This year the Emperor is already sixteen, and Zhuge Liang is also sixteen. However, Zhuge Liang has already made a prince based on his own ability, and the Emperor is a bastard!
If the emperor's previous behavior when he was twelve years old was excusable in Zhongji's opinion, then what Zhongji did not long ago was really unforgivable to Zhongji because he was so bad that he couldn't even Zhongji felt ashamed to face the previous emperors. Tianlai Novel . ⒉
The emperor is sixteen years old. He has been the emperor for six years. Not to mention the emperors of the early Han Dynasty who were busy fighting with the Huns. Even if we only mention the later Han Dynasty, his performance was better than that of Liu Xie at the age of sixteen. I can't think of any bad emperor's collection.
Guangwu, Hanming, Hanzhang, Hanhe, Han'an, Hanshun, Hanhuan, Hanling, except for those emperors who have never lived past double digits, Zhongji really can't find anyone more rubbish than Liu Xie.
As for the fighters among the faint kings and the overlords in the wine pool and meat forest, such as Emperor Huan of Han and Emperor Ling of Han.
Emperor Huan of the Han Dynasty expanded the territory to more than one million square kilometers. Do you really think that the word "Huan" was blown out? Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty was promoted to the throne by his maternal relatives at the age of eleven, and his power was devolved. However, he executed his maternal relatives nine months later. I really thought that there was something wrong with his appointment of eunuchs, and the power did not fall into the hands of anyone throughout his life.
Even in the Yellow Turban Rebellion in the later period of Emperor Ling, the three princes and nine ministers in the court, and the governors of prefectures and counties could be dismissed by Emperor Ling at any time if he wanted. Although this guy was indeed deceived by Shi Changshi, really speaking, Shi Changshi At best, it can be regarded as arrogance, but if you really want to say that the power lies in the hands of the Ling Emperor!
However, Huan Ling was still a foolish king, and from what he could see with his own eyes, Liu Xie, the emperor of the day, was worse than Huan Ling, and far worse.
After Fu Wan's death, after Zhong Ji found out everything from the Fu family, it was no longer difficult for Zhong Ji to smile like he had before, because he really didn't know that his heartlessness caused so much heartache. Hiding in the bottom of my heart, what is the purpose of plotting only for the Han Dynasty?
How many like-minded comrades died at the hands of others for such a plot. Some committed suicide to protect their own people, and some even deliberately died in the hands of others in order to pave the way for their living people.
These people paved a road with their lives, so that Han Zuo would not decline. Unfortunately, they did everything, but the final result was like this, which forced Zhong Ji to lose the reason to continue fighting.
It wasn't that the ministers didn't work hard, but that the emperor was useless. Such a useless emperor made Zhong Ji even begin to doubt his own life of more than thirty years.
In the past, no matter how miserable the defeat was or how many comrades were executed, Zeng Ji could face it calmly. He could still talk and laugh with the enemy in the face of a bleak and bloody life, and he could also continue to eat, drink and have fun. But now He can't do it anymore.
No matter how painful it was in the past, at least there was still a goal. His comrades died tragically in front of him. Zhongji believed that even if he was chatting and laughing with the enemy at that moment, as long as he one day completes the goal he had agreed with his comrades, then no matter what he did, The spirit of the other party in heaven will rest in peace.
Therefore, Zhong Ji was able to have fun when He Yong, Wu Qiong and others were executed, because he knew that He Yong and others were dead, and he needed to stir up the ideals of those people. He could only fulfill his original purpose by living. oath.
In the same way, Zhongji was able to go to the world of entertainment soon after Wang Yun's death, because he knew that Wang Yun was responsible for killing the warriors of Xiliang. After Wang Yun's death, he also had to bear part of it. He had to live. Only by living can he complete himself and what he had already done. A promise made by a dead comrade.
Therefore, Zhong Ji has always felt that he has a clear conscience for spending time, drinking, having fun and having fun. He is confident that even if he dies one day, even if he fails to fulfill his original agreement, he meets He Yong, Wu Qiong and Wang Yun under Jiuquan. He can pat his chest and say to others that he has a clear conscience for the rest of his life!
However, this time Fuwan died. After learning all the true situation, Zhongji found that he could not adjust his mood like before by having a lot of fun and then face a more difficult reality. This time he couldn't do it. .
No matter how much Zhong Ji adjusted himself, it was useless. He really couldn't do it. He couldn't do it at all. He couldn't adjust his mood after a big laugh and then take over the unfinished burden, because Zhong Ji couldn't do it. I know he can't bear it.
