In February of the fifth year of Zhongping, the remnants of the Yellow Turbans reappeared. Guo Tai, the commander-in-chief of Qu, gathered more than 100,000 people in Xihe County and went south to attack Taiyuan, Hedong and other counties. The Han Dynasty could not destroy them and allowed them to plunder.
As a well-prepared time traveler, Lu Li was not only familiar with "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but also had an understanding of the official history of this period.
At the moment, Bingzhou is by no means a place to stay for a long time. Maybe in a few days, Pingtao County will become a den of thieves. If they stay to mix with the Yellow Turban Army and rebel, there will be almost no future.
As for frontal toughness, one can defeat ten thousand.
Lu Li had such courage, but did not have such strength. Let alone the generals in the Yellow Turban Army who had understood the spirit of war, just ordinary soldiers could kill him.
Therefore, we have to pack our things quickly before the situation becomes chaotic and head to Luoyang, the political center of the Han Dynasty and a place of great turmoil.
In other words.
Working behind closed doors and being trapped in a corner is definitely not a wise choice.
Visit famous teachers, increase your knowledge, and strive to learn and reach the princes. This is the broad road!
At this thought, Lu Li couldn't help but speed up his pace.
call--
The cold wind blows in the face with snow particles.
Walking out of the study, there is a small courtyard with a corridor with mullioned windows. If it were placed in summer, it would be quite stylish. However, it is winter now, and the cold wind is whistling by, making Lu Li's clothes sway up and down.
"My parents are here, so I won't travel far."
"If you want to go to Luoyang, you must find a suitable reason. Well... study tour and visit teachers, this is a good reason."
After muttering a few words in a low voice, Lu Li stopped thinking and continued walking outside the hospital.
You must know that he is not alone in this world, so he must first ask for permission from the father he has never met before leaving.
It is not impossible to leave without saying goodbye and run away alone, but as long as you do this, you will die directly in society.
After all, the Han Dynasty governed the country with filial piety. For hundreds of years, the concept of being filial to parents has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. If Lu Li was labeled as "unfilial" at the beginning, why would Lu Li be involved in the Three Kingdoms?
When the time comes, if he surrenders to the Yellow Turban Bandits, they won’t accept him, and they will cut off his sacrificial flag!
Fortunately, the father who served as a thief in his family was not a pedantic person. He hoped that his only son would go out to study and make progress, regain the glory of his ancestors as soon as possible, and become an official with 600 shi in the county.
However, in the past, when entering the exam scene, it was always an orphan start. Now there is a cheap man coming out, which really makes people feel uncomfortable.
"Da Lang, put on your fox fur quickly. If you get sick from the cold, the villain will be blamed for your death."
Urgent and panicked voices came from outside the hospital.
The old man I had seen before rushed into the study quickly, not much slower than a young man. It only took three or four breaths before he took out a white fur coat.
"It's a day when water drops turn into ice. How come Mr. Lang came out wearing a single suit?"
The old servant's tone was concerned, but he didn't dare to blame. As he spoke, he stood on tiptoes and tied the fox fur on him.
Seeing this, Lu Li did not refuse. The times were like this. Under such circumstances, if you took action yourself, not only would you not be praised, but you would be ridiculed.
Not long after, the two of them walked out of the courtyard and came to the main hall.
"I've met Mr. Lang."
"I've met Mr. Lang."
There were two guards standing outside the hall. They were quite tall and tall. They were wearing leather armor and holding swords, so they didn't need to salute.
Seeing this, Lu Li nodded, looked away from the two people's bow-legged legs, then looked around, and said calmly: "Where is I, Aweng?"
"The thief Cao went to patrol outside the city."
The person who responded was the young man with thin beard and eagle eyes on the left. His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.
"When will you return?"
"I don't know."
Lu Li frowned. Without further ado, he must leave Pingtao before tomorrow to avoid being forced into the ensuing Yellow Turban Rebellion.
Think briefly.
"You lead the way, I have something to discuss with Aweng."
"promise!"
From the beginning to the end, the old servant standing aside did not dare to say anything to stop him, but just watched the two black-maned horses disappear into the wind and snow.
Pingtao was not a large county. Although it was located in Bingzhou, it was far away from the border and its armament was loose. In addition, the soldiers guarding the city knew Lu Li, so they gave way directly.
As the time goes.
Lu Li finally understood that the guard's bandy legs were not a congenital problem, but that there were no saddles in this era, and the stirrups were only one-sided and were only used to assist in mounting the horse. If things go on like this, the legs will definitely become deformed.
so……
This young man who is responsible for leading the way is indeed a capable person. Why don't you take him with you and run away together?
After all, having an entourage with you can save you a lot of trouble.
The more Lu Li thought about it, the more he thought it was feasible. He couldn't help but turn his head and glance at the galloping figure in front of him on the left, thinking about how to speak.
at the same time.
On the mountainside more than ten miles away, the smell of blood was particularly pungent.
In fact, this should be Ting City——
Pavilion, stop.
Outside the county, there is a pavilion ten miles away. It not only provides accommodation for people traveling far away, but also is the most basic security unit.
The pavilion chief, pavilion father, Qiu Pi, and several pavilion soldiers are responsible for maintaining order within a ten-mile radius and ensuring that the people live and work in peace and contentment.
City, market.
On certain days, people gathered spontaneously to trade corn harvested in autumn for meat and geese, bartering and exchanging what they had.
Therefore, the Pavilion Market is a major event in the countryside, and many people who have committed crimes will take the opportunity to join in the fun and do some petty theft.
As a thief in the county, Lu Xu was responsible for arresting thieves. He had always done his duty diligently. After hearing the news, he led more than a dozen guards to help despite the freezing weather.
At first, nothing happened.
The people led ducks and geese, and exchanged salt, onions, garlic, and cloth with others. Some vendors even planted wine flags here and sold some bad wine. Even Lu Xu couldn't hold back. He saw someone selling bronze mirrors and polished them. It's very detailed, with an inscription engraved on the back:
Always prosperous and happy.
It was written in official script. Although it was not written by a famous artist, it was more neat and neat. I originally wanted to buy it for my only son, Lu Li, but something unexpected happened——
After paying five hundred yuan, Lu Xu got the mirror as he wished, but he caught a glimpse of the stall owner with a yellow cloth tied around his waist. He instantly thought of the Yellow Turban gangsters who had caused chaos in the world a few years ago.
"kill!"
Swords clash.
The shouts and cries of killing broke Lu Xu's memories. At this moment, he was bathed in blood, holding up the big sword with a gaping ring, his eyes were about to split, as if he was a god of death from hell.
This pavilion city is a gathering place for the Yellow Turban rebellious party. From the pavilion chief to the pavilion soldiers, there are all religious believers. They plan to preach the doctrine here and coerce the people.
"Dog officer, pay for my brother's life!"
With a sharp roar, a strong man rushed forward, ignoring the bleeding wounds on his chest, because beside him lay two headless corpses, and the yellow scarf tied around his waist was stained with blood.
clang!
Sparks flew everywhere, and the yellow turban thief took two steps back, but Lu Xu remained brave, clutching the bloody sword with a ring, and waving his sore arms, he knocked down.
Crystal drops of sweat swayed out, and then the smell of blood poured into his nose.
