In the imperial prison, Guo Hong met He Jin.
At that time, He Jin was roaring, and he kept scolding all the shogunate officials:
"Are you people useless? So many people can't find Zhong Yao? He ran away at White Horse Temple before and is not in Beijing now. Then let me go to Sidao Station to find him. This person must know something, Otherwise, I wouldn’t be able to run so fast.”
Xu Liang, who was so scolded by He Jin that he couldn't hold his head up, finally carefully replied:
"General, will Liu Bei still pursue you?"
He Jin said without thinking:
"Why don't you chase Liu Bei? I can let him go if he killed Wu Kuang and the others? So you not only have to chase Liu Bei but also find Zhong Yao."
Xu Liang was helpless and wanted more manpower, but after taking a look at He Jin's anxious and angry look, he said:
"Here."
So, he hurriedly retreated.
In the process of He Jinxu's lecture, Guo Hong looked around again and saw many familiar faces who were languishing in the wooden fence. Then he saw someone who made his heart skip a beat, it was Han Fu.
At this time, Guo Hong felt no luck anymore, because Han Fu knew everything about what he had done. He could only murmur and sigh:
"Han Fu, Han Fu, since you were caught, why don't you die? It's really shameful to live in an ignoble way!"
Afterwards, after finishing his lecture, He Jin looked at Guo Hong. His eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake and made Guo Hong collapse.
As an expert on criminal justice, he knew very well the methods used by the swordsmen and pen officials in the prison.
So he gave it all up.
As Yuan Shao's most important internal agent staying in Kyoto, Guo Hong almost controls most of Yuzhou's spy lists in Kyoto. His move indicated that Yuan Shao's intelligence network in Kyoto was completely paralyzed.
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The setting sun was sinking, and under Yique Pass, the gorgeous sunset was like a drop of blood and tears in the sky, charming and sad at the same time.
On the road leading to Yingchuan, the sun sets over the vegetation and the evening breeze is desolate.
Two carriages were hurriedly driving on the road, their wheels squeaking and swaying as they bumped southward.
This is a dirt road, with countless ruts and footprints on the compacted loess, but no one can be seen at this moment.
A rough and arrogant house slave was driving nervously in the car. At this time, a young boy with a green face appeared from the carriage, innocent and cute.
This young man's name is Wang Can, and he is the son of General He Jin and Chang Shi Wang Qian.
His father was a general in Kyoto, and he could be said to be inferior to ten thousand people. Why is his son here?
It turned out that this was all Wang Qian's arrangement. As the leader of the aristocratic family, Wang Qian knew the principle of a full moon and a loss. Although the general completely defeated the little emperor's party at this moment, in fact, at the moment of his success, Wang Qian You know that He Jin's end is not far away.
Because He Jin himself uprooted the foundation of his power.
The little emperor, as the only remaining face and flag of the Han Dynasty in the Kanto area, was now ripped away by He Jin. Although he had no choice but to do so, the result was the result.
When the authority of the Han Dynasty has completely come to an end, who will care about an emperor's relatives?
But Wang Qian, who understood this, still chose to stay with He Jin, because this was his moral pursuit and the way to be a minister lies in loyalty.
But his family, especially his child Wang Can, was not He Jin's minister. He did not need to and should not bear these responsibilities. Therefore, when Wang Qian was in the most chaotic time in Kyoto, he resolutely let his family's servants escort his son. Studying in Jingzhou.
There, it is a paradise where there are not many troubled times, where you can still hear the sound of reading aloud, and where there is still civilized society.
Moreover, thanks to Liu Biao's status as a party boss, elders and elders from all over the country rushed to Jingzhou with books and vessels. Many famous Confucian scholars, such as Song Zhong and Sima Hui, taught in official schools. It can be said that it was these great Confucian scholars who taught day and night that made Jingzhou’s literary flourishing.
There is a saying that Liu Biao is a true hero.
The background of his coming to Jingzhou was the decline of the Han Dynasty and the decline of royal power. At that time, the main force of the imperial court had just been annihilated in Hebei. Heroes from all over the country were rising together, and there were countless people who connected across prefectures and counties.
Jingzhou is no exception. First, Jiangxia soldiers Zhao Ci rebelled and killed Qin Jie, the prefect of Nanyang. Then came the star rebellion in Changsha District, Lingling and Guiyang responded one after another, and the four counties of Jingnan were in chaos. Then there were sect thieves everywhere.
And what about that time? What does Liu Biao have? Some were appointed by a court, and some were colleagues of several generals and shogunates in Kuaiyue.
But relying on these, Liu Biao secured Jingzhou and restored the southeastern pay road for the court. Along the Jianghuai waterway, Xu Yang's taxes were continuously imported to Jingzhou, and then transported to Kyoto along the Han River, allowing the Guandong court to obtain abundant manpower and material resources.
As a result, Liu Biao gained great prestige in the state. Even if Nanyang was captured by Yuan Shu later, this authority would not change.
With this authority, Liu Biao first moved his administration to Xiangyang, thoroughly cooperated with Xiangyang's aristocratic families, and began to develop civil and martial arts.