Because of Liu Xie's performance, Zhong Ji suddenly realized that all his efforts were due to the fact that the emperor was a normal emperor. However, the current facts made him understand that Liu Xie's level was probably as good as those of the later Han Dynasty who were a few years old. The dead emperor wants to grab who is the stupidest!
So Zhong Ji couldn't laugh anymore. He thought he couldn't take on this heavy responsibility. He planned to imitate Zhong Yao and hang up in the court as a background. He didn't believe that Zhong Yao wouldn't give him face.
If you can't go to Xun You to admit your mistake, and even if Xun You doesn't cause trouble for Cao Cao's sake and sends him away secretly, Zhong Ji can turn around and go to Zheng Tai.
These are all comrades who were squatting in the trenches together back then. Although the relationship has not been very good in recent years because of their respective ambitions, Zhongji knows very well that these people, Zhongji lowered his head and went to find them, as long as things haven't gotten into trouble yet. Fa Shui, they will definitely give a satisfactory answer.
At this time, Zhongji's self-confidence was also the foresight he had accumulated over the years of constantly plotting chaos but never dying. But now in Zhongji's view, there is still a lot of room for change in what he did. Xun You, Zhong Yao, anyone Can hold it all.
"It's over, it's over!" Zhong Ji poured a glass of wine into his mouth and waved his hand to signal all the dancers to leave. It was time for him to make up his mind, Zhong Ji thought silently.
At noon, Zhongji brought a pot of good wine and went to Fu's house again to offer sacrifices to Fu. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so bitter in front of his deceased comrade's soul. In his memory, every time he went to his comrade's funeral or Either with a smile or with solemnity.
Slowly pouring the pot of distilled wine on the mourning hall, Zhongji looked miserable, turned to Fulang and the others and said, "Can you let me and your father be alone for a while?"
Fulang and others, who were wearing mourning clothes, were all stunned. Even though they were about to refuse, Fu De, the boss of the Fu family, knelt down and saluted Zhong Ji, and then took the lead to go out. The others were puzzled, but they also followed Fu De out.
After everyone left, Zhongji looked at the mourning hall where the body was laid, and then he knelt on the mourning hall and kowtowed three times to the coffin where the body was laid, and then stood up slowly.
"Brother Fu, Zhong Ji is incompetent and cannot fulfill your last wish." Zhong Ji said as he sat cross-legged on Fu Wan's mourning hall with a bitter smile.
"It's funny to say that I collected them every time to send them to my comrades. No one has ever given them to me. In the past, I always believed that I could shoulder the last wishes of my comrades, but this time I found that I couldn't." Ji picked up the wine cup and drank the wine in the glass, tears streaming down his face.
"Brother Fu, if you are alive in heaven, please forgive me. I am ready to leave Chang'an, a place of right and wrong." Zhong Ji said bitterly after drinking the last bit of wine.
"Click." With the sound of the door opening, Fulang and others saw Zhong Ji staggering out with red eyes.
"Sorry to trouble you all." Zhong Ji saluted Fu De and others.
"Second brother, you guard the mourning hall. I'll go and come back." Fu De sighed, then made a gesture of invitation to Zhong Ji, and then walked in front of Zhong Ji to lead the way.
Zhong Ji's mind was not on Fu De at this time, he was led all the way by him, and he finally came to his senses when he reached a secluded courtyard of Fu's family.
"What's the point of bringing me here?" Zhong Ji looked at Fu De in confusion.
"This is the place where my father lived one day before his death. On the desk is a letter left for you, and on the other side is everything my fourth brother Lang saw, and everything I saw. Please make your decision after reading this." Fu De opened the door and made a gesture of invitation to Zhong Ji, who nodded and walked in.
There was not much content in the letter. It described in detail what happened in the palace that day. Zhongji put it aside after reading it. The emperor's performance was worse than Zhongji expected.
After that, Zhongji opened another letter, which was about what Fu De and Fulang had seen. Zhongji read it and sighed. He already understood what Fu Wan meant, but it was too late now, and he was the only one who could do it. If he can't do it, what's more important is that he also has to get out.
Putting the two letters away again, Zhong Ji bowed to the couple, and then left. Then Fu De went in and burned both letters. Zhong Ji could not help but frown, but in the end he still did not stop Fu De's behavior.
"Don't you have anything to ask?" Seeing Fu De leading the way, Zhong Ji hesitated and asked.
"There is nothing to ask. Our Fu family has done a lot and is about to close the door. This letter itself is prepared for the first person who comes to my house again and asks to be alone." Fu De said calmly, But he neither turned nor stopped.
