Three Kingdoms

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A small, inconspicuous courtyard on Chang'an East Street.

The courtyard door was closed, but standing in the corridors and shadows of the courtyard were all Wei Yan's elite men.

The courtyard was dim, with only a dim yellow light flickering.

Wei Yan was sitting quietly beside the light, with the sword lying across the table that accompanied him through Sichuan and Shu, and traveled north and south. The sword is carved on the hilt of the sword, with wide open eyes and exposed fangs.

Wei Yanchang gently rubbed his hand on the handle of the knife with a thoughtful look on his face.

In the courtyard of the house, Wei Yan's elite troops were as silent as statues.

The third assistant of Chang'an is about to be stirred up, and what role will Wei Yan himself play in it?

When Wei Yan arrived in Chang'an, he had not seen blood for a long time.

Tonight may be the beginning of the war!

Wei Yan admired Fei Qian, but today, he also has a deeper understanding of Pang Tong.

Under Wuguan City, it was Wei Yan who saw Pang Tong's methods, and now, he saw that as a counselor and a civil servant, Pang Tong's courage and courage were as tough as steel. Facing the upcoming threat from Shandong, not only did he not flinch at all, he even tried to seduce him, not afraid of the outbreak of war at all!

Everyone knows that if Chang'an is lost, the Husband's foundation will inevitably be shaken. Under such circumstances, Pang Tong still gave Wei Yan an order to set fire to two granaries to lure the enemy...

Together with the fire, it will definitely stir people's hearts.

Inside, those who are like flies and dogs, and those with impure thoughts will inevitably be disturbed!

Outside, those who are corrupt and those with malicious intentions will definitely covet it!

This fire is born like a lotus flower.

The roots are in the mud, the stems are in the water, and the flowers are on the water.

Just like Wei Yan himself.

His roots are in the mud, dirty and struggling.

In history, Wei Yan was born in the army, and he was on the stage of Sichuan and Shu as a subordinate of Liu Bei. The current starting point of Wei Yan will be relatively high, but when facing the Sichuan and Shu gentry, Guanzhong surnames, and even those centuries-old aristocratic families in Shandong...

Wei Yan? Where are you from? Who are the ancestors?

It's like children meeting in a compound in later generations, "Who is your father?" What is the military rank? 』

Whenever this happened, Wei Yan was particularly unconvinced. If the world is all about fighting for your father, then why should you work hard on your own? How many years have passed since the Spring and Autumn Period and the enfeoffment of the Zhou emperors? The noble shouts of the princes and generals Xiang Ning also changed in the rain and snow. Liu Bang, the ancestor of Han Dynasty, was just a small pavilion chief!

Why is it that now, there are still people asking who the father is? !

Instead of looking at what he did!

Wei Yan admires people with real abilities, but for those who only have the ability...

"laugh. 』

In history, Wei Yan also stretched out his rhizomes, bloomed lotus flowers on the water, and looked up to the sky. Wei Yan in history is sad. His sadness is that he followed Liu Bei for too short a time and met Zhuge Liang for too long.

Liu Bei dared to take risks, dare to take risks himself, and dared to take risks. He had struggled through wind and rain all his life, so when he looked at Wei Yan who was struggling, it was like looking at his younger self. Liu Bei is more willing to give Wei Yan more opportunities and space to wait for Wei Yan to grow and bloom. Zhuge Liang did not dare to take risks. In the novel, the only risk he took was the empty city strategy. But in reality, after encountering risks, he did not dare to bear all the risks himself in order to protect the interests of the Jingxiang Group, but passed it on to Ma Di...

But now, the opportunity to bloom is right in front of you.

Wei Yan smiled, but his hands were tightening, as if he wanted to grasp the line of words engraved on the handle of the knife. The sword in his hand is Wei Yan's "Wu Gou", and he will rely on his own ability to "find a prince" instead of relying on some "father" to ascend the high hall!

From the top of the wall in the corner of the courtyard, a voice suddenly came, "General!" The General's Mansion has sent a signal! 』

Wei Yan raised his eyebrows, and a light suddenly bloomed in his eyes, "According to the plan, burn down the warehouse!" Close the streets! Anyone who dares to take advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos and fish in troubled waters will be killed without mercy! 』

There was a loud response to the song inside the courtyard, and then people filed out.

