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Chapter Nineteen Aftermath

This is a heavy rain. It comes and goes away quickly.

When it came, there was lightning and thunder.

When it rains, the Tianhe River flows backwards.

As I walked, a rainbow shone across the sun.

It really advances like a landslide and a tsunami, and retreats like a river or sea bursting its embankments.

It rained heavily for half an hour, and Liu Xiang was also squeezed out for half an hour.

He kept thinking silently in his mind, "It's your own fault and your own inability to live. It's all your own fault. I'll never play like this again!"

When the rain stopped and the wind subsided, everyone's fear finally passed and they rushed out of the tent and shouted.

Liu Xiang also walked out. For half an hour, he was squeezed in the crowd, and his eyes turned black. He judged that he was suffering from lack of oxygen, so he quickly came out to take a breath.

Watching the rainbow passing through the sun after the rain, Liu Xiang murmured in a low voice: "The rainbow is shining through the sun, something extraordinary has happened in the world."

Before he finished speaking, his vision went dark. He couldn't hold on any longer and fell headfirst onto Cui Yi and fainted.

Everyone panicked again. In their understanding, just after the heavenly punishment passed, their lord, the great alchemist Liu Xiang, fainted.

This made them think wrong again.

Give it a try.

Their lord first cured the plague, and then refined the plague-repelling elixir. When the elixir was completed, heaven's punishment came, but the lord was not afraid in the face of danger, and used some unknown method to conceal the secret of heaven and avoid the punishment.

After the rain, the sky cleared up and a rainbow broke through the sun, their lord muttered something (later Cui Yi added, the lord murmured: When the rainbow shines over the sun, something extraordinary happened to the master), he fainted.

This matter, no matter how you think about it, you will be wrong. How can you make people not want to be wrong?

Is this how the legends about strange people and strange things in ancient times came about?

Anyway, what happened today turned into various stories and soon spread throughout the camp.

………

Cui Yi sent Liu Xiang back to his tent and called the doctor for diagnosis and treatment.

The doctor diagnosed that there was nothing serious, but that he was a little weak. They agreed that it was caused by overwork, and Liu Jun was too tired. Cui Yi even blamed himself, saying that he had seen Liu Xiang feeling unwell in the morning, and it was all his fault for being careless.

main idea.

Everyone sighed for a while and then dispersed.

When Liu Xiang woke up, it was already noon the next day.

When he fainted yesterday, it was indeed due to lack of oxygen, and then he simply fell asleep. Since the Han Dynasty, he has not slept a single day, and he is really sleep deprived.

He stretched out and listened to the crackling of the joints all over his body. He hoped that he could grow taller, at least to seven feet five inches.

Liu Xiang is now just seven feet tall, about the same height as Boss Cao. He hopes to grow to seven feet five inches, the height of Uncle Liu Huang.

Only at that height can people praise him as "beautiful", otherwise he would only be judged as "short figure" by Cao Cao.

Of course, it would be even better if it could grow to eight feet tall and get a "brilliant" rating.

Forget about nine feet, nine feet is just over two meters, which is not in line with Liu Xiang's aesthetics.

After thinking wildly for a while and calming down, Liu Xiang cheered up and started to face a new day.

Let's go take a look at the soap. It was so messy yesterday that I didn't have time to pour it into the mold and shape it. I was afraid it would solidify in the pottery. I originally wanted to mix in some sulfur to make sulfur soap, but I couldn't make it.

The place where soap was made yesterday was not far outside Liu Xiang's tent. There is still a big tent set up in that place, and there are about a dozen guards patrolling the surrounding area.

When I approached the tent, I saw that the soap liquid was already in the mold. I counted sixty-one pieces. I guess a new mold was made later.

He reached out and touched it, but it was not completely solidified yet. Does it need such a long time to solidify? Liu Xiang was a little confused.

Cui Yi opened the door curtain, walked into the tent, and said, "Master, are you still well?"

