He Jin was extremely dissatisfied with Hua Xin's previous performance.
At this time, I saw his almost mocking tone and the weird smile on his face. The fire in his heart suddenly rose like a volcano about to erupt.
But at this moment, he didn't dare to explode. He was reckless, but not stupid.
His first adviser is Yuan Shao, and Yuan is now completely devoted to him.
But Yuan Shao had been sent out to do other things since the disbandment of the dynasty. Now that Yuan Shao is away, he must rely on the two people in front of him to give him advice.
Taking two deep breaths, with a livid face, he said angrily and impatiently: "Isn't it true?"
"General, don't you think such a coincidence is too much?" Hua Xin continued to sneer: "The general was just defeated and the world was immediately in chaos. Is there a reason for this?"
Upon hearing this, He Jin suddenly seemed to have a glimmer of understanding in his heart, but he couldn't grasp it or touch it. He suppressed his anger a little, stared at the wine spoon in his hand and thought silently, his brows became tighter and tighter, and gradually began to appear on his forehead. A clear word Sichuan is formed on it.
"Could it be..." After a long time, Bian Rang, who was sitting in the lower seat, suddenly let out an exclamation, breaking the silence in the hall.
He Jin was awakened and asked hurriedly: "What is it?"
Bian Rang was breathing heavily, as if he had been through a big battle. He said in a trembling voice: "General, Mr. Hua just reminded you rightly that the chaos sweeping the world is not a coincidence, but... it is a conspiracy against the general."
"What..." He Jin was shocked and stood up from his seat. The table in front of him was knocked over and his drink spilled on the floor.
However, he no longer cared about this at this time. He stepped over the overturned table in one step, walked to the side, held his wrist tightly in front of him, and said urgently: "Sir, please tell me, what is going on?"
Bian Rang twisted his arms and tried to pull away the painful hands pinched by He Jin. However, he was a frail scholar who was over fifty years old and had no strength. After trying twice to no avail, he endured the severe pain and hurriedly said : "General, I suspect that this chaos was planned by them to deal with you. The purpose is to prevent you from deploying troops from various places. Although you have military power, there are tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands in every state in the world. mobs, with the current situation, it is no longer possible for you to mobilize troops from various places back to Beijing."
Bian Rang recounted his guess to He Jin at a very fast speed, hoping that he would let go of his hands after listening. He now felt that his wrist was about to break, and he was sweating in pain.
Fortunately, the effect was good. After hearing this, He Jin threw away his hands that were letting him go. Without saying a word, he silently turned around and walked towards the main seat. He lifted the overturned table and slowly sat down on his knees, minding his own business. He took a sip of wine and didn't know what he was thinking.
Hua Xin turned a deaf ear to everything and never put down the wine bottle in his hand. He drank one mouthful after another, as if he came just for drinking today.
Bian Rang rubbed his wrist, looked at Hua Xin, and then turned his gaze to He Jin, who had a gloomy face and said nothing. After hesitating for a moment, he raised his hand to He Jin and said cautiously: "General, I suspect that the death of Marquis Jiyang was also planned by them, and the purpose was to lure the general to send troops."
He Jin heard this and looked up at Bian Rang. He hesitated to speak, but Bian Rang continued: "General, you might as well think about it. Who in Luoyang doesn't know Ji Yanghou, and who dares to cause trouble for him?"
"But that day in the restaurant, someone had a fight with him because of a woman. Moreover, the Marquis of Jiyang brought more than a thousand soldiers and horses to the restaurant that day. But the other party had more people than him. Isn't this early? Premeditated?"
"Also, the other party actually easily broke through the Luoyang East Gate with one or two thousand people. Could there be any internal agents? Besides, it's been so many days since the incident happened, but we can't find any clues about who they are. Also, as a general of the imperial court, you command the troops of the world. Which general dares to attack you, but the other general defeated the general's army of 150,000 with only 50,000 or 60,000 troops..."
As Bian Yi analyzed each sentence, it became increasingly difficult for He Jin to calm down. Now he was really scared.
As Bian Rang said, defenders everywhere are now fighting against the mob, and he has no way to send troops back to Beijing.
Besides, since someone dares to kill his brother and lead him to lead troops out of the city to fight, who knows which general will listen to his orders now.
Without thinking about it carefully before, he thought that the matter was not that serious, it was just two factions fighting and it was just a lot of effort.
