For a Prosperous World - Chapter 454

Cao Cao’s army defeated the Jiang Dong Army in Chibi. On that day, there were floating bodies and broken ships on the river.

When everything was over, Cao Cao stood in the run-down Jiangdongying Village, panting, holding his sword to the zenith, and the blood on the sword’s front remained.

He stood upright, and trembled, “Fuck it.”

Staring at the sky for a long time without a reply. The hand slowly released, and the sword fell to the ground with a snoring sound. Cao Cao’s footsteps shifted slightly and he turned around, staring down at the surging river, kneeling down.

“Sir, it’s a victory …”

Zhou Yu did not die. He led the defeat and returned to Danyang. Liu Bei retreated to the south.

“Pear blossom stuffed, pear blossom stuffed.”

The spring breeze blew across the south bank of the river, and on the side of the river, the wine shop on the side of the road was calling for pear blossoms. A figure came from the path. He carried a hip flask and walked along the road, shaking his body, looking like he was drunk for eight minutes.

Until he heard the voice of selling pear blossoms by the side of the road, he rolled his eyes.

“Boss, two pots of wine.” The young man, with his full body of wine, put some copper coins on the wine shop.

The restaurant naturally does not care whether the guest is a drunk or not, but only puts two pots of pear wine and handed it to the youth.

The young man walked to the riverside with the wine. The riverside was a pavilion. He dragged himself into the pavilion and leaned against the railing.

Opening the jug, he looked up, adored the world with a long sacrifice, and saluted the big waves.

Finally, he slowly raised the jug, facing Jiang Xin.

“This pot, respectful brother.”

The jug tilted, and the wine in the jug poured into the river under the pavilion.

When the young man came out of the kiosk, he carried the remaining pot of wine in his hand, shook away, and sang a small word in his mouth.

“the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero.

Success or failure turns empty.

Aoyama is still there, How Many Suns.

The white-haired fisherman dwells on the river and looks at the autumn wind and spring breeze.

A pot of muddy wine meets with joy.

Many things, ancient and modern, are being laughed at. “

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The next year, Cao Cao went south again, once completely breached Jiangdong, took off Jiangdong six counties, and led his army back to Xuchang.

An empty courtyard in Xuchang was quiet and silent. There was an old tree planted in the courtyard. Under the old tree was a woman wearing a filial piety.

Silent at night, the quiet moonlight shines through the branches and shines on the woman’s white clothes under the tree, and the evening wind blows the branches of the old tree.

The man under the tree leaned against the trunk and looked at the Xinghe in the sky, holding a leaf in his hand.

That year, she once asked Master.

“Master, Dad said the chaos is gone, will one day go?”

At that time, Master answered her, “No, Master will always be with you.”

“Russia.” The woman said softly in the deserted courtyard with a few leaves blowing in the evening wind.

“Master, you lie to me.”

Two years later, Cao Cao ordered Guo Jia and Xia Houyi to lead Yizhou, and then went straight to Jiaozhou to unify the South.

Liangzhou Ma Teng had no intention of fighting and sent his son to Xuchang to show his heart of surrender.

At this time, the world gradually entered the right track, the North Central grasped a large amount of land and financial resources, the family power was controlled, but was not destroyed, but always maintained a balance with the North Korean government. If the family is impossible to control, it will become a major problem, but if they can be controlled, their presence can promote the development of national strength.

Before a compound, a middle-aged man stepped out with a calm temper, and the youth’s mood in the past has been covered up a lot.

Today, Guo Jia has already been in the ranks of Liu Qing. Naturally, it is impossible to be the same as that year. Even if you are doing something, you must show some stability and grandeur.

He stood at the door for a while, and asked the guard at the door, “Are there any letters today?”

After the guard saluted, he shook his head: “No.”

When he first arrived, he was still asked a little bit, and now he is no stranger.

Every once in a while, Sima asks him, it seems that Sima has been waiting for a letter all these years.

Guo Jia nodded unexpectedly when he heard the answer from the guard, and walked back to the house.

“Feng Xiao, if I’m gone someday, what I haven’t done yet, how are you doing for me?”

Walking in the yard, Guo Jia remembered what she had said to herself and shook her head with a bitter smile.

“Sir, you’re very bad.”

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After that, Cao Cao broke into the Western Regions and established the Western Region’s Mayor of History. The abolition of the state-by-state system and the division of prefectures and counties nationwide.

At the same time, colleges were opened in various places, divided into township school, county school, county school, state school, and the examination system.

Those who are good at township can enter the county school, those who are good at the county school, can enter the county school, and so on.

In the end, the state studies are the best, and they can enter the national studies on the side of Xu Chang, and those who are excellent in the national studies can be put into trial. The name of this Guoxue Academy is called Baijia.

There are countless sculptures in the academy, all of which are hundreds of famous men, and one of them stands in front of the academy.

That statue was not a Chinese man, but a scribe carrying a bookcase in his hand, holding a cane in his hand, and a bucket hat on his head, named Mr. Baijia.

Most of the books in Gu Nan’s bookcase were used for teaching in the academy. The signatures on the books were only one or two characters called Baijia.

Almost every student admitted to the Chinese Academy of Sciences will kneel in front of the academy and kneel down towards the sculpture standing at the door.

Zhuge Liang later escaped from the world, but where did he live?

Of course, it is still in that grass house in Nanyang.

The flower trees in the yard bloom year after year. When blooming every year, white flowers will be scattered in the yard, flying in the wind, it is really beautiful.

It was another year of flowers and trees in full bloom. Zhuge Liang sat under the eaves, watching the trees and smiling, and asked to himself.

“Gu, are you wrong, too much?”

He has never been to Nanyang again, he just wrote all his life’s studies in his own cottage.

Every time he writes a book that he thinks can be read, he will send Xiao Jun to the Hundred Schools in Xuchang ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ without signature, ask the author, only say that it is a hundred Raw.

Postscript: During the time of Wei, the first masters of the 100 schools collected the books of the 100 schools and passed them on to the world. Since then, all bachelors in the world have claimed to be 100 students.

A tall building was built by Xu Chang’s city walls. One day, Cao Cao stepped onto the tall building.

At this point he was already an old man, full of hair.

He supported the railing, stood on the high-rise, looked at the beautiful scenery of the rivers and mountains, and looked at every place where his eyes could reach.

“Mr. Gu, have you seen it? Jiangshan is picturesque, so it can be called a peace, right?”

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On the bank of the river beside Chibi, a person was pushed up to the bank by the tide, and then a black sword without a sword grid was also rolled up by the river.

Gu Nan closed her eyes, as if she felt a palm on her face and patted her, a voice sighed.

“It’s time to wake up.”

She opened her eyes slowly, she was lying on the bank of the river, and Wuge was standing by her hand.

Only the cold river water slaps on her face, as if the voice just now was just an illusion.

She sat up and sat blankly by the river.

after a long time.

A fishing boat slowly rowed from the river, with an old man standing on it.

The old man looked at Gu Nan for a moment, and seemed to wonder why this young man was sitting here.

Gu Nan opened her mouth, and for a long time she didn’t speak, she could only ask ashore with a jerky voice.

“Boatman, do you know what dynasty is this time?”

Although the old boatman couldn’t understand why the people on the shore asked him this way, he still answered as he rowed away.

“Wei.”

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