Luoyang City is boiling, with the return of the heroes, Luoyang City glows with the vitality of the ancient city, Emperor Han Ling stood on the highest steps, overlooked, waiting for the return of the heroes, the banquet has been placed at the gate of the palace, generals of all classes, will participate in this banquet!

Because they are the heroes of the Han Dynasty and the pride of the Han Dynasty!

It is also necessary to let them feel the glory of being a soldier of the Han Dynasty, and this glory is given by the Han Dynasty, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty looked at the army coming excitedly in the distance, and he sincerely admired the wisdom of the emperor!

A few days ago, it was he who brought a letter into the palace by Ning'er, completely changed the mind of Emperor Ling of Han, and handed over the celebration banquet to Huangfu Changming to take care of, now such a high-profile and prosperous scene, in addition to Huangfu Changming, he really can't think of a second person who can do it...

A sense of belonging to home?

Is it the glory of a nation?

Is the gathering of the hearts of the Han people?

You're really heartbroken for the widow, and the widow is going to worry about you, and the widow wants to give you the most precious thing in the world...

Because this thing is priceless, I hope you will cherish it!

That day... As soon as she entered the palace, Ning'er disappeared.

It has never been so beautiful, and the Huangfu family has become the most noble family in Luoyang City, and it is also the family with the greatest contribution to the Han Dynasty.

At the celebration banquet, Jian Yong still arranged it in an orderly manner, he was simply an expert in this area, and the Huangfu Changming who watched it wanted to praise him many times, but he didn't have time to say a word to the Huangfu Changming.

It is a feast, and under the feast are often the faces of hypocrisy.

But this hypocritical face didn't dare to show it at all, every powerful person wanted to make himself appear more real, every relative wanted to make him smile more naturally, and every eunuch also wanted to make his eyes less jealous.

"Father, do you blame me?" Huangfu Changming took a glass of wine, touched Huangfu Song's cup, and laughed very happily, but the voice came to Huangfu Song's ears with a touch of sadness.

Huangfu Song was stunned for a moment, drank the wine in his hand and said: "The way of loyal ministers, what is it for?" ”

"For the way of the general, and for what?"

"What is the way to survive?"

"For the people!" Huangfu Changming showed a smile on his face, slowly retreated, and returned to his seat, he looked at Huangfu Song, and said with pride in his eyes: "For the sake of the people, what about sacrificing the Huangfu family..."

"Please forgive me for pushing the family into the abyss!" Huangfu Changming also drank the wine in his hand in one gulp, Emperor Han Ling laughed and clapped his hands, and suddenly the whole banquet was silent!

This is the influence of the emperor, and it is also the existence that all ministers should fear, on the surface, everyone is happy to clink glasses and laugh together, but no one's attention dares to leave Emperor Han Ling.

"The widow is happy today!" Emperor Ling of Han raised the wine glass in his hand, and then drank it all and said: "So I respect everyone, the heroes of the Han Dynasty, and the great warriors!" ”

"Cheers!" Everyone was excited with a look of fanaticism, watching Emperor Han Ling drink it all, and the uproar returned to silence.

Emperor Han Ling poured another cup and said: "The biggest hero of this battle is none other than the great painter, none other than General Huangfu Song, of course, General Lu, General He, and even others..."

When Emperor Han Ling said this, Zhu Jun's face was a little ugly, but it dissipated in an instant, although the performance of the Changshe was not good, but in the next battle, his performance was still very superior.

"Congratulations! Cao Duwei..."Zhao Rong drank for three rounds, and his expression was a little dazed and apologized.

Cao Cao's expression moved, looked at Zhao Rong in a black robe, and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, when did you start painting." ”

"Cao Duwei don't laugh at us, no, I just learned to paint, I hope to get some tips from the great painter!" Zhao Rong secretly looked at the young talent who was sitting there smiling and looking at everyone, and spoke a little respectfully.

Cao Cao showed a look of embarrassment on his face, and said a little depressedly: "Brother Zhao, the great painter's body has not yet recovered, I think you should pay tribute to General Huangfu Song for this wine!" ”

Zhao Rong snorted and touched Cao Cao's wine glass again: "I just drank it." ”

Cao Cao's face was stunned, and then he whispered in understanding: "Who means?" ”

"What do you mean..."Zhao Rong smiled mysteriously and toasted into the distance.

"General Ma! You are the pillar of the Han Dynasty..."Bao Hong took the wine glass very respectfully, looked at the handsome young man with a smile, and said with admiration: "I heard that you single-handedly beheaded countless yellow turban generals. ”

The handsome young man withdrew his gaze from a beautiful palace maid, lowered his head and hid his face to drink, and after revealing it again, he smiled like a blooming flower: "Captain Bao said that he laughed, a military general in the lower district, where he dared to let you come over to accompany the wine in person, you should be worthy of the master!" ”

After the young man finished speaking, he pointed to the big painter who was sitting there, talking and laughing, and everyone looked around, and said with admiration: "He is the hero of the Han Dynasty!" ”

"Yes! People like me who have no merit dare to toast him..."Bao Hong looked ashamed, and he didn't even dare to look at the great painter.

The handsome young man looked at Bao Hong's black robe, and said with some meaning: "Captain Bao can also draw, I don't know a little bit about it, when will I introduce it, I also want to get started!" ”

Bao Hong's face turned red, a little ashamed, he hugged his fists deeply, and walked into the distance, the handsome young man watched him leave, with a touch of fun in his eyes: "This is power..."

In life, you are either greedy for money, lustful, or obsessed with power!

What is power?

Power is a person who occupies a high position and has power, from ancient times to the present, the ancestors have told us: people go to high places, and water flows to low places...

It can be seen that someone can not be greedy for money, can not be lustful, but only can not give him power, once he tastes the sweetness of power, he will desperately want to maintain it!

But in my opinion, power is a joke, a poisonous wine sent by the Son of Heaven to the death of capable people, a means for the powerful to win people's hearts, and a bright light for lowly people to fight the fire without hesitation.

So I'm also obsessed with power, and even obsessed with the feeling of the present, so I don't want to be an ant, I want to be a strong man, because power is the exclusive property of the strong.

The handsome young man slammed down the wine glass in his hand, got up and walked towards the beautiful palace maid, and hugged her in his arms.

If it were him, this move would undoubtedly be the following offense, but today, as a meritorious hero, these beautiful palace maids are prepared for these meritorious generals, if they don't fight for it to their heart's content, they will lose the purpose of this banquet.

It's also a perk of power...

The handsome young man laughed, put the palace maid on his shoulder, and brought it back to his seat, the beautiful palace maid was so frightened that she panicked, but she didn't expect that she would be resisted by someone abruptly.