Eastern Han, Guanghe seventh year, March.
The world was in chaos. Hundreds of thousands of people used the Yellow Turbans as their name and wanted to overthrow the Han Dynasty.
Taiping Demonic Taoist Zhang Jiao, self-proclaimed General of Heaven Duke, bewitched the world, the sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, the year is in Jiazi, the world is auspicious.
Yanzhou County, Jibei County, Lu County.
Liu Luan's face was pale as he paced back and forth in the courtyard. From time to time, his gaze would fall on the door.
"Clang!"
With a soft sound, the door was suddenly pushed open.
A middle-aged man dressed in green with a wooden box on his back walked out of the door and sighed."Young Master is fine, but for some reason, he has been sleeping for a long time!”
"Zhongjing!"
"Zizheng, is he really not going to wake up?”Liu Luan's vision turned black as she asked while holding onto a willow tree.
Zhang Zhongjing said bitterly," King Ji Bei, we've known each other for many years. I can't bear to lie to you. Young Master must have fallen into a nightmare. He still needs to rely on himself. The Yellow Turban invasion that day must have scared him!"”
"Bastard!"
"Demonic Priest Taiping, how dare you mess up the Great Han Dynasty and blaspheme my son? Do you really think that the Marquis of the Great Han Dynasty is not angry?”Liu Luan shouted angrily.
At this moment, in the room.
Liu Xian looked at the roof, a bitter smile appearing on his lips from time to time.
It wasn't that he didn't want to wake up, but he really wasn't Liu Luan's son. He didn't know how to face Liu Luan.
Three days ago, he fell from the sky.
When the Yellow Turban Army suddenly invaded Lu County, he could only strip off the clothes of a dead man whose face was so badly mutilated that he couldn't see his face clearly and put them on himself.
At first, he didn't feel anything. Later, Liu Luan came to him and said that he was his son. Moreover, he even said that he had a birthmark on his body.
It could only be said that he really saw two identical butterflies.
He could not explain this misunderstanding to Liu Luan, so he could only pretend to be unconscious.
In the past three days, Liu Luan had invited countless doctors to treat her. She had even invited Zhang Zhongjing, who was later regarded as the Holy Doctor.
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for investing in Ran Min successfully. Calculating the host's profits!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining 80 points of strength!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Ran Min Battle Halberd!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a Vermillion Dragon Horse!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Ran Min Halberd Skill Experience!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Ran Min's calligraphy experience!”
"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Ran Min's Commander experience!”
"Ding! This investment is completed. Please continue to pay attention to the investment system information next month!”
God-level investment system.
This was a golden finger that he had activated the moment he transmigrated. He could invest in the characters of any dynasty in history, but it could only be activated once a month.
When he transmigrated, Liu Xian had a hundred gold coins on him. That hundred gold coins were the funds he invested in Ran Min.
Three days had passed since the Eastern Han Dynasty, but several years had passed since Ran Min's era.
In the past few years.
Ran Min relied on the hundred gold invested by Liu Xian to expand his own interests to the extreme.
The benefits that Liu Xian received were also extremely great. Other than the fact that he could not have a real person, he would not only receive gold and silver, but also martial strength, warhorses, weapons, and so on.
However, his era and Ran Min's world did not have any intersection, just like two parallel lines that never interfered.
"Hey, Liu Xian!"
"Since I have taken your identity, I will kill Wang Du to avenge you!”
Liu Xian felt the majestic power in his body and the experience of the halberd technique in his mind. He stood up and sighed.
In the end, he could no longer pretend to be asleep. It had been three days, and he had not eaten a single grain of rice. There was only a little water to maintain his strength. He had to face what he had to face.
"Father!"
Liu Xian pushed open the door and looked at the furious Liu Luan in the courtyard. He said in a deep voice,""There are many things that I can't remember. I'll have to trouble you to treat me!”
"Zi Zheng, you're awake?"
Liu Luan's eyes reddened. He was already 30 years old this year and only had one son, Liu Xian.
Ji Bei Wang's lineage had always been thin. He thought that he was going to have no descendants. He did not expect Liu Xian to actually wake up.
Zhang Zhongjing shook his head and looked at Liu Xian, whose face was slightly pale, and said,""Young Master, you were frightened and suffered from Agony. Perhaps you will slowly remember in the future, or perhaps you won't, but your body is fine!”
"Thank you so much!" Liu Xian bowed slightly to Zhang Zhongjing.
"I wouldn't dare!"
"Young Master is the heir of King Ji Bei's bloodline and will be the future marquis of the Great Han Dynasty. I can't accept such a heavy gift, but Young Master has been bedridden for a long time.”Zhang Zhongjing evaded Liu Xian's salute and said with a faint smile.
Liu Xian nodded. Looking at the setting sun, he asked,"Father, that day when the Yellow Turbans charged into the city, the leader called himself Wang Du. Where is this person now?”
"Wang Du? He seems to have gone to Shanyang County!"
"Zizheng, you have just recovered from your serious illness, so rest well. His Majesty has already concluded the Yellow Turban incident. The prefects of various places have already made defenses, and the Great Han royal army has also gone to various places to quell the unrest!”Liu Luan said in a deep voice.
"Father, Wang Du must die!"
"If he doesn't die, Zi Zheng won't be able to get rid of the nightmare in his heart. He won't be able to accomplish anything in this life.”Liu Xian asked.
"5,000. I have all the troops from the five counties of Ji Bei, and 2,000 cavalry!”Liu Luan said in a deep voice.
"Ji Bei Wang, Young Master is not suitable to go out!”Zhang Zhongjing frowned.
"Zhongjing!"
"Zi Zheng is the heir of Ji Bei King!"
"The burly man is in chaos. He should shoulder the responsibility of supporting the building. Since he wants to take revenge, let him go!”Liu Luan said solemnly.
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