Chapter 248 What is a hero (thanks to millions of Hengsha Wan reward)
Yuan stayed in the thatched cottage in Nanyang.
Zhuge Jun, who was still young, also stayed here.
Xu Shu and Zhuge have both left. The only people who occasionally come here to visit are Pang Tong and Pang Degong. Yuan relies on his own magic, as well as Pang Degong and Mr. Shui Jing, to pay attention to what is happening in the outside world and know
Cao Mengde was so majestic that he conquered the world and unified the north.
Liu Biao died of illness and Liu Cong succeeded to the throne.
Liu Zong was worse than his father, who actually surrendered directly.
Liu Xuande, who was stationed outside, had no idea. By the time he realized this, it was already too late, so he had to abandon the city and leave. Guan Yu finally looked at Fan City, his eyes slightly opened, and he stood on the city gate with a heavy sword in his hand, leaving a mark on it.
A mark and a cold voice said:
"Today's revenge."
"I will repay you one day."
Immediately he slapped his horse and chased Liu Xuande away.
It’s just eight words.
In other people's ears, they almost thought it was an angry remark.
No one knew that this man who had to flee because of his chivalry would return here ten years later and reach the pinnacle of his life here. He flooded seven armies, beheaded generals, and shocked China.
The emperor was prosperous and forced Cao Mengde to move the capital.
In the end, when the descendants of generals in later generations read about such heroic actions in official history, they almost felt like they were reading mythology. Even in the distant Northern and Southern Dynasties, when mentioning fierce generals, they always compared themselves with Guan and Zhang.
When passing Jingzhou, Liu Bei did not want to attack Liu Cong, but rode on his horse and shouted.
But Liu Cong didn't know whether it was guilt or fear, so he didn't dare to come forward at all.
From Xiangyang to Dangyang, a scene occurred that is almost impossible to repeat in these troubled times.
It was the most romantic legend of that cruel era. In China, the country that was most attached to its homeland, hundreds of thousands of people abandoned their homes and fled away, following a general who had suffered repeated defeats.
Cao Mengde was stunned for a long time.
Finally he sighed: "He is a hero."
People around him knew the weight of this sentence, and they all knew how much Cao Mengde valued Liu Xuande. Eight years ago, it was Cao Mengde who personally recommended Liu Xuande to become the general of the Han Dynasty Zhendong.
The last General Zhendong was Cao Mengde himself.
When future generations look back at this era, they will find that in the dark years, heroes and heroes would always pass by each other and briefly gather together, but after all, they are different people and then run in different directions, and precisely because they were once so incomparable
He admired and agreed with this person, so Cao Mengde quickly made a decision.
"He should be punished."
He personally led five thousand tiger and leopard cavalry to pursue and kill them all night long.
The counselors had some difficulty in understanding that leading an army into battle would definitely be dangerous, and it seemed that in Cao Cao's eyes, killing Liu Xuande was of higher value than stabilizing the current territory.
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"Yuan, haha, the old man is here to find you."
"Although you are weak, can you still drink?"
In front of the thatched cottage in Nanyang, Pang Degong, who was white-haired and still vigorous, came with his disciple Pang Tong. Yuan was only thirty-seven years old and already had white hair on his temples. He coughed and invited the two of them to sit down. Zhuge Jun
My wife helped with the cooking.
Said he was here for a drink.
But everyone knew that Yuan was not in good health and he was just drinking water.
After drinking for a while, Pang Degong looked gloomy and asked: "Yuan, do you know what happened to Kong Ming?" Yuan just nodded lightly, and the old man sighed: "All the heroes in the world have risen together, and the heroes have swarmed. With Kong Ming's talent as a dragon, the world has been conquered."
There was no place I could go, so why did I choose Liu Xuande?"
The Taoist with white hair on his temples and an increasingly lighter temperament asked:
"Who are the heroes that Mr. Pang De mentioned?"
"Is this what we talked about in Yingchuan a few years ago?"
Pang Degong recalled his previous experience. The scholars and hermits made tea and discussed the heroes of the world. It was originally a simple conversation. He did not have too many taboos. He stroked his beard and sighed: "Yes, at the moment, it seems that Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu are cruel, which is not my orthodoxy in the Central Plains."
, Let’s not mention Yuan Benchu and Yuan Shu, although they were once powerful, they have also declined, but at least the Sun family in Jiangdong is certainly the best place to separate one side. "
"Sun Jian, Sun Ce, and Sun Quan were all brave kings for three generations."
"Brother Kong Ming is also there, and he is very important."
"As for Kong Ming, the best choice is naturally that person..."
The Taoist raised his eyes: "Cao Mengde?"
The old man said nothing.
He coughed a few times and said calmly: "Jingzhou is not far away. Cao Mengde annexed this place. Although Yuan is not a well-informed person, he also knows that Mr. Shui Jing has joined Cao Mengde. It seems that Pang Degong is also here to persuade Pindao.
