"Yang Sikong, today's difficulty, if there is no hussar general galloping thousands of miles to help, it will definitely shake my Han country. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info In this case, don't talk about it in the future. ”

The little emperor glared at Yang Biao dissatisfied, and in his heart he despised this guy who would only fan the flames behind his back. Wang Yun dared to talk eloquently in front of the wolf-like Xiliang soldiers, calmly and righteously, did he Yang Biao dare? A person who will only hide in the corner like a mouse, and dare to come out and jump twice when no one is ready, has no courage and no strategy, how can he be expected to assist him in the Han Dynasty?

Yang Biao was shocked in his heart, shrunk his neck and retreated to the side, not daring to speak again. Other skills are almost meaningless, but it is Yang Biao's forte to observe words and emotions and figure out people's hearts, how can he not see that the little emperor is already disgusted with him, and at this time, it is tantamount to talking about the east and west. So, at this time, silence is the best choice.

"Tell the hussar general, if he can repel the Xiliang thieves outside the city, I will reward him with the general's seal letter!"

The little emperor, who was in dire need of a sense of security, put all his hopes on Han Jun, and naturally he would not spare his reward at this time, not to mention that for him, it didn't make much difference who the general asked him to do.

When Han Jun received the emperor's order, he was strolling around Chang'an Avenue with dozens of personal guards. The riots have subsided for a while, and many people have opened their doors and dared to go to the streets, after all, except for those pampered old men, the vast majority of ordinary people still have to work hard to fill their stomachs. Especially in the Guanzhong area, where the economic crisis caused by Dong Zhuo's small money is most severe, almost every civilian household has no food in stock. Although life is precious, being hacked to death with a knife and dying of hunger and cold are both death, so even if there is only a glimmer of hope to live, no one wants to continue to wait in despair.

Along the road, white flags were hung on the doors of people's houses every once in a while, and there were faint cries of pain from inside the houses. Obviously, someone in the family died in the riot. The sword and gun were blind, and Chang'an City was lost too quickly, causing many ordinary people to suffer from military disasters before they had time to dodge, which made Han Jun hate Li Dao and others more and more in his heart. Wang Yun's ruling may not be able to bring the Han back to the right path, but at least the people don't need to suffer this unwarranted disaster!

If it weren't for the fact that there were too few soldiers and horses in his hands, Han Jun really wanted to kill those surrendered soldiers, but there was no way, he could be ruthless to foreign races, and few people stood up to accuse him of killing cruelty. But as long as he dares to kill prisoners at the feet of the Son of Heaven, what awaits him will definitely be overwhelming condemnation. Bai Qi, Xiang Yu's experience made Han Jun full of hatred, but he could only hold back his desires.

After the chaos in Chang'an, all kinds of ruins were waiting to be rebuilt, and the hungry people were waiting to be fed, but this didn't have much to do with Han Jun, so he didn't want to stay in Chang'an for a long time. However, the howl that lingered in his mind could not dissipate, and the string that made Han Jun's heart tense finally loosened. Yang Tian sighed and ordered, "Go and call Huangfu Song to me." ”

Huangfu Song, one of the "Liangzhou Sanming", the nephew of the famous general Huangfu Gui of the Eastern Han Dynasty, made great contributions in the suppression of the Yellow Turban Rebellion, and was appointed as the general of the expedition to the west after Dong Zhuo's death. Although Huangfu Songde is highly respected, he is nominally Han Jun's subordinate after all, so Han Jun's move is not arrogant.

Walking to the vicinity of Xishikou, Han Jun saw white flags fluttering in the sky at the entrance of a mansion from a distance, and the sound of grief-stricken cries filled his ears, making him involuntarily stop, and he was curious in his heart Nunu Mouth instructed Wang Ling: "Go and see what's going on!" ”

After a short time, Wang Ling walked back with an embarrassed face, hesitating as if he didn't know how to speak.

Han Jun glared at him, and was about to step forward to find out in person, but he heard Wang Ling say in a hesitant voice: "Yes, it's Cai Bo Zheng, who is ...... being buried."

"Oh?"

Han Jun thought about it, and then he came back to his senses, and asked Wang Ling with a smile, "Yanyun, what are your plans now?" ”

Wang Ling trembled, hurriedly knelt on the ground, and said sincerely: "The lord has the grace of knowing Ling, and Ling has always been loyal to the lord, and he has never wavered!" Even when my uncle was alive, when he was chatting, he never dared to leak the military, government and people of the two states! ”

Han Jun helped Wang Linglai up, patted him lightly on the shoulder and nodded, "I naturally trust Yanyun, otherwise, I wouldn't have taken you with me." Zishi has made great contributions to the country and the people, but after all, he is no longer here, and whether you can continue the glory of the Taiyuan Wang family depends on whether you can pick up this thousand catties of burden. ”

Wang Ling said gratefully: "The lord is gracious, Ling will never forget, and I am willing to smear the liver and brain of the lord, although he has no regrets in death!" ”

Han Jun shook his head and sighed: "Bo Gong is the leader of my Han literary circle, I have to say that Master Zi is a little arbitrary!" Since we have met, then let's go forward and give Bo Gong a ride! ”

Wang Ling did not allow it, and walked forward with Han Jun in the grief-stricken sound of the sacrifice.

