bei occupied Bashu, you sang and I appeared at the end of the Han Dynasty chaos has tended to calm down, one-third of the trend is beginning to appear, the Sun family after two generations of efforts, has become the master of Jiangdong, but this has nothing to do with Sun Shao.

Although he has a martial arts and is already over eighteen, his uncle Sun Quan also cares and loves him very much, but he cares a little too much, thinking that his brother will leave a little blood as a reason, he resolutely does not let Sun Shao lead the troops to fight. Seeing that many people younger than him have come out, he is still at home as an otaku. He went to the book many times, but Sun Quan rejected it, and in a fit of anger, he actually fainted, and then let the copycat version take advantage of the loophole.

The deity Sun Shao couldn't figure it out, but the copycat Sun Shao figured out the problem all of a sudden, and he thought it was very funny. Although this baby has a good martial arts, but his brain doesn't seem to be very bright, with his identity, and a good martial arts, how could Sun Quan let him lead the troops into battle? If he dies in battle, Sun Quan's reputation will be damaged, but if he can fight like his dead ghost father Sun Ce, and is extremely popular, that is the big problem. What will Sun Quan do with him? Rather than not being able to deal with it at that time, it is better to nip this sprout in the bud. This is not love at all, but banning. If you really love him and don't let him lead the troops, he can always be an idle job, right? Why don't you be an otaku who has nothing to do, and you have pimples on your face?

It's a shame that this baby has been aggrieved for so many years, and he can't live in peace if he hangs up, and he won't let him live in this copycat version.

Today, the irritability was so strong that he could not lie down, so he had to get up and let out a few long breaths. I wanted to settle down, but when I saw a wooden frame with a halberd in the courtyard outside the window, the uneasiness intensified.

What a wooden frame, that's called a lanthanum. A disdainful voice suddenly came out of his head, full of contempt for him.

Sun Shao frowned distressedly and helplessly, in the past ten days, he has gradually become accustomed to this kind of idea of running out of control suddenly, of course he knows where these ideas come from, but he does not object, after all, if he didn't still have those original consciousnesses, he would have been evil, and he would have been invited to drink Fu Shui.

Good, good, it's called a soldier. Sun Shao raised his hand in surrender to the stubborn guy and moved lightly to the side of the bed. The beds of this era were a bit like the school beds, with wooden planks on all sides and a door on each side for bunkering and bunkering. got out of bed, carefully walked to the door of the room, there were two heads on the low couch by the door, very rustic, Sun Shao pulled the loose cloth socks, sighed secretly The style of this shoe is true, and then put on the shoes. When he bent down to put on his shoes, the wooden couch that was already old made a squeaky sound, and Qiao Yue, the maid who was sleeping soundly in the outhouse, woke up suddenly, got up and stared at him with confused eyes, and exclaimed: "Young master, why are you up?" ”

Sun Shao pointed out the already bright window with some embarrassment, Qiao Yue glanced at his fingers, and suddenly covered his mouth in a little panic, yawned, blushed, got up, and said urgently: "I'll go and wash the young master." While carrying the hem of his skirt, he hurried away.

Sun Shao cautiously went out of the door, and what appeared in front of him was a large room, which was different from the room in his previous life, there was no wall in front of this room, only two pillars supported the roof, and the morning light slanted in. After a moment's hesitation, he knew that this was the so-called hall, a place to receive guests, and the room he had just come out of was called a room, which was a private space.

Again, the role of residual consciousness.

Sun Shao walked out of the hall, went down the steps, and walked to the courtyard in front of the hall. All this in front of him made him both strange and familiar. There is no decoration in the courtyard, there is an arrow stack in the southwest corner, and the center of the arrow stack is a dense hole, and I think that I am usually destroyed by the violent baby. In the corridor along the western wall there was a lanthanum with several spears and halberds, a straight knife with a ring head, a bow, and an arrow basket with a dozen feathered arrows stuck in the arrow.

Other than that, the yard was empty, not even a tree.

This baby's life is really not emotional at all.

