Cao Chong was really tired when he lay on the Han collapse, not because of physical fatigue, but because of mental fatigue.

In just one night, Cao Chong's memories of thirteen years were digested, even if Cao Chong was an adult in his previous life, he could not bear it.

Cao Chong rubbed his temples, closed his eyes to rest, while thinking about how to install Cao Chong next.

I used to pretend to be a child as an adult in my life. Over time, I will inevitably be exposed, especially when I am closest to others.

In this era, they all believe in ignorance, monsters, monsters, ghosts, snakes, and gods in the past and present lives. If they are defiled as evil by them, the consequences will be unimaginable.

no!

I have to think of a way...

The golden crow gradually rose, and the morning air of Sili in June was driven by the red sun and disappeared without a trace. The sun was at noon, and the scorching sun burned the earth. While the Han was lying, Cao Chong felt the heat of the heat.

If only there was an air conditioner...

Of course, I can only think about it. Although I have traveled to a second-generation official and have wealth and prosperity, I cannot enjoy the scientific and technological achievements of the new era. Without electricity, no tap water, air conditioning, and mobile phones, Cao Chong felt uncomfortable all over.

Alas~

Since you come, you will be at ease!

It was noon at this time, and even Cao Chong, who was in the room, felt the harshness of the sun. Cao Chong got out of bed with his shoes and walked out of the room directly in his white underwear.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

Two black-armored guards outside the door, holding a ring-headed knife, were bent down to salute Cao Chong.

"Get up!" Cao Chong waved his hand. Someone suddenly saluted you. Cao Chong was really uncomfortable, but as an exploiting class, if Cao Chong wanted to survive in the Three Kingdoms, he naturally had to adapt to the respect of others.

"I don't know where the young master will go, so that I can wait for the guards!"

"Oh! I'm just bored and have nothing to do, so I can just walk around the mansion."

The two of them put away their swords and said with a flattering look on their faces, "Young Master, you have not recovered from serious injuries, so you should take a rest!"

Cao Chong shook his head, "You guys go down! I'm walking around the mansion and not leaving the mansion. Are you still afraid that I will have any danger in the mansion?"

Looking at Cao Chong's aggressive words, the two guards were speechless and had to give up their positions.

Cao Chong walked out of the bedroom with satisfaction.

The regulations of Sikong Mansion are that the foundation is six feet high, three main doors, one open door, five main halls, each wide by five. They are made of cylinder tiles, and the ridges are pressed into lions. The door posts are decorated with red and green oil, the beams and pillars are decorated with gold, and colorful flowers and plants are painted.

The main gate of Sikong Mansion is the second only to the palace gate among the house-style gates. The middle gate is not open normally, but only when people or things come out of the palace are welcomed. The left and right gates are traveling through their own family, friends and colleagues. Because the left gate is respected, the left gate is the head and wife, the legitimate children and their friends, and the remaining right gate is naturally the concubine and their friends. As for the side gate, the concubine and maid.

In addition, there is an inner courtyard in Sikong Mansion, including rockery, flowing water, strange flowers and trees, and Cao Chong is naturally also an inner courtyard.

At this moment, he was on the pavilion, looking at a pond of lotus leaves, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Young Master! I hope you will cherish your feathers and don't hurt your body."

Dong'er is no different from usual at this moment. Her delicate and cold look is discouraging. If Cao Chong hadn't remembered what happened before, he would have thought it was just a dream!

"Dong'er, come here!" Cao Chong waved to Dong'er with a smile.

"Young Master, please take good clothes and go out to enjoy the flowers."

Seeing Dong'er lowering his head and motionless, Cao Chong probably would have to be pulled back by Dong'er if he didn't agree.

Thirteen-year-old Cao Chong is about 1.6 meters tall, while Dong'er is almost 1.6 meters tall, half a head taller. Looking at his body, he probably won't even beat Dong'er.

