In 5000 B.C., relatively advanced ancient civilizations appeared in the Yellow River and Yangtze River basins, and gradually formed ethnic groups such as the Huaxia and Yue ethnic groups. In 2000 B.C., the Xia Hou clan, a descendant of the Yellow Emperor among the Chinese people, established a slave state, known as the Xia Dynasty in history, and was the first to enter the threshold of class society. So far, the Central Plains civilization has become the main axis of the development of Chinese civilization.

In 219 B.C., after Qin Shi Huang destroyed the Six Kingdoms, he launched a large-scale southern expedition, migrating 500,000 people from the Central Plains into the Yue nationality settlement area, and setting up Guilin, Nanhai, Xiangjun and other counties, and the Central Plains civilization began to be introduced to the Yue area. The rule of the Han Dynasty for more than 400 years made the Central Plains civilization further influence the Yue region. After the great integration of the Qin and Han dynasties, the Yellow River, the original Huaxia people in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River, the advanced part of the Yue people, the Chu people, the Ba people, the Shu people, etc., merged together to form the current Han nationality. Some of the Yue people in the south were forced to flee into the mountains because of the large-scale migration of foreign nationalities, so they are called Shanyue.

Han officials were particularly harsh on the people of Shanyue who did not obey the king. Therefore, in the eyes of the Han officials, the people of Shanyue are nothing more than animals with two legs, and they are severely punished and subjected to heavy servitude. Therefore, Shanyue's resistance has always continued.

At this time, it was the spring of the eleventh year of Jian'an (206 AD).

After the turmoil of the Yellow Turban Rebellion and Dong Zhuo's Rebellion, the originally powerful Han Dynasty has become crumbling, the Son of Heaven has become a puppet, and local warlords have seized one side, and there are constant wars.

On the south bank of the Yangtze River, west of Peng Lize (Poyang Lake), there is a big city at the foot of Lushan Mountain, which is called: Chaisang, also known as Jiujiang. Jiujiang is Ganshui, Poshui, Yushui, Xiushui, Ganshui, Xushui, Shushui, Nanshui, Pengshui, because they all flow into Peng Lize, so they are collectively called Jiujiang.

Chaisang Mountain has thousands of mountains, nine factions in Jianghuan, high morale, rich and good. Since ancient times, it has been the capital of Dayi, where boats and vehicles diverge and merchants gather. Now in the chaos of the world, the hinterland of the Central Plains has been turned into a scorched earth in the warlord melee, but the south of the Yangtze River is less war-like, and thousands of people who have fled from the north have gathered, so the Chaisang at this time is more prosperous than in the past.

On the rammed earth paved official road outside the city, a horse was galloping wildly, and puffs of dust and smoke were lifted from the place where the horse's hooves passed. I saw a knight dressed in coarse cloth Zen robes on horseback carrying two long poles, and the long poles were decorated with white pheasant feathers. Pedestrians all avoided this, because everyone understood that this was an urgent military report from the front line, and there could be no delay for a moment. The road was unimpeded, and the negative feather messenger quickly passed through the south gate of Chaisang, and went straight to the general's mansion in the city without stopping.

At this time, sitting in the hall of the General's Mansion was a young man, who was wearing a Yuanyou crown, wearing a dark court dress, and wearing a red and yellow ribbon, showing his identity. This person has a Chinese face, big lips, wide chin, and beard, and from the appearance alone, although he is a little less wise, he gives people a sense of calm and reliability. This young man was none other than Wu Hou, the leader of the Jiangdong forces - Sun Quan.

According to the Han Dynasty's public opinion, the Yuanyou crown and the colorful red ribbon are really used by the princes and kings, and Sun Quan is only a liehou, so it is really over-the-top to dress up. However, at the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the heroes were divided, and the etiquette collapsed, even if it was the Marquis Shixie of Longdu Pavilion, who was far away in Jiaozhou and had a lower title than Sun Quan, his chariot and horse honor guard was also similar to the Son of Heaven.

