C1 Idiot Yinchuan

This was the first snow in five years of light and winter (AD 182). The big man, Ying Chuan County, Xu Chang City, was south of the city and in a remote corner of the white house, there was a small stone house. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy was lying on the bed, constantly moaning.

A brocade blanket embroidered with a skylark design covered the youth's body. Perhaps it was because the weather was too cold, but the youth was covered in a silk blanket. The youth's face was deathly pale, without a trace of blood.

"Cough, cough …" The teenager kept moaning.

"Young Master, you're awake!" A clear and melodious cry rang out from within the room. A young girl about the same age as the youth wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and hopped beside the youth like a cheerful little bird.

Although this wasn't the first time she had seen the scene in front of her eyes, she could only sigh in her heart. As a modern man, and a student of the History department with limitless potential, after a car accident, her soul had actually traveled to another young man called Chen Yu at the end of the Han Dynasty. What was more tragic was that this young man was actually a fool, and he was already dead.

Chen Yu lamented the injustice fate had done to her, and she had to pass through, after all, to become a rich young master, a popinjay, and now, although Chen Yu's family was also from Ying Chuan's family, no one cared about him, could it be that the heavens really wanted her to suffer here?

He had finally crossed over with great difficulty, so he couldn't just die like this. No, I want to live, I can't die! The strong sense of survival brought Chen Yu to her senses, powerlessly pointing at the rice bowl on the table in front of the bed.

"Young master, wait."

After a while, the little girl came in with an exquisite bowl in her hands. The bowl was filled with porridge and Chen Yu wanted to speak, but was powerless to do so. He opened his mouth to speak, but could only let out a hoarse gasp.

The viscous liquid was poured into Chen Yu's mouth, Chen Yu could not taste anything, but her body felt a little better, and after that, the little girl poured another bowl of the stinky soup into Chen Yu's mouth, and Chen Yu endured the stench, falling asleep once again.

"I heard you're feeling better. I came to see you." A thin young man was standing at the head of Chen Yu's bed. He was about twenty years old and wore the narrow, sleeveless, tight, and deep clothes that scholars of the Han Dynasty liked to wear. It was tied up with a ribbon, and there were beautiful white clouds painted on it, and its black eyes were sparkling with a light as clear as water.

This young man had come to see him several times already, and Chen Yu had inherited the memories of this body when he transmigrated. He knew that this young man was called Chen Feng, the grandson of the family head, among all the Chen family members, other than his sickly father, he was the best to himself.

"This is the Sage Herb Soup. I specifically requested it from the butler to help nourish your body. Quickly, drink it." Chen Feng said as he raised the bowl in his hand.

Chen Feng was intelligent since young, and his character was good and pure, valued by the family head. Everyone believed that Chen Feng would definitely shine in the future, and Chen Feng did indeed live up to his expectations. He had a great reputation in Ying Chuan, and only he could get this ginseng from the butler.

"Wen Xuan (Chen Yu), I saw your big brother Chen Qian this morning. He wasn't too happy when he heard that you were better …"

Chen Yu didn't say anything, but she let out a long sigh in her heart. In the memory of this body, this eldest brother was born as a concubine, and she was the direct descendant, and in a society where no one could support a family, it was a pity that she was originally a fool, so her father preferred her eldest brother to take over the family business. But even so, her eldest brother had always disliked her. This Big Bro couldn't wait for him to die early.

"Wen Xuan, you must be careful in the future."

"Ai!"

Chen Feng let out a long sigh and faintly said, "It's a pity that you're a fool …" Chen Feng's eyes turned red. He, this foolish nephew, was really pitiful, having lost his mother at birth, being born with a silly disposition, always being bullied by others. He could help him for a while, but he could not help him for a lifetime.

When he woke up again, it was already night. The golden candle was burning. Chen Yu opened her eyes and felt that the candle was warm. The pain in her body was much better, and she had a little strength left. With the little girl's help, Chen Yu drank another bowl of porridge. With some energy left in her body, she closed her eyes and began to think.

It had already been half a month since he teleported to the end of the Han Dynasty, and his body was slowly recovering. It seemed like he wouldn't be able to die for now, but a new danger was approaching him. According to what the little girl had said, it was only 5 years and he was very familiar with the history. Right now, it should be in AD 182, only 2 years away from the outbreak of the Yellow Turbine Intifada. Ying Chuan, on the other hand, would be affected greatly by the Yellow Turtle Intifada, and at that time, the Chen family would be in great danger.

I can't die, I want to live, I want to use my own strength to save myself. As for the Chen family, they are the family of my body, if I can save them, I must save them.

I want to live!

Chen Yu opened her eyes and once again pointed at the hot porridge on the table …

Over the next few days, Chen Yu would have to drink two big bowls of porridge every day, and Chen Feng would come visit him every two to three days. Under the meticulous care of the servant girl, Chen Yu finally recovered little by little.

