"In the first year of Guangxi, the young emperor of the Han Empire, General He Jin took charge of the imperial court, integrating military and political power. The Yellow Turban King Ming, Wang and Cai, two veteran officials of the empire, conspired with Emperor Wu of Wei to plan and kill the traitors and revitalize the imperial court."
——"The Biography of the Three Kingdoms"
After Qin Yang left Cai Yong's residence, he returned directly to his own residence in the imperial capital. Although the young emperor ascended the throne and granted amnesty to the world, it was only for the prisoners in prison. Qin Yang, a Hanzhong pastor who was under house arrest, has not yet been released. In the imperial capital
After the rebellion ended, the other foreign officials who were stranded in the imperial capital were able to leave the capital one after another, but Qin Yang was the only one who was strictly prohibited from leaving the imperial capital.
Of course, this kind of ban has little effect on Qin Yang and Guan Hai. As long as he wants to leave, the ordinary guards guarding the city cannot stop them. However, Qin Yang will inevitably bear the burden of resisting the imperial edict and disrespecting him.
, the charge of conspiracy. And Qin Yang also knew that some people in the court were extremely happy to see Qin Yang bear this charge. So even though the surveillance around him became increasingly sparse, Qin Yang was still under the supervision of the old god.
Not leaving.
After returning to the mansion, Qin Yang repeatedly thought about everything that happened in Cai Yong's mansion. If what Cao Cao said is true, it is very likely that Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty was killed by Shi Changshi and He Jin.
Established. However, Qin Yang has never been able to figure out why, with Zhang Rang's character, he would let Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty go, a person who had absorbed the king's energy, and also give someone the authority to completely hand over the power to He Jin.
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Regarding the other news from Cao Cao, Qin Yang also had mixed feelings. Zhang Rang and He Jin were not getting along, which was something that everyone was happy to see. Except Qin Yang, Qin Yang's purpose was to mobilize the Hanzhong army to enter the imperial capital.
A high-sounding excuse. But in this way, both Cai Yong and Wang Yun believed that Cao Cao's method was safer, so they temporarily ignored the matter of asking Qin Yang to mobilize troops.
Without the support of Cai Yong and Wang Yun, even if Qin Yang transfers one person to the imperial capital, it will probably attract the attention of the entire empire. You know, although Wang and Cai have lost power and are no longer officials, their influence is still
It's huge. The so-called "reputable army" was especially valued in the Han Dynasty. If Qin Yang lost the support of these two people, then Qin Yang's further deployment of troops would be tantamount to blatant rebellion. Qin Yang was not willing to take risks at this time. So things became deadlocked.
Here, Qin Yang had no choice but to wait and see what happened.
"Your Highness, Your Highness!..." Just as Qin Yang was sitting in the room thinking about the pros and cons, suddenly Guan Hai's loud voice that could rival the tenor and the rapid "dong dong" footsteps sounded outside the door.
"Did you find a beauty? It was so loud." Qin Yang stood up impatiently, opened the door and said to Guan Hai, who was running over in a hurry.
"Beauty? Where is she?" Guan Hai was stunned when he heard Qin Yang's words and looked around.
"What the hell is wrong with you? If you fart, hurry up!" Qin Yang took a sip. He had no time to tease Guan Hai now.
Guan Hai smiled naively, scratched his head and said to Qin Yang mysteriously: "Your Highness, guess who is here?"
"Who is here? Your aunt?"
"No... my aunt will... next month... No... Your Highness, you will know for yourself..." Guan Hai scratched his head, suddenly feeling as if he was being bypassed by Qin Yang, and pointed to the courtyard door behind him.
"Well, let me see what your aunt looks like..."
"Who the hell is his aunt! It's so strange. Why did I find a gang of gangsters as my accomplices? I went astray..." A voice that sounded even more arrogant than Qin Yang suddenly sounded from outside the hospital. No one had arrived. The tangy smell of alcohol arrived first.
"Old show?!" After Qin Yang heard this, not only did he not get angry, but his eyes lit up and he rushed out in a few steps.
Xi Zhicai, who was wearing a white brocade robe outside the hospital, laughed, and while drinking wine, he glanced sideways at Qin Yang who rushed out and said: "You damn thing, you still know me? I thought you were just happy and happy in the imperial capital, and all our brothers in Hanzhong were killed. I forgot about it!... Hey! Whose stinky shoes are there? Qin Yang, is this how you fucking welcome me? I will fight with you! Zuihua Sword Technique!"
"What nonsense is the drunken flower swordsmanship! Look at my flaming sword! I didn't cook you last time, let's continue this time! I guess your kung fu has improved? Guan Hai, come and help!"