Now that he was woken up by Bian Zang, a strong fear instantly surrounded him, and he was sweating profusely. His body began to tremble violently unconsciously, and the silver wine spoon he held in his hand quickly bumped against the small table. A series of dense bangs echoed in the lobby, as if to remind him to prepare for the death knell of a tragic fate.
After sitting down, Hua Xin looked up at He Jin, a look of struggle flashed across his face, and He Jin's past kindness to him came to mind.
Without He Jin's promotion all the way, he would not have been able to sit in the high position he is now. Seeing He Jin's miserable situation at this time, after all, he couldn't bear it.
He wanted to help He Chu with an idea. Although it could not save him from being dismissed, it could save his life.
However, when he thought that helping He Jin would be tantamount to offending He Jin's enemy, he still did not express his thoughts. He shook his head, sighed, and continued drinking.
Bian Rang looked at Hua Xin, and when he saw his appearance, he shook his head and sighed, silently returning to his seat and kneeling down.
He could tell that Hua Xin had an idea, but he was just unwilling or afraid to say it out.
However, he did not intend to expose Hua Xin. Now everyone with a discerning eye knew that He Jin was hopeless and being beheaded would be considered a minor offense.
Helping He Jin would be tantamount to offending the emperor and the wealthy family. Even if He Jin was saved, he would only be a commoner in the future and would never have the chance to serve as an official in the government. No one would take risks for a commoner. .
"Gentlemen, please come back!" When the two of them were silent, He Jin's voice sounded in the lobby. His voice was flat and there was no trace of joy, anger or joy.
While giving way, Hua and Xin looked at each other, then turned their attention to He Jin, only to see that he was still sitting on his knees, his face as calm as water. His body was kneeling straight, his hands were clenched with iron fists, and they were bent on his thighs, which looked quite majestic.
Seeing the two of them, He Jin showed no expression on his face, turned his fist into a palm, raised his right hand and pointed outside the hall, signaling for the two to leave.
The contrast between the front and the back made Hua Xin and Bian Rang a little difficult to adapt to, and they were filled with doubts. When they looked at each other, they both saw the word "puzzled" in each other's eyes.
Watching the two people leave, He Jin's eyes were always fixed on Hua Xin, and his face instantly became gloomy. The eyes were filled with cold light, the corners of the mouth were trembling slightly, and the fists that were clenching and unclenching repeatedly seemed to tell people that its owner was engaged in a fierce psychological struggle.
Until the two figures disappeared outside the lobby, He Jin loosened his fists and relaxed his tense body. He took a deep breath, stood up and walked to the study.
He finally gave up the idea of killing Hua Xin. Although he was very reluctant in his heart, he had to do it.
He is very aware of the situation he is standing in. Now he has become the target of public criticism and has been betrayed by everyone.
Only the Yuan clan, represented by Yuan Shao, was still following behind. As for how loyal they were, he could no longer see clearly.
If Hua Xin was killed this way, it would be like chilling the hearts of all the civil and military personnel who had not left him yet. He did not dare to do that.
But Hua Xin didn't know that he had already passed through the gate of hell, and was almost doomed. He was still chatting and walking with Bian Rang without noticing at all.
The two of them passed by a corridor, and Hua Xin suddenly stopped. After a group of patrolling guards left, he carefully looked around. After confirming that no one was there, he asked in a low voice to the side: "Wenli, are you going there?" What are your plans next?”
"Huh?" Hua Xin's words made Bian Rang unable to react for a moment. Wenli was his word.
In his memory, although he and Hua Xin had worked together for many years, the two usually didn't have much interaction. This was the first time that Hua Xin used his name to call him. He was confused for a moment, so he turned his head and looked at Hua Xin with confusion.
Hua Xin took stock of the surroundings again and whispered: "The General is hopeless now, and we used to be part of the General's faction. Once he falls, we will definitely be implicated."
Having said this, he leaned to the side, and their bodies were close to each other, which seemed a bit ambiguous. He continued to whisper: "Wenli, among us, you are usually the wisest and the most intelligent. As a military advisor who has been a general, can you give me an idea on where we should go?"
Speaking of military advisor, Bian Rang couldn't help but think of the scene where he and He Jin led the army to chase Liu Yan together a few days ago.
At that time, the two armies were already at loggerheads. Why not prepare for war? Instead, they summoned the generals to get drunk and enjoy themselves in the camp.
