The Three Kingdoms: My Wife is a Great and Good Teacher

I was right next to her, why did this girl suddenly say such things? It was so embarrassing.

But after thinking about it, Liu Zhaoqing found that it seemed...it was indeed the case. What Jiao'er said was indeed correct. It seemed that all the women he met around him were...capable women?

Whether it is Sister Xuande and the others, Wenyuan Zilong, Xun Yu from Luoyang, Yuan Shao and Cao Cao, or even Lu Hong and Zhen Mi... they are all women.

It’s no wonder that Zhang Jiao would say that she is “such a graceful lady”.

However, it seems that what Zhang Jiao cares about is not finding a "graceful lady" but the "capable" that comes before it.

After thinking for a moment, Liu Zhaoqing also realized that Jiao'er had never minded having more women around him. Compared to "her husband's love", she cared more about "what her husband gets".

Although she also wanted to get more love from her lover like an ordinary woman, when she realized that the Yellow Turban Avenue would be realized in the hands of her husband, she knew better what her husband needed.

It is greater fame, greater wealth, and more outstanding people.

Therefore, when Liu Zhaoqing went to Luoyang alone, Zhang Jiao did not say a word of missing him, so that he could concentrate on gaining the reputation necessary for the rise of power in Luoyang; so when the Pingyuan County Magistrate appeared, the first thing Zhang Jiao thought of was that Sister Xuande's identity as a relative of the Han royal family and the abilities of her two younger sisters would greatly help Qingjun.

Similarly, Zhang Jiao's thoughts have not only not disappeared with Liu Zhaoqing's fame, but have become even more firm.

If Lu Hong was merely a beautiful piece of porcelain that could only bear flashy flowers, then Zhang Jiao could let Qingjun place such a piece of porcelain in the living room, but there was no need to put it in the side room.

Being an attractive servant does not require too many requirements, loyalty is enough, but to go further, Lu Hong needs to demonstrate her abilities, and now Zhang Jiao feels that she has got the answer.

"ability……"

Lv Hong pondered: "I am not a genius... I can only play musical instruments and write poems and songs..."

"As for my abilities... I only have the ordinary ability of taking care of people..."

When Zhang Jiao heard her soft words, her expression moved slightly, and at this time Liu Zhaoqing also took the quilt from Lu Hong's hand.

"Hong'er, you go and rest first. Jiao'er, let's go inside and talk. It's too cold outside."

After entering the room with Zhang Jiao, Liu Zhaoqing put the quilt on the table and then turned around and closed the door.

"Qingjun is worried that I will drive her away?" Zhang Jiao looked at Liu Zhaoqing.

Liu Zhaoqing picked up the quilt and shook it, then put it on the bed and said helplessly: "Jiao'er is certainly not that kind of person. I'm just worried that if you keep saying this, others will run away in shame."

"That sister Hong'er is actually that kind of person." Zhang Jiao said softly.

"However, Qingjun still misunderstood me. I just wanted to ask, but she didn't seem to realize that she herself had a gift from heaven."

"Heavenly gift?" Liu Zhaoqing was surprised for a moment, then suddenly realized and explained: "It's not 'Heavenly gift', it's 'Heavenly disease'."

Speaking of this, Liu Zhaoqing also remembered that one of the reasons why he agreed to let Lu Hong come to the river with him was that he wanted to take Lu Hong to Hebei to look for the Nanhua Immortal.

Then, while making the bed, Liu Zhaoqing told Zhang Jiao in detail about Lu Hong's "natural illness".

"But don't worry, Jiao'er. It seems that because of the human book, her illness has no effect on me." After Liu Zhaoqing finished speaking, he made the quilt.

"And speaking of this, has Jiao'er met that old immortal again in this month?" Liu Zhaoqing frowned slightly.

"Even the master of the world, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, Liu Hong, cannot cure this 'natural disease'. I think only immortals can cure this disease."

