Chapter 138: The Battle of Chang'an
At the beginning of the weather, the clear sky is like a jade inkstone soaked in water, and a few wisps of flowing clouds slowly overflow, which is the faint pine ink that leaks out of the inkstone.
Cao Cao likes the sky of Yanzhou very much, it is clear and clean, and he washes away all the killing and bloody in his heart. He stood on the city wall as high as the foot of the mountain, overlooking the green fields outside the city, the sparse wind rubbed the cool chest of the city wall, and in the quiet, he could even hear the breathing of the soldiers defending the city in the wind.
He finally took Yanzhou back.
For two years, he and Lu Bu launched a tug-of-war in Yanzhou, and they were on the verge of extinction several times, and there was almost no place to stand when they were in distress. Fortunately, Xun Yu and Cheng Yu desperately dissuaded him, he gritted his teeth and persevered, endured the locust plague in Yanzhou, endured the tragic scene of cannibalism, endured demoralisation, and dissent of subordinates, and swallowed all the blood in his stomach, and Lu Bu stayed up for time, boiled patience, and treated himself as an earthworm buried in the soil with half of his body, and he was moving inch by inch to open up the territory. After extremely difficult battles, blood flowed and pestles, and corpses piled up mountains, in the end, it was to regain the lost territory and pacify Yanzhou.
The footsteps under the city tower sounded unhurriedly, and it was Xun Yu and Cheng Yu who stepped up one after the other. Cheng Yu rushed to the front, he was an impatient, rigid and solemn, unwilling to give in, and had many conflicts with the same signature, and everyone was quite criticized; Xun Yu is a chronic son, beautiful and moderate, and his demeanor is ruo, and the subordinates in Yanzhou secretly learn his manners and demeanor, saying that this is Xun Wenruo's model of a polite gentleman, how can we not do it?
Cao Cao crossed his arms and looked at these two henchmen with a smile, he could actually guess their intentions.
Cheng Yu preemptively said: "Lord, how about welcoming the Son of Heaven?" β
Cao Cao said nonchalantly: "I'm still thinking. β
Three days ago, they received news that the emperor had escaped from the control of Li Dao and Guo Yan. When Cao Cao and LΓΌ Bu fought for Yanzhou, Li Dao and Guo Yan fought against Chang'an, one robbed the emperor and the other robbed the minister, and the central hub became the victim of the slaughter under the personal vendetta of the two, and the emperor became their weight. At that time, the princes were fiercely fighting for territory, and no one cared about the life or death of the central government, and the emperor had long been a useless ornament in their minds, and fighting for an extra inch of land was more valuable than providing a waste emperor. After more than a year of this, the important ministers around the emperor took advantage of the contradictions within the Liangzhou army to force Li Dao and Guo Yan to release the emperor's ministers and gain freedom for a while. The emperor traveled under the stars and urgently withdrew to Luoyang.
When the news came to Yanzhou, Xun Yu first proposed to go west to Luoyang to welcome the Son of Heaven, but most of the subordinates disagreed, thinking that Yanzhou was newly restored, Shandong was not peaceful, and the people's hearts and minds were exhausted, and it took time to rectify. What's more, the power of the Liangzhou army still exists, Yang Feng and Han Xian are still camping in the Son of Heaven, if they rashly go to Luoyang to pay homage to the king, it is likely to clash with the Liangzhou army, and there is no need to join in the excitement of this loyal monarch. The subordinates were divided into two factions in an instant, Xun Yu and Cheng Yu were in favor of the Yingjun faction, and the others were all oppositionists, especially the military generals, who followed Cao Cao to fight in the east and west, only Cao Cao in their hearts, and no emperor.
Cheng Yu asked, "What are the concerns of the lord?" β
Cao Cao's face was slightly solemn, and he said two names: "Yang Feng, Han Xian." β
Cheng Yu disagreed: "These two people don't have to worry, if the lord enters Tokyo in the west, and goes to the temple in the name of the Son of Heaven, the obedience has been decided, and the two of them are like covering the ears of the palm!" β
Cao Cao pondered, he was not only worried about not being able to deal with the Liangzhou army, but also worried about the unpredictable changes after entering Luoyang in the west, and his reluctance to give up the Yanzhou base camp that had finally recovered.