"Don't worry, Zian. You'll feel better after some sleep. Are these made by Zian?" Liu Xiang pointed to the soap in the mold.

"Yesterday, my lord told me about the mold. I guessed that the anti-plague pill was going to be poured into the mold, so I took the decision without permission. Did Cui not spoil the pill?" Cui Yi was a little worried.

"Thanks to Zian, if it solidifies in a pottery basin, it won't look good."

Cui Yi breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as the elixir is not broken, it will be fine. I have always been worried that I did something wrong, but now I am finally relieved." After saying that, he came closer and whispered:

"My lord showed off his power yesterday, and word spread throughout the camp. Someone made a private inquiry and found out that most of the brothers in the Armored Cavalry Battalion are willing to follow my lord. There should be more than 600 people in total.

I am going to screen them and tell them the truth. I hope I can win over five or six hundred armored cavalry for my lord."

Liu Xiang frowned and said: "Without iron armor, how can we call it armored cavalry? When we pull people out of the camp, we can't take away the armor or the horses." He paused and asked again: "Zi'an, do you really have one?"

Five hundred armored cavalry?”

"Just a little more."

Liu Xiang took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and made up his mind: "Zian, if we can really win over these armored cavalry, why not use them to control the Yuyang Camp and eat the 3,500 soldiers and horses in this camp."

Cui Yi knew that he would take a big risk and bear a heavy responsibility. Once he took this step, he would never be able to look back. This was not about recruiting people to quell the Yellow Turbans, it was a rebellion!

He thought about Liu Xiang's life-saving kindness to him and the soldiers in the camp, and if he rebelled, he would rebel. Anyway, the Han Dynasty had nothing to be loyal to, and he had already become coldhearted.

Cui Yi bowed his hands and said, "Cui will carefully screen them, gather their armored cavalry, and control the Yuyang Camp for the Lord." After saying that, he left and went to various places to screen others.

Liu Xiang stopped Cui Yi and warned: "Don't be anxious, you must screen carefully, slowly draw your heart to us, and you must control the camp gate, treasury, and stables. This is the top priority.

Also, our manpower will be used for camp patrols from now on."

Cui Yi nodded: "Don't worry, my lord, I will make appropriate arrangements."

Liu Xiang thought of the fallen camp chief and asked, "Does Zi'an understand those four camp chiefs?"

"They all come from side branches and have no inheritance or their family property has declined. They never regard themselves as sons of aristocratic families. They came to the border county to join the army in order to win military glory and stand out."

Liu Xiang shook his head and said: "To prevent accidents, these people are being held separately. People who are close to them are not allowed to have contact with them for the time being."

Cui Yi was a little anxious and said quickly: "My lord, the four of them are not evil people. They have been looked after many times in the past and they are all soldiers in the army. Please my lord, let them live."

"Zi'an is worried. I have never thought of taking their lives. The four of them and those who are unwilling to follow me in the future will be temporarily detained. When the situation stabilizes, we will distribute road funds and let them go home."

"My lord is kind, I have thanked my lord on behalf of them!" Cui Yi breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew that if he wanted to do great things, he should not be merciful, but he really didn't want to kill his former lord.

Liu Xiang patted Cui Yi on the arm and comforted him, saying, "Zi'an, please be at ease. We just have different ways of doing things. We have no selfish grudges and will never intend to cause harm."

I am not a person who is greedy for power and indulges in selfish desires, but the Han Dynasty is rotten to the core.

The emperor is as high as the sky, the noble families are high in the sky, the strong and powerful dominate the place, the poor families have no place to stand, and the head of Guizhou has no food to survive.

This is not right.

Those who farm have no food to eat, those who weave have no clothes to wear, and those who build houses have no shelter.

This isn't fair.

Those at the top can only afford fine clothing and food, but at least the people should have food to eat, clothes to wear, and houses to live in, right?

But in this world, most people cannot find a way to survive.

Zian, come with me to find a new path!"

"promise!"


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