In 187, due to the rebellion of the Southern Xiongnu, the strategic plan of the Han Dynasty was disrupted, so on the recommendation of Yuan Wei.
Emperor Ling ordered Ding Yuan to go north to fight against the Xiongnu. During this battle, a peerless general named Lu Bu emerged from Wuyuan.
Under their counterattack, the Southern Huns withdrew from Bingzhou. On Yuan Xi's side, he compiled a collection of poems through his own bookshop.
And let Hua Xu operate it just to improve his reputation among scholars, there is no other way. In this era, what matters is family background and personal reputation. He had no choice but to do so. Later, Emperor Xuanwu Yuan Xi felt this.
He created a simplified version of the imperial examination system and integrated it with the background of the times. He also wanted to get it right in one step, but unfortunately he couldn't do it. There were too many interests involved, so he could only make appropriate compromises.
No matter how good the system design is, if it cannot follow the trend.
If it does not fit into the background of the times, it will be doomed to be abandoned, no matter how good its original intentions are.
In 187, this year, Sun Jian became an imperial firefighter. Wherever there was rebellion, he was there. .
The Sun family's reputation was built with one sword and one shot, so it was more pure, while the Yuan family's reputation was built over generations.
He is somewhat senile and lacks vitality. If not for the birth of Yuan Xi, the Yuan family would eventually come to an end.
Because he was beaten by Xiahou Dun, our Second Young Master Yuan felt very humiliated, so he prepared to leave the capital to relax.
On the way to Yingchuan, he heard that a great sage was staying in Wancheng, so he took Xu Chu and returned to Nanyang.
This hermit's name was Zhang Hong, but he didn't see the second young master Yuan, and Yuan Xi was a bachelor, so he didn't want to leave.
Zhang Hong couldn't bear Li Yu's tricks in front of the door, so he met with the little guy.
Who would have known that after a chat, the two foxes, one big and one small, saw each other and knew they were not a family and would not enter the same house.
The emperor's master, the prime minister in black, Zhang Hong, the judge hidden behind the scenes, has the dignity of a sub-father.
From 187 to 188, during the handover, it was a rare peaceful day for the empire. On this day, Yuan Xi, Yang Xiu, and Cao Ang, the three boring people, became restless again. Yuan Xi came up with an idea.
Go to Wang Yun's peach grove and steal peaches. Yang Xiu agreed, and Cao Ang seconded it. So, they quietly went to Wang Yun's house, just as they were having a great time picking.
Yuan Xi suddenly shouted that there was a thief stealing fruit, and then ran away. Yang Xiu reacted quickly and got out of the way immediately.
Only Cao Ang was confused and his computer was down. Just when he was about to scold Yuan Xi, he was detained by Wang Yun's nephew, Wang Ling, and his men.
Yuan Xi felt inexplicably happy when he saw Cao Cao coming to the palace to lead people with a smile on his face.
However, what surprised Yuan Xi was that Cao Cao quickly regained his composure, and there was admiration in his eyes. At this moment, he smelled the same kind of scent.
The year 188 was Dong Zhuo's highlight moment. He put down the Xiqiang rebellion and established a powerful and majestic force in Guanyou.
However, he was jealous of Emperor Ling because of his disobedience. Therefore, Huangfu Song was appointed as the commander-in-chief. However, the old general was old after all. The rise of the mighty Kansai led by Dong Zhuo was unstoppable.
As for Yuan Xi, he secretly ran to Chenliu for the purpose of looking for the fierce general Dian Wei, and he searched for it for a long time.
But no trace of it was found. Fate is a very magical thing. It is easy for you to meet it when it should be yours. But it is hard to see it when it is not yours, even if you try your best.
Dong Zhuo was very progressive in the early and mid-term.
But in the later period, it gradually deteriorated. Those who traveled a hundred miles were half-ninety. Those who started well were easy, but those who finished well were difficult. That's it.
However, no matter how bad they are, they are also the creators of history.
A bystander like me, an interpreter of history, is totally different.
