Under the city of Xuchang, in front of Emperor Xian and Cao Cao, Liu Bei had a warm smile on his face, and his eyes looked at Fang Guang, as if the two had been close friends for many years.

"Datong, I haven't seen you for two years, I didn't expect you to become the pillar of Meng De with the posture of the yellow scarf, don't mention the rights and wrongs of the day, just talk about luck, God's will favors you, you can be the leader of all the people in the world!"

Seeing Fang Guang, how to speak, Liu Bei had already deduced in his heart no less than a hundred times.

Downplaying Fang Guang's political achievements, attributing it to the ethereal providence, and branding him with a yellow scarf at the same time is the strategy of dealing with Fang Guang in Da'er's heart.

His gaze swept over Fang Guang's side, glaring at his Changshan white-robed young general, with the danger of mountains and rivers in his chest, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and took a few steps back.

Leaning directly in front of Yun Chang's broad chest, he felt safer.

"Liu Xuande, the rights and wrongs of the plains that day, of course, I have to mention that in order to curry favor with the non-virtuous people, you framed the front, and then murdered, where is the right and wrong that can be brought over?"

"As for the favor of heaven? I plough and read the East County, Chang Yanzhou Dingkou is not less than one million, one of Kyushu, there are no thousands of people wandering, and there is no tragic situation of roosters crowing for thousands of miles. ”

"To build Xuchang for the Ming Dynasty, it can expand the land for thousands of miles, and disperse the people's hearts in a corner for a long time!"

"Compared with Xuande to Qingzhou, Tian Kai was defeated, Xuzhou, Tao Qian died suddenly, Pi under his palm, and the people withered, and he shared the trough with Lu Bu and the tiger and wolf, and now here, it is more clever!"

Liu Bei wanted to dilute right and wrong and highlight the difference in identity.

Fang Guang's words are dry, and he even points out Liu Bei's resume, which is much more convincing than the ethereal four words of heaven.

Even Liu Xie, who had already been bewitched by the big ears, couldn't help frowning when he heard Fang Guang's words.

His Majesty only felt that the Yellow Turban Boy in front of him, with elegant words, was completely different from the Dukes of the DPRK and the Taixue scribes, and the arrogant and crazy Yellow Turban soldiers in his heart.

"Boy, what nonsense? What kind of virtuous person, the Chen family that day, but took out a thousand grains and rice, the plain family you engaged in withered, the eldest brother had no soldiers available, what else are you bragging? ”

"Fang Guang, on politics, you are not qualified enough!"

Liu Bei couldn't reply to Fang Guangyi's words, so he could only pretend to be a gentle person, disdain to argue, stand with his hands and smile, and force him to be full.

Zhang Fei and Guan Yu took pity on the eldest brother and stood up to help speak, but their words were vulgar and meaningless, and the argument in front of them was reduced to the level of scolding the street in the countryside.

Liu Xie's side, Hu Cong Emperor, the two most face-to-face, except for King Jing of Zhongshan, Liu Da'er.

There is another person, which is Dong Zhao, the waiter of the Yellow Gate.

The old Dong of the dark line of the family is the most familiar with the temperament of the emperor, otherwise, he would not be able to persuade Liu Xie to cross the river from the west of the river to Henan.

Lao Liu entered the palace, saw His Majesty, and shared a lot of Dong Zhao's favors, and now he is speechless, Dong Zhao is actually very happy in his heart, but he also knows that he can't let the yellow scarf child get full color today.

"Fang Datong, I am Dong Zhao, the former servant of His Majesty, I know that you have some slight talents, you and Xuande have passed, in front of Your Majesty, you are like dust, insignificant!"

"Now that the Han Dynasty is in full swing, since you are talented, let me ask you, what should Your Majesty do when you enter the Xu Capital?"

Dong Zhao was very insidious, and in front of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military affairs, and Cao Cao, the lord of Fang Guang, asked about Fang Guang's political affairs.

First, he expected that Fang Guang was just some Yellow Turban Magicians, he was a good hand at farming, and he was okay with the war, and if he really talked about the big politics, he was afraid that it would be a lot worse.

