Yuan Shu looked at the furious Yuan Shao and grinned.
"Do you dare to kill me?" He stretched his neck, leaned over to Yuan Shao, and pointed his finger at his neck. "Come on, chop here, chop here. Use my life to exchange for you to lose your son and grandson, it's not a loss."
"What did you say?" Yuan Shao was shocked and his scalp was numb.
"Do you know how many people are waiting to enter Jizhou and chop your bird's head." Yuan Shu retracted his neck, raised his hand, and poked Yuan Shao's forehead twice. "Zang Hong wants to avenge Zhang Miao brothers, Shisun
Rui wants to be promoted to Taiwei, and Han Sui wants to be a general, and all his hopes are placed on your bird's head."
Yuan Shao was poked back by Yuan Shu, and his hand holding the sword turned white, but he refused to cut it down.
Yuan Shu was right. Jizhou was surrounded by wolves and wanted to break into Jizhou. There were too many people who took his head. If he really killed Yuan Shu, those people would definitely pounce on him and tear him and Jizhou to pieces.
To be patient, you must be patient.
"Take your paws away!" Yuan Shao waved his hand away from Yuan Shu's hand. "You are really fearless. Would you rather use your own life to pave the way for others?"
Yuan Shu laughed twice. "Whether it is the governor of Yangzhou or the governor of Youzhou, my career has come to an end, and 43% of the glory of the Dukes has reached me. I will use my life to atone for the sins you have done in exchange for Ru Nan
I will not lose the chance of Yuan’s resurgence. I will be considered a meritorious person when I come to the next sects.”
He glanced at Yuan Shao sideways. "You can't say anything. Is it not good for uncle to recognize your son? My Aweng and my elder brother will definitely not recognize you."
Yuan Shao's cheeks twitched, turned around, and returned the sword to the sheath.
If his eldest brother Yuan Jin died, he would definitely not forgive him. If he killed Yuan Shu again, his biological father Yuan Feng would not forgive him, and his nominal father Yuan Cheng might not accept him.
In the world, Yuan Shu expelled his clan origin.
Under the nine springs, the ancestors and clans would also reject him thousands of miles away. He would become a true lonely ghost.
He is fifty years old and has a bad health. He may embark on the road to the underworld. This issue has come to a time when he must consider it.
There is no need to be a scoundrel like Yuan Shu.
"What if I refuse?" Yuan Shao looked at He Lishu, who was thrown around by him.
Yuan Tan and Yang Hong stood dozens of steps away, watching Yuan Shao on the platform, Yuan Shu was quarreling, and was so scared that he was out of control. Especially when Yuan Shao drew his sword and Yuan Shu stretched his neck, Yang Hong's legs were weak.
But things didn't develop as much as they thought.
Yuan Shu was as arrogant as ever, but Yuan Shao retreated, returned the sword to the sheath, and continued to talk to Yuan Shu instead of leaving the scene in anger.
This is very weird.
"What are they talking about?" Yuan Tan asked.
Yang Hong was also confused and didn't know what was going on.
What did Yuan Shu show Yuan Shao? Why did Yuan Shao draw his sword in anger?
He didn't know anything.
At this time, a breeze blew, and a piece of paper was blown up by the wind, and it swayed down from the platform and landed not far from Yang Hong. Yang Hong stepped forward to pick it up, looked at it, and suddenly realized it in his heart.
The mood that had just calmed down suddenly picked up again.
Where did Yuan Shu get this thing?
At this time, can those Xianbei and Wuhuan people bear it?
Yuan Tan also came over, looked at it, and blurted out. "Uncle, you have a good method, this is really..."
"What's it really?" Yang Hong turned to look at him.
Yuan Tan was speechless, blinked, and squeezed out a hint of awkward smile.
Yang Hong also reacted.
Exhaust the firewood from the bottom of the cauldron.
The Xianbei and Wuhuan people rebelled against Yuan Shao, which was beneficial or disadvantageous to Yuan Tan. Yuan Shu's move seemed like a joke, but in fact it was very effective. Even if Yuan Shao could comfort those people, how would he deal with the battle in the Youyan Protectorate's Mansion?
