Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

The soup in Zhangshui leads to the bright future, and the action in Yetai brings spring to life.

At the end of the first month, the winter snow is gone, and the silvery dew is shining.

When the spring comes, the water begins to flow, and the water in Mongolia is full of water.

Where are the boats heading?

The spring breeze fills the sails with joy, and the drizzle touches my clothes and my cheeks with joy.

Baigou enters the Yellow River and flows upstream to Luoyang.

As time enters February, Yecheng has become busier than ever.

After all, the Promulgation of the Han Dynasty had made it quite clear about returning the old capital, and it was well known that Luoyang City was burned down by Dong's thieves.

To the traders and lackeys, Luoyang was a huge city waiting to be revitalized.

For the residents of Guizhou Province, Luoyang is a fertile land surrounded by five rivers.

Of course, for more people, it is already destined that the Yanhan Dynasty will inherit the destiny of the Three Kingdoms. In this case, it is only a matter of time before the capital of the Eight Passes City becomes popular again.

In this case, even if you can only gain half an advantage, it may be a great blessing that your children and grandchildren can boast about in their later years.

After all, the rebellion of the Dong thieves has ended, and the Yan-Han Dynasty has begun to establish peace. No matter what the world says, it will be peaceful for a hundred years, right?

Although Zhuge Dan is still young, his emotions about these are not inferior to those of the vast majority of those who have been crowned.

Zhuge's father was very clear about the fact that Zhuge was forced to flee and then dispersed in all directions since he was a child.

And what about this father? Shortly after the New Year, he solemnly visited his son's teacher and clan brothers to ask for his care, and then went to prepare to return to Langya to worship his ancestors, and had already set off a few days ago.

"Younger, you need to remember that although Kong Ming is a brother of your clan, he must be treated as a teacher and treated as an elder. He must not pretend to be a brother because of affection. I will return to Luoyang to meet you as soon as possible after I return to my hometown to pay homage to my ancestors."

My father’s earnest teachings before boarding the ship a few days ago still seemed to echo in my ears, but...

"Good uncle, why are you here so late?"

There was a lot of laughter in the heroic greeting. Zhuge Dan raised his head after hearing this, and as expected, he saw Jiang Wei waving to him on a carriage.

Although Yecheng is close to the Zhang River, for most people who want to go south, it is more cost-effective to take a land route 80 miles south to Changle and take a boat to go south, or take the Baigou to enter the Yellow River.

The same goes for him and his clan brothers.

Until I got on the carriage, I felt the gentle swaying and the symphony of the wheels gently rolling through the mud. I watched Yecheng being gradually left behind through the gaps, and then I had a bit of "Let's see the young man's trial" when leaving the city. The passion for "the world" quickly shrank and turned into a confusion of "where will I live in my hometown this year?"

However, these worries were quickly washed away by the people in the car.

"Master is still a little anxious during this trip. I haven't gone to see the two half-platforms in Yecheng yet."

There was not much regret in Jiang Wei's words, but Zhuge Dan's curiosity was quickly aroused:

"What do you mean two and a half?"

"My good uncle, you don't know? Five years ago, the traitor Cao built the Bronze Bird Terrace as a place for feasting, drinking, and writing poems."

"Three years ago, the Golden Tiger Terrace was built on the basis of the city wall near the Tongque Terrace. It was a place to observe the mountains and talk about military affairs and conquer the world. Well, you can still see a little shadow over there."

It was only then that Zhuge Dan remembered that he had forgotten to care about this inexplicable name. However, following the guidance of Jiang Wei who opened the curtain, he could vaguely see a high platform looming in the southwest corner of the Ye city wall.

Seeing Zhuge Dan leaning forward to look at him, Jiang Wei simply smiled and put his arms around the neck of this cheap uncle to prevent him from falling into the car. At the same time, he did not forget to joke:

"My dear uncle, he was tempted but regretted that he could not take the stage? It is said that Cao Zijian, who can write clear and witty sentences, wrote a stage poem and recited it for a while, and the whole city regarded going on stage as a graceful event."

It's not a bad thing for young people to get close to each other. Kong Ming and Lu Su in the front of the carriage also stopped talking, looked at each other and listened to the fight of their juniors.

Slapping Jiang Wei's hand away with a straight face, Zhuge Dan didn't care about the title for the time being:

"One bronze bird and one golden tiger. That's two. What about the remaining half?"