Xun Yu said unhurriedly: "Could it be that the lord is worried about Yanzhou? β
Cao Cao was stunned, but he didn't say anything, just stared at Xun Yu quietly.
Xun Yu said slowly: "Although Yanzhou is flat, several years of conquest, the people's livelihood is broken, the fields are barren, its land is biased to the east, how to get to the heart of the Central Plains, the west can enter Guanzhong, the east can sweep Shandong, the north can run to ride the Liao, the south can follow the Jianghuai, look around, overlook Kyushu." β
He paused for a moment, and then said: "Since the Son of Heaven has been broadcasting, the lord has taken the lead in advocating the righteous army, and he has not been able to go to Guanyou in order to disturb Shandong. However, he still dispatched generals and envoys in danger, although he was in danger, his heart was all in the royal family. Today's frame rotates, Tokyo Hazelnut, Cheng is therefore at this time, the Lord is from the people's prestige, this is Dashun also! β
He saw that Cao Cao was still hesitating, and said: "In the past Jin Dynasty, Duke Wen accepted King Xiang of Zhou and the princes followed, and Gaozu went east to fight for Emperor Yi and returned to the heart of the world, what is the lord worried about?" β
Cao Cao's heart trembled suddenly, and the words "coercing the Son of Heaven to order the princes" jumped into his mind, and he raised the corners of his mouth slightly, but quietly suppressed the excitement.
Cheng Yu persuaded again: "The Luoyang court is also happy to hope that the lord will serve the Son of Heaven, Zhong Xuan and Dong Zhao all have the intention of welcoming the public, and there are Yanzhou generals working together, and there are ministers inside, this matter can be both!" If the lord hesitates, if Yuan Jizhou intends to welcome the Son of Heaven to live in Ye, and the lord will be subject to others in the future, won't he regret it? β
The sentence "Yuan Shao" made Cao Cao completely determined, he slapped his palm on the battlement, and said categorically: "Okay, I will send troops to the west to welcome the Son of Heaven Fengzong Temple!" β
The cool autumn breeze easily climbed over the wall and quickly filled the dilapidated mansion. The withered yellow leaves rise and fall in the courtyard, always floating in the air, like a suspended and indecisive mind, shyly pulling at the clothes of the wind, and always refusing to lie quietly.
Emperor Liu Xie stared at the fallen leaves like a fool and chased the wind, there was a fallen leaf patted on his shoulder, he didn't pick it, the fallen leaves had to be inches, and simply climbed on his face, and the internal official standing beside him trembled and stumbled a step, carefully picking up the dead leaves for the Son of Heaven.
Liu Xie smiled at him indifferently, the internal officials lowered their heads in fear, and their stomachs suddenly "gurgled" for a while, and he hurriedly pressed it with his hand, but this sound was like a plague, and the stomachs of the surrounding internal officials all screamed, responding to each other, as if the palace was feasting.
Liu Xie wanted to laugh very much, he looked at the faces that were blue from hunger, and the smile was like a stiff line, stiffening at the corners of his lips, and finally folding down, turning into sadness.
He asked the officials blankly, "What do you yearn for the most in your hearts?" β
An internal official licked his white mouth: "Return to Your Majesty, have a full meal." β
Liu Xie smiled palely: "Do you know what I yearn for the most?" β
The internal official said flatteringly: "Your Majesty is the supreme in the world, and naturally yearns for peace in the world and the health of the people." β
Liu Xie shook his head weakly: "Sleep peacefully." β
The officials looked at each other, and no one could have imagined that the Son of Heaven's greatest dream was to sleep peacefully, but it could be understood if he thought about it carefully. Since the emperor ascended the throne, he was first humiliated by Dong Zhuo, and then held hostage by Li and Guo, moved from Luoyang to Chang'an, and fled back to Luoyang from Chang'an. Whether Dong Zhuo, or Li, Guo, are cruel and tyrannical villains, seeing that the Son of Heaven does not obey the etiquette rank, he rushed to the court with a knife, and when he spoke, the voice was like a bell, and the spittle stars were often splashed on the emperor's face. What is even more unscrupulous is that once they are at odds with each other, they often attack in arson, and each does not forget to be aggrieved in front of the emperor, forcing the emperor to issue an edict to reprimand the other party for disobedience.