To say that Cai Yong and Wang Yun's previous relationship was still good, but compared to Wang Yun's scheming, he was actually a nerd in essence. After Dong Zhuo's death, others were afraid to avoid him, only he was stupidly grateful for Dong Zhuo's kindness, and hugged Dong Zhuo's body in front of the public and cried. Wang Yun was in high spirits at that time, where could he tolerate this? Although Yang Biao, Ma Riyan and other important ministers of the court interceded for Cai Yong, Wang Yun gritted his teeth and insisted on going his own way, and finally executed this world-famous literary leader.

When Wang Yun was in power, although the Cai family was grief, they could only endure it, and finally survived until Wang Yun died in Xuanpingmen today, which made a big show for Cai Yong's funeral, and countless students and scholars who admired Cai Yong's demeanor or had been selected by Cai Yong were countless, and after hearing the news, they rushed to see Cai Yong off, which also led to the scene that Han Jun saw just now.

The arrival of Han Jun and his entourage naturally alarmed the weeping crowd. Just experienced a military disaster, it was the most fragile time for people's hearts, and when they saw a group of soldiers fighting with open flames from a distance, everyone naturally gave way to avoid it, lest they get into trouble.

Han Jun walked to the coffin with a sad face, sighed slightly, and bowed his head to the end as if no one was around, and he couldn't tell what it was like to have mixed feelings in his heart.

"This general, dare to ask the surname Gao, but does he have an old relationship with his father?"

There was a sudden cool sound in my ears, like mountains and flowing water, and like a warbler through the willow waves, which was extremely pleasant.

Han Jun smiled bitterly, slowly raised his head and arched his hand and was about to speak, but his eyes lit up, and his heart couldn't help but ripple.

Han Jun has not seen beautiful women, and the most beautiful women in the Three Kingdoms are all happy in his arms, but he still can't help but be attracted by the filial woman in front of him.

White clothes like snow, black hair like a waterfall, these two completely different colors are matched together, but you can't tell what it feels like in your eyes.

The pear blossom with the rain is lonely and proud, and the eyes are cold and seem to reveal infinite tenderness. It was such a woman who made Han Jun stunned like a fool.

Han Jun wouldn't have guessed who this woman was, the reason why he came over to mourn Cai Yong, who had never been friends with him, was actually because of this woman in his heart.

Cai Yan, Cai Wenji.

Of course, Cai Wenji at this time, there is no need to shy away from the well-known name of Sima Zhao, and her table name can also be called Zhaoji.

Han Jun's pig-like expression also seemed to anger Cai Yan, a trace of inconspicuous disgust flashed in her eyes, and she said coldly: "My father is the most vicious sword soldier in his life, if the general's worship is over, please take a step and leave." ”

Cai Yan's undisguised eviction order also brought Han Jun back to his senses, and he was disturbed by a wry smile and arched his hand, and turned around to leave.

A hint of surprise flashed in the corners of Cai Yan's eyes, she was actually ready to anger the other party and burn the jade in her heart, but she didn't expect Han Jun to have such a good temper, and he really left obediently.

"Zhaohime, you're so rude!"

In the crowd, an old man walked out tremblingly, his beard and hair were all white, but his spirit was still quite vigorous, and he glared at Cai Yan angrily and said: "I remember that Bo Jiao praised the hussar general's literary talent more than once before his death, if he has knowledge under the spring, do you think he can spare you?" ”

Without waiting for Cai Yan to speak, the old man hurriedly took two steps and grabbed Han Jun's robe sleeve and said, "Since the hussar general came to offer condolences, he thought that he had been friends with Bo Yan for a long time, why did he leave in a hurry?" ”

Han Jun turned his head, vaguely remembering that he had seen this old man at the head of Xuanping Gate City, and hesitated for a moment and said with a dry smile: "Please forgive the boy's clumsiness, dare to ask Mr. Honorable Name?" ”

The old man smiled and waved his hand and said, "Old man Ma Riyan, you shouldn't ask the hussar general." ”

Han Jun smiled and arched his hand: "It turned out to be Mr. Weng, Mr. Jiuyang's name, and today I have to comfort my life!" ”

As soon as the words changed, Han Jun said again: "The late school should have listened to Mr.'s teachings, but it was helpless to make the initial decision in Chang'an, and everything was complicated, so it was really inseparable. In the coming day, the boy will definitely visit in person and apologize to Mr. Uncle Weng in person! ”

"Are you Han Jun and Han Boyan who made "Out of the Stopper" and "Jinyang Snow"?"

Cai Yan's voice sounded again, but there was still no politeness, and he thought that he was also influenced by that nerdy father, who had the same bookish atmosphere as his father. You must know that the county order that broke the family, the mansion Yin who destroyed the door, and according to Han Jun's current power and the situation in Chang'an, it is easy to let Cai Yong die and live in peace. Ma Riyan thought that it was precisely because he saw this that he had to stand up and play a round for Cai Yan, but he didn't expect that Cai Yan's words were likely to make all his efforts go down the drain.