Although there are two edicts to choose from, but as long as the little emperor but see a little bit of the direction of the general trend, no longer self-deceiving, will be smart to choose the Zen ceded edict, rather than the sin of their own edict.
Sin himself edict, to put it bluntly, is just the emperor face the natural disaster, or the situation out of control triggered by the great negative impact, by making introspection and self-condemnation, know the mistakes of the low posture, re-emphasize and flaunt the son of heaven's orthodox status, strive to win back the hearts of the people, refused to be really weakened in the power of the political show just.
However, Liu Xie would not have half of the real power to speak, shed up is not cut meat pain, only more is the heartache of the ancestral heritage into the hands of traitors.
After this incident, how can he still not recognize clearly, his own life is all pinched in the thief Yan Qing's thought?
And in the ceremony of the heavenly sacrifice, he was in full view of the public, was hit by a lightning bolt that was obviously aimed at him, and the people who have the intention to create a momentum, don't try to eliminate the impact, I'm afraid that has long been recorded in the history books, leaving a thousand years of infamy that can't be turned around.
There is nothing more stifling than when he is counted dead and the foolish people will only clap their hands and run for cover.
Liu Xie struggled painfully for a few days between jade shattering or tiling, and finally gritted his teeth and did back to the handsome man who knew the time and chose the Zen Cession edict.
So in the March of the eleventh year of Chuping, the three counties around Xu Cheng have reported that a phoenix came to the ceremony, a unicorn descended, a yellow dragon appeared, this series of 'auspicious omens', Liu Xie, seriously injured and bedridden, not waiting for the full court of the civil and military petition, ashamed of their own lack of morality and incompetence, the heavenly thunder is even more evidence that the Han Dynasty has come to an end, the next book of abdication, want to act like Yao and Shun, to be ceded to Lu Bu.
Of course, going by the regular routine, Lu Bu still had to have three resignations and three concessions with him before reluctantly accepting it.
Though the people have been aware of it, when Liu Xie actually issued the edict, and Lu Bu formally took over and publicized the news, the whole Xu City, which was the first one to get the news, was completely boiled.
Hundred officials do not dare to think that the heavenly thunder is really the result of the immortal Yan Qing manipulation, only in Liu Xie was struck dying, Lu Bu did not hesitate to hastily complete the ceremony of sacrificing to the heavens on his behalf, and obviously pleased with the heavens, but also regardless of the previous suspicion of Liu Xie's life, know that if you want to support the Han Dynasty, is really half a bit of hope is gone.
Compared with the officials who are worried about their own future and wonder whether Lu Bu will purge them back and forth, the people's thoughts are much simpler, and they are genuinely happy for Lu Bu's coming to the throne, and they are overjoyed.
Seeing that the entire Yuzhou spontaneously fell into an all-night revelry, and this festive atmosphere is still spreading outward, soon affecting the nearest, but also Lu Bu's rule is the most solid Yang and Yanzhou two states, gradually really have the momentum of universal celebration, Yan Qing simply gave up on the superfluous to guide the direction of public opinion, but let them continue to ferment in a good direction.
There is the Han room own death, lost power for many years in the front, but also Yan Qing and other subjects hard work to lay a solid foundation in the back, and Lu Bu's ten thousand points of contention, not only to open up the words of advice, all around the conquest of the undefeated security in the middle, so that the people live in peace and happiness, tasted the benefits of not being disturbed by the war, and spontaneous remembrance of his benevolence, acceptance of the up to be so fast.
In a chaotic world, the one who can is the king, but it is the unchanging truth.
As for the point that he has already become the favorite of all, although Lu Bu heard Yan Qing said, but did not have any real feeling. Until he once came back from the barracks, but was enthusiastic to cover the road of the city people intercepted, surrounded, was delayed for nearly two hours, only to return to the mansion, after palpitations, is downright incredible.
He thought about it, will only attribute this to Yan Qing, Yan Qing said with a smile: "Virtue cloth four sides, the people's hearts return to obedience, clearly is the Lord's struggle for many years should be earned, Qing may not dare to assume the credit to go."