Is it for Pindao or for A Liang?"
"I heard that the eldest daughter of the Xu family was captured by the captain of Cao Mengde, so Yuan Zhi had to turn to Cao Mengde's side. I am here today. I am afraid that for the sake of Ajun and I, he plans to repeat his old tricks and blackmail Aliang?"
The old man looked slightly ashamed.
Zhuge Jun looked at the old man in front of him in disbelief.
Pang Degong never mentioned his difficulties, but just sighed: "Cao Mengde is both civil and military, and he is also the prime minister of the Han Dynasty. He defeated Lu Bu and defeated Yuan Shao. He has unified northern China. His power is so majestic that no one can resist it. The Jian'an trend is naturally there."
It’s extraordinary.”
The Taoist put down his tea cup and murmured: "Jian'an is romantic, Jian'an is romantic."
He stretched out his hand, took out the wine, and poured it directly into the tea cup. Zhuge Jun wanted to stop him, but was slapped away. He tilted his head to drink and suddenly coughed violently. However, he had not had such luxury since he was a boy.
When it comes to things brewed with grain, and because grain is consumed to brew them, Taoists are reluctant to spit them out.
Just after coughing for a long time, Pang Degong was a little worried and wanted to help him, but the Taoist stretched out his hands to push everyone away and suddenly said: "In the fourth year of Chuping, there were hundreds of thousands of men and women killed in the massacre in Xuzhou."
The old man was stunned.
The Taoist lowered his eyes and poured the wine again, then raised his neck and muttered to himself.
"In the second year of Xingping, Cao Mengde massacred Yongqiu."
He drank again and said again:
"In the third year of Jian'an, Cao Mengde massacred Pengcheng."
"In the ninth year of Jian'an, Cao Mengde massacred Ye City."
"In the twelfth year of Jian'an, Cao Mengde went to Liucheng and defeated Wuwan."
"Among them, the Han people surrendered hundreds of thousands of people and massacred them all."
As of this moment, the Taoist had already been drinking until his face turned red, but his eyes became clearer and clearer.
He took another swig of strong wine and spoke out his past anger, saying: "Yuan Benchu fought against Gongsun Zan for two consecutive years. They ran out of food and plundered each other's people and the land of Qingzhou."
"That year there was no grass in the fields, only bones."
"Yuan Shu, the space between the Jianghuai River and the Huaihe River is exhausted, and the people eat each other."
"And Sun Ce, the little overlord of Jiangdong you mentioned, led his troops across the river, took control of Kuaiji, and slaughtered Dongzhi!"
"And his younger brother Sun Quan raised his troops to attack Yuan Shu. He cut off the food supply and massacred his city!"
"Just this year, Mr. Pound, just this year."
"Sun Quan conquered Huang Zu and massacred his city."
As the Taoist spoke each sentence, his momentum became heavier and heavier, but he was already very drunk. He stood up and pointed at the old man. He suddenly thought of the fire that illuminated the sky when he was a boy, and the figure that fell in front of him.
, there were old and young women who had their heads cut off. Zhuge Jun had been with him all the time. He had seen him smile and see him angry, but he had never seen the simple Taoist look like he was crying or angry:
"What a damn Jian'an man, what a damn hero in the world, Cao Mengde is the only one, and his subordinates slaughtered nearly a million civilians, but he is still alive, still alive. These are just the people who died under their swords now, and there will be more in the future.
how many people?"
"You actually want me to go to Cao Mengde's place to treat him?"
Pang Degong murmured: "But Yuan, you are different, you have great talent..."
The Taoist waved his sleeves and said angrily:
"I just realized that I am different from you."
"Pang Gong, we are not distinguished guests from aristocratic families who were invited by him as guests, nor are we friends who drink and sing with each other. We are just ordinary people. How many such people are there? We are the men who carry firewood for you from the foot of the mountain.
The little girl of the tea shop who brings the tea is also the urchin chasing chickens and dogs on the roadside, that’s you, that’s me!”
"They were killed one after another, falling like wheat. Pang Degong, he was not killed one by one, but city by city. I know that in the history books of later generations, today's celebrities will only remember Cao Mengde.
He scolded Fang Qiu and unified the northern princes. He knew that the little overlord was brave and knew that Sun Quan was a young man."
"Knowing the big things of those big people, killing Dong Zhuo, fighting Lu Bu, driving Yuan Shao, and pacifying Jiangdong."
"But I'm just an ordinary citizen."
"In the eyes of us common people, we just want to live. All the heroes in the world are butchers. In the eyes of the living people, there is only one person who can be called a hero!"
Pang Degong was silent and said softly: "If Cao Mengde unified the world, wouldn't there be no war?"
The Taoist staggered and sat down, and just replied: "We are not fighting for pure unity, are we? We are standing because of their cruelty. In the world we expect, there should not be such a thing as massacre, nor should it be
There is famine and cannibalism.”