The great atmosphere of a reunion with old friends was suddenly completely ruined by a burst of "ping, ping, bang, bang, bang" beatings. Instead of panicking, the guards in Qinyang's mansion gathered around him with smiles, and some even started to start shooting. Zhuang Xia bet was shouting and cheering. After seeing each other for several months, this group of guards had already been suffocated by the oppressive atmosphere in the imperial capital. This kind of scene, which was common in the Hanzhong Mufu, suddenly appeared, and they were naturally very excited.
"Ahem...I'm talking about you..." At this moment, a white-robed Confucian scholar and a few people squeezed through the crowd and saw the scene in front of them, and they couldn't help but feel black lines all over their heads.
At this time, Qin Yang was seen holding Xi Zhicai's struggling legs, and Guan Hai was behind him, strangulating Xi Zhicai's neck. Naturally, Xi Zhicai, not to be outdone, firmly grasped one of Qin Yang's raised legs, and the three of them The person was lying on the ground and twisting continuously, performing the legendary and classic "Six-nine Styles", "Old Man Pushing Cart" and "One Phoenix and Two Dragons" super invincible combination skills.
A middle-aged man who squeezed in later took a look at the movements of the three people with great interest, and while admiring him, he said to the white-robed scholar: "General Baiqi, I didn't expect that His Highness Prince Ming's kung fu has become more and more refined after not seeing him for many days. That's cool, did you place a bet just now? I bought the play "A Phoenix Subdues Two Dragons".
Zhang Baiqi was covered in cold sweat, coughed twice and said: "General Tao, please stop causing trouble... Pei Yuanshao, Huang Shao, go and separate His Highness and the others..."
"Okay!" The gloomy Huang Shao promised and walked towards Qin Yang and the others, but the expressionless Pei Yuanshao hesitated for a moment and said to Tao Sheng: "Well... General Tao, help me place another ten taels. Money buys them a tie, yes, the one with odds of one to one..."
"I..." Zhang Baiqi stared at Pei Yuanshao with black lines on his head. He never thought that Pei Yuanshao would also participate in the bet. At this moment, he looked at Huang Shao who walked towards Qin Yang and the others without saying a word and relaxed slightly. He breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, apart from himself, there was also a serious person in the Yellow Turban Army. Although Huang Shao was a more insidious boy, at least he would not join in the booing.
Unexpectedly, before Zhang Baiqi could put his mind down, Huang Shao shouted to Pei Yuanshao without looking back: "Just now I advised you to bet on a tie. How about it? Do you regret it? As we agreed, you can help me again. I’ll add another ten taels…”
"I wiped it!..." Zhang Baiqi finally yelled out the Yellow Turban Army's signature "national curse"...
After some chaos, Qin Yang sat at the main seat in the hall, drinking tea and rubbing his red and swollen cheeks. Xi Zhicai was so constrained by Guan Hailai that he retched for a long time and vomited all the wine he drank yesterday.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Guan Hai, your body odor is getting worse again..."
"Hey, pull it down, military commander, the smell of alcohol is stronger than anything else on your body, why do you still care about my body odor?"
"Ahem!" Zhang Baiqi coughed hard.
"Eh? Let me tell you, which of you bastards was the one who kicked me in the face just now?" Qin Yang said, rubbing his face.
"It's him!" Guan Hai and Xi Zhicai pointed at each other at the same time and said in unison.
"Ahem! Ahem!"
"Forget it, Your Highness was generous today. Since no one admits it, let's deduct both of your salaries for this month. Anyway, I remember that there were four feet kicking back and forth in front of me..."
"Oh no! Your Highness doesn't want it..." "Huh, isn't it just a month's salary? Just take care of the money for the drinks!" This time Guan Hai and Xi Zhi lost their tacit understanding.
"Cough cough, cough cough, cough cough cough..."
"General Zhang, do you have a cold? Or are you just acclimated? Do you want me to find two beauties from the imperial capital to warm your bed?" Qin Yang said kindly, looking at Zhang Baiqi who was almost coughing out his lungs.
"I wiped it..." Zhang Baiqi finally stopped coughing, but when he opened his mouth, he unknowingly slipped out a national curse that shocked the whole room.
After scolding, Zhang Baiqi let out a long breath. After feeling some of the bad breath in his heart, he turned back to the look of a Confucian scholar. In the surprised eyes of everyone, he said calmly: "Yellow Turban Army Hanzhong."
The garrison general Zhang Baiqi and the military advisor Xi Zhicai, the Huangtian camp general Pei Yuanshao, the Houtu camp general Tao Sheng, and the second battalion deputy general Huang Shao of the Yellow Turban Army, meet me, the leader of the Yellow Turban Holy Cult, His Highness the Yellow Turban Ming King!"
Everyone was dumbfounded as they listened to Zhang Baiqi finish the long list of official titles and names without even breathing, without saying a single useful word. They were stunned for a moment, and then they all raised their eyebrows at Zhang Baiqi in unison.
Middle finger, "Fuck!"
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