Later, it was difficult to escape Li and Guo, and the Son of Heaven had a difficult journey to Luoyang, and in order to avoid Li and Guo's chasing soldiers, he jumped off ship when he crossed the river, and he was embarrassed and disgraced, and the dignity of the Son of Heaven was gone. When he returned to Tokyo, the Luoyang Imperial Palace had been reduced to ruins, and he had to go to the eunuch's old residence to live temporarily, and the outer wall of the house collapsed by more than half, which could not cover the majesty of the holy driver, and the emperor went to the thatched house to be pointed at by the soldiers, noisy and noisy, and rude.
Although Li and Guo have been far away, the Liangzhou army is still entrenched in Gyeonggi, and the crisis is still imminent. These warriors who had no rules and etiquette were no different from Dong Zhuo and Li and Guo, and they often went into the emperor's residence, threw a book in front of the holy car, which was densely filled with the list of officials they wanted to worship, and ordered the Son of Heaven to stamp the jade seal in a rough voice. They take the grace of the court as a child's play, when the mood is good, the peddlers and pawns are worshiped as the captain Lang Guan, a day to worship more than 100 officials, forcing the imperial history of the palm seal too late to engrave, so they have to indiscriminately cone painting.
The palace was in a state of decadence, and the Gongqing court meeting had to be crowded in the backyard of the old mansion, and it was awkwardly carried out in the onlookers of the laughter of the Liangzhou soldiers. The soldiers would often fight over a moment of verbal altercation, draw knives and cut each other, and after a court meeting, corpses were scattered all over the ground, and blood spurted in front of the emperor's throne.
It is really sad and pitiful that the dignified Son of Heaven has fallen to such a state, the officials get along with the Son of Heaven day and night, and have suffered the same horror and intimidation, and can understand the unspeakable sorrow of the emperor, thinking of the suffering of the Son of Heaven, their eyes are red.
Dong Cheng hurriedly walked over, holding a red lacquer brocade box in his hand, and bowed respectfully.
"Your Majesty!"
Liu Xie nodded: "Uncle Guo, please get up!" β
Dong Cheng got up and opened the brocade box at the same time: "This is the wheat dumpling that the minister respects to His Majesty, please use it forcibly for Your Majesty!" A wisp of fragrance lingered, and all the officials swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
Liu Xie suddenly felt bitter. Luoyang is withered and dilapidated, the countryside is abandoned, and there are drought locusts in the world, and there is no rice and grain to supply the imperial court. The Son of Heaven had two meals a day and was still stretched, and the officials were starving all day long, so they had to go out to pick wood, dig grass roots, eat loess, and the number of starvation deaths could be thousands.
He said sourly: "Uncle Guo is bothered. He motioned to the internal officials, "Take it and make it into porridge, and everyone will share it." β
The internal official was stunned and didn't dare to move, and Liu Xie's face sank: "Go quickly!" β
Although the internal official was reprimanded, his heart was hot, and he almost shed tears, hugged the brocade box tightly, and ran to the back hall with a smoke.
Liu Xie smiled kindly: "Uncle Guo has worked hard." β
Dong Chengtui conceded: "Now that the country is in difficulty, Your Majesty is in danger, I hope to take care." β
Liu Xie smiled miserably: "Thank you Uncle Guo for your loyalty." He saw Dong Cheng's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, "Something?" β
Dong Cheng pondered: "Yanzhou Assassin Cao Cao led his troops westward, and now he is about to reach Xingyang, he wants to meet Your Majesty, what does Your Majesty think?" β
Liu Xie already knew about this matter, Cao Cao asked to welcome the Son of Heaven, but Dong Cheng thought that Cao Cao had scales and armor in his belly, unpredictable, and suddenly wanted to enter the west, but he didn't know what to do, so he once blocked the troops in the western Xinjiang and refused to make a messenger, and later Cao Cao repeatedly said that he was loyal, so he withdrew his troops and let him go.