Sun Shao shook his head, subconsciously stretched his waist, took a long breath, and hit two punches with two "huhu" sounds, the fist was full of momentum, and then walked towards the lanthanum without thinking, and grasped the halberd inserted in the lanthanum. The long halberd is about more than two meters long, the halberd head is carved with fine patterns, there are two human-shaped hanging ornaments next to it, the halberd is tied up with bamboo pieces thinly, it was oblate, it was black lacquer on it, it was black and shiny, the whole halberd is like a handicraft, but there are many gaps on the halberd blade, and at a glance you know that it is a real combat weapon, not just an ornament.

As soon as he touched the halberd, a familiar feeling poured into his body, refreshing his spirits, as if they had met each other, making him feel as if the halberd had life.

How could I feel this way? Sun Shao was stunned for a moment, and then sighed secretly, what a violent baby, he was so excited as soon as he touched the weapon, no wonder he was always restless for more than ten days, it turned out to be idle.

He drew his halberd and danced it twice. With the dance of the halberd, the original Sun Shao seemed to be back, and the halberd became more and more obedient, more and more wishful, as simple as it grew on the arm. This made him a little excited in his previous life, it seems that the original Sun Shao's martial arts are really good, a halberd nearly two meters long is as light as nothing in his hand, swaying freely, quite a master's demeanor.

Of course, I'm a master.

That nasty voice came again.

Good, good, you're a master. Sun Shao didn't care about refutation, and vented the excitement in his heart with the instinct of his body, as for whether this excitement was his, or the original Sun Shao's, he couldn't care about it at this time. In a trance, he couldn't tell whether his space was a deity or a cottage, and he seemed to have entered a realm of forgetting things and me.

"Young master-" An exclamation came from behind him, and Sun Shao subconsciously roared, twisting around and stabbing out the halberd. The halberd was like electricity, and went straight to the throat of Qiao Yue, who was holding the copper basin, Qiao Yue was taken aback, and retreated sharply, the copper basin in her hand fell to the ground, and the water spilled on the ground.

The halberd stopped steadily three inches away from her throat, Sun Shaocheng lunged, leaned forward with the halberd in one hand, sweating slightly on his forehead, looked at the frightened Qiao Yue with a little pride, and squeezed his eyes: "Xiao Yue'er, don't suddenly approach me when I am practicing martial arts in the future." ”

Qiao Yue was originally the personal maid of Sun Shao, and she was the person he often saw when he came to this world for more than ten days, and Sun Shao had a natural sense of intimacy with this little girl who was only fifteen years old, just like seeing his sister, the master and servant who were not strict felt more and more indifferent.

"Xiao Yue'er...... Remember...... Remembered. Qiao Yue stammered, stretched out a small hand to push away the halberd, but looking at the halberd blade that faintly smelled of blood, she hesitated and retracted her hand, with tears in her eyes, looking at Sun Shao pitifully.

Sun Shao took back the halberd, he had just practiced like this, he sweated for a while, and the irritability in his heart disappeared, only full of happiness remained, I couldn't imagine that I was a scholar, and now I have become a master, it really takes no effort to come by. Thinking of the pride, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and roar.

Qiao Yue got up from the ground, trotted all the way out of the east gate, and after a while, another basin of water came, served Sun Shao after washing, and brought a food table. This is Sun Shao's breakfast, now called Chaoshi, there is nothing but a bowl of rice porridge, two slices of kohlrabi, a plate of jerky, and a plate of sauce. When Sun Shao ate it for the first time, he was a little disappointed, wasn't he a relative of the emperor? How can you eat so easily? However, he has been buried in his heart and has not dared to say this question.

Taking advantage of Sun Shao's time to eat the morning food, Qiao Yue quickly swept away the water in the courtyard, and then ran to Sun Shao to wait. She was a little out of breath just now, her little face was flushed, and her small breasts couldn't stop rising and falling.

"Young master, are you feeling better?"

Sun Shao thought about it, lowered his head and looked at his body, and then nodded: "I can eat and drink, it should be no problem." ”

"That's great, when the young master finishes eating, I will send the things to the kitchen, and then I will go and tell Madame, so that she can feel at ease."

