Han family achievements

Chapter 281 A Bowl of Soup
Three days later in the early morning, as soon as Liu Bian's carriage returned to Luoyang City, he received extremely bad news.

"Your Majesty, Da Sima is dying." Xu Yan was in a hurry and spoke even more urgently.

Liu Bian's face darkened, he got out of the carriage, got on his horse, and said, "Go to Huangfu's Mansion."

Dian Wei and others quickly followed up, traveling at a fast pace without stopping at all.

Liu Bian beat the horse with all his strength, the cold wind hit his face, and his eyes were dry and filled with tears.

He was still running around, and his heart was extremely heavy.

Huangfu Song was not only an important support for his succession to the throne, but also the Optimus Prime of the Han Dynasty. Once he died of illness, it would have a major impact on the situation of the Han Dynasty.

Arriving at Huangfu Mansion, Liu Bian came to the backyard unimpeded.

One of Huangfu Song's concubines stood up crying and gave way to Liu Bian.

Liu Bian sat beside the bed with a worried look on his face.

Huangfu Song's face was haggard, without a trace of blood, and he struggled for a long time with his eyes open before he slowly opened his eyes.

He struggled subconsciously to stand up and greet him.

Liu Bian pressed him and said, "The Qing family is exempt from courtesy. How do you feel?"

Huangfusong looked towards the bedside with his peripheral vision and said in a quick breath: "You all should go out."

Huangfu Song's concubines and servants hesitated and retreated.

Liu Bian knew that Huangfu Song was about to settle his funeral affairs. He sighed in his heart and said to Pan Yin and others, "Everyone except Dian Wei, please go out."

Pan Yin and others responded and quietly retreated. Huangfusong, Liu Bian and Dian Wei were the only ones left in Huangfusong's ward.

"What do the Qing family want to say?" Liu Bian asked softly, holding Huangfu Song's hand.Immediately he looked down and saw that Huangfu Song's hands were skin and bones, as dry as a tree branch.

Huangfu Song's eyes were sunken and dull. He looked at Liu Bian and took a hard breath and said, "Your Majesty, I'm not worried about the Chancellery, I'm worried about the Grand Sima's Mansion."

Liu Bian frowned slightly and said, "The Qing family means the Liu Qing family?"

Huangfu Song said: "It's not just him, some people are too warlike. Your Majesty, you should make plans early."

Liu Bian looked at Huangfu Song, and the appearance of Lu Zhi before his death appeared in his eyes. He was silent for a while and said, "What do the Qing family think I should do?"

Huangfu Song seemed to want to hold Liu Bian's hand hard, but he had no strength. His expression turned serious and said: "Your Majesty, the power of the Grand Sima Mansion is too great and should be limited. Cao Cao should be placed in the Grand Sima Mansion. ."

Liu Bian understood somewhat.

Both Liu Yu and Cao Cao belong to the "militant faction", which is in great conflict with the "stability" that the current court strives for.

Huangfu Song's intention was to control the Grand Sima Mansion and Liu Yu and other militant factions to avoid causing catastrophe.

Liu Bian thought over and over again and said: "Okay, I will hand over the command of the army to the military commander, and the Grand Sima Mansion will be responsible for wartime deployment."

Huangfu Song instantly realized that this was to deprive Liu Yu of his leadership over the Forbidden Army camp and the leading generals in various places, as well as the state pastors, prefects, and county magistrates.

Huangfu Song seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his cloudy eyes became more and more silent, and his voice lowered a few degrees, and said: "Your Majesty, Yang Xiangyi will return home safely. Your Majesty must treat the 'Yingchuan Party' with both kindness and power, and there should be no more generals." Already..."

'General', who commands military and political power, has far more power than the prime minister!
Liu Bian nodded and said: "I know that decentralization is my established will and will not change."

Huangfusong's lips wriggled, as if he wanted to say something more, but his eyes kept fighting and he slowly closed his eyes.

Liu Bian knew that this was not death, but that he could not hold on and fell into a coma.

He looked at Huangfu Song's messy hair and withered face, with a complicated expression and a heavy heart.

Lu Zhi is gone, Huangfu Song is dying, and Zhu Jun is also seriously ill.

