Three Kingdoms

Although Liu Xie is the emperor of the Han Dynasty, he is still a child in his early ten years after all. It is already good to know how to say one or two words in a scene with so many people, but he must weigh it immediately. The advantages and disadvantages, and being able to eloquently quote scriptures and speak out a great truth that no one can refute like a well-educated scholar, then it is just something that can only appear in novels.

After encountering such a difficult problem, Liu Xie subconsciously looked at the only adult around him, Situ Wang Yun.

Wang Yun turned around and saw Liu Xie's eyes, and couldn't help but sigh.

At this moment, Wang Yun suddenly felt sad and desolate in his heart, and at the same time, a sense of powerlessness deeply penetrated his whole body.

Someone asked Wang Yun to pardon these Xiliang soldiers and generals before, but Wang Yun refused, because Wang Yun believed that these Xiliang soldiers and generals were all vassals of Dong Zhuo, and they could not become a problem, nor would they commit any serious crimes, so there was no need to carry out the event with great fanfare. Forgiveness.

Wang Yun also felt that for the various official positions left vacant after Dong Zhuo's death, they were official assets of the court after all. Occasionally exchanging benefits was inevitable, but large-scale private transfers would violate justice.

Evil money was rampant, so Wang Yun also tried his best to allocate supplies from all parties to ensure the salary and rations of the royal family, including hundreds of officials, in the Chang'an area. He also placed his hope that the Shandong gentry could call a truce and recover after Dong Zhuo's death. order in the country, but he was equally disappointed.

At this most critical moment, the soldiers from Lingyi have not arrived. Huangfu Song, who Wang Yun thought was worthy of entrusting him with the important task, did not even send out a single soldier...

At this moment, Wang Yun just felt as if what he did was just a joke, and there seemed to be no place for him in this world.

The Shandong nobles east of Hangu Pass betrayed themselves.

Huangfu Song betrayed him in Lingyi.

Even the officials under the palace wall who saw him smiling like flowers on weekdays betrayed him without hesitation...

I have endured humiliation and heavy burdens in the Han Dynasty for so many years, starting from entering the political arena at the age of nineteen, and now I am fifty-six, from a passionate young man to an old man who is well versed in politics.

However, until now, all those efforts, those painstaking efforts, those considerations in the court, and those sighs under the moonlit night, all seem to have come to nothing. Everything seems to have disappeared under the city of Chang'an and in the dim sky. The wisps of black smoke disappeared completely.

No one can understand me, no one can encourage me, no one can support myself.

Wang Yun felt as if all the fatigue of the past fifty-six years had suddenly hit his heart. Everything he insisted on and his ideals seemed to have become a joke.

Now, Wang Yun can categorically deny everything, then tie Liu Xie and everyone in the palace to himself, and then drag them together into the abyss of hell...

Of course, there is another way...

Wang Yun slowly took off the Situ Liang crown on his head, revealing his gray hair. He knelt down in front of Liu Xie and said in a hoarse voice: "Your Majesty! The old minister is incompetent and cannot help the country. His Majesty is humiliated and deserves everything. Death... The killing of Dong's thieves was planned by the old minister, so he should shoulder the responsibility! Your Majesty does not need to worry. After the old minister dies, his resentment will be eliminated, and the thieves can naturally retreat... But in this big Han Dynasty, the old minister will No more... I only hope that your majesty will take the country into consideration, work diligently to gain knowledge, and rejuvenate the Han Dynasty as soon as possible... I can feel comfort even under the nine springs..."

At this point, Wang Yun was already in tears. He stood up and smiled with tears at Liu Xie. Without waiting for Liu Xie to say anything more, he turned around and supported the battlements, stood up and pointed. Li Jue and others below said: "It was my idea to kill Thief Dong. Now that you have said that Thief Dong was unjust... Hahaha, good! In that case, I will pay for it with my life! If you do it again, There is no doubt that the rebellion caused by this is a rebel force, and both humans and gods are angry and must punish the nine tribes!"

