In front of the two armies, Yan Niu didn't know that the danger was approaching, and he was still cursing loudly.

When he was in the township, he was a well-known ranger, but he was not a hero who punished evil and promoted good, but a scoundrel who bullied the township. However, at that time, he was still subject to the government, and he could not be arbitrary.

Therefore, as soon as the Yellow Turban incident happened, he immediately took the lead in raising a counter-flag in the county, and then took the Yellow Turban who rebelled with him to wantonly kill the neighbors in the county who usually despised him.

Murderous together, can no longer be restrained. In addition, he was originally outstanding in martial arts, but he also made a name for himself by him.

The world is in turmoil, and people like him are always better.

Such a character, even if he sees Guan Yu's body above him now, he is still not afraid at all.

At this time, Guan Yu had already come to him, and the glaive knife in his hand slashed down, and the momentum sank.

Yan Niu has been in battle for a long time and has practiced some skills on the battlefield, at this time, he turned around, bent over, clinged to the horse's back, and forcibly let Guan Yu stab. Then seeing that the knife in Guan Yu's hand was exhausted, he picked up the big axe in his hand with one hand, and slashed towards Guan Yu from right to left.

"It's good to come." Guan Yu shouted, the glaive knife in his hand turned around abruptly, his right hand changed to his left hand, and he hit Yan Niu's big axe.

The blades intersected, and Yan Niu, who had always been known for his bravery, was forced to retreat dozens of steps with his men and horses.

First, Guan Yu's courage is above him, and secondly, his sitting horse is a rare good horse, and the two are incomparable, so they naturally have to fall behind.

At this time, both the Han army and the Yellow Turban Army were surprised that the bravery of this red-faced man could make Yan Niu fall behind when competing for bravery.

"I don't want you to have some skills." Yan Niu forced himself to shout, and as soon as he tried his hand, he tried to show that this person was brave above him, but with his temperament, he naturally refused to retreat.

At this time, he was thinking about how to delay one or two, at least to make an invincible situation, so as not to lose his prestige in the Yellow Turban Army.

Guan Yu, who didn't want to be on the other side, picked the corners of his eyes, his eyes, which were originally only slightly open, widened a little wider, he swept the long knife in his hand, and rode his horse towards Yan Niu again.

Seeing Guan Yu swinging his knife and slashing, Yan Niu originally wanted to repeat his old tricks, and didn't want the blades to intersect, but the weight of this knife was much larger than before. He clenched his teeth, barely holding on, but he had no strength to fight back.

After connecting and holding the two knives, his arms couldn't stop numb.

I didn't want to wait for him to take a breath, Guan Yu's third knife arrived, and its strength was even higher than the second knife.

Yan Niu knew that he could no longer hold the third knife, and after holding the second knife, he had to ride his horse away, but he was not as good as Guan Yu when he sat down on the horse, but he was caught up by Guan Yu and took his life from the back knife.

Guan Yu just sat on the back of the horse and glanced at the corpse of this person, and then rode back.

There was a moment of silence between the two armies, with an eerie silence.

After a while, Zhang Jiao took Zhou Cang to step forward again, and glanced at the corpse of Yan Niu not far in front of him, there was not much sadness on his face, but he ordered someone to bring Yan Niu's corpse back.

Lu Zhi knew that Zhang Jiao was definitely going to come forward to talk, so he took Liu Bei forward again.

"Zhang Jiao, you are also a reader who has read some sage books, why do you want to do such a rebellious thing?" Lu Zhiyu immediately shouted.

He is recognized as a great Confucian in the world, and he has always attached the most importance to the festival of monarchs and ministers. Like Zhang Jiao, who has no father and no king, and ignores the norms, and those who do rebellious things are naturally disgusted by him.

In the face of Lu Zhi's scolding, Zhang Jiao's expression remained unchanged, he just owed his body immediately, and asked with a smile: "Lu Gong is famous all over the world, both civil and military, but if it weren't for my Yellow Turban incident, I'm afraid that Lu Gong is still teaching on your Wushi Mountain, how can he command tens of thousands of troops so majestic?" ”

"In the past, people like Lu Gong couldn't be used, and who were the people who were used in the court?" Zhang Jiao asked again, with a slight shift between his words, "Speaking of which, Duke Lu and you scholars still have to thank me." You have been begging for many years, and no matter how many scholars have died, you still can't get rid of the party. Now that I am with the yellow scarf, the son of heaven who is sitting in the court is relieved. ”

"I just don't know if my Yellow Turban is really defeated, what will happen to you scholars who are now reused? Do you have to end up with a miserable ending where the birds are hiding their bows? ”

What Zhang Jiao said is true, and now all scholars understand that the reason why His Majesty untied the party was indeed forced by the Yellow Turban.

