Time traveled.
Good news:
I am the son of Liu Biao, the current governor of Jingzhou, after Liu Yu, the king of Lu Gong in the Western Han Dynasty.
In the future, he will be in charge of the eight counties of Jingxiang and Xiangzhou, with hundreds of thousands of troops on land and water, and a cloud of talents at his disposal.
Thousands of miles within the territory are purified, and the people are happy and submissive. How can it be called a prince?
Bad news:
I am the eldest son Liu Qi.
My brother Liu Cong's biological mother and brother-in-law are about to kill me.
In the north, Cao Cao is about to move south, in the east Sun Quan is eyeing him, and even the four counties of Jingnan in the south are preparing to turn their backs on him.
At this critical time of life and death, I should find the Prime Minister in advance and show him my Longzhong.
Many years later, Liu Qi, sitting on the throne, said to the audience.
"We are all members of the Han clan, and you want me to be the emperor for two days. What's wrong?"
"I have been fighting for so many years, can't I enjoy it?"
"Hey, you guys really hurt me!"
