The World of Yellow Sky

In the sixth year of the Daming calendar (199), September and autumn.

Above the sky, there are thousands of clouds.

Over Chang'an City, the sky was terrifyingly dark. It was noon now, but the sky was as dark as night.

Clouds covered the sky above Chang'an City, and there was no light in the sky that could leak out.

The frigid and violent cold wind rolled the dust and hit the square market in Chang'an City.

In the sky, thunder roared everywhere, and huge lightning swept the surroundings. Countless thunderbolts streaked across the sky, illuminating the Lifang Market in Chang'an City from time to time, but then disappeared again.

Above the sky, there were thunder and lightning, and the clouds were dense.

In the dark clouds, there seem to be countless ferocious dragon heads, shuttled through it, wagging their heads and tails, and roaring loudly with the thunder.

Pedestrians who were originally walking on the street have all returned to their homes to hide.

The celestial phenomenon is terrifying, and it cannot be shaken by human beings.

Even Chang'an City, which has now accommodated hundreds of thousands of people, is just like a small boat under the storm under the mighty power of this world, and it has a rather shaky feeling.

The thunder was floating, and if thousands of heavenly soldiers were beating drums in it, it was deafening.

The thunder roared, as if thousands of dragons were violently tossing and roaring in anger!

In the next instant, the pouring rain fell from the sky to the ground.

In Yingtian Mansion, all the guards stood under the corridor and the eaves.

The rain continued to increase, like the Milky Way in the sky flooding, pouring down from the sky above the sky, and even forming a heavy rain curtain.

In such a heavy rain, even standing in the rain will make even the battered man fall ill.

The officials and clerks of the various ministries and prefectures in Yingtian Mansion also slowed down, and office work was inevitably affected under such weather.

In many places, the delivery of official documents has been temporarily interrupted, because there are no covered bridges connected to each other. If you want to pass official documents, you can only travel in the rain. In such heavy rain, the official documents will definitely be soaked.

The heavy rain seemed to be endless, pouring down from the sky, quickly pooling into water in low-lying places, eroding every inch of land that could be touched.

There were several more streams in Yingtian Mansion. If the drainage system of Yingtian Mansion had not been improved a few years ago, the water level would have risen to the calf in a long time.

The rain was heavy and it was difficult to walk through, but when everyone was fleeing, a doctor dressed in white and wearing a white scarf walked into Yingtian Mansion from Taiye Pond on the west side of Yingtian Mansion, all the way to Yongning Court.

The raindrops that fell from the sky were almost connected into lines, and the heavy rain poured down from the sky like a collapsed sky.

Inside the Yongning Pavilion, Xu An watched the document in his hand.

All the good news presented by the cabinet was good news, but he always felt a big stone pressed against his chest, which made him extremely uncomfortable.

At the beginning of the year, New Year's Eve just passed.

Zhang Liao led the Anxi Military Region to prepare for the military and went to the Western Regions.

Zhang Yan led the Nanyang Military Region's military preparations and went to Nanyang.

Three ocean-going fleets left the port.

The two fleets set off from Yangzhou. They took the compass and went all the way to the east, crossing the ocean to find the continent depicted on the map.

The other fleet was heading south to find the huge island in the south.

The Nanyang Fleet set sail from Panyu, Jiaozhou, from Yizhou (now Taiwan) on the left side of Yangzhou, all the way to the Southeast Islands.

They were ordered to erect the banner of the Ming Dynasty on the entire southeastern archipelago.

There can only be one flag in the entire Southeast Archipelago, and there can only be one color in the entire Southeast Archipelago.

The prosperity of trade, the influx of countless silver and gold.

Those who pioneered outside the land made a lot of money and attracted the envy of countless people.

As the news came one after another, the Ming Kingdom's domestic unstoppable set off a wave of pioneering fever.

Under extremely favorable conditions, a large number of people signed up to go to the Northland, Liaodong, Western Regions, and Southern Xinjiang for pioneering construction, and joined the military region as pioneers.

The recruitment orders of the two military regions of Anxi and Nanyang have attracted countless responses.

There is no doubt that now is an era full of opportunities, a golden era that can be met but not sought.

Daming is on the right track.

The inventions of the research workshop are gradually maturing.

The use of hydraulic power has been further developed, and the hydraulic forging hammer that can be used in the production of weapons has begun to take shape.

It won't be long until the utilization of water power is improved, and the craftsmen of the workshop will be able to mass-produce armor and weapons at a lower cost.

The research and development of gunpowder has also been improving day by day, and various technologies are constantly innovating.

Everything is going good.

It's just that, for some reason, his heart couldn't calm down.

Among the sound of wind and rain, another sound was mixed.

The footsteps were messy.

Xu An raised his head and saw Fan A who stumbled into the cabinet at a glance.