He just gave him a few words of advice, but He Jin not only refused to listen, but also ordered him to be beaten in twenty military battles. If it hadn't been for his good luck, the executioner had some old acquaintance with him and had not killed him, and he might still be lying in bed recovering from his injuries.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh. If He Jin had listened to his advice earlier, there would have been the disaster today.
He shook his head and said: "There is no plan. They are targeting the general. What does it have to do with us? Just peace of mind and do your job well."
He has never liked Hua Xin very much. He always felt that he was a bit sinister and unscrupulous in doing things. Therefore, he didn't want to talk to Hua Xin anymore, so he just muttered a few words and moved on.
However, when he wanted to leave, Hua Xin refused to let him go and quickly caught up with him and grabbed him. Bian Rang suddenly felt angry. He turned to look at Hua Xin and said angrily in a deep voice, "What are you doing?"
"Haha..." Hua Xin didn't seem to care whether he would be angry or not. He got angry and continued with a sneer: "Wenli, are you really willing to do this? You are now the commander of the order, and you have been called by the general to be the military advisor. Is it possible? You are really willing to be dismissed from office, demoted, or even lose your life."
Having said this, Bian Rang still didn't understand that Hua Xin was trying to help him find another supporter, but he had no intention of getting involved in these things.
First of all, he didn't understand why Hua Xin wanted to go with him. The two of them usually didn't even exchange a few words, so they didn't understand what Hua Xin's intention was.
Secondly, after He Jin's accident, he also saw through many things. Intrigues in the court were everywhere, and if he was not careful, he would be shattered into pieces and his family would be affected. He seemed to be a little discouraged.
After calming down, he looked at Hua Xin firmly and said, "I no longer care about fame and fortune. I will resign when I go to court tomorrow, take my family away from Kyoto, and return to my hometown." After saying this, he bowed his hand to Hua Xin, and quickly Step away.
"Wen Li, go slow!" Hua Xin became a little anxious when he saw this, shouted, and hurriedly caught up with him, ran to the side and stopped him in front.
"What on earth are you going to do?" Bian Rang couldn't bear to be disturbed. He suddenly got angry and stared at Hua Xin fiercely: "I have made it very clear to you. I will not participate in what you want to do."
At this time, another pair of guards who were patrolling heard Bianrang's roar, and a dozen people trotted towards them.
As the guards ran around, the armor on his body made sounds that made Hua Xin uneasy. He didn't know if Bian Rang would expose him. If Bian Rang had said that he would die without a burial place, a strong fear instantly spread in his heart.
"Sir, what happened?"
The guard ran forward and bowed to Bian Rang. At this moment, Hua Xin's heart was in his throat and he was looking at Bian Rang. His life and death depended on his thoughts.
Bian Rang was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, looked at the guard, and said with a smile: "Nothing, Mr. Hua and I are here to discuss where to drink in the evening. We couldn't argue about the location. I got too loud and disturbed everyone. "
The leader of the guards did not think much and led the people away quickly, muttering as he walked: "There is really something wrong with these literati."
After the guards walked away, Hua Xin stepped aside and cupped his hands: "Thank you, Brother Wenli!"
Bian Rang waved his hand and said calmly: "Go on your own, what I just told you is true."
"This..." Hua Xin felt tangled, with a look of struggle on his face. He looked at Bian Rang and continued to persuade: "Brother Wenli, the Cui family has promised me that as long as the two of us go there, they promise to let us go in a short time. Are you considering upgrading your inner level?"
Hua Xin was also helpless. The reason why he tried his best to persuade Bian Rang was because of the orders given to him by Situ and Cui Lie at that time, asking him to let Bian Rang join their side no matter what.
Although Hua Xin didn't know why the Cui family cared so much about a low-ranking official who would give way in a low-key manner, he didn't dare to ignore the Cui family's orders.
I just didn't expect it to be so difficult for him. If this matter fails, his status in the Cui family will also be affected.
"Brother Wenli, brother Wenli..." Hua Xin caught up with Bian Rang again: "Brother Wenli, are you really not thinking about it anymore?"
"I have already made it clear enough, there is no need to waste any more words."
After saying this, Bian Rang stopped talking to Hua Xin and walked out of He's house on his own.
Hua Xin tried to persuade him along the way, but to no avail. Bian Yiang seemed not to hear him.
Just as the two were about to leave the gate of He Mansion, a small stone flew from behind and hit Bian Rang on the back. He turned around and saw a servant from He Mansion sneaking around. She hides behind the bonsai and makes a silent gesture towards him...