These 'Three Heroes' are coming to an end.

The passing away of the 'Three Heroes' will mean the end of an era.

The rise of 'newcomers' like Xun Yu also means the beginning of a new era.

After a long while, Liu Bian saw that Huangfu Song's breathing was stable and he left the ward silently.

Standing at the door, Liu Bian felt heavy, holding his hands behind his back and looking at the sky quietly.

Huangfu Song's illness did not last for only one day or two. Liu Bian had already made arrangements for his illness.

But seeing the veteran ministers who had been here all the way leave one by one, he still felt bad.

"How can the long sky be inferior to a loyal and virtuous man?"

Liu Bian couldn't help but sigh.

Pan Yin, Dian Wei and others could see that Liu Bian was in a bad mood, and no one dared to speak.

After another long time, Liu Bian came to his senses and said to Pan Yin: "Huangfu Jianshou was promoted to Minister of War."

"Yes." Pan Yin responded in a low voice.

Liu Bian didn't say anything more and walked away from Huangfu Song's residence.

He clearly felt that Huangfu Song was here in the past two days.

Returning to the palace, Liu Bian went straight to the back hall of Chongde Hall and sat on a chair with a silent expression.

Huangfu Song's impending death shocked Liu Bian far more than Lu Zhi.

Call ~
I don't know how long it took, but Liu Bian let out a breath and subconsciously stretched out his hand to spread out the memorial on the table.

The first one is the memorial written by Prime Minister Yang Biao requesting him to become an official.

The content is the same, full of empty words, and the content is just one: resign and return home.

Liu Bian looked at this memorial and pondered in his heart.

Although Liu Bian hated Yang Biao, he had no murderous intention.

In recent years, Yang Biao still has many contributions to the reason why the imperial court has been able to be brittle and not broken.

Liu Bian slowly looked away from the memorial, looked at Pan Yin not far away, and said, "I heard that the Prime Minister's residence has been packed and ready to leave Beijing at any time?"

Pan Yin stepped forward cautiously, lowered his head and said, "Yes."

Liu Bian frowned and his eyes gradually became firm.

"Your Majesty, the Great Hall is here." Suddenly, a little yellow doorman said outside the door.

Liu Bian groaned, came to his senses, and shouted toward the door: "Let him in."

Immediately, Liu Shao, wrapped tightly like a rice dumpling, came in. He had a white face and bright eyes. He came closer with a bowl of hot soup and said: "Father, drink."

Liu Bian looked at him, and his depressed mood suddenly improved a lot. He reached out to take it and said with a smile: "Well, have you eaten it?"

The little guy nodded, his big eyes staring at Liu Bian.

Liu Bian took a bite and said with some confusion: "What's wrong?"

The corner of the little guy's mouth moved, as if he was more confused, and said: "Grandma and sister will laugh after eating soup."

The grandmother he mentioned was Queen Mother He, and his sister was Liu Jing.

Liu Bian's heart was slightly shaken, and he smiled more, saying, "Father, isn't he smiling?"

The little guy seemed to be looking at Liu Bian's face more seriously and shook his head slightly.

Liu Bian sighed silently, held the little guy on his lap, and said, "An elder is about to pass away, and my father can't bear to leave him."

The little guy blinked and suddenly wanted to jump down.

Liu Bian was afraid that he would fall, so he hugged him hard and said, "What's wrong?"

The little guy said in a crisp voice: "My son, please make another bowl of soup, and you will laugh after eating the soup."

Liu Bian was stunned for a moment, holding the soup in his hand, and said, "Did you make this?"

The little guy nodded, his immature face a little anxious.Most of Liu Bian's depressed mood dissipated. He reached out and rubbed his little head and said, "He is asleep. Let's not disturb him for now."

Liu Shao raised his little face and said, "What about tomorrow?"

Liu Bian thought that Huangfu Song might not be able to survive the night. He felt depressed and smiled more on his face. He said, "Wait until Father asks clearly, then you can do it for him. By the way, how is my brother?"

"It's okay, I already went to private school yesterday." The little guy said with a calm face.