Listening to the crisp sound of Qiaoyue's copper bell, Sun Shao's heart suddenly moved, and a warm feeling slowly rippled in his heart. He thought for a moment, shook his head, and said, "No need, I'll go and say hello to my wife right away." ”

The lady they are talking about is Sun Shao's adoptive mother, the bridge of the second bridge, which is very famous in history. Sun Shao's biological mother Lu is a concubine of Sun Ce, after she married Sun Ce, she gave birth to three daughters in one breath, and she had no confidence to ask for Fuzheng, and later became pregnant with Sun Shao, feeling that she was a son, and was hoping to have the opportunity to become a wife by a concubine, but she didn't expect Sun Ce to break through Anhui City and grab the bridge. Faced with the bridge that was born in a famous family and looked like a flower, this poor woman suddenly cut off hope, and had a difficult birth when she gave birth to Sun Shao, and her son was born, but she hung up.

However, things did not happen as Lu thought, Daqiao did not become Sun Ce's wife, and she was also a concubine, and Sun Ce was assassinated in the second year after her death, she failed to monopolize Sun Ce when she was alive, and died, but she got her wish.

After the death of Lu and Sun Ce, Sun Shao and his three sisters were raised by his grandmother Wu - because Wu said that Daqiao was an ominous person who killed her son as soon as he entered the mansion - but the good times did not last long, and in the seventh year of Jian'an, Wu also died, so they were raised by Daqiao, and the three sisters married one after another, and finally Daqiao and Sun Shao were left in the mansion. Sun Shao has no impression of his biological parents and grandmother Wu at all, his closest people are except for his three sisters, that is, his adoptive mother Daqiao, although they are not biological, but their relationship is not inferior to that of biological.

In the fourth year of Jian'an, he was only fourteen years old when Daqiao entered the palace, and now he is only thirty-one years old, but he has been widowed for sixteen years. And as Sun Ce's widow, it seems that there is no possibility of remarrying, although there is no discrimination against remarriage at this time, but before anyone wants to marry her, Sun Quan's opinion must be considered. Therefore, if nothing else, she should remain a widow until she dies.

From the experience of his previous life, Sun Shao felt that this was very cruel. When he first came to this world, when he got the information about the bridge from the remaining memories, he was almost stupid, and said that the second bridge was the most famous beauty in the Three Kingdoms, who would have thought that the bridge was such a hard-working person.

"Really?" Qiao Yue tilted her head and looked at Sun Shao with some disbelieving.

"Of course it's true." Sun Shao scratched his head solemnly, and asked again: "When you go to the kitchen, by the way, ask Madame what you have eaten in the past two days, and you have a good appetite." ”

"Not good." Qiao Yue pursed her lips, and the smile on her face disappeared: "I heard my mother say that Madame has been eating less and less these days, and she can't eat a few bites of food a day." ”

Qiaoyue's mother Qiaoying is the personal maid of the bridge, born in the bridge family, grew up in the bridge family, after the bridge entered the house, she also followed, and now she is still the housekeeper of the inner house. The bridge can bring up Sun Shao and them, and Qiao Ying has made great contributions, otherwise with a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child in the bridge, he even has to be taken care of by others, how can he take the child.

"Really?" Sun Shao pondered for a moment, put down the bamboo chopsticks in his hand, got up and said, "I'll go change my clothes, you send these to the kitchen, and then we will go to see Madame together." ”

Qiao Yue covered her mouth and smiled, and there was a little smug between her eyebrows: "Young master, it's better to wait for me to help you wear it, otherwise Mrs. will see it and think I'm lazy." ”

Sun Shao's face flushed, and he glared at Qiao Yue with some annoyance, Qiao Yue was not nervous, giggled, held the food table, like a flying butterfly, got out of the hall, and went out of the east gate.

I don't know if the original Sun Shao himself doesn't know how to wear clothes, or if his consciousness is not very complete, anyway, Sun Shao is not used to this kind of clothes in the Han Dynasty now, and he is either crooked or twisted when he wears them, which makes Qiao Yue secretly laugh several times.

