Zhang Rang stepped out of the palace step by step, slowly, and he kept his head down.

What he knows, according to Liu Hong's character, he only saved his life by doing this, although it is not hypocritical, but he knows that only at this time, the more he thinks about Liu Hong, the more he is willing to die, he will not throw himself out as a substitute for the ghost.

Yes, right?

Zhang Rang asked himself in his heart.

For so many years, he has a deep understanding of Liu Hong, and he knows Liu Hong's temperament.

He was like a child, but his mind was deep.

He can set up night guards to keep a firm eye on the whole of Kyoto, and he can also raise a butcher's knife in a daze above the court because he was hit by someone, what kind of person is he? Faint? Despot? Mingjun? Neither, it seems. But what Zhang Rang knew was that he was the one who bore the blame for him.

But he didn't want it to be now.

How much power can eunuchs have to subvert the world?

The accusations against the eunuchs over the years are just a small fig leaf for those in power.

Where did these physically handicapped people come from to be able to influence the emperor? It's just that many things, dirty things that the emperor is inconvenient to do, can only pass through their hands. They are not just the emperor's lackeys, they are also the emperor's tools to check and balance the surveillance of the court.

But why are they being scolded?

Zhang Rang had never thought about it before, he had always felt that it was because he was too favored, and he had always felt that they were just red-eyed, but as he slowly discovered that the things that those insults had gradually changed and had begun to change slowly, every mouth wanted to tear him apart.

Who is right and who is wrong, who is right and who is wrong?

Maybe there is no need to know, Zhang Rang only remembers one thing, only the emperor can let himself survive.

Liu Hong sat alone in the hall, his face was dark, he was dissatisfied with the people of the world, and he was not satisfied with the court, he did have the idea of throwing Zhang Rang out of the pot, but Zhang Rang's actions made him dispel this idea.

Zhang Rang can still be used, there are not many people around him who can give him advice, those courtiers, he can't believe it at all, they all only want to control themselves, only Zhang Rang, who controls it in his own hands, can use it with confidence.

"Night Stalker."

Liu Hong waved his hand angrily, signaling the night guard behind him to come out of the shadows.

"Your Majesty."

"Go, follow Zhang Rang, I want to know his next move, if he wants to escape......."

Liu Hong pinched his head with one hand, he felt a little headache, although he had already thought about not doing it, but everything needed to be prepared.

"Just remember to make him decent."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Night Stalker returned to his previous darkness and didn't seem to leave, but he was no longer in the main hall.......

Zhang Rang didn't make any changes, he waited patiently at home, let his family cook a good meal, and read in the study after eating the meal with tears.

And the court will be just like Zhang Rang said, with Henan Yin Hejin as the general, leading the left and right Yulin, the five battalions of the battalion Shitun Duting, guarding the Beijing Division, and placing Hangu, Taigu, Guangcheng, Yique, Yuyuan, Xuanmen, Mengjin, and Xiaomengjin around the Beijing Division, stationed on the periphery of the Beijing Division.

And Huangfu Song, who was the Taishou of the North at the time, and Lu Qiang, the regular servant of the Central Quarter, both proposed to release the party members and remove the party from the party, and even Lu Qiang even put forward a request to kill the traitor Zhang Rang.

Liu Hong finally refused to kill Zhang Rang, and the rest agreed, and even took out his private Zhongzang Mansion and the good horses in the Xiyuan Stable as a reward for the soldiers.

And the Yellow Turban Uprising all over the country, Liu Hong decreed, all localities are allowed to prepare their own soldiers and horses to deal with the rebellion, and the Yingchuan Yellow Turban is powerful, there are hundreds of thousands of people, Yingchuan is the closest place in Yuzhou to Kyoto, after He Jin Gong defended Kyoto, mobilized troops from all over the country, sent the North Zhonglang General Lu Zhi to ask Zhang Jiao, the left Zhonglang will Huangfu Song, and the right Zhonglang will Zhu Jun to discuss the Yingchuan Yellow Turban.

When it came to this kind of suppression of the rebellion and the merit of nothing, the ministers all tried to find a way to participate, and the family spent some effort to exchange more resources and stuff the children of the more outstanding families into the army, hoping to rely on this rebellion to take some merits as capital for future entry.

The formation that came out was indeed big, but it was just a feast for the family.

If Zhang Jiao knew that he had spent his whole life trying to rebel against the heavens in exchange for the rebirth of the people, but was regarded by the nobles of the family as a game for fame and fortune, I don't know how he would feel?

The Yellow Turban incident began, and the whole country was disturbed.

But it couldn't interfere with Chen Chen, who was still studying peacefully.

"Childe, fortunately, we have already arrived in the capital, and the capital is still stable."

Cao'er had already stood at the door of Chen's Mansion waiting for Chen Chen to return home, Chen Chen had just gotten out of the car, Cao'er hurriedly stepped forward to help, she also heard about the Yellow Turban Rebellion from Uncle Chen today, and knew that one of the main battlefields of the Yellow Turban Rebellion was in Yingchuan, and she felt that her young master was very lucky.

When Chen Chen heard Cao'er's words, he smiled shallowly and stroked Cao'er's little head.

"The capital may not be stable for a few years."

Chen Chen handed the things to Uncle Chen, turned his head and glanced at the imperial palace in the center of the entire Luoyang City, and felt a little embarrassed in his heart.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion began, and the Three Kingdoms also began, what are those characters who have been singing for thousands of years? When will I be able to meet them?

"Today, it is said that hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses have been mobilized!"

Cao'er felt that her young master had studied too hard in Cai's Mansion today, so she didn't know the movements in the capital.

"It's useless if the soldiers and horses are not united."

Chen Chen took the grass back to his courtyard and went straight to the house, it was not yet time for dinner, Chen Chen had to put away the notebook he brought back from Cai's mansion today.

"And it's hard to say whether there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses that can really kill the enemy."

Cao'er blinked her eyes, she found that the young master always knew something very well, and she didn't know which star in the sky the young master came down to earth, and how he was born so powerful.

"Childe knows again."

Cao'er snorted coquettishly, nugged her mouth, and began to be busy with Chen Chen, in addition to her coat and notebook, she also had to boil some water for the young master to moisten his throat.

"Okay, Cao'er, don't be busy, I brought you some small things back today, you go play for a while, these are not in a hurry."

Chen Chen dotingly took out a small toy from Cai Fushun from his arms.

This is a small toy bought by Cai Yong for Cai Yan's enlightenment, which was put aside by Cai Yan in a corner of the study, Chen Chen asked, got Cai Yan's consent, and took it home.