A hero does not suffer any loss in front of him, and a good man does not fight with a woman. Cao Chong returned to the bedroom very barely. Under Dong'er's service, he wore a Confucian uniform and wore a small crown (also known as a bun-tight crown).

This is a small crown tied on the top of the head. The crown is mostly made of leather, shaped like a hand, tied on the hair bun, tied with a hairpin on its bun, and tied with a thigh on the neck.

With the short sword, a lifelike Han Dynasty student was freshly out of the pot. Cao Chong was originally a little handsome man, and now he was dressed in a dress, and even Dong'er's eyes were radiating.

"Young Master, let's eat something first before going out!"

Cao Chong refused, and Dong'er had already placed several plates of desserts and snacks on the food collapse.

In the Han Dynasty, because the economy was not particularly developed, especially in the chaotic times, it was a good thing for the people to eat enough. Generally, there were only two meals, breakfast and dinner, but this was obviously not the case for rich people. Young men like Cao Chong could eat as much as they wanted.

After eating and drinking, Dong'er let her go. When she met such a powerful maid, Cao Chong could only admit defeat.

Of course, Dong'er's identity is extraordinary. She is the daughter of a minister. Cao Chong doesn't know which one is specific. However, during the Dong Zhuo rebellion, her whole family was killed, leaving her alone to survive. She was later sold to Lefang and redeemed by Mrs. Huan.

Even so, she knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Cao Chong usually respects her very much, but just like Dong'er said she wanted to have a body before, Dong'er was actually bought by Mrs. Huan to warm her bed for Cao Chong.

But Cao Chong treats her like his sister, but now he is not good at changing immediately.

"Report, Master, Master Zhou asks for your meeting!" A young servant in green clothes crawled forward at the door and whispered.

Mr. Zhou?

Zhou Bumi!

Cao Chong's heart was filled with that as Cao Chong's best friend, the two knew each other very well. Cao Chong knew that if he could not pretend to be Cao Chong in front of Zhou Buyi, he would not be able to be in front of the treacherous hero Cao Cao.

"Come to Brother Zhou to the pavilion, I'll arrive later!" Suddenly, he turned around and faced Dong'er. "Dong'er, go and prepare some tea, I will spend this evening with Brother Zhou!"

"Here!"

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Zhou Buyi, whose courtesy name was Wenzhi, was from Chong'an, Lingling (now Hengyang County, Hunan). Liu Biao was the nephew of Liu Xian. He was a rare talent and smart person. He wrote four literary theories at the age of seventeen.

He was talented and as talented as Yang Xiu, and was jealous of Cao Cao. A seventeen-year-old boy was not a royal family and had no military power. Cao Cao was afraid that he would take over the Cao family's world. Shortly after Cao Chong's death, Cao Cao found a reason to kill him, and he died young.

"Biography of the Sages of Lingling" says: Zhou Buyi's name is Wenzhi, a native of Chang'an. He was already strange when he was young. At the age of thirteen, Cao Gong heard about it and wanted to know him. When he saw it, he immediately gave his daughter a wife and did not accept it. This shows his literary talent and passion.

Of course, even if Cao Pi pleaded for mercy, Zhou Buyi could not escape death. Cao Cao said this to Cao Pi at that time.

This person is not something you can control. In other words, Zhou Buyi is the only one who can play with your younger brother Cao Chong, and you can't play with him.

However, in this life, Cao Chong was not dead, and Zhou Buyi naturally avoided the fate of being killed.

On the pavilion, a man in brocade stood up with his head up. He held a feather fan in his hand. Although he did not wear a bachelor's crown on his head, he looked chic under his hair.

At this time, he held the black feather fan tightly, his face cold, as if he was in a state of depression, and his eyebrows could not be relieved.

Alas~

Because of his own reasons, his confidante almost lost his life. Even if no one in the Sikong Mansion causes trouble for him, he himself was frightened all day long and felt even more guilty towards Cao Chong.

