I heard someone shouting something in my ear. I struggled to open my eyes. A strong light shot straight into my eyes. I couldn't help but stretch out my right hand to block my eyes until my eyes could adapt to it. He realized that he was not lying on a bed at home, nor was he lying on a hospital bed. Instead, he was lying on a soft bed covered with a thin veil. At this moment, she heard a childish and awkward voice."Young Master, you're awake. That was great! I'll report to Master now." With that, he ran out of the room and went to look for the master he was talking about. Only then did I notice that there were several people standing and sitting by the bed. I looked over and couldn't help but surprise him. Why…why are these people wearing clothes from the Han Dynasty? And which voice was it at the beginning…?？Why did it sound a little strange? What…what was going on? No, no, it can't be that I've returned to ancient times, right? Heavens!
"Son, you're finally awake. It's good that you're awake. I was scared to death."
"Young Master, it's good that you're fine! You scared me just now. It's all my fault for letting Young Master ride a horse when it's raining. Otherwise, Young Master wouldn't have fallen off the horse and fainted. Sigh! It's all my fault!"
I looked up blankly and saw that the person who spoke was a young man in a black robe who was slightly plump and had an average build. The person who started talking to him was a beautiful young woman with a head full of black hair.
At this moment, my mind was blank as I lay on the bed in a daze. In the past, Da Da had been hoping that she could travel back to the real world like everyone else and show off her skills. Now, things were great. At night, she was reading the Three Kingdoms at home. In the end, she had a flying dream and suddenly came to this unfamiliar place. In her previous life, she had read a lot of miscellaneous books, including astronomy, geography, physics, chemistry, traditional culture, traditional martial arts, and so on. Although she did not ask for a deep understanding, she had a general understanding of them. Moreover, she was a Chinese medicine major. It wasn't a problem for him to take care of his health, but now that he had really returned to the past, he was reminded of his previous life....
"Son, what's wrong? Why aren't you saying anything? Don't scare me!"
A wave of anxious words pulled me back from my drifting thoughts to look at my body. I shrunk from 1.75 meters in my previous life to about 1.5 meters. I stretched out my hand to look, and my palm had become a child's small hand. I had a preliminary judgment that I was possessed. Where was this place? What was this place? A series of questions surfaced. No, he had to figure out the situation first. Therefore, Guo Yu suppressed the discomfort in his body and asked with difficulty,""Who are you? Where am I?"
"What's wrong? Tong 'er, you don't even recognize your mother?”
"My mother? Then who am I? Where is this place?"
"You're Zhao Tong, your father is Zhao Yun from Chang Shan, and I'm your mother…"
Oh, he was rich. He had actually returned to the Three Kingdoms Era. Moreover, his father was the Spear God, Zhao Yun. He was Zhao Yun's eldest son, Zhao Tong. Looking at his body, he should only be four or five years old. Liu Bei probably had not lost Jingzhou yet. However, Zhao Tong had only appeared once in the Three Kingdoms, and that was when Zhao Yun's father had passed away and reported his death to Liu Chan and Zhuge Liang. He had not shone any more. No, since God had sent me to the Three Kingdoms Era, I would let this nameless Zhao Tong shine. I would not let the name of the Spear God, Zhao Yun, fall. I secretly made up my mind. Anyway, he couldn't go back. Since he was here, he should just accept his fate and be Zhao Tong. He would live a good life here.
So, I turned to the young woman, who was my mother, Zhao Yun's wife, Ma Yunlu, and Ma Chao's sister. I smiled and pretended to be anxious."Mother, my head still hurts. I can't remember anything from the past. Please forgive me.”
"Son, don't worry. I'll get the servants to slowly tell you that you have to be careful in the future.”
"Yes, Mother. Where's my father?"
"Your father went to save the Crown Prince, Ah Dou. He should be back soon.”
