Chapter 36 Uncle Liu, He's Drunk

"Ugh…"

Her little face wrinkled and she sighed slightly.

"Damn you, Emperor Gaozu of Han, damn you, Liu Laosan, you deserve to be abused by Xiang Yu! You deserve it..."

After thinking about it, Jianchen Matou stopped his mental activities.

The above remarks are fine. Even if Liu Bang can really read minds, it’s nothing.

if……

Shaking his head, he didn't dare to think about the consequences of continuing to curse. After all, he was quite skilled in cursing.

The fact that Liu Bang said to Xiang Yu, "Give me a share of the pie," shows how brave Xiang Yu was, unparalleled in the ages!

Yourself?

How can an eight-year-old child like me, who has never learned magic, compare with Xiang Yu?

That is definitely not possible.

Therefore,
"My dear Emperor Gaozu of Han, the founder of the Han Dynasty, the military genius can only serve under you, and the strategist is only your staff~"

"For the sake of your blood still flowing in your unworthy descendants, please be kind. I beg you, your descendant of who knows how many generations, Jian Chen~."

Oh, magician.

He said so, but Jian Tongjianchen didn't know whether he had any relationship with Liu Bang.

After all, how many years have passed~
Even if there was any, it would have been diluted long ago and there wouldn't be much left.

Besides, his surname wasn’t Liu in his previous life.

Even if he really wanted to establish a relationship with an old friend, the person he should establish a relationship with would not be Liu Bang, the first emperor of Han Dynasty.

Do you understand the value of the word "Sword Minister"?
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The Matou family residence, at the main gate of the courtyard.

Our Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu Bang, the founder of the Han Dynasty, was eating takeout.

Beef skewers, lamb skewers, pork belly, roasted chicken skin, roasted chicken, roasted duck...

And the Erguotou is not very authentic.

Soju?

Liu Bang just took a look and refused.

He didn't care whether the wine was good or not, he just wanted to taste the flavor of his own country.

As an emperor, his love for his homeland is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Therefore,
Liu San was not very happy after just arriving and receiving modern knowledge.

As for who paid for the takeaway?
The big man who paid the bill, little Sakura, was eating the skewers bite by bite with her cute face wrinkled.

What do you mean I won't eat unless my brother comes out?
What? I have to wait for my brother to come back and eat together~
What about my brother, what about me~
This,
It would be difficult to deal with servants from the lawful, neutral, or good camps.

Can,
Who is he Liu Laosan?

If Liu San couldn't even handle a child, he would have no face to live. He might as well just find a rope.

After taking out the mobile phone he had stolen from the mobile phone store and connecting to the Internet with Ying's help, Liu Laosan was squatting at the doorstep of the Matou family's house, reading a novel...

The novel's title is composed of four characters and was written by the author from his hometown.

Well, very interesting writing.

At just one glance, our Emperor Gaozu of Han, Liu San, was deeply attracted.

The title of the book is: "Romance of the Three Kingdoms".

Author——Luo Guanzhong.

Chapter 1: "The Three Heroes at the Peach Garden Banquet Become Brothers and Slay the Yellow Turban Heroes, Making Their First Merit"

Our Uncle Liu swiped his old hand and the text on the thing called a mobile phone began to change.

Drinking the wine from my hometown and feeling the exotic breeze~
After Grandpa Liu cast another layer of magic on Ying to prevent her from freezing, he began to read immersively.

But compared to the scholars of his time.

When Uncle Liu was reading, he was not very handsome, which attracted Ying's frequent attention, and her worries were dispelled a lot.

"the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero……"

That's interesting. Uncle Liu nodded. "So many things in the past and present are just jokes..."

"Hiss..." Uncle Liu smacked his lips, savoring the taste of the wine, and could not help but nodded, "Good writing, good writing.

"As the saying goes, the world will eventually unite after a long period of division, and will eventually divide after a long period of unity... Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty started an uprising by killing a white snake and unified the country. Later, Emperor Guangwu revived the country and passed it on to..."

Interesting, the beginning is magnificent.

When he saw his name appear, the smile on Uncle Liu's face became even brighter.

He was just a little confused about who Guangwu was, but he was not in a hurry and would look it up after he finished reading the novel.

then……

Then our Uncle Liu was a little bit worried about living in Bengbu, and his defense was about to be broken.

"…My luck is so bad today? I read a book about the fall of a country? This thing is number one on the recommendation list? Do the people of this country have some bad habits?"

The more doubts I have in my heart.

With patience, Uncle Liu ate the meat heartily, drank the wine in small sips, and climbed over the mountain quickly.

When he read "The notice reached Zhuo County, and a hero of Zhuo County emerged", his face showed a little satisfaction.

"That man is not very fond of reading. He is kind and gentle, speaks little, and never shows his emotions. He has great ambitions and likes to make friends with the heroes of the world. He is seven feet and five inches tall, with ears that hang down to his shoulders and hands that reach below his knees. His eyes can hold his ears. His face is as white as jade and his lips are as red as painted with fat. He is a descendant of Liu Sheng, King Jing of Zhongshan, and the great-great-grandson of Emperor Jing of Han. His surname is Liu, his name is Bei, and his courtesy name is Xuande."

Not very fond of reading?
Uncle Liu curled his lips, thinking that this man, apart from not being very good at studying, was a man who inherited the style of his great-grandfather.

However, his increasingly rosy face was obviously inconsistent with his words and actions.

"He is eight feet tall, with a leopard head and round eyes, a swallow chin and tiger whiskers, a voice like thunder, and a momentum like a galloping horse."

What a brave general!
Uncle Liu nodded slightly, then wondered, "How does he compare to my general Fan Kuai?"

"He was nine feet tall, with a beard two feet long, lips as white as rouge, phoenix eyes, long brows, and a handsome, majestic appearance."

Wow, another fierce general.

Is this kid named Liu Bei really that lucky?

Could it be the destined person?

Uncle Liu became even more drunk.

He has a good alcohol tolerance, and at the Hongmen Banquet, he could easily fight against many enemies alone.

But today, this wine from my hometown and this exotic wind are always a wonderful experience.

Uncle Liu felt a little dizzy.

"Lu Wan! Lu Wan! Where is he? Where did he go? Come and help me up. I will continue drinking when I wake up."

……

"Lu Wan, Fan Kuai, Xiao He..."

Under the moonlight, Uncle Liu staggered, his voice was low, and he suddenly laughed to himself.

"Hahahaha~"

It’s gone, it’s gone… It’s good that it’s gone!

Brothers, this time I'm the one who survives.

The longer you live, the more miserable it becomes.

The cold wind was howling and invading. Although Uncle Liu was a heroic spirit and had magic powers, he could not feel the cold physically. It was only his cold heart that made him cold.

"Grandpa, go back to your room. You've drunk too much."

A pair of white and tender little hands grabbed his trouser legs.

Looking at the face of the little girl beside his legs, Uncle Liu, who is well versed in accidents and understands human nature, can guess what Sakura is thinking even if he is drunk or thinking with his butt.

But the more you understand, the more you realize its preciousness.

"All right." Patting the little girl's head, Grandpa Liu looked up at the bright white moon and said, "You'll be able to go home soon, little girl."

As he finished speaking, the protective shield of the talisman covering the Matou family's residence began to shrink slowly but steadily.

Today people do not see the ancient times and the moon, this month once looked like the ancients.

(End of this chapter)