"How terrible it would be for a king who likes to massacre cities to rule the world."
"He is a Han official. If he rebels and becomes the emperor, it will have a terrible impact on future generations..."
He flicked his sleeves and said softly: "Pang Gong, please go ahead..."
Pang Degong remained silent for a long time and then left.
After all, he never entered Cao Mengde's command like Mr. Shui Jing, but went straight to Lumen Mountain and never appeared in the world again. When Yuan woke up the next day, he opened the door, his clothes were wet with mist, and there was a man standing at the door.
A young man, quiet and gentle, he cupped his hands and said:
"Mr. Yuan."
"I would like to accompany you, sir, to see the benevolent world created by Liu Xuande."
This year, Liu Xuande was defeated and in a state of embarrassment.
But this battle was the purest light in this troubled world, making this era stand out from countless histories of feuding princes and scheming heroes.
Amidst the continuous massacres of the major princes and heroes, China was full of blood, but there happened to be a king who led the people across the river, slowed down the speed, and caused his wife and children to be separated and almost died. He clearly hated his angry brother's decision and still carried the
More than 20 people, determined to die, cut off Zhang Yide who stayed at Changbanpo.
There are also heroic young generals who stand alone and risk their lives to save others.
The young counselor in the feather fan scarf has gentle eyes.
Guan Yunchang, who had previously divided his troops, came from the waterway and broke the situation.
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Yuan and Zhuge both left Nanyang and went to Zhuge Liang and Liu Xuande.
Liu Xuande is no longer the young knight-errant that the young Taoist once saw.
The young Taoist priest also had his temples turning white.
There was joy in Liu Xuande's eyes. He pointed at Wei Yuan and laughed repeatedly. In the end, he just patted his shoulder heavily and asked with a smile: "We meet again today. Sir, do you think Bei has done what you said at the beginning?"
?”
The Taoist nodded.
The ranger of that year touched his nose and felt a little embarrassed: "Is it really just a precaution?"
The young counselor next to him chuckled.
Guan Yunchang and Zhang Yide are still calm and majestic.
Yuan sat on one side, looking at the young man who was half his disciple and half his younger brother. His eyes were bright, as if they were about to shine. Slowly, Yuan actually felt that he could really see what the teacher expected.
That big man, he recuperated Liu Chan and understood this era.
The young counselor was like a sword that had been forged for a long time. When he met Liu Xuande, he finally began to show his sharp edge and overcome obstacles. At his peak, Yuan Neng could see that the counselor had a gentle tone and wisdom, and there were many like-minded people around him.
Generations, some are famous and some are not that famous.
Everyone surrounded Liu Xuande.
But he could also notice that the young man's personality had not changed.
Calm and unhurried, but full of flame-like heat and temperature.
When his strategy finally completes a key step, he will be so excited that he can't sleep.
Until that year.
Guan Yunchang has met his end.
In October of the 24th year of Jian'an, Cao Cao and Sun Quan went all out to kill Guan Yu. In order to kill Guan Yu, the Wei State and the Wu State almost mobilized the entire country, and Guan Yunchang had to face two traitors. Even so, he still broke through the blockade and finally refused.
Surrender and die.
After his death, all the three kingdoms in the world buried him with the rites of princes.
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"Yun Chang has gone..."
"Well, his character is too arrogant."
The Taoist with all white temples leaned against the tree and murmured: "But if you are not proud, is it still Guan Yu?"
"He is arrogant and values friendship, he is proud of his family, but he is kind to the people."
"Guan Yunchang, with all the famous generals in the world fighting with you alone, it is really a grand event."
But no one thought of it.
Including Yuan and the counselor.
After Guan Yu died, Zhang Yide also left with him.
And the man who spent his whole life serving the world.
For the first time in my life, I went to war because of my own personal anger.
I don’t know what future generations will think of this king, but throughout his life, he was never stained with the blood of the people. He once personally whipped the postal governor and abandoned his official post just to be proud. Naturally, he was a young man who was happy; he also once fought for the people and the strongest person in the world.
The princes were enemies, and after being displaced for half of their lives, they finally got a share of the world, but in the end they risked everything for their brothers.
Looking at the entire world, looking at the past and the future, no king has ever behaved like this.
Yuan had seen Liang after that.
The latter locked himself in the house for several days before coming out.
Yuan suddenly saw himself in the other person's eyes
Those who once walked side by side are now alone.
The dead are dead, but the living still have to bear the last great wish.
The former young man's eyes fell on the Taoist and he said softly:
"Master Yuan... please give me the Nine-section Staff."
"Seven Star Method."
ps: The next chapter ends, it should be about the same length as the Yellow Turban Volume.
Zhuge Liang governed the army: he went in and out like a guest, marched without bandits, and did not hunt those who chewed cud, just like in the country.
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