In terms of culture and governance, the most important thing is the establishment of official schools. This is a completely different academic style from Taixue.
Because becoming an official in the imperial court had lost its appeal, the children of aristocratic families who originally studied for fame and wealth left Kyoto one after another. The safety of Jingzhou and the charm of Liu Biao attracted them to Jingzhou.
In this free and relaxed environment, an academic style that is economical and economical has emerged.
As the boss of the Guandong court, Wang Qian certainly knew what was happening in Jingzhou. Therefore, for the sake of his son's education, family inheritance, and the family's survival in troubled times, he decided to send Wang Can to Jingzhou. Wang Can had been sleeping along the way. When he woke up, the motorcade had already arrived at Yique Pass.
So he stuck his head out curiously and looked at the scenery on the road.
After that, he saw the terrifying scene around him.
He often walked this road with his father in the past. At that time, this was the most important road leading to the south. It was a smooth straight road, lined with green trees, and filled with business travelers and laughter.
But what now? What did Wang Can see?
It is the corpses of people lying on pillows, the bones exposed in the wild, the uninhabited people for thousands of miles, the cruelty of the people, and the tears of farewell to the hometown.
The Wang family member who was driving the carriage was unprepared for a moment, and the young man inside poked his head out to see this scene, and he panicked and tried to cover Wang Can's eyes.
But the precocious Wang Can just said lightly:
"Uncle Wang, even if you cover my eyes, won't the world be like this? I am a direct descendant of the Shanyang Wang family, and I am supposed to be in charge of the world. What if I don't even have the courage to open my eyes to see the world? Jishi?”
Uncle Wang was stunned and could only sigh:
"Young Master, you are right. This is the way the world is today. Your talent is the most outstanding I have ever seen. It would have been like this in the prosperous times. With the reputation of my Wang family and my young master's talent, I will definitely be the best." He is a figure like Sima Xiangru. Even if he was born only twenty years earlier, like when I was young, the young man would have already entered the family. But unfortunately, alas... it is a injustice to the young man that these good days are gone for nothing. ”
Wang Can smiled shyly and didn't take it seriously. He just comforted Uncle Wang and said:
"Prosperous times require literary talents to decorate them, but in troubled times, we also need our generation to record them. If those of us with penknives in our hands don't record this period of history, who will know what these troubled times are like? So there are people who sing in prosperous times. Praise is great, but in troubled times, we also have a responsibility.”
Uncle Wang was sincerely convinced and was even more optimistic about Wang Can's future and the family's future.
Of course, Uncle Wang was not just because of his outstanding husband, but because he knew the relationship between Liu Biao and their Wang family.
Liu Biao and his master Wang Qian were not only fellow countrymen, but they also served as officials in the shogunate in the past.
Previously, when Liu Biao asked for Jingzhou to be released, his master contributed a lot. This is the background, so to speak.
Without this background relationship, his master would not have chosen Jingzhou.
Now since Xiao Langjun wants to record this real troubled time and aspires to become a figure like Sima Gong to serve as a reference for future generations, he must fulfill his wish.
So, he simply did not stop him, but let Wang Can sit by the car and watch the doomsday.
Soon, Wang Can and his entourage were moving towards Yique Pass without stopping.
When they saw the looming Yique Pass among the mountains, Wang Can and others finally arrived at the last pass to Yuzhou before dark.
Here, unlike the deathly silence and apocalypse on the road, the people here are buzzing.
But this boiling cannot attenuate any sense of sorrow, but makes the world under the wall even more terrifying.
It turned out that there was a dense crowd of refugees surrounding Yique Pass.
These people who used to live in Gyeonggi Province were now sitting numbly on the entrance passage like zombies.
These people carry their belongings on their shoulders and their families on their backs. Some people are holding their babies, and some are caring for their mothers, anxiously waiting for the news of their entry into the customs.
But in front of them, deep in the dark crowd, the door was tightly closed, and no one could get out.
In order to prevent the population from being lost to Jingzhou in the south, Sili Xiaowei issued an order not to pass through the customs without a talisman. Therefore, these Guizhou leaders who wanted to take refuge in Jingzhou had to be blocked outside the customs.
When there are more people, naturally there are more things happening, and the sinful law of the jungle is vividly played out in this small camp.
There are cries, sorrows, and sighs everywhere. This is the most miserable place in the world.
But after Uncle Wang drove his car here, he stopped moving forward. He knew the depth of human nature.
Instead, he just asked Bu Qu to hang four eye-catching flags on the car, and then waited silently.
After a while, the closed door on the opposite side opened with a creaking sound, and then a group of armored soldiers rushed out from the gate. They held wooden sticks and knocked on the refugees blocking the road, until a road was opened.
This road was filled with blood, and then extended to the front of Wang Can's family's motorcade.
Afterwards, a young general looked at the convoy, took their talisman from Uncle Wang, and verified that it indeed belonged to the talisman of the general's shogunate.
Then the man prepared to bring Wang Can's two cars into the customs.
Suddenly, the general turned around, looked sharply at a carriage behind Wang Can, and asked:
"Who's in that car?"
As soon as he said this, Uncle Wang held the whip nervously, his fingers turning white.