It was deep in the night and the evening breeze ran past the window.

The sound of insects cried outside. In the quiet bedroom, he opened his eyes from the bed, then got up, sat silently to the edge of the bed, quietly looking at the dark room decorations, a little dazed. What happened during the day and the handling he had over the past month made him insomnia. Even though only a few hundred people were facing thousands of enemies, he had never seen it before.

The room was very quiet, and occasionally there was a movement of his wife turning over and a murmuring in her dream.

When he first came to this world, there were enemies around him, including the Huns, Xianbeis, and even some Han people. At that time, he only wanted to live and did not dare to hesitate at all. He did not dare to show any timidity or hesitation in front of the thieves under his command.

With a rustling sound, Gongsun Zhi put on his shoes and put on his robe, and the moonlight shone in from outside. He looked at his son inside, Cai Yan, who was sleeping in the middle, breathed a sigh of relief, reached out to cover the quilt for his wife, his lips stammered as if talking to her: "I... I was originally a wolf raising in the zoo. I barely graduated from junior high school and became an apprentice with a master. Later, the master retired, and took the job..."

The hand gently rubbed the woman's face.

"......I am an orphan on call... The dormitory in the zoo is my home... A wire bed, a dilapidated TV is my home. I never thought that one day, I would come here and kill people... All the people who robbed food on the grassland would fight to the death, and they would beat their heads and bloodied."

The fingertips slid across his wife's face and took them back: "...... I never thought I would meet you, nor did I think I would have a complete home, and there were so many brothers." The murmur stopped, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of my mouth, "As I beat you, I... there were more brothers, and my territory became bigger and bigger, and I couldn't stop again. Even if I wanted to stop, they would push them as husbands behind me."

"......Being the emperor... I thought about it as well, but Hui Hu is just a wolf-raising person. When he comes here, he can't recognize the words. When he sees bamboo slips full of words, his head hurts. But so many eyes are staring at you, and he has to do it. After all, if you walk on this road, there will be no way out. I said that in the future, Hui Hu is afraid that this guy will not be able to sit well and will pay his life. At that time, we are both old or dead, so who will support him?"

In the darkness, the figure wiped the corners of his eyes, took a deep breath, and patted the corners of the quilt, "To be honest, sometimes I really hate why I went to the viaduct that day, why did I encounter gun battles between police and gangsters, and sent me here. But when I saw you at the village of the Wei family outside Luoyang City that day, I wouldn't hate you for being a husband... So, the young man named Lu in his previous life would be regarded as dead."

Gongsun Zhi slowly stood up, his long hair hanged down to cover half of his face, and took two steps back, as if he had finished saying the words he had suppressed in his heart over the years, and he suddenly felt much more relaxed.

"You and the child sleep with you. I went to the study to deal with the lost government affairs. I just couldn't sit in this world..."

Turning slowly, Gongsun Zhi opened the door with a creaking sound. The wind blew in, his hair was floating, and he stepped out, and the sound was also floating in the wind: "I, the father, beat him down and build him firmly."

The door leaf was closed gently, and when the footsteps were gone, the woman sleeping on the bed turned over and came over, her eyelashes shaking slightly. Outside the house, the figure passed through the eaves of the corridor and stopped at a door.

With a creaking sound, he pushed open the door, walked in, lit the candlelight, sat down until the long table and took a roll of bamboo slips and looked seriously. At the same time, a figure walked out of the side yard from another direction, stood on the bridge, staring at the warm yellow window lattice over there, and staring at the trailing record.

Time passed little by little... She left quietly when it was almost dawn and someone came here.

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In September, in Pengcheng, Xuzhou, there is no cloudlessness, and the scorching sun shines on the earth.

The slow horse team in the suburbs passed by.

Hundreds of horses escorted the ox cart in the middle through the field. Occasionally, an old man came out of the carriage. Someone came to support him. He pushed him away and said, "I am still strong." He stepped on the hard soil on the ridge of the field, bent down and grabbed a handful of soil and crushed it.

"After a few heavy rains, it was such a cool day for a month. If the crops were damaged, it would be troublesome." The old man murmured, and the dust slapped him, looking at the farmers who were trying to water the crops in the fields, sighed, but the people around him dissuaded him and walked around the fields with their hands on their backs.

Many guards and officials who were worried about the old man's body were all closely behind. The old man was Tao Qian who inspected Pengcheng. He was 60 years old this year, and his body was still strong and he was not slow to walk by the rugged fields. When he was young, he served as the county magistrate, the governor of Youzhou, the court clerk, and Huangfu Song to wipe out the rebellion of Xiliang, and then fought against Han Sui and Bian Zhang with Zhang Wen.

A few years ago, when he was fifty-six, he became the governor of Xuzhou, defeated the Yellow Turbans that occupied Xuzhou and promoted military farming. Under his control, Xuzhou was also stable and peaceful for many years. Until recently, when he woke up one day, he felt his body became stiff and slow. During the heavy rain, there was pain around him, and he knew that he was really old.

I am also worried about the future of Xuzhou.

"...If I was twenty years younger, Cao Mengde'an could come in that day. I remember that when I followed Huangfu Song and Zhang Wen stepped into Xiliang, it was so desolate that there was a traitor. I was not bad at all. My martial arts skills were not bad. If I were twenty years younger, then I would dare to slap Cao Cao in the face ten years."

The confidant Cao Hong, next to him, nodded repeatedly, and the old man didn't look at him. His turbid eyes just looked at the green field and sighed: "... Look at this place. Remember when I first came to Xuzhou, I was so lifeless that I was in troubled by the Yellow Turbans. The place where we stood was unable to see it. Let alone the fields, but I couldn't accept my old age."

"The governor...what is this? The governor has such a good appetite every day. If he lives for a few decades, even if Cao Cao comes again, Xuzhou will be as stable as a mountain."

"Mountains? There are times when the mountains collapse." Tao Qian waved his hand, probably because he had seen enough of the scenery and walked back to the other side of the car: "......The world is chaotic, and even if I have ambitions, I am afraid it will be difficult to see Jiuzhou return to the throne again."

Standing on the car, he looked at the red sun in the west, and his nostalgic gaze turned his head again to look at the surrounding green fields. Farmers, the foothills in the distance, the wind blew over and stroked his white beards: "I, Tao Gongzu, have never regretted this life."
Chapter completed!