His father had saved Ah Dou twice. The first time was at Changban Slope. His father had killed seven of the Cao army's million soldiers, killing 54 generals and frightening the Cao army. The other time was when Wu sent Zhou Shan to Jingzhou. With the excuse that Old Lady Sun was seriously ill, he invited Sun Shangxiang to bring Ah Dou back to Wu to visit his relatives. He wanted to kidnap Ah Dou and Liu Chan. In the end, he was rescued by his father alone from the river. From the looks of it, this should be the second time, so it should be the winter of the 16th year of Jian 'an (AD 211). Liu Bei had already marched into Xichuan, and his father had been transferred from the prefect of Guiyang to Gongan. He and Zhuge Liang stayed behind in the central camp. Later on, Pang Tong, the military counselor, would be shot to death by Zhang Ren's arrows. After that, his father, third uncle Zhang Fei, and military counselor Zhuge Liang would also support Liu Bei and march into Xichuan. I don't think I can care about that. The first thing I have to do is to familiarize myself with the surroundings and adapt to this place. Ah Dou is the same age as me, and I am 6 months older than him. In 10 years, he will be the Emperor of Shu Han. With the relationship between my father and Liu Bei, and the fact that my father has saved Ah Dou's life twice, I should build a good relationship with him as soon as possible.
As I listened to my mother's concerned words, I heard the sound of footsteps coming from the courtyard. My mother and I turned to look at the door. The door creaked open, and a majestic figure flashed in. His back was facing the sun, and his appearance couldn't be seen clearly. He was about eight feet tall, and according to my standards in my later life, he was about 1.85 meters tall. He wore a white, shiny silver armor and a silver helmet. There was a red tassel on the silver helmet, three black strands of beard under his chin, and a three-foot-long sword hanging from his ribs. His entire body was filled with experience.
"Tong 'er, how are you?"
Needless to say, the only one who could go straight into the backyard and call me "Tong 'er" without avoiding my mother was my cheap father, the Spear God of the Three Kingdoms, Zhao Yun. However, he had just possessed her, so he still had a headache. He would think about it after he recognized his father. As I spoke, my father had already reached the bed. Now I could carefully examine his appearance. In my memory, my father was just over forty years old. Because he had been wandering around, his marriage was delayed. It was only until he met my mother in the ancient city who was disguised as a man and wandered the martial arts world that he got married and gave birth to me in Xinye. His father now looked very fair and ruddy. He had a straight nose, a wide mouth, thick eyebrows, and medium-sized eyes, but they were bright when they moved. According to the judgment of the later generations, if one removed his beard, he would only look about thirty-five or thirty-six years old at first glance. No wonder when he saved Gongsun Zan twenty years ago, everyone said that he was a white-robed young man.
Father, Tong 'er is fine."
It's good that you're fine. Thank you, Mr. Zhang."
Only then did I notice that there was a Confucian scholar beside the bed. He was about 50 years old and dressed in ordinary clothes, but it was obvious that he had once been an official. At this moment, this gentleman also stood up and bowed to his father.
"General Zhao, you're too kind. A doctor has the heart of a parent. This is what I should do. It's also because your eldest young master is lucky that he managed to survive.”
"General Zhao, Eldest Young Master should be fine after a day of rest.”
"Sir, please take care. I will come to thank you another day.”
Listening to their conversation, I kept an eye on this person. I thought that after I recovered, I would definitely ask this person for advice to make up for the regret of not learning Chinese medicine in my previous life.
Then my father and mother sat down in front of my bed, looking relieved.
"Father, how is Brother Ah Dou?”
"Ah Dou is fine. I have already sent him back to the palace. He will be fine with the protection of the guards. Silly child, what's wrong today? How can you still think of your brother in such a state? Have a good rest. When you're better, I still have time to teach you and Guang 'er kung fu.”
I was worried that I wouldn't be able to learn martial arts from my father. With his words, I was relieved. I had just possessed my body, but my head hurt and my body was tired. After all, I was only five years old. When I closed my eyes, I fell asleep again.
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