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, while 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
Zhong Ji felt that he was too embarrassed to face the previous emperors.
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, he performed better than 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 did not live past double digits, I 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 opened up territory and expanded the territory to more than one million square kilometers. Do you really think that the word "Huan" was invented? Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty was promoted to the throne by his relatives when he was eleven years old, and he lost power. However, he killed his relatives nine months later. Do you really think that
There is something wrong with people's brains when they appoint eunuchs, and the power has never fallen into the hands of anyone throughout their lives.
Even during the Yellow Turban Rebellion in the later period of Emperor Ling, Emperor Ling could remove the three princes and nine ministers in the court, and the governors of prefectures and counties at any time if he wanted to. Although this guy was indeed deceived by Shi Changshi, really speaking, Shi Changshi
At most, it can be regarded as arrogance due to favor. If you really want to say that the power lies in the hands of Emperor Ling!
However, Huan Ling is still a foolish king, and as far as the situation can be seen with both eyes, today's emperor Liu Xie is 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 would cause so much heartache.
Hiding deep in your heart, what is the purpose of plotting only for the Han Dynasty?
Many of his like-minded comrades died at the hands of others for such a plan. 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, and Zhong Ji lost 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 for more than thirty years.
In the past, no matter how miserable the defeat was or how many comrades were executed, Zang 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, Zhongji always felt that he had a clear conscience for spending time, drinking, having fun and having fun. He was confident that even if he died one day, even if he failed to fulfill his original agreement, he met He Yong, Wu Qiong, and Wang Yun under Jiuquan.
He can also pat his chest and say that he has a clear conscience in his whole 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.
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No matter how much Zhongji tried to adjust, 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 Zhongji 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 based on the fact that the emperor was a normal emperor. However, the current facts made him understand that Liu Xie's level was probably comparable to that of those who were a few years old in the later Han Dynasty.
The emperor who died 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 due to their respective ambitions, Zhongji knows very well that these people, Zhongji will lower his head and go 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 gone, it's gone!" 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. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so bitter before the death of his comrade. In his memory, every time he went to the funeral of his comrade 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 others and said, "Can you please let me and your father be alone for a while?"
Fulang and others, who were all wearing mourning clothes, were 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 burial had been laid, and knelt down in the mourning hall, kowtowed three times to the coffin where the laying was finished, and then slowly stood up.
"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 always collect them and give them to my comrades. No one has given them to me yet. I used to be confident 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 remaining wine.
"Click." With the sound of the door opening, Fulang and others saw Zhongji 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 moment, he was led all the way, and he finally came to his senses when he reached a secluded courtyard of Fu's house.
"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 Fu De and Fulang's knowledge. Zhongji read it and sighed. He already understood what Fu Wan meant, but now it was too late, and he was the only one there.
If he can't do it, what's more important is that he has to escape.
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 around 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 sighed, 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 different directions, but now we are going to different directions." Zhong Ji jumped onto Zhong Yao's carriage and sighed.
"Nine out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory. You have done it so many times. There is no guarantee that you will miss this time. It is better to stop now." Zhong Yao took out preserved fruits and wine from the drawer on the side and handed them to Zhong Ji and said.
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"If I can be helped, 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 and after not wanting to let go, he can actually drink from Zhong Yao's wine glass again. 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 at the beginning.
Gongda, Jianping and others were chatting and said that they would collect your body."
"Alas." Zhong Yao ridiculed 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 there is no problem with a million dollars." 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 him, he will help him. If he can't, he will help whoever can satisfy him." 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. Things haven'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, have made it clear about human determination, it is not a fish!" Zhongji looked at Zhong Yao and said with great calmness.
"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?" Zhongji returned to his bedroom and found a box and a letter on the table in his bedroom.
"Go 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 activate my brain. This time, the matter was somewhat 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. It’s just that such a thing is not necessarily easy to do, and it may not be possible.] Zang Ji silently stroked the box.
There were a few things on his face, and he looked a little hesitant.
[Brother Fu, you have indeed shaken my will. I am not as good as you!] Zang Ji finally sighed and slowly closed the box. He had already made his 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 revived the Han Dynasty one day. If I am unreasonable in the future, please forgive me." Zhongji said silently.