There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

"Brother, didn't you just say that what you lack is a governor of the governor's army?" Tao Ying pouted. Obviously, Tao Er Er was not very keen on the job of a servant. .

The gap in between is too big, right?

The Tao merchant raised his eyebrows, looked at Tao Ying suspiciously, and wondered: "Yes, I lack a general who can oversee the army... I just casually talked about this with you just now, what's wrong?"

When Tao Ying heard this, he immediately took a deep breath.

It turned out that I was just talking about it, not asking me to be it... After a long time, I was overthinking myself.

Brother, you are too bad!

"No, nothing wrong." Tao Ying stammered back, with a look of disappointment on his face.

But after thinking about it, the job of being a follower is not bad, it's easy and stress-free, and it just fits my personality.

Tao Ying's nature does not like to be competitive, and he is very open-minded. He doesn't care about things that he doesn't care about. In a short period of time, Tao Ying put all these trivial things for him to the back of his mind.

"Let's go, let me go to visit someone." The potter stood up and waved to Tao Ying.

Watching the potter get up, Tao Ying was a little curious. He didn't expect to set off immediately on the first day as a servant. He didn't know where he was going to follow.

"Brother, who are you going to take me to visit?"

The pottery merchant smiled slightly and said, "Teacher Huangfu.

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After Huangfu Song arrived in Jinling City, it can be said that his life was quite comfortable.

Compared with his former military life, the current life is like heaven.

Huangfusong's main battle areas in those years were in the Northwest and Hebei theaters. The climate and environment there were relatively harsh.

But after arriving in Jinling City, the situation is completely different.

In that era, the southern land, although its economic construction and population size was not as good as that of the north, but in terms of health preservation environment, it was much stronger than that of the north.

The town of Splendid Beauty has pleasant mountains and rivers, and the temperature difference between the four seasons is not very high. Even in the coldest winter, the temperature is only not much different from the late autumn in the north. According to the words of the potters - the air quality is absolutely Nothing to say.

Huangfusong is here, staying very comfortably.

Life is going to be old, what could be more perfect than spending time in a village with beautiful mountains and rivers?

But even with such a warm environment, Huangfusong's physical condition is not very good.

It can even be said that it is not as good as one day.

When he was in Luoyang City, he fell into the root of the disease during the period when Dong Zhuo was imprisoned.

The harsh environment of the prison and the long-term depressed mood completely broke Huangfusong's body, so that he has not recovered to this day.

Perhaps, he may not recover at all.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Sitting in the yard, Huangfusong coughed up a mouthful of bloody phlegm.

Huangfusong looked at the dazzling bright red in the handkerchief, and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

There was a helpless smile on the corner of the old man's mouth. He gently folded the handkerchief, staggered to the yard, and threw the handkerchief into the bucket in the yard.

As the number one army god of the Han Dynasty, his whole life was like a fierce tiger, roaring proudly in the mountains and forests, deterring all beasts.

Even at this moment, knowing that he is on the verge of decay and time is running out, Huangfusong is still unwilling to let others know his distressed state.

He didn't want others to pity him, let alone let others sympathize with him.

The inherent arrogance did not allow him to do so before dying.

Who lives forever, who never dies?

Too many people died at his hands.

He had seen too much death.

To Huangfusong, death was not a big deal at all.

However, he would never allow himself to lie on the bed and die in a wimpy state.

As the god of war, he must choose the most decent way to die for himself!

A legend enough to be passed on to future generations.

Huangfusong looked up at the clear blue sky, and for some reason, a fantasy popped up in his mind.

If at the last moment of his life, he could defeat the evil Dong Zhuo who was riddled with cholera in the Han Dynasty, no matter whether it was public or private, he might not have any regrets anymore.

But this wish may be for nothing in this life.

"Master, Mr. Taiping is here to visit."

The servants walked into the courtyard of the small house and reported to Huangfu Song, interrupting the old man's thoughts of letting go.

Huangfusong was not surprised when he heard the words. Although the pottery boy had misbehavior in his daily life, he was still very good to his master in name. The supply of daily necessities, food and clothing There is nothing missing, and they come here every now and then to say hello and ask for advice.

This kid still respects his teacher very much.

During the recent period, the vigorous development of Jinling City has all fallen into Huangfusong's eyes. Huangfusong was really amazed at the potter's talent.

In his later years, Huangfusong was deeply satisfied with having such a good apprentice.

"Let him come over."

When he was young, the servants brought Tao Shang and Tao Ying to Huangfusong, and the two boys saluted Huangfusong respectively.

Huangfusong stroked his beard in satisfaction, and ordered his servants to prepare seats for the two in the courtyard, and served some fruits.

First, he looked up and down the pottery merchant for a while, then Huangfusong turned his head to look at Tao Ying, and said with satisfaction: "Brothers are of one mind, their profit breaks gold, Gong Zu's move to let Ying'er come to Jinling City is right, the world is in chaos now, Yinger, you follow your elder brother, you must study hard, watch hard, and practice hard. In the future, it will depend on you young people to protect the family and the country, punish rape and eliminate thieves. Powerless."

The potter laughed and said, "What is the teacher talking about? You are still very young, and you are in good health. You have to stay in this world for another 30 years."

Huangfusong grinned when he heard this, and said, "Nonsense! This old man is already old, and after another 30 years of galloping, he won't be an old goblin? You also need to be more reliable when you're flattering a horse. Don't keep your mouth open every day. Believe me!" Mouth nonsense."

Pottery merchant heard this and said with a smile: "Isn't this disciple hoping that the teacher will be well?"

Huangfusong shook his head heavily, and said with a long sigh: "You are so rare every day, if you treat your name as Mr. Taiping as worthy of his name, the old man will naturally be fine..."