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Chapter 1: The soul enters the end of the Han Dynasty

Next to the path, in a small wood, a ragged young man leaned against a tree and sighed to the sky. A thin old horse beside him was leisurely gnawing on the broken grass on the ground.

"What's wrong? Why did I come here? Isn't this true?"

Looking at the leisurely old horse, Yang Fan muttered with a frown.

Yang Fan just woke up, but found that he was already in this forest. He thought it was a prank by his relatives and friends, but what followed was a chaos in his mind. Countless information that did not belong to him gradually became clear in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Yang Fan was not a person from this world, but was born through his soul. He was also known as Yang Fan. He was adopted by Yang Biao, the imperial concubine of Jingzhao in the dynasty. This place was in the territory of Bingzhou. Yang Fan was appointed to Mayi County as the county magistrate by Zhang Yi, the governor of Bingzhou. The child was also in miserable. The Yang family in Huayin was a Han Dynasty clan. Yang Biao had no children. After taking Yang Fan as his adopted son, he thought he would be successful, but luck made people. As soon as Yang Biao recognized Yang Fan, he found that his wife Yuan was pregnant.

Yuan was jealous and made things difficult for Yang Fan when he was pregnant. Later, Yang Xiu was born and hated Yang Fan even more. He tried every means to kill him. Yang Biao could not bear Yang Fan being deeply persecuted, so he had to entrust Yang Fan to his friend Zhang Yi and asked Zhang Yi to get a free job in Bingzhou, so that he would not be forced by life after staying away from the Yang family. Unexpectedly, Zhang Yi was not a good person. As soon as he saw Yang Fan, he sent him to Mayi County as the county magistrate.

As Chinese, everyone knows more or less about the Three Kingdoms era. Where is Mayi? It was the northern border of the Han Dynasty, and the Xianbei people often occupied it. Isn’t the Shuofang next to Yanmen the best example. It was originally the land of the Han court, but now it is occupied by the Xianbei. Zhang Yi sent the fledgling Yang Fan to such a place. His idea was obvious and very clear.

"Zhang Yi, where did I offend you? Wouldn't it be good for you to let me be a minor official in Jinyang? Isn't it obvious that you took Yuan's benefit? If I die in the future, how can you, an old boy, face Yang Biao?"

Yang Fan pillowed his hands behind his head, leaned against the big tree, biting a broken grass in the corner of his mouth, and staring at the sky in a daze.

"Oh, what should I do? Go to work? Just this little bit of money and don't let those Hu people like wolves and tigers eat them? If you don't go, wouldn't that be disobedient? Will Zhang Yi use this to make things difficult for him? Maybe he will even get stuck and wipe me. Forget it, there must be a way before the car arrives at the mountain. Go to work first. If it doesn't work, run away. With what we have in our minds, it's good to follow Boss Cao in the future."

Yang Fan had some of the characteristics of being at ease in his bones, and soon came out of fear of unfamiliar environments, muttering in his heart, "Just treat it as a traveler."

Yang Fan could not ride a horse, but since he inherited the memory of "Yang Fan", some common and simple skills were also easily used. Yang Fan skillfully turned over and rode the old horse that could not move at any time, slowly heading towards the distance.

Bingzhou is a border state of Hanting, connecting to the Xianbei grassland, covering a wide area, but the population is too small. Along the way, Yang Fan met too many refugees. At first, he kindly took out the dry food on his body to help, but then he was scared away by the terrifying eyes of the refugees. Those people looked at themselves without looking at people, but instead made Yang Fan feel that he was looking at a piece of food, one that could move and could be eaten at any time. In the end, Yang Fan walked around as soon as he saw people and dared not get close.

Originally, Yang Fan was in a foreign land and there was no one around him to talk to. Now he was suspicious by the strange atmosphere in Bingzhou.

‘Hey, why is there someone lying there in front of you? Isn’t it dead in this cold winter?’

Yang Fan rushed to the road bored, shook his head and looked around from time to time, and saw a person lying on a small hill not far away. At first, Yang Fan didn't dare to approach, but finally couldn't help but walk slowly over the curiosity in his heart.

This man was about twenty years old, not tall, pale, his coarse linen clothes were torn, and he was stained with blood. At this time, the man was lying on the ground motionless.

'This must have been beaten, it was definitely cut by a knife'

Looking at the man's appearance, Yang Fan touched his chin and commented, and began to get entangled again.

‘Do you go and see? If this person is not dead, maybe there will be some help’

‘No, no, if this person is a bad person, wouldn’t he cause trouble if he saves him?’

Yang Fan, who was influenced by countless magical dramas and classic cases in his previous life, was immediately entangled. While hesitating, the kindness in his heart gained the upper hand. Yang Fan first reached out to explore the man's breath, then touched the main artery on the man's neck, and finally confirmed that the man was not dead, but it was almost the same.

‘You are so bad, you have to live well after you’re saved. I don’t have such kindness at all times.’

Yang Fan first took off the water bag from the saddle, fed the man a few times, then helped him to the horse's back, and rushed towards the nearest town according to the memory in his mind.

At sunset, Yang Fan finally arrived outside a town. The city was not tall, about three or four meter high and nearly three hundred meter long. There was a moat about ten meter wide by the city wall. The city gate was not very big, just five or six meter wide. The word "Yunzhong" was carved on the wall on the city gate.

‘This ancient city is just average, not as grand as those movie cities!’

Yang Fan muttered, then led his horse and walked towards the city gate.

"Stop and pay twenty coins."

Yang Fan was about to cross the suspension bridge, but was stopped by the soldiers on both sides of the suspension bridge. One of them said impatiently to Yang Fan.

"What? I'm from the countryside, don't lie to me."

Yang Fan was stunned. He didn't expect to pay for the money when entering a city? What kind of rules are there?

"Hey, you guys, you five coins per person and ten coins for livestock. This is the rule set by our Yunzhong County Master. If you don't have money, get out of here and don't stand here and get in the way."

The soldier who had just spoken immediately looked at Yang Fan with disgust.

At this time, a carriage came from a distance, followed by several well-dressed men, but the group of people walked straight into the city without paying the money. The soldiers also nodded and bowed to the other person's back.

"Hey, my bad temper, why do they get in without paying the money? What? It depends on whether the person will be able to pay the money?"

Yang Fan was stunned and then was amused by this scene, and immediately wanted to talk to the soldier.

"What? You are so naughty, who is the one who just entered? Of course, they don't have to pay the money. Pay the money quickly. If you don't pay it, get out of it. Otherwise, you will be punished for disrupting public order and have a few days of jail."

The soldier was obviously very impatient and had to draw his sword when he acted.

"Okay, I can't afford to offend me. Isn't it just twenty coins? I've given it to me."

Seeing that the soldier was about to draw his sword, Yang Fan gave up and said intimately that the hero would not suffer any loss. After cursing, he took out twenty copper coins from his arms and threw them into the wooden box next to the suspension bridge, and then led the horse in.

"Bah, what's the matter? You don't obey without moving the knife. You're talking about me, you're talking about me, what's the matter?"

The soldier spitted at Yang Fan's back and said with hatred.

After entering Yunzhong County, Yang Fan casually found a passerby, asked about the location of the clinic, and rushed to the clinic.

‘Dongdongdongdong’

When he arrived at the clinic, he saw that the door of the clinic was closed. Yang Fan stepped forward and knocked a few times. Soon, he saw a little Si open a crack in the door, looked at Yang Fan, and asked vigilantly: "What's the matter?"

"What else will happen to the clinic? Just see a doctor."

Yang Fan angrily pointed at the man on the horse's back and replied.

"Come in!"
Chapter completed!
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