Good morning! Migrant workers in the Three Kingdoms Author: Artemisia is vast

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"The sea is boiling, and the people are suffering"

In fact, Lu Hangyu didn't quite understand the meaning of these eight words.

Since she smashed face down into the land of Zhongping for six years, the short-lived dream she had has long since been gone.

SHE HAS A PASSERBY FACE, LOW EMOTIONAL INTELLIGENCE, NO FAMILY BACKGROUND, AND A DEBUFF THAT IS INEXPLICABLY HATED BY EVERYONE - BAI YUEGUANG, WHO CAN'T BE A PRINCE, IS ACTUALLY NOTHING.

She has hands and feet, can settle accounts, can kill pigs, and has a sword that is enough to walk alone in troubled times.

Her goals are also very simple: a small house, some relatives and friends, a small room full of food, a courtyard where the cool breeze blows, and a courtyard where you can relax in the shade.

So, what went wrong and made her path completely turn in the other direction?

"I'm ready to die here," she held her black blade, held her breath, stood in the firelight, and looked arrogantly at the Danyang soldiers who poured in like a tide, "If you want to take Xuzhou, you should also have this determination." ”

Mine:

The heroine has been a passerby all her life, a small citizen in the early stage, and joined Liu Bei's team in the later stage; A long article, the male protagonist appeared late, and the emotional line was backward [

Focused demining:

The heroine is also an idealist until she dies, don't think about using reality to transform her.

Content Tags: Through Time and Space Strong Woman Inspirational Life Upgrade Stream

Search keywords: Protagonist: Lu Hangyu ┃ Supporting role: Liu Bei, Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, Zhuge Liang, Ji Hanzhong ┃ Others:

One sentence introduction: how is a celebrity made?

Idea: to live with dignity in troubled times

Brief review of the work:

As a social fear otaku girl who loves running groups, Lu Hangyu never thought that one day he would be thrown into the late Eastern Han Dynasty and struggle to survive. Although she has a passer-by face and low emotional intelligence, fortunately, the combat effectiveness of the character card is quite strong, and she at least has the ability to be a pig killer...... As for becoming a generation of famous generals, this is indeed a path she never expected.

This article re-examines the Three Kingdoms period of "boiling in the sea and suffering of the people" from the perspective of civilians, depicts the struggle and blood and tears of the people at the bottom in the troubled times, and tells the story of the heroine's heart from confusion to firmness, and gradually grows into a female general.

Chapter 1

Zhang Jin felt that he would definitely not be able to escape this time.

He thought simply before, this year's Yellow Turban thieves have subsided, even if there are rogues in the chaos, the feet of the Son of Heaven must be safe, so obviously he can rest and stay in Guanzhuang, he is obsessed with walking through Shimengou at night and resting at the ferry.

The reason is also simple, the official village is only twenty miles away from Luoyang, and most of the merchants stay there, so the inn business is prosperous, and the asking price is not cheap, and his three or four servants will calculate at least two or three hundred yuan for lodging.

Besides, the spring equinox has passed, and the days are getting longer, how can there be a reason to live in a store when Shen Shi?

It only takes two more hours of hard work, and when we reach the camp at the ferry, the errand will be over.

The batch of medicinal materials he transported was originally to Zhu Jun in Henan, and the ferry had its own military officials to hand over, and he only needed an extra torch on the road, and when he arrived at the ferry, he spent dozens of dollars to invite the military officials to drink two bowls of wine, so that he could ask for an idle tent in the camp, sleep well, and even save the forage for these two donkeys, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?

But these illusions quickly dissipated at this moment, turning into endless remorse.

The bandits on the opposite side were not outnumbered, and on the mountain road illuminated by the torches, there were only three men in ragged clothes and armed with ring-headed knives.

It wasn't too cold at this point, but in the glow of the fire, he could still see the scars and frostbite on the other's blackened hands.

Both sides of Shimengou are rocky and barren mountains, and there are few people, and no one can hear them even if they want to shout for help at this moment.

But in troubled times, forcing people to become thieves, these thieves may not want to take their lives.

For today's plan, the only way to do this is to tell me first.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the donkey cart is too heavy to be driven by you," he hurriedly begged for mercy, "if you want to get rich, and you have a little spare below, why don't you take the money and go your way?" ”

A few thieves looked at each other, "What's in your car?" ”

From time to time, when there was a big epidemic, these medicinal materials were all sought-after goods, and if they were lost here, the government would ask him to subsidize them with his own property.

This cart of medicinal materials is at least 10,000 yuan, not to mention that he is bankrupt, and he will also be greatly injured.

Thinking of the throbbing pain on his face, Zhang Jin knew that he couldn't lie, so he still honestly smiled and responded.

"It's ephedra, Yin Chen, pulsatilla......"

Sure enough, the man at the head of the group had a moved face, "Medicinal herbs? Do you dare to travel at night to transport medicinal herbs? ”

"The government officials are pressing," through the firelight, the expressions on the faces of those people were not very real, but Zhang Jin knew what kind of words could please them better, "The villain can't, dare not do it?" ”

His words of pleading and complaining caused the other side to be silent for a moment before answering.

"In this case, you take a few thousand dollars, as well as the dry food on your body, and hand them over."

Thousands of dollars is not a small amount, although Zhang Mian felt pain in his flesh, his heart was still wide, and he was able to save this car of medicinal materials.

What's more, their lives were saved.

