As this swordsman said, he has always judged the whole world by whether he is close or not.

"That'...... Is your father-in-law, Liu Yun, really a loyal minister? Liu Xie plucked up the courage to ask.

Wen Renjian sneered, at this moment, he was a little impatient.

Compared with His Majesty the immature emperor, his own lord is simply the rebirth of the three emperors and the lord of the world.

Wen Renjian regretted it a little, he felt that it didn't seem to make sense to do this.

Even if his lord was willing to assist the ten-year-old emperor, he was a little unhappy at this time.

It's a pity to use the great talent of the lord to assist this terrible world.

In the mind of Wen Renjian Yixian, there are a lot of thoughts at this time.

What if you kill this little emperor? Does the lord have the opportunity to gallop the world and win the rivers and mountains?

However, with the talent of the lord, it seems that he does not need to create any so-called opportunities.

So should it be killed or not?

So, Wen Renjian threw this question to Liu Xie, and he asked, "Your Majesty, do you think I should kill you?" Or shouldn't I kill you? ”

Liu Xie, who was pale, bit his lower lip, this was a matter of life and death for him, he calmed down and thought about it very seriously.

After a while, he raised his head violently and looked directly at Wenrenjian's sword-like fierce gaze, and said, "If it is for the common people in the world, it should be killed!" But if it is the foundation of the Han family, Lone should not be killed! ”

"Well, I won't kill you!"

Hearing this, the sword threw down this sentence and strode out of the main hall, leaving the water without meaning.

is in charge of the Luoyang Nine Palaces Division, but it makes the chivalrous breath on Wenren's sword become more and more free.

……

Luoyang was in chaos again, and a group of ministers led by Sun Rui, a scholar and servant, nervously stabilized the court that had collapsed again.

In the palace of the world, an assassin entered the house and openly beheaded Situ Wang Yun, which is simply a big news thing in the world.

But everyone in the court is somewhat clear in their hearts.

Today's Luoyang, what is Luoyang?

Yu Linlang, who guards Gyeonggi, is all under the command of Lu Bu, and whatever happens seems to be reasonable.

The person who died was indeed Wang Yun, who had a lot to do with Lu Bu.

At this time, Lu Bu didn't seem to care about the affairs of the court at all, he was busy guarding his Luoyang.

Li Dao and Guo Yan led a group of remnants of the defeated generals, but when they arrived at the city of Luoyang, they seemed to have become aggressive.

In the two days of fighting, the two sides have clashed three times.

Lu Bu only won one victory, which was still a small victory, and two major defeats made him lose nearly 10,000 soldiers.

Luoyang is vigorous, and this great change has deviated from many directions in the long history.

At the same time, Gai Xun made a big harvest in Meiwu.

As recorded in history, in the Meiwu, Dong Zhuo has about 30,000 catties of gold, about 90,000 catties of silver, and the rest of the pearls and jade sundries, brocade and silk are piled up, and there are countless pieces.

And the food that Liu Yun is most worried about is the surprise among the surprises.

Gai Xun roughly estimated that the grain in the Meiwu was enough to feed the 100,000 Hanyang army for three years.

Jiang Zheng waved his army to fight in Luoyang, and Meiwu was no less than a big battle for Gai Xun.

In order to complete the plan, some of the belongings here must be transferred out of Yunshan, and this is not something that can be completed in one or two clicks.

After receiving Gai Xun's recital, Liu Yun swept away the anger in his heart, and the whole person was happy all of a sudden.

In the afternoon of the same day, he returned to Chang'an City.

After taking a look at the magnificent Weiyang Palace, Liu Yun took two hundred guards and set off for Huayin.

Except for Li Ji, a dog thing, now in front of Liu Yun's eyes, everything seems to be distinct.

When there weren't so many chaotic tangles in his mind, things would be simpler.

Liu Yun didn't want to interfere in the affairs of the Nine Palaces Division of Chang'an, let him deal with what Li Ji could do, and if he couldn't handle it, Liu Yun would deal with Li Ji.

No matter how much benevolence and righteousness he emphasized, Liu Yun also deeply felt that if he continued like this for a long time, he would have to die of overwork.

And this shouldn't be something he, as the master of the three armies, should worry about.

Ninety-nine people were assassinated in the Nine Palaces Division of Chang'an, and it should be a matter that Li Ji needs to consider the aftermath, so he made a special trip to tell him, but if he didn't treat him, Liu Yun felt that he was already very merciful.

There can be one or two, but there can never be three.

Beyond the Qinling Mountains, the backbone of the earth, the appearance of the earth, has become different again.

If there are ninety-nine heavens, then on the earth, there are two lands on both sides of the Qinling Mountains.

At nightfall, Liu Yun led his people into a desolate village, intending to rest here tonight.

In the Central Plains, the war was rife, and almost no village was spared.

Here, too.

As far as the eye can see, there are about 100 families in the village, which is deserted.

The fields were deserted, the walls were crumbling, and the houses were collapsing, like a lonely earthly grave.

Except for an old woman with a wooden stick at the entrance of the village, Liu Yun never saw any living people.

Such a picture is particularly appropriate in later horror films.

It should be said that this is a horror film in itself.

The old woman guarding the deserted village used a charred wooden stick to write the peace of the world over and over again on the loess.

The corners of his shriveled eyes were full of tears, but he never looked forward to returning to his hometown.

Liu Yun left the old woman some food, but he didn't know what words to say to comfort.

He, in this war, is now playing a leading role, and he really doesn't know how to comfort an old woman who has lost her son and relatives.

Probably, her sons died in battle with the Hanyang army.

The Son of Heaven is still there, but the majesty does not exist, and among the many princes in the world, Liu Yun is now a high-ranking person.

For ordinary people struggling to survive, Liu Yun has a lot to do, but his ability is still limited.

He couldn't make any promises, and he didn't dare to say anything big.

In the deserted courtyard, soldiers lit a fire and were boiling tea for Liu Yun.

In such an environment, it is an absolute happiness to be able to take a sip of hot tea.

But Liu Yun's mood was not good at all, and he was even very sad.

In front of him was always the old woman, stretching out her dry palms like old trees to him, and her tearful eyes were full of pleading.

She didn't speak, but her candle-like eyes said it all.

That old woman is just a representative of countless people in this world.

On the mountains and rivers of Kyushu, at this time, I am afraid that there are countless old women, holding a charred wooden stick, sitting outside the lonely village, waiting for her child to come back. Whether it is returning home in fine clothes or coming unkempt, as long as you are alive.

What else can he do in this miserable life?

Liu Yun sighed lightly.

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