Chapter 19: The Yellow Turban Uprising
After the wax moon passed, the sky did not warm up.
Chen Chen sat in Cai's study, and Cai Yan was playing with a guqin on the side.
Cai Yong was temporarily called to the court today, and so was Chen Xian, it seems that all the officials and lords of the government and the opposition today have gone to the gorgeous palace in the center of Luoyang.
"Daddy left in a really hurry this morning, and he didn't tell us what books we read today."
Cai Yan gently plucked the guqin, for this guqin, she has always liked it, today Cai Yong is not at home, she just wants to play unscrupulously for a while, even the snacks bought on the street brought by Chen Chen did not move much, and sat in front of the guqin all day to try to play.
"There should be something big."
Chen Chen dipped his pen and ink, and continued to copy Cai Yong's flying white font on the paper, as a disciple, the teacher's font is also one of the items that must be learned, even if you don't use this font in the future, you must at least master it, not to mention, Cai Yong is the creator of the flying white font, if his closed disciple can't even write the flying white font, wouldn't it be embarrassing?
Today's February is almost over, and Chen Chen also heard the noise in the palace a few days ago, he knew what was going on, but at this time, Mingzhe would naturally not go out to get involved.
The news of Luoyang City was blocked in time, and most of the people were not very clear, but since there was a temporary court meeting today, it must be that the news from the Quartet could not be suppressed.
At this time, if there is no mistake.
The turmoil a few days ago should be Tang Zhou's whistleblower and Ma Yuanyi's arrest.
After Ma Yuanyi was captured, he was sent to Luoyang Che Split, and there are thousands of Yellow Turban believers in Luoyang City, Ma Yuanyi is the generous leader of the Yellow Turban, and the believers in Luoyang City will naturally give everything in order to rescue Ma Yuanyi.
But in this Luoyang City, how many forbidden troops are there?
Even if many of these forbidden soldiers have become waste, it is not that the thousands of Yellow Turban believers can go against the sky. And Feng Zhen and Xu Feng, who received Ma Yuanyi's money and served as internal servants, were also arrested.
According to the order of development, today's court meeting should be to send people to Jizhou to arrest Zhang Jiao, and when he found that there were uprisings in various places, he needed to send a large army to suppress it, so he should have to select the candidates and divisions to go to the army.
"What big deal can it be, even Daddy has called it."
Cai Yan muttered, and the hand that plucked the strings in his hand was a little heavier.
For her, what Cai Yong brought back from the previous dynasty was not good news.
Even if nothing happens on weekdays, in her impression, the court meeting of the imperial court is not a good place now.
"Play the piano well, my hand was heavy just now, and the sound is wrong."
Chen Chen stared intently at his own calligraphy and his teacher's calligraphy, and he wanted to see what was the big difference between the two.
"Got it, got it."
Cai Yan calmed down again to play the piano, when Chen Chen was there, she could find out if she played the piano wrongly, who had been learning the piano for a long time!
A wisp of sandalwood smoke floated slowly up the copper bottle, and the calm and peaceful of Caifu seemed to be incompatible with the chaos of the world.
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"How's the news coming from Luoyang?"
Zhang Jiao wiped the corners of his mouth, he had just prepared his decoction for lung disease, and drank it all in one gulp, and his lips and teeth were full of bitterness.
He casually put down the wooden bowl containing the medicine and questioned the believer who had crashed into the tent.
"Heavenly Master, Ma Qu is handsome... He..."
The visitor was in tears, frightened, Zhang Jiao, who put down the soup bowl, was a little frightened, and he already had a sense of ominousness in his heart, but he didn't want to admit the idea in his heart before hearing it with his own ears, so he grabbed the wooden bowl again.
"How is Yuan Yi?"
Zhang Jiao asked in a deep voice.
"Luoyang car cracked ......"
"Luoyang believers, ten deaths and no life!"
For him, Ma Yuanyi had personally taught him some martial arts, and among the believers who went to Luoyang to preach, there were his brothers, and this news was also a painful blow to him.
But who cares about his feelings?
He is just a small person in this troubled world, a tool man.
"You... Go and rest. ”
"Bang!"
Zhang Jiao turned his back, his trembling hands could no longer hold the soup bowl, and the wooden soup bowl fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Ma Yuanyi is one of his most valued disciples.
He shouldered the responsibility of gathering believers and cultists in Jingzhou and Yangzhou, and this time Ma Yuanyi was captured, not only lost the new force in Yangzhou and Jingzhou, but also broke Luoyang's internal response.
And that's just the beginning.
Zhang Jiao knew that how could a few of the disciples he had taught and cultivated for more than ten years be able to die well?
In fact, they themselves understand that this road will be successful if it does not succeed.
But they still followed themselves on this road without hesitation.
Zhang Jiao looked at the dark tent top, as if he saw his former self.
"I will pass on to you half of the "Dunjia Heavenly Book", this heavenly book, you will say to the world that it is the "Taiping Sutra", which contains the Taiping technique. The things contained in this book of heaven, if you can do good deeds and accumulate virtues, and walk the world to benefit the people, it will help you to leave a name in history. If you use this book of heaven, you will do evil. ”
Zhang Jiao still remembered the last sentence that Shizun said.
"You will never be able to recover, and you will never be reborn. And the people around you will also be miserable for a lifetime. ”
So, is it being fulfilled now?
Zhang Jiao looked at the furnishings in the tent in silence.
Am I fighting so hard to get the future of this Han people? Why isn't this for the benefit of the people? Why is this a crime?
If this great man should not die, why would such a mediocre court be in charge?
Zhang Jiao turned around and walked out of the tent, looking at the vast sky, there were no clouds, no rain, no snow, only blue sky.
"I was born at the right time to support the people."
"If this sky wants to protect this decaying Han Dynasty, then let me, the yellow sky, do everything to completely subvert him."
"If God doesn't help me, I will go against God!"
Zhang Jiao's whole temperament is even more ruthless.
"Poof!"
The crimson badge above his head lit up again, and this time his badge turned blood-red, and his power was extremely powerful.
"Boom... Long..."
The sky was clear, and rolling thunder fell.
As soon as Zhang Jiao's sleeves were raised, countless soybeans spilled out of his sleeves, his entire eyes turned into the same color as the thunder light, his hair was scattered and floating, and the whole person floated in the air.
Make something out of nothing, sprinkle beans into soldiers.
Those soybeans that were spilled by Zhang Jiao were swept away by the thunder that fell from the sky, and there was an extra giant man of more than eight feet on the ground out of thin air, like an iron tower, this giant man was not one or two, but thousands!