Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

This day was too bizarre for Wang Xuance.

His eyes were very good, and of course he saw the questions floating by.

Why did Wang Xuance put a question mark? Wang Xuance angrily scolded the historian of the Tang Dynasty.

Combined with the previous text, Wang Xuance summarized an incredible fact in just a few sentences:

He left his name in history for his role in destroying the country.

Xiao Mazha was a little tired from sitting, but Wang Xuance couldn't help but straighten his spine.

is that true? It should be true.

Otherwise, there is no way to explain why the imperial court would pay so much attention to a county magistrate who was far away in Rongzhou.

When he first arrived in Rongzhou, the Huangshui County Magistrate said that since he came here, he would first prepare to serve for five years.

In the end, preparations were made, but within half a year, the transfer order to return to Beijing came.

Thinking of the county magistrate's expression when he came and left, Wang Xuance felt a little ashamed for a moment.

And it seems that only this can explain why he is so popular.

But instead, the pressure doubled: he was Wang Xuance, yes, but he had no idea what happened to the Wang Xuance who Guangmu said had destroyed his country.

No wonder His Majesty talked so casually when we first met, talking about Japan in the east and the Western Regions in the west.

Now that he remembered that his head was so dizzy that he couldn't even remember what he answered clearly, Wang Xuance wanted to grab the ground with his head.

His messy mentality made him less curious about Old General Li Jing's ability to send the copybook into the light curtain.

After the light curtain ended, it was Li Shimin who felt the most difficult to calm down:

Hexi is really a treasure land!

Later generations said it was complicated, but Li Shimin understood it quite simply:

It has heavy mines, can raise horses, and has access to the Western Region. What more can you ask for from such a treasured land?

Although he did not know how the prefectures and counties were divided in later generations, Li Shimin remembered reading the detailed division of Hexi by the unsatisfactory descendants of the late Tang Dynasty in Zhang Yichao's chapter.

Among them are Ganzhou and Suzhou, which is enough to determine where Gansu is.

After all, we all belong to China, and it is quite common for place names to be inherited from ancient times.

I am willing to clear the west of the river for your majesty! Li 𪟝 took the lead in asking for battle.

This was not only for the Tang Dynasty, but also for his own name.

He is a famous general, not a Taoist!

Su Lie also refused to give in:

Your Majesty's sword will point you to the point of death, and I will not give up even if I die!

The two generals, who were about the same age as Li Shimin, were full of fighting spirit. Li Jing also handed over his hand. The meaning couldn't be simpler.

Li Shimin laughed: Even if he can't lead the expedition in person, how can he lose if he has three generals?

Qin Qiong looked at Yuchi Jingde, who was also watching the excitement, and felt a little regretful.

If he had a body as strong as Yuchi Jingde, he would definitely want to fight in the name of the goalkeeper.

It is natural to sit in the Western Region and guard the country.

But it's a pity... Qin Qiong coughed slightly and planned to talk to this old brother when he left the palace later.

You should ask General Medicine Master for advice on the art of war, and you should also read more about the intelligence of the Western Regions.

Thousands of miles across the Western Region, there is no shortage of places to make achievements. Now that I am not old, how can I live solely on His Majesty's honor and favor?

And he had to drag his frail body to visit this new imperial doctor.

I hope that as the medicine king said, he can lead the army on the battlefield and not lie on the bed for the rest of his life.

Li Shimin was always efficient in his work. Now that the light curtain was over, he waved to signal everyone to disperse.

At the end, I did not forget to say:

Don't tell outsiders about the gathering of Hou Jun and Cheng Qian.

Then he seemed to remember the Don't leak in Li Weigong's Questions and quickly added:

Neither can it be found in writing.

Even if an important minister or a prince just spreads some gossip, it may arouse the suspicion of the court.

Everyone naturally knew this, and they all looked at Li Jing and smiled, making the old general shake his head and leave first.

Wang Xuance was left inexplicably by Li Shimin.

Sitting on the pony, I watched Changsun Wuji turn his head three times with one step and reluctantly leave the Manna Hall.

Then he watched helplessly as a monk with a calm expression came out of the screen in the inner hall.

Does Master Xuanzang have a decision? Li Shimin asked.

The monk clasped his hands together and bowed:

I am willing to clear up the Western Region for my Tang Dynasty.

He still had to travel... Li Shimin felt that he was not surprised at all.

Looking at the records of later generations and recalling the conversation over the course of the month, Xuanzang certainly did not lack perseverance.

Wang Xuance, are you willing to accompany us? Li Shimin turned around and asked.

Wang Xuance was startled, shook his head violently, and whispered:

I still don't want to become a monk...

Li Shimin laughed:

I would like to mobilize eighteen fine guards to escort Master Xuanzang to the west.

Remember the customs of the Western Regions, observe the sentiments of thousands of tribes and nations, and return as soon as you reach Tianzhu.

This trip is extremely dangerous, are you willing to go with me?

Wang Xuance fell silent, feeling that his life experiences in the past three months were too crazy.

But all kinds of thoughts finally hit a result:

I am also willing to do the same for the Tang Dynasty and Your Majesty, and follow the old deeds of Marquis Bo Wang to clear the Western Regions!

…

Chengdu.

Kong Ming went to Dongchu and picked again and again.

Even if they all took out all the remaining sucrose, it wouldn't be too much, so there would be no need to spend a lot of money.

Bronze cauldrons and tripods are certainly not useful, nor are large pottery urns.

Kong Ming picked up a small copper pot, which was just the right size.

Then Kong Ming looked around and said with a smile:

Are there any bamboo strips?

