Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

This year the Son of Heaven has turned sixteen, and Zhuge Liang has also turned sixteen. However, Zhuge Liang has already become a Marquis immediately by his own ability, and the Son of Heaven is a jerk!

If the behavior of the Son of Heaven when he was twelve years old was justifiable in Zhong Ji's opinion, then what he did not long ago really made Zhong Ji unforgivable, because he did it so badly, so badly. All of them felt ashamed to face the emperors of all dynasties.

The emperor is sixteen years old, and he has been the emperor for six years. Not to mention the emperors of the early Han who were driving and fighting with the Huns. I can't think of any bad Tianzi Zongji.

Guangwu, Hanming, Hanzhang, Hanhe, Hanan, Hanshun, Hanhuan, Hanling, except for those emperors who have never lived in double digits, Zhong Ji really can't find a trashier than Liu Xie.

As for the fighters among the faint kings, the overlords in the wine pool and meat forest, such as Emperor Huan of Han and Emperor Ling of Han.

Emperor Huan of the Han Dynasty expanded the territory by more than one million square kilometers. Do you really think that the word Huan was blown out? At the age of eleven, Emperor Hanling was helped to the throne by his relatives, and the power fell to the side. However, he killed his relatives nine months later. I really thought that the appointment of eunuchs was due to a brain problem, and the power did not fall into anyone's hands throughout his life.

Even in the Yellow Turban Rebellion in the later period of Emperor Ling, the three princes and nine ministers in the court, and the governor of the prefectures and counties, the Emperor Ling could dismiss him at any time as long as he wanted. At best, he is arrogant because of his favor, but if he really wants to say power, it is all in the hands of Emperor Ling!

However, Huan Ling is still a faint king, and as far as his eyes can see, today's Liu Xie is worse than Huan Ling, and the difference is far.

After Fu died, after finding out everything from Fu's family, it was difficult to make that heartless smile before, because he really didn't know his heartless smile, no matter how much heartache he had, Hidden in the bottom of my heart, what is the purpose of only plotting for the Han Dynasty?

How many like-minded comrades-in-arms died at the hands of others because of such a conspiracy, some committed suicide to cover their own people, and some even died in the hands of others deliberately in order to pave the way for their living people.

These people used their lives to forcibly pave a way for Han Zuo to last, but unfortunately they did everything, but the final result was like this, which forced Zhong Ji to lose the reason to continue to struggle.

It's not that the courtiers don't work hard, but that the emperor is useless. Such a useless emperor made Zhong Ji even begin to doubt his life in the past thirty years.

In the past, no matter how miserable the defeat was, how many comrades were executed, he could face it calmly, and he could still talk and laugh with the enemy in the face of a bleak and bloody life, and he could also continue to eat, drink and play, but now He can't do it.

No matter how painful it was in the past, at least there is still such a goal. Comrades die tragically in front of me. I believe that even if I am talking and laughing with the enemy at that moment, as long as I accomplish the goal agreed with my comrades one day, then no matter what I do. The spirits in heaven who are too much of the opponent will rest in peace.

Therefore, Zhong Ji can have fun when He Yong, Wu Qiong and others are executed, because he knows that He Yong and others are dead, and he needs to stir up the ideals of those people. Only by living can he complete the original oath.

The same kind of people can go to spend time and drink soon after Wang Yun's death, because he knows that Wang Yun's responsibility for killing Xiliang martial arts is also a part of him after Wang Yun's death. He must live, and only by living can he complete himself and what he has already done A promise made by dead comrades in arms.

Therefore, Zhong Ji always felt that he had a clear conscience about spending time, drinking, and having fun. He was confident that even if he died one day, even if he did not fulfill the original agreement, he met He Yong, Wu Qiong, and Wang Yun under Jiuquan. Waiting for others, he can pat his chest and say that he has a clear conscience in this life!

However, this time he died. After knowing all the real situation, Zhong Ji found that he couldn’t do the kind of spending time to adjust his mood before facing the more difficult reality. This time he couldn’t do it. .

No matter how much he adjusts himself, it is useless. He really can't do it, he can't do it at all. He can't adjust his mood after a big laugh, and then take over the unfinished burden, because Zhong Zhi I know he can't bear it.

Because of Liu Xie's performance, Zhong Ji suddenly realized that all his efforts were put on the fact that the emperor was a normal emperor. However, the current facts made him understand that Liu Xie's level was probably as qualified as that of the later Han Dynasty. The dead emperor will fight for who is the stupidest!