Zhuge Qiao saw his uncle's embarrassment, so he took the initiative and said:

"Of course it is the ice well platform that was built last year. Cao originally wanted to build the platform and dig an ice well 15 feet down to make it easier for feasting in the hot summer, but..."

Of course, it is very clear. Last year, the Cao thieves were defeated and the city of Ye was captured. So the waste of money and people could not be put to rest, and the original Bingjing platform only had a hastily laid foundation.

"The poem on the stage is composed of beautiful sentences woven with pearl characters, and the diction is so luxuriant that it can be called a brilliant literary talent."

Zhuge Guoguo also praised, and Jiang Wei also nodded in agreement, but then he felt a little regretful:

"Yecheng University also said that Cao Zijian was good at literature. If he were still there, he would be unable to win against me if he was waiting for the paper."

Zhuge Dan heard about the incident in Yecheng last year from his master Lu Su, but it was not very detailed. Just like where Cao Zijian went, it was not clear.

Fortunately, as we got further and further away from Yecheng, the atmosphere in the carriage became more and more leisurely, just like having tea around the stove in winter to discuss the present. Even General Zhang Fei, who took the initiative to accompany his clan brother and protected him well, , also changed from the sleepy look when he got in the car, at this moment Zhuge Dan could hear him saying loudly:

"This boy of the Cao family, who is good at writing, heard that he was driving to Yanmen, Beitou, and he wanted to imitate everyone in the class and join the army to kill Hu Jiangong. He can definitely be called a good man!"

"Third uncle, is General Zhao going to Yanmen on his way north?"

"Zilong is going to Youzhou, and there are good generals guarding Yanmen."

"Since we can be called good generals, then I guess the only ones are General Zhang Wenyuan or General Ma Mengqi?"

"It's Zhang Babai! If Ma Chao can compete with his father, he still has to go back to Yongliang. After all, Hexi..."

It was a long story, so Zhang Fei only briefly changed the subject:

"Second brother said that although Zhang Wenyuan was brave in Bailangshan, he was still close to death. His old injuries left hidden diseases and he still needs to be nursed back to health. Please ask Dr. Zhang to take a look at him."

But when it came to Zhang Liao, Zhuge Dan felt that the enthusiasm in the car seemed to be a little greater. It seemed that Zhang Liao was quite famous, and his peers started talking about it:

"Since we are going to see Jiangdong Gujiu, why didn't Master invite General Zhang to accompany him? Jiangdong Gujiu will definitely be very happy to see General Zhang!"

"Does General Zhang know about the Eight Hundred Marching Formation?"

"If we count it all, General Zhang Wenyuan has many old friends in Yecheng, such as Jia Taizhong who invited Bo Yoden's mansion..."

Regarding this "overwhelmingly happy" proposal, Zhang Fei actually stroked his beard seriously, then put on a smile and turned his head:

"military adviser……"

"Yide!"

Kong Ming's voice was not harsh at all, but the meaning was very clear.

The thought that just arose was cut off in an instant, so Zhang Fei quickly turned back:

"Jia Taizhong and Zhang Wenyuan can only be regarded as colleagues, but on the contrary, he invited you to visit him on the pretext that they both belong to Yongliang... Boyao, don't try to imitate him!"

This is about the first month of the year. It is normal for people to frequently move around each other at the beginning of the new year. However, Jia Xu was the undoubted hero in the emperor's seizure of the city. He took the initiative to invite a young man. Zhang Fei didn't know whether to say that Jia Taizhong was looking at people. Too accurate, or it should be said that his vision is too far-sighted.

Qi Boyue was not afraid, so he came to the house alone with two knives of spring paper and half a catty of cane sugar. It was said that they had a very happy conversation.

Privately, Zhang Fei, as an elder, also asked the military advisor, but the military advisor didn't care about it. He just said that Xiao Jiang Wei knew what he knew. At this time, Xiao Jiang Wei nodded with a smile and then said:

"Jia Taizhong also said that day that my third uncle was grateful to him for going to Xiliang to quell the rebellion. Please let me thank him on his behalf."

Shaking his head with emotion, Zhang Fei also remembered:

"I forgot, this Jia Xu is from Wuwei family, and he is a talented person from the bitter cold frontier."

