Three Kingdoms: Cao Cao and Liu Bei help me to ascend the throne

Chapter 23 Elegant gentleman, gentle as jade!
The autumn cicada wailed, a leaf fell to the ground and the ground was bleak.

Beside the official road from Luoyang City to Bashu, at [-] noon, a cavalry team was packing their bags. They seemed to plan to rest for a day at a nearby farm.

Countless men around came back from the back mountain, and the bamboo baskets on their backs were empty, as if they had just experienced some kind of ceremony.

Liu Yu also got out of the carriage and washed her face by the lake.

Beside him, Zhang Yunlan, the saint of the Heavenly Master Dao, was listening to some "ghost soldiers" report their inquiries.

She waved her hand, several ghost soldiers retreated, and Zhang Yunlan walked to Liu Yu's side.

"Today is the day of the society. The official road is blocked by the villagers offering sacrifices. It will delay half a day's journey. We will start tomorrow."

Oh…

Hearing this, Liu Yu nodded.

No wonder, the farmers are in groups of three or four. It turns out that today is She Day.

The so-called Sheri is the day to worship the god of the earth. In the Han Dynasty, this time was February and August respectively.

Sheri in February is the beginning of spring plowing, praying for a smooth harvest in summer;
And this time in August, the autumn planting is about to start, praying to the earth god to bless the crops with high yield.

Farmers in ancient times attached great importance to the She Day. Seven days before the She Day, they would start fasting, and wait until the She Day to offer sacrifices to the gods with millet and tribute meat.

Liu Yu turned around and looked around the cottage...

Except for these men who participated in the sacrificial activities on the social day and are returning in twos and threes.

In the village, countless women are dyeing silk. As for the materials used for dyeing, most of them come from plants, such as yellow, which comes from rehmannia glutinosa!

With Liu Yu's understanding of folk life habits in this era.

In the ancient farming relationship between men farming and women weaving, women can weave two feet and five inches a day, about 25 pieces a year, and the annual income of the juanbo alone is more than [-] yuan, even if it is cloth. , It will also exceed five thousand dollars.

This amount of money plus the man's farming income is theoretically just enough to cover the expenses of a family of four!

"What a peaceful and peaceful scene..."

Liu Yu sighed with emotion.

However, he was overly emotional, and his eyes drooped down, because he knew that it would not be long... Chaos is coming, and this peace in the countryside will also disappear.

The reason is that at the end of this year, the emperor will open the West Mansion to sell officials and nobles!
——Marquis of Guannei 5 million yuan, the position of Jiuqing 20 million yuan!
——Local officials are more expensive than Beijing officials...

In order to get back their capital, a large number of people who buy officials will naturally start to exploit the people as soon as they arrive at the place. Similar to the quiet and peaceful farmers in the cottage in front of us, they will also be squeezed out of breath by all kinds of taxation. .

——The cold can’t wear clothes, the hungry can’t eat, the people have Sierra, but Mo Zhixie!

This is the truest portrayal of the beginning of the coming troubled times.

But... the Son of Heaven can do it?
Can the emperor not sell his official position?
The answer, obviously, is no!
The court operation requires money;

Frontier defense requires money;

Relief victims need money...

Even today, following the example of the emperors of the Han Dynasty, building a few gardens is fun, and money is also required!
To put it bluntly, the current emperor is poor;
To be precise, it wasn't that the emperor was poor, but that in this era when the land was seriously annexed by powerful clans, the entire imperial court was poor!
But where is there any other choice?

But who can still make money?

Who will sell an official?
"Ugh…"

Thinking of this, Liu Yu sighed, as the altar master of the Tianshi Dao sub-altar, he could do too little.

But it seems that he can only wait!
Waiting for the man who can end the troubled times to grow up!

at this time…

"Get it..."

Along with the neighing of war horses, the rapid sound of horseshoes resounded.

About a hundred knights rode their horses and galloped westward. Facing the crowds of common people on the official road, they waved their whips mercilessly. They found a way in a daze, and the group rode away...

after a long time...

The uproar gradually dissipated, and the mountain road returned to calm, leaving only the whispers of countless farmers.

"It's the Xiyuan School Captain!"

From their attire, Liu Yu could tell their identities.

Zhang Yulan understood, "I'll send ghost soldiers to investigate..."

After saying a word, Zhang Yulan turned around and left...

Liu Yu's eyes narrowed gradually, and for a moment, he had an ominous premonition.

He murmured in his heart: "Weijun of Xiyuan School, to the west... Could it be Fufeng Maoling? Is it the Song family?"

Reminiscent of Empress Song's father being from a well-known family in Fufeng, Liu Yu sneered, subconsciously, he was worried about Cao Cao and the Cao family... I don't know if the Cao family can completely clear up their involvement with Empress Song's case.

Thinking of this...

Liu Yu raised her eyes to look at the back of her senior sister Zhang Yulan, her heart was full of mixed feelings!
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...

