The Duke of Shu Han began guarding Jingzhou in place of Guan Yu.

Chapter 1: Son of a Millionaire, But His Uncle is a Scoundrel
Summer of the 24th year of Jian'an.

After two years of fierce fighting, Liu Bei defeated Cao Cao and captured Hanzhong.

Subsequently, Liu Feng and Meng Da took advantage of the victory and captured the three eastern commanderies, which also succeeded.

By this time, Liu Bei's power spanned across the two provinces of Jing and Yi.

It reached its peak.

In July of that year, Liu Bei declared himself King of Hanzhong and bestowed large-scale rewards upon his meritorious officials.

On this joyous occasion, Liu Bei's honored guest, General Anhan Mi Zhu, was struck by a bolt from the blue.

It turns out that Mi Zhu's eldest son, Mi Wei, suddenly fainted and fell off his horse while riding it one day.

When I woke up, I was like a lost soul, ignoring everyone and acting like a walking corpse.

Mi Zhu searched for renowned doctors throughout Yizhou, but still could not cure him.

Finally, his younger brother, Mi Fang, who was then the "Prefect of Nanjun," sent news from Jingzhou that a renowned physician surnamed Zhang was visiting a friend in Jiangling.

At this time, Liu Bei dispatched Fei Shi, the "Prefect of Yizhou", to Jingzhou and appointed Guan Yu as General of the Vanguard.

So Mi Wei went to Jiangling with the delegation.

Not to mention how tiring the journey was.

In short, thanks to Dr. Zhang's miraculous healing skills, Mi Wei finally regained consciousness one day in late autumn.

However, Dr. Zhang probably never knew until his death that the person he had painstakingly cured had already had a completely different soul inside.

That was a young Chinese man who died in an accident more than 1,800 years later.

The past is not worth mentioning.

The key is right now—

"I am now Miwei."

"The eldest son of Mi Zhu, a wealthy man from Xuzhou."

"Because my father made a precise investment in Liu Bei, Guan Yu, and Zhang Fei in his early years, he can live a wealthy and prosperous life without ever having to fight on the battlefield."

In chaotic times, how fortunate it is to be able to live a life of ease as a rich second-generation heir.
however.

"Wrong location!"

"This isn't Chengdu, it's Jiangling!"

"It's still Jiangling during the Battle of Xiangfan!"

Mi Wei, on the verge of death, was startled awake.

Too bad!

Anyone with even a slight understanding of the Three Kingdoms period knows that during Guan Yu's northern expedition to Xiangfan, Sun Quan seized the opportunity to take over the three southern commanderies of Jingzhou.

One reason why Sun Quan's sneak attack succeeded was that Guan Yu underestimated his enemy.

Another key factor is that Mi Fang, the governor of Nan Commandery and Mi Wei's uncle, readily surrendered Jiangling City, a vital town in Jingzhou.

This incident has had a very negative impact.

On a larger scale, it interrupted the rise of Liu Bei's power, forcing him to retreat to Yizhou and making it difficult to restore the Han Dynasty.

On a smaller scale, Mi Zhu felt ashamed of his betrayal by his younger brother and died of shame and indignation not long afterward.

It truly meant, literally, that Miwei's father was killed!
Fortunately, Liu Bei was clear about his gratitude and grievances, and did not hold a grudge against Mi Zhu's descendants, treating them as kindly as before.

Historically, Mi Wei rose to the rank of Tiger General, equivalent to a 2,000-stone official, and his death can be considered a peaceful one.

But the prerequisite is that we return to Chengdu!
Mi Wei had no time to care about why his soul transfer and possession had taken several months to "load".

He knew that if he didn't leave Jiangling, this place of trouble, as soon as possible, he himself would be dragged into a pit by Mi Fang.

Why would someone who could be a respectable rich second-generation under Liu Bei choose to be a disliked traitor under Sun Quan?

Tuk Tuk.

There was a knock on the door.

Miwei immediately composed himself and lay back down.

A moment later, a middle-aged man with a round face and broad body, wearing a scholar's cap, entered the room.

Thanks to the months-long soul fusion, Miwei fully absorbed the original owner's memories and recognized the person at a glance.

It was his uncle, Mi Fang and Mi Zi Fang.

"I didn't believe it when I heard you had regained your senses, but it's true now."

Mi Fang looked at her nephew on the bed, her eyes slightly narrowed, as if observing his complexion.

"Uncle Zhong? What... what exactly happened?"

Mi Wei feigned ignorance, as if he were truly recovering from a serious illness.

"It's a long story... How are you feeling now?"

As Mi Fang spoke, she casually pulled over a reed mat and sat down on the edge of the bed with a thud.

Chairs, as they are known in later periods, did not become popular during the Han Dynasty.

The standard sitting posture for Han Chinese is to kneel with knees bent, which is called "formal sitting".

