Farmer of Shu Han

In fact, Sima Yi did not expect that the stone cannon that he had carefully imitated was used in actual combat for the first time, not on thieves.

Instead, it was used on Wei himself.

And it was also the founding capital of the Great Wei Dynasty, Yecheng.

Just a few stone bullets were fired, either falling on the city wall, inside the city, or outside the city.

But every one of them fell from the sky like a thunderbolt, and the sound shook the world.

Where it landed, there was nothing but dust and a big hole was smashed out.

Even if it is as thick as the city wall of Yecheng, it may not be able to stand for a long time under the impact of such powerful stone cannons.

Looking at the smoke and dust in front of him, and hearing the sound like thunder in the air, Sima Yi had seen the scene of the stone cannon being fired in the school grounds in Luoyang.

At this time, I still couldn't help but sigh:

"No wonder the thieves attack the city like splitting bamboo, and there is no one who can't break it. Once this kind of artifact is born, how can there be a strong city in the world? I'm afraid it's all like paper."

"Those who are not afraid of this thing in the world today may only be left with the natural danger of mountains and rivers."

Back in the day, Feng Zoubing invaded Anding, playing tricks on Anding's defenders like headless chickens.

This thing has taken a lot of credit.

As for Cao Zidan (that is, Cao Zhen), he was completely defeated in front of Feng Thief's new cavalry.

In the end, he vomited blood with hatred and died of depression.

Thinking of this, Sima Yi couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Whisper in a voice that only you can hear:

"Xiahou Zhongquan (i.e. Xiahouba) lost unjustly!"

The first emperor may have been too harsh on Xiahou Zhongquan.

Because not to mention Xiahou Zhongquan who was just entering the battle, even if he was not prepared, he would suffer a big loss if he was caught off guard.

Feng thief brought so many good things from his own master's sect, one can imagine how mysterious the master's sect behind him is.

Even someone as determined as Sima Yi can't help being confused at this moment:

The sect behind Feng Mingwen is so supportive of Han, is it true that the fate is still in Yan Han?

Is it possible to take what he said really: Although the Han Dynasty is an old state, its fate is restored?

Could it be that he is really acting against the sky, and it is hard to violate the will of heaven?

And when Sima Yi was full of thoughts, thinking about the destiny, Huan Fan at the top of the city had already supported the female wall with both hands, and then barely supported himself.

But seeing the envoy Huan at this time, his eyes were dull, his eyes were dull, his mouth was opened wide, and he looked like he had lost his soul.

If you observe carefully, you can also see that Huan Shijun's lower robe is swaying in a range visible to the naked eye.

Obviously, there is a high probability that there are two battles inside the robe.

Celebrities in the Great Wei Dynasty paid attention to acting elegantly and far away, profound and open-minded.

What I pursue is the kung fu of nourishing Qi without changing face when Mount Tai collapses in front of my eyes.

Why is Xia Houxuan promoted as the first of the famous metaphysics?

In addition to being one of the founders of the metaphysics of the Wei Dynasty, his appearance and demeanor are incomparable to all celebrities.

The appearance is easy to understand, and it is said that "it is as solemn as entering a temple, and people respect themselves instead of cultivating respect."

He also said: "If you enter the ancestral temple, you can read aloud, but you can see ritual instruments."

Standing side by side with Li Feng, who was also a celebrity, Xiahou Taichu was "as bright as the sun and the moon in his arms", while Li Anguo (that is, Li Feng) was "decadent like a jade mountain about to collapse."

As for Yizhi, it is even more interesting to talk about.

It is rumored that Xia Houxuan leaned on a pillar to write. It was raining heavily at that time, and suddenly a thunderbolt came down and broke the pillar.

Even Xia Houxuan's clothes were scorched, but his expression remained unchanged, and so did his books.

But the guests and attendants around him couldn't stand upright.

Its etiquette is like this, and few people in the world can match it.

