June of the sixth year of Guanghe of the Eastern Han Dynasty (183 AD).

Yangzhai County, Yingchuan County.

This is the hometown of the famous crown belt in the Eastern Han Dynasty, where literati and scholars gather, and there are many families.

Although it is only a small county, it is unusually prosperous.

The streets are full of traffic, pedestrians shoulder to shoulder, human voices, horse barking, dog barking, children's voices, one after another.

On the outskirts of the city, a spacious courtyard was built against the mountain, which was originally an annex of the Xun family of the famous family of Yingchuan, and is now donated by the Xun family to build a academy.

Compared with the bustle of the city, this academy on the outskirts of the city is unusually quiet, and occasionally there is a loud sound of reading.

"The way of heaven is like a bow and a bow! The higher ones suppress it, the lower ones lift it, the surplus loses it, and the insufficient ones ......"

The gentleman with a crown spoke slowly.

A young man knelt around him, listening intently.

This gentleman is also a famous person in Yingchuan, with a single name and a single name, Mr. Shuijing.

Mr. Shui Jing is a strange person in the world, erudite and knowledgeable, proficient in channel studies, strange doors, art of war, scriptures, and is also a professor of the academy, responsible for the studies of a group of students.

The students of the academy are all students of Yingchuan, and most of them are sensitive and eager to learn, except for one exception.

It was Sima Hui's gaze that fell on the young man sleeping soundly in the corner, and he couldn't help but shake his head.

This student's name is Guo Jia, the word Fengxiao, Yingchuan Yangzhai people.

Among the many young people in the college, only this child is the most intelligent and can draw inferences from others.

It's just that I got a strange illness some time ago, and after I woke up, I started to say strange things and do strange things, and I didn't focus so much on my studies.

This made Sima Hui a little dissatisfied.

However, in view of the fact that this son was recovering from a serious illness, Sima Wei did not embarrass him.

"The way of heaven is more than what is damaged and what is not enough. Not humane......"

Purr, purr!

"If the loss is insufficient, there is more than enough. Who can have more than enough to serve the world......"

Purr, purr!

Mr. Shui Jing's face was a little ugly at the moment. I was going to ignore it, but I didn't expect the young man to simply snore.

The students were a little flustered when they saw that Mr. Shui Jing was angry.

"Fengxiao, Fengxiao!"

A student next to him whispered a reminder.

The student named Fengxiao still went his own way, snoring and snoring.

"Bonghyo!"

The student next to him reminded again, and poked with his hand.

"Xiaohong, I haven't seen you for a few days, and your skin has become smooth again! Let me touch it, okay? ”

The student named Fengxiao intensified even more, and began to whisper, listening to that tone, it seemed that he was sleepwalking in the place of Fengyue.

This time, Mr. Shui Jing's face became even more ugly.

Hahahaha!

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"Bonghyo!"

The student next to him was in a hurry, and reached out and twisted it on the man's thigh.

Yes!

The student who called Fengxiao woke up in shock.

"Yuan Zhi is against you, dare to do something to me, don't want to live?"

The crowd laughed even harder.

The student, Yuan Zhi, rolled his eyes and snorted.

Bonghyo found that Mr. Shuijing was glaring at him angrily with a face.

"Hello sir, I dreamed of Confucius and his old man just now, this is a master, how can students have to learn from him, isn't this a little delay?"

"Sir, don't be angry, anger hurts the liver, qi and blood are unbalanced, and you are prone to impotence."

"Sir, this matter is not authentic, if he hadn't pulled me to talk nonsense, I wouldn't have slept for so long."

"Sir...... There are a few new fans in Yihong Courtyard in the city, or we will ...... at night."

That's enough!

Seeing that this guy didn't want to talk more and more, Mr. Shuijing shouted angrily. He slowly stood up and came to the child's side.

"Reach out!"

"Sir, will you bypass the students this time?"

"Reach out!"

"Sir, Yihong Courtyard ...... at night"

"Reach out!"

"Sir, don't be serious, I saw you over there that night, by the way, that powder is not bad, right?"

"Stretch out...... Come on! ”

"Hey, you don't want to announce personal vendetta and kill people, right?"

Hahahaha!

The crowd burst out laughing again.

Rotten wood cannot be carved!

Sima Hui was blue for a while, and he didn't care about beating him, so he brushed his sleeves and left.

He's a serious guy, where has he been to that place? It's all nonsense from this student, but if he really beats him, he can't say what this student says.

For this student, Sima Hui was already completely dead.

After Sima Hui left.

The students rushed forward.

The gentleman was gone, and they could rest for a while, so they teased the student.

"Fengxiao, you are so powerful, how many times has this been angry?"

"Fengxiao, did you really see that Mr. has been to Yihong Courtyard?"

"Fengxiao, Mr. Careful went to the dean to complain and drove you out of the academy! Without the signboard of the academy, it will be difficult for you to become an official. ”

Everyone, you said word by word.

The Tao is different, not conspiring with each other!

Guo Jia rolled his eyes and looked at them coldly.

After ridiculing Guo Jia, everyone dispersed, only the student who reminded Guo Jia earlier stayed.

"Fengxiao, what's wrong with you, it's so easy for us to enter the academy to study, aren't you destroying your future?"

Self-destruct your future!

Guo Jia smiled faintly and said: "Yuan Zhi, if I don't say it for half a year, the world will be in chaos, Yingchuan will become a scorched earth, and the Xun family, the Zhong family, and the Chen family will all fall apart and go to their own masters, do you believe it or not?" ”

"Faith, the great things you told me two days ago have been fulfilled."

The young man named Yuan Zhi nodded.

His name is Xu Shu, a student of the academy, and a good friend of Guo Jia.

"Fengxiao, tell me, how can you be unpredictable?"

Foresee?

Guo Jia smiled helplessly and said, "Then I said that I am from thousands of years later, do you believe it or not?" ”

Xu Shu looked at him seriously, then suddenly smiled and said, "I don't believe it!" ”

Oh, my God!

Guo Jia covered his face with his hands and sighed: "Why doesn't anyone believe me when I tell the truth?" ”

Although he is also called Guo Jia, his soul comes from a certain agent thousands of years later, and he is very familiar with the history of the late Han Dynasty.

When I woke up, I crossed over to the body of a sick man, Guo Jia, and it was Guo Fengxiao, a ghost genius of the Three Kingdoms who could stay in Liaodong when he was dying.

The year 183 was exactly the year before the Yellow Turban Rebellion.

This year, Emperor Ling was still dreaming of making a fortune.

Liu Bei is still selling straw sandals.

Cao Cao was still a eunuch.

Yuan Shao also dreamed of fighting the sword world.

Sun Jian is still a small official, and his relationship with the Ten Standing Servants is not bad.

But it was a crucial year for Guo Jia.

Although he was a little dissatisfied, Guo Jia still accepted this reality, and he wanted to create a career in Guo Jia's name.