After the words fell, before Liu Xie and others could react, they heard the wind blowing slightly. The large Situ robe on the palace wall was like a blooming epiphyllum in the sky under the vast sky. It flew and then fell, leaving only a long and faint sigh:

"Big man..."

Liu Xie screamed and rushed forward, trying to catch the flying Situ's robe, but he missed the mark and fell from the Jin pier to the ground with a thud...

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In the western suburbs of Chang'an City, Lu Bu, who had gathered the remaining 400 soldiers from Jianzhang Palace, heard the news of Wang Yun's death before he could get back.

The Xiliang soldiers in Chang'an City shouted with joy:

"Master Dong is not guilty!"

"Master Dong Zhaoxue!"

But Lu Bu seemed to feel the deep cold of Jiuyou.

If Dong Zhuo is innocent, then who is he? What does it matter what you have done before and after?

Zhang Liao came up and looked at the city where the banners of the Xiliang soldiers had been replaced and said: "Marquis Wen, even if we attack the city again now, I'm afraid it will be useless..."

"..." Lu Bu was silent.

Although Wang Yun despised him, and Lu Bu knew it to some extent, Lu Bu could not live without Wang Yun, because without Wang Yun's support, Lu Bu's assassination of Dong Zhuo would no longer be a meritorious deed, but a crime.

"Wen Hou, it's better..." Zhang Liao looked at Lu Bu and hesitated for a moment, but finally said, "...How about we go back to Bingzhou... The government and the opposition are too chaotic, not suitable for us..."

"Bingzhou..." Lu Bu raised his head slightly, as if he thought of something about his hometown, and a little smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Bingzhou..."

Gao Shun also nodded slightly. In his opinion, Bingzhou was not bad. One of them had returned to his hometown, and the other one had a familiar guard, Zhonglang. There was some care, but in the end it still depended on Lu Bu's decision.

"...Wenyuan, Boping..." Lu Bu turned to look north, paused for a long time before saying, "...you two go to Bingzhou, I...I won't go..."

"Wen Hou, why is this?" Zhang Liao was a little confused.

Gao Shun didn't seem to think much at all, and said directly: "I will follow Wen Hou."

Lu Bu looked back at Zhang Liao and Gao Shun, smiled, and said, "The guarding the Huns is a good man. You two can go. If I go... it won't be convenient after all..."

Yes, it's not very convenient.

"I will act according to the weather." Gao Shun still said the same words, his tone did not change at all, but his attitude was still very determined.

"Then I will follow Wen Hou." Zhang Liao also said.

Lu Bu shook his head, then smiled and said: "Let's do this, Boping follow me, Wenyuan, take a hundred people to Bingzhou... Little brother must be short of manpower over there, at least he can help him for me. ...Haha, the Han Dynasty is so big, is there no place for me, Lu Fengxian? No need to say more, Wen Yuan, maybe Boping and I will take a walk around the southeast, northwest, and then go back to find you. No, you can still stand before Bo Ping and I go to fight!"

"..." Zhang Liao was silent for a long time, lowered his head, cupped his hands and said, "Follow Marquis Wen's order."

"Okay!" Lu Bu patted Zhang Liao on the shoulder and said, "Take good care of me and my little brother! It's a pity that there is no wine now, otherwise I would drink three hundred bowls! There is no need to act like a child, you and I will just say goodbye. !”

Lu Bu turned the horse's head, smiled and nodded to Zhang Liao, and then took the lead in riding the horse forward. As he walked, he slapped Fang Tian's painted halberd and sang a folk song from Bingzhou in a mellow and graceful voice. The song was heroic and far-reaching...

Gao Shun also hugged Zhang Liao, and then followed Lu Bu closely, slowly meandering away with most of the soldiers.

Zhang Liao watched blankly as the two men and some soldiers walked further and further away, gradually disappearing into the distance, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh:

"Big man..."

The dark clouds rolled, seemingly unable to bear the billowing black smoke of Chang'an City. The dull thunder rolled past, and the heavy rain poured down, as if to extinguish the karma in Chang'an City, and to cleanse the world. of blood, sorrow and filth...