As the governor of Jizhou, Huan Shijun is also a celebrity, but his mind is mostly used to compete with others. It seems that there is still a long way to go in this manner.

As for the soldiers around Huan Fan, many of them didn't have the heart to fight.

At this time, I saw the siege equipment owned by Sima Taifu, its power is almost the same as that of the thunder coming to the world.

Most of the people were already pale, and some of the new recruits who had never experienced battle had their crotches wet.

Another person couldn't hold the weapon, and fell to the ground with a "clang".

The sound of the weapon falling seemed to have awakened Huan Fan, allowing him to recover from the frightened state.

Looking at the soldiers around, there are many ugly faces, and almost everyone has a look of fear on their faces.

Huan Fan couldn't help but secretly sighed, his heart had fallen to the bottom.

He knew that this was the result of almost all the soldiers in Hebei being withdrawn when the first emperor was there.

Now these soldiers defending the city are basically recruited and put together in the past two or three years, and most of them have never been in battle.

Not to mention facing the terrifying siege equipment that is like thunder coming to the world.

Fortunately, the stone cannons under the city did not last forever.

It turned out that Sima Yi sent someone over again and shouted to the top of the city:

"Emissary Huan, have you seen it clearly? From what you've seen, Yecheng might be able to withstand the power of stone cannons?"

If it is said that Huan Fan had some luck before, at this moment, his face is ashen.

"All the generals and soldiers in the city, you have also seen that the stone cannons are powerful, and the city is broken like a broken barracks, but it is just a short time!"

"It's just that the Taifu is kind-hearted, and he doesn't want to fight with his colleagues, so as not to hurt the relatives and the others!"

"If the generals and soldiers can appreciate Tai Fu's heart of boxing, please don't make mistakes!"

"Otherwise, Grand Tutor Huairen, Shi Pao has no eyes and no righteousness!"

As soon as these words came out, even if Huan Fan was still standing at the top of the city, the defenders couldn't stop commotion.

Even the cronies around looked at Huan Fan.

But seeing that Huan Fan was staring at the stone cannon under the city, he seemed to be in a trance again and didn't speak.

Stone cannon?

Stone cannon!

Where have you heard this name?

Isn't this the legendary siege weapon of the thieves?

How could Sima Yi have such a thing?

Could it be that Sima Yi really colluded with the Xi thief?

Or has he already surrendered the West Thief?

no no no!

A gleam finally flashed in Huan Fan's heart, and something that he had almost forgotten flashed through his mind.

"No, impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Thinking of this incident, Huan Fan subconsciously wanted to deny it, and even blurted out what was in his heart.

"Emissary?"

As Huan Fan's subordinate, Si Fan was anxious when he heard Huan Fan's words, and he didn't care about the difference between the upper and lower, so he hurried forward and reminded in a low voice:

"Emissary?"

Envoy Huan, even if you don't want to, you still have to see the current situation.

The defenders all over the city, if this continues, I am afraid they will surrender before fighting.

Even if I can hold on, but tonight, I don't know how many people will run away...

well!

After being reminded by Si Fan, Huan Fan came back to his senses and looked at Si Fan: "What's the matter?"

Si Fan: ...

After thinking for a while, Si Fan opened his mouth, but he still didn't say anything, he just gestured around with his eyes.

Huan Fan knew what Si Fan wanted to say without even looking.

Huan Fan's expression was extremely gloomy, he forced a bitter smile at Si Fan, then shook his head.

Si Fan didn't understand what he meant.

I don't know what envoy Huan wants to express.

Unexpectedly, Huan Fan suddenly nodded to Si Fan again, and finally said:

"General Si, I know what you mean."

Si Fan once again: ...

At the same time, I was a little flustered, what on earth was Ambassador Huan going to say?