"I also often inquire about Nanhua's news, but..." Zhang Jiao shook her head: "...I haven't gotten any useful clues about him."

Liu Zhaoqing was also expecting this answer, so he just showed regret on his face. It seemed that he would have to slowly look for the answer.

But unexpectedly, Zhang Jiao said at this time: "But that sister Hong'er. I think it is indeed not a 'natural disease'."

"No?" Liu Zhaoqing looked at Zhang Jiao.

Jiao'er nodded slightly and continued, "I can sense that there is a power in his body that is the same as mine."

"That is the power called 'Heaven and Earth'."

"To put it simply, it is the ability to communicate between heaven and earth. As Qingjun has seen before, I can also use this ability to change the phenomena of heaven and earth, call the wind and rain, and even summon the yellow sky thunder." Zhang Jiao looked at Liu Zhaoqing.

Liu Zhaoqing was stunned for a moment, then understood something: "You mean, Hong'er's ability... to make plants grow and turn living things into plants, is also the power of heaven and earth?"

"It can transform living things into plants and make them grow..." Zhang Jiao murmured, "So this is the ability? That's what I guessed."

"Qingjun, think about it, this ability can only be achieved by communicating with heaven and earth. Otherwise, how can plants grow against the laws of heaven and earth?"

Liu Zhaoqing was surprised: "So... Hong'er is indeed not a 'natural disease', but a gift from heaven. Or to be more precise, it is a 'gift from heaven' that goes beyond... 'the word 'heaven'."

"That's right." Zhang Jiao nodded. "The ability to communicate with heaven and earth is usually only something that divine beasts or beings of equal stature can do."

"The ability and method to communicate with heaven and earth are recorded in Taiping Yaoshu, but it only records the ability of 'Huangtian' that I can use."

Zhang Jiao continued, "Sister Hong'er is just a mortal. She doesn't have a divine item like the Taiping Sutra, so she naturally can't control the god-like gift from heaven, which is why she turned into that kind of 'natural disease'."

"What she needs is not 'treatment' but 'adaptation'."

"As for how to adapt, I can only give her my experience in adapting to 'Huang Tian'. As for how she should adapt to 'Cao Mu', it can only be done by herself, or Qing Jun can help."

He had never thought that Lu Hong's disease was not a congenital one. Now Zhang Jiao's words made him suddenly enlightened.

After pondering for a moment, Liu Zhaoqing murmured, "So, if Hong'er can adapt to her abilities, she can not only kill enemies on the battlefield, but can even change the landscape, turning wasteland into fertile soil, or speeding up the growth of crops and producing a good harvest. This ability is just like..."

...the god of plants and trees.

Liu Zhaoqing opened his mouth in shock. Now he understood why Jiao'er said that it was actually comparable to the god-like Tianci.

Wait, ability...

Liu Zhaoqing looked at Zhang Jiao, and Zhang Jiao smiled when she saw his expression. She knew that Qingjun already knew the reason why she asked him that question. In fact, she didn't think that Lv Hong was a vase at all. After sensing that there was that ability in Lv Hong's body, Zhang Jiao understood one thing:

"Qingjun, you must not let her escape. She is worth a million catties of gold and tens of thousands of stones of grain."

Liu Zhaoqing also laughed at his wife's smile. He cleared his throat a little embarrassedly and said, "That's definitely not the case."

Fortunately, Zhang Jiao reminded him, otherwise Liu Zhaoqing would not have realized that Lu Hong’s ability actually has a very high upper limit and is very suitable for his current situation.

Afterwards, Liu Zhaoqing talked to Zhang Jiao about what he was going to do in Changping in the future. Zhang Jiao also expressed her own ideas and made some appropriate "patches" to Liu Zhaoqing's plan.

For example, regarding the reconstruction of buildings in the city, Liu Zhaoqing originally planned to rebuild the same buildings on the original foundation, but Zhang Jiao reminded Liu Zhaoqing that he could take this opportunity to make a better plan.