Zhou Buyi's eyebrows were raised, and his god's eyes seemed to see through the sun and the moon. Humph! As for the person who was trying to murder Cang Shu, I had long suspected...

"Wenzhi, don't be fine!" Cao Chong took Dong'er and a servant and walked slowly to the pavilion.

"Cang Shu!" Zhou Buyi immediately looked up, with an ecstatic expression on his face. He actually ran down from the pavilion and held Cao Chong's wrist.

"Kura Shu, are you okay?"

Looking at Zhou Buyi, who was full of enthusiasm and care, Cao Chong also showed excitement. Cao Chong understood that from today on, I will no longer be Cao Chong in the 21st century, but Cao Chong in the 13th year of Jian'an!

"Wen Zhi, I'm fine, I'm worried about my brother!" Zhou Buyi was seventeen years old this year, and Cao Chong usually treats him like his brother.

"It's fine. Let's go to the pavilion to talk about the world and travel around the world!"

Cao Chong could only be pulled to the pavilion by Zhou Buyi. At this time, the pavilion had already been covered with deer-skinned ground, and a foot-high food collapsed on it, with a small tripod on it, and was boiling tea.

Tea began to be popularized in the Han Dynasty. Nowadays, the tea culture is quite scarce in Xudu. Dong'er doesn't understand what Cao Chong means to prepare some tea. However, the master asked that even if I didn't understand, I had to prepare it, so I cooked a cauldron of tea.

"Cang Shu, this is..." Rao is Zhou Buyi, and I don't know what Cao Chong meant.

Ahem...

How did I know that tea in the Han Dynasty was like this? In general, it was still a knowledge gap. However, since there was this arrangement, Cao Chong could only make up his words.

"Looking back to the past, my father talked about heroes by making green plums and wine. Now I have a Wenzhi Pavilion stewed tea and tasted the beauty of the tea!"

Zhou Buyi shook his head and said nothing. In his opinion, this was another casual work by his friend. After all, he was only thirteen years old and had not lost his childishness.

Zhou Buyi and Cao Chong compiled the ceremony. After performing the ceremony of the host and the guest, he both knelt on the deer-skin mat and then turned his head.

He paused his head and bowed one by nine times. That is, he kowtowed. The ancients sat on the ground, and his posture was similar to kneeling. When he walked and bowed, he took a kneeling position, first bowed to the ground, and then led to the ground, and immediately raised it. Because the time when the head touched the ground was very short, it was just a little stopped, so he was called Taishou.

After all these things, the two of them could start talking. If Cao Chong hadn't had this body memory, he would probably not know about these cumbersome etiquettes.

China is a country of etiquette, which is not understood in the 21st century, but Cao Chong, who was in the 13th year of Jian'an, truly experienced.

Among the monarchs, there is a kneeling ceremony, among the guests, there is a head-to-head ceremony, and the nine bows of the Emperor of Zhou still exist forever.

Cao Chong tidied up his clothes and knelt straight on the main seat, while Zhou Buyi was right in front of him.

"Dong'er, you go down!" Usually guests can bring attendants when they meet, but Cao Chong saw Zhou Buyi's expression and knew that he had something to discuss, so he stepped down.

"Wen Zhi, but have any important matters to discuss?"

Zhou Buyi stood up straight to show his respect for Cao Chong. His seven-foot height was converted into modern times, which is 1.75 meters tall, and Cao Chong was two heads taller.

"Cang Shu, do you want to know who harmed you and caused you to be injured by the five-step poisonous snake?"

Cao Chong was shocked and came back from time to time. Cao Chong only thought that being bitten was an accident and did not go into it. If it weren't...

Then the water here is deep! Cao Cao killed countless people, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he was a slaughter. In Xuzhou alone, hundreds of thousands of people were killed by the city, let alone Cao Cao's opponents in the past!

Cao Cao's hands were covered with blood, and naturally, they were full of enemies. If this was done by the enemy, Cao Chong still felt that it was okay, if this started within the Xiao Wall.
Chapter completed!