Liu Bian hummed, and then he had time to take another bite of the soup made by the little guy. Before, he was distracted and didn't taste anything strange. But now he realized that this soup - it tasted very bad and made his throat itchy.

However, Liu Bian still drank as usual, and then said to Liu Shao with a smile: "Not bad, it tastes good."

The little guy's eyebrows immediately brightened a lot, and he said: "Father, I will make it for you to drink every day."

"Okay." Liu Bian smiled calmly.

The little guy was so happy that he jumped down from Liu Bian's lap and said, "My son, go make a bowl for my sister."

Liu Bian pulled him over and said, "Do it for your father first, and then do it for your sister later, okay?"

The little guy was a little confused, but he still said: "I understand."

Liu Bian smiled and let him go, saying: "Go and play, I'll give you a day off."

"Thank you, Father." The little guy's voice was a little louder, and then he couldn't wait to back away and trot out the door.

Liu Bian looked at his back and couldn't help but laugh and said, "He is a child after all."

Liu Bian saw the memorial on the table again, suddenly his heart moved, and he shouted towards Liu Shao's back: "Shao'er, make another bowl of soup."

Liu Shao was about to cross the threshold. Hearing this, he came back and said expectantly: "Father, do you still have something to drink?"

Liu Bian smiled and said: "It's not my father. It's another person. You make a bowl and send it to him. Then if he goes somewhere, you deliver it on my father's behalf."

"Is he the one who is sick?" the little guy asked with his little face raised.

Liu Bian reached out and picked up the pen, wrote the word 'Yun' on Yang Biao's memorial, then folded it up, handed it to Pan Yin, and said to Liu Shao: "No. It's the Prime Minister."

When the little guy heard this, he seemed to be more serious. He raised his hand and said, "My son, do it now."

Liu Bian looked at his back and felt that this little guy was a little excited.

He smiled and settled the matter of Yang Biao.

He is too lazy to engage in those false three-no-three and so on. A smooth transition is his goal.

With the appearance of the little guy Liu Shao, Liu Bian felt much relieved and reached out to pick up the memorial below.

These are divided into categories through the Shangshutai and the Palace Guarding Order, so the contents are similar.

The following memorials are for Yang Biao, and some recommend Xun Yu as prime minister.

Liu Bian read more than a dozen memorials and asked Pan Yin, "Is Xun Yu now popular?"

Pan Yin thought about the rumors outside and could not guess what Liu Bianwen meant, so he carefully said: "Xun Shangshu's official reputation has always been very good."

Liu Bian leaned on the chair, looked towards the direction of the Chancery, pondered for a long time, and said: "According to the decree, Xun You, the official Cao Shangshu, Sima Jun, the Xingcao Shangshu, and Chen Gong, the Yin of Luoyang Prefecture, came to the Shangshu Desk to participate in political affairs."

"Yes." Pan Yin responded, thinking quickly in his mind.

Xun You, Sima Jun, Chen Gong, plus the previous Zhong Yao, plus the new prime minister Xun Yu, there were five people in the Chancellor's desk.

Three of these five people are members of the Yingchuan Party. Although Sima Jun is from Yingchuan, he holds a "centrist" stance and is not considered a Yingchuan Party member.

As for Chen Gong, he is not involved in these things. He is a person 'outside the imperial court'.

Although the Luoyang Prefecture has been upgraded repeatedly, it only took Chen Gong three years to go from Luoyang Order to Chief of Political Affairs. The speed of promotion far exceeded Xun Yu!
Pan Yin quickly changed his mind and suddenly said: "Your Majesty, if Shangshu Xun becomes prime minister, Shangshu Hucao will be vacant."

"The prime minister will take charge of both."

Liu Bian said casually: "By the way, this decree will be delayed for a few days. You first accompany Shaoer to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and then send the Prime Minister out of the city today."

Pan Yin was startled for a moment, and wanted to remind him if he was too hasty, but thinking about how calm he had been recently, he woke up and said, "Yes, I will go now."

Liu Bian waited for the sound of his footsteps to disappear, stroking the jade pendant with his right hand, thinking about the outcome of the court.

Shangshutai: Yang Biao resigned and Xun Yu succeeded.

Da Sima Mansion: