Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

According to the common sense of this era, the eunuchs are destroyed, the party is lifted, the Yellow Turbans are disbanded, and the capital is protected by a heavy army, the world should be re-stabilized. However, Luoyang City in the first year of Chuping was as desolate as a border crossing.

Yes, the first year of Chuping. The court changed again. Changing the Yuan several times within a year not only represents the change of the throne, but also makes the people of the country fluctuate.

The young Cao Cao, wearing a dark red official uniform, hurriedly walked on the road of Yongheli, as if to leave the unbridled laughter of Xiliang soldiers behind him. Most of Dong Zhuo's soldiers have the bad habits of the Qiang people, robbing civilians and **** women. Right now, they do not dare to come to Yonghe, where the powerful and powerful gather, but rampant murders happen every day in outer cities.

Thinking of the Luoyang Women's Medical Hall that closed its doors a few days ago, Cao Cao felt nervous. Several girls working in the women's medical hall were taken away by the army, and Cao Cao went to the Xiliang military camp to be a dignitary, only to come back with a few messy corpses. He didn't know how to explain to Ah Sheng.

No matter what the crowd is outside, Cao's house still ushered in a vibrant late spring. As soon as Cao Cao stepped through the door, he could smell the fragrant aroma. The man-made creek was flowing, and large groups of peonies bloomed beside the stream. The peach blossoms have faded, and the peach branches are beginning to bear small green fruits.

The sun was shining brightly, and in the light stood Mrs. Bian, who was dressed in Tsing Yi and did not stick to pink, in stark contrast to Cao De, who was wearing golden red silk and satin ten steps away.

"Husband."

"Big Brother."

The moment Cao Cao saw Cao De, he frowned: "Don't wear such fancy clothes, it's not good to be targeted by the Xiliang army in extraordinary times." He turned to the Bian family again. : "You—" He wanted to say that you should not learn how to wear clothes from Ah Sheng, as if you were a toddler in Handan, but in the end, Mr. Bian's low-key is politically correct, so he didn't say this harsh sentence.

"Have uncle and uncle arrived?" Cao Cao asked.

"Hey!" Cao De was flattered and trotted two steps to keep up, leaving Mrs Bian to hold the towel tightly in place. Zhang's partiality to Cao De's wife and concubine made her suffer a lot of grievances. However, in this situation, she really dared not bother Cao Cao about the affairs of the back house.

The brothers Cao Cao and Cao De hurriedly entered the Pine Garden. There were already three elders sitting in the spacious room: Cao Song, the chief minister, Cao Yin, the secretary, and Ding Palace, the minister. There is a table in front of each person, each with a plate of walnut meat and a bronze cup. In the wooden barrel on the right side of the several cases, corn wine was chilled. Ding Gong scooped out a spoonful of wine and poured it into the bronze cup. Then he ate the wine and walnuts happily.

"A-Cao and A-De are here, sit down, sit down quickly." Ding Gong said, a little inarticulate because of the walnut meat in his mouth.

Cao Cao did not lift his eyelids, knelt directly in front of Cao Song's case, straightened his back and folded his hands and pushed forward: "I beg father to resign."

Cao Yin was still at the age of black hair. He didn't speak at this time, but he secretly rolled his eyes.

Cao Song touched the cup and said, "I think Dong Zhuo can't do it."

"Father, even when Liang Jijiu killed the emperor in the past, there was no army openly looting in Luoyang City; even when the Shi Changshi was powerful, no minister was in the courtroom because of a word Chopped into minced meat. My family is rich, and I don’t know when they will be killed.”

Thirty years is enough time for Cao Cao to understand Cao Song's timid and fearful personality.

"I'm fifty-five this year, although it's a little early, it's not impossible to retire and return home..."

These words made Ding Gong unhappy. He was older than Cao Song, and now he is only a minister. "How about fifty? How about sixty? It's time for Jugao to go further. Now that he is attached to Duke Dong, he is just around the corner."

& nbsp; Let me take my mother, Ape and my family to Qingzhou to take up the post."

"Unfilial son!" Cao Song threw a walnut on Cao Cao's body, "You took away the soldiers and let the old father die in Luoyang?"

The corners of Cao Cao's mouth twitched, but he managed to manage his expression, and his face was still righteous: "The family soldiers can't be brought to court. It was me who left thousands of troops and horses, and my father angered him. Dong Zhuo, still blood splattered in the Jiade Hall. Why don't I take it to Qingzhou to ensure that my father will not die."

"Bang!" Cao Song smashed the table.

Cao De hurriedly knelt down and hugged Cao Song's thigh, preventing him from rushing out to beat Cao Cao. "Father, father. Big brother is just talking in anger, you calm down."

Cao Song's chest went up and down, his face was flushed, and he couldn't say a word for a long time. Cao De hurriedly got up to cheer his father up. The two of them were dressed in gold and silver, and stood together like two golden gourds.

"Meng De quickly apologize to your father." Ding Gong said, "Jinyan is not like you."

Cao Cao ignored him, his eyes were level and his face was expressionless.

"Thank you father!" Cao Cao went down for a long week.

"Hmph, you're getting more and more out of breath."

"I can't say anything else, but it will definitely keep the family safe."

"I won't go with you!" Cao Song kicked his eldest son, who was worried, and scolded, "Pingyuan County is flooded with yellow turbans, I was stupid to take office with you. What about Ah Sheng? I will go to Ah Sheng! The whole family will go! I will go to my daughter and not to you, all my sons are in debt, especially you, I am so mad!"

After scolding, he felt displeased and went up and kicked again, Cao Song walked away in a huff.