In Pingyuan, the Zuimengdie Theater was designed by Liu Zhaoqing, who was able to think beyond ordinary people's imagination and think of things that many people could not think of.

Moreover, Liu Zhaoqing is not the kind of stubborn and conceited person. He will express his ideas and then discuss with the builders of the building whether it is feasible.

Although Liu Zhaoqing has never done anything like urban planning, Zhang Jiao's suggestion is very useful. He can indeed make a more reasonable plan, divide the city into several different functional areas, and manage the new Changping more efficiently.

Then, Liu Zhaoqing talked to Zhang Jiao about her surgery in the past month and what happened on the road, and Zhang Jiao answered patiently.

It was late at night and the weather in the northern part of the Great Wall was very cold.

As they were chatting, Liu Zhaoqing felt chilly. Seeing this, Zhang Jiao suggested that they go to bed and rest.

After nodding, Liu Zhaoqing and his wife crawled into bed together, and he no longer had the heart to continue talking about business.

"Jiao'er..."

In the darkness, Liu Zhaoqing called Zhang Jiao's name softly, and received a gentle "hmm".

The sandstorms outside the Great Wall were beating against the earth violently, and the whistling sound was heard continuously. The moonlight, as white as jade, flickered behind the dark clouds. I don’t know how long the whistling lasted. In the dark night, a huge amount of sandstorms finally rolled up a tornado and scattered towards the bright white moon.

Tomorrow the ground of Changping City will need to be cleaned again.

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The next morning, when Liu Zhaoqing opened his eyes, he found that Zhang Jiao was not beside him.

Then he looked at the bed and found that the quilt had been changed. Realizing how strong the wind and sand outside the window were last night, Liu Zhaoqing felt a little worried.

At this moment, the door was gently pushed open, and Zhang Jiao walked in, holding a small bowl containing a bowl of red date soup.

"Qingjun is awake?" Zhang Jiao was surprised when she looked up and saw Liu Zhaoqing waking up.

Then, after seeing his naked upper body, her cheeks also blushed slightly.

"Um, Jiao'er, will anything happen?"

"What?" Zhang Jiao didn't understand for a moment, and was confused after putting down the bowl.

"It was just that the sandstorm was too strong last night..."

Zhang Jiao's face turned red again, and she rarely showed a coquettish look and glared at Liu Zhaoqing, which made Liu Zhaoqing smile happily. She was rational and not arrogant, which had always been the reason why she did not give up her dream.

However, Liu Zhaoqing did not indulge in the Daughter Village. After getting dressed and washing up, he drank the red date soup prepared by his wife and left the room. Time was the most precious thing for him, and there were still many things in Changping that needed his construction.

After finding Zhang Liao who lived in another house, Liu Zhaoqing went with him to the outside of the mansion to find Zhao Yun who had also gotten up early. After organizing the team with him, everyone started a new day's work in various places in Changping City.

In the following two days, most people in Changping City were moving waste and useless bricks and stones. A small number of people, led by Zhang Liao, had returned to Jicheng to prepare to transport stones, while an even smaller number, such as my daughter and Liu Pi, went outside the city to look for prey to supplement the meals of the soldiers and the Yellow Turbans.

The day before, Liu Zhaoqing received a letter from Liu Yu. In addition to official greetings, the letter also asked him to look after Zhen Mi. Liu Zhaoqing took this opportunity to reply, complaining in his heart that Liu Yu was too honest.

At the same time, he also took this opportunity to show off his misery so that Liu Yu would give him credit so that he could buy some construction materials and daily necessities on credit. Liu Yu replied that night and agreed readily.

On the third day, Liu Zhaoqing was leading people to repair the road. Repairing the road was not difficult. Liu Pi took a hammer and could hammer a hundred feet of road flat in an hour. When encountering yellow sand weather, Zhang Jiao only needed to wave her hand and the sand would be cleared out of Changping.

When Liu Zhaoqing began to experience the true "God-given change in life", a problem that had not yet arrived but had to be solved began to trouble him.