But seeing Huan Fan adjusted his clothes, he turned around and said to the surrounding soldiers:

"I am deeply favored by the country. Even if I know that I can't keep it, I can't give up lightly. However, I am also the parent of a Jizhou official. If I know that I can't keep it, but force the people into the flames of war, I am not worthy of being a parent."

"That's why I only ask you gentlemen to defend the city for three days. After three days, I will be doing my best. You can go or stay..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but Huan Fan couldn't go on anymore, he bowed his hands deeply to the soldiers, and then turned around and went down the wall.

All the officers and men already had the intention of surrendering, but at this moment, seeing the attitude of Huan envoy Jun, some people hesitated.

Yes, Yecheng is the capital of the Great Wei Kingdom, if they open the city and surrender like this, how can they be worthy of the court's trust?

Not to mention the Taifu under the city, that is also the Taifu of Great Wei.

Even if they were surrendered, what would the Taifu think of them?

Seeing that the soldiers were silent, Si Fan laughed instead:

"What are you worried about? Just defend the city for three days, so what's the problem?"

"We can pass the words of envoy Huan to the Taifu secretly. Since the Taifu has a benevolent heart, why not wait another three days?"

When everyone heard this, their eyes lit up.

Then someone asked with some concern:

"Is this really feasible?"

"Whether it is feasible or not, you will know after trying it. Anyway, Mr. Huan only needs us to guard it for three days."

Anyway, there is no requirement how to do it, right?

As Huan Shijun's most trusted subordinate, Si Fan felt that at this time, he should take the initiative to share his boss' worries.

Explain to everyone what Huan envoy Jun is not easy to say:

"What if the Grand Tutor agrees? Wouldn't that kill two birds with one stone?"

It can not only save the face of Huan Shijun, but also not hurt the harmony of the Tai Tuo, and at the same time wait for others, without having to face such terrifying sharp weapons.

So it should kill three birds with one stone?

Hearing what Si Fan said, everyone stopped talking.

Yes, anyway, try it, and you won't die.

But if you don't try, you may really die.

So why not give it a try?

Seeing the expressions of the crowd, Si Fan knew that most of them were moved, so he said again:

"What do you guys think about this matter? If you think it's okay, it's better to inform the Taifu as soon as possible, so as to avoid accidental injury."

After a while of silence, someone finally answered:

"Teacher is about to attack the city, and it is indeed impossible to delay."

...

At night, Si Fan came to the governor's residence again.

This time, he came quietly, deliberately avoiding everyone.

Huan Fan sat alone in front of the table and turned away everyone before meeting Si Fan.

After Si Fan came in, he saw the flickering of the candle, alternating light and dark, flickering, unable to see the expression on Envoy Huan's face clearly.

Only a faint voice came into my ears:

"What's wrong?"

Si Fan didn't try to find out what Huan Fan's face was like, but just bowed his head and replied respectfully:

"Return to Shijun, the Taifu has already agreed, you can wait for three more days."

"I mean, what does the lieutenant think about it?"

"The generals and soldiers in the army all said that the envoy loves the soldiers and officials, and is grateful for the envoy's great kindness."

Hearing this, Huan Fan's tone finally fluctuated a bit, but he could hear a sneer of disdain from his nose.

They don't need to die in battle, they will naturally say so.

But if it's the other way around, you might be "willing to go your own way".

Judging from the performance of the people in the city today, if they are really forced to defend the city, I am afraid that I will turn a blind eye to sleep.

The great general in Xuchang must have contributed to such a deviation from people's hearts!

As a clan member, assisting the government and supervising the country, the emperor and the empress dowager are all in their hands. It has only been a few years, why has it become like this?

Apart from being as stupid as a pig, Huan Fan really can't think of any other reasons to explain it.

After being silent for a long time, Si Fan only felt that the atmosphere was getting more and more depressed, and then he heard Huan Fan speak again:

"General Si?"

Si Fan quickly responded, "The end is here."

"You come forward."

Si Fan took a few more steps forward, stopped before the case, and stood with his hands down.