Wei Yan walked at the end and after leaving the courtyard, he turned to look at the general's mansion.

The glyph-shaped lights were swaying.

"Haha..." Wei Yan chuckled, with a smooth voice, "Lord, don't worry... If Cao's army comes with one hundred thousand, I will swallow it. If Cao's army comes with two hundred thousand, I will reject it!" But before that, it’s time to sing..."

The fire burst into flames.

Light up the night sky of Chang'an.

Many villages were alarmed, and immediately the villagers and inspectors were dispatched. On the one hand, they shouted to maintain order, and on the other hand, they sent fire-fighting personnel to help. However, the fire-fighting facilities prepared by the villagers were generally aimed at ordinary households in the village. The house was on fire, and in the face of the raging fire in the warehouse, it was of little help. At most, it could only stop the spread of the fire, but could not extinguish the flames in the warehouse.

And everyone knows that if the warehouse goes too far, even if it is saved, the food in the warehouse will be ruined.

Wei Yan, together with the inspectors from various villages, quickly controlled the situation in the city and controlled the fire within a limited range.

It's just that in the hearts of some people in Chang'an, the fire that was ignited was beyond Wei Yan's control...

Sima Yi was also watching the fire.

"The place where you are looking at the fire should be Changping and Changping's two warehouses in the city..." Sima Yi whispered, "These two warehouses were built when the Hussars first arrived in Chang'an. They have been there for many years, the equipment is old, and the surroundings are mixed... If there is a fire It’s common sense, but it’s just..."

Sima Hui sat behind him and said, "Pang Shiyuan is not a person who panics when things happen." 』

Sima Yi nodded, "It's probably a trick." 』

Sima Hui smiled and said: "That's it, just watch the fire from the other side." 』

"..." Sima Yi did not answer, but there seemed to be some fire dancing in his eyes.

Sima Hui frowned slightly. He knew very well that his nephew was very capable but also very ambitious. "Yier, what do you... want to do?" 』

"Although it is safe to watch the fire from the other side..." Sima Yi said slowly, "Uncle...but my nephew always feels that there is a little bit of flavor missing..."

Sima Hui frowned slightly, stroked his beard and said, "Now that I am in Wenhua's position... why do you need to take risks?" 』

Now in Qinglong Temple, as long as Sima Hui holds the center, is impartial, and maintains the path of seriousness and correctness, he will be a cultural monument in Chang'an and even the Han Dynasty. Sima Hui had no children. Although Sima Yi was called a nephew, he was actually like his biological son. He looked at each other every day at dawn and dusk, and asked questions all year round. He was even more filial than ordinary sons.

Therefore, generally speaking, most of Sima Hui's cultural heritage will fall on Sima Yi. Sima Yi didn't even need to do anything, just wait, and naturally he would have to contribute.

However, Sima Yi felt that there was a fire burning in his heart, which made his throat feel thirsty. "The battle between East and West is right in front of you!" This may be a great opportunity for thousands of years! Nephew...nephew really doesn't want to sit here...won't he be in the same company as those mediocre people? ! 』

"..." Sima Hui let out a long breath, "So, where are you going?" 』

Sima Yi turned around and looked northeast, "Hedong!" If Cao Jun wants to attack the key point, he must divert his troops to the east of Hedong! The old mansion of Xiuxi and the new residence of Sima are all in the east of the river! Protect Pingyang, and also protect Sima! 』

He wants to get involved in military power!

He wants military glory!

Sima Hui pondered for a long time, "If this is the case, there will be no turning back between the Sima family and Shandong..."

Sima Yi raised his eyebrows and smiled, "When Hanoi expelled my father in the past, did Cao Jun ever think of any "manoeuvres"?" 』

"Well..." Sima Hui pondered for a moment, and finally nodded, "That's fine. up to you. Just... be careful with everything..."

Sima Yi bowed his head and paid homage at Sima Hui's knees.

"The battle formation has no eyes, so be careful..." Sima Hui took a long breath.

The long night will eventually pass.

The flame was also extinguished.

But this fire, which seemed harmless on the surface, made many people move involuntarily...

