The Three Kingdoms began with self-reliance as king

Chapter 87
"Cough cough cough..."

Zhang Jiao was overjoyed and couldn't help coughing.

"Daddy!"

Zhang Ning hurriedly let go of Liu Yi and straightened Zhang Jiao's breath.

After his breath calmed down a bit, Zhang Jiao signaled to Zhang Ning that he was fine.

He shouted to Liu Yi deeply:
"Yi'er, come here, let Master take a good look at it!"

these days.

He and Zhang Ning look forward to the stars and the moon.

Finally, Liu Yi is expected to come.

His body was in dire straits, all supported by a single breath.

If Liu Yi stays in the night for a few days, I'm afraid he will die with hatred and die with regret.

He has no children under his knees, and Liu Yi, as his first apprentice, has followed him since he was a child, and he brought him up with his own hands.

Although the relationship between the two is a master-student relationship, it is better than a father-son relationship.

Deep in his heart, he always regarded Liu Yi as his own child.

Liu Yi was pulled into Zhang Jiao's room by Zhang Ning.

Immediately, the room can be smelled, full of strong smell of Chinese herbal medicine.

On the sickbed not far in front of him.

I saw a middle-aged man with pale temples, sunken eye sockets, and some bloodshot eyes.

It is not difficult to imagine that overwork has seriously overdrawn his youth and life.

His face was pale and haggard, with sunken cheeks and pale, bloodless lips.

The body is so thin that only skin and bones remain.

The whole person feels like a candle in the wind, as if a gust of wind can blow away his last vitality.

Unlike his physical state, the middle-aged man was in a full mental state at the moment.

There was a faint light flickering in the cloudy eyes.

He looked at himself kindly, lovingly, eagerly.

It's like a father looking at a child he hasn't seen for many years.

This kind of emotion from the heart does not mix too many complicated things.

Pure and straight to the heart.

An innate feeling drove him towards Zhang Jiao's sickbed.

"master!"

Liu Yi fell to his knees and cried out sincerely.

It was as if he had seen his father.

The Zhang Jiao in his memory and the Zhang Jiao he saw before his eyes.

It's just half a year later, how come he's aged like this?
The vicissitudes of the years are written on the gray-haired and old face, and the rickety body like a dead wood makes people feel sad.

An extremely uncomfortable and complicated emotion constantly emerged from the depths of his heart.

It actually made Liu Yi burst into tears.

Life is like a flower, after a short period of splendor, it will wither.

"Yi'er, get up!"

Zhang Jiao finished speaking.

Zhang Ning hurriedly helped Liu Yi up, and wiped away his tears.

"Eldest brother, you are not allowed to cry. I managed to stop myself from crying. Once you cry, I can't help crying."

These days when Zhang Jiao fell ill, she acted like a little girl in front of Zhang Jiao, constantly trying to make him happy.

At night, when no one saw her, she couldn't help crying.

Mother died early.

Since she was sensible, she and Zhang Jiao have lived together and are inseparable.

Since he was a child, he has been protecting her from the wind and rain, using his broad shoulders to support her.

Let her be carefree and be a little girl who doesn't worry about the world.

After Zhang Jiao became seriously ill, she felt that her world had collapsed from then on.

When the wind and rain come, the bird can hide in its nest.

Now that the storm in her heart is coming, she doesn't know where to hide?
"Okay, okay, I won't cry, I won't cry!"

Liu Yi can understand Zhang Ning's feelings as a child.

Her dependent father is dying, and she will be left alone and alone.

His already fragile heart was easily infected by him.

Zhang Jiao gave Zhang Ning a cherished look, and comforted him:
"Yes, both of you are not allowed to cry.

Birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature, so there is no need to be sad. "

After speaking, Zhang Jiao held Liu Yi's hand, his face was full of kindness.

"The other day I heard that Tang Zhou's informant had caused you to be arrested, and I couldn't sleep for the first time because of my grief for my teacher.

Fortunately, heaven has eyes, and Yi'er had to escape from birth. "

Zhang Jiao's words and demeanor came from the heart, and Liu Yi nodded silently, feeling extremely moved.

Zhang Jiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Afterwards, my teacher has heard about everything you did in Wancheng and Changshe.

If your juniors are like you, why worry about our army's failure!
It's only because of the lack of knowledge of the teachers and people that the uprising was too hasty, and the rebels fell into a situation where they were fighting on their own. "

Liu Yi hurriedly comforted:

"Master, don't blame yourself. These things are over. And it's Tang Zhou who should blame Master."

Zhang Jiao knew that he was terminally ill and could not be cured, so he waved his hand:

"As a teacher, I am struggling to survive, and my time is numbered.

I only hate that my two younger brothers are useless, and my years of hard work as a teacher will go to waste..."

Zhang Ning leaned in front of Zhang Jiao and said kindly:
"Daddy is just overworked. The doctor said that he will get better after resting for a while."

Zhang Jiao patted Zhang Ning's head lovingly:

"Ning'er, you don't need to comfort Daddy anymore!

Daddy's body is numerous. "

Parenting in a day.

Life will be full of concerns and worries about your children.

This feeling has been with him all his life, until his death.

Zhang Jiao didn't comfort Zhang Ning any more, and turned to Liu Yi and asked:
"Yi'er thinks there is still some hope for our army? I hope you answer truthfully and don't need to comfort me, teacher."

Liu Yi looked at Zhang Jiao who was about to die, and couldn't bear to hit him again.

Seeing Liu Yi's silence, Zhang Jiao already understood.

He said bitterly:

"In fact, as a teacher, I also understand that our army's general situation is over, and defeat is only a matter of time."

The major event of the uprising was his life's painstaking effort.

If it wasn't for Tang Zhou's rebellion, he might have succeeded now.

He is hopeless, but Liu Yi still has it.

Liu Yi's series of actions in Wancheng brought him many surprises and let him see that there is still a glimmer of hope for the uprising!
There was a hint of longing in his eyes.

"I heard that Yi'er led the soldiers and civilians to move to Montenegro, what plans do you have in the future?"

Hearing this, Liu Yi was taken aback.

What else can I plan?
Of course, it is to distract the attention of the court first, and wait for the end of the suppression of the Yellow Turban to develop its own strength and slow down the world.

He had nothing to hide when Zhang Jiao was about to die, and said truthfully:

"I plan to go to Montenegro to find a place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and develop my forces to strengthen myself. When the world changes, I will act according to circumstances!"

"it is good!"

A light flashed in Zhang Jiao's eyes.

The Montenegro area is located in the Taihang Mountains, and its geographical location is conducive to the Tibetan army's guerrilla attacks, but Liu Yi's approach has merit!

He no longer imagines that Liu Yi can turn the tide, lead the main force of Guangzong Yellow Turban to defeat the Han army, and lead them to overthrow the imperial court and win the final victory.

Now his greatest desire is to find a good home for Zhang Ning.

Protect her from any harm for the rest of her life.

Only then will he be able to leave this world without worries.

These days, Zhang Jiao has also looked at the map countless times, thinking about the retreat and outlet of the rebel army.

He hopes to share his suggestion with Liu Yi for reference.

"Although Taihang Mountain is good, it is not suitable for long-term development. Does Yi'er have a longer-term plan?"

Liu Yi has also thought about this problem, but the idea is not mature enough.

He thought for a moment, and Fang replied:

"To tell the truth from the master, the disciple has some immature thoughts."

(End of this chapter)