So Zhong Ji couldn't laugh anymore, he thought he couldn't bear this burden anymore, he was going to imitate Zhong Yao and hang up in the court as a background, if he didn't believe Zhong Yao, he wouldn't give himself a face.

No way, go to Xun You to confess your mistake, and even if Xun You secretly sent him away because of Cao Cao's face, instead of bothering him, you can turn around and go to Zheng Tai.

These are all comrades who squatted in the trenches together back then. Although the relationship has not been very good because of their respective aspirations in the past few years, Zhong Zhi knows very well that these people, he will bow his head and go to them, as long as things have not caused trouble. If there is no way to turn around, they will definitely give a satisfactory answer.

At this time, Zhong Ji's self-confidence is also the vision accumulated for so many years of constantly plotting chaos but never dying, and now in Zhong Ji's view, there is still a lot of room for change in what he does, Xun You, Zhong Yao, anyone Can hold it all.

"It's gone!" Zhong Ji poured a glass of wine into his mouth, waved his hand to signal all the dancers to leave, and it was time for him to make up his mind, Zhong Ji thought silently.

At noon, Zhong Ji took a pot of good wine and went to Fu’s house again to sacrifice to Fu Wan. He couldn’t remember the last time he was so bitter before the death of a comrade-in-arms. With a smile, or with a solemn.

Slowly pouring the pot of distilled wine on the mourning hall, with a miserable expression on his face, he turned to Fu Lang and the others and said, "Can I stay alone with my father for a while."

Fu Lang and the others in filial piety were taken aback for a moment, even though they were about to refuse, they didn't want Fu De, the boss of the Fu family, to kneel down and salute Zhong Ji, and then take the lead to go out. The others were puzzled, but followed Fu De out.

After everyone went out, Zhong Ji looked at the mourning hall, knelt down on the mourning hall, kowtowed three times to the coffin after laying down, and then stood up slowly.

"Brother Fu, Zhong Ji is incompetent and unable to fulfill your last wish." Zhong Ji said while sitting cross-legged on the mourning hall where Fu Wan was sitting with a shy smile.

"It's ridiculous to say that every time I get together to send off my comrades in arms, so far no one has sent me off. Every time before, I was confident that I could shoulder the last wish of my comrades in arms, but this time I found that I couldn't afford it." Ji picked up the wine cup and drank the wine in the cup, tears streaming down his face.

"Brother Fu, if you are alive in heaven, please forgive me, I am going to leave Chang'an, a place of right and wrong." Zhong Ji said bitterly after drinking the little wine left.

"Crack." With the sound of the door opening, Fu Lang and the others all saw the red-eyed Zhong Ji staggering out.

"I'm sorry, everyone." Zhong Ji saluted Fude and the others.

"Second brother, you guard the mourning hall. I'll go back as soon as I go." Fude sighed, then made a gesture of invitation to the seedling, and then walked in front of the seedling to lead the seedling.

At this time, Zhong Ji wasn't thinking about Fu De, and was led all the way by the other party, but he didn't react until he reached a secluded courtyard of Fu's house.

"What's the point of bringing me here?" Zhong Ji looked at Fu De puzzled.

"This is the place where my father lived one day before his death. On the desk is a letter for you, and on the other side is everything that my fourth brother Lang saw and everything I saw. Please make a decision after reading it." Volde opened the door and made a gesture of invitation to Zhong Ji, who nodded and walked in.

There was not much content in the letter, and it described in detail what happened in the inner palace that day. After reading the book, he put it aside. The emperor's performance was worse than expected.

Afterwards, Zhongji opened another letter about what Fude and Fu Lang had seen and heard. After reading it, Zhongji sighed. He already understood what Fuwan meant, but it was too late now, and he was the only one He couldn't do it, and more importantly, he had to get out.

Putting the two letters away again, he bowed to the cases, then backed out, and then Fude went in and burned all the two letters.

"Don't you have anything to ask?" Seeing that Fude was leading the way, Zhong Ji hesitated and asked again.

"There is nothing to ask. Our Fu family has done a lot, and the door is about to be closed, and this letter itself is prepared for the first person who comes to my house again and proposes to be alone." Fu De said calmly, But he neither turned around nor stopped.

"Well, take me out." Zhong Ji replied slowly.

