Time: 5:30 pm.

Location: Yingchuan Yiyingchuan Academy

Latitude: 115°27’East longitude 44°10’N

Dun players: Guo Jia and Guo Fengxiao, Kong Ming and Kong Fengyu, Xun Yu and Xun Wenruo, Xun You and Xun Gongda, opera Zhong and Zhicai.

Task: Cleaning up the courtyard of Yingchuan Academy specifically includes weeds and fallen leaves in the courtyard of the Academy.

Mission star difficulty: zero stars. For the lazy man Guo Jia, it is ten stars! Difficulty boom!

By the afternoon, the students of Yingchuan Academy had already left the academy, and the teachers of the academy had gone home or went together to drink wine and eat side dishes in the house behind the academy. There were only five people left in the academy courtyard. Three of these five people were of course Guo Jia and the three others who were named to clean the yard, while the two outside the academy were Xun You and Xi Zhicai. They just stayed and waited for the people to perform their supervisory duties as directed by Master Li, and of course they would not do anything.

"Ah! I can't do it anymore," Guo Jia shouted, straightened his waist and gasped. The big broom in his hand was shaking, as if it could fall from his hand at any time. Looking at his face, it was already pale, and it seemed that he could not stand the heavy labor and could not continue.

He looked around with tears in his eyes, and finally locked his eyes on Xun You and Xi Zhicai, looking at them with heavy and powerless emotions.

"Brother Gongda, Brother Zhicai." Guo Jia clasped his fists, spoke very slowly, with a heavy breathing sound, and seemed to be unable to even speak clearly. After a moment of rest, he felt better, and then he continued to speak, "Ah, I guess it won't work anymore. Do you have the heart to watch me, Guo Fengxiao, die like this for many years?!"

Xi Zhicai curled his lips, moved his eyes a few steps to the left, and unconsciously immersed in the surrounding scenery. Xun You, who was holding his hands behind his back, smiled faintly and took out an incense burner from both hands. One of the fine fragrances was about to burn halfway.

"Guo Fengxiao! You can't do it before half of the incense burns? I remember who heard that my grandfather gave me a bottle of wine to my uncle and ran from his house to Xun Mansion?"

"Ahem." Kong Ming glanced at Xun Yu who was cleaning up next to him, stopped his movements, moved silently to Guo Jia, and looked at Guo Jia deeply. After a long time, he blew forward, and a layer of fine white dust floated from Guo Jia's face with his breath.

"Salute! Salute! It's insulting to be gentle!!" Guo Jia stepped back and wiped his hand on his face, and indeed some saliva was removed.

"As for flour, you have to add some water to mix." Kong Ming said.

"When it comes to Fengyu, you are sure of the news?" Guo Jia asked. He wiped his face with the sleeve of the robe, wiped off the saliva and flour from his face, and finally returned to his original expression. As for the slightly old Confucian robe he wore, the slightly old Confucian robe was very clean every day, at least very cleaner than Guo Jia's face just now, so Guo Jia used it to wipe his face.

"What news?"

Xi Zhicai finally got out of the "beautiful scenery" and looked at Kong Ming curiously, wanting to know what kind of news was that made Guo Jia so obsessed with. Xun You also put down the incense burner in his hand and turned his eyes to the two junior brothers, Guo Jia and Kong Ming. In the words of their master, their two junior brothers were free from thinking and eager to do so, and were the best of strange ways. So Xun You was also a little curious about what kind of news was that would make these two junior brothers who had not been "catched" in the school for a long time stumble.

"What did I lie to you, Guo Fengxiao? Who doesn't know that you are the most unlucky!" Kong Ming put down the big broom, his face a little heavy.

"Is it the Yellow Turban Rebellion?" Xun Yu, the most honest, finally reacted and did not clean up again, but walked to the four of them. He actually wanted to hear what the people thought about the Yellow Turban Rebellion. After all, in Xun Yu's own opinion, the Han Dynasty, which had not had a rebellion for many years, seemed a bit dangerous at this moment.

"Yeah." Kong Ming and Guo Jia nodded together.

Xun Yu continued: "My grandfather and all the uncles have received a message from the court. The Yellow Turban Thief is like attacking the county and prefectures. It is said that many places have fallen."

"You don't know about this news, but yesterday you saw the county magistrate and the heads of major families visiting each other? The reason they came was because of this." Xun Yu said to Xun You.

Xun You nodded, and he was also a little surprised that the people in the mansion came and went last night, and his father didn't go home overnight, afraid that something big happened. Only now did he realize that it was such a big thing, no wonder his father did not return overnight.

"I'm afraid even Yingchuan is not safe." Xun You frowned. After hearing the news from Xun Yu, he immediately thought of the seriousness of the situation. Otherwise, the court would not have sent letters, and he was afraid that the purpose of the visitors was to bring private troops from all families to protect themselves.

Is it just really safe?

"Hmph." Kong Ming chuckled and looked at the big tree in the courtyard. Guo Jia and the others were not sure. He knew the following context. The severity and speed of the Yellow Turban Rebellion could be said to have stabbed many knives on the front and back of the Han Dynasty.

If the Han Dynasty grew from a small sapling to a big tree now, then the tree has now aged and is about to die. The decay of the tree itself, coupled with the large and small borers on the tree, the Yellow Turban Rebellion appeared on the tree like a nest of insects, becoming a nest of insects that crushed a big tree. As for whether it could be crushed, Kong Ming did not know it now. He only knew that this nest of insects would attract many birds, even woodcutters. In the end, someone would cut down the big tree of the Han Dynasty and replant a different sapling.