"How have I treated you these two years?"

Si Fan replied without hesitation:

"The villain is fortunate to be supported by the envoy, and his kindness is like reborn parents."

"That's very good." Huan Fan stared at Si Fan, and continued to ask slowly, "I just don't know if I can trust you."

"The envoy has an order, even if he goes through fire and water, he will die without saying a word!"

After hearing this, Huan Fan didn't have any fluctuations on his face, he just sighed and said:

"If all the generals in Yecheng are as loyal as you, why am I here?"

It's better for Si Fan to answer this question.

Fortunately, Huan Fanben didn't intend to tell him more, and asked:

"I asked you to gather your cronies, but have you done it?"

"Don't worry, I have summoned more than a hundred people to obey orders outside the mansion, and they are all people who are willing to die."

"good."

Huan Fan nodded and finally stood up.

The light from the candle finally illuminated his face.

But seeing Huan Fan's expression at this time, it was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, without any waves.

How could there still be the gaffe and downcast appearance during the day?

"Come with me."

In the courtyard of the Governor's Mansion, the members of the Huan family had gathered long ago, and everyone was fighting with open flames.

The two groups of people gathered together, a total of nearly 300 people, followed closely behind Huan Fan, heading northwest.

Since Cao Cao founded the country in Yecheng and expanded Yecheng to the north of Zhangshui River, Beicheng has become the most important area of ​​Yecheng.

The reason is very simple, because the center of Beicheng is the palace area at the beginning of the founding of Wei State.

To the east of the palace is Qili and the Yamen Office, the aristocratic settlement.

To the west of the palace, it is designated as the Forbidden Garden, Tongque Garden, also known as Tongjue Garden.

Tongque Garden is not only a garden, but also an important activity place for Jian'an literati.

The seven sons of Jian'an created the style of writing in Jian'an, and this is the place to witness it.

Of course, after Cao Zijian died of illness, it means that the style of writing in Jian'an has become a thing of the past.

In today's world, Feng is the pioneer of the new generation of writing style.

The Tongque Garden, the witness of the Jian'an style of writing, has three tall terraces. From south to north, there are Jinhu Terrace, Tongque Terrace, and Bingjing Terrace.

Among them, the most famous one is Tongque Terrace.

After Cao Cao's death, most of the wives and concubines who left behind were dancers in the Tongque Terrace, and they were ordered to perform dancers on the 15th day of each month to sacrifice to the spiritual throne.

Probably because of this, Cao Shuang knew that the music in Tongque Terrace was excellent, or rather professional.

So he chose Cao Rui to leave dozens of talented people here, and let them learn martial arts for his own enjoyment.

Huan Fan's trip went all the way to the northwest, and his goal was Tongque Garden.

In the daytime, Huan Fan had already transferred most of the guards from Yecheng Palace and Tongque Garden in the name of helping to defend the city.

The gatekeeper of Tongque Garden saw Huan Fan leading hundreds of people approaching aggressively, and stepped forward tremblingly:

"Emissary Huan, why are you here late at night?"

"The matter is urgent!" Huan Fan said at the beginning, "The rebellious army is powerful, Yecheng has few soldiers, and the city is in danger."

"Fan would like to ask the royal concubines to move to another place for protection."

Tongque Terrace was built on the northwestern wall of Beicheng. If someone from outside attacked the city from there, the people living inside would be really dangerous.

But who are the people besieging the city outside now?

The gatekeeper was stunned when he heard Huan Fan's words, and subconsciously said:

"No way? Taifu..."

Even if the Grand Tutor attacked the city, how could he allow the rebels to enter the Royal Forbidden Garden?

It's just that as soon as he said the word Taifu, he immediately felt that something was wrong.

Looking up at Huan Fan, but seeing Huan Fan's eyes showing a fierce look, the gatekeeper's heart skipped a beat again.

Huan Fan turned his head to look at Buqu Jiading beside him.

