The autumn rain in Luoyang is a little later this year than in previous years. The cold wind and rain rolled up the dead leaves and drifted by, which seemed to symbolize the ruin and decadence of the ancient empire of the Han Dynasty.

Under the solemn palace, a young man in red clothes stood on the porch, his eyebrows locked, and he looked at the autumn rain with a serious expression. What is revealed on that immature face is maturity that does not match age and the dignity of being a superior.

The young man suddenly sighed, and said with sorrow: "I think that my Han dynasty has been established for hundreds of years, expanding the territory and shaking the Quartet, but now there are thieves and disasters for many years. Alas, my Han Dynasty is in the midst of a storm! ”

A voice came from the corner of the hall: "Your Highness, why do you need to worry too much, with the wisdom of Your Highness, you will be able to determine the situation and restore the majesty of my strong man." ”

The young man looked into the hall, and a tall figure stood beside the pillar. The man's entire body was hidden in the shadows of the temple, except for a pair of piercing eyes that shone brightly.

The young man chuckled and teased the people in the shadows: "In the two years since Mr. Yue came to Luoyang, he has become more and more flattering. ”

The person in the shadow was stunned for a moment, and then heard that there was no sarcasm in the young man's tone, and he also laughed and said: "I want my Wang Yue to be a martial artist, and I am despised by scholars in this Luoyang City, but I have no way to join the country." His Royal Highness does not bend down to make friends with grass people who are from humble backgrounds and short-sighted. The more I feel the virtue of His Royal Highness, the more I feel it. ”

The young man smiled and walked back to the main hall, stood in front of a painting, looked up at the beautiful woman depicted in the painting, suddenly sighed, and said, "Mr. Yue's swordsmanship is exquisite, unparalleled in the world. However, Liu Xie's teeth are weak and he has not been able to make Mr. show his strengths, and he is deeply ashamed to think about this. ”

Wang Yue's eyes moved, as if he had thought of something. He stepped out of the shadows, looking to be about thirty years old, with a pair of eyes shining under a swarthy face, and a strong muscle that stretched the soap-blue robe to the full.

He stood in the center of the temple, bowed down, and said, "Your Highness has overdone your responsibility, and the more rude and incompetent you are, the more vain your Highness will bother." However, His Royal Highness has the talent to determine the world, and the sea is full of rivers, and he is dormant at this time, but he will break out of the cocoon one day and be a blockbuster! ”

"What else is it?" Liu Xie smiled and looked directly into Wang Yue's eyes, and there seemed to be an infinite city in those dark eyes.

Wang Yue's body shrank unconsciously, and Liu Xie's firm voice came: "If Xiao Hou really has another day, it is necessary to make Mr. famous in the court." ”

The words have come to this, no matter how stupid Wang Yue is, he also heard Liu Xie's intention to recruit, not to mention that in the past two years in Luoyang, he also knows a lot about those things in the palace, and knows that the prince in front of him is the most favored prince of the emperor today, and he is afraid that he will pass on the throne to him in the future.

Thinking of this, Wang Yue hurriedly bowed down and said, "The more I am willing to follow His Highness, in order to follow the work of dogs and horses." ”

Liu Xie nodded. Wang Yue's attitude was the same as he thought. Although this person has superb swordsmanship, he is obsessed with officialdom, and he uses fame and fortune to get along with him, and he easily accepts him.

"Mr. Yue doesn't need to be polite." Liu Xie raised his hand and motioned for Wang Yue to get up.

At this time, a small yellow door said outside the door: "The emperor is coming to visit the Queen Mother and Her Royal Highness."

Liu Xie knew that his grandmother, Empress Dowager Dong, was in slightly ill health this morning, and his father must have known the news and came to visit. He smiled and said to Wang Yue: "My father is coming here, and Mr. is afraid that it will be inconvenient here, so please go back first." If he has time in the future, Xiaohou will ask Mr. for swordsmanship again. ”

Wang Yue also knew that he was not suitable to stay any longer, so he bowed and retired.

Liu Xie summoned into a small yellow door: "Send Mr. out of the palace for me." ”

"Your Highness." Wang Yue gave a salute and left with Xiao Huangmen.

Watching Wang Yue walk away, Liu Xie exhaled softly and looked up at the painting on the wall again. The beauty in the painting is graceful and luxurious, and there is a love of the city between the smiles.

It was his mother Wang Meiren, but he had never seen her once, and only through the paintings that his father asked him to paint, did he know her beauty in the city.

When he was just born, his mother was poisoned by the current Empress He. He couldn't imagine what the situation was at that time, but he heard from the palace people around him that his mother was bleeding from her nose and eyes at that time, and her ten fingers kept scratching the ground because it was too painful, and her nails were all cracked.

