Ma Yue knew when he had given birth to the heart of the snooping artifact. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

When the Tongguan encirclement network had been formed, the Chinese army in Chang'an pressed Tongguan on all fronts, and when the herdsmen who connected the heavens and the earth gathered their livestock, sharpened their steel knives and prepared to climb the head of Tongguan City to show off their might, Ma Yue played the guqin in the tent of the former army commander.

The melodious sound of the piano is not the dullness of the ancient tune of Liangzhou, and people seem to hear the prosperity of Luojing when the lights are on.

It was the last years of Xiping.

The chaifu Ma Yue in Zhangshan was the first team leader, and promised his nephew, who was later called 'Jin Ma Chao', that when he returned to Zhangshan, he would give him a brocade robe. At that time, he made a windfall everywhere, killing a group of wandering Qiang bandits on the road, no one thought there was anything wrong with this, because the normal life of Liangzhou people was to rob, kill, and eat without clothing.

The people of Liangzhou die every year from cold, poverty, and hunger, tens of thousands.

On the desolate Great Gobi, people sometimes walked, people sometimes stopped, and they always came across those corpses that turned into dry bones.

Ma Yue didn't think there was anything wrong with this, this is the norm of this era, the native of Liangzhou has long been accustomed to this since his ancestors, he is an outsider, where is he qualified to point fingers at this. A wise philosopher once said that if you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are rich, you will be able to help the world.

At that time, he didn't think about what kind of person he would become in the future, nor did he think about dominating the world, those dreams were too far away from him, like two worlds.

Liangzhou is the poorest state of the thirteen states in the world, and the Liangren are the most ferocious people in the world.

What kind of morality and etiquette are you talking about? In the end, it is not as good as two catties of dry food, but it can be a day's belly.

It was three years of light and light.

The horse team next to Lingshui is the first military marquis, invited by the captain of the Western Regions and the Guangwu Ling Dong Zhuozhi to go to the camp of the Qiang King in Jincheng to help the boxing exercise, and the pony of Longxian County on the martial arts field won three times a day, defeated the warrior Gutaer in the Qiang, collected the white horse Qiang Shuai Chengyi, folded the ambition of the young hero Yan Xing, and became a new hero in Liangzhou Qiangdi. In the same year, the little horse of Longxian County made a contribution to the stabbing history of Liang Hu and herded horses, and was promoted to Xiao Guan Wei. In the autumn, the Xianbei people went south to knock on the pass, a fire burned all the male soldiers, the Xianbei king and Lian died in internal strife, and the tiger and wolf brothers Putou Budu took root in a hurry to the north, weaving a big net to seize power.

At that time, Ma Yue was still an ordinary soldier, he had won and lost several battles, sometimes he drank strong wine, sometimes he stained his clothes with blood, he drank and gambled on swords when he should indulge in lust, and he stood with a sword when he should be cautious.

A fire in Xiaoguan made him famous in Xizhou, and he was a family member who clings to a wealthy family, and he is fearless of gossip, and he wants to embark on a road of climbing to the powerful to become a master!

His heart is no longer settled, he is afraid that he is used to being a little person, and nodding his head and treating others will become accustomed to it; The tragic loss of his wife caused him to raise a butcher's knife, gather 300 dead soldiers to raid the camp of the king of Qiang, and stabbed to death the king of Qiang's Beigong Bo from the back of the heart.

His ambition comes from insecurity, and his desire to protect everyone around him can avoid the unrest of this world.

Later, he went to Luoyang with this belief, but he couldn't think about it, and what did he do in life?

From the day he went to Luoyang, he knew that he could finally be contaminated in the world's largest storm whirlpool, he had no maids, he had no help, just such a person with braids and his head held high on the avenue of Luoyang...... But God knows how uneasy his heart is! He believed that his nephew Ma Dai would know this feeling as well as he did.

It's the feeling of holding a blade in your hand but not being able to cut it.

Because he is the sword, the sword of those dignitaries, the sword of the emperor...... But he couldn't control his knife.

The long years in Luoyang had a profound impact on Ma Yue's life, and he had too many things to remember. Whether it is Ma Yuanyi's kneeling, Zhang Rang's smile, or the uninhibited Cao Poshi...... But what he remembered the most was that on the eve of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, the first emperor was so frightened on the bed in the Jiade Hall that his hands and feet trembled, and he didn't even dare to bring the guards, so that he, a new Qianshi official of the imperial court, stood by the side with a halberd during the court discussion.

He had no resentment, no sense of injustice...... At that moment, he was above everyone!

That was the closest moment in his life to the Yellow Dragon Couch in Beigong. When Zhang Rang's voice sounded in the court, hundreds of officials knelt down, and the emperor sat down and accepted the salute...... It seems that in the whole world, only he holds his chest up and raises his head!

He remembered that the incense burned in the beast head golden furnace in the North Palace that day was extremely tempting.

That's the scent of power!

He is not greedy for money, nor does he aspire to official positions...... That's not because he doesn't have desires in his heart.

It's a Liangzhou person, just living has exhausted all the strength of his body, does he have the qualifications to enjoy it?

After that day, the whole world became different in his eyes, and he who had always been arrogant visited the mansion of the newly promoted Shenhou He Jin for the first time and sent his own greetings...... He has always had an advantage that no one else has, his brother is the overlord of the soil in Liangzhou, and if he wants to, there are endless heroes and warriors for him to drive.

