"How come you don't know if you know the elder brother?"

"How did you know that my brother understand?"

"you!"

"I!"

"Uh, Brother Third, you won't be possessed by any demon or monster, right? This is not like you."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..."

Zhang Fei smiled very crazy, with a slippery mouth. He sneered and sneered: "Fourth brother, do you know there is a saying that those who are close to vermilion are red, and those who are close to ink are black?"

"Am I black? Am I red?" Fang Mo touched his face, then shook his head with great certainty, "I'm neither black nor red, don't talk nonsense."

Zhang Fei hung his eyes, didn't even pay attention to him, and stood by silently, without saying a word, letting the wind blow the sun.

If he hadn't been afraid that this guy would be stabbed to death here suddenly, he might not have even come.

...

It's a little hot in May.

The victims who had just settled down all looked at the black soil with yearning, and they really felt the change.

They may have no chance of life before, but now they have the opportunity to survive.

As long as they can farm a little more, they can live a little more like humans.

"Uncle Liu, a good person!"

A good person, surely.

At least, in Liaodong and Qingzhou, Liu Bei is a great person.

Fang Mo, who was wandering in the field, laughed loudly after hearing this.

He knew the most clearly what his elder brother really needed.

It's nothing more than the people's hearts.

Now, he has begun to gain the hearts of the people with his elder brother. Although the speed is not that fast, as long as he has a foundation, he will be much easier to do in the future.

"Report!"

At this moment, a horse was racing from afar, and a dusty man was riding on it.

"Report!"

"A great victory in Liaodong, the rebel Gongsun Du was killed on the spot by the third general!"

"A great victory in Liaodong, the rebel Gongsun Du was killed on the spot by San's price cut!"

Along the way.

He shouted all the way, and his face was filled with excitement, as if the whole world had been calmed down.

The next day.

Fang Mo looked at Zhang Fei who came back with a head, blinked his eyes and said, "Third Brother, it turns out that you are really going to hunt this time?"

Before, Zhang Fei said that he was going out to hunt, and left him hundreds of people to protect him.

At that time, he didn't think anything, after all, there was indeed a lot of wild game here... Well, there must be various bacteria on this kind of thing, but in ancient times, I was not afraid of it.

If Fang Mo dares to eat, it does not mean that others dare not eat either.

Especially Zhang Fei always thinks about Liu Bei, so of course he will find a way to send something back.

However, Fang Mo never expected that what Zhang Fei mentioned was going to take Gongsun Du's head back.

This is a bit too terrifying.

He couldn't believe it!

With a bang, Zhang Fei threw the head out. He smiled and said, "Hehe, this is all the credit of my brother. What does it have to do with me?"

Fang Mo was shocked.

He didn't know when this guy got this kind of flattery skills.

How long has it been?

Could it be that those who are close to vermilion are really red, and those who are close to ink are really black?

Just as Fang Mo was thinking about it, Zhang Fei came to his eyes and looked at Fang Mo with an extremely panicking face, saying, "What, do you think the fourth brother has an objection?"

"No, brother is wise, long live brother!" Fang Mo quickly raised his hand to confirm this. Afterwards, he waved his hand again: "Come on, send the head of the traitor Gongsun Du to Yuyang, by the way..."

...

"Ah Yeh!"

Liu Bei sneezes. Before he could say anything, Zhang Zhongjing, who was eating, hurried over and took his pulse. He frowned and said, "My lord is not infected with the cold, but why did the gas suddenly come out of his nose?"

"Haha, actually this doesn't count..." Liu Bei was about to wave his hand and signal that he was very strong. Who knew that Zhang Zhongjing's next words made him dare not even say anything.

"However, the lord's body seems to have a stubborn disease. You have no children, and it seems that they are related to it..." Zhang Zhongjing frowned, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

As a doctor, he will not care about these things, after all, this cannot be considered a disease.

But that's in ordinary people.

If it were Liu Bei, this would be really big.

All kinds of things may collapse one day, and even many things will happen because of his lack of a descendant.

"Is there a cure?"

After Zhang Zhongjing finished speaking, Liu Bei's eyes seemed to have a bright light, staring at Zhang Zhongjing in front of him, not daring to relax at all.

He knew that he could not hide this from others.

And he also knew that this matter should not be caused by women, otherwise why did he secretly find seven or eight other than Mrs. Qin, but none of them were pregnant?

He knows.

This should be his problem.

But in ancient times, it was too difficult to admit this.

Therefore, he usually doesn't think about it or even think about it, and in his opinion, having no offspring is actually a great good thing.

at least.

There are many things that won't happen in the future.

But the moment Zhang Zhongjing spoke, he suddenly felt that he might be saved.

No one knows how excited a person who is likely to be unable to be a father will be once he learns that he is likely to be a father.

"The essence is weak and the kidney water is insufficient, and the lord is working hard day and night..." After Zhang Zhongjing finished taking the pulse, he slowly shook his head and said, "It's difficult, difficult, difficult!"

"Yeah?"

After the three difficult words were expressed, Liu Bei was not very excited. He smiled slightly and said, "Since it's difficult, that's all."

"But, it's not without a chance."

Zhang Zhongjing was like a deaf man, as if he hadn't heard Liu Bei's words at all. After thinking for a while, he said, "If I could work with Yuanhua, I think it would be enough to break these things from the lord within three years, then Lin'er will naturally be born.

I just don’t know if the lord is willing to wait for three years?

Is the lord willing to give me this opportunity?"

Zhang Zhongjing has begun to call himself a minister.

Of course, this is not because he thinks the time has come. In fact, he, who once served as the prefect of Changsha, really doesn't care about all this.

However, he was so happy when he saw a... experimental subject.

Just like if a medical student sees a general teacher, he will be very happy. After all, every time he decomposes, he can bring great help to them and let them have more understanding of the human body.

Zhang Zhongjing also found it challenging to treat this disease.
Chapter completed!