Every time he thinks of this, Liu Xie feels more than sad, but afraid. 's mother is the favorite concubine of her father, and she can be said to be poisoned to death, and her own life is not in danger.

Fortunately, my grandmother, Empress Dowager Dong, rescued herself at a critical moment and raised herself by her side.

His father's anger after learning of this incident did not make Empress He deserve it, and due to the intercession of the eunuchs and the power of Empress He's elder brother, the general He Jin, the father had to swallow this bitter fruit. Perhaps because of this, his father empathized with his mother's guilt on himself, and his favor became his own protective umbrella.

But the father and the queen mother will always die one day, so what will happen to them after that?

His father discussed with the Empress Dowager several times and wanted to make himself the crown prince, but He Jin forced his father to appoint Empress He's son in the name of the order of the eldest and youngest, and the officials of the Shi clan forced his father to appoint Empress He's son, and his father's eldest son Liu Wei as the crown prince. Once his father collapses and Liu Wei becomes the emperor, the thorn in his side will inevitably be pulled out by Queen He or He Jin.

Killing this kind of thing, he worries about it every day. He had never had the carefree childhood of ordinary children, and for as long as he could remember, he had to fear that one day he would die with a glass of poisoned wine or a three-foot white silk, and in this worry, he became more precocious than the other children.

I tried my best to please my father, make friends with scholars, and recruit warriors, just because I wanted to live hard.

Liu Xie looked at the portrait of his mother stupidly and unconsciously shed tears. What he thinks and what he does is too tiring for a six-year-old child.

Gradually, Liu Xie cried, and the low cry turned into a howling cry. If Wang Yue sees it now, he may think: Liu Xie at this time may be more like a child of his age.

The crying Liu Xie didn't know that in the pavilion in the garden of the palace, another young prince was as preoccupied as he was.

Emperor Han Ling's eldest son, Liu Wei, was lazily leaning against the pillar at the moment, reclining on the stone chair in the pavilion. Holding a cup in one hand and a pot in the other, looking at the autumn rain outside the pavilion, his face was lonely. Occasionally, he would fill the glass in his hand and drink it all.

If it weren't for the palace people and the Yellow Gate standing respectfully around him, no one would believe that the lazy young man in front of him was the prince of the Han Dynasty and the future heir of the empire.

In the Eastern Han Dynasty, the royal family's costumes were mainly red (red). However, Liu Wei was dressed in a white shirt, and the expression on his face was quiet and natural, without the majesty that a royal nobleman should have. From a distance, the gazebo, drizzle, and white shirts seem to melt into a landscape painting splashed with ink, poetizing the melancholy in the autumn rain.

He was more of a bard poet than a prince.

In fact, Liu Wei can indeed sing a lot of poems. Li Bai Dufu's poems are a piece of cake for him, and Su Shi and Li Qingzhao's words are not a problem. But he didn't want to do it, and on the first day of this era, he decided on one thing: to keep a low profile.

The fragments of his previous life have become more and more blurry for him, as if the faded ink is gradually disappearing on the rice paper.

The only thing that still impresses is the jade wall, and the red light that makes people fall into it.

From the initial fear and confusion when Wow Wow landed, to now he has begun to adapt to the life of this era, he has even forgotten the name of his previous life, for him, he is now the prince of the Han Dynasty, Liu Bian!

Although this identity did not bring him much benefit, and on the contrary, he felt fear every day like Liu Xie. It's just that Liu Xie is afraid of the possibility of dying at any time, and he is afraid of that moment in history a few years later.

Sometimes, Li Ru would break into his dreams with the appearance of poisonous wine, and the imaginary tall, bloated, sword-holding figure - Dong Zhuo.

In my previous life, I read a lot of time-traveling novels, and the protagonist possessed a certain historical figure and changed his original historical fate. Paper, guns, and cannons, the development of base areas, and finally the pacification of troubled times.

This seemingly simple plot is extremely difficult for Liu Bian. Paper printing did allow him to get it out, but he didn't dare to reveal it. The sinister political environment in the Han court forced him to be cautious and walk on thin ice.

It is simply impossible for him to build guns and artillery, develop the army, and divide one side. He is the embarrassing identity of the prince of the Han Dynasty, so that he can't get out of Luoyang City at the farthest, build an army in the palace, and be his own emperor Lao Tzu is an idiot? A charge of raising an army and attempting to rebel can bring one's head to the ground.

Every time he thought of this, Liu Wei lamented that even if he was born in an ordinary peasant family, how could he establish a revolutionary base area by his own ability, and it would not be a problem to spend more than ten years to eliminate the decadent feudal dynasty.

