The World of Yellow Sky

Bells, drums, and jade are not expensive, but I hope I won’t wake up after being drunk.

The market was crowded with people, and the streets and alleys were lit like dragons.

Looking up is the vast sea of ​​stars, and looking down is the noisy world.

The bright and clear moon, the fine wine piled up on the table, and all kinds of delicacies placed on the table, everything is available.

Xu An slowly closed his eyes, listening carefully to the hustle and bustle of human voices.

The sound of selling, discussing, laughing, reciting books, and fireworks are all in your ears.

This noisy sound awakened his deepest memory. He had heard such loud noise many days and nights, but at that time he just felt it was noisy.

At that time, day after day, year after year, the ordinary life bored him very much.

After more than ten years, hearing such a sound again, everything has changed.

The price of this most ordinary life is the bloodshed and sacrifice of hundreds of thousands, or even millions of people.

Xu An closed his eyes tightly, he was afraid to open them.

The World of Yellow Heaven...

He didn't have such lofty ideals, he just wanted to live at that time.

Whether he was fighting desperately or receiving the "Taiping Jing", until he entered the Taihang Mountains, he just wanted to survive.

Everything changed just because he understood a little bit.

To survive, the only way to overthrow this corrupt empire is to establish a new country and bring the world back to peace.

Those ordinary people can spend the rest of their lives safely.

Xu An suddenly panicked, he was afraid that everything in front of him was just a dream.

He was afraid that when he opened his eyes, he would return to Guangzong, or Xiaquyang, back to that hopeless chaotic world.

The noisy voices around him quickly dissipated from his ears, Xu An felt a little cold in his heart.

Those noisy human voices seemed to be just hallucinations. Hearing regained his hearing, and the sounds of killing like mountains and tsunami, the sound of weapons piercing into flesh, and the shrill and painful wailing sounded in his ears.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

That is the sound of the drums of the Han army!

Could it be?

all of these……

Just a dream?

He is still in Guangzong...

In front of his eyes, Xu An saw He Yi, who was covered in blood, Zhang Ji, who was sallow and emaciated, and a group of yellow scarves sitting on the ground with their heads downcast, their eyes revealing despair.

The sound of the war drums was deafening, and the drumsticks that landed on the drum seemed to hit his chest directly, making him almost out of breath.

A nameless anger filled Xu An's chest, he stood up, clenched his fists, and roared angrily.

"I can't wait to find a way out..."

"While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone!"

"It is said that God's grace is mighty, but we kneel down and beg for our lives, but there is no way to survive, why!"

"I can't wait to find a way out!"

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand, the age is in Jiazi, the world is prosperous!!!"

Countless people stood up, their bodies were covered in blood, everyone was wounded, and their eyes were full of anger.

"Rescue the great virtuous teacher!!!"

He raised his weapon, turned around resolutely, and faced the heavily armed generals of the Han army on the other side of the street.

The soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army who followed behind him dragged their broken bodies, sacrificing their lives, and went on and on.

……

The world in front of him changed again, Xu An hadn't reacted yet, but he was already in the woods.

It was dark all around, and everyone around was gloomy. Looking around, they could only see despair.

Not far from the woods, there was a little bit of fire, which was the pursuit of the Han army.

"Both inside and outside, the eight states are concurrent, as real as fantasy, confusing, bustling, but a dream Huaxu."

Zhang Liang stuffed the scriptures into his hands, his eyes filled with hope.

"Master..."

Xu An's voice trembled.

His heart was full of sadness and despair.

……

On Lutai Mountain, Li Heng, Wang Ren, and Zhao Le stood in fear in front of him.

There was no anger, no sadness and despair in Xu An's heart, his heart had completely cooled down.

"Follow my will and you will live, and go against my will and you will die. You can choose which way to go."

"The yellow sky will surely illuminate the world, just like the sun hanging above my head now."

……

"Call the wind and rain, call the wind and rain!!!"

"The magic of the fairy family is really the magic of the fairy family!"

Lightning and thunder, torrential rain pouring down, someone shouted excitedly.

The insects and beasts in the mountains were flying in the rain, trying to avoid the heavy rain. Lightning and thunder made the insects and beasts in the Taihang Mountains become manic.

The howling mountain wind blew through the mountains, and the trees swayed in the wind, desperately grabbing the ground and wailing under the rainstorm.

The rain interfered with Xu An's sight, making it impossible for him to see the way ahead.

