The Three Kingdoms: The Oath of the Peach Garden, the Rise of the Han Dynasty

The next day, at the crack of dawn, Lü Bu prepared a carriage to take his wife to Hua Tuo's residence.

As soon as he stepped out of the mansion gate, he reined in his horse, turned back to look at his wife in the carriage with her eyes lowered, and frowned.

If word gets out that he's going to visit his offspring in such a grand manner, where will Lü Fengxian put his face?

Furthermore, it also wronged his wife!

After a moment's thought, he turned and called to the maid:

"Go, carry Lingqi to the car. Tell them... we're taking Madam and Miss out for a spring outing, and while we're at it, we'd like to ask Mr. Hua to take a look at Lingqi's health."

The maid quickly agreed and turned to hug Lü Lingqi, who was just over ten years old.

In this way, it appears that he is taking a woman to see a doctor, and no one can gossip about it.

Lu Bu's intellect was on full display!

Upon arriving at Hua Tuo's residence, in the inner hall where he took the pulse, Hua Tuo placed three fingers on Lady Yan's wrist, concentrating on the examination for a long time before slowly releasing his hand, stroking his beard, and shaking his head.

"Sir, what is the matter?" Lu Bu took a half step forward, lowering his posture as the Marquis of Jiuyuan.

"When your wife gave birth, the general was down on his luck and overworked. She also lacked proper care, resulting in severe blood and qi deficiency. Her uterus had been cold for a long time, and her health was damaged."

Hua Tuo sighed:

"Medication can help nourish the body, but as for having children... that's probably going to be difficult."

Madam Yan sat to the side, and her eyes instantly reddened after hearing the story.

While Hua Tuo went to the side room to write the prescription, she clutched Lü Bu's sleeve and whispered tears:

"My husband, it is because I am useless."

You are a hero of our time, and you cannot be without descendants.

Those beauties that Duke Jin and the Grand Commander bestowed upon you back then, you've been too busy fighting to pay attention to them lately.

Lu Bu was stunned for a moment. He looked at his wife's red eyes from crying, then glanced outside at his daughter chasing butterflies with her spear, and nodded heavily!

He was happy with these things, but...

"It's just a pity for my wife, as she was unable to give birth to our son."

He never cared about these things before, but seeing Liu Bei, Zhang Fei, and Zhao Yun all surrounded by their children, it would be a lie to say he wasn't envious.

After months of hard work, there were still no results.

"OK."

He responded in a muffled voice.

From that day on, the Lü residence became lively.

Lü Bu was a straightforward man; once he made up his mind, he didn't hesitate.

All the beauties previously bestowed upon the Duke of Jin's mansion were brought into his residence, where they indulged in nightly revelry, all with the single-minded desire to bear him a son!

He was still holding a grudge!

Set a small goal!

Huang Zhong had a son and a daughter, so Lu Bu couldn't possibly be inferior to Huang Zhong!

Lu Bu did this for a whole month!

He is very confident!

Huang Zhong is almost fifty years old. No matter how well he takes care of himself, he shouldn't be able to compare to someone who is only in his early forties!

……

When the news reached the Prince of Jin's residence, Liu Bei and Li Chang exchanged a glance and both secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

It's not that I'm hoping for anything from Lü Bu, but rather that Lü Bu is such a valiant and unparalleled figure, and his personal experiences.

Without a family and children to tie you down, you're like a rootless duckweed, making it impossible to truly put your mind at ease.

Now that he has focused his attention on his family, he is much more settled.

"Fengxian should have a son by now." Liu Bei smiled and shook his head. "Once he has one, things will be even more stable."

Li Chang nodded in agreement: "It's always a good thing that Fengxian has a descendant."

Time flew by, and midsummer arrived. There was still no news of Lü Bu, but Huang Zhong's wife had become pregnant.

Who would have known without saying a word? He's still going strong for his age!

……

One day, in the main lecture hall of the Jixia Academy's School of Mathematics, Li Chang stood in front of a wooden board, holding a charcoal pencil as he explained geometry problems.

As I was talking, I casually mentioned something:

"Back then, in the Battle of Yanmen, I used a strategy to decisively defeat the Xianbei army of 500,000. I calculated the distance, the timing, and the opportune moment for the ambush, blah blah blah..."

The students below erupted in cheers, their eyes filled with admiration.

Li Dadu's lectures are much more interesting!