Since there is no way to divide one side, it is always okay to show some domineering spirit to attract the support of some famous ministers and fierce generals, right?

The answer is no.

Liu Bian found that his life was tragic.

His cheap father, Emperor Liu Hong of Han Ling, didn't like him very much, and even reached the point of disgust. There is both Liu Hong's helplessness to his mother Queen He poisoning Wang Meiren, so he transferred his disgust to himself. What made Liu Wei even more depressed was that when he was born, there was a red star that crossed the sun, and the big fireball crossed the sky over Luoyang and dissipated in the Nangong where he was born.

Liu Hong, Langzhong of the Taishi Department, thought that the Red Star would be the main omen, and the result really made him right. In the second year of Liu Wei's birth, the Luoyang earthquake caused heavy casualties. Then came the three years of the great drought, the plague was rampant, and now the yellow turbans are in turmoil, and thieves are swarming. At this time, the court and the emperor and courtiers all regarded Liu Wei as the culprit who caused the decline of the Han Dynasty, and some ministers privately called him the reincarnation of the demon star.

Only the Lang Cai Yong people are still more righteous, and Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty said that this matter has nothing to do with Liu Wei, and the eunuchs are the culprits. As a result, he was framed by the Ten Standing Servants and rushed back to his hometown.

Looking at the eyes of the Han Empire up and down towards him, Liu Wei always couldn't help but raise his middle finger and scolded God: You said that if you let me cross, I can cross quietly, why do you want to do so many things? It's okay now, it was originally because of the government **, the Han Dynasty was gradually declining, but he became the scapegoat of those bastards.

If it weren't for the fact that those scholars and courtiers wanted to unite with the general He Jin to deal with the eunuchs, it is estimated that someone would have been impeached and abolished themselves.

However, even his uncle, the general He Jin, is against himself and is cautious. I remember that two years ago, I occasionally read a sentence when is the bright moon, and asked Qingtian about the wine. As a result, He Jin was very nervous and asked Queen He to find herself in the Changqiu Palace and asked the origin of this poem in person.

Of course, I won't admit that I wrote this poem myself. (Actually, it was not written by Liu.) It is said that on the emperor's birthday, hundreds of officials entered the palace to celebrate together, and accidentally heard an official chanting by the pavilion. asked which official it was, and deduced that it was dark and unrecognizable, so the matter was covered up.

Afterwards, Liu Wei felt very strange about He Jin's attitude, if he was only a high fighter, it should be very beneficial to He Jin. Because in this way, he will have a greater chance of inheriting the throne. Isn't what He Jin has always wanted to let himself inherit the throne, so that he can take charge of the government? How can you be so frightened and nervous about the talent you have shown by chance?

Later, he gradually figured out that in fact, He Jin broke his head and wanted to inherit the throne, not because of how loyal he was to himself, he just regarded himself as a tool for him to finally control the imperial power. But his own tool is a double-edged sword for him, Liang Ji (the general of the Heng Emperor period, once supported the succession of the Heng Emperor, but because of his autocratic power, he was hunted and killed by the Heng Emperor relying on the eunuchs. The end is imminent, and he doesn't want to end up with a family and extermination. Therefore, Liu Wei must be able to inherit the throne for him, but he must also be stupid enough that he can control it in his hands.

Can't go up, can't go down, but Liu Bian, who is in a desperate situation, is not desperate. The hardships of the difficult life in his previous life have polished a tenacious character in him. Faced with a temporary unfavorable situation, he chose to lie dormant and taoguang to keep his eyes on it. In the Han regime, where eunuchs, relatives, and scholars fell against each other, he was free from political struggles. A harmless face of humans and animals, in the strict palace of the Han Dynasty, he brought his frivolous and arrogant character to the extreme, and no one took this prince who was dissolute and unruly on the surface and did not respect the law to heart, although he would hate him even more if he did this, but in exchange for He Jin's reassurance and protection of him.

He has always believed that since God has arranged for him to travel to this era, it is not for him to go through the tribulations of life again. Instead, it gave him a chance to change his fate. What he has to do is to seize this opportunity.

In fact, he already had a plan in his heart, and he was only waiting for that opportunity in history to come.

A fresh fragrance wafted in, interrupting his tumbling thoughts. Liu Wei raised his nose and showed a knowing smile.

Accompanied by the fragrance, there was a pleasant voice: "Your Highness, the autumn rain is cold, I hope Your Highness will add clothes." ”

A group of palace people and the yellow gate surrounded the pink-clothed girl and walked into the pavilion. The girl's white hands held a red robe, and she looked concerned about Liu Wei.

Liu Wei smiled even more happily. When he came to this era, he did not face all hardships and hardships. It is comforting that unlike the single-minded life in his previous life, at least he still has a wife.