"Qingjun." On the city wall, Zhang Jiao's voice came from behind Liu Zhaoqing.

"Jiao'er? Why are you here?" Liu Zhaoqing turned around and asked in surprise.

"I came to tell Qingjun that Bocai and the others have already started growing vegetables and fruits. Once the straw mats and soil for the 'greenhouse' that Qingjun mentioned are ready, I won't have to come here to clear away the sand and dust all the time."

"Did it go so well?"

"Yes, Qingjun always comes up with some great ideas." Zhang Jiao smiled, then nodded in praise, "This 'greenhouse' thing is also an invention that benefits all people."

Liu Zhaoqing nodded, but seemed a little absent-minded, and Zhang Jiao naturally noticed it.

"What is Qingjun worried about?" Zhang Jiao asked puzzledly.

After a moment of silence, Liu Zhaoqing asked, "Jiao'er, what do you think we are lacking now?"

After thinking for a while, Zhang Jiao said: "Now we have water and food, as well as brave soldiers and fearless generals."

"Although we are short of money now, Qingjun is definitely not worried about that, so the only thing we are worried about is... population."

Zhang Jiao looked back at the huge but desolate Changping City: "A city without civilians can only be called a military fortress."

"Qing Jun wants to build his own power, but the current situation is equivalent to us serving as border generals for Youzhou Mu."

After a moment of silence, Liu Zhaoqing sighed: "The one who understands me is my wife."

This is the reason and the truth. Liu Zhaoqing understands it but cannot change it.

"I can go to Lord Bo'an to buy building materials, seeds, or silk on credit, or even borrow money directly, but... I can't borrow people."

"Let's not talk about the future. After the basic needs of Changping are met, what it needs most is population. But just like what Lord Bo'an said to me before, not many people are willing to come to Youzhou, let alone here."

Liu Zhaoqing was both helpless and distressed: "Now, your husband can only leave it to fate."

After she finished speaking, Zhang Jiao smiled: "Qingjun, do you still remember Zhou Cang whom I mentioned when I came here?"

"Zhou Cang? Remember, wasn't she transporting our money? And it's been three or four days, so she should be here, right?" Liu Zhaoqing asked doubtfully.

"Actually, I deceived Qingjun." Zhang Jiao suddenly said.

"what?"

"Zhou Cang is not just transporting our money. She and Deng Mao and others are escorting more important things."

"more important?"

"Yes." Zhang Jiao nodded, then walked to the city wall and looked into the distance. "I just felt the Taiping Art flashing. It should be that Zhou Cang and other Yellow Turban generals who have established contact with it are not far away. In other words... the more important thing is coming soon."

As she spoke, Zhang Jiao saw a black dot suddenly appear in the distance, and her eyes lit up immediately. She turned around and said, "Qingjun, come here quickly."

Liu Zhaoqing walked forward and came to Zhang Jiao's side, and then saw a little bit of black in the distance where his eyes were looking.

Then came a large group of small black dots, small black dots coming towards this side.

"Those are..." Liu Zhaoqing couldn't see clearly.

At this time, Zhang Jiao raised her hands, crossed them in front of her chest, and closed her eyes.

The next second, the yellow sand in the sky ahead all flew to both sides, and a very long and quiet space with only a refreshing cool breeze appeared on the avenue in front of Changping. Without the yellow sand blocking his vision, Liu Zhaoqing could see clearly.

At the end of the space, those black spots turned out to be people!

A large number of people were walking towards this side, in groups of three or five, men and women, old and young, almost all of them were ordinary people with their families.

"This is the surprise I brought for Qingjun." Zhang Jiao said softly after opening her eyes and looking into the distance.

"Five thousand Yellow Turbans are the greatest achievement of our preaching over the past month."

Chapter 162: Rebuilding Changping, First Encounter with Foreigners

All the busy people, including Baoer Liu Pibocai who were preparing to build a simple earthen shed, were summoned to the city gate.