What people want in life are wine, sex, wealth, power and longevity, to name a few.
But behind them, most of them only have one name, because they can only have one name.
If Cao Rui is sure of destroying the two kingdoms of Shu and Wu, then no matter how his enemies smear him, he will not take it to heart.
But over the years, Cao Rui went from being complacent when he first came to the throne to now trying to protect Luoyang from the prying eyes of thieves.
The changes in his mentality are really not accessible to outsiders.
Da Sima sat back and watched Liangzhou being invaded by thieves, and everyone in the government and the public said that he feared Shu as much as a tiger.
But I wonder if Cao Rui had already lost the confidence to swallow Shu?
That's why he still cares about the slander of the thief.
But Feng Thief’s poems...
well!
After the death of his imperial uncle, there was probably no one in the world who could compare with Feng Thief in terms of poetry writing.
The most important thing is that over the years, Wei and Shu have been at war, and Wei has always been at a disadvantage.
Both civil and military forces were not enough to give Cao Rui the confidence to defeat Shu.
So when he was in a desperate situation, when he heard Lian Zhao's words, although he was not like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw, he was still full of hope.
Since the Wei Dynasty is the most upright in the world, God is really partial to the Wei Dynasty.
"I am worried about your majesty's illness, so I sent people to search for famous doctors all over the world. A few days ago, I got a reward. There was a woman in Shouchun who fell asleep for three days."
"When I woke up, I said that I had been granted a gift from the gods and that I was possessed by a goddess. I should live in the palace and guard the emperor's house, so as to bring blessings to His Majesty and ward off evil spirits."
When Cao Rui heard this, he raised his eyebrows.
Goddess?
There are many capable people and strangers in the world, and Cao Rui naturally knows that.
In order to prolong his life, Emperor Wu recruited many alchemists. He once studied Fang Zhongshu with Zuo Ci, advocating that you should be on the side, so that you can reach the end of the day every day.
I heard that it was because of this that they had twenty-five sons and seven daughters.
However, Emperor Wen, because of his lack of talent, forced himself to practice this technique, and eventually died prematurely due to excessive indulgence.
As soon as he thought about this, Cao Rui immediately remembered that it was rumored that Feng Thief was also a descendant of the mountain sect.
A mere disciple of a mountain sect came into the world, which made the Wei Dynasty uneasy. If it were replaced by a goddess...
Thinking of this, Cao Rui quickly asked:
"Have you ever confirmed what this woman said?"
Lian Zhao nodded:
"I know that this matter is of great importance, so I don't dare to report it easily and let people inquire about it."
"Some people have seen with their own eyes that the patients with this woman can be healed by drinking water or washing the sores with water. Therefore, I think there must be something extraordinary about this woman."
When Cao Rui heard this, he became energetic!
He knew that Lian Zhao was reliable, otherwise many courtiers would not have called him a villain, and Cao Rui still trusted him.
Since he dares to guarantee this, it must have been confirmed.
However, when it comes to forbidden areas of the palace, one must be extremely cautious.
But seeing Cao Rui pondering for a while, he said:
"If she can really ward off evil and bring good fortune, I think she will be able to do something about the Luoyang plague..."
Lian Zhao understood and said quickly:
"What your Majesty said is absolutely true. I suggest sending someone to take her to Luoyang first. If she really has a way to eliminate the epidemic, she must be a goddess."
"If not, it will deceive the world. When the time comes, all it takes is an edict from your Majesty to bring justice to the city and calm the people's minds."
Cao Rui nodded with satisfaction:
"I'll leave this matter to you."
"promise!"
We are not afraid of rampant thieves, but we are afraid that there is no way to deal with them.
Now that he has a way to deal with it, Cao Rui can finally relax a little.
He looked at Lian Zhao and smiled:
"I know that you act cautiously, but when God sends auspicious things, you should talk about it first in the future."
Remembering that he had kicked Lian Zhao just now in anger, he couldn't help but asked with concern:
"Just now I was too energetic, and I didn't know the weight of my feet. I love your body, but is it okay?"
Lian Zhao quickly replied:
"Your Majesty's kick is to remind me to prioritize my affairs in the future. I can only be grateful, so how can I be ill?"
At the same time, he secretly had a plan in mind.
He always knew that the emperor was impatient. If he first avenged the incident with the goddess and then the thieves in Luoyang, his majesty would not only be angry for a long time, but would even be angry with himself.
But if you make His Majesty angry first and then retaliate against the goddess, not only will your Majesty be able to calm down, but you will even gain His Majesty's care unexpectedly.
At that time, His Majesty will feel guilty, and he is afraid that he will not be able to keep Jane in the Emperor's heart?
Therefore, Lian Zhao was able to squeeze out Liu Ye and win the respect of Cao Rui, so he was very good.
After he exited, he happened to meet Yang Fu who was waiting for His Majesty's summons outside. He quickly saluted and said:
"I've met Yang Shaofu."
But Yang Fu just "hummed" and didn't even look at him, let alone answer him.