It's just that he is not satisfied, he is not satisfied with the dark Liangzhou region, and even many times in Luoyang, he forgets that he is a Liangzhou person, and he doesn't want to go back to the place full of war.

The yellow dragon couch made him see different possibilities.

The emperor waved his hand lightly, and tens of thousands of heroes and warriors, whether it was Yuan Shao or Yuan Shu, Cao Cao or Liu Bei, Huangfu Song or Zhu Jun, Sun Jian or Ma Yue...... Everyone, fight to the death.

It was the sixth year of Zhongping.

Ma Yue stood on top of the Qingzuo Gate with He Jin's deathless head, and in a word, the Langguan warriors who were dissatisfied with him in the palace gate all died under the sword soldiers. There was a bloody and sweet wind wafting from the green door, he never thought it was just the beginning, at that time he thought it was the end.

He thought that he had personally ended the century-long chaos and started the next rule of the Han Dynasty.

It felt great, the empress dowager relied on him, the emperor relied on him, the civil ministers and military generals relied on him, and the common people shouted his name...... It was as if the whole world was relying on him.

Like, he is a shining hero!

Pei Yinger said that he is a hero of the world!

He really did that, the palace coup, his brother Ni Wall, he thought he was a big hero like Chen Fan and Dou Wu.

He may or may not be, if Ma Yue's story had come to an abrupt end at that point in time, and he died under the assassination of a sinister and cunning man, he might have received a higher nickname than the Marquis of Zhongyong, and he would be buried in the imperial tomb with the first emperor, and no matter which later ruler would burn a pillar of incense for him every New Year's festival to worship his heroic spirit.

But that, in retrospect, was just the beginning of another story.

So he didn't die in that coup d'état, and even lived better later. is destined not to be a big hero.

It was the first year of the first peace.

Ma Yue, the captain of Changshui, Guangluxun, and the general of the auxiliary state of the imperial court, washed away the lead and returned to his hometown where he was born and raised as a pastor of Liangzhou.

Liangzhou is still a poor Liangzhou, the people still can't eat, Ma Teng and Han Sui confronted each other in Yuzhong, the war is endless, and the young people in Liangdi are not dead or still on the way to death.

Mourning is everywhere.

Later, King Liang, who shocked the world, became an army in this year and was named Liangzhou Covered Armor. But Liangzhou had no armor, and the good men of the six counties who were used to wearing iron clothes in Luoyang with Ma Changshui put on heavy wooden armor and began training with wooden weapons. It was the most bitter period for the people of Liangzhou, even better than before. It was the day when the Liangzhou Pastoral Mansion had to run out of food every three or five days.

But in those days, Ma Yue did not give up, and the people of Liangzhou did not give up. They defeated the kingdom and killed Song Jian, and they recovered the entire territory of Liangzhou and opened up to the Western Regions.

The people of Liangzhou gradually ate to eat, the people of Liangzhou planted cotton and were no longer afraid of the cold, the Liangzhou Iron Division made their own steel knives, and the people of Liangzhou were so frightened that Liu Yan of Yizhou Mu did not dare to take another step out of Sichuan to death.

That was the first time that Liangzhou people were proud to be Liangzhou people.

They stood up.

After the death of Yuan Benchu, the Liang Kingdom was founded, and they spent the long years of hunger and cold, and the people of the Liang Kingdom ushered in a new era of dominance.

Ma Yue really became a big man, he grabbed a firewood knife from Zhangshan Mountain and cut out a thorny and bloody road of his own in this era, and since then he has been called "His Royal Highness" by people, and he has to follow the rules of honor when entering and leaving, and even has his own palace and mausoleum.

Gaozu once said that those with different surnames are called kings in the world.

But Emperor Gao never thought that he could really be recognized as the king of the world, and who would dare to attack under the sky?

The fourth and third princes are still relatives of the Han family, and no one can fight this little barbarian with half a head and braids.

He was satisfied, and no longer cared about the affairs of the sword soldiers, and made a great wish to let the people of the Liang Kingdom live in peace, and the place where the troops of the Liang Kingdom could take care of it.

But the emperor was not satisfied.

People don't like to see this kind of story of heroes who are born out of nowhere and finally settle for pleasure, and prefer such heroes to become stepping stones.

Now, 200,000 soldiers and horses are steadily advancing with the sound of high war drums, the towering ladder is carried on the shoulders of the cool land boys, Herod's horse chirping is accompanied by the high-pitched cool land war song in the ears, tens of thousands of arrows fly up to the head of Tongguan City, and the Xuanjia soldiers under the city begin to run hard towards Tongguan.

The dark clouds on the horizon resembled Ma Zong's dark but smiling face, looking down on the land he had fought for.

Ma Yue finally understood that what he wanted was not the chair that had been painted in vulgar yellow to symbolize imperial power.

Whether it's a bundle of firewood, or a knife, or an official position or a celebrity, what he needs has never changed, he has always been him.

All he needs is security, because he is someone else who relies on him, and in order to give others enough security, he has to fight for it all the time, and nothing can stop him.

When he stops his steps, he will make his family, his friends, his subordinates, and lose their inner security.

It has been said that security is to have a knife in your hand, and trust is to give the knife to that person.

Ma Yue took the knife handed by others and raised it high.

"The whole army charges and captures Tongguan!"

The innate vicissitudes of life of the cool boy sang high west of Tongguan.