Chapter 564 'Broken Landscape of Mountains and Rivers'
Liu Xun slowly pulled out his sword and turned to look at the old man. When he saw the old man shrinking into a ball, Liu Xun's heart skipped a beat.
The person in front of me is an innocent person no matter what.
The blade was slowly pulled out and finally freed from the scabbard. Liu Zhang, Fu Shou, and Zhang Ren all stared at Liu Xun, and Zhou Buyi at the door all raised their heads and looked at Liu Xun.
"ah."
Liu Xun slashed at the old man with his sword. There was a "clang" sound, but it did not hit the old man. The sword fell heavily to the ground. Liu Xun finally couldn't hold back his tears. He dropped the scabbard and ran out of the hall.
Zhou Busu followed him out.
Listening to the footsteps of Liu Xun running out, Liu Zhang's fist on the table kept shaking. Fu Shou looked at Liu Zhang from the side, his face as sinking as water, and spoke softly and hesitantly: "Shu Lord, actually, Fu Shou feels
, Lord Shu is letting the young master make the same mistake again..."
"Ah~~~"
Before Fu Shou had finished speaking, Liu Zhang suddenly yelled at the top of his lungs and swept all the pen holders and ink books on the table to the ground. There was a "crackling" sound, and his face looked frighteningly blue.
Fu Shou felt his whole body tremble, his face turned pale, he forgot about his identity as a queen, and knelt down: "Forgive me, Lord Shu, Fu Shou shouldn't have spoken like this..."
Fu Shou suddenly realized that he was a queen, and no matter how powerful Liu Zhang was, he was still a minister of the Han Dynasty. Even if he said something wrong, there was no reason to kneel down. He was stunned for a moment.
Fu Shoudu knelt down, knowing that it was wrong to kneel down, but just getting up like this still felt inappropriate.
Zhang Ren was also frightened by Liu Zhang's appearance. The moment Fu Shou knelt down, he looked at this scene in surprise.
Liu Zhang looked at Fu Shou in surprise, not knowing whether or how to help him up. If he was like an ordinary minister and the queen knelt down, no matter what the reason, he should kneel down to relieve the queen's embarrassment.
But Liu Zhang obviously would not do this.
Firstly, I was still angry, and secondly, I didn’t have the consciousness to kneel down.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense.
"Zhang Ren, you go out and spend a day preparing five thousand elite troops. I will leave the Central Plains in person the day after tomorrow." Liu Zhang said casually.
"My lord wants to conquer it himself?"
"What can I do in Chang'an?"
"Yes." Zhang Ren was stunned for a moment and responded loudly. He also felt that it was not appropriate for him to stay here, so he turned around and left.
Liu Zhang and Fu Shou were left in the hall, and with the addition of a powerful man who could be regarded as air, it would not be so embarrassing.
"Empress, it's not because of your words. Liu Zhang is just in a bad mood and a little irritable."
Liu Zhang looked straight ahead and spoke, not looking at Fu Shou, as if no one saw him kneeling since no eyes were on him. Fu Shou felt a little calmer and stood up.
Because Fu Shou just knelt down, Liu Zhanglai's angry mood had eased a lot. At the moment when he knocked over the items on the table, Liu Zhang still felt pain coming up from his head. At this time, it was just a dull pain, so he pressed lightly on his temples.
Fu Shou may have been used to massaging Liu Zhang, and his heart was still filled with the fearful and embarrassing emotion just now. His jade fingers had already pressed up.
"Queen, what did you just say? Make the same mistake again?"
"I just said it casually. Don't take it to heart, Lord Shu."
Even though she knew that Liu Zhang would not lose his temper with her, Fu Shou still felt a little scared. She was indeed frightened by Liu Zhang just now.
Hua Tuo said that Liu Zhang was not as irritable as Cao Cao, but Liu Zhang didn't bother to get angry when dealing with ordinary things, but Liu Zhang also had things he cared about in his heart, and when he touched on them, his anger was just as terrifying.
Isn't that how hundreds of thousands of descendants of the family were killed?
At this time, Fu Shou was even more convinced that the person in front of him, just as Hua Tuo said and felt before, was a real king. Even though he was a queen, he had no psychological obstacles when massaging Liu Zhang like a concubine.
, as if it were all taken for granted.
"Concubine." Fu Shou's heart skipped a beat.
"Make the same mistakes again." Liu Zhang didn't know what Fu Shou was thinking, and he didn't have the intention to pay attention. He thought of Fu Shou's words.
Liu Xun is a pure man. If you force him to kill people and massacre these thousands of families, what is the difference between that and the families that were massacred in Jiangzhou?
Is it really okay if Liu Xun also has a shadow in his heart?
