“Uncle Mason, please rest assured, I will keep a close eye on the young master—yes, a very close eye on the young lord. If anything seems off, I will report to you immediately.” The servant agreed repeatedly, and Steward Mason finally let out a slight sigh of relief, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked forward, pondering in his heart: if the young lord’s illness keeps acting up unpredictably, that would be truly troublesome. After much thought, Steward Mason decided to go before the old master’s spirit and pray for his blessing, hoping the young master would not have to suffer any longer.

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　　Originally sitting upright and proper, Peter Brooks now slumped on the couch like a pile of mud, rolling his eyes weakly. Generally speaking, people who transmigrate at least get some kind of cheat, and Peter Brooks felt quite lucky—after arriving in this frail little body, his memory seemed to have become extraordinary. He could recall even the contents of his elementary school Chinese textbooks as if he had just read them. For example, Lesson 18, “Premier Zhou’s Pajamas,” from the fifth-grade textbook, and Lesson 7, “Einstein as a Child,” from the fourth-grade book. Even the slogans from “Selected Works of Mao Zedong” that he read during his time in the company were still fresh in his mind... Of course, the medical texts he had been familiar with since childhood could be recited backwards with his eyes closed. If Peter Brooks just studied hard for a year or two, he might become a literary youth and a literary giant of the Three Kingdoms era, and passing the imperial exam would be a breeze. The annoying thing was, this was the Three Kingdoms period, and the imperial examination system hadn’t even started yet—what a grievance...

　　But precisely because of this, he could remember the history of the person who shared his name. After all, Peter Brooks was a Three Kingdoms fan. Not to mention Three Kingdoms-themed games, he had read books like “Romance of the Three Kingdoms” and “Anti-Romance of the Three Kingdoms” several times, and even “Records of the Three Kingdoms” he had skimmed through, leaving some vague impressions.

　　He still remembered this grandson of Xu Jing, Peter Brooks, who shared his name and was said to be quite handsome and talented. Fei Hui, one of the famous ministers of Shu Han, had even praised this young man as very promising, saying he would surely become a pillar of the state.

　　However, the historical Peter Brooks, though good-looking and talented, was not at all upright in his actions. He actually teamed up with the eunuch Huang Hao to hoodwink Liu Shan, the later lord of Shu Han, monopolizing the government, and was highly favored by Liu Shan—trusted and loved deeply, wielding great power. When Peter Brooks died of illness, it was said that Liu Shan held his corpse and wailed bitterly, even more than if he had lost his own father, and even ennobled both of Peter Brooks’s sons...

　　Although he knew that Liu Shan and Peter Brooks were very close in history, the problem was that he had transmigrated, and his way of thinking was now someone else’s. In this situation, would history still repeat itself? Even if it did, was he willing to become a minor character who died young and be labeled a traitor by Chen Shou?

　　Peter Brooks considered himself an outstanding youth, shaped by the education of the new era. Although he worked in a hospital, that didn’t stop him from being a loyal member of the revolutionary military. He always harbored a deep hatred for traitorous ministers in history. Just like when he visited the Yue Fei Temple, he would rather be fined fifty yuan than miss the chance to spit ten times on the kneeling statues of Qin Hui and his wife, to express his revolutionary resolve against traitors, sycophants, and capitulationists. Because of this, he even earned the admiration of the pretty girl who went with him, along with a spontaneous kiss.

　　But now, he had transmigrated to the Three Kingdoms era, and, of all people, ended up in the body of this infamous traitor. Peter Brooks drew a dozen crosses on his chest and chanted the names of the Three Pure Ones several times. “Damn it, at least I didn’t transmigrate into the body of some perverted eunuch who lost his manhood and the duty to continue the family line. If that had happened, I’d probably just slit my throat and be done with it, rather than bear another infamous name in history.” Though he admitted his character wasn’t quite on par with Jiang Jie or Liu Hulan, he wasn’t far off, and Peter Brooks angrily slapped the hard bed and cursed.

　　It was the seventh year of Jian’an. At this time, the famous warlord of the Three Kingdoms, Cao Cao, the Grand Chancellor, had already defeated his childhood friend Yuan Shao and was now dealing with Yuan Shao’s two foolish sons, Yuan Shang and Yuan Tan, who were fighting each other, aiming to unify northern China.

　　Meanwhile, Liu Bei, Liu Xuande, had only recently fled to Liu Biao’s territory.

Chapter Seven: Peter Brooks’s Psychological Shadow

　　Hmm, speaking of Liu Xuande, one must mention Peter Brooks’s psychological journey regarding the figures of the Three Kingdoms.

　　When he was young and reading “Romance of the Three Kingdoms,” Peter Brooks was very fond of Liu Bei. But as he grew older, and after years of harsh oppression from his elders, Peter Brooks developed a strong rebellious streak and became increasingly critical of this man who used his own children as tools—a negative example if there ever was one. The more he thought about it, the more he felt this brother was the height of hypocrisy. In the Three Kingdoms, the fastest runner might be said to be Red Hare, but everyone only pays attention to animals and forgets a truly outstanding hero: Liu Bei, Liu Xuande.

　　Almost everyone who met this brother wanted to chop him up for dumpling filling, but the problem was, the man could run. Not just animals—even if you used a portal in a computer game, you couldn’t beat him. Take the incident in Xuzhou: even Guan Yu on Red Hare couldn’t catch up. You can imagine how developed Liu Bei’s leg muscles must have been.