The changes in Chang'an have made many people worried, but also made many people happy. Worried and worried, happy and happy, they are obviously in the same place, but they seem to be separated into two different worlds.

Of course, there are more ignorant people who are still living step by step, completely unaware of what happened and what its significance is. They don't even know what is turbulent in Chang'an and how many officials are trembling with fear. Worrying, they just know that the autumn harvest is over, and if they stay busy for a while, they will be free in winter.

The hussar was intact before.

Chang'an was also glamorous before.

Now, there seems to be some cracks.

Every window is complete, and everyone will behave honestly and well when passing by the window, but as long as a crack appears on a small piece of the window...

A small crack, but the entire window has to bear the consequences.

This is like a very small number of boxers boxing, but letting the whole society bear the consequences.

When the bad times come, whoever has no lower limit in his heart will become the victorious Ah Q. Everyone thinks that they are a special one and can be exempted from the fate of being broken, but they don't know that once the windows are broken, the house will also collapse. Or even if you understand in your heart, you can still use the phrase "one generation can do what one generation does" to excuse it, completely forgetting that if the great people thought so in the past, they might not have any mushrooms in their hands now.

Before Wu Huan Hua really came to the heads of the Shandong gentry, how could these Shandong gentry children believe that one day their wives, children, and children would be shackled and become two-legged sheep?

Because everyone is short-lived, the future is just a dream.

Chang'an Sanfu built by Feiqian is like an exquisite new house.

Lu Bu is now the most obvious crack on the window of this exquisite house.

Now everyone is staring at that crack and wants to smash all the windows and lift the house.

As the steward who stayed in Chang'an, Pang Tong directly bypassed Fei Zhen this time and ordered the three assistants of Chang'an to enter combat readiness. At the same time, he dispatched Kan Ze to investigate the cause of the fire in Changping's second warehouse...

Logically speaking, it is generally quieter near the official house.

But today's silence is somewhat depressing.

Even the officials who were coming and going were walking lightly and looking at each other.

In this world, the species that are best at observing words and expressions must belong to officials. Every official who is aspiring to climb up will be good at observing every facial expression of his superiors and obtaining some key information from them.

Now the officials in the official residence have noticed that there seems to be a faint smell of coming storm in the air. In order not to be troubled, these small officials have shortened the time exposed to the outside world as much as possible and kept their heads down. Act like everyone is busy.

The storm is coming after all...

The noisy sound came from afar, and some alert officials immediately changed their expressions. Some escaped with the things at hand, and some turned into yellow sand with their feces and urine and went underground, but there were still some small things. The official's reaction was a bit slow, and before he could use his changes, he was bumped into by Wei Yan who came in a hurry, and then he was directly knocked into a gourd by Wei Yan.

"Pang Shiyuan!" ” Wei Yan yelled, “Come out here!” 』

Wei Yan did not bring many people or weapons, but even so, it was not something that the thin-bodied officials around him could stop.

Wei Yan angrily rushed into Pang Tong's official residence, kicked out the clerk who tried to stop him, and was bruised and bruised. Then he pushed the door open with a bang, "Pang Shiyuan!" Who gave you the courage to censor Yu? ! 』

"Bold!" Pang Tong's face was gloomy, his chin was almost dripping with water, and he patted the table.

Wei Yan pointed at Pang Tong and said, "Pang Shiyuan!" The official position of a certain person was given by the Lord! Why are you checking me? ! 』

Wei Yan was so angry that he seemed ready to pounce on Pang Tong and start a fight if Pang Tong didn't give him an explanation.

Pang Tong said in a deep voice: "The order of someone who is in charge of Xishang Shutai naturally has the right to investigate you!" 』

"The lord is still here!" ” Wei Yan jumped to his feet, “Pang Shiyuan, you are trying to make trouble out of this and monopolize power! 』

"Nonsense!" Pang Tong said angrily, "Wei Wenchang, don't be ungrateful!" 』

The two people suddenly seemed like enemies. You stared at me and I stared at you.

At this moment, the guards of the officers and soldiers who were on duty outside came in hastily, and then they collided with the guards of Wei Yan who were holding the door. They pushed each other, the soldiers and armor collided with each other, and they almost got into a scuffle.