The result of the divination has come out, and the copper coins scattered from the tortoise shell have fallen into his hands.

The hexagram shows "big ominous"...

Xu An tightly held the copper coin in his hand, and held it in the palm of his hand. He raised his hand high and yelled hysterically.

"Good luck in this battle!!!"

"Good luck!!!"

Under the violent storm, countless generals, holding their weapons high, responded frantically towards him at the top of their lungs.

……

In a dignified formation, thousands of people lined up, the brave must not be the first, and the cowardly must not be the last.

In the battle of Kuicheng, thousands of soldiers fell on the battlefield in just a few hours.

This is a gamble, a gamble with the rise and fall of the Taihang Yellow Turban as a bet, and Xu An's opponent is the prestigious Qiantanghou Zhu Jun.

In the battle of Kuicheng, although they took the first step to eat the cavalry of the Han army, they clearly had the upper hand, but in the subsequent battles, they still gradually fell into a disadvantage.

The Han army under the command of Zhu Jun was as aggressive as fire and as fierce as a tiger.

The wilderness outside Kuicheng was already devastated, covered with broken weapons, torn armor, and the corpses of dead soldiers.

On the originally emerald green grass, blood flowed like a river, and corpses were everywhere.

All the soldiers of the Yellow Turban Army under the stage were wounded, and their armor was stained with blood.

Xu An saw the anger in their eyes, and the fierce fighting intent was circulating in his body. He raised his hand and shouted.

"Although we don't have strong soldiers, we still have people from all over the world! The Han Dynasty will surely be overthrown, and Huang Tian will definitely replace it!"

Shouts like a mountain shout and a tsunami spread throughout the wilderness of Kuicheng.

Its sound can pierce clouds and crack rocks, and its power is like heaven and earth falling apart!
……

"The sky is dead, Huang Tian should stand, obey the sky and follow the righteousness, and enjoy peace!"

The million yellow scarves in the four states rose again, and he led the army east out of Jingxing.

During the battle of Zhangshui, the wilderness on the north bank of Zhangshui was like a huge meat grinder, countless fresh lives were thrown into it and turned into nothing.

Xu An closed his eyes, he couldn't bear to look again.

……

Ran thousands of miles to attack Liangzhou.

Huayin decisive battle, enter Guanzhong.

"Long live Qianqiu, Changle is still young."

"Hold the prince in your hand, and hold the constitution in your mouth."

"The destiny of all ages, the eternal dynasty..."

Xu An sat on the throne where the emperor of Han used to sit. Under the main hall, a group of yellow angels stood upright with knives, and the candlelight flickered. In the dark place that the candlelight could not illuminate, there seemed to be countless demons jumping in the hall. verb: move.

As long as he wants, he can ascend to the throne of God at any time.

only……

Looking up at the tall beams on the top, Xu An closed his eyes again, and let out a soft sigh.

"It's a pity that it's just an illusion after all..."

……

Crossing mountains and ridges to smuggle to Yinping, fighting fiercely in Chengdu, gaining all the [-] counties in the prefecture!
Thirty-two huge Huangtian battle drums on Chang'an City were sounded at the same time.

Standing on the tower of Yingtian Mansion, Xu An couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.

"Long live!!!"

On the square, tens of thousands of people watching the ceremony erupted into shouts like a tsunami, and their shouts even resounded through the entire sky.

Those foreign envoys who came to watch the ceremony were all trembling and panicked.

Show off your power, show off your troops, announce to the world, and show the four barbarians.

"As constant as the moon, as rising as the sun. Like the longevity of Nanshan Mountain, it will neither grow nor collapse. Like the luxuriance of pines and cypresses, everything will be inherited. It is 'Ming'!"

……

They raided Fanyang, captured Huangfu Song alive, killed Sun Jian, and collected all sixteen counties in the three prefectures of Hebei.

Ling Chi Huangfu Song was on the banks of the Lower Quyang River to sacrifice the souls of the past.

Repaying resentment with virtue, why repay virtue?

Repay grievances with straightness, repay virtue with virtue!

The murderer dies, and the wounding and theft are punished.

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye, is what should be in the world, and it is the most simple value concept in this world.

If the death penalty is not imposed, how can we vent the hatred in the hearts of billions of people and comfort the common people in the world? !
……

Burn Yuquan, take Xuzhou to the south, and march into Pengcheng...