The white clothes on Fan A's body were penetrated by the rain, and the hair under the white towel was covered with rain.

A thunderbolt pierced through the sky, lighting up the Yongning Pavilion in an instant.

Xu An's hand holding the pen froze in mid-air, and just now Fan A told him a piece of news, a piece of news from Taiye Pool.

Xu An turned to Jia Xu who was sitting beside him and said with a smile.

"I just met Mr. Yan yesterday. Mr. Yan's spirit is still good, but he actually said that Mr. Yan was in critical condition, which is really funny..."

But Jia Xu noticed that Xu An's voice was trembling, and the charcoal pen in his hand had already fallen on the desk at this time.

Xu An's heart was far less calm than he showed.

Fan A took off the white scarf above his head and knelt on the ground weakly, he didn't dare to look into Xu An's eyes.

powerless...

No matter how skilled doctors are, they cannot stop the natural aging of the human body.

Although the tortoise has a longevity, there is still time.

When the snake rides in the fog, it turns into dust.

"Bang!!"

The desk fell to the ground, and all the documents, pen and ink that had been placed on it were scattered on the ground.

"What are you kidding!"

Xu An's eyes were red, and the fierce light in his eyes was full of fierceness, and the voice seemed to be coming from the Jiuyou, which made people feel icy and bone-eroding.

It was the first time Jia Xu saw Xu An so angry, and it was the first time he saw Xu An so tyrannical.

"If Duke Yan has something to do, you all..."

Xu An didn't finish the follow-up words, he realized that he was a little out of control.

At the last moment, the crimson color in his eyes faded away, and his eyes became clear and clear again.

"Prepare the horse!"

Xu An regained his composure and lowered his voice, his expression gloomy and terrifying.

All the officials in Yongning Pavilion bowed their heads one after another, and they all dared not look at Xu An.

The killing intent on Xu An just now almost condensed into substance.

Jia Xu didn't hesitate at all, he followed Xu An and walked out of the pavilion.

The horses outside Yongning Pavilion were on standby for almost twelve hours. After Xu An and Jia Xu walked out of Yongning Pavilion, Teng Xiangwei was already ready for their horses.

Xu An didn't exchange a word with anyone, only stepped onto the war horse, and rode the war horse to the direction of Taiye Pond, Jia Xu and the other knights of Tengxiangwei were all left behind.
From Yingtianfu to Taiyechi, Xu An rode his horse all the way, without stopping for a moment.

Outside Taiye Pond and Yangxin Pavilion.

A group of doctors dressed in white stood under the eaves, and everyone's expressions were extremely solemn.

Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing were also among them, but they too were powerless.

Yan Zhong was terminally ill, became ill from overwork, and was exhausted by boat and car.

And this breath, as it arrived in Chang'an, finally dissipated.

After arriving in Chang'an, Yan Zhong's situation took a turn for the worse. He looked good, but his vitality was like a candle in the wind.

The sound of hooves from far to near, Zhang Zhongjing and Hua Tuo raised their heads at the same time.

"Daojun..."

Xu An was standing in the rain with the whip in his hand.

The icy rain pillars flew all over the sky, like thousands of silver needles flying down.

But Xu An turned a blind eye to all this, and his mind was all on Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing.

The expressions of Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing were enough to explain everything. Xu An walked slowly to the Yangxin Pavilion without asking any more questions.

Taking a deep breath, Xu An pushed open the outer door of Yangxin Pavilion with both hands.

The front hall of Yangxin Pavilion was extremely empty, and Xu An stepped into it.

In the empty and dark hall, Xu An's dull footsteps echoed in the hall.

The sky was getting darker and darker, and the sound of wind and rain outside the pavilion was endless.

In the past, there were bright lights in Yangxin Pavilion, but today's lights are a little dark, and it seems to have been a sign of ominous...

Xu An's heart sank slowly, he only felt that his legs were as heavy as lead, and the short journey was like a moat.

But Xu An didn't dare to stop or slow down.

The door of the house was opened in front of Xu An, and Xu An saw Yan Zhong who was sitting on the bed, his eyes slightly closed, and his face was pale.

Xu An stood at the door and stopped, as if this would stop time.

But the sound of his footsteps caused Yan Zhong's reaction, Yan Zhong tilted his head slightly and opened his eyes.

"The rotten body is no longer usable... delaying state affairs, please don't blame Ming Gong..."

Yan Zhong's eyes were cloudy and no longer as bright as before, and his eyes rolled for a while before they stopped on Xu An's body.

"Yan Gong..."

Xu An stepped forward, approached Yan Zhong, and sat down slowly.

Thousands of words were gathered in Xu An's head, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

"In a blink of an eye, it has been fifteen years since Taihang Mountain..."

