Chapter Eighty-Four: The Direction of Life
At night, Yang Feng led the guards along the bank of the Luoshui River to inspect and return to the camp, and was about to go back to his military tent to sleep, when he suddenly saw a little light in Ma Yue's tent, and after thinking about it, he ordered his subordinates to make some food, walked outside Ma Yue's tent, opened the military tent and walked in.
Ma Yue was wearing a single coat, wrapped in a white cloth and bandaging, holding a pen at the desk, writing something. There were several scrolls stacked in his hand, and Yang Feng recognized them as instructions for grain and grass transported by the state government.
"Lord, it's late at night, you still have injuries on your body, rest."
Ma Yue rubbed his eyes, looked up and said with a smile: "It's Ah Ruo, it's okay, the official document has been written, I want to write a letter to my family." ”
Putting down the pen, Ma Yue asked, "Are tomorrow's things all arranged?" ”
"Yes, it's arranged." Yang Feng nodded and said: "Yan Ming has led more than thirty good hands and pretended to be the remnants of the Yellow Turban, and the defeated generals have already left the camp tonight, and they have taken two beheaded heads, which are foolproof. ”
"Well, don't hurt the Han army brothers under Brother Cao." Ma Yue said seriously: "This is the most important thing, Yan Ming can be clear?" ”
Yang Feng nodded.
Ma Yue asked, "By the way, Yanming has a leg injury, how far has he gone?" If I don't chase him back, my body will not heal, and I will block the next assassination for me during the day, and I am worried that his body will not be able to bear it. ”
"Don't worry, my lord, Yanming's body is as strong as a calf, and the wound from the dog's bite has long been healed, and it won't get in the way......"
Yang Feng squirmed his mouth, and Ma Yue asked when he saw this: "If you want to say anything, just say it." ”
"Lord, do you really want to save Peng Tuo?"
Ma Yue stood up, looked down at Yang Feng and asked, "Then what are you going to do, watching him being escorted to Luoyang and beheaded?" ”
"No, I didn't mean that." Yang Feng frowned: "The lord can think clearly, once we do this matter, then Cao Cao can bite us at any time and rescue the rebel party, I'm afraid Your Majesty will not protect the lord anymore...... Didn't Jian Shuo say that day, Cao Song took the lead in opposing the lord's convening of large households in Dongjun to donate land......"
"Stop!"
Ma Yue stopped Yang Feng from continuing, turned around and thought, he was not afraid that Cao Cao would stab him in the back, at least now Cao Cao would not do that, but this crime was too big, he had to consider it carefully.
After a while, Ma Yue turned back to Yang Feng and said: "After saving Peng Tuo, let him go to the house to find An Mu and find someone to send him back to Liangzhou, you told Yanming about this." ”
"I said it." Yang Feng nodded, and Ma Yue said: "That's good, if I'm not too wrong, it should be fine, it's not early, you go down and rest first." ”
"Yes, my lord, have a good rest." Yang Feng stepped back out of the tent, approached the tent door and said, "Lord, I found the fire head to make you some food, it should be sent over soon." ”
Ma Yue patted his forehead, beckoned to Yang Feng again, and said, "As soon as you say that I really feel hungry, accompany me to eat something." ”
There are too many things for him to consider, not only the rescue of Peng Tuo, but also the more important thing is that Jian Shuo and Cao Cao are now in the camp, and these two are enemies of life and death. How to reconcile their relationship between the two is a top priority starting tomorrow.
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In Luoyang, at the gate of the Liang Mansion, a middle-aged man in a red brocade robe knocked on the door.
"Does Ma Sanlang from Longxian County, Liangzhou live here?"
The one who opened the door was An Mu, a tall man with no beard and hair, who frowned and looked at the dark red-robed man in front of him, and slapped his forehead suddenly: "You are Han ...... Han engaged. ”
Han Yue recognized this beautiful man who followed Guan Yu, smiled and handed over the famous thorn, and said: "This is a famous thorn, I hope to inform Elder Liang that Han Yue has come." ”
An Mu opened the door, and then said to Han Yue with a bitter face: "Engaged, the lord is not here, and the war is gone." ”
An Mu stayed in Luoyang for a year, but the Chinese language was still not very fluent, Han Yue didn't care, smiled and took out a piece of sheepskin from his arms and handed it to An Mu, and said: "It's okay, please also ask the strong man to send someone to send Han someone's letter to San Lang, this is very important, you must ensure that the road is safe, and the form of the family is in the letter." ”
"That's right." Han Yue turned around and walked two steps, turned his head and said, "Remember to tell San Lang that Han Yue is from Liangzhou." ”
An Mu nodded dumbly, looked at the red figure and stepped on the horse and left in sight, only then did he react and hurriedly stuffed the sheepskin roll into his arms, looked around and closed the gate of the Liang Mansion.
Han Yue, who rode straight to Liangzhou, sent the sheepskin to Ma Yue Mansion, his heart became heavier and heavier, and his heart became more and more relaxed.
Three months ago, he was summoned to the shogunate by the general He Jin as a famous man in Liangzhou, why did he go in and out of the shogunate, a few days ago Liangzhou's old friend Bian Yun sent a letter, stating the current turbulent situation in Liangzhou, so that Han Yue rose in his heart an urgent hope to return to Liangzhou.
Liangzhou needs him.
Just last night, Han Yue and the general He Jin had a candlestick night talk, Chen Qi's interests, hoping that the general with heavy troops could sweep away the eunuchs and return the world to Qingming. He knew that He Jin would not agree to his suggestion, and he could use this as an excuse to return to Liangzhou. Although the killing of the eunuchs was only an excuse for him to leave the shogunate, for him, it was a real desire to kill the eunuchs.
Liangzhou is different from the Central Plains, where people respect martial arts, not Confucianism and martial arts, and Confucian students will be greatly respected when they get there, but who wants to go where?
There are more than 5 million households in Sili, and there are millions of people scattered in the countryside around Luoyang, and the entire Liangzhou is only worth more than 400,000 households.
The warriors of Liangzhou, whether they are ranger swordsmen or generations of border soldiers, they all have the same complex feelings of love and hate for the eunuchs, and Han Yue understands all this too deeply.
They want to kill all these eunuchs who are causing trouble to the world all the time, maybe killing the eunuchs will not make the careerists in Liangzhou give up raising troops under the pretext of Qingjun's side, but at least it can give them one less excuse. However, if the eunuchs do not die, they will have to rely on the eunuchs for generations in exchange for their own qualifications, and every Liangzhou warrior from the local to the central rise has the shadow of the eunuch behind him.
Out of Tongguan in the west, Han Yue wore a red robe and stood on the high mountain, looking back at the majestic city left behind him, looking at a prosperous old scene, his heart was full of amazement.
Since I was a child, my mother always said that my father died in battle for the Han family, and my ancestors were famous for their loyalty...... But what is this?
This time, there is no going back.
The nine-fold palace in Luoyang City may be difficult to see again in this life, if you see it again......
Han Yoo would rather not have a chance to see each other again.
Riding a horse and raising a whip, a red-robed galloping horse brought up sand and dust on the official road, as if sweeping the world.