Lu Bu's tone was decisive: "That day in Chang'an Mansion, if Bu hadn't met Chong Guang, and you hadn't been allowed to strategize and assist him, how could Bu have come to be what he is today?"
There is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. In terms of his own strengths, Lu Bu was never modest, and was always convinced that he was quite skilled in marching and fighting, and unstoppable in the might of a single combatant.
But as for where his shortcomings lie, he has seen it more than clearly over the years. How could he not know that Shigemitsu had worked hard for this, and how much effort he had put into it?
Yan Qing shook his head, even if it was just a private whisper between the two men, he refused to accept this great honor: "Initially, Qing did take advantage of the trickery, and then Wenhe, Fengxiao, Yuan Zhi and other people to make plans, martial arts have ZiLong, WenYuan, GongMing, BoFu GongJin they blood bath, how can all the credit be attributed to the Qing one person?"
Lu Bu, however, was particularly stubborn in this matter, and would not budge an inch, Yan Qing explained a few more sentences, and he even got annoyed.
He was only angry that he was clumsy and could not speak to Yan Qing, so he covered his ears and lay down on the couch like a rascal.
Yan Qing was made to cry and laugh by his simple and crude protest.
But it was not too early, and they had already finished bathing and changed into their bedclothes, so Yan Qing smiled good-naturedly, and after extinguishing the lamps, he also quietly wounded the couch.
To build a good Zen platform, and does not take long to complete, plus some necessary ceremonies in preparation, at the latest not more than seven days, Lu Bu will be officially ascended to the throne.
This also means that Lu Bu will be moving into the palace to live.
The supreme power and honor in the world also means great responsibility and constraints, and even though Lu Bu came from a wild background, he could not possibly violate too much.
The most intuitive effect was that if they wanted to share a bed again, it wouldn't be Lu Bu who would go out of his way to sneak out of the palace, but rather he would have to summon Yan Qing in.
And the number of times, but also when the appropriate control, more than one is no longer the master and the minister to put the heart of the good news, but ambiguous treacherous evil news.
As for Lu Bu himself, he obviously didn't even think of this, and only subconsciously thought that he could rely on Yan Qing's residence for the rest of his life.
Yan Qing knows this well, but deliberately do not do remind, save Lu Bu this sometimes capricious up, on a single barbaric unreasonable guy to do something ridiculous.
In the midst of his busy schedule, he was touched by the thought that the countdown to these days of intimacy had officially begun, no matter how calm and self-possessed he was.
Then again, after Zhuge Liang's outstanding and impeccable performance of the righteous son, the ministers of the group on Lu Bu's wife and concubines, gradually laid down the flag, urged not so tight.
At the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, the righteous son was not just a name, but a real right of inheritance.
But after Lu Bu ascended the throne as emperor, the situation would be completely different if the harem remained empty.
Even if Lu Bu insisted, he didn't know how much pressure he would have to endure and for how long.
Thinking about this, Yan Qing sighed softly.
He was still pretending to be dead and immobile, and he didn't care, but just lay down on the bed, silently thinking about his mind, and didn't have any half sleep for a while.
When he came back to his senses and looked at Lu Bu, who had been honestly unlike Lu Bu since the beginning, he was shocked to find that Lu Bu, who was in the middle of the most reassuring environment, had at some point become so tired that he was pretending to be a playwright, and his breathing was long and calm, and he was really asleep.
"Good night, big dummy."
Yan Qing couldn't help but cover him up, and couldn't help but lean over to drop a kiss on that icy cheek, his fingertips gently smoothing that somehow tightly furrowed brow, before lying back down and closing his eyes to sleep.
Lu Bu this sleep, but sleep unsettled, about daydreams, night dreams, can be described as nightmares after nightmares, straight to his sweating, ravings.
He first dreamed that he had returned to Chang'an City in the year of Dong Zhuo's ambush.
He still killed Dong Zhuo with his own hands, but probably because of his greed for momentary power, he chose to stay in the dynasty, and Wang Yun, a civil and a military man, jointly held the power of the dynasty.