First, I was afraid that these families who had been imprisoned by the party for many years would anger the imperial court, so as to throw themselves into the Yellow Turban, so that the already powerful Yellow Turban would be even stronger. Second, they also want to use the power of these scholars to deal with the Yellow Turban Army, which is nothing more than an exchange of interests.

If it were a sophist who was good at words, he might be able to refute one or two, but Lu Zhi was an upright person, but he couldn't refute it for a while.

Zhang Jiao's words became sharper and sharper, and he said in a deep voice: "I heard that Duke Lu also spoke up several times in the court in the past, and wanted the emperor and the people above the court to rest. But what about the Son of Heaven? Sell officials, appoint eunuchs, overhaul palaces, and build gardens. The poor world is rich for one person. ”

"If the Son of Heaven is like this, what about the people above the court? It's just a struggle for power and profit, flies and dogs, each with its own needs! Has anyone ever taken care of the poor who have not had enough to eat and clothing? In this case, it is better to smash this world, the sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand! ”

Zhang Jiao's words were full of emotion, and as his words fell, the yellow scarf behind him sounded a shout.

Although there are speculators among the Yellow Turbans, the poor and helpless people at the bottom are always the majority of the Yellow Turbans.

Liu Bei slowly stepped forward, he and Zhang Jiao glanced at each other, this was the first time the two had met since they separated from Hanoi.

"Since the great sage and good teacher said that the Yellow Turban Incident was for the poor people in the world, why did I go all the way and see that the most killed and looted people were the poor people wherever the Yellow Turban passed? And many wealthy families are safe and sound? This is the Huang Tian in the mouth of the great sage and good teacher! Liu Bei said in a deep voice.

The black horse he sat on stomped heavily on the ground, splashing dust.

Liu Bei said coldly: "Zhang Jiao, don't forget the ambition that Zeng Yan said that day!" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Jiao just glanced at Liu Bei, coughed lightly, and said nothing.

……………………

Since the battle outside the city that day, the yellow turbans in the city have not left the city for several days, and the illness of Zhang Jiao in the city has become more and more serious.

The great sage and good teacher were critically ill, and the life and death of one person was enough to make the defenders of Guangzong City panic.

Although the three brothers acted together, the reputation of the other two in the Yellow Turban was naturally far inferior to that of the great sages and good teachers.

In the mansion, the moon and the stars, the great sage and teacher in the yellow robe sat alone on the stone bench in the courtyard, coughing a few times from time to time.

Life and death have a fate, and each has a number of days.

When he was a young man, he had heard the master who preached the Tao say that those who were about to reach the end would feel something in the dark. At that time, although he said yes, he didn't think so at all.

But now that the matter has come to an end, he can't help but believe it.

In addition to Zhang Jiao, a great sage and mentor who was seriously ill in the hospital, even had some difficulty getting up, and the two Zhang brothers who were standing in front of him.

"Now that my brother is seriously ill, it is time to take care of his illness, and the affairs of the city can be left to me and my third brother." Zhang Bao looked at his seriously ill brother and spoke softly.

In the end, it is a brother who has grown up together since childhood, although Zhang Liang on the side did not speak, but there was concern in his eyes.

Zhang Jiao took the expressions of the two into his eyes and said with a smile: "What is my situation, I know best in my heart. Naturally, the affairs of the city will be entrusted to you, not only the affairs of the city, but also the affairs of the church in the future. ”

"Brother," Zhang Bao tried to persuade Zhang Jiao to cheer up, but was stopped by Zhang Jiao waving his hand.

"Those words need not be said again. If there is still life, I will not find you, and the rest will only depend on you. Zhang Jiao coughed again, and his complexion deteriorated a little.

Seeing him like this, the two didn't dare to say more, so they had to listen quietly to Zhang Jiao's next words.

"Second brother, you have always been good at scheming, and your heart is not bad, and I am relieved to hand over the affairs of the city to you. But I have been seriously ill for many days now, and do you know why I have not entrusted the affairs of the city to you? Zhang Jiao looked at Zhang Bao.

Zhang Bao's face was full of sweat under his scrutiny, but he was a smart man, and Zhang Jiao had mentioned this matter in front of him many times before, he responded: "It's because I have gotten closer to the wealthy families, brother, rest assured, I have cut off contact with those wealthy families these days." ”

He knew that his brother hated these wealthy families the most, and the reason why he was "at peace" with these people now was just because he didn't want to make more strong enemies for the time being, but he and Zhang Jiao had different ideas. In his eyes, these wealthy families are the foundation of governing a place, and if he can have a good relationship with these wealthy families, he can better "do great things" in the future.