Fude sent Zhongji to the door of Fu's house, watched Zhongji go down the steps, Fude retreated to the courtyard, and closed the door of Fu's house again.

Zhong Ji stood at the door of Fu's house and let out a long sigh. At this moment, a carriage passed by slowly and stopped beside him.

"Yihe, long time no see." Zhong Yao's carriage stopped beside Zhong Ji, Zhong Yao opened the door and said to Zhong Ji.

"Do you mind if I ride in your carriage?" Zhong Ji said, looking sideways at Zhong Yao.

"We have been in the same dynasty for many years, why should we be so estranged." Zhong Yao said with a sense of relief.

"It's a pity that the same dynasties used to be different, but now the same dynasties will soon be different." Zhong Ji jumped onto Zhong Yao's carriage and said with a sigh.

"Nine out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory. You have done it so many times. It's hard to guarantee that you will miss this time. It's better to stop now." Zhong Yao took out preserved fruit and wine from the side drawer and handed them to Zhong Ji. .

"If I can help, I can still smile at Jiuquan if I miss my hand, but in this situation, I really can't laugh." Chief Zhong said with a sigh, and drank the wine that Zhong Yao poured for him in one gulp. Yao and Xun You have a good relationship, but it has faded in the past few years. After he didn't want to let go, he was able to drink with Zhong Yao's wine glass again. The fate of life is really unpredictable.

"Drinking your bar, the first of the three of us to wake up is Gongda, followed by me, and you have finally woken up now, fortunately, it's not too late." Zhong Yao said with a smile, "At the beginning, I was still with you. Gongda, Jianping and the others are chatting, and they can't say that they will collect your body."

"Alas." Zhong Yao teased like this, but he didn't show any emotion, only sighed, "I'm going to stay away from Chang'an and find a secluded place to retire."

"Do you need me to subsidize a million dollars for you?" Zhong Yao was silent for a while, and he heard Zhong Ji's intentions from Zhong Ji's words.

"This Changshui Captain's Mansion can be sold to anyone who wants to, and Chang'an is becoming more and more prosperous in your hands. I'm afraid there is no problem with a million dollars." Zhong Ji rejected Zhong Yao's kindness, he knew that he was this way Once you leave, you may never come back again in this lifetime.

"Sometimes look a little more openly, if the Son of Heaven can help, he can help, if he can't, he can help whoever makes himself satisfied." Zhong Yao comforted, Zhong Ji nodded, but it's not sure how much he listened to.

Zhong Ji shook his head, seeing that Changshui Captain's Mansion was not too far away, Zhong Ji ordered the driver to stop the car at the door.

"Yihe, in fact, you don't have to do this, the matter hasn't happened yet, Mr. Cao won't care about it." Zhong Yao looked at Zhong Ji and said.

"Yeah, he doesn't mind, but I'm sorry for Fu Guozhang, I'm sorry for Dong Guozhang, and I'm sorry for those loyal officials of the Han Dynasty who are still steadfast. Fu Guozhang also understands, but he would rather die than shake other people. People's determination, although I have explained it clearly, but it is not a fish!" Zhong Ji looked at Zhong Yao and said very calmly.

"Take care!" Zhong Yao moved his mouth when he heard the words, then leaned over and saluted Zhong Ji.

Zhong Yao's carriage left slowly, Zhong Ji closed his eyes and turned around, walking towards his mansion.

"What is this?" After Zhong Ji returned to his bedroom, he found a box and a letter on the table in his bedroom.

"Return to the Lord, I brought it here when I cleaned up the living room." The housekeeper lowered his head and replied.

Zhong Ji frowned, waved to the housekeeper to go out, and then opened the letter. After reading it, he was taken aback, and then opened the box, his hairs standing on end.

After trying my best to calm down for a while, I started to use my brain. This time, this matter is a little uncertain, and there may be a turning point.

[Who sent it, but the other party can send it here, I want to check it, but it is impossible to find it, but such a thing may not be easy to do, and it may not be possible. 】Zong Ji stroked a few things in the box silently, with a hesitant expression on his face.

[Brother Fu, you really have shaken my will, I am not as good as you! 】Zong Ji finally took a long sigh and slowly closed the box. He has already made a decision.

"Son of Heaven, this is all I can do for you. I hope that you will be able to rejuvenate the Han Dynasty like Emperor Zhaoxuan of the previous Han Dynasty. If you are unreasonable in the future, please forgive me." Zhong Ji said silently with.