Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

A Sheng originally thought that she could see a seaside city along the coast of Xuzhou, just like the Nandao Haikou, Liudao Kaohsiung Port, or Weihai and Dalian under her own control: There are sunshine, beaches, unique sand plants, and small vendors selling seafood everywhere. If the sea transportation is more developed, there are still busy wharfs and endless caravans.

However, in fact, until she entered the territory of Qu County, the sunny beach was not yet visible, but a mountain was seen in the distance.

Mountain?

"Master Zhonghua, please take a look," Mi Zhu proudly pointed to the mountain behind the county seat, "this is Yuzhou. Yuzhou is at sea, only accessible by ferry. There are flowers and stones on it. The waterfall is like a fairyland."

Zhuge Liang, who grew up in the inland from a young age, was immediately attracted, and Baba glanced at the mountain several times. But he still remembered that he looked down on Mi Zhu, who was a coward, so he pretended to be serious and looked back, looking at his nose and heart, like a little old man.

At this moment, the ox cart bumped hard because it ran over the stones washed out by the rain on the ground, causing little Zhuge Liang to almost bite his tongue. But instead of biting his tongue, he knocked his teeth. It suffers along with the tender meat on the wall of the mouth.

"Little old man" broke down in one second, with tears in his eyes.

of the kind.

"Where did Ah Liang hit? Let me see." The woman got up from the thick cushion.

The boy struggled awkwardly for a while, and then opened his mouth with a blushing face.

"There is no bleeding." She carefully checked for a while before coming to a conclusion, "Aliang's teeth are greedy for meat. When you set up camp at noon, I will cook you some porridge with dried meat."

Zhuge Liang couldn't wait to cover his mouth, and said with a big tongue: "Where is it going to be so troublesome? I said that I am very good."

I look down on this, I look down on that, you have so many stinky problems, how dare you say that you are very good?

However, a certain stinky boy was unconscious and raised a handsome little face: "Cao Zi, do you know Yuzhou?"

""The Chronicles of the First Emperor of Qin" states: 'When the stone is erected in the east of the sea, it is thought to be the east gate of Qin.' The Qujie mentioned here is Quxian. Dongdaemun, there is a mountain overseas, it was called Yuyi in ancient times, that is, the place of sunrise in ancient legends. Later, people gradually landed on the island. After all, the legend of the myth can not be traced, so it was renamed Yuzhou, also called Duzhou. These two names are both It is recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas."

No, so I never read it."

What is this kid saying around? Just refuse to admit that you have little knowledge, right? Ah Sheng sighed: "The ninth grid of the C-size book box at the back is enough."

Zhuge Liang rubbed his face, probably his teeth were still hurting, but the smile on his face could not be concealed: "Thank you Cao Zi."

"It's time to set up camp, don't get addicted." Ah Sheng shouted behind him.

"No-"

Typical coping response of a child. Ah Sheng sat back on her cushion, rubbed her temples, and smiled apologetically at Mi Zhu, "It's the first time I've taken care of a child of this age, so I made you laugh."

The more polite she was, the more anxious Mi Zhu became. The fact that Zhuge Liang wanted to take Cao Sheng as his teacher had previously been speculated by the upper-level people in Xuzhou, and they concluded that the majority of them felt that the Zhuge family wanted to cling to him.

In name, Cao Sheng is a disciple. In fact, everyone with discernment knows that this disciple is not much different from his adopted son. It was Cao Cao who asked all parties in Xuzhou to support her in order to comfort her with the emptiness below her knees.

Since it is looking for an adopted child, it is naturally the best one under the age of five, who can raise it well. But what about Zhuge Liang? He is already twelve or three years old, and in the blink of an eye, he is a 140 percent child, half an adult, and he will be able to discuss marriage in two years. This is not the right age by any means.

Therefore, everyone is waiting to see the jokes of the Zhuge family. But he didn't want to, Cao Sheng not only accepted the child, but also seemed to get along quite harmoniously.

"Are there any children of this age in Zizhong's family?" A Sheng suddenly asked, pulling Mi Zhu's thoughts back.

"Zhu's eldest son is already eight years old, but he has some talent in riding and archery, but he is not as proficient in poetry and books as the children of Zhuge's family, and he knows the past and the present."

"My brother's youngest son is named Zhang, and he is also very strong and doesn't like to read. But today is a troubled time, and heroes are born in troubled times. In the future, it may not be worse than Xiwen's children."

"How dare you compare with the son of the Cao family?" Mi Zhu said quickly, "I just hope that he can hold an official position, and he will be better than me, who implicates the lord."

This is a bit sincere. Mi Zhu has made no secret of his desire for a higher political status for the next generation.

A Sheng glanced at him and said nothing more.

The sun shines on the muddy road. This bumpy dirt road winds its way from the foot of a hill called Qushan to the seaside town of Quxian.

Because it is close to the city, the road is finally lively, there are many peasant women with baskets or hawkers carrying poles, and then there are ox carts and carriages ringing with bells.