Eighteen miles to the east of Luoyang City, in Yulin Temple, in a thatched cottage near the Luohe River, there was a slight human voice.

Cao Cao's eyes were dark, and he felt pain like a light on his back sweeping his body. Suddenly, someone pulled him indistinctly, and yelled in his ear.

"Mengde, Cao Mengde!"

Cao Cao, who was lying on a pile of hay, coughed and opened his eyes with difficulty. He first smelled a "refreshing" fragrance, and then saw a young man in his early 20s who was as gentle as jade.

He sat up suddenly, clutching his chest again in pain.

After his brain regained consciousness, the other side was ringing, he drank a lot of wine last night...

In desperation, it seemed that only alcohol could allow him to escape for a short time, but while drinking, he lost consciousness, wondering what happened afterwards?
...He, how could he appear in Yulin Temple?

And...the bamboo slips, what about the bamboo slips that Brother Yu left for him?
Cao Cao hurriedly lay down on the ground and looked around...

Unexpectedly, the gentle and jade-like young man in front of him raised his hand and shook the bamboo slip in his hand. "Is Meng De looking for this?"

At this moment…

Only then did Cao Cao come to his senses, "Oh, you are Xun Yu, Xun Wenruo from the Dengwengu Department of the Yamen Office that night?"

"Meng De still remembers me!" Xun Yu smiled lightly... "You were drunk in the wine shop, and I helped you out. Under the drunkenness, you insisted on coming here, and you still held on to this bamboo slip! I'm worried about something. I will send you to this Yulin Temple! Fortunately, the Taoist nun here recognizes you and puts you in this thatched hut!"

Cao Cao got up in vain.

"What time is it now..." Cao Cao asked in surprise.

"You slept all day and all night!"

"Ah..." Cao Cao was taken aback. "I have to go back... My father is still in prison, I have to save him!"

Cao Cao was about to run out the door, but Xun Yu grabbed him, but Cao Cao pulled Xun Yu's arm with great force, and Xun Yu was pulled by this force, and fell to the ground.

Uh…

Cao Cao hurriedly helped him up. "Wen Ruo, I'm sorry..."

Although it was only the second time they met, they both felt like old friends at first sight. Xun Yu called Cao Cao Meng De, and Cao Cao called Xun Yu Wen Ruo.

It seems that between Cao Cao and Xun Yu, because of the special status given to them by the "eunuch", they have a tacit understanding, and they have been friends for a long time!
"Munde..."

Even if he fell down, Xun Yu still firmly grasped Cao Cao's hand. When he stood up, he patted the dust on his body. It seemed that he had a cleanliness habit and hated the dust.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Can Meng De tell me who wrote this bamboo slip?"

This…

Cao Cao paused for a moment, and said truthfully, "It's the master of Yulin Temple, my brother who is married to Jinlan. His surname is Liu, and his single name is a feather! He gave it to me before he left Luoyang!"

"Then...Xun Xun dares to ask again." Xun Yu continued to open his mouth. "In the past, Meng De returned the Song family's gift box and sent a letter of severance to the Song family. This matter may be related to this Liu Yu."

"It was he who taught me to break with the Song family!" Cao Cao blurted out.

call…

Xun Yu breathed out, even though he had guessed this for a long time, but when he really heard it, there was still a bit of surprise in his eyes.

"Wen Ruo, I'm restless right now, so I'm sorry I can't talk to you...I have to save my father! My father can't handle the prison of the Luoyang Order!"

Cao Cao frowned, and had to go.

Xun Yu didn't stop him, but just lifted the bamboo slip.

"Meng De probably didn't understand the deep meaning of this bamboo slip, right? Otherwise, he wouldn't be running around like a headless chicken!"

what…

Cao Cao paused, and immediately turned around, "Wen Ruo, do you understand this bamboo slip?"

Xun Yu was noncommittal, he knelt down on a straw mat, touched the sachet on his waist with one hand, unfolded the bamboo slips with the other, and Lang Lang spoke. "There is indeed a way to save your father hidden in this bamboo slip!"

"Meng De, the top priority is that you need to calm down and figure it out first. Why is it that you, Cao Cao, were the only courtiers implicated in the Empress Song case, and you were not imprisoned as a family member. Your Majesty let you out, what did you want you to do?" what?"

"Only by understanding this point can you understand the deep meaning contained in this bamboo slip!"

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　Allow me to moan a few words.

　　Milk Sugar is an old writer of the Three Kingdoms, but the writing of this "Three Kingdoms" is different from the previous ones. Before writing, I decided to abandon all routines, abandon all pretentiousness, and write the Three Kingdoms world that I wanted to write .

　　Seriously to shape everyone!

　　Of course, there are risks in writing this way... I'm not sure if you guys like to read it.

　　In short, I will continue to write like this...

　　If you don't hate it, just read it every day. The follow-up reading of new books is related to the recommendation position, which is very important!

　　Caramel for the reader sir...

　　90-degree bow, 180-degree handstand bow!Anyway, thank you.

　　


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