A month later, Chen Yu's body finally fully recovered. He didn't say much, but Chen Feng still came to see him often. Every time he came, Chen Yu would only nod, not say anything.

Chen Yu's heart trembled. Chen Feng had treated her well from the bottom of her heart. To him, she could only feel gratitude.

The sky was blue like a blue crystal, and the snow on the ground had traces of melting.

As Chen Yu walked on the roads of Xu Chang City, her steps were light and graceful. The resplendent sunlight shone on the green tiles and red walls everywhere, and the cool wind gave him a sense of rebirth.

From afar, two young girls in blue cotton dresses were walking over. Looking at Chen Yu from afar, the two young girls couldn't help but chuckle.

"Isn't that idiot Yingchuan? Why did he come to the street? "Why did the Chen family have such a fool …"

"I heard that he only knows how to speak when he's seven. When he was twelve, he couldn't even read ten words …"

"Hehe, the Chen family is still an aristocratic family, this fool shamed their family completely …"

The voices of the two young girls entered Chen Yu's ears. Chen Yu's thoughts churned, but in the end, she calmed down. It seemed that this body of hers had really become the laughingstock of everyone. She didn't expect herself to be nicknamed Ying Chuan the Silly.

"Why did you come out? Quickly go home, or else you'll be laughed at by others." On the street, an old lady selling melon seeds kindly reminded Chen Yu. Seeing someone coming from behind Chen Yu, the old lady quickly moved away, afraid that others would see her talking to Chen Yu.

"Brother, why did you come out? Have you recovered?" His eyebrows were long and slender, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, he looked very handsome, but his brows gave off a cold feeling. He held a feather fan in his hand, and there was a jade belt around his waist.

Chen Yu raised his head. He knew that in his memory, this young master before him was his so-called big brother, Chen Qian. His illness was caused by him.

"Brother, the sky is so good, how about we go swim?" This swim of yours must be a lot better than last time. " Chen Qian said with a friendly face.

"Swimming..." Not good... "I'm so scared …" Chen Yu pretended to be an idiot.

"Hur hur, what's there to be afraid of? I'm here."

"I'm afraid …" "I'm not going …" Chen Yu said with a trembling voice.

"Humph, rotten wood cannot be carved!" "You still have a long memory. Alright, then forget it this time. However, the next time …" Chen Qian waved the feather fan in her hand, and her voice became as cold as ice.

It seemed that this so-called big brother truly had ill intentions. If he wanted his life, he had to be careful of him. Chen Yu secretly thought in her heart.

"Look, the virtuous teacher is here!"

A group of people came up to the public road in the distance. There was a person in the lead wearing a yellow daoist robe with long hair flowing down his shoulders. His head was decorated with signs of fire, and a few dozen burly men surrounded him.

The Daoist man held a plum blossom in his left hand and a white jade bottle in his right as he slowly walked down the street.

"Hmph, idiot. I don't have the time to care about you. I'm going to see the Great Virtuous Master." Chen Qian quickly ran towards the Daoist in the distance.

The streets were in a mess as countless civilians rushed in from all directions, surrounding the Daoist and then kneeling on the ground as they muttered to themselves.

"The heavens and the earth are kind-hearted. The Tao is merciful. I shall bestow rain and dew upon all living things, and pray for their blessings …" The Daoist muttered some words as he placed the Plum Blossom into the jade bottle. Then, dipping the bottle in liquid, he sprinkled it amongst the crowd.

"The Great Virtuous Master is merciful!" Great Virtuous Master is merciful! " Everyone kneeled and kowtowed, and Chen Qian even hoarsely shouted with all her might.

Great Virtuous Master? Could this be Zhang Jiao? The leader of the Yellow Gown uprising?

Zhang Jiao was a complicated person. In the first half of his life, he saved people's lives, helped them get out of trouble, but in the second half of his life, he plotted rebellion, and in the end, he even failed to save the corpse. It was he, the one who started the turmoil in the peaceful Han Dynasty, the one who caused the entire Han Dynasty to turn into a mess, the one who caused the bones of the Han Dynasty to turn white and the chickens and dogs to turn silent, he was the core of the impending earth-shaking storm.

"Idiot, hurry up and pay respects to the deities!"

Not far away, the grandma had also put away her stall. As she spoke, she ran towards where Zhang Jiao was.

Chen Yu slowly turned around. With the arrival of Zhang Jiao, he truly felt the existence of a great crisis. Would he be able to survive in this storm that was about to arrive? Would the Chen family survive?

"Great Virtuous Master!" "The great virtuous master …" The crowd burst into an uproar as the deafening cry echoed in the air …