However, after sighing like this, Zhang Fei saw Jiang Wei straightening his back with a smug look on his face. This immediately made him feel very naughty, so he simply persuaded:

"That time when I sent troops to defeat bandits, I passed by Longyou and was given a banquet by the prefect. He had a clear understanding of the situation in Hexi and the rise and fall of Guanzhong. He is a talented person who is willing to guard a border area to protect the country and the people. He is also a genius."

The intention of saying this is also very obvious. It is a routine warning to my good nephew not to be complacent. However, after saying this, Jiang Wei's face became more thoughtful:

"Third uncle, is this Longyou prefect named Zhao Ang?"

"How did Boyo know?"

Jiang Wei laughed:

"Zhao Taishou once governed the Qiang in Xi County. Everyone in heaven and water knows that Zhao Taishou was lucky enough to marry a good gentleman. He was able to teach his children well and could provide advice to Zhao Taishou in governing the land. He was a famous heroine in Yongzhou. "

The implication of Jiang Wei's words was also very clear, and Zhang Fei suddenly understood. No wonder Zhao Ang left the table twice at that time. He spoke dryly before leaving the table, and then he talked endlessly after entering the table.

"Does this Zhao Ang's wife have a name?"

"Wang Yi."

To Jiang Wei, this matter might just be an anecdote in his hometown and he had not mentioned it specifically. However, when Zhang Fei heard the military advisor behind him repeating the name, he knew that he did not need to worry about the follow-up matter.

There were already female officials in Chang'an, and the new Taixue School also recruited women. Moreover, Wang Yi was also familiar with the situation in Hexi, and there was plenty of room for him to show off his talents.

Putting this matter aside, Zhang Fei chuckled:

"No wonder the ancestors said that you should marry a virtuous wife."

Seeing the winking look on his third uncle's face, Jiang Wei led him gently:

"That Zhen's daughter is also known as a virtuous woman."

"Hey!" Zhang Fei's attention was indeed drawn away, and he said angrily:

"Then Cao Pi was only beaten to death by Cao's thieves in Xuchang, not accidentally beaten to death by Cao's thieves."

"How can you ignore your wife and children? You have lost your duty as a human being."

The situation in Yecheng has changed too quickly. In the past, the so-called "wealth and wealth cannot be described". In the cold winter, people still had to go out to get coal cakes to keep warm.

In the end, the Cai family, who lived next to each other, asked someone to write a short message to Xuande Gong, so as not to be too embarrassed.

In contrast, Zhuge Qiao remembered another thing:

"I heard at the first day of the lunar month that Sima Yi's wife in Hanoi wanted to go to Yizhou to look for Sima Zhongda."

"I have also heard that Zhang's daughter is also known for her quick thinking..."

However, this matter is ultimately a family matter, and it also involves Sima Yi, the emperor who founded the Jin Dynasty, so I didn't elaborate further.

Besides, when it comes to marriage between men and women, the more unfortunate things that happened to the Tsai family cannot be described in a few words.

They kept talking and talking along the way, and Zhuge Dan gradually became familiar with them. He told two interesting things about Xingyang to relieve everyone's boredom. However, in the end, they either listened to General Zhang talking about what he saw in the military formation in an orderly manner, or listened to Kong Ming and Lu Su discussing the Thirteen States of the Han Dynasty. No matter how big or small, I felt like I had gained a lot from it, and even after the carriage stopped, I felt like I still had something to say.

"Military advisor, we have arrived at Changlejin!"

The carriage stopped, and several people in the carriage couldn't wait to jump out of the carriage to move their hands and feet. Zhuge Dan let out a "ho" and saw people coming and going at the ferry in front of him like a bustling city, and the river was almost filled with boats of all sizes.

They were accompanied by two teams of armored guards, taciturn and solemn.

Zhang Fei glanced around and quickly found the target:

"Zhao A! Here!"

Following the voice, Zhao A quickly squeezed over:

"Military Advisor, General, the boat is ready, I'll lead the way."

This accent obviously didn't belong to the north, so Zhuge Dan took a closer look and saw a young warrior. He wasn't strong, but his every move was neat and tidy.

At the same time, he heard General Zhang in front of him talking to his cousin:

"My second brother and Military Advisor Xu have both praised this Zhao A. Although he is not brave in the military formation, he is smart and can learn everything quickly. Therefore, we plan to send him to the Imperial College for a year or so, so that he can be reused when he comes back."