However, these are troubled times. How can a person who dares not implicate innocent people and sympathize blindly survive in troubled times? In any case, Liu Zhang still hopes that Liu Xun will become more decisive and sharp.
Liu Xun returned to his room and started crying, and Zhou Buji walked in.
"Brother No Doubt, am I really wrong? I made my father angry, am I unfilial? But I really can't do it, what should I do? What should I do?"
Liu Xun could still think of the old man in the lobby. He was not a treacherous person in any way. He looked very honest. He was afraid of losing his life just like ordinary people. If he wanted to kill such a person by himself, Liu Xun really couldn't do it.
"Sir, if that old man were replaced by the head of the Yang family, would you dare to kill him?" Zhou Buyi asked lightly. In the past, Zhou Buyi called Liu Xun Xun'er, but now Liu Xun has become the head of the Yang family, and he has become one.
He was an official with sesame seeds and mung beans, so he called him Young Master.
It's not that Zhou Buyi cares about etiquette, it's just that at this time, Liu Xun's authority needs to be maintained.
"Dare, even though I don't like it, but..."
"That's enough." Zhou Buyi interrupted Liu Xun: "Young Master is not wrong."
"But my father doesn't like it... Brother Buduo, you have taught me everything, why have you never taught me to kill someone who should not be killed but who has to be killed?"
Liu Xun was not stupid and asked this question. Zhou Buyi taught him all the best techniques, but Zhou Buyi never seemed to teach him the sharpness that his father cared about most.
Even Zhou Buyi told him to decisively kill those who should be killed, but try not to kill those who shouldn't be killed. There was never the concept of "you shouldn't kill but you have to kill" in Zhou Buyi's words.
"Sir, just remember that you are right."
After Zhou Busuo finished speaking, he moved in. There were so many things to deal with immediately, and Liu Xun alone was too busy. He had to work with Liu Xun overnight to make a plan for Guanzhong's recovery.
"Does this count as my formal surrender to the Sichuan Army?"
Fourteen-year-old Zhou Buyi smiled. Five years ago, he didn't believe that Liu Zhang could persist for two years, but he didn't expect that five years later, he would still be together with him, still in this way.
But is it really good for him to join the Sichuan Army? Zhou Bu doubted himself.
Zhou Buyi has always been a self-aware person. He knows his own character, has no sense of inferiority, and speaks out what he has to say without any scruples.
And the most important thing is that it's okay if you don't join the Sichuan Army. Once you join the Sichuan Army, as long as you think it's right, you will definitely stick to it, just like Liu Xun's character education.
It's impossible to last long with a personality like my own.
Even without the prediction of his early death, Zhou Buyi could still feel that his fate would not be good if he surrendered to the Sichuan Army.
When Liu Zhang appointed Zhou Buyi to be Liu Xun's accompaniment, and when Liu Xun was summoned to Chang'an and asked to accompany him, Zhou Buyi thought about refusing, maybe that way he could survive longer.
But looking at Liu Xun beside him, who was wiping away his tears, holding back all his sorrow, and writing the booklet seriously, Zhou Busuo sighed in his heart: "Never mind it, just do the things in front of you first."
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All political affairs were handed over to Liu Xun, and Liu Zhang was finally relaxed. It was unprecedentedly relaxed. Even if he went to the Central Plains tomorrow, he would just follow Huang Yueying's army and watch the flowers. Liu Zhang had no other intentions. He had been thinking about the Central Plains for several years, and now the Sichuan Army
I finally got out of quarantine and took a look for myself so I wouldn’t regret it.
Liu Zhang and Fu Shou walked out of the palace, and the carriage drove on the streets of Chang'an. On both sides of the streets were soldiers and government craftsmen repairing abandoned houses.
The streets were filled with refugees led by soldiers. It seemed that Liu Xun had issued an order. Let the soldiers lead the refugees outside the city into the city and fill up Chang'an City first.
In order not to arouse the attention of the people, Liu Zhang did not bring any personal troops, but only a powerful person. Liu Zhang believed that as long as a powerful person was by his side, even if there were a few masters like Zhao Yun, they might not be able to kill him.
Liu Zhang Fushou got out of the carriage and climbed up the Chang'an city wall to overlook the city of Chang'an.
Fu Shou had lived in Chang'an for five or six years, but this was the first time he walked out of the Chang'an palace so easily and carefully looked at the surrounding scenery, but everything he saw was shocking.
The people were barely clothed, the city walls were in ruins, and the houses with leaky roofs were covered with spider webs.
It is really in ruins. Apart from the size of the city, the height of the city wall far exceeds that of other cities. The prosperity level is not even as good as that of Jiangzhou.
The imperial capital of the Han Dynasty for two hundred years had become like this. As the empress of the Han Dynasty, Fu Shou couldn't help but feel a little sad.