The goal was achieved, even if he was kicked by his father, it would not reduce Cao Cao's joy. He put the Dasinong seal into his sleeve, and then looked at Ding Gong. This is the first time he has seen Ding Palace in the eyes since he entered the house.

"Uncle also come with us."

Ding Gong waved his hand: "I can't do it anymore. The thieves and bandits are rampant outside, and even the hometown of Qiao County cannot be spared. At this time, if I resign, where else can I go? It is not necessarily impossible to rejuvenate the Han Dynasty."

Cao Cao didn't persuade him any more: "Then please take care of your uncle. Cao's house is small, so I won't leave uncle."

When Dong Zhuo established Liu Xie as emperor, the Ding Palace was in charge of pilgrimage etiquette. Cao Cao did not ridicule him for aiding Zhou, and invited him to move eastward. It was already based on the friendship of several generations.

Ding Gong was the governor of Jiaozhou and provided a great help for Ah Sheng to occupy the South Island, but Cao Cao had never been to the South Island, and he did not know the scale of the manor of Nandao, Shendao and Liudao. Therefore, the gratitude to Ding Gong is not as strong as that of Ah Sheng. Perhaps Cao Cao's attack on Dong in the Kanto region will bring disaster to the Ding Palace, but he has said everything that needs to be said, the path chosen by the person himself, he has to go down on his knees, right?

Ding Gong flung his sleeves and left, leaving Cao Yin in the room.

"Sixth uncle, let's not talk nonsense by ourselves. I will go to the plain. Once the Yellow Turbans are pacified, I will attack Dong. mean."

"You don't need to say any more. I always listen to you." Cao Yin held the walnut plate and sat cross-legged in front of Cao Cao, "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat."

Uncle and nephew sat side by side eating walnuts, the atmosphere was even more harmonious than between father and son.

"Actually, Ruyi sent someone to give me local products last year, so I said I should move." Cao Yin said while eating, "Sixth uncle, I have no ability, otherwise I can give it to me. You are a county magistrate to guard a city. Your fifth uncle has led soldiers, and some of the children in the family have some pride. If you see it, you can pick it up and use it."

Cao Cao sighed: "I also watched the fifth uncle enter the door in Yingchuan. In the blink of an eye, the fifth uncle's children are all adults. Okay, I will see you when I go back this time."

"Hey," Cao Yin smiled contentedly, "I'm optimistic about their Cao Ren and Cao Xiu."

Although Cao Yin doesn't have much attention, for people of this era, it is an instinct engraved in the bones to seek welfare for the clan.

In July, Cao Song told her old age to return home, and Cao Yin said goodbye to Taichang. All the Cao clan left Luoyang and headed for Qingzhou.

At this time, Cao Cao, who had taken a step first, had already arrived at Pingyuan City, and what appeared in front of him was a chaotic city crowded with war refugees.

The people who can go to the county town are the wealthy families of Pingyuan County. But now, the former landlords and gentlemen all dragged their families with their families, led the cows, and huddled together in a ball outside the city gate, for fear that the yellow turban would follow from behind.

Because Cao Cao came to take office with tigers and leopards, before entering the city, it caused a riot at the gate of the city. Women and children screamed constantly, and the queues that could barely be seen crowded into the city regardless. If Cao Cao hadn't shouted "I am the new prefect of Pingyuan", there might have been a stampede accident.

"Families and villagers, check and enter the city first." Cao Cao sat on horseback and cupped his hands, "Cao leads his troops to wait here."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tigers and leopards flashed their weapons in unison.

Force deterrence, the crowd quieted down. In the push and pull of the gatekeepers, the crowd re-arranged and slowly moved towards the city. A lot of money and silk were sprinkled on the ground just now, and at this time, there were naturally unclean hands and feet.

Cao Cao winked, Xiahou Dun jumped off his horse and kicked the two thieves when he got up. This time, the order is completely stabilized.

Abandoned the official and fled, the captain led half of the county soldiers to fight the Yellow Turbans, and the entire army was annihilated. Now the plains are headless, and the food is scarce, and the old man will commit suicide by throwing himself into the river in half a month at night."

When he asked this question, Chang Shi was even more out of breath: "Eight cities in the plain, five cities were looted. The thief Guanhai gathered 200,000 soldiers and horses in Gaotang. , will send troops to Plain City at any time. Fujun... lord..."

Cao Cao is speechless, he doesn't want this kind of subordinate at all. "Haha, advanced city, advanced city." Cao Cao said haha, letting the elders lead the way. The black cavalry was majestic, and no one dared to step forward to stop it.

As the scene in the city came into view little by little, Cao Cao gradually understood why Qin Liu said that Pingyuan County was a good place, a hundred times better than Beihai Kingdom.

There is no aristocratic family in Pingyuan, and the largest and most gorgeous mansion is the Pingyuan Prefecture. And the tyrants scattered all over the place, after the baptism of the yellow turban, there are not many left. Now the only remaining wealthy households are in a state of panic, begging Cao Cao to send troops with wine and meat.

After running for three days in Pingyuan County, even Xiahou Dun looked happy: "Brother, as long as we defeat the Yellow Turbans, Pingyuan County will be in the palm of your hand."

I am not afraid of strong enemies, but I am afraid of pig teammates. There are not many pig teammates in the plain, which is a good place. In contrast, the life of Gongsun Du of Beihai Kingdom was not very good.

Although Beihai does not have a large yellow turban like Guanhai, but the lord of Beihai Kingdom Liu has been in power for 30 years, and his minions are all over Beihai. The aristocratic family and the vassal kings are intertwined, forming constraints on the new official Gongsun Du.

The author has something to say: Liu Mou is really called Liu Mou, not me being perfunctory.