For example, less than thirty meters away from the bonfire where Zhuge Liang's meat porridge was cooked, there was an ox cart stuck in the mud. The old ox who pulled the cart was old enough to let the whip beat him, but he couldn't use his breath.

Little Liang held the porridge bowl, doing Asian squatting beside the bonfire like the guards, at the same time, looked up from time to time to the old bullock cart that was still stuck in the middle of the road.

When he traveled with Cao Sheng just now, he thought he was a rigid and observant person who would build a table to burn incense in the wild. However... so-called idols are meant to be broken.

Idols are not only used to break, but idols can also teach bad people. Cao Zi has found a stone and learned the Hu people to sit. What's wrong with me squatting? I call it mingling with the masses.

Zhuge's cheeks were bulging, and the place just hit by his teeth was still aching because of the temperature of the meat porridge. But the taste of protein and carbohydrates drowned out the discomfort. It was probably a psychological effect. He felt that he was really greedy for meat.

When the bowl bottomed out, he scooped up another bowl for himself. And the old cow was still lying in the mud puddle blocking traffic.

Mi Zhu, who was eating next to him, couldn't stand it. "Master Zhuge, don't you send someone to help?"

After a while, he wiped his mouth and replied mercifully to Mi Zhu's words: "Why didn't the Mi family send someone to help?"

"This... Duke Zhonghua is still here..."

Mi Zhu shook his head: "Master Zhuge is really bold. I heard that lower-ranking people can't over-express in front of upper-ranking people, it will steal the reputation of nobles."

Zhuge Liang: "The first one to say this, you have already robbed the reputation of the noble, go."

Yes, Mi Zhu, who was nearly forty years old, did not win Zhuge Liang, who was almost fourteen years old, so he had to take his family and turn back to the official road.

"Then I went?"

Zhuge Liang stood like a boy seeing off guests: "You go."

Mi Zhu: ...how do I feel like I'm going to be tricked? "Did I really go?"

Zhuge Liang: "You can really go."

Mi Zhu:…

"Hahahaha." The interaction between the two made the guards of the Cao family overjoyed, "Liang Xiaolang, please don't make fun of him." They spontaneously separated four people and followed Mi Zhu Helping to push the cart on the road solved the problem that Mi Zhu was struggling with.

"One, two, push!"

"One, two, hard!"

"One, two,..."

With the sloppy "crashing" sound, the old cow was finally pushed out of the mud pit. It made a muffled "moo" from its welt-strewn nose, and swung its tail, throwing away countless spots of mud.

"It can be regarded as coming out, old man, you have to thank the Mi family."

"In the end, it's still Patriarch Mi who is kind."

"Where is it? It's all thanks to the help of Duke Zhonghua's guards..."

"Patriarch Mi, don't be polite. No matter how big the Cao family is, after all, it's from outside. Without the care of Patriarch Mi from the same town, Duke Zhonghua wouldn't have noticed the small troubles of our little people."

…

With the chatter, the originally crowded people began to move. The sun is getting better and better, shining on the wet green vegetation, and the muddy official road looks like a scar on the ground.

"Cao Zi." Zhuge Liang ran to Ah Sheng's chariot, "Look at them, they are satisfied with some small favors and gratitude towards the Mi family."

A Sheng patted his head full of narrow ideas: "What about you?"

"Oh."

"But the road has been in disrepair for a long time, and this pit has been filled in and that pit. In the end, it is Cao Zi who has the most vision and the first road construction. The people in Yangdu and Dong'an are the luckiest, The road was first repaired to their door, but their gratitude to Cao Zi is not as much as that of Mi Clan." Zhuge Liang said, and his voice lowered, "There are too many ignorant people in the world, only Xiaohui is known. I don't know how great I am, so I'm angry."

A Sheng looked at this awkward child and was once again surprised by his sharpness. "Aliang, the sun shines on all things, so the grass and trees grow, and the birds and beasts live because of it, but few people remember and appreciate it. The good deeds done for the politicians are as common as the sun and are not remembered by people. Well, that's the highest compliment."

Zhuge Liang's eyes blushed, he sniffed and wiped his face with his sleeve: "Nuo." He is from Xuzhou, and he witnessed Cao Cao's iron cavalry passing by the door of his house with his own eyes. It took a long time to heal, but when he saw the Cao family guards who were coldly treated by the villagers but still came back to pack up, his heart was sore that he wanted to cry.

Maybe it was intentional to divert the topic, Cao Sheng suddenly asked: "Aliang, you watched for a long time just now, did you notice what the old man was transporting?"

Aliang raised his head in confusion: "Firewood?"

"Yeah, half of the bullock carts and merchants who go to Quxian on this road are fuelwood." Cao Sheng looked at the city to the east, as if there was no turbulent well water. "It's really... at the seaside."

"What?"

"Nothing." Cao Sheng got out of the car, "Let's go, go and fill that hole."

“I… I am going? Or you?”

"Haha, I have something to do with my disciples."

"...Cao Zi, we are doing a business like the sun, not a trivial matter like filling a hole to cure the symptoms but not the root cause, right?"

"Aliang's words are bad. If you don't sweep a house, why sweep the world."

“…” No, I believe you are playing with me.