At this time, Sun Quan sat a little tired, and couldn't help but tilt his body, support his head with his bent left arm, his eyes lowered, and cursed in a low voice:

"This Zhang Zhao, why haven't you come yet?"

It turned out that Sun Quan had planned to take advantage of today's fine weather to change into hunting clothes and lead his guards out of the city to hunt, but now he was going to sit upright in this meeting hall, and he couldn't help but feel a little resentful in his heart. Zhang Zhao's one-eyed old minister said that there was something important to discuss today, and asked Sun Quan to wait in the mansion. Sun Quan couldn't reluctantly change into court clothes and sit here, but his heart had already drifted to the hunting ground.

I heard that there were tigers outside the city, which was not a good thing for ordinary people, but it made Sun Quan's heart excited for a while. Sun Quan's father and brother are all heroes in the world, and his father Sun Jian, nicknamed the Tiger of Jiangdong, was dazzling in the army of Dong in that year, and he also personally killed the general Huaxiong in the battle of Yangren, which can be described as unparalleled in the world. The eldest brother Sun Ce, nicknamed Xiaobawang, took all the six counties of Jiangdong in just a few years, opening up territory for the Sun family, and he must be called a young hero. Although Sun Quan is not as good as his father and brother, how can there be a dog in the gate? Sun Quan longed for hunting fierce beasts, and he loved to shoot tigers. There was even another time when Sun Quan was almost injured by a tiger during the shooting of a tiger.

After learning of this, Zhang Zhao, who was a heavy minister, couldn't help but admonish Sun Quan:

"A man who is a monarch should be able to control heroes and drive sages, how can he gallop in the wilderness and be brave and fierce? Once there is a good one, won't you be laughed at by the world? ”

Sun Quan was respectful and afraid of this old-fashioned and even a little pedantic old minister, and he didn't want to argue with him, so he could only smile and laugh:

"I'm really ashamed of you when I'm young and careless."

However, although he apologized in words, he still did the same in action, and Zhang Zhao did not take Sun Quan in a way.

Today, Zhang Zhao said that he had something important to discuss, but he was nowhere to be seen for a long time, Sun Quan thought about it, could it be that this old guy did it intentionally in order not to let him go out of the city to hunt?

The words were divided into two ends, and the negative feather messenger grabbed the reins in front of the gate of the general's mansion, and the horse neighed, and the nostrils of one by one were spewing heavily, and he was already exhausted to the extreme. Of course, the man on the horse was not much better, and the negative feather messenger had been riding for most of the day, and had changed horses three times in the middle, and the two inner strands had already been bruised by the rough saddle, and the slightest movement was a hot pain. He didn't care about this, he held the reins in his left hand and held the front saddle bridge, his right arm was close to the horse's neck, his feet were off the pedal, he rolled the saddle and dismounted, and then strode straight to the gate of the general's mansion. The halberd bearer outside the door knew that the situation was urgent when he saw the waist card hanging on his waist, and hurriedly introduced him into the mansion, not daring to stop at all.

The Negative Feather Messenger was guided by the guards through the porch, three steps and two steps, to the council hall.

When he reached the front of the church, a servant leaned down to untie his riding boots, and the messenger went up to the hall wearing only sackcloth socks, and walked on the tawny mahogany floor, making a slight noise. Sun Quan looked up at the person who came when he heard the sound, and his face couldn't help but show a look of disappointment.

It wasn't Zhang Zhao? Sun Quan exclaimed secretly.

The messenger gasped and knelt down on one knee before Sun Quan, then took out the feather in the cloth bag in front of him and solemnly held it above his head.

Seeing this, the servant standing beside Sun Quan hurriedly stepped forward, took the feather in the messenger's hand, and then respectfully handed it to Sun Quan with both hands.

Sun Quan stretched out his right hand and took the feather box, immediately unwrapped the knot sealed with cement, carefully read the contents of the letter, and suddenly his face changed abruptly.

"Come on, summon Zhou Yu quickly!" Sun Quan put down the bamboo slip in his hand, raised his head and said loudly.

At this time, Sun Quan's heart had completely lost his interest in fighting tigers.