Gu Go
There is not much time left for Yuan Xi, and there is not much time left for Yuan Shao.
"Give up." Yuan Shu held his hands behind his back and looked at the undulating mountains in the distance. "The virtue of fire is immortal, and the destiny is in Han, it is not your fault. You have tried your best. You have taken advantage of the opportunity to turn around and quickly turn around.
Let’s go on. It’s fine if you harm yourself, but if you harm Xiansi again, why bother.”
Yuan Shao sneered: "Xiansi is my son, so you don't need to care about it."
Yuan Shu turned around and looked at Yuan Shao for a moment, grinning. "Do you really treat him as your son? Don't lie to yourself. Who doesn't know your little thoughts? Let me tell you something."
"What's up?"
"Xun Yu's daughter is in the palace. Many people think she can replace Fu Wan's daughter as the queen, but the emperor firmly disagrees. It's not that he doesn't like Xun Yu's daughter, but that he knows that some rules cannot be broken."
Yuan Shao disagreed.
He knew these things and didn't think they had anything to do with him.
Who to make the heir involves the interests of many people, and it is definitely not as simple as Yuan Shu said.
This is true for the emperor, and so is he.
"The legitimate son is the legitimate son, and the illegitimate son is the illegitimate son." Yuan Shu smiled. "This rule is not complicated, but you don't understand. You still want to accomplish a big thing? Forget it."
Yuan Shao took a deep breath, squinted his eyes, and used force again with his hand holding the hilt of the sword.
Yuan Shu's eyes gradually moved down, slid across Yuan Shao's ashen face, passed through Yuan Shao's violently undulating chest, and finally exposed Yuan Shao's white joints.
"Is this the Sizhao Sword?"
Yuan Shao didn't react at once. "What?"
"I heard that you got a sword in your dream. There is an inscription on the sword as Sizhao. Is it this sword?"
Yuan Shao then reacted and looked down. "So you know it too."
"Of course, I have always cared about you." Yuan Shu stretched out his hand. "Show me?"
Yuan Shao hesitated, not knowing whether he should hand over the sword to Yuan Shu. He stared at Yuan Shu and looked again and again, in a dilemma.
Yuan Shu laughed silently, with a contemptuous expression.
Yuan Shao gritted his teeth, took off his sword belt, and handed it to Yuan Shu. At the same time, he took a step back quietly to prevent Yuan Shu from attacking suddenly.
Yuan Shu's expression on his face was even more disdainful. He held the scabbard with his hand, held the hilt with his right hand, pulled out half of the sword body, stared at the two words for a while, and chuckled.
"Is it really a gift from the dream of God?"
Yuan Shao's face was a little red.
No god can teach swords in his dreams? It is just a propaganda made by him to show that the destiny of heaven is his own.
"If it is true, then you have never understood the true meaning of these two words."
Yuan Shao couldn't help but mocked: "Then I want to hear your high theory."
"It is far-fetched to interpret the word "Sizhao" as Shao, but it makes sense to interpret it as "Sizhao" as "Sizhao Gong". This may be your destiny. Entering the dynasty to assist in government is the best destination, rather than changing the dynasty and winning the world.
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Yuan Shu returned the sword to the sheath, but did not return the sword to Yuan Shao. "Zhao Gong was enfeoffed in Yan land and regarded Ji as the capital. This sword is more suitable for me. You have let down the gods and man, so you don't have to think about it anymore."
"You..." Yuan Shao was furious and stepped forward to take back the sword.
Although this sword was not taught by a god, it was built according to his wishes. He liked the real Qing steel and gold ornaments. He liked it very much. He could not sit and lie down and could not give it to Yuan Shu.
As soon as Yuan Shao moved, Yuan Shu drew his sword and unsheathed it, and the sword tip pointed directly at Yuan Shao's throat.
Yuan Shao was shocked and stopped quickly, sweating like a slurry.