Chapter Seventy-Two: The Death of Yuan Shu! The Sims!

"No, Taoism has a request, sincerity is spiritual, this heavy rain, isn't it the best test of God for us." Sun Shangxiang carried her skirt and walked on the muddy mountain road.

Then he looked to the north, and his eyes were full of longing.

"I wonder if he's okay now?"

Thinking of this, Sun Shangxiang's footsteps couldn't help but speed up a little.

"Alas, Miss, slow down! Wait for me! ”

Meanwhile.

Shouchun Palace.

Since Yuan Shu became emperor, he has injured his life and money.

Now the palace is built in a magnificent style, but the people below mourn.

"Your Majesty, it's not good, Sun Ce led an army of 50,000 people to break through the Lujiang River and go straight to our Shouchun."

At this time, a eunuch suddenly rushed over, and his body was drenched in the rain and he didn't have time to pay attention.

"What? Isn't there Zhang Xun guarding me ahead? Yuan Shu's face on the dragon chair changed greatly.

"General Zhang Xun...... Already...... It's already on the battlefield! The eunuch cried out.

Boom Boom –

There was another thunderclap outside the main hall.

Yuan Shu was so frightened that he fell directly off the dragon chair.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty......"

"Rubbish, it's all rubbish, get out! Get out of here! ”

Yuan Shu roared hysterically.

I don't know how long it took before I calmed down.

Looking at the dragon candle lantern in the main hall.

The wind was blowing.

The dragon candle light flickered on and off, as if it would be blown out at any moment.

"God is unfair!" Yuan Shu trembled and propped himself up and walked outside the main hall.

The rain came from the surface, and even the tassels and dragon robes on the nine crowns were stained with water.

But Yuan Shu didn't care at all, he was like a walking dead at this time.

Walk up to the rooftop and look at the majestic palace below.

And behold the sky was covered with dark clouds, and lightning and thunder like the wrath of the gods.

"God, you're blaming me! It's to be punished by heaven! ”

Yuan Shu's hands were supported on the dragon stone pillar with difficulty, and his eyes were instantly wet with tears and rain.

Tick!

A tear dripped down the ground in a small pool where the rain gathered.

Instantly shattered into small water beads.

A layer of ripples spreads.

Yuan Shu looked down at his reflection in the pool.

It's as if I saw my past life.

The son of Sikong Yuan Feng of the Eastern Han Dynasty, he was born in the Yuan family of Runan, and was the "fourth and third dukes" in his family.

In the first year of the first peace, with the princes of the Eighteenth Road crusading against Dong Zhuo, they seized Huainan.

So far, the emperor has enjoyed it!

"It's worth it in my life, Cao Mengde and Yuan Benchu have never won against you in their lives, but in the first part of being the emperor, I won!"

"Hahahaha! It's me who won! Yuan Shu suddenly burst into laughter.

"Your Majesty......"

At this time, an old man in a general's robe arrived.

"Old Qiao, you're here!" Yuan Shu looked at the person in front of him, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a trace of bitterness.

"The front line came to report that Sun Ce had already opened a large army, and in a few days, Cao's army also converged and attacked from both sides." Qiao Rui arched his hand and said in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty, Shouchun can't be saved, let's prepare to withdraw!"

After saying this, Qiao Rui also tilted his head to the side.

"Escape...... Where to escape......" Yuan Shu smiled sadly.

"It's all the kings of the dead country......"

"Your Majesty can go to Yuan Shao, after all, you are the same sect, and he will definitely protect you."

"Yuan Shao?" Yuan Shu looked at the rolling clouds and took two steps to the side.

"I am the Son of Heaven, but I want to ask for refuge from a concubine......"

And it is someone who has never won since he was a child asking for help, Yuan Shu thought of this, and his hands clenched a little.

"Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood!"

"Your Majesty......"

"Okay, Old Qiao, you are also my old minister, no need to persuade me anymore, I won't leave!"

Before Qiao Rui finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Yuan Shu.

Then he looked at the bricks and tiles below the imperial city categorically.

"I want to live and die with Shouchun!"

Boom Boom –

The thunder sounded again, and the rain that had been slightly light before turned into a heavy rain again.

Shouchun City is like a century-old decaying house.

The wind and rain soaked on the eaves, as if it was about to collapse at any moment.

……

Night is coming.

Prime Minister's house.

Lao Cao sat in the study and commented on the music.

It rained outside the window for a day.

On a damp and dreary day, Lao Cao only felt a little dizzy.

"Ahu, you already have migraines, and it's easy to relapse when you don't get to the rainy season, don't worry about it for the past two days, take a little rest!" Bian Yu'er pushed open the door and picked up a bowl of freshly boiled ginger tea.

Lao Cao didn't push back, took the ginger tea and drank two sips, only to feel a little better.

"Alas! The Wancheng incident a few days ago, the Yuedan review in the past two days, and the next crusade against Shouchun all need to be watched by me. ”

"Everything is related to the future of Xu Du, how to sleep with peace of mind!"

After a day of slackening, my arms and legs were numb.

He also imagined that Cao Yu's little rabbit cub had no salted fish every day.

But there was no chance to catch my breath.

"I think Pi'er has been studying diligently to govern Chinese culture recently, and some small things can also be shared by the children below." Bian Yu'er gently grabbed Lao Cao's hand with her hand, thinking to herself.

If you can take this opportunity to let Pi'er enter the central music circle.

Are you still afraid that the heir will run?

In ancient times, it has always been the mother who is more expensive than the child.

It's not like this in the palace, and the disputes over the heirs below the princes are also ordinary.

But this time, I'm afraid Bian Yuer won't be able to imagine that she will move a stone to hit her foot this time.

Lao Cao heard Bian Yuer's suggestion.

Nodding slightly, this is a good idea.

Those who can work harder, and labor and management think about Gongshi every day when they have a headache and sleep

As a son, still thinking about salted fish every day?

It's so unbelievable, this kid must be pulled in to catch a strong man.

Well! Yes, tomorrow, let Cao Yu, this kid, start to help me criticize the music.

As for Cao Pi mentioned by Bian Yuer, Lao Cao didn't hear it at all.

"Ah Pu pay attention to rest, and the concubine retreats first." Bian Yu'er saw Lao Cao nodding slightly, and was secretly happy in her heart, knowing that he accepted her opinion.

If she knew, Lao Cao accepted her opinion.

However, the candidate is Cao Yu, I don't know if he will vomit blood.

Boom Boom –

Wind and rain, lightning and thunder.

The dull dampness made Lao Cao's head hurt a little more.

Sweat soaked through his clothes, and he really didn't want to work, so he lay down on the bed.

【Ding! The Sims cooldown is complete! 】