"War is a game for careerists. Careers often stand up when social conflicts are most intensified to attract forces that are beneficial to them, either to maintain orthodoxy or to resolve conflicts, but in the end it is the people who suffer."
Liu Zhang spoke slowly, and Fu Shou looked at him: "Is the Marquis of Shu also a careerist?"
Liu Zhang was silent for a while, a smile appeared on his face, and he breathed out lightly: "Forget it."
Fu Shou looked at Liu Zhang. Liu Zhang's smile was filled with disappointment, self-deprecation, and something he couldn't figure out. Fu Shou suddenly asked: "Have you ever thought about becoming an emperor?"
After Fu Shou asked, he looked at Liu Zhang nervously. He didn't seem to regret asking this question, but he was nervous about Liu Zhang's answer. He speculated on various answers and considered which answer and which tone would be true.
But Liu Zhang remained silent and looked at Chang'an City in front of him: "Empress, you are good at painting. Liu Zhang wants to ask you something."
Fu Shou was a little surprised. Although Liu Zhang was only a courtier and he was the queen, Liu Zhang had never said the word "please" to him. Liu Zhang's attitude towards Fu Shou had never been particularly respectful.
But this attitude was different from Cao Cao's. Cao Cao was overbearing and domineering, but Liu Zhang's place was like a stream flowing by him. Although the stream flowed the same whether he was here or not, he could still feel the coolness of the stream.
Fu Shou did not enjoy the treatment of a queen in the Sichuan army, but he felt very comfortable. Fu Shou didn't know why he felt this way. Maybe it was because of Liu Zhang, because he was standing next to Liu Zhang, no matter if Liu Zhang was walking in front of him,
Still standing by himself and Liu Zhang sitting, it was all so natural.
This was the first time that Liu Zhang used the word "beg", and Fu Shou also wondered if there was anything in him that Liu Zhang could ask for.
Liu Zhang looked at the dilapidated scene in front of him and said to Fu Shou: "I'm afraid the city of Chang'an has never been so dilapidated. I believe that under the governance of our Sichuan Army, prosperity can be restored here.
However, Chang'an at this time is a scar that cannot be erased in the history of Chang'an. The current scene can make people understand the horror of war.
Isn't this a microcosm of the entire Han Dynasty? Except for Chang'an, there were too many cities in the world that were reduced to ruins due to war.
If prosperity returns here, all this will be submerged in history. When peace and prosperity come, people will forget all this forever, numb and glitzy, until the next war comes.
So I think the Queen can draw all of this, all the ruins, all the misery, the ruins, the collapsed roofs, the tattered people, all of them. If the world returns to peace, when people see this picture of broken mountains and rivers,
The trauma of today will never be forgotten."
"A picture of broken mountains and rivers?" Fu Shou was slightly startled and nodded slightly.
Liu Zhang and Fu Shou got on the carriage and had already fetched pens, ink and brushes. When they saw a suitable theme of broken mountains and rivers, they drew it.
In fact, the whole of Chang'an now fits this theme.
On an arch bridge that spans an inland river, half of the one-meter masonry guardrail has been destroyed. If the carriage goes downhill too fast, it can fall into the river. Some Sichuan soldiers are clearing the people, and some hired craftsmen are using wooden boards to build temporary guardrails.
Fu Shou set up an easel twenty meters away and carefully copied the scene. Both Liu Zhang and Fu Shou were wearing plain clothes, and the refugees were pretentious and did not recognize them.
It started to rain heavily in the sky.
It's already February, but the weather in Chang'an is still extremely cold. The light rain is mixed with snowflakes, and the cold wind blows silently, like an electric fan blowing in the middle of winter. Every drop of rain that hits the body is icy cold.
"Go back, it's raining," Liu Zhang said.
Once Fu Shou devoted himself to painting, he would forget many things. He sketched on the white paper. It was not until he finished painting a part that he looked at the arch bridge and said softly: "It's raining. These people are still walking in the rain. It's such a cold day."
, Sichuan Army soldiers and craftsmen are still building bridges to guide the people. This is the real broken mountains and rivers. They are all in the rain, so can I."
After Fu Shou finished speaking, he continued to paint, adding rain and fog in the distance of the painting, and suddenly he was stunned for a moment. He was so absorbed in it that he forgot that the person behind him was Shu Hou, who was also seriously ill.
"Marquis of Shu, Fu Shou is painting here first. Marquis of Shu, please go back first." After Fu Shou finished speaking, he continued to paint.
The light rain wet the drawing paper. Although this was just a draft of "Shattered Mountains and Rivers", Fu Shou didn't want to lose its cleanliness. Fu Shou didn't want to interrupt the painting. He was hesitating whether to get an umbrella when suddenly it seemed that the rain had stopped.