When he saw the appearance of these three people, he was very shrewd and took the bait and dried meat from the car, plus a bag of turbid wine, and sent it over, and sure enough, the person in charge opened the wine bag and smelled it, and even smiled.

"Lang Jun is clever."

is naturally clever, his net worth and life have to be explained here, how can he not be clever.

Just when he paid 5,000 yuan and sent a few bags of herbs, he finally coaxed these people to leave, and an unexpected change happened.

Speaking of which, it was just that the dumb-headed servant of his family was heartbroken when he saw that his master was breaking the bank, and muttered something in the back.

"This is Zhu Taishou's military funds, they dare to be so presumptuous!"

The thief in the lead heard that muttering, stopped in his footsteps, and suddenly turned around.

"Which Zhu Taishou?"

Zhang Yan hurriedly waved his hand to silence the servant, but the latter apparently did not pay attention to the gesture.

He even seemed to think that moving out of the name of such an adult would make these people frightened and return the thousands of dollars to them.

"Naturally, it's Zhu Jun and Zhu Taishou!"

……………………

In today's world, the princes rebel against the people, and the famous generals who cut down the yellow turbans and are invincible, only the emperor Fu Song and Zhu Jun are two, these two famous generals cut the head of the yellow scarf in the Changshe tens of thousands, which can be called "the prestige of the world".

— but that's only for those scholars.

The firelight danced on the desolate mountain road, reflecting the unpredictable faces of the three thieves.

The one at the head looked at his two brothers, and then reached into his arms.

He pulled out a dirty, tattered yellow cloth ribbon that could still be discerned.

The other two thieves were also so ordinary, tying the yellow scarves they had taken out to their heads.

…… Big things go!

"You must know that we are not going to do everything," the Yellow Turban leader took a step forward and said coldly, "You are waiting for your own death!" ”

On the third road east of Guangyang Gate, this little eater, who had won the reputation of his neighbors because of his eagerness for justice and righteousness, saw the hideous look on the other party's face, and knew that he would definitely not be able to escape today.

Several yellow turban thieves were carrying ring-headed knives, and when they came with their legs, he should have fled with his legs, but his mind was blank, his legs were weak, and not only did he have no strength to escape, but he even forgot how his wife and children would live in the future.

When the sharp arrow pierced through the first Yellow Turban thief to rush over, Zhang Mian was completely unaware of what was happening.

He just followed the direction in which the thief had fallen, his legs and stomach weakened, and he knelt down.

But the remaining two yellow turbans, apparently accustomed to licking blood from the knife edges, were very experienced, and after a few shouts, they immediately dropped their torches and fled into the barren bushes by the roadside.

After delaying these hours on the road, the sky has gradually darkened, and in such a dim environment, except for those generals of the family who are used to eating meat, ordinary people often can't see things in the dark night.

Therefore, the crescent moon was like a hook, and the night was vast, and the thieves threw their torches, and Zhang Mian could no longer find their traces.

But the unseen archer apparently found it.

The grass and insects did not chirp, and several people trembled with fright, and there was silence all around. Before he could get up, two or three arrows burst through the air with a sharp roar overhead!

In the middle of the bushes, there were several muffled sounds, as if something heavy had fallen to the ground.

If it is inferred from common sense, such a marksman who can see in the dark must be a hero, how can he afford his two carts of ordinary medicinal materials? But Zhang Jin's mind was blank, and he didn't dare to get up until the man walked out of the forest and entered the range of the firelight, and he dared to quietly raise his head.

It was a very young boy, only about seventeen or eighteen years old, with a short cloth, a linen hairband on his head, except for a bow in his hand, which was fine, and a ring knife around his waist.

He was born ordinary, he was not amazing, and he was cold, but just talking about his archery skills and good eyesight in the dark made Zhang Jin definitely not believe that he was a poor cloth.

When the young man approached, the little official realized that he was carrying something behind his back, wrapped in black cloth and tied with hemp rope, about five feet long, about one end about a foot wide, and the other end as slender as a blade.

Of course, now is not the time to carefully look at the people who come anyway, Zhang Mian hurriedly got up, greeted him, and bowed again.

"Eun Gong!"

"What is this car," the boy asked, "what is it?" ”

The boy's voice was hoarse, as rough as the rubbing of sand, as if he had screamed for a long time, and could hardly make a sound.

He hurriedly smiled, "It's some ephedra, Yin Chen, pulsatilla......"

"What's that?"

Sensing that the young man didn't know medicinal materials, he quickly explained, "It's some herbs." ”

Although he had never seen any scenes of swords and blood, he still had the ability to recognize people, and looking at the young man's expression and tone, he knew that he was not a bloodthirsty and murderous person, so he turned cautious and tried every possible way to protect his cart of medicinal materials.

The boy didn't seem to have much interest in the cart of herbs, he bent down, picked up the thief's ring knife, and then began to search the body again and again.

It's just that since they are yellow turbans, they must be poor people who can't live, where is the surplus wealth on their bodies? If you want to make money, this cart of medicinal materials is not ready-made?

The young man only found a ring-headed knife, but he was not discouraged, straightened up and went into the wilderness again and rummaged over.

Zhang Jin looked at him a little speechlessly, and searched the bodies of those yellow turban thieves.

He unearthed two ring-headed knives, a spear, and two very broken short blades.

There was also a bag of five baht coins that were taken by the yellow turban thief.