By this point, Lu Bu had not yet realized that he was dreaming, and only vaguely felt that something was very wrong.
Dong Zhuo did deserve to die, and he didn't kill him badly. But Wang Yun, that old man clearly only regarded himself as a humble swordsman driven by available benefits, how could he be generous enough to really be willing to share with him?
Lu Bu has not yet had time to figure this out, Wang Yun has been obsessed, despite the persuasion of the people, bent on killing the famous university scholar Cai Yong, and the reason is just the other side for the death of Dong Zhuo tears.
The crowd sighed and sighed, and Lu Bu was dumbfounded, thinking that something bad was going to happen.
Cai Yong is not that whoever's forgetful friend, this whoever's father-in-law to come, how suddenly died here?
Why don't they just let them run amok without any ideas from anyone with a little bit of credibility?
However, Lu Bu, who was suffering from a brain ache, did not wait to make the right response, but Li Jue, Guo Si, Zhang Ji and Fan Chou, who listened to the plan of the strategist Jia Dang, killed a horseback attack.
These four minions, who are not even worthy of his shoes, dare to bully him?
Lu Bu was furious, furious and robbed, but he brought a lot of soldiers and horses, but he was impulsively caught in a ploy, and he was beaten by the rebels who were raging and growing in number, and he was so humiliated that he had to flee in disgrace.
Before he left, he did not forget to see Wang Yun, politely asked if you want to go with him to join Yuan Shu to go - God knows how he would think of going to join the Yuan Shu that stupid, Wang Yun to death, but remembered the bones of the wind to come, refused his good intentions, and went to his death with emotion.
Lu Bu was just asking in a meaningful way, and when he saw that he refused, he was more at ease.
Just as he had just straddled the red rabbit in a daze, looking back three times, always feeling like something was missing from his side, he watched a dumbfounded Fuyi arrive.
"Lord General, may the ladies be--"
Lu Bu swept his eyes over the beacon-happy, soldier-stricken Chang'an City and balked, "No."
This is a hasty escape to go, can not bring a burden, if reluctant to bring, one to delay the best time, the second may be in turn called in the chaos of their lives were killed.
And if they stayed in the city, as long as he was still alive outside for one day, the people who took over this city wouldn't dare to offend him to death, or at least they wouldn't be able to blatantly lay their hands on his family.
Fu Yi Nuo Nuo responded, but not retreat, Lu Bu just to impatiently rebuke, tiger head and brain Wen Yuan then also boldly came over: "That ...... general adults newly received that Sable Cicada wife?"
Lu Bu was completely bewildered, "Mrs. Sable?"
What the hell is Sable Chan? How come she's his wife?
After a moment of wide-eyed staring with the questioning Zhang Liao, he heard a clamor at the back of the line, and he was just about to get mad at the poor military discipline when he saw a hulking sedan chair being coaxed to arrive.
Zhang Liao was as relieved as he could be, "Lady Diaochan has arrived, General Sir can rest assured."
Lu Bu struggled to hold back the continuous foul language in his throat, and he did not know why, but the words that used to come out of his mouth in the past seemed to be restrained by an inexplicable force, and he could not say them.
He wrinkled his brow tightly and couldn't be bothered to count how out of place the sedan chair was, so he urged his horse straight over and lifted the curtain to find out what was going on.
This time on the face of an affectionate bent-water autumn pupils, shy and timid flower face.
Lu Bu's entire body froze, as if he could feel his sweaty hairs standing up one by one, and creeping coolness searched his bones.
That Zhang's indeed seen, but never talk about like the dumping country beauty see his face clouded, ten thousand horrible, so the delicate voice angry, "Lord Fengxian?"
Lu Bu was shaken, suddenly blessed to the heart, suddenly the whole person as the purest, full of energy to burst out loud, when it is straight into the sky, the momentum of the clouds -
"Who wants this shit, where's my old re-light ！！！！"
Author's Note: There's still half a chapter left on the bitter dream (if there's no Yan Qing) ~ those who don't like it can skip the next chapter and not buy it ~