Nanyang, Wancheng.

A middle-aged man came out of the medicine shop with a solemn face and hurried to the ruined house around the corner.

"Ahem... Dad, don't grab the medicine anymore, it's useless, it's been so many years..." On

the bed lay a pale, very weak young man.

"Father will give you medicine immediately, just eat it... It will be fine..." The

middle-aged man took out a small kettle from the baggage, came to the courtyard to set it up, skillfully added the herbs one by one, and boiled them.

"Here, get up."

Half an hour later, the middle-aged man entered the door with a kettle and took out the medicine inside.

"Daddy, where's your bow?"

The young man remembers carrying his father on his back before he went out, and disappearing when he returned.

This is their family's ancestral thing, and my father also loves it very much, and he never leaves his bow on weekdays.

It can't be sold again, right?

In order to cure his illness over the years, almost everything their family could sell was sold.

"The disgust for the father is too heavy, so I put it outside, come, drink the medicine quickly."

The middle-aged man's hand feeding the medicine paused, and then pulled out a smile.

"It's Xu'er who is burdening you."

The young man drank the medicine and turned his body to the side.

"You are my son, what does not even burden!" The middle-aged man stood up suddenly, feeling that his tone was too heavy, and then said gently:

"Nanyang these people's medical skills are not good, there are wars here one after another, I heard that Luoyang is very stable, it used to be my capital city, there must be a divine healing that can cure your disease, tomorrow we will leave."

"Are we still entangled enough?"

"Enough, you don't have to worry about entanglements!"

The middle-aged man glanced at the young man, and then left with the burden and the phoenix knife.

He traveled all the way to a pledge shop, a pawnshop.

After some bargaining with the quality shopkeeper, no deal was made, and then he went to many more quality shops, and the result was the same.

"What a knife."

On the street, a general on a war horse stopped the middle-aged man.

"Since the general likes it, he can sell you at a low price."

As if seeing hope, the middle-aged man raised his head and said.

"Hahaha, General Ben likes it, but he already has a weapon at hand."

The general raised the three-pointed and two-edged knife in his hand and gestured.

"That's bothering."

"Seeing that you seem to have some courage, how about you turn to my family's Yuan Gong?"

"Thank you General for your love, there is still something important to do, take a step first."

The middle-aged man lifted his foot and left, and at this moment, he thought about agreeing.

With his martial bravery, he will definitely be able to make a lot of merits.

But his goal was Luoyang, where perhaps Langzhong could cure his son's illness.

The general looked at the man's back and shook his head.

I originally wanted to recruit a martial general for my lord, but since I didn't want to, I would forget it.

Chang'an, the Great General's Mansion.

Things in Liangzhou were calm, and Dong Yao was idle here.

Except playing games with mink cicadas and practicing martial arts all day, there is nothing else.

"Chan'er, you let me go..."

Stay for a while..."

On this day, Dong Yao came out of the mink cicada's room to support the wall.

He really couldn't stand it, or was that saying right, only tired cattle, no ploughed fields.

"Why are you still in my house?"

Dong Yao returned to the main hall and found Dong Zhuo sitting there drinking tea.

He was quite puzzled, this goods did not have his own mansion, and he stayed here every day.

"How did you do today?"

Dong Zhuo looked at Dong Yao, who seemed to be quite tired, and should have just stayed.

"You said that you have half cut off your body into the loess, why do you always worry about your grandson's bed?"

Dong Yao really can't figure it out, could it be that during the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was also a saying that old people gave birth?

He was only eighteen, no, he went down the mountain at the end of 189, when he was only eighteen, in the prime of his youth.

At the beginning of 190, he began to negotiate Dong, he was nineteen.

After going around in circles, it was the end of 191 and now it's twenty.

He was only twenty years old, and it seemed a little early to have a baby.

So every time he played a game with the mink, he was very careful not to get pregnant.

"Of course, the old man wants to hold his grandson, is that girl not good, the old man is going to the palace to find you a few..." Dong

Zhuo didn't care about Dong Yao's words at all, this is the attitude that should be between grandfather and grandson.

He couldn't enjoy the quarrel between his grandchildren before, but now he finally has a chance.

"How could she not do it..." "

Is that you not okay?"

Dong Zhuo stood up anxiously, grandson can't do it, it's more important than him can't do it!

"Don't make trouble, in another three years, definitely let you hold your great-grandson."

"Well, the old man's body is very strong, and he can afford to wait."

Finally took Dong Zhuo away, Dong Yao felt much more comfortable.

Otherwise, this old guy stays in his house every day, urging him to give birth to a son early, how can he live?

"Master, Ma Chao's kid went to the barracks to make trouble again."

When Zhang Liao came to Dong's mansion, he never understood that a proton was not honest at home.

Run to the barracks all day, either with this or with that.

He really couldn't control it, so he could only let Dong Yao come forward.

"I'll take a look."

Dong Yao happened to be tired of playing today, and he wanted to see if this Ma Chao was crazy.

To be a proton is to have the appearance of being a proton, and you want to go to the house to reveal the tiles.

I really thought that no one could cure him, not to mention him and Lv Bu, that is, to let Zhao Yun out of the horse, not also with a handle in hand.

"Let me in!"

When I came to the camp, I saw the pony shouting at the gate of the camp.

The guards also know the identity of this kid, although he is Proton, he is also Ma Teng's son.

The fathers are still stationed in Wuwei, and they are not easy to offend them.

But there are also military orders, idle people and others are not allowed to enter the barracks, then they can only stop each other.

"Ma Chao!"

Dong Yao shouted sharply, this kid's body instantly straightened, honest can't be honest.

Although Ma Chao had not fought with Dong Yao, he had also heard about the Tiger Prison.

And last time, even Mi Ge was beaten and surrendered on his knees, although he defeated Mi Ge by little, he did not dare to provoke such an existence as Dong Yao.

"Repeatedly come here to mess around, have you forgotten your identity, do you need me to remind you?"

Dong Yao was only a little bigger than Ma Chao, but his momentum crushed the other party.

"The big general, Chao was born in the army since he was a child, and he really can't hold back at home, and I hope that the big general will allow Chao to enter the camp."

Ma Chao was indeed afraid of Dong Yao, but he was even more afraid of staying at home and being lonely.

Let him raise horses in the army, it is better than at home.

"Since you want to join the camp, I can fulfill you."

As a member of the Five Tiger Generals, Ma Chao's courage naturally goes without saying.

Dong Yao also didn't want this person to be wasted, and used him as a proton just to tame him.

Now this kid sent it to the door by himself, so let's use it first.

"You say, I promise you any conditions!"

Ma Chao was very excited, and this trip did not come in vain.

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