He is also barely a scholar, and naturally knows the old things of Guangwu back then.

The three brothers, how can they not be another Guangwu?

As long as it relies on the family.

Zhang Jiao has long known his thoughts, and has advised him many times that these wealthy families are not credible, but they have never been taken to heart by Zhang Bao.

Although Zhang Bao is opening his mouth like this now, but in the end, he has been a brother for many years, and Zhang Jiao can naturally see through it at a glance what he thinks in his heart.

Zhang Jiao just shook his head and said softly: "I think this is also the last time I persuade you, I can't control the things in the future, who can predict what will happen after the middle of the body?" ”

Zhang Bao wanted to speak and stopped, but in the end he was speechless.

Zhang Jiaofu turned his head to look at Zhang Liang again.

The old father loves his son a lot, there are three brothers, and the eldest brother is the father. In addition, Zhang Bao is rigorous and Zhang Liang is reckless, so the two brothers are extremely partial to Zhang Liang and have a lot of tolerance for him.

"Third brother, you are reckless, and you have suffered a lot of hardships over the years. It's just that I and your second brother have sheltered you, and you have never suffered a lot in the end. Zhang Jiao coughed, "If I am not there in the future, you have to restrain your temperament." The things in the teaching still depend on you to help your second brother a lot. ”

"Yes." Although Zhang Liang has always been arrogant outside, he has always respected his brother very much, and seeing Zhang Jiao's last words, his face was already full of tears.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiao just smiled, "There is no need to be like this, life in the world is to go through this experience." ”

He told the two of them some things after death, many of them were short-lived, and when they recalled the youth, the three of them had tears on their faces.

The aftermath was over, and the two withdrew.

There was only one person left in the courtyard.

"Zhou Cang, do you think that Liu Xuande's words that day are reasonable?" Zhang Jiao was silent for a moment before suddenly speaking.

The big black man walked out from behind him, and said silently when he heard this: "The things that the great sages and good teachers do are all for the poor, and it is inevitable that some things will be unsatisfactory. But I can't blame the great sages and good teachers. ”

At this time, the night was so thick that I couldn't see the expression on Zhang Jiao's face clearly.

After a long silence, he seemed to be a little cold, raised his hand and tightened the yellow robe on his body, and then picked up the nine-section scepter on the side and handed it to Zhou Cang.

He was a great sage and good teacher, and the nine-section scepter he used was naturally different from that used by believers in ordinary people's religions.

Zhou Cang took the nine-section scepter in his hand, and his face showed a look of astonishment, he didn't know what the great sage and good teacher meant.

Zhang Jiao coughed, "Now that I'm seriously ill, it's hard to be lucky." It's just that I'm dead, but the matter of the yellow turban cannot be broken, and I have handed over all the affairs of the city to the two of them. However, I know best what the two of them are capable of, but I am afraid that most of them are not the opponents of Lu Zhi and others, and after I die, this Guangzong may not be able to hold on. The Yellow Turban can be defeated, and the Zhang Jiao brothers can die, but the Yellow Turban's ambition is inexorable. ”

"If the city is broken one day, I want you to leave with these nine scepters, and find a reliable person in the future to inherit my Yellow Turban ambition."

Zhou Cang followed Zhang Jiao all the year round, saw his expression, knew that he had made up his mind, and didn't say much, so he had to stand beside Zhang Jiao with a nine-section scepter.

Zhang Jiao coughed heavily, laughed suddenly, and muttered to himself.

"Have I ever forgotten what I wanted to do?"

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A few days later, at night, the wailing of Guangzong was loud in the city, and it could be heard even in the Han army camp far away from the city.

Liu Bei and Guan Yu stood in the camp, looking at the head of Guangzong City from afar, although it was late at night, the city was full of fire.

"Looking at the movement in the city, I think Zhang Jiao is dead." Guan Yu said.

Liu Bei nodded, without words.

It is actually difficult to make a conclusion about how to evaluate Zhang Jiao. He led the poor people to fight hard, but the yellow turbans burned and looted, and how many innocent people died because of this?

Guan Yu was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Brother, do you say that Zhang Jiao is fighting for the poor in the end, or is he fighting for his own ambition?" ”

Liu Bei raised his hand and touched his chest, and there was a copy of the Taiping Sutra given to him by Zhang Jiao in his arms.

Hearing Guan Yu's words, he just looked in the direction of Guangzong City and smiled, and then spoke in a low voice.

It seems to be talking to Zhang Jiao in the air.

"Who knows."