Fa Zheng sat in the front row, so engrossed in his writing that he forgot to even touch his pen.

During his years at Jixia Academy, he heard countless stories of the battles, big and small, between Duke Jin and Dean Li, including the legend of the Battle of Yanmen!

The Grand Commander, with over ten thousand border troops, decisively defeated the Hu cavalry, deterring the Xianbei from advancing south for ten years.

Hearing Li Chang tell the story in person now fills me with even greater excitement.

In a corner, fifteen-year-old Zhuge Liang and Sima Yi huddled together, whispering to each other.

Zhuge Liang pursed his lips, whispering during class, his voice extremely low:

"Last time the dean talked about this battle, it was 300,000. How come it's increased by 200,000 now?"

Sima Yi also lowered his voice: "My father told me that the Xianbei only had 100,000 people back then. Where did they get 500,000 from?"

As the two were talking, Fa Zheng turned around and whispered:

"Even 100,000 is impressive enough. Which warlord in this era could defeat 100,000 barbarian cavalry with just over 10,000 border troops? Only our Grand Commander Li!"

Oh right, now he should be called Grand Commander Li, Chief Secretary of the Cabinet, Minister of Personnel and Minister of Works...

Before he could finish speaking, there was a "smack".

A blackboard eraser flew past Zhuge Liang's ear and hit Sima Yi on the head with a "thud"!

"What are you three whispering about?"

Li Chang crossed his arms and looked at the three people in the back row, "You don't listen in class and you're just gossiping, huh?"

Come here, Sima Yi, Fa Zheng, and Zhuge Liang! The three of you, come up here and solve this spatial geometry problem.

If you can't figure it out, you have to stand and listen to the lectures for a whole month.

Finally, let's evaluate the five major schools of Confucianism in the academy, from the most popular to the least popular!

Fa Zheng and Sima Yi exchanged a glance and gasped. What a terrifying punishment!

When they looked at the question more closely, they were completely baffled!

I just wrote down this problem a moment ago, and it involves three-dimensional derivation. How can I possibly calculate it in such a short time?

The two of them stood up hesitantly, their faces flushed.

Just then, Zhuge Liang stood up, bowed to Li Chang, and said, "Sir, I can understand."

He went up on stage, picked up a charcoal pencil, and quickly drew an auxiliary line on the wooden board. He then listed the formulas, as well as the positive and negative three-point systems, explaining the reasons and so on...

After a few steps of deduction, the final result was calculated!

The whole process was smooth and seamless, without any pauses!

The students in the hall were stunned, and then a buzz of discussion arose.

"That's the solution?"

"Zhuge Jun is too amazing..."

"I don't even understand this question, how did he figure it out?"

"I've only written half of it; I just finished explaining the characters!"

Everyone was shocked, but then they thought about it again and realized that it was Zhuge Liang, which seemed to make perfect sense!

Li Chang also smiled and nodded: "Very good. Xiao Liang is exceptionally talented, you should all learn from him."

Just as Zhuge Liang was about to return to his seat, a clerk rushed in from outside the hall. He looked solemn and went straight to Li Chang's side, leaned down and whispered a few words.

Li Chang's smile slowly faded, and he looked at Zhuge Liang, letting out a soft sigh.

As Zhuge Liang stood on the steps, a sudden unease struck him, and he had a very bad premonition!

He looked at Li Chang: "Sir... what's wrong?"

Li Chang looked up at him, his expression complex:

"Xiao Liang, your father... the Prefect of Taiyuan, has passed away."

With a loud "boom".

Zhuge Liang's mind went blank.

The charcoal pencil slipped from my hand, fell to the ground, and shattered into two pieces with a "crack".

He stood there, and the world seemed to turn black and white, as if the ground was floating.

He didn't shed tears; his brain and eyes just hadn't quite processed it yet.

He cupped his hands in a respectful gesture and then silently walked towards the door.

The room fell silent instantly.

Looking at that isolated figure, Li Chang felt a surge of emotion.

It was so sudden; another familiar face has passed away.

Zhuge Gui was recruited to Bingzhou due to illness, and he lived a few more years. In the blink of an eye, he was separated from Zhuge Gui by death.

In chaotic times, human life is always so fragile.

Sometimes, I really wish this were a game, where everyone could make it to the end.

"get out of class dismissed!"

Li Chang also left the classroom, sighing softly:

"In my past life, I rarely saw my own people die in historical novels."