"The chaotic times have finally begun." Kong Ming sighed and looked at Guo Jia and others, but found that the latter and the others looked thoughtful.

Their comfortable life seemed to be about to end, and the days ahead seemed to be a little difficult. They might be separated from each other and their own masters, but this was not what Kong Ming was worried about. What he was worried about was that the next uncontrollable, nor was it a copy of the chaotic times in history, and they could all survive.

He is actually a player. Maybe he would have been a passerby, but after spending so long here in Yingchuan and Yingchuan Academy, he has long regarded Guo Jia and others as brothers. They have drunk alcohol together, been prostitutes together, and have talked about it all night long. Yes, Kong Ming sometimes can't tell whether he is in the game or in reality. But everything is not that important. He only knows here that his surname is Kong and his name is Ming, and his name is Fengyu. Fengyu is like a dark cloud, and Ming is also.

"Probably." Xun Yu was a little sad, but clenched his fists, "But it is because of this chaotic times that we need to wait! The Han Dynasty is in danger. Since this is the case, we should support the Han Dynasty if we have learned something, and we will have a clear and clear world!"

"Hmph." Xi Zhicai snorted coldly.

"Han Dynasty? I only know that Emperor Ling of Han was invincible and was instigated by the ten regular attendants to be injustice and wrongly accuse the virtuous and kind."

"Han's house? Humph." Xi Zhicai expressed his dissatisfaction with his heavy nasal voice, "And even if we want to serve the Han Dynasty, I am afraid that others don't want it. Fengxiao and Fengyu are both poor people. Looking at the current situation, how can I live in the poor children? Rather than being talented, the three of us should consider how to make more money and buy an official to go to Dangdang."

"This..." Xun Yu was speechless. Even if he wanted to defend himself, no matter how much he said, he could not change what Xi Zhicai told was actually the fact.

"Okay, okay, this hasn't come yet, so we don't need to argue." Xun You came to be a peacemaker.

"No." Guo Jia, Kongming and Xun Yu, Xi Zhicai and the other four spoke together, and even Xun You knew very well that what he was saying was lies.

"Weapons are strange ways, and they should be strange and strange. If I am the Yellow Turban person in charge, I will quickly defeat the Han army. Before they gather, combine heavy troops and attack them. If the speed is slow, it will be dangerous and the enemy will not be able to defend, the enemy will be aware of it, and the enemy will be relied upon." Guo Jia said.

Kong Ming continued, "I don't know how powerful the Yellow Turban Army is. However, the natural disasters in various places and the incompetence of the court are incompetent, I am afraid that there will be huge numbers of soldiers. In addition, I have not experienced wars for many years, I am afraid that many soldiers will not be able to train enough and have insufficient combat power. When they meet the Yellow Turban people, they will be timid before they fight! As Fengxiao said, if I am the general in the court, I should gather three routes, fight together with the elite troops in the court and fight, gather and annihilate them, and the thief leader will die, and the followers will naturally disperse!"

"I'm just afraid that the left and right elbows will be outside, and the king's orders will be implemented and used." Xun You sighed, and couldn't help but think of Emperor Ling of Han, so he continued: "The Yellow Turban must not last long. It should be sharpened, and it will be weakened in one go, and then exhausted three times. I will be exhausted, and I will overcome it!"

"Yes." Xun Yu nodded in agreement. Although he was not proficient in war, he could also see from the side that the weakness of the Yellow Turban Army was.

"No matter whether the Yellow Turban Army is prepared or hastily raised the matter, but the crowds are crowded, this is their weakness! The Yellow Turban Army must have insufficient logistics and the military discipline is chaotic. If they want to continue fighting, they must need sufficient military food. However, they must not have enough military food, so they need to break through the prefectures and counties to obtain various military supplies. Otherwise, once there is a pause, the military will be lost and it will be difficult to sustain."

"It's just that the refugees have suffered." Xi Zhicai's face was so blue that he had already thought of the scene. "There must be many elderly, weak, women and children who are going to die in this chaotic world. The Yellow Turban Army will definitely deduct military rations and give them real soldiers. As for these servants, these refugees will definitely not let them eat enough, but if they want to eat enough and survive, they have to fight constantly. It's just a fragile hope. How many people can survive in the end?"

"The people are suffering. The people are suffering." It is finally the turn of Kong Ming, who has a vision beyond the times, to come out and write.

"The wind and rain are reasonable." The other four nodded and savored this sentence, and their eyes lit up.

"The wind follows the tiger, and the clouds follow the dragon. I don't know how many people are going to come out to disrupt the wind and clouds. In this chaotic world, I don't know how many carp are going to cross the Dragon Gate." Kong Ming continued.

"Do you and I don't know if you and I are from Yunlong, the wind tiger, and the fish jumping into the door?" Guo Jia slammed his lips and finally put the final end to today's discussion.

"Hey! You three don't want to go home today, right? Why don't you clean the yard quickly? Do you have to supervise you three?" Master Li's angry voice came from a distance, causing Guo Jia and the other two to tremble, and quickly picked up the big broom on the ground and swept the ground.

What is Yunconglong? There are still no clouds here. If you don’t want to be beaten into a worm by Master Li, you have to clean it up! But for some reason, even though there are many chaotic thoughts in your mind, the five people still couldn’t help but feel a faint desire for the chaotic world.

Yes, no matter whether it is a fish or a dragon, who doesn’t want to jump into the sky? Even if it’s just a second, even if you see only a starry sky.
Chapter completed!