The Restoration of the Great Qin of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 216 I hate you for being a daughter

The golden fighters are all one-to-one fighters. This is a killing weapon built by Zhang Jiao with a lot of money.It is the most solid foundation for the establishment of the Taiping Dao Kingdom.

In my mind, all kinds of thoughts are chaotic.Walking in the wind, the golden clothes are fluttering.Zhang Jiao has a touch of sadness on his body, he is high above the ground, depressed, and has been divorced from the mass base.

"Squeak."

The golden nine-section battle squeaked in his hands.Zhang Jiao's whole life was not well. The Yellow Turban Uprising swept through Bazhou all at once, and all affairs, big and small, fell on his shoulders.

The huge pressure knocked Zhang Jiao down.His body became weaker and weaker, like a candle flickering in the wind.At this moment, Zhang Jiao is like the way of peace.

The prosperity has passed, and the trend of decadence has been born.Just like the setting sun at this moment, only the afterglow is left.

Zhang Jiao's body was already overwhelmed, and it was swaying in the wind and rain.However, in the entire Yellow Turban, he couldn't find a single person who could entrust important matters.

Zhang Bao and Zhang Liang can be generals, but they cannot be the commander of an army or the king of a country.And Taipingdao, unlike others, is extremely special.

*****.

This political system appeared for the first time in the Central Plains.Zhang Jiao knew that he wanted to be the next leader.Not only the great military exploits, but also the great prestige.

With prestige as the basis and military exploits as the bargaining chip, only in this way can he succeed him and become the next Taiping Taoist leader.

"Hey."

There was a flash of bitterness in Zhang Jiao's eyes, and there was great regret in Zhang Jiao's heart.Back then, in order to promote Taiping Dao, he ran here and there, ignoring his family at all.

The child's high fever persisted, so Zhang Jiao didn't care.Wearing an old Taoist robe, he went to preach the way of peace.This trip took half a year.

The sky fails to fulfill the wishes of people, nine out of ten.

When he returned home, things had already changed.Aizi died of illness, and his wife hanged herself.There is only one seven-year-old girl left, who is fostered by Zhang Bao.

Since then, Zhang Jiao has become mad with hatred, and his xinxing has also undergone tremendous changes.The ambition to spread Taiping Dao to all parts of Kyushu has changed in vain.

Believers are spread all over the world, and their prestige is greater than that of the emperor.Instead, the heart became stronger and stronger.

……

At this moment, facing the huge mess, Zhang Jiao was exhausted physically and mentally.The beloved son is dead, and Zhang Ning is a daughter again. All the burdens can only be forced on his shoulders.

"Father."

Just when Zhang Jiao was in a trance for a while and fell into the memory and couldn't extricate himself.The crisp voice sounded in vain.A figure like the wind is arriving quickly.

"Ning'er."

The girl's eighteenth year is the golden age of a woman's life.Its skin is white and tender, and can be broken with a snap of the fingers.Curvy and well developed.

Zhang Jiao's eyes flashed, and the light in his eyes instantly turned into kindness.He stretched out his hand and stroked Zhang Ning's hair, and said after a while.

"Ning'er, what's the point of finding a father?"

Zhang Ning's eyes were reddish, with a touch of blush.Looking up at Zhang Jiao, he said, "Father, the child is fine."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiao's eyes flashed and he shook his head.He only has such a daughter, so he regards her as the jewel in his palm.

In addition, the guilt of not taking good care of him when he was young was at work.He is extremely accommodating to Zhang Ning.

"Father, how is the war going?"

Zhang Ning's voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.However, none of this can escape Zhang Jiao who is close at hand.His eyes narrowed, he took a deep look at Zhang Ning, and said.

"Changshe Bocai's army has been broken, and the three-legged power has collapsed. Besides, Lu Zhi outside the city is extremely difficult to deal with. The general situation is in decline, and there is no power to recover!"

"What's more, the Great Protector of the Western Regions is famous far and wide. This fire attack is extremely smooth. It will cut off the momentum of our army."

"The general trend has been vented, and it is bound to be uncontrollable."

Zhang Ning's eyes were bright and his teeth were bright, his red lips were slightly pursed. He pointed at the map and said, "Once the Changshe is broken, our army will be in the north, and it will solve the danger of the Han court."

"For today's plan, we should use a plan of separation. Transfer Lu Zhi away and smash the Han army outside the city. At the same time, gather the Taiping Daoists from all over the world and gather towards Julu."

"Give up the south to defend the north. Lead a large army and occupy the five prefectures of Qing, Xu, Bing, Ji, and You with a thunderous momentum. In the land of Kyushu, I occupy five of them, and it has become a ninety-five trend."

"Afterwards, the soldiers mobilized and forced the Sili, and went south to Sanfu, threatening the Han Dynasty to go south. Then our army should consolidate the territory and integrate the army. When the order is strict and the army is mighty."

"Send troops, take the strategy of uniting the north with the south!"

"hiss."

Zhang Jiao gasped, his expression a bit complicated.At this moment, he hated the sky deeply.Why Zhang Ning was born as a daughter, otherwise, his great career can be entrusted.

Zhang Ning, no matter the art of war, or the political strategy, is far beyond ordinary people.What the world doesn't know is that Zhang Jiao's every step is his plan.

"Goodness, all in your words."

"promise."

Cupping his hands towards Zhang Jiao, Zhang Ning showed a long-lost smile on his face.In an instant, the ice thawed, and it was so beautiful.

"Father."

……

"Ning'er, go down and get ready!"

"promise."

The father and daughter chatted for a while, Zhang Jiao said.With Zhang Ning around, Zhang Jiao always felt uncomfortable.He could sense that his daughter was ambitious and not an efficient one.

Zhang Liang, Zhang Bao, Zhang Ning.

At this moment, Zhang Jiao's heart was in confusion, and he really didn't know how to make a choice.Zhang Liang and Zhang Bao, although they are men, they are not the ones who do big things.

Moreover, they are only his younger brothers, not his sons.Although the blood relationship is very close, there is still a gap between the disciple and the son.

And Zhang Ning has good political and military talents.But the only thing is that she is a daughter.Once married as someone else's wife, the great inheritance will be handed over to others.

"Hey."

With a sigh, Zhang Jiao felt helpless.He knows himself well.His body has already collapsed, and at the current pace, he can't last long.

"boom."

At this moment, it is very necessary to choose a successor.As the fingers moved, Zhang Jiao's eyes flickered, and finally he slammed his fist on the table.

With a harsh voice, he said: "Ning'er, if you want to blame it, blame you for being a daughter!"

After a difficult struggle, Zhang Jiao finally made a choice.As a daughter, Zhang Ning was immediately excluded by her.

Although Zhang Jiao is ambitious and knowledgeable.However, it is still under the impact of [-] years of Confucian culture, and the idea of ​​passing on males and not females is deeply rooted.

The world must belong to the Zhang family.

His eyes were sharp, he stared at the map, and said: "Second brother, third brother, whoever wins will be the one!"

At this moment, Zhang Jiao was extremely decisive.The victor is king, this iron law is followed.Now that the world is undergoing drastic changes, the next sect leader must have great achievements in battle, enough to frighten the commanders of all ministries.

After making a decision, Zhang Jiao seemed to have been drained of energy, and suddenly became much older.The white hair on the temples grew freely, and he was one step closer to death.

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