The city of Pengcheng was filled with flames, the camps everywhere were all broken, blood flowed into rivers, and corpses piled up into mountains.

"Although I feel unwilling, I know in my heart that I am not as good as you. It is common sense to lose."

"Your shoulders are broader than mine, and you can carry the burden of the world..."

Above the wilderness, Xu An looked at Liu Xie with a calm heart.

……

Xu An's heart condensed slightly, and he felt a sudden warmth in the palm of his hand.

The warmth dispelled the coldness in his body, and the picture in front of him dissipated like a bubble.

The noisy human voice returned to his ears again.

Xu An opened his eyes again, and everything in front of him was still the same.

"Father..."

The warmth coming from his hands was exactly the temperature of Xu Feng's hands.

Xu Feng was holding his right hand with both hands at this time, with a concerned expression on his face.

"Father's hands are so cold..."

Xu Feng lowered his head and breathed hot air into his hand.

"Aniang's hands are also very cold in winter..."

Xu Feng muttered something in a low voice, but Xu An didn't hear the words very clearly.

He turned to look at Xu Yu and Wang Yi.

Those old memories resurfaced in his mind, passing by one by one like a revolving lantern, but it didn't seem like a long time.

The kebabs on the table were still steaming, the sound of the drums in the ears still didn't stop, and those Hu Xuan girls standing on the round platform dancing gracefully didn't stop their dancing.

"what happened?"

Wang Yi noticed Xu An's strangeness, and she asked with some concern.

"fine."

Xu An shook his head, took out a handkerchief, and wiped off the fine sweat that oozed from his forehead.

Everything in front of him is extremely real, it is not an illusion, nor is it a dream, he can clearly perceive everything around him.

The troubled times where people were like ants and lives were like grass and mustards are in the past tense. Now the world is stable and the world is peaceful, which is the time of peace.

"Wow!"

"Where are you looking?!"

"Amazing!"

The voices were boiling again, Xu An turned his head to look, and he saw two men in Nanjiang costumes performing tricks on the other side of the round platform.

The tricks they show are dazzling and dizzying, and there are even dozens of changes in an instant.

Every shift and change can cause bursts of cheers from others.

What made Xu An's gaze stop was the group of young people around him.

Some of those youths were wearing Yesa and iron crowns, which were special attire for military school students. This attire was to tell others that they were military school students.

Some of them were wearing light blue clothes and scarves, but these people were students of the National Academy.

Although the two people have one martial art and one literary work, there is no gap between them. They stand together, shoulder to shoulder, with firm eyes and high spirits.

Such a situation is not against harmony, Xu An could see clearly, their eyes were full of brilliance, and they all shone with light.

"If that day comes, you must remember to tell me what kind of scene the world illuminated by Huang Tian is like..."

On the sick bed, Zhang Jiao was still thinking about the world, and Zhang Liang had actually said this to him.

"Master, you once asked me what the world of Huang Tian was like in my heart. Back then, I couldn't answer you..."

"Now I understand..."

Looking at the scene in front of him, Xu An's worried heart gradually calmed down.

His original heart was actually not as peaceful as it appeared on the surface.

Although the world is settled, he still sometimes involuntarily feels panic in his heart.

He is afraid that the country he has worked so hard to build will eventually embark on the old road of the previous dynasty and fall into the endless cycle of reincarnation.

The country is huge, and it is impossible to cover everything. Even after the incomparable information technology in later generations, many things are not easy to solve and deal with.

Nowadays, limited by technological conditions and technology, many things are even more difficult.

If many policies are implemented, it may be distorted into what they are, and it will be a waste of money and people.

No matter how good the system is, there will be loopholes, and no matter how the law is improved, loopholes can be found.

Thousands of miles of river mention, collapsed in an ant nest.

The collapse of the Han Empire was because the internal problems reached the upper limit and finally all broke out in time.

The establishment of a country requires the struggle of millions, even tens of millions, and hundreds of millions of people, but the collapse of a country is only a blink of an eye.

"The peaks and mountains are like gatherings, the waves are like fury, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road."

"Looking at Xidu, I hesitate."

"Where the sad Qin and Han scriptures traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces have been turned into dirt."

"Prosperity, the people suffer; death, the people suffer."

Xu An looked at the tall and tall Ying Tianfu in the distance, and remembered that poem that was passed down in later generations.

Now the country needs a supervisory organization to manage and rectify. Power must have means of restriction, otherwise power will become an uncontrolled beast.