Lian Zhao seemed to have anticipated Yang Fu's reaction, so he was not angry and left with respect on his face.
Yang Fu looked at Lian Zhao's back, his eyes becoming colder and colder.
In the past few years, it has become more and more difficult for the ministers of the DPRK and China to see His Majesty when they have something to do.
Because His Majesty not only asked the imperial guards to set up many checkpoints, but also asked his close ministers to report everything.
Just like the Battle of Xiaoguan three years ago, His Majesty was inspecting Xuchang.
When the results of the war were transmitted, His Majesty not only used illness as an excuse, but also failed to meet with the ministers in time.
They even sent Lian Zhao and other close ministers to guard the door to prevent the ministers who came after hearing the news from entering.
Finally, he was forced to raise his sword to force Lian Zhao, and then His Majesty met with himself and others to arrange everything after the war.
If things go on like this, the close ministers will become closer, while the foreign ministers will become more distant. The talented people in the imperial court will not be able to display their talents, but your Majesty's close ministers, regardless of whether they are talented or not, will gain power.
This is not the way to govern a country!
Naturally, Lian Zhao didn't know the way Yang Fu looked at him from behind, let alone what Yang Fu was thinking at this time.
But when he heard the voice of "I have something to ask you, Your Majesty," a smile appeared on his lips.
Sure enough, after a while, Yang Fu's loud voice sounded again, with a little anger at the same time:
"Your Majesty, as the emperor, does not dress according to the etiquette and laws, but he wears women's clothing well. When the time comes, everyone in the world will respect women's clothing, and the Wei Dynasty will be destroyed. Is that okay?"
(Note: Women's ornaments refer to those ornaments used by women to dress up, not women's clothing. For example, the emperor's crown uses real white jade beads on the front and back, and Cao Rui changed it to coral beads for women.)
Then Cao Rui's apology sounded.
Lian Zhao smiled slightly and left quietly.
Although His Majesty usually has his own opinions and may not necessarily listen to the opinions of his ministers, he generally does not get angry or even increase the punishment of ministers who express their opinions.
But everyone in the world is willing to listen to words that are pleasant to their ears, but not willing to listen to words that are offensive to their ears.
If Yang Fu talks too much, His Majesty will only become more distant in the future.
Thinking of this, Lian Zhao smiled even more heartily.
Luoyang.
The epidemic that started in April has made the most prosperous city in the world deserted.
Those with the means dragged their families and families out of the city, while those without the means could only close their homes and pray that the epidemic would pass quickly.
If you are really unfortunate enough to be infected, you can only resign yourself to fate and either wait to die or get through it.
The rumors spread everywhere have greatly aggravated people's panic about the epidemic.
Because this epidemic came at such a strange time.
Plagues in previous years were mostly prevalent during the cold period of winter and early spring.
This epidemic started in April, when summer had already entered.
Therefore, in this era when theories about ghosts and gods are prevalent, as long as someone makes the slightest provocation, it is easy for people to become suspicious:
Could it be that God is not blessing the Wei Dynasty?
In Luoyang in June, the sun shone brightly on the streets, which were much deserted than before.
But the bleak and gloomy clouds over the city seem to be lingering like a life-threatening ghost.
A man wearing a bamboo hat and his face covered with gauze hurriedly walked to the door of a restaurant and knocked on the door:
"Store, please open the door."
A voice soon came from the restaurant:
"Guest, there is no food in the store!"
"Store, help me, there is a ghost outside, please let me go in and take shelter."
"Where did the ghost come from? What ghost?"
"Female ghost."
"How many female ghosts?"
"Eight thousand female ghosts!"
The closed door of the restaurant finally opened a crack, and when it was clear that there was really only one person outside, someone poked his head out and looked around.
Then he opened the door wider and said, "Then please invite the guests to come in for a while."
The man entered the restaurant and neatly took off all the clothes outside including his hat.
Then someone quickly brought a brazier and threw all these things in and burned them clean.
"Guest, please come this way. The water has been boiled."
When the man followed him down to clean, another waiter brought water and sprinkled it on the floor and began to mop it. At the same time, a pungent smell filled the store.
After the man had his hair scattered and cleaned, and put on a new set of clothes, someone took him to the back hall of the restaurant.
There was already a handsome husband sitting there waiting:
"Sir, please sit down. Where are the eight thousand female ghosts now?"
"The world is already in chaos!"
As the man answered, he took something out of his arms and put it on the table.
The handsome man also took something out of his arms and put it on the table.
The two things fit together perfectly.
The two of them put away their things in tacit agreement.
The handsome man bowed his hands and said:
"You are in a den of thieves and you have to be careful. May I ask your name, sir?"
"My surname is Han, my given name is Long, and I have the courtesy name Qianyong. May I ask if this is in front of Mi Langjun?"
"A certain person is Mi Zhao."
"I've met Mr. Mi Lang."
Hearing the name Han Long, Mi Zhao's expression went into a daze, and Jier sighed:
"The name I use here is Shiyilang. Old friends often call me Shiyilang. However, in recent years, I have heard less of this title of Milangjun..."
