Looking at Liu Chan, who was trembling in front of him, although Yang An asked him to sit down, he pinched Yang An's invisible temperament and recovered half of his salary before sitting down.

Looking at the restrained Liu Chan, Yang An looked at him as if he was looking at a poor person.

In fact, if Liu Chan wants to publish an autobiography for his life, Yang An feels that it is no worse than the autobiography of any celebrity.

The approximate story is as follows:

I am Liu Chan, and my father is Liu Bei, the founding monarch of Shu Han, Liu Xuande, and he is a hero in my mind.

I remember when I was very young, my father once asked me, "Adou, what do you want to do in the future?" ”

Actually, I didn't understand what he was talking about at the time, but I knew my father's ambition, so I replied loudly: "Be the emperor and rule the world!" My father quickly covered my mouth and scolded in a low voice, but I saw him laughing.

As I grew up, my father was always busy, running around, and he said it was for us to have a good life, and I didn't understand, why do we have to run around to live a good life? Isn't it possible to stay with the whole family? I have brothers, uncles and aunts, and they are all very kind to me, but I am very lonely.

I want to go to the academy because there are a lot of peers there and I want to play with them. My father was very happy, and he thought that I had been studying hard at a young age, and that I would be successful in the future. But I know what to study, I just want to find some friends, even if they think I'm a fool, as long as I'm not lonely.

The holidays were the hardest time, and I used to sit in a daze at the door, watching the ants move, thinking about when my father would come back, and pressing mud-stained palm prints on the wall to see how much taller I had grown.

My father is still busy, the place where I live has changed, the school has changed a lot, and the teaching progress of each gentleman is different, so I can only try to listen to the lectures, but I don't understand anything. My father was away from home, and Mr. Zhuge was also very busy, they only cared about my test results, and they didn't care about the problems I usually encountered in my studies, because they didn't have time to teach me. Even if he taught me, he was in a hurry, and if he didn't understand it, he was furious, and scolded me for only knowing how to play, and lamented how he could have a stupid son who was wise and martial, and I never asked them questions again, so I wouldn't do it, so I wouldn't be scolded like a dog.

My father and Mr. Zhuge always persuaded me to work hard in their spare time, saying that the hope of their life was in me, and that they were working hard outside to let me live a good life, so I had to fight hard, to be more competitive than Cao Cao's son, and they would have a bright face when they would dominate the world in the future.

I kept nodding my head, like a chicken pecking rice, but I knew very well in my heart that I was not as good as Cao Pi, Cao Zhi, Cao Zhang, not to mention the genius prodigy Cao Chong, when he called Xiang famous, I still pressed my handprints on the wall, but looking at their hopeful eyes, I couldn't tell.

I don't understand it, I don't understand it, I have developed the habit of not daring to ask since I was a child, the more I change the school, the more diligent the grades gradually decline, every time I mention the results of the New Year, I have to suffer, all the confusion, ridicule, anger and lament can only be hidden in my heart, there is no friend to confide in, and in the end, I gave up school. I'm sorry father, you didn't give birth to an Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty, I'm just a stinky boy who loves fantasy and is a little stupid and stubborn, you still have to bear the heavy responsibility of honoring your ancestors.

My father is helpless, he is no longer the father who can beat me to death with a bamboo when I was a child, the years go by, I have grown up, if he beats me again, in a rage, it is difficult for me to control myself not to fight back.

My father and Mr. Zhuge decided to teach me the art of the emperor, and since I didn't know anything and had no interest in learning, I would inherit the Shu Han Empire and become the Emperor of the World.

I thought that after becoming an emperor, I should be much freer, so let's learn the art of the emperor, so I began to follow my father day and night to study the art of the king. At first, it was quite interesting and I loved it very much, but after being reprimanded by my father a few times, I began to think, why do I have to learn the art of ** king, just to get ahead or survive?

This thought took root in my mind, and I thought about it day and night, and I thought about a lot of things, my father Liu Xuande, who is world-famous, has friends all over the world, and is an absolute hero, but what? All his life, he struggled for the Kuang Fu Han family, wandering everywhere, wandering between life and death, and it was not until he was in his fifties that he made a scene. Do I have my father's talent, perseverance, and charisma? My father's heroes are still trapped in the shallows, so why should I be blue?

What's more, after learning the first king, I began to hate the conquest of the world, my father's fierce generals were like clouds and strategists like rain, all failed to dominate the world, and now they are all dying, and I am far inferior to my father, in this case, it is better to find another way out and develop with peace of mind, why choose the road of war?

That's when I realized that I couldn't be the master.

When my father is here, I have to listen to him, and after my father is gone, I have to listen to Zhuge Xiang's father.

They were manipulating me, planning my life, and giving orders to me, but I had to obey because of filial piety.

What is this, I escaped from the cage of the school, but I fell into a bigger and stronger cage, I wanted to be free, but more and more people were being controlled. Since it is a mistake in this world to even resist, then I will follow you, Father, whatever you say is what you say, you will go to war if you say war, and if you say truce, you will truce, I will listen to you.

I'm wasted, the whole person is wasted. The spiritual world is icy and snowy, occasionally when provoked, a few fire meteors pass by, and other times it doesn't matter if you are scolded or treated as a fool.

I was passive and slacking off, eating and waiting for death, my indifferent expression all day long, even if the front line was urgent, even if my father was tired and vomited blood, even if Jiang Wei insisted on the Northern Expedition, even if Zhonghui Deng Aibing suppressed the imperial capital in the end, I only smiled slightly.

You have pushed me to this throne, but you have not allowed me to choose to give up, so think about the consequences. Usually I don't care about it, but when I encounter a problem, I desperately say that I work hard and think about it, as if I didn't achieve anything because of laziness and stupidity. In that case, I'm going to do nothing and let reality destroy your hopes.

I went to the imperial capital of the Western Jin Dynasty, and I lived there very well, although people laughed at me all day long, but it didn't matter, I was already used to the strange eyes of others. The food is good, the accommodation is good, I even started to practice calligraphy, this place is much better than the dull palace of Shu Han that is about to crush people.

It's just that one night, I dreamed of many people, father, father, civil and military officials, they all looked at me expressionlessly, Jiang Wei's sad and angry voice echoed in the heaven and earth: "The ministers still want to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty descend first?!" I didn't answer, just sat on the floor tired and laughed lowly.

I'm really tired, I've been carrying so many things for decades, I'm really tired and tired, do you have any ideals that you can realize yourself, can you not impose them on me, I'm really, very tired.

Fortunately, Liu Chan at this time had not yet reached the time when he ran out of ammunition and food, and fortunately Liu Chan came to the Ten Thousand Worlds Pavilion.