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Chapter 158 Pei Qian

After dinner, Liu issued a account, took a walk around, and only brought Shia.

The food is tight. Even if he is an emperor, he can only eat two meals a day, as much as possible for a while.

After eating it, I didn't get down, basically his portrayal.

After winning the battle, he captured tens of thousands of people, and the huge food gap made him breathless.

Da Di Nong Zhang Yi has gone for a few days, and no news has returned, and he doesn't know how good and bad.

Li Yan still has some old departments in Huangbaicheng, and I do n’t know if they will acknowledge the reality after seeing Li Yinghe forgiveness, and put down the weapon to surrender.

After walking for half a circle, two figures appeared in front.

One is a woman, and the other is also a woman.

Liu Xie slowed down, so as not to surprise them.

After a day of hard work, it is also good to have a chance to see the scenery. Although both of them are wearing winter clothes, they are a bit bloated.

But Tang Ji and Cai Yan quickly discovered Liu Xie, stood aside consciously, lowered their heads.

After Cai Yan's side, Liu Xie saw the corner of the handkerchief she pinched in her hand and stopped.

"The record is sorted out?"

Cai Yan looked up at him. "After finishing it. If His Majesty wants to see it, you will send it over later."

"I don't watch it. You sorted it out, copied a few copies, and the public secretary gave one. When the council was given, they also thought about it."

Cai Yan blinked. "His Majesty, is the actual record?"

"Nature." Liu Xie paused, and said again: "A lie requires ten lies to make up for it.

Cai Yan nodded and didn't say anything.

Tang Ji frowned slightly. "His Majesty, the courtiers have a question."

"Is it related to the emperor?" Liu Xie smiled.

Tang Ji quietly looked at Liu Xie. "How can I write him in the history book in the future?"

"How do I want to write?"

Tang Ji stopped talking, and after a while, he shook his head for a while.

"Then write it truthfully." Liu Xie sighed. "Right and wrong, stay with future generations."

"only."

Liu Xie Jiu first tried to look forward to move forward.

Tang Ji, Cai Yan looked at his back, exchanged a look, sighed in unison, and then laughed again.

"Your Majesty is too tired." Cai Yan said softly.

"The hero is not easy to do." Tang Ji said lightly. After a while, she added another sentence. "To say it, he is more difficult than Emperor Guangwu.

Year."

Cai Yan looked at Tang Ji. "Madam, His Majesty has the level of atmosphere, and he will live up to his father and brother in the future."

Tang Ji glanced at Cai Yan and couldn't help but "Zhao Ji, you have a lot of difference today."

Cai Yan reached out and covered his cheeks. "Is there ... what's the difference?"

Tang Ji looked at Liu Xie, who was gradually getting far away, and took a brisk footing. "The clouds open the moon, and the beginning of the rain."

Intersection

After walking, Liu Xie returned to the camp.

Dang Dang's waiter Pei Qian came in and put a stack of stacks of documents on the case.

"His Majesty, this is the document just sent by Shangshi."

"Let's put it here." Liu Xie took off his coat and sat on the case.

Pei Qian turned to the fire pond, dialed the fire, and added two pieces of firewood.

Liu Xie looked in his eyes and laughed: "Is this learned in Jingzhou?"

Pei Qian took the ash on his hands, hit a pot of water, and set it on the fire. Then he returned to the case.

. Calling a servant will no matter others, it is better to get it yourself. "

"Are you going to Changsha?" Liu Xie was surprised.

He knew that Pei Qian had evacuated Jingzhou, but he couldn't remember that he went to Changsha.

Changsha is in Jiangnan, and Xiangyang, who is the governance office of Liu Biao. Pei Qian went to Changsha. It is unlikely that the scenery of Changsha is good. It can only be optimistic about Liu Biao.

"There are many people in Nanjun, and there is no leisure field. Although Changsha is humid, there are fish and rice."

"Do you eat yourself when you are in Changsha?"

Pei Qian was a little ashamed. "I'm not very good at farming the water field. Fortunately, Sima Zhi, a friend of his friends, is good at eating, and eating hard. When I have insufficient, I often eat it."

"Sima Zhi." Liu Xie repeated it and recorded the name in his heart.

Readers are willing to let go of their body and cultivate themselves, at least they can keep their own independence. Such a scholar is a available person.

"How about Liu Biaoqi?" Liu Xie asked.

What he is most concerned about now is whether Liu Biao still has the court in his heart, can he send some tribute to the urgent urgency of his eyebrows.

It stands to reason that it is now November, and the autumn harvest has ended long ago, and the food of each state and counties should be returned to the position. If Liu Biao wants to send it, it can definitely be delivered.

"Liu Biao is not the talent of overlords, it is only suitable for adequateness."

"What else?" Liu Xie asked with a smile.

Pei Qian's eyelids trembled, silent for a moment, and said, "But he is too talented to think that Sibber is regulated, and it is not determined."

Liu Xie didn't ask again.

Pei Qian talked about this point, it is already the limit.

Sibber is King Zhou Wen.

King Zhou Wen was the king of King Zhou Wu, and he established the foundation of Zhou Dynasty.

This is the behavior mode recognized by scholars in this era.

Just like Yang Biao, Shi Sun Rui himself can sacrifice for the big man, but he does not want his descendants to be buried for the big man. He has both public and private, and it is not as pedantic as future generations.

Later Cao Cao also claimed to be Zhou Wenwang, that's what he meant.

Pei Qian said that Liu Biao wanted to be King Zhou Wen. It may not be said that Liu Biao was standing again, but that Liu Biao Mingming did not have the talents of hegemony, but he refused to admit that he had to use King Zhou Wen.

It can be seen that Pei Qian is a very pragmatic person.

What he cares about is actual success or failure, not empty talk.

"Will Liu Biao give tribute?"

"Hui." Pei Qian didn't think about it. "Liu Biao used to be the Central Army Central Hou. He knew how the former Northern Army battled. His Majesty broke Li Yan, enough to make him converge for the time being.

"Convergence?"

Pei Qian showed a little smile. "His Majesty, Jingzhou's hukou is strong, with a lord of 100,000. Liu Xun is weak, and the people of Yizhou are different. If Liu Biao can cross Jingyi, even if he cannot heal the world, it is enough to cut one party.

How can Liu Biao stop? For the time being, when the Central Plains melee, it is what he thinks about. "

Liu Xie suddenly, it turned out that Liu Biao still had this thought.

In this way, it is not realistic to give him abandoning Jingzhou and call it to the court.

"Can he succeed?"

"Can't." Pei Qian said without hesitation: "Nanyang, who is close to Nanyang, can't get it, let alone Yizhou."

Liu Xiexing was in full swing, signing Pei Qian to say.

Pei Qian has been in his job for a few days, and he has not been talking much. He thought Pei Qian was just this temperament. Now it seems that Pei Qian is not unwilling to speak, but to choose the object of speaking.

Then, then

Now that Pei Qian took the initiative to make suggestions, he naturally couldn't live up to his enthusiasm, and inquired about some situations.


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