Xu Du is still in the Xuzhou victory, the Son of Heaven to follow the example of the Han Dynasty and the civil and military hunting in the lively atmosphere, for the officials below, although the people can not see the above state of affairs, but in general, the surface of the show of the harmony of the monarch and the minister, the news of the victory in Xuzhou makes them feel that Yu and Yan are stable and stable, even if there are any bad rumors on the market, they can't make much waves.

In short, no matter what, what the people see in their eyes is the harmony of the monarch and the minister, and the triumph of Prime Minister Cao Cheng...... Anyway, if you can live a good life for a few days, no one wants to pierce such window paper.

Gongsun Zhi, who was sitting on the car, lowered the curtain of the car, withdrew his gaze from the street on a rainy day, stared at the information on the low table with half-squinted eyes, pressed his hands on his knees, and unconsciously lightly tapped his fingers.

...... Queen Fu, is playing a trick in the middle of the line?

The carriage rolled, the carriage crossed the sparsely populated road, turned in the direction of the palace, and on the avenue to the palace gate, the walking horse Herod barked, stopped, and the hundreds of guards accompanying him stopped in unison, and there was a boom in the rain, and the water splashed. The finger tapping his knee was stagnant in mid-air, and while Gongsun Zhi frowned, Dian Wei's voice came in from outside through the curtain, and he said in a low voice: "Lord, there is an old man in the middle of the road ahead. ”

At this time, in the sound of the rain, under a paper umbrella, the old man walked tremblingly and majestically two steps, his voice hoarse but loud.

"Huangfu Song asks to see the Governor of Gongsun-"

The raindrops hit the shoulders and armor of the dense guard wolf riders, Li Ke jumped out with a mace, stepped forward and pointed at the old man, "Oh, that old man, you are a dog?" Half-way to stop people! Get out of here—"

Of course, he didn't know who Huangfu Song was.

The curtain opened a corner, Gongsun Zhi naturally saw it, in the middle of the road, the old man with white hair was supported under the paper umbrella, although his body trembled a little in the rain, but his body was burly and promoted, and he could see that he was definitely a general with no low martial arts when he was young, Gongsun Zhi waved his hand to let Li Ke shut his mouth, looked at the old man and said coldly: "It's wet and cold on a rainy day, you might as well go into the car and sit down." ”

"Haha, I can't ask for it." Huangfu Song's white beard trembled, with a smile on his face, he refused the support of the people behind him, climbed into the car with difficulty, entered the carriage, and sat down with Gongsun Zhi.

"The governor is going to the palace." After the old man sat down, his cloudy eyes raised to look at the past, and smiled: "The avenue in the palace is flat, but it is also covered with thorns, and if you don't pay attention to it, you will be covered in bruises." ”

Gongsun Zhi poured him a bowl of warm wine and pushed it in front of the other party: "Taichang is so old, but he stopped me on a rainy day, just to say this?" Let's warm up with a bowl of wine. ”

"Time flies so fast...... Huangfu Song sat on the cushion and looked at the bowl of warm wine for a while, "...... It's almost time for the old man to be buried in the blink of an eye...... This bowl of wine can't hold it anymore. ”

He spoke a little hard, and his thin hands trembled and took the bowl of wine, as if it was very heavy, and slowly put it down again, watching the wine rise and fall, raising his gaze, his cloudy eyes slightly distracted.

"At the beginning of the Yellow Turban, the old man led the troops to quell the rebellion, and the governor thought about how miserable the land of China was at that time, and I thought at that time...... Eliminate the bandit leaders so that the people can have fields and houses to live again, but at that time, I was too naïve to think...... When you go to the battlefield, what you see is a large area of black and green people rushing over, children, old people, and women with yellow faces and thin muscles, and their mouths wide open and caught in the yellow turban soldiers rushing up together...... At that time, you can only kill. ”

The old man rested for a while, pursed his lips, and closed his eyes as if caught in a memory.

“.…… I first broke Zhang Liang, then Zhang Bao, Zhang Jiao, at that time, I was already the main force of the Yellow Turban, the imperial court gave me a reward for the left car cavalry general, Jizhou Mu, Feng Huai Lihou, look at this honor, more majestic than Cao Cao, holding several state soldiers and horses in his hands, than He Jin, Dong Zhuo still has power, a person's power to the peak, often this person is the most dangerous time, because it blocks the way of many people......"

"You were ...... back then I never thought about the Qingjun side, a Kuang world?! Gongsun looked at him and realized a problem.

Huangfu Song laughed and shook his head.

"Why not, there are many people under his command, thinking of being a minister of the dragon, but how can the dragon be so good, there was such a person back then, I still remember him, Xinyang Ling Yan Zhong said 'Heaven has no relatives, and the people are capable.' The first emperor is not as weak as Liu and Xiang, and the authority in my hands is heavier than that of the Marquis of Huaiyin, so I persuade the old man to faint under the master, and he should plan to ...... as soon as possible."

"Why don't you do it too often?"

“.…… Haha, yes, why don't you do it, if you do, how can there be any Dong Zhuo troubles in this world, how can there be any Cao Cao coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes, and there is no smoke in my Han Dynasty and Kyushu——"

The withered tree-like cheeks laughed self-deprecatingly, and the tall, thin body sat there, with his arms flat on his knees, giving people a mountain-like insurmountable misconception, "....... But the old man has no regrets, just to abide by the courtier's festival and be unfaithful. ”

Gongsun Zhi flicked the sleeves of his robe and arched his hand: "Taichang is really a good general, but I may not be able to do it." ”

The old man slowly got up at this time, nodded, and suddenly stretched out his hand to hold Gongsun Zhi's wrist, "....... The old man didn't come here to persuade the governor to do anything, but he just hoped that the governor could have a 'loyal heart to me' immediately...... How about the big Han tomorrow, I ...... After guarding it for a lifetime, I can't control the rest of it. ”

Loyal to my heart...... On the other side, Gongsun Zhi frowned.

"Chatting and chatting, the palace is almost here."

The carriage stopped in front, the old man slowly withdrew from the carriage, refusing the support of others, as if he said all the words he wanted to express in his heart, in the rain, the body looked majestic and straight, and his face was ruddy and arched towards the carriage that entered the palace gate, around, Huangfu Jianshou and Huangfu Li followed with several servants in tears, the old man laughed heartily and waved his hand to them: "Go back and cry again, send someone back to the house to set up the mourning hall first, and the coffin for my father should be used." ”

These were his last words.

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The wind in the rain with a hint of sultry heat unique to summer slowly drove into the carriage of the imperial city, the queen Fushou suddenly invited Gongsun Zhi into the palace to meet, on the surface it seems confusing, but in fact there is a heart of separation, the figure sitting firmly in the carriage does not need to think about it, but also probably understands what is going on.

Soon, the carriage stopped at Baizifang, and when the paper umbrella was propped up in the rain, Gongsun Zhi strode towards that side. At this time, it was already dusk, but the sight was almost dark, in the dormitory, Fu Shou, who had just bathed, was wearing a simple dress, her hair was still wet and dripping with water stains, she was sitting under the lamp, her face could not see any expression, as if she was thinking about something, that is, she figured out some of the joints, and her red lips were depressed and slightly opened: "....... Gongsun Zhi...... Cao Cao ...... "The delicate fingers were tightly pinched together, turning blue and white.

A moment later, hurried footsteps sounded outside the house.