The Three Kingdoms: Home Travel

Xuzhou...

The name Xuzhou seems to be... Jiang Zhe racked his brains trying to recall all the information about Xuzhou, but the more he thought about it, the more alarmed and desperate he became, and cold sweat gradually appeared on his forehead.

"If it's a peaceful and prosperous era, that's fine, but what if it's a chaotic one..." Jiang Zhe rolled his eyes and chuckled, "Then there's really nowhere to cry..." Tilting his head and thinking for a moment, he suddenly felt a little annoyed, "I should have been more explicit. Xuzhou, Xuzhou, how am I supposed to know what era this Xuzhou is from? It spans a thousand years!"

Suddenly, a cold wind blew in through the crack in the wall. Jiang Zhe couldn't help but shrink his neck and pull his clothes tighter. Jiang Zhe was dumbfounded. What was he wearing?

Ah! My first instinct was to check my private parts... Thank goodness, my safety pants are still on. It seems I've only changed into a different jacket, but this jacket...

"Tsk tsk." Jiang Zhe touched the fabric of his clothes. It was a little rough, and he wondered what it was made of. Could it be the legendary linen clothing?

"Sitting like this for a long time is pointless..." Jiang Zhe turned his head and slowly got up, but before he could even move, he felt an indescribable pain all over his body, especially in his forehead, where the pain was particularly severe...

He slowly walked out of the house, supporting himself against the mud wall. A gust of cold wind almost knocked him over. He looked at the leaves of the big tree in front of the door. Goodness, almost all of them had fallen. It must be autumn...

I even laughed at the people living in this house before...

It would be ridiculous to freeze to death in the cold winter...

As Jiang Zhe stepped out of the courtyard, he stopped abruptly, staring blankly at a patch of land in front of him where a young girl was working...

"Phew..." Xiuer breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from her forehead with her white, lotus-root-like arms, and suddenly sensed something. She turned around alertly, only to see Jiang Zhe looking silly. Her guard immediately lessened.

"Why aren't you resting inside, sir? What are you doing out here?" Xiu'er walked to the edge of the field, washed her hands with water, and looked at Jiang Zhe with a smile.

"Ahem..." Jiang Zhe tried his best to avert his gaze from the girl's small feet and said awkwardly, "It was too stuffy in the room, so I came out for a walk... My name is Jiang Zhe..."

"Jiang Zhe?" Xiu'er blushed slightly when she saw the man opposite her staring at her feet, but upon hearing his words, she immediately thought of something else.

Jiang Zhe… he sounds like a young master from a wealthy family… but this young master is quite strange, his hair is so short? Isn't it said that our body, hair and skin are given to us by our parents? Or did he commit a crime and suffer punishment?

That garment was also very strange, though the material was quite sturdy, especially the trousers. The strangest part was the lining… um…

As she thought about it, Xiuer's face suddenly turned a little red.

"Girl?" Jiang Zhe looked at the person in front of him with some puzzlement.

"Ah?" Xiu'er was startled, thinking the other person had figured something out. She secretly breathed a sigh of relief after seeing his expression. "Jiang Zhe... a very elegant name. Are you a scholar, sir?"

"Just call me Jiang Zhe..." Jiang Zhe turned his head and asked, "This field is nice. What are you doing... cough, what are you doing?"

Xiuer stared wide-eyed at the man in front of her, he…

Perhaps she comes from a wealthy and influential family; she doesn't even know what I'm doing...

"I'm cultivating the land. The old folks in the village say that only in this way can the land yield a good harvest."

Yudi, what is that? Jiang Zhe frowned and thought for a long time.

Xiuer shook her head inwardly. Just by looking at this man named Jiang Zhe, she knew he had never given birth. How could she explain it clearly? But that was fine too; he probably wasn't a bad person.

Let alone farming, Jiang Zhe in later generations had never even seen land. With his small stature and thin arms and legs, it was obvious at a glance that he didn't come from a military background, but was probably some fallen nobleman...

"How about I help you..."

"Huh?" Xiu'er looked up, her eyes wide as she stared at Jiang Zhe. This man said he would help her? Xiu'er found it somewhat amusing. What could he possibly do?

But looking into Jiang Zhe's eyes, Xiu'er's smile slowly faded. What kind of look was that? Pity?

Her face flushed slightly, and Xiu'er lowered her head a little, saying softly, "Jiang... Jiang Zhe, your injury hasn't healed yet. Don't worry, I'm used to doing this..."

When we first met, she addressed me as "your concubine," but now she refers to herself as "I." There must be some other meaning behind it, but Jiang Zhe doesn't understand. Anyway, it's just a form of address. There are even people who refer to themselves as "I," don't you think?

"My injury isn't that serious..." Jiang Zhe lifted his arm, but his lips twitched and his expression stiffened. He still shook his arm a few times, forcing himself to say, "Look..."

Xiuer looked at him, finding it both amusing and touching. She glanced at Jiang Zhe and said softly, "Old Man Chen said that it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone. Although your injury isn't that serious, it's still best to be careful, just in case it leaves any lasting damage..."

I was shocked! Yes! My own mother had said something similar before... but...

"Well then, if you're not cold, Jiang Zhe, how about we go back together after Xiu'er finishes all this?"

"Of course it's not cold..." A gust of cold wind suddenly made Jiang Zhe's tongue slurred.

Xiuer gave Jiang Zhe a deep look, then turned back to continue with her own business.

Looking at this scene of beautiful women working, Jiang Zhe felt a pang of emotion. In later generations, this kind of situation would probably already be... That's right!

"Aunt... Xiuer, you said this is Xuzhou, so what year is it today?"

"Huh?" Xiu'er felt a little shy when Jiang Zhe first called her Xiu'er, but when she heard his question, she looked back at him curiously, her eyes full of doubt. "The sixth year of Guanghe..."

"Guang... Guanghe?" Jiang Zhe didn't notice the doubt on Xiu'er's face. He was thinking about his own question in a muffled voice. Guanghe, what year was Guanghe?

"Ahem..." Jiang Zhe coughed, then said somewhat embarrassedly, "This...this current emperor, no, the current emperor, who is he?"

"Is it that?" Xiu'er's doubts deepened. She stood up and looked at Jiang Zhe for a long time before saying worriedly, "It's best to keep this to yourself. If outsiders hear it... Jiang Zhe, you're in big trouble..." She paused, looked around, and quickly said, "Let's not talk about this. If possible, tell Xiu'er where you're from. Xiu'er has always been curious."

"..." Jiang Zhe was stunned for a long time, thinking to himself, "If you don't say which emperor it is, how am I supposed to know where I am? Where did I come from? Please, I come from a descendant..."

"If it's convenient for you, then forget it..." Xiu'er seemed to notice Jiang Zhe's hesitation.

"It's not that I don't want to talk about it, it's just that this matter is too mysterious." Jiang Zhe hesitated for a moment.

"Xiuer understands." Xiuer smiled and said, "Xiuer has always felt that Jiang Zhe, you are different from everyone else I've ever met..."

middle!

"By the way, Jiang Zhe, can you read?" Xiu'er asked, seemingly a little ashamed. "Old Man Chen said earlier that this year's harvest was bad because the gods were angry, and that we need to write the characters 'Jiazi' on the door to ward off the disaster..."

"Jiazi?"

"Yes!" Xiu'er blinked her expressive eyes and said with a smile, "Jiang Zhe, you don't even know about the Great Teacher of Virtue?"

"The Great Teacher of Virtue?!" Jiang Zhe exclaimed in surprise, "Zhang Jiao! This is the Eastern Han Dynasty!"

My God! I've traveled back in time for almost two thousand years!