Sun Shao entered the inner room, sat in front of the desk, there was a bronze mirror on the case, the copper mirror table was attached under the mirror, the bottom of the mirror table was circular, there was a wooden column standing in the middle, the top of the column was divided into two branches, expanding into a semicircular narrow groove of symmetry on the left and right, the copper mirror was just stuck in it, and the top of the mirror table was carved into the shape of a dragon's head, with a few knives, concise and clear. Sun Shao secretly admired that this is a real Han Dynasty cultural relic, he has seen and longed for countless things in the museum before, but when he came here today, he saw the real thing, but he didn't feel excited at all.

In the bronze mirror is a vague figure, very handsome, but with a sad face.

"If you have come, you will be safe." Hearing the footsteps outside the house, Sun Shao sighed at himself in the mirror and replaced it with a relaxed smile.

"Young master, I just saw my grandmother again in the kitchen." Qiao Yue said while finding her clothes: "Madame didn't eat this morning, how much did she send over, and she returned it as it was." My mother also said that Madame was planning to invite you to go. ”

"What's the matter?" Sun Shao, who opened his arms and enjoyed the [***] feeling of being served, asked casually.

"Something's wrong." Qiao Yue turned to Sun Shao's back, wrapped her arms around Sun Shao's waist, pulled the belt to the back and tied it, and then turned to Sun Shao to look at it, and then clapped her hands and said, "It seems that the Zhou Mansion is here to invite, and Madame wants to ask for your opinion." ”

"Zhou Mansion?" Sun Shao's eyes rolled, and there was an extra anger in his chest for no reason, as if Sun Shao was not very interested in the Zhou Mansion. Calm, calm, Sun Shao appeased the violent baby, and then searched for information about the Zhou Mansion from his memory.

Zhou Fu refers to the late general Zhou Yu's mansion, and Zhou Yu's wife Xiaoqiao is Daqiao's sibling sister and Sun Shao's nominal aunt. Zhou Yu has died of illness in the sixteenth year of Jian'an, and the situation in the house is similar to that of Sun Shao's family, Zhou Yu's eldest son Zhou Xun is one year younger than him, and there is a younger brother Zhou Yin and a younger sister Zhou Yu. But Sun Shao's relationship with these cousins and cousins is not good, and the reason is simple, Sun Shao is good at martial arts, but he is not good at reading, plus his parents died early, and in recent years, because of the anger of the officials, the surname is a little extreme, but the Zhou Xun brothers have received an excellent education. Whether it is the Zhou family or the Qiao family, they are all wealthy families, especially the Zhou family, from Zhou Yu's grandfather to Zhou Yu's father, they are all high-ranking officials with more than 2,000 stones, and their family history is not comparable to that of the Sun family. Zhou Yu himself is not only both civil and military, profound in learning, but also proficient in music, the so-called "although after the three lords, the song is wrong, Zhou Lang Gu", is a famous elegant person, Mrs. Xiaoqiao is also quite talented, under their teaching, the knowledge of the three Zhou brothers and sisters is much higher than Sun Shao, so their father is a close friend, and their mother is a sibling, but they are not good, in fact, Sun Shao has a bad impression of them. Think about it, who wants to be treated as a rough person by others, especially Sun Shao is still a proud person.

Sun Mansion and Zhou Mansion have always had little contact, and after 16 years of Jian'an, there are more opportunities for Xiaoqiao, which has also become a widow, to come to Sun Mansion, and it is only two or three trips a year. They came to Sun's Mansion, Sun Shao has always avoided it, and when he went to Zhou's Mansion, he also tried his best to avoid it, I don't know why this time, Daqiao wanted to ask for his opinion.

Sun Shao didn't say anything, and after changing his clothes, he walked to the backyard where Daqiao lived.

Sun Mansion is a large mansion, there are three entrances before and after, Sun Shao lives in the second entrance, and Daqiao lives in a small building in the third entrance. As he walked through the backyard, Sun Shao heard the low rhythm of the piano, slowed down, and frowned slightly. The emotions conveyed in the sound of the piano are very obscure, looming, ethereal, elusive, and give people a cold and somber feeling.

"Big brother." When a brocade-clothed young man standing downstairs saw Sun Shao, he hurriedly stepped forward, clasped his hands together, raised them above his head, and bowed. As soon as Sun Shao saw him, a trace of unhappiness welled up in his heart.

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