The Prime Minister Is Reborn: This Time I Will Live up to the Big Man

This time, he is not a fledgling Wolong, but the soul of the country who has returned from the original autumn wind of Wuzhang. In the twelfth year of Jian'an, there was a thatched cottage in Nanyang. Twenty-seven-year-old Zhuge Liang practiced the "Longzhong Duel" against Mingjun for the last time. He didn't know that a few miles away, a master and two servants were knocking on his firewood door for the third time. Little does he know that when the long night passes and the sun rises again - he will no longer be the young man with the world in mind. Because he has already died once. The autumn wind of Wuzhangyuan, the unfinished beacon smoke of the Seven-Star Lantern, the unfinished Han Dynasty... Everything ended in the twelfth year of Jianxing. And when his consciousness regained consciousness, he returned to the night before he visited the thatched cottage three times, and the touch of the bamboo slips from the Northern Expedition military tent was still on his fingertips. The script of history unfolded before his eyes again: Liu Bei's kindness, Guan Yu's arrogance, Zhang Fei's recklessness, Jingzhou, Yizhou, Jieting, Shangfang Valley... The regrets and regrets that had made him work so hard and turned into tears on "Departure" have now become the most deadly opportunities in his sleeve. In this life, Wolong came out of the mountain, no longer just for three parts of the world. He wants to—— Overcome the losses in Jingzhou, reverse the fire in Yiling, suppress the chaos in the Chaotang, change fate against the will of heaven, and conquer the Central Plains. With the wisdom of two generations as the blade and the memory of blood and tears as the armor, the most precise goal is made at every fork in the road in history. But when he really started to change history, he found that the torrent of fate was far stronger than imagined...