Therefore, when Mi Fang sat down, her line of sight was roughly level with that of Mi Wei on the bed.

Eyes facing each other.

From the other person's gaze, Mi Wei could easily sense a senior's concern for a junior.

However, there was also a subtle sense of apprehension.

It would be difficult for someone who is not familiar with the person to notice.

Why would he be afraid of a junior like me?
With a slight shift in his thoughts, Mi Wei responded as usual:

"It feels like I've just taken a nap." "Just a moment ago I was on horseback drawing my bow, and now I'm lying in bed... By the way, Uncle, is this really Jiangling in Nanjun?"

Mi Fang nodded slightly, extinguishing Mi Wei's last glimmer of hope.

Next, Miwei asked a series of miscellaneous questions.

The historical process has been confirmed:
Firstly, Guan Yu was besieging Xiangyang and Fancheng.

Secondly, Liu Bei had just returned to Chengdu from Hanzhong.

In other words, the three counties of Jingnan were at their most vulnerable in terms of defense.

Disaster is imminent!
So he no longer hesitated, and changed his tone:
"So it turns out I've been away from home for several months."

"The ancient sage said: 'While your parents are alive, do not travel far.' Now that you have recovered from your illness, you should return to Shu as soon as possible to avoid being branded as unfilial."

"Going back now?"

Mi Fang's round face trembled slightly.

"You've just woken up, shouldn't you rest for a while longer?"

"What if something unexpected happens on the way? How can I explain this to your father?"

"You must be filial to your father, just as I must be respectful to my brother!"

What? Mi Fang also understands brotherly love and respect?
If it weren't for Mi Wei's memories of his past life, he would have almost believed this old man's nonsense.

Seeing that one plan didn't work, he came up with another:
"To be honest, when I was in Yizhou, I heard that His Majesty intended to select talented people from the province to serve as close attendants to Crown Prince Chan."

"This is a fantastic future, and I really don't want to miss it!"

Filial piety, reputation, and career advancement.

For a scholar in the Han Dynasty, nothing was more important than this.

Mi Fang indeed hesitated.

"My lord, since the young master has such aspirations, why not grant his wish?"

A rough voice suddenly rang out.

Mi Wei looked in the direction of the sound and saw a lean man standing solemnly by the door.

The man had his hair wrapped in a black turban, wore a short shirt and trousers, and had a long sword at his waist; at first glance, he appeared to be just an ordinary samurai.

But Miwei always felt that this person's attire was a bit awkward.

Before he could think further, Mi Fang had already spoken:
"Since Lord Zhan says so too... Very well, you should go back soon, so that your brother won't worry about you every day."

"It's just that it's rare for us uncle and nephew to get together. If we separate again, who knows when we'll be able to meet again..."

After saying this, Mi Fang tilted her head back slightly and sighed, seemingly with melancholy, yet also with a sense of relief.

Miwei couldn't quite grasp the mindset of this cheap uncle.

But it doesn't matter.

As long as I can get back to Chengdu, everything will be alright!
Once he relaxed, he took another look at the man who had chimed in, "Mr. Zhan."

Upon seeing this, he finally understood why he felt awkward.

It turns out that the hair under this person's headscarf only grew to ear length, indicating that he had his hair cut before.

This is clearly not in line with the customs of the Han people in this era.

Not to mention, there were still some tattoos left on the person's neck that hadn't been completely removed.

Cut hair, tattoo.

This is a barbarian!
"He is the gatekeeper I recently recruited, whose surname is Zhan and given name is Sifu."

Seeing his curiosity, Mi Fang casually introduced him.

The gatekeeper, also known as the prefectural gatekeeper, was one of the assistant officials under the governor during the Han Dynasty.

This can be roughly understood as the head of the security guard team and the supervisor of the reception room.

The corresponding memory flashed by.

Mi Wei raised an eyebrow.

Although he was a time traveler from later generations, he had no prejudice against the distinction between Han and barbarians.

However, having inherited the original owner's memories, he knew that Mi Fang's appointment was very unusual.

Furthermore, it is not surprising that the Southern Barbarians would flock to Nanjun, which is a central hub of Jingzhou and spans both the north and south of the Yangtze River.

However, the positions of the officials under the prefect were a different matter.

These positions were usually reserved for the sons of local gentry families.

Even ordinary, respectable people might not be qualified to rise to a position.

What's more, a barbarian tribe that hasn't been fully Sinicized yet?

The Mi clan was originally a powerful family in Donghai County.

Coming from a prominent family, Mi Fang shouldn't have made such a basic mistake.

unless……

"Forget it, since we're parting ways today anyway, we'll be enemies from now on, so who cares who we use..."

……

The next day, Miwei arrived at the ferry crossing on the river.

"What did you say?"

"No boat?!"

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