Someone inside raised fire and armed soldiers and shouted:

"Emissary Huan will still bully you? If you don't get out of the way quickly, you will delay the important matter, can you afford it?"

As he spoke, he stepped forward and forcibly pushed the gatekeeper away.

The gatekeeper's face changed, as if he didn't expect the opponent to attack directly.

Unprepared for a moment, his body was pushed down, like a gourd rolling on the ground, rolling on the ground.

There was only a "dong" sound, and I don't know if it hit somewhere, and then there was another "ouch" cry of pain.

Then there was no movement for a long time, and it seemed that he passed out.

On the other hand, the servant still stretched out his hand as if pushing someone, and stood there for a long time without reacting:

When did my strength become so strong?

Although the hand is a little bit harder, it won't make people faint all of a sudden, right?

Huan Fan didn't have time to worry about the gatekeepers, so he took the lead and entered directly through the gate, shouting:

"Those who dare to stop me will be killed without mercy!"

How can the people guarding Tongque Wan stop Huan Fan?

Not to mention they dare not stop.

Si Fan, on the other hand, saw Huan Fan go straight into the Forbidden Garden, and only then did he know where Huan Fan was going. He immediately felt that something was wrong.

But until now, no matter how much he conspired to complain, he could not turn back.

Even if he doesn't follow in, don't say that he won't be able to explain clearly in the future, even now, Huan Fan probably won't be able to forgive himself.

Immediately, he became ruthless, stomped his feet, and had no choice but to follow in.

The soldiers below, seeing that Si Fan followed Huan Fan in, naturally rushed in too.

Huan Fan led the people, broke into the garden, and ran straight towards the Tongque Terrace without paying attention.

Grabbing a small yellow door casually in front of the gate, he yelled and asked:

"Where is the talent of the late emperor sent by the general?"

The little yellow gate didn't dare to hide it, so it had to point the way.

"lead the way!"

With Xiao Huangmen leading the way, Huan Fan soon came to a palace.

"Search! Bring everyone to the front of the hall, don't miss a single person!"

Huan Fan ordered sharply.

At this time, all those who followed in knew that there was no turning back.

Immediately, like a wolf like a tiger, he searched the entire palace.

For a moment, there were a lot of exclamations in the palace, interspersed with reprimands, or begging for mercy, and so on.

It was night, and most of these talented people had already fallen asleep.

Many people were forcibly pulled up from their couches.

Looking around, almost all the women are naked, half exposed and half covered, but the jade body is looming, and the gauze clothes are floating.

These rude soldiers have never seen such a scene before, and they swallowed a lot of saliva.

In the process of pushing and shoving, it is inevitable to use hands up and down, taking advantage of a lot.

However, envoy Huan is present, and they dare not be too presumptuous.

Just looking at the green light in their eyes, it seemed that Huan Fan would turn into a wolf if he gave an order.

Time was running out, and it was naturally impossible for Huan Fan to plunder at this time.

But seeing him standing in front of these talents, he asked Si Fan:

"Have you counted them? How many people are there?"

"Mr. Hui, there are a total of one hundred and fifty-three people in the hall." Si Fan pointed to his eyes, "Except for the palace man Huangmen, the remaining fifty-seven people are all talented people from the previous emperor."

No more, no less, just the right number of people.

Huan Fan looked at these talents and said:

"You are all talented people left by the late emperor, and you should treat them with courtesy, but the matter is urgent, so I have to listen to the authority."

"Nowadays there are rebel troops attacking the city outside the city, and the city is about to be destroyed. In order to prevent you from being polluted by the rebellious army and humiliating the late emperor, I can only ask you to go to see the late emperor first."

As he spoke, he knelt on the ground and saluted.

Then he got up again and gestured to his side.

But I saw someone holding white silk poisoned wine in front of these talented people.

At this time, Huan Fan was actually able to prepare these things. It could be seen that he had planned for a long time.