"This trip south will not be long, so I just sent him to use him."

"There should be no shortage of talents under Yide's command. You Chu and Zhang Ji are both capable of standing on their own. Why don't you call them to go with you?"

"Hey, this Zhao A may be able to stand on his own in two years, but You Chu and Zhang Ji can stand on their own now, so they should go to train the army."

Listening to the gossip in front, Zhuge Dan stepped hard on the road under his feet in confusion.

When he came from Xingyang with his master before, it was snowing heavily and the soil was frozen hard, so he didn't feel anything unusual.

But now it is the transition between winter and spring, and the hard frozen soil is all muddy. When leaving Yecheng, you need to be careful when walking. But now the ground at Changlejinkou is like bricks but not bricks, like stones but not stones, connected without any gaps, hard as rock without worrying about mud.

"My good uncle also thinks this cement is extraordinary? With this material, it will be enough to build a platform ten times higher than the Tongque Tower in Luoyang in the future, and then it will satisfy my good uncle's wish to climb high."

Zhuge Dan was speechless to this name, but he just remembered the name of cement in his heart.

Originally, he was a little bothered, but when he heard General Zhang talking about the marriage of men and women in the carriage, he seemed to have figured it out vaguely, so he just let it go - anyway, he would not suffer any loss, right?

Board the boat, enter Baigou, follow the Yellow River, and set off to the south.

The winter snow is gone, the spring dawns, the sails come and go, and what he sees is different from what his father said.

With my eyes, I saw the people of Guizhou wielding hoes to break the soil, with my nose smelling the fragrance of the tilled soil, and with my ears hearing the boatmen and the people singing: My son will not die in vain, my wife will not be separated, and the separation and chaos will end and the world will be peaceful.

The boat went down the river very fast, and this time before dusk, it had already entered the Yellow River. There were more scenes similar to spring plowing on both sides of the river. Zhuge Dan only saw his cousin standing at the bow of the boat facing the wind and watching, as if he couldn't see enough.

As dusk fell, drizzle gradually began. As soon as they entered the cabin, they saw a white silk illuminating the sky and the earth, and then the deep thunder followed the light.

Kong Ming opened the window and let the drizzle wet his smiling face:

"The thunder of Jingzhe rises in spring, and all things come out of hibernation."

"This year will definitely be a good year!"

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4K words of apology and explanation of the situation.

To put it in a more clichéd way, my life has changed dramatically this month.

I have said before that my condition is relatively rare. The result of being rare is that there is currently no optimal treatment plan. I have called many people with the same condition in the past two weeks. Most of them have to change the stent every six months. Some people can't stand this torture and choose to remove the bladder and hang a urine bag. Some people even risk becoming eunuchs and choose to undergo a 12-hour fat removal surgery, even though this method can only guarantee no recurrence within ten years.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, the patient group had a quarrel about the issue of long-term pain and short-term pain. This quarrel in the WeChat group made me realize that I still took "surgery every six months" too lightly.

At the same time, my wife was hospitalized with me. She had an abnormal indicator in the physical examination at that time. Finally, under the doctor's advice, she went to a higher-level hospital for the most comprehensive examination. So step by step, from abnormal creatinine, to suspected polycystic kidney, to suspected IGA nephropathy, to confirmed chronic kidney disease syndrome, stage four!

At present, in medicine, kidney disease is divided into five stages. The fifth stage is generally called the terminal stage, that is, uremia. There are only two options for the fifth stage, either endless dialysis or a kidney transplant. What are the options for the fourth stage? We don't know.

Even when I write this, my wife's diagnosis is not over yet. We consulted at least three authoritative nephrologists, but the three experts came to different conclusions. Who to believe and who to choose has become a problem again.

Before this month, we had many plans like ordinary people, but now, the bodies of two people force you to have only one choice.

1+1\u003e2, the pressure between the two people exploded, and we both clearly realized that the word "strong" is indeed simple when it is read, and it falls on us...

But even if you are not strong, life still has to go on, and the instinct of survival will force you to be strong.

People walk between heaven and earth, and suddenly they are like travelers.

The story has to continue, survival still has to be fought for, and you and I still have to wait for tomorrow to come.