After setting up his posture, Pang Tong ordered the government guards who had rushed to maintain order to retreat, and at the same time isolated the eyes of the little officials who were sticking their heads out...

"The article is long, this pretense is not enough..." Pang Tong slapped the table loudly, and then threw the roll of prose in his hand out of the window with a clatter, but his voice was very low, "Where is the knife?" ? Where is that Yaizhan sword that you never let go of? 』

Wei Yan looked around, overturned a wooden shelf used to hold the documents, and then threw it into the yard, "Your Majesty, let's forget about the knife... Using the knife is too exaggerated, no one will believe it..."

Pang Tong smiled and said, "How could it be?" There are some things they are willing to believe...Forget it, just smash that one without a knife, yes, that jar..."

Wei Yan stepped forward, picked up the hexagonal corrugated bottle containing some books, and smashed it on the floor with a crash.

"Bold!" Wei Wenchang, are you going to rebel? ! Pang Tong shouted at the top of his lungs, and then lowered his voice, "Are all the soldiers arranged properly?" Especially in Zhongnan Mountain..."

Zhongnan Mountain has always been called the shortcut to Chang'an.

Since it is called a shortcut, there must be a reason for it.

There are many places in Zhongnan Mountain that are suitable for living. They are not too far away from Chang'an and are not exposed to the outside world. And this has become the best place for some people to hide their personnel or avoid arrest.

"Pang Shiyuan!" You can't mess with your life! The Lord will never agree! Wei Yan shouted, took out a piece of silk from his sleeve, then stepped forward, handed it to Pang Tong, and made a few gentle gestures on the map.

On the silk cloth, Wei Yan noted some of the places he had explored during this period, and also pointed out that there were some suspicious things in these places...

In this era, if you want to hide the population, it is easy to say that it is simple. After all, people today are not like those of later generations. Without electricity and Internet, it is like taking your own life. If you build a thatched hut or something in the mountains, if you want to eat If you have reserves, you won’t have to go out to see people for several months. Coupled with the reputation of building villas, hiding a hundred and eighty people in one place is nothing.

In order not to alert others, Pang Tong did not take action against these people for the time being, but transferred them to Wei Yan and let Wei Yan's mountain scouts keep an eye on them.

After all, there are many caravans coming and going in Chang'an, and there are also many nobles and nobles. In a caravan or a noble queue, if one or two people are missing from the dozens, they will basically not be discovered, even if they are discovered. , it is said that he died of an emergency and was buried in a ravine, but no flaws could be found. Over the years, some extra people will naturally be stranded in Chang'an.

There are also smuggling channels...

"Wei Wenchang!" Pang Tong shouted, "Don't go too far!" ” Then he pointed to another earthen pot.

Wei Yan understood, so he stepped forward to pick it up and threw it out. He smashed it on the corridor with a bang and broke it into pieces. He then shouted, "Pang Shiyuan!" You are forcing us! 』

After Pang Tong finished reading the silk cloth, he gathered it into his sleeve, then took a tiger talisman from his arms and gave it to Wei Yan. He said softly: "Okay, let's do it according to the plan...as soon as possible...Cao Jun will take action soon." ...』

Seeing that Wei Yan had hidden the tiger talisman, Pang Tong immediately shouted again, "Wei Wenchang!" ! Don’t think that this order is harmful to you! 』

Wei Yan saluted Pang Tong solemnly, but shouted, "Pang Shiyuan!" Harming the country and harming the Lord! Incompetent person! 』

The two of them threw things again and again. After a while, Wei Yan slammed the door and walked away, and the guard of the official house did not dare to stop him.

Pang Tong, with disheveled hair and a crooked crown, chased after him and stood in the courtyard jumping around and cursing.

The two were at odds, and Wei Yan made a big fuss in the officialdom. He might even have sent Pang Tong a message, flying around as if he had wings.

Even if Pang Tong issued a ban on speaking, the problem is that Wei Yan's trouble in the officialdom was not only seen by one or two people. If there were more bans, it would be equivalent to no ban at all.

The issue of discord between generals and ministers suddenly became a haze hanging over the city of Chang'an...