Mythical Three Kingd

Three days passed, and Chen Xi finally understood the current situation. It was a broad interpretation of the Three Kingdoms period. The Yellow Turban Rebellion had just been put down, an era of heroic figures emerging. It was also an era that Chen Xi had fantasized about when he was bored in the past. After all, whether it was Zhao Zilong with his white horse and silver spear or Zhuge Kongming, whose wisdom was personified, the fans and detractors in later generations were endless. There's no way around it, there are too many Chinese people, so that's what he had to say.,“Father-in-law, seeing you so eager to leave, I presume there’s an urgent matter. This horse is a gift for you, as a means of transport. Please don’t find it wanting.” Chen Xi forced the reins into the other’s hand. He still didn’t know the other person’s name after all this time, and the other party never mentioned their own name.,Chen Xi's family was not poor; it was, in fact, a wealthy household. However, after his father Chen Luo passed away, Chen Xi fell seriously ill and spent most of the family fortune on medicine. Coupled with internal conflicts within the family, what had once been a prosperous family now found itself struggling financially.。