Three Kingdoms: Intercepting Liu Bei's forces and marrying Lady Mi.

Chen Chen's statement was an opposition to Chen Ming's viewpoint.

He believed that if handled properly, the Way of Peace would not overthrow the Han Dynasty.

Upon hearing Chen Chen's words, Chen Shi slowly opened his eyes and said seriously, "I think Yun Qing is right."

"The world is in chaos because people's hearts are in chaos; the emperor does nothing, and the people suffer."

"Those who only care about themselves and want to seize power through such means are committing suicide."

"The Han Dynasty is no longer as powerful as it used to be!"

Chen Shi's tone was very serious.

"What does Father mean?"

Chen Shi took a breath and continued, "Yun Qing is a farsighted child. No matter how this matter turns out, it was right for him to prepare in advance."

"Moreover, it's a legitimate way for him to gain fame through this opportunity."

"Go and find a way to deliver this confession to the emperor. This is Yun Qing's achievement."

Chen Chen took Deng Mao's confession and respectfully replied, "Yes, I understand."

Chen Shi's tone softened: "They are father and son in Youzhou, there's not much we can do to help them."

"But if Yun Qing is successful, this old man can still pave the way for him."

Chen Xin was demoted to Youzhou due to some incident, and his wife died on the way.

The father and son became enemies from then on, thinking they would never see each other again.

Now, with Chen Ming acting as a go-between, the father-son relationship may be repaired.

Chen Chen was very pleased to see this.

Holding the confession, Chen Chen cautiously asked, "Father, should we tell anyone else about this?"

Chen Shi shook his head: "No need, you can just hand it over to the Emperor."

After receiving the order, Chen Chen immediately set off and drove to Luoyang.

……

Wuji County, Zhongshan State.

Five days later.

Chen Ming lived in Zhen Yi's courtyard and ate and lived with Zhen Jiang.

These five days were the happiest time of Zhen Jiang's life.

Zhen Jiang, dressed in a white dress, sat in the courtyard, resting her chin on her hand and gazing into the distance, her thoughts drifting away.

She smiled, her face full of happiness, as if recalling something sweet.

There was a handkerchief in front of him, with the words Chen Ming had recited that night written on it.

Under the crescent moon, she looked haggard; I raised my cup and drank in the wind and snow.

Who overturned the cabinet of past lives, stirring up dust and trouble?

"What are you thinking about?"

Chen Ming's voice suddenly came, startling Zhen Jiang, who quickly hid her handkerchief in her sleeve.

"No...it's nothing."

Zhen Jiang panicked and didn't know what to do. Her face turned red instantly, like a ripe apple.

Chen Ming chuckled.

He loved seeing Zhen Jiang blush with embarrassment after he made her blush.

Chen Ming took two steps forward, stood in front of Zhen Jiang, and extended his hand.

"Give it to me, let me see what it is. It must be a love letter from some young master."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhen Jiang's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed, and even her neck turned red.

Chen Ming was stunned; he had guessed correctly.

"Young master...don't talk nonsense."

"I've never left this courtyard, so where did this young master come from?"

Zhen Jiang lowered her head, burying her chin almost in her chest.

Chen Ming was itching to try it.

At this moment, only Chen Ming and Zhen Jiang were in the courtyard.

The two were only about half a step apart.

Chen Ming teased Zhen Jiang, and her face immediately turned red. She put her hands behind her back, worried that the handkerchief in her sleeve would be discovered.

Chen Ming looked at the shy Zhen Jiang and felt a tickle in his heart.

Three days ago, Chen Ming met two-year-old Zhen Mi, and he was stunned.

He then realized that he had made a big mistake: the timeline was wrong.

It is now 184 years, and Zhen Mi is still a child.

He can't possibly bring a two-year-old girl home with the marriage certificate in hand.

Therefore, Chen Ming decided to let Zhen Mi stay in the Zhen family and wait for her to grow up.

When she grew up, she was definitely a beauty.

After spending a lot of time together, Zhen Jiang and Chen Ming developed feelings for each other. Chen Ming was determined to have her.

Moreover, once you get the older sister, it's only a matter of time before all the sisters in the Zhen family are taken; none of them will escape.

