In the next ten days, Zhao Xiaoyun had a feeling of living on the eve of the college entrance examination, no, it should be said that he was more busy than that time, he got up and squatted for an hour and a half, and learned little by little according to the exercises taught by Zhao An, after the lunch break, he began to dance the sword for two hours, until dinner, after the end of the unitary time, he went to the study and began to learn the art of war, the first two nights were copying Sun Tzu's Art of War a hundred times, and the second seven nights found that he had copied it smoothly, and copied it fifty more times, until Zhao An found that she copied so happily, and changed the book "Sun Bin Art of War", "Wu Zi", " Liutao", "Sima Fa", and "Huangshi Gong Sanluo" five books let her copy, not to the extent of a hundred times, but there are also fifty times.

Zhao Xiaoyun didn't have any dissatisfaction, and was very satisfied with all the following, and copied carefully. In the past two days, she found that the more she copied, the better she could write with the brush, and she was no longer illiterate, and she could even understand the inner meaning of these art of war.

On this day, after Zhao Xiaoyun got up, he always felt panicked in his heart, as if something important had happened, so that when he was squatting on the horse, he wandered many times and was tripped by Zhao An three times.

"Yun'er, why are you so calm today," Zhao An felt that Zhao Xiaoyun didn't mean it, but he didn't know why she was so absent-minded.

Zhao Xiaoyun couldn't say what the reason was, and said angrily, "Yun'er doesn't know why this is the case, but she just can't calm down." ”

Zhao An looked at Zhao Xiaoyun, who looked depressed, and sighed, "Yun'er, rest for a while, wait for you to calm down, and then practice." ”

When Zhao Xiaoyun heard this, he nodded helplessly, walked to the other side of the martial arts training ground, sat down cross-legged, and watched Zhao An dancing the sword in the arena blankly.

"Yun'er, why don't you practice?" Mo Mo came to the martial arts training ground, saw that Zhao Xiaoyun was rarely not squatting, and asked curiously.

Zhao Xiaoyun pursed his mouth, "Mother, I am restless today, and my father let me rest." ”

Mo Mo didn't know what was going on, accompanied Zhao Xiaoyun, looked at Zhao An, remembered what Zhao An said, his eyes were slightly dark,

"It's been more than half a month since Yun'er woke up, and time flies so fast."

More than half a month?

Since she came here, there is no mobile phone, no alarm clock, no concept of time at all, only know repeated learning, supplement knowledge, this time suddenly heard half a month has passed, and I was shocked. Don't?!

Subconsciously grabbed her mother's shoulders, and asked in disbelief, "Mother, what month and day is today?" ”

Mo Mo was a little inexplicable, but he still answered Zhao Xiaoyun's words, "March 5th, Yun'er, what's wrong?" What happened? ”

When Zhao Xiaoyun heard the time, all his strength seemed to be taken away, let go of his mother, and said to himself,

"March 5th, March, March, yes, it's March, it's this month, no wonder I'm so upset,"

But Mo Mo was still confused, he didn't know what was going on, and when he saw Zhao Xiaoyun who was lost and depressed, he hurriedly asked eagerly, "What's wrong with Yun'er?" Isn't March wrong? ”

Zhao Xiaoyun came back to her senses, tightened her delicate eyebrows, and struggled, she didn't know how to tell her father and mother about it, but it was precisely because of today that the Three Kingdoms Rebellion began.

At this time, Zhao An was also attracted by the mother and daughter, stopped the nervous Mo Mo, and looked at Zhao Xiaoyun and said softly, "If Yun'er doesn't want to say it, then don't say it." ”

Suddenly, the hesitation in Zhao Xiaoyun's heart is no longer there, except for the rebirth of the matter, what else can be hidden from the parents who love her the most in this world.

I made up my mind, and my brows furrowed, but I said with a serious face, "Dad, do you remember what Yun'er said about the flying dragon?" ”

Zhao An was shocked and nodded slightly, "Naturally, I remember, right?" ”

Zhao Xiaoyun nodded solemnly, confirming Zhao Anxin's conjecture, "Dad didn't guess wrong, after Yun'er got up today, she was very uneasy in her heart, remembering the dream she had a few days ago, Yun'er felt that today was the time of troubled times!" ”

"Yun'er, this-" Zhao An is more anxious than Zhao Xiaoyun now, even if he has been away from the court for more than ten years, he still cares about the country, but he has already retired, and it is absolutely impossible to go out of the mountain again, so he can only let Zhao Xiaoyun travel as soon as possible. Thinking of this, he took a big step forward, picked up Zhao Xiaoyun's collar and walked to the field, "From today onwards, step up your practice." ”

"Yes! Father! After Zhao Xiaoyun knew the reason for her restlessness, she also consciously studied, which was her capital to go out in the future.

Only Mo Mo felt sorry for Zhao Xiaoyun, but he didn't stop it, and let the father and daughter toss.

At this time, far away in Julu, Jizhou, a group of people wearing yellow scarves held all kinds of weapons in their hands, most of which were household hoes, kitchen knives, sickles and other weapons, but even so, their momentum was very strong, and the password was unanimous roaring,

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, and the world is lucky!"

Bei Zhonglang led Lu Zhi in front of the troops, thinking that now His Majesty was bewitched by traitors, and the people were already very poor, and now that such a group of rebels appeared, the national generals would fall into an even more unbearable situation, thinking about this, he angrily reprimanded the leader, "Traitor, suffer death quickly!" ”

The leader is named Zhang Jiao, Julu people, followed by his two younger brothers Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao, in the early years, Zhang Jiao accidentally got the Taoist priest Yu Ji's "Taiping Qing Collar Book", created Taiping Dao, self-proclaimed great sage and good teacher, as the Han Dynasty became more and more corrupt, the people lived more difficult, Zhang Jiao used a water spell to say that the people were cured, and took the opportunity to develop the disciples, recently the three of their brothers felt that the time had come, this year's drought, for the people, anti-Han Dynasty, never expected that they were in contact with Feng Yu in private was exposed, Zhang Rang investigated them more strictly, and had no choice but to launch an uprising a month in advance.

In the face of Lu Zhi's reprimand, Zhang Jiao felt that he was the embodiment of justice, and he did not feel that he had done wrong, and he also replied to Lu Zhi angrily, "Traitor? Hmph, you corrupt officials will only be corrupt yourself, and never think about the people, what is the use of such a dynasty! ”

This sentence is for the consideration of the people, and Lu Zhi was full of shame, and secretly scolded the ten permanent servants in his heart for being damned, but he was helpless.

"Hmph, there's nothing to say, right, Dog Officer!" Zhang Jiao is very good at demagoguery, on the one hand, he aroused the anger of the Yellow Turban Army behind him against the court, and on the other hand, the soldiers on the opposite side did not know how to start, because they also had a conscience.

Seeing that his own momentum weakened, and the other party's momentum was like a rainbow, Lu Zhi was shocked! This battle is not easy to fight! At that moment, he hurriedly shouted, "Protect your homeland!" Kill! ”

The last word "kill", Lu Zhi's eyes were bloodshot, and the soldiers behind him, who were also disciplined soldiers, rushed forward with the saber in their hands, and fought with the rabble of the Yellow Turban Army.

"The one who kills the most traitors! Prize 10 taels of silver! ”

Lu Zhi's reward inspired the soldiers' fighting mentality, money is the most difficult to earn in troubled times, even if they die, these ten taels of silver can make their families live a good life, and the knife in their hands is up and down a little faster.

Kill the Yellow Turban Army on the opposite side and retreat one after another.