Second, Fang Guang is a strategist under Cao Cao, skipping the lord and talking about major events in the world, which is taboo for people and ministers, even if Fang Guang's answer is good and insightful, unconsciously, he also separates these two people.

Fang Guang's heart is towards the sun, and he has been pragmatic all his life, where to care about these many twists and turns.

Fang Guang just glanced coldly at the Huangmen squire, and slowly spoke under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, when the monarchs and ministers of the court.

"Your Majesty has been trapped between tigers and wolves for a long time, and today he is in Xuchang, sheltering for the Ming Duke, and the righteousness of the moment should be rewarded to the heroes of the world!"

"Ming Gong is heroic and resolute, the position of the three princes is reflecting the talent, Kyushu is split, His Majesty has nothing else to do except the righteousness of the sky, and there is nothing else, both here, the position of the center is set in the land of Yuzhou, and the great goodness is also!"

In front of Xuchang City, the ministers full of ministers listened to Fang Guang talk about major policies, and everyone was disdainful at first, and when Fang Guang finished speaking, nine times out of ten, disdain turned into horror.

The former Yellow Turban Lieutenant's words were pragmatic and clear, almost rude.

It is to ask for a reward for Cao Cao before Emperor Xian enters the city, and define what Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty should and should not do in Xuchang.

Although Liu Xie was down, after all, he was still the Ninety-Five, listening to Fang Guang's words, he only had the name of the emperor, and he took out this name, his face was flushed, and he couldn't say a word.

Not far from Emperor Xian's side, if he wanted to help his friends come out, Zhong Xuan, who was ahead of him, gritted his teeth, and he had to scold Fang Guang for being rude.

This leader of the Guanzhong family opened his mouth just now, and his sleeve was pulled by the person next to him.

Zhong Xuan's heart moved, and he turned his head to look, Sima Yi, the son of his friend Sima Fang, a tall young man with Zhongda, looked at himself and shook his head slowly.

In the summer of 196 A.D., in the minds of the world, it seems that the powerful minister who was born with the appearance of an old child and is gloomy and scheming is a seventeen-year-old guy.

Sima Yi, the second eldest of Sima Bada, devoted himself to Confucianism in Guanzhong, although he did not have the name of Wolong, Phoenix Chick, Qilin, and Meilang, he was also low-key and wise, and was loved by everyone in the family.

Sima Yi has been abiding by ten thousand words since he was a child, it is better to be a silent life motto, everything does not like to speak, but the people of the family know that as long as he speaks, it must be a critical time.

"Zhong Gong, this son's words are impeccable, every word is on the top, occupying the position of the heavenly time, if you force yourself to refute, not only will you lose the pattern, but also plant trouble in Cao Gong's heart!"

"Don't open your mouth!"

The middle-aged man, who was dozens of years old, was very convinced by the blue-headed Sima Yi in front of him, gritted his teeth and nodded, and retreated to the ministers.

Sure enough, Cao Cao saw that Emperor Xian's face was displeased, and no one spoke for a long time, stroking his beard and letting out a long smile in the signature style.

"Datong, you are clearly an official in front of Your Majesty, I am a Hanchen, and loyalty is my duty, you will cause trouble for me!"

"The three princes are so respected, I may not be able to live in them!"

Although Cao Cao's words were reproaches, the sweetness was almost overflowing, what Fang Guang said was in line with him, and Fang Guang had a special identity, wearing the big hat of the Yellow Turban Captain.

Some words are about to be said by Fang Guang, even if they are more straightforward, no one will blame Dongjun Taishou.

He echoed with Fang Guang that it was to finalize the position of the head of the hundred officials before the emperor entered the palace, the people of Xuchang, the military under his command, and so many waste ministers.

Cao Cao is a hero after all, what he did in his previous life, he still has to do in this life!

The Hanchen in his heart, even if he is a minister, should be a courtier like Huo Guang, acting unscrupulously and covering the sky with one hand!

Regardless of the things of the future, at least when the world is taught, the people of the world should be, who is the lord of Xuchang.