Chapter 443 Always exchange new peaches for old talismans
Chapter 443: Always replace old talismans with new ones
The thirteenth year of Jian'an was a very delicate time.
As a historian, Yi Xiaotian naturally knows how many major events happened in history during this year, but precisely because of Yi Xiaotian's appearance, the historical trend that should have been followed has already undergone a considerable deviation.
In the winter of the thirteenth year, Cao Cao's army returned to the dynasty, destroyed Wuhuan, and took Gongsun Kang under his control. He also uprooted the last two seedlings of the Yuan family and unified the northern territory. Not to mention Dong Zhuo, even when Yuan Shao was in his heyday,
It was only through marriage and alliance that we could own the entire north.
So Cao Cao now has some signs of expansion.
Yecheng, Sikong Mansion.
The army has been on an expedition for several months. The army is currently recuperating, and Cao Cao rarely has any leisure time.
Sikong Mansion has been expanded.
Cao Cao can also take stock of this year's conquests, the consumption of the army, the replacement of military positions, etc...
In Sikong's mansion, there are pavilions and buildings scattered all over the place, and every time Cao Cao looked at the prosperous scene of Ye City from his mansion, he would have a heroic spirit that he could compete with the heroes of the world.
As the saying goes: Climbing heights always makes people confused. Throughout the dynasties, those who always climbed heights either had shocking ideas or simply lived in the clouds. As a result, a number of poets were born!
Cao Cao looked at Yecheng. After these few months of silence, he gradually formed the next goal of his conquest in his mind.
"Zixiao..."
"Brother, what's wrong?"
Cao Ren always followed Cao Cao. When Xu Chu was away, Cao Ren was Cao Cao's closest general and bodyguard.
Cao Cao took a deep breath, then burst out laughing. He grabbed his stubby arms and his woolen sweater, and swung them towards the south.
"It's time...it's time..."
Cao Ren looked at Cao Cao, whose eyes were full of stars, and looked in the direction of his finger with a blank expression.
Of course he didn't know that Cao Cao had already thought about moving Jingzhou, but...
Coincidentally, in the south of Yecheng, a beam of fire shot up into the sky. The two of them just stared blankly in the direction of the fire, confused and at a loss.
The fire was so dazzling that only a few lights shone in Yecheng at night. This frightened the two of them. Cao Cao made a decisive decision and shouted directly behind him:
"Zixiao, quickly lead the government troops to the south of the city to put out the fire! You must be quick! The weather is dry and dry. If there is a fire in the city at this time, it will not be extinguished in a while!"
Cao Ren responded quickly, turned around and rushed out of the house.
At this moment, the fire behind them finally rose to the top of the night sky. With a loud explosion, the fire exploded in the air, scattered into thousands of petals, and then fell silent.
Cao Ren was also stopped by the explosion, and the two of them stared blankly at the fleeting flowers in the sky like fools.
"Brother, what on earth is this?"
"I think it's quite pretty..."
——
a moment ago.
South of Yecheng.
It's late at night, especially in the coldest month of winter. If there's nothing wrong with your head, most people won't be wandering around the streets of Yecheng.
Night is a time for the whole family to get together, gossip, have a good meal, and freshen up before going to sleep.
If it were a farmhouse, in this era when candlelight was relatively expensive, most of the people would have gone to bed by this time.
But...
Guo Jia rubbed his hands and curled his neck. Even though he had a woolen sweater on him, he naturally put his hands into his sleeves.
Scholars are also afraid of the cold. This is a warming action that no one can match since ancient times.
Zhen Luo's face was red. Although she was huddled together, she was more curious than Guo Jia. She was curious about what the little bamboo tube that his Mr. Yi had been tinkering with since yesterday was.
I still remember what Yi Xiaotian said to them since yesterday:
"You will all know by tomorrow night."
Coupled with Yi Xiaotian's sly smile, Guo Jia felt that nothing bad happened, while Zhen Luo felt that nothing bad happened.
"call……"
Yi Xiaotian stood up from the ground and stretched his waist.
"Done!"
Guo Jia looked at Yi Xiaotian with a look of resentment, then glanced at the inconspicuous bamboo tube on the ground, feeling that he had definitely been deceived.
At this time, if you are warming a pot of hot wine at home and a whole plate...
"Brother Yi, I'm not telling you. Sister Luo'er and I have been with you in this cold night for a long time. Are you here to tinker with bamboo tubes?"
"Fengxiao, where is the fire discount I asked you to take?"
As a result, Yi Xiaotian simply ignored Guo Jia's complaints.
"Sir, what is the magic use of this bamboo tube? I saw you filled it with a lot of things. Could it be that this bamboo tube can be used in other ways?"
Zhen Luo blinked her big eyes, which made Yi Xiaotian feel itchy for a while, but...surprises are surprises, and they must be saved until the end.
Guo Jia reluctantly accepted the discount, while Yi Xiaotian took it with a smile.
"You should be careful. If you miss this time, you don't know how long it will be next time."
Yi Xiaotian was telling the truth. After all, most of the materials he found, except bamboo, were hard to come by, or in other words, he had more than enough ambition but not enough energy.
So under Yi Xiaotian's cheers, the first fireworks of the late Eastern Han Dynasty soared into the sky.
…
"So beautiful..."
"Sir, are these petals sprinkled by angels? There are such beautiful things in the world..."
Guo Jia raised his head and was stunned.
After witnessing the fire rising into the sky, and experiencing fear, confusion and shock, his brain shut down.
Zhen Luo jumped up excitedly, while Yi Xiaotian smiled and rubbed her head.
"It's Chinese New Year..."
Yi Xiaotian sighed, and the entire Yecheng people witnessed this beautiful fireworks.
Of course... the fu soldiers and Mr. Ren who stumbled over later were a story for another time.
——
The thirteenth year of Jian'an passed in the final calm, and the fourteenth year of Jian'an followed.
Underneath the calm, undercurrents surge...
Nanyang Xinye Land.
Jingzhou also spent a peaceful year under Liu Biao's governance.
But Liu Bei, who was dependent on others, could not sit back and watch Cao Cao in the north grow stronger.
He proposed to Liu Biao more than once that he could seize the opportunity to invade Xudu and kill Cao Cao by surprise.
But every time, Liu Biao used various excuses to fool him.
As time went by, Liu Bei began to harbor resentment in his heart.
"Cao's thief will not be punished...I can't calm down!"
During the dinner, Liu Bei's sigh made Guan and Zhang feel helpless.
His eldest brother had great ambitions when he came to Xinye, but over the years, Liu Bei has become a resentful woman who complains about this and that all day long.
"Brother...this..."
Before Guan Yu finished speaking, he heard a long-lost muttered voice coming from outside the government office in Xinye:
"Why is the emperor sighing?"
Hearing this person's voice, Liu Bei felt a little energetic.