Liu Xie frowned and said, "How is Cao Cao?" β
Dong Chengdao: "His people are eloquent, heroic, wise and courageous. β
"How does it compare with Dong Zhuo and Li Guo?"
"Compared with martial arts and literary talents, Dong and Li can't look up to them, and they are more loyal to the king's heart and gall, and the ministers dare not speak." Dong Cheng's words were very careful.
Liu Xiehu asked again: "What about Yang Feng and Han Xian?" β
"The mound is more than Mount Tai, not the same."
Liu Xie paced slowly, suddenly stopped, and his eyes were scorching: "Uncle Guo, how about pressing the mound grave with Mount Tai?" β
Dong Cheng was stunned for a moment, and then understood the emperor's intentions, and he said worriedly: "Although this plan is good, the minister is worried about going to a Dong Zhuo, and another Dong Zhuo." β
Liu Xie sighed suddenly: "I have to do it, the state affairs are eroded to this point, and it cannot be determined if it is not a hero, if Cao Cao has the talent of Kuangzheng, he can save all the society, the temple is fixed, and I have the face to see the ancestors of the Han Dynasty under the nine springs; If there is another Dong Zhuo......" He was silent for an instant, and his pale and delicate face gradually became puffy, and he said in an almost tragic tone, "Only by playing the game can you know whether you win or lose." β
The sixteen-year-old boy Tianzi's loud words sounded heart-wrenching, and Dong Cheng only felt a surge of sadness, and tears rolled down his eyes.
Ten days later, the Son of Heaven summoned Cao Cao, the assassin of Yanzhou, in Luoyang, who was dressed in a clean and neat civil official uniform, with a soap-colored official uniform that properly ironed his straight waist, and the scarf of the Jinxian crown was tightly attached to his broad head. He sincerely bowed under the emperor's throne, his voice was neither high nor low, gentle as the quiet breeze under the eaves, compared with those rude and ugly Liangzhou warriors, Cao Cao was like a graceful and luxurious white jade goblet, scorching and crystalline, unforgettable. The emperor remembered the story of "the prestige of Han officials" in the history books.
Cao Cao's first request when he saw the Son of Heaven was to implore the Son of Heaven to move to Xu and establish a new capital in Xu.
The emperor asked, "Why did you think so?" β
Cao Cao said humbly: "Luoyang is damaged, the palace is bad, the fields are barren, and the supreme is wronged to live here, neither can be fed for support, nor can it be for hundreds of officials, and the minister is to ask His Majesty to move the capital." β
The emperor thought seriously for a long time: "Although Xu Di is safe, the Zongmiao Society can not be built in one day, and the imperial capital is not an ordinary county. β
Cao Cao said solemnly: "Your Majesty rest assured, the ministers will do their best to rebuild the temple, the society will be repeated, Your Majesty will command in the middle, and all trivial matters will be handled by the ministers." β
The emperor looked at him quietly: "Qing is a naked heart, for the sake of the society, for my plan, I am allowed." β
Cao Cao was grateful, and when he told the story of the relocation of the capital, and offered food and straw for emergency relief, the emperor observed his humility and loyalty, but he was always worried, he did not know whether he had escaped from the fence or fallen into a deeper and more terrible cage.
In August of the first year of Emperor Jian'an of the Han Dynasty, Cao Cao, the assassin of Yanzhou, welcomed the Son of Heaven to move the capital to Xu. The Son of Heaven appointed Cao Cao as the general, the Marquis of Wuping, and the hundred officials had heard from Cao Cao, and the world was shocked, and people faintly felt that a new era had arrived.
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