In the small hall, a young man leaned over the table, dressed in a white robe and with a feather fan in his hand.

There were some books and a volume of maps on the table, and an oil lamp was lit on the side, and the lamp flickered occasionally, and the shadows in the hall shook with it.

It was already late at night, and the young man was lying on the table, looking tired, and wanted to take a nap.

The young man closed his eyes, but his mind was reminded of a long time ago.

The world has changed, and many things, even if only ten years have passed, when I look back on them, they are already things and people.

In retrospect, he seemed to be back in the grass hut, where a young man knelt in front of a gentleman in white and pleaded guilty.

There are two crimes: one is the sin of disrespect, and the other is the sin of stealing from oneself without asking questions.

The gentleman in white smiled and asked him, what is the crime?

And went on to say, these books are not learned, could it be that they are left to rot in that box?

The boy couldn't answer, and bowed.

The gentleman did not look at him, but turned to look at his bookcase, and said something that he still remembers.

"What else Xiaolang wants to see, I'll get it for you."

On the first day he came, he taught him a lesson, and his heart should be good for what he had learned.

The cool breeze blew in, blowing and gently shaking the curtains on both sides of the door, and the young man lying on the table also woke up. The eyes looked outside, and the night outside the hall entered the water, and the waves were not alarmed.

He chuckled to himself and sighed. He didn't know what the gentleman would think when he saw him again.

However, he remembered that on the day he promised the lord to go out of the mountain, the little sister could not persuade him, and finally drove him out with a stick with red eyes.

The young man took the pen he had at hand and dipped it in ink, and he wanted to write a letter to the gentleman, but when the tip of the pen fell on the letterhead, he could not write a word.

That's fine.

The young man reluctantly put down the pen in his hand and stood up.

Sooner or later, there will be a time to say goodbye.

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The land of the three states of Hebei was in chaos in the hands of the three brothers of the Yuan family, and within two years, Cao Cao took Jizhou, and then successively took Youzhou and Merge Zhou. The following year, in order to prevent Wuhuan from entering the fortress and to sweep away the remnants of the Yuan army, Cao Cao won a great victory in the northern expedition to the three counties of Wuhuan. At this time, the northern part of the Central Plains, except for Liangzhou, had been pacified by Cao Cao.

In the rest of the places, Sun Ce was assassinated, and his younger brother Sun Quan ascended the throne, seized Jiangdong, guarded according to the river, and trained the navy.

Liu Biao single-handedly entered Jingzhou and pacified the chaotic land at that time, and he was a hero. But after entering Jingzhou, he did not come out of the capital, and it also smoothed out his ambitions. But the hero of the year is now just a dog.

Yizhou Liu Zhang and Hanzhong Zhang Lu have been at odds all year round, and they have been fighting openly and secretly, and the two are not tolerated, let alone outward.

On this day, the weather in Jingzhou was a little cold, and there was a light rain outside, and the raindrops fell between the soil, wetting the green weeds on the roadside. Liu Bei walked out of the house and looked at the sky outside.

Lately, every time it rains, his leg hurts a little, and he shouldn't have gone out today.

But suddenly a man came to his house to report, and the words of the report were simply one sentence.

Liu Biao is seriously ill and wants to meet him.

In the light rain, a team of people and horses set off from Fancheng and headed straight to Xiangyang.

By the time Liu Bei arrived, Liu Biao was lying on the bed, and he didn't have much strength.

Liu Bei was accompanied by a few other people, two red-faced and black-faced men, and a young man in a white robe.

Walking into the house, Liu Bei's robe was covered with rainwater, his boots were still carrying some dirt, and his hair was a little disheveled. looked at the person lying on the sickbed, and was speechless for a while.

Most people are like this, and they don't know what to say when they see someone who is about to die.

Liu Biao, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes, looked at the person who came in, and saw that it was Liu Bei, and raised a hand weakly.

"Brother Xian, you're here."

"Brother." Liu Bei slowly walked to Liu Biao's bedside and held Liu Biao's hand.

There was something cold in that palm.

Liu Biao's lips were pale, and he glanced at Liu Bei deeply, with a lot of meaning in his eyes, including closeness, helplessness, regret and suspicion.

But in the end, these expressions turned into a long sigh.

Liu Biao lay on the bed, his lips slightly opened and closed, and said in a complicated manner: "Brother Xian, I don't lie to you, when I arrived at this time, I still suspected that you would plot against Jingzhou." ”

Liu Bei was stunned, lowered his head, held Liu Biao's hand, and did not answer.

"Huh." Liu Biao smiled bitterly first.

"It's ridiculous that all my life I have been suspicious of my surroundings, suspicious of my heirs, and when I am about to die, I am still suspicious of my own brother."

His hands became weaker and weaker, and his body sank on the bed, and he didn't know who to ask.

"Why did you become the shepherd of this state?"

No one answered him, and after a long time, Liu Biao's eyes moved away from Liu Bei's body and looked out of the door.

"It's ridiculous, it wasn't until this time that I realized that I had nothing left in my life."

The eldest son and the concubine fought among themselves, and he was already fighting for power and position before he died, forming gangs, and his left and right sides were also divided into two sides.

And he, as if he had become an outsider, could only watch silently.

Liu Bei knelt on the edge of Liu Biao's bed and listened to Liu Biao's words.

He knew Liu Biao's suffering, but at this time he couldn't do anything else, so he could only comfort softly.

"Brother, you're too worried."

"Worried?" Liu Biao's chest was dull, and his voice was intermittent.

Outside the door, you can see those people who seem to be hiding their faces and sobbing, and Liu Biao smiled silently.

"How many of those people outside the door are really crying for me?"

The red-eyed woman stood far away, and the heirs who bowed their heads and wept wept with tears streaming down their faces, and the left and right parts of the song were full of mourning. He didn't see much real sadness on the faces of these people.

Without looking outside the door again, Liu Biao stretched out his other hand and put it on Liu Bei's hand.

"Brother Xian, there are not many left in the Han family. Cao Cao coerced the Son of Heaven to the north of the Central Plains, and after my death, he will definitely go south. At that time, if the virtuous brother is willing, I hope you will help Cong'er once. If the virtuous brother is unwilling, it is up to the virtuous brother to stay. Even if the virtuous brother took Jingzhou, I don't blame you. ”

"Brother." Liu Bei wanted to say something, but Liu Biao raised his hand and didn't let him say it.

Liu Biao, who was lying on the sickbed, didn't have much strength left, and he wanted to finish the last words.

"I don't have any attachment now, only two things I want to entrust to you."

Looking at Liu Bei, Liu Biao's voice became softer and softer.

"One, Brother Wangxian must not be like me, and second, Brother Wangxian must not let the Han family fall into this world."

His hand slapped lightly on Liu Bei's hand and let go.

The strength of his body was withdrawn little by little, Liu Biao's eyes were half-closed, and he asked.

"Brother Xian, how big is the Han family?"

Liu Bei couldn't answer.

"It's a pity." Liu Biao whispered to himself: "I only have the eyesight of a state, and I can't see the size of the world." ”()

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