There was no shortage of this in the kitchen, and someone immediately came to find it for Kong Ming.

He took these together to the small courtyard in front of the government office. He handed the small copper pot to Pang Tong and asked him to find a way to place it.

Kong Ming asked his lord to borrow a small knife, cut the bamboo strips into several sections, and then sharpened one end of each section.

So in this small yard, a small stove was set up.

The small copper pot sat on it, and Liu Bei carefully put a few pieces of sucrose into it.

In addition to what Zhang Fei brought, Zhao Yun, Liu Ba and Pang Tong also took a piece each.

He stretched his head and watched the sucrose gradually begin to melt. Only then did he see Zhang Fei coming back from outside with a look of great interest.

He ran to Liu Bei as if offering a treasure, unfolded the front skirt of his bag, and Liu Bei saw the densely packed fruits:

There are lychees? Yes, these plums are plump. The green ones should be the hawthorns?

Zhao Yun nodded:

I went to look for it in the nearby mountains. The hawthorns only mature in nine months. They are still sour. Third brother insisted on bringing them back.

Zhang Fei quickly squeezed Zhao Yun away and said:

Brother, look, there are grapes! I don't know if they can be used to make rock sugar grapes, and I don't know how delicious they are.

How could there be grapes... Liu Bei didn't understand.

It is quite difficult to grow grapes in Yizhou. It seems that as Guangmu said, the north, or the western region, is the most suitable.

Seeing Zhang Fei's winking expression, Liu Bei immediately understood:

Wu...

At this moment, Kong Ming wiped the sweat from his forehead and whittled the last bamboo stick.

Yide, please bring the fruit over here and I'll put it on a skewer.

Hey! Zhang Fei hurriedly agreed and carried the front train to the military advisor.

With a basin of water brought by Zhao Yun, several people washed the fruits while tying them into small skewers.

On the other side, Pang Tong and Liu Ba also carefully rolled the skewered fruits in a small copper pot. After taking them out quickly, Mi Zhu and Zhang Song fanned them with fans to let them solidify quickly.

Liu Bei looked around and decided to squat next to the small copper pot, not thinking about anything else for the time being, and silently burning firewood.

The flames licked the small copper pot, stirring up bubbles of cane syrup in the pot. Mi Zhu waved Kong Ming's feather fan vigorously, and the unique sweet fragrance of cane sugar drifted along the breeze and left the yard.

The students of Xiao Taixue who had just finished classes took advantage of the situation and crowded outside the small courtyard gate.

When Liu Bei raised his head and saw this scene, he was immediately startled.

Liu Bei had an idea in his mind and looked at Kong Ming, receiving an encouraging look from Kong Ming.

So Liu Bei happily waved towards the courtyard gate:

Come on, come on, one for each person, don't take more!

Although the students couldn't wait, they still lined up and came to receive them one by one.

Zhang Fei has finished threading the fruit, so he comes over to light the fire for him and watch his elder brother hand out the candied haws.

Liu Bei recognized most of these students, and the rest could roughly tell where they lived even if they couldn't name them. As a result, the students had a favorable impression of Uncle Liu.

I remember your name was Hu Du, right?

Liu Bei picked up a bunch of grapes and handed them to Hu Du, praising:

The day before yesterday, I met Dafu Qin at the entrance of Xixiangkou. I told him at that time that Fox Du would be the pillar of the Han Dynasty.

Don't let me break my promise to your great father.

Hu Du pinched the bunch of food and ate it. Looking at Yizhou Mu who had just finished lighting the fire and was still blinking at him, he had mixed feelings in his heart.

In terms of Shangguan's majesty, this emperor's uncle is not even as good as the Langzhong prefect he has seen, but he can make people believe it.

After bowing respectfully, Hu Du also made up his mind.

Kong Ming had moved a chair and sat aside, looking at a group of children with smiles on their faces who were inspired by the Lord's simple words.

Pang Tong had a look of unbearability on his face because he saw that all the candied haws on Mi Zizhong's side were left to dry were only green hawthorns.

The unbearable look was directed at myself, because I still remembered that Zhao Yun once said that this thing was sour to the teeth, but he was always curious if he didn't eat it.

Seeing his lord's child-like demeanor, Pang Tong was reminded of a person:

When Emperor Guangwu was studying in Luoyang, he was accompanied by those from aristocratic families, maybe it was like this.

Although according to the theory of the light curtain, those Nanyang surnames who supported Emperor Guangwu in raising troops also meant that they were a rare commodity.

But before that, Pang Tong believed that Emperor Guangwu must have convinced those noble families with his own charm.

Kong Ming smiled slightly:

It seems that Shiyuan is planning to leave his name on Yuntai.

To them, Emperor Guangwu's twenty-eight Yuntai generals were also well known.

Pang Tong looked high-spirited:

With our help, my lord's foundation will surely surpass that of Emperor Guangwu!

Kong Ming believed it and said casually:

What is Jiang Wei reading recently?

Six Tao...what Jiang Wei?

Pang Tongyi didn't notice for a moment, but when he saw Kong Ming's eyes that looked like a smile but not a smile, he averted his eyes for a moment with a guilty conscience.

Kong Ming still looked relaxed, and even had time to shake on his chair:

Jiang Wei will be able to observe the record of the light curtain sooner or later.

Pang Tong was silent. This was also what he was worried about. Jiang Wei would probably still go to Kong Ming by then.

Just listen to Kong Ming's leisurely saying:

After giving Jiang Wei a lesson in the art of war, send him to me.

My apprentice is still young, so don't teach him too many weird ways.