Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

"Okay, okay! I didn't expect that one day there would be a scholar among our yellow scarves (this period refers to the talented person)." Guan Hai laughed and said, "Haha, I will surrender in two days, and I will also learn from one." Come, come, write down my name, I have been called Guan Hai for so many years, I still don’t know how to write those two characters, come, come, write it down for me to see.”

It's really not easy for ordinary people to produce a literate person, and someone like Liao Hua who can already read military books is considered a miracle.

Seeing Liao Hua writing Guan Hai's name on the ground with his hands, a group of handsome Qu Shuai, big and small, happily squeezed over to watch, with envy in their eyes.

"Back then the chieftain Xuan Gao traded his life for the opportunity. Xuande Gong had already said that he would teach the people under his rule to read." Liao Hua thought of the chieftain whom he had never met, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"As expected of Mr. Xuande, haha, I, Guan Hai, have never called others 'Gong' so smoothly." Guan Hai looked at the two words on the ground, and had a vague impression. It seemed to be the same when Zhang Jiao wrote his name before. shape.

"Boss Liao, help write down the names of the brothers. We haven't seen our own name yet." Qu Shuai yelled next to him, and then he got everyone's support.

"No problem." Liao Hua nodded and said, and then wrote the names of everyone present on the ground. Everyone was excited and looked at Liao Hua with admiration. People who can read are always so admirable .

It was night, and Liao Hua brought the bottle of spirits used to sterilize gourds and a dried chicken to Guan Hai's tent. It is said that there are not many tents for the Yellow Turbans, and many of the Yellow Turbans who came here even threw some firewood on the ground, and then just rested. There is no bedding either.

"Yuan Jian, tell me if you have something to say." Guan Hai saw what Liao Hua was carrying drooling. After eating vegetable dumplings for so long, there was no trace of oil in his mouth. When he saw the air-dried chicken, he couldn't help but start to swallow.

"Eat, let's talk after we finish." Liao Hua handed Guan Hai the air-dried chicken and a gourd of wine.

Guan Hai was a little at a loss as he took the dried chicken and wine. Finally, he sighed and put the chicken and wine down, "Yuan Jian, let's be honest, a group of brothers can't even eat vegetable dumplings. I can't eat this stuff, so chop it up and make porridge."

If it weren't for this kind of loyalty to support each other, the Yellow Turban would have become a mess long ago. Qingzhou Yellow Turban can always exist. There is no mutual conquest, except for the suppression of powerful figures, it is also related to the loyalty between the Yellow Turbans.

"Hey, Guan Hai, do you know? You have caused a disaster." Liao Hua directly opened the wine gourd, took out the bamboo tube, and poured a glass for each of them.

"What catastrophe?" Guan Hai said puzzled, "If it's because I besieged Beihai, then I'll just surrender, don't worry about it at all."

The aroma of the wine is alluring. Seeing that Liao Hua poured himself a glass, Guan Hai picked it up and drank it in small sips. Guan Hai couldn't remember the last time he drank, but this time the wine was really good .

"Do you still remember the former chieftain, Xuan Gao, the apprentice of General Tiangong?" Liao Hua said with a sigh.

"Why can't I remember, that is our yellow scarf hero, and we worship him all the time." Guan Hai said dissatisfiedly, "If there is no big boss, you boy can be in Taishan now, can read and read?"

"I remember, without the big leader, our yellow scarves can only be trapped in this Qingzhou. Sooner or later, we will be wiped out. The big leader used his life to pave a way for us." Liao Hua's eyes were obviously tears , just because of reading the book, he now understands things that he didn't understand before.

"Yeah, there is no big leader, and we yellow scarves have only a dead end." Guan Hai said dullly while drinking, "but why did the big leader have to die? I thought it was Qu Shuai who didn't want yellow scarves on Mount Tai, but you and Yuan Fu They are all fine, why should the big boss die."

"Because the big leader can't die, the yellow scarf will always be the yellow scarf. As long as the big leader raises his arms, the yellow scarf will fight for it. This is a hidden danger. Yuanfu and I can't do this, do you understand?" Liao Hua looked at Guan Hai explained very solemnly.

"I don't understand." Guan Hai shook his head and said, "The big boss has paid so much for us, and he asked us to help. Isn't it right for us to help? Don't you Liao Yuanjian go?"

"The kindness of dripping water should be repaid by springs." Liao Hua said solemnly.

"As expected of a scholar, what you said is good." Guan Hai patted Liao Hua on the shoulder and said, "That's the reason, the big boss has done so much for us, shouldn't we do something for the big boss?"

Liao Hua looked at the strong man in front of him, and felt a kind of sadness for the first time, Guan Hai couldn't understand it at all.

"We should repay the big boss, but as long as the big boss raises his arms, the situation of General Tiangong will appear back then. Can Xuande not guard against it? Take ten thousand steps back and think about it. You are Xuande, and you have ruled the world. But there is a person who can destroy everything at any time, what would you do?" Liao Hua explained to Guan Hai what he could think of.

"How could it be? If the big boss was alive, he would never do this." Guan Hai thought very simply.

"Just in case, and we won't have such a life if the big boss is alive, the Yellow Turban will always be guarded against by Xuande Gong." Liao Hua said dullly.

"..." Guan Hai didn't answer this time, he nodded towards Liao Hua half understanding.

"By the way, Yuan Jian, I still don't understand what you want to say." Guan Hai picked up his wine glass a little distractedly, and drank for a long time before he noticed that there was no smell of wine. There was no more wine, and I realized it later, scratching the back of my head and said in a puzzled manner.

"Well, it seems that there is no way to explain it to you in a short time." Liao Hua sighed and said, he really couldn't say to his friend, "Only when you die, can the remaining Yellow Turbans in Qingzhou be saved."

"Hehehe..." Guan Hai laughed dryly, "I can't help it. I'm stupid and I can't compare with you. Let's be the same as Zhou Cang. I can fight but I'm stupid."

Liao Hua didn't say anything else, just looked at Guan Hai's stupid look and sighed silently.

At night, Guan Hai tossed and turned about what Liao Hua said, and fell asleep after thinking about it. In the end, within an hour, Guan Hai suddenly woke up. Feeling, in an instant he understood what Liao Hua wanted to say, but dared not speak.

[It turns out that I am now like the big boss back then. Only when I die, will the yellow scarves be accepted by Mount Tai. Raise your arms, yes, now I only need to raise my arms, and there will be more than a million yellow scarves Follow, is this the reason for death, no wonder Yuan Jian can't open his mouth...] Guan Hai thought bitterly in his chest, he would rather he had been foolishly ignorant of this. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, novels are better and updated faster!

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