"Well, send me out." Zhong Ji responded slowly.
Fu De sent Zhong Ji to the door of Fu's house and watched Zhong Ji walk down the steps. Fu De then returned to the courtyard and closed the door of Fu's house tightly again.
Zhongji stood at the door of Fu's house and let out a long sigh, when a carriage slowly passed by and stopped beside him.
"Yihe, long time no see." Zhong Yao's carriage stopped next to Zhong Ji. Zhong Yao opened the door and said to Zhong Ji.
"Do you mind if I ride in your carriage?" Zhong Ji looked sideways at Zhong Yao and said.
"We have been in the same dynasty for many years, why should we be so estranged?" Zhong Yao said with a sense of relief.
"It's a pity that we used to live in the same dynasty, but we are now in different dynasties." Zhong Ji jumped onto Zhong Yao's carriage and sighed.
"Everything in life is unsatisfactory ten times. You have done it so many times. There is no guarantee that you will miss this time. You might as well stop now." Zhong Yao took out preserved fruits and wine from the drawer on the side and handed them to Zhong Ji and said.
"If I can be supported, I can still smile even if I lose my hand. But in this situation, I really can't laugh." Zhong Ji said with a long sigh, and drank the wine that Zhong Yao poured for him in one gulp. He and Zhong Yao and Xun You have a good relationship, but they have faded away in the past few years. After not wanting to let go, he can actually drink from Zhong Yao's wine glass. The fate of life is indeed unpredictable.
"Drinking your bar, the first among the three of us to wake up was Gongda, followed by me, and you have finally woken up now. Fortunately, it's not too late." Zhong Yao said with a smile, "I was still with you back then. Gongda, Jianping and the others were chatting and said that they might not want to collect your body."
"Alas." Zhong Yao teased him like this, but Zhong Ji didn't show any emotion at all. He only let out a long sigh, "I'm going to stay away from Chang'an and find a secluded place to retire."
"Do you need me to support you with a million dollars?" Zhong Yao was silent for a while, and he could hear Zhong Ji's thoughts from Zhong Ji's words.
"This Changshui Xiaowei's Mansion can be sold to whoever wants it. Chang'an is becoming more and more prosperous in your hands. I'm afraid a million dollars will be no problem." Zhong Ji refused Zhong Yao's kindness. He knew that he was Once you leave, you may never come back again in your lifetime.
"Sometimes you should be more open-minded. If the emperor can help you, he will help you. If he cannot, he will help whoever can satisfy you." Zhong Yao comforted him. Zhong Ji nodded, but it was not certain how much he actually listened.
Zhong Ji shook his head and saw that the Captain's Mansion in Changshui was not too far away. Zhong Ji ordered the driver to stop the car at the door.
"Yihe, actually you don't have to be like this. The matter hasn't happened yet and Mr. Cao won't care about it." Zhong Yao looked at Zhong Ji and said.
"Yeah, he doesn't care, but I feel sorry for Fu Guozhang, Dong Guozhang, and those loyal officials of the Han Dynasty who are still steadfast. Fu Guozhang also understands, but he would rather die than shake other people. Although I Zhongji has made it clear about human determination, it is not a fish!" Zhongji looked at Zhong Yao and said calmly.
"Take care!" Zhong Yao moved his mouth when he heard this, then leaned forward and saluted Zhong Ji.
Zhong Yao's carriage slowly left, Zhong Ji closed his eyes and turned around, walking towards his mansion.
"What is this?" After Zhong Ji returned to his bedroom, he found a box and a letter on the table in his bedroom.
"Back to my lord, I brought it here when I was cleaning up the living room." The butler lowered his head and replied.
Zhong Ji frowned, waved to the butler to go out, and then opened the letter. After reading it, he was shocked, and then he opened the box and his hair stood on end.
After trying my best to calm down in my heart, I started to use my brain. This time, the matter was a bit uncertain, and maybe there might be a turn for the better.
[Who sent it, but the other party can send it here. Even if I want to check it, I won't be able to find it. But such a thing may not be easy to do, and it may not be possible. 】 Zhongji silently stroked a few things in the box, looking a little hesitant.
[Brother Fu, you have indeed shaken my will. I am not as good as you! 】 Zhong Ji finally sighed and slowly closed the box. He had already made a decision.
"O Emperor, this is all I can do for you. I hope you can be like the Emperor Zhaoxuan of the Han Dynasty who revitalized the Han Dynasty one day. If I am unreasonable in the future, please forgive me." Zhongji said silently. With.