They are now deeply in love and it's time for them to be affectionate.

Chen Ming looked at Zhen Jiang, whose face was as red as a cherry, and couldn't help but lean over and kiss her.

Zhen Jiang was startled and stared wide-eyed at Chen Ming, who was getting closer and closer.

She forgot to dodge.

Of course, it's also possible that she never intended to dodge.

Zhen Jiang knew what was about to happen; after all, he was not young anymore and knew a thing or two about matters between men and women.

She lowered her eyes and closed them.

Her long eyelashes were still trembling, and her two hands were tightly clasped together, showing great tension, yet also a hint of anticipation.

Her hands are very soft.

It is warm and fragrant.

It carries the faint fragrance of a young girl.

Chen Ming was experienced, and Zhen Jiang was no match for him.

Despite her best efforts to evade, she was quickly and completely overwhelmed.

At that moment, she experienced a comfort she had never felt before.

"Cough, cough..."

"water……"

A series of rapid coughs and weak calls startled the two people in the courtyard.

Zhen Jiang bit her lower lip, turned around in a panic, and ran away.

Only her silhouette and a handkerchief remained where she stood.

The first time experiencing something like this, a woman is always a little shy.

Chen Ming was secretly delighted that his wish had finally come true.

She smacked her lips, savoring the aroma from before. As expected of a family renowned for its beauties, she was simply exceptional in every way except for her looks.

Chen Ming bent down and picked up the handkerchief that Zhen Jiang had dropped on the ground.

"The crescent moon hangs low, and she is withered and pale."

I raise my cup and drink in the wind and snow.

"Who overturned the cabinet of past lives, stirring up trouble in the mortal world?"

Chen Ming was stunned.

These are the lyrics to "Hair Like Snow".

How could lyrics appear in the late Eastern Han Dynasty? Even if the women of the Zhen family were all talented, it couldn't be such a coincidence. It's too much of a coincidence.

wrong!

Chen Ming suddenly remembered that on his first night in the courtyard, he had sung in the house.

He opened the window and saw Zhen Jiang.

It turns out that this girl had secretly listened to and memorized the lyrics.

Chen Ming smiled and nodded, then took the handkerchief and went back to his room.

He filled the blank spaces of the handkerchief with words.

Chen Ming walked out of the courtyard and stretched.

It was completed in five days.

With the successful cultivation of smallpox vaccine, Zhen Yi's smallpox symptoms have significantly improved.

Outside the courtyard gate, Zhang Fei and Guan Yu stood guard on either side like door gods.

With the two of them there, the entire rear area was well-protected, airtight, and provided a strong sense of security.

"Eldest brother, third brother, you've worked hard these past five days. Today you've finally succeeded."

Chen Ming said to the two of them.

"Brother Yunqing, you're too kind. Of course, we brothers should work together."

"Besides, Brother Yunqing is busy with our future. I can't help with anything else, so I can only use this little bit of force to help."

Guan Yu cupped his hands in greeting.

"Second brother is right, eldest brother is right, we swore an oath, there's no need for thanks between brothers."

"Like my eldest brother, I only have brute strength. As long as my second brother doesn't mind us causing trouble, that's fine!"

Zhang Fei smiled and scratched his head as he spoke.

Chen burst into laughter upon hearing this.

That year, Zhang Fei was eighteen years old, and Guan Yu was twenty-two years old.

They were in their prime.

Chen Ming was certain that within ten years they would become a dominant force in the world.

At that time, they will all be mighty battlefield gods.

Inside the courtyard, Zhen Yi had already woken up on his sickbed, and his mental state had clearly improved.

"Jiang'er, you and Young Master Chen have helped me these past few days. If it weren't for Young Master Chen's rescue, I would surely be dead."

Zhen Yi lay on his sickbed, his voice weak, but his gratitude was evident.

He knows his illness better than anyone, and he should be extremely grateful to be alive today in this condition.

When Zhen Jiang saw her father awaken, she was overjoyed and wept silently.

She wiped away her tears and shook her head, saying:

"No, Father."

"Young Master Chen said you will definitely recover. Your sisters are waiting for you to come home, and your mother is waiting for you too."