There was a flash of light in Yan Zhong's turbid eyes, and there was no trace of sadness on his face, even a little smile.

"I am very fortunate, fortunate that I chose to stay in the Taihang Mountains."

"Otherwise, I'm afraid I won't be able to live to see this peaceful and prosperous world and witness the arrival of a new era."

Xu An tried hard to squeeze out a smile, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't change the expression on his face.

"If it wasn't for Duke Yan's help, the world would still be in chaos..."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Zhong had already interrupted his words.

"If you don't have me, you will definitely be able to unify the world and take charge of this country..."

Yan Zhong shook his head and denied it.

"I know that well, and you don't have to deny it."

Yan Zhong held Xu An's hand, and then placed it on Xu An's heart, extremely solemn.

"What I've been thinking about, it's just a matter of one family."

"And what you hold in your heart is the people of this Shenzhou and the people of this world."

The sound of wind and rain outside the pavilion became more and more urgent, the wind howled and the rain howling, as if thousands of troops were galloping.

"People live for a hundred years and die."

"Being the honor of the prime minister, the honor of the first and the auxiliary, and leaving a name in the history, although there is no regret in death, Duke Ming should not be sad."

Xu An's eyes were slightly red, she tried her best to suppress the emotions in her heart, and nodded with difficulty.

"it is good."

Yan Zhong had a smile on his face, but the smile disappeared from his face immediately.

"The only pity is that after all, I couldn't see the world of Huangtian that Duke Ming said."

Xu An forced a smile and asked with a forced smile.

"If you had a choice in life, would you choose to live in this era, or in an era when the era of the Yellow Sky has been realized?"

"The age of the yellow sky will come, and it will last forever, and the old age will come to an end."

"Following Duke Ming to witness the end of this stale era is the honor of my life."

Yan Zhong clenched Xu An's hands and smiled weakly.

"For funerals, remember to keep everything simple and don't waste money on it."

"The Banyun Valley in the Taihang Mountains is full of water and grass, the scenery is beautiful, and the maple forests are all over the mountains. I still remember the courtyard where Duke Ming lived. Looking down, you can see the red forests all over the mountains."

The lightning and thunder outside the pavilion became more and more high, but Yan Zhong's voice became weaker and weaker. He slowly closed his eyes, as if recalling the original scene.

"When I was in Liangzhou, I had never seen such a scenery..."

The whole world slowly became clean, and the sound of wind and thunder that had been deafening before had disappeared for some reason.

Yan Zhong leaned on the bed and closed his eyes as if he was asleep.

Xu An lowered his head, but held Yan Zhong's hand tightly.

A cold wind blew into the pavilion from nowhere, the candle flickered, and everything fell into darkness.

The geese from the north fly to the south, and the maple forests are like xia.

In the courtyard of Banyun River Valley, the maple tree is like a huge umbrella.

"My surname is Yan, my name is Zhong, and I'm from Guzang, Wuwei County."

Beneath the maple tree, Yan Zhong put away the silk fan in his hand and bowed in a neither humble nor arrogant manner.

"The emperor of the Han Dynasty is sluggish, the ten permanent servants are a disaster for the palace, the people in the four quarters are suffering from natural disasters, the barbarians are staring at the tigers, and the Han Dynasty is exhausted. Although there are loyal ministers and good generals, it is difficult to save the building."

His eyes are bright, his back is straight, he is high-spirited, and he smiles lightly.

"A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, a good bird chooses a wood to live in, and a worthy minister chooses a master to do things. I think General Xu should be the bright master..."

……

The thunder and lightning disappeared, and the wind and rain faded away.

A ray of sunlight fell through the clouds, and the cracks gradually became larger and slender.

Immediately after that, more gaps were revealed, and countless golden lights fell from the sky.

The sun shines on the streets and alleys of Chang'an City, the light finally returns to the earth, and the world becomes brighter again.

The light rain was still falling, and the city of Chang'an began to gradually regain its popularity.

But more people are still staying under the house, waiting for the wind and rain to stop completely.

In Chang'an City, in a teahouse, people are sitting or standing. Among them are pedestrians sheltering from the rain, and some tea drinkers.

However, although the identities are different and the number of people is large, it does not appear to be a bit messy.

"Snapped--"

The ruler landed on the square table, and there was a sound of clap on the table.

The storyteller standing behind the square table.

Everyone's attention was drawn to him.

The storyteller's expression was slightly solemn, and he slowly said:

"One after another, the two Hans are at odds with each other, and once Yunkai returns to see the sky."

"A hundred years of grass and trees are new, rain and dew are new, and books are thousands of miles old."

"Chen Luoqi, an ordinary alley, plays the orchestra in several buildings."

"The world is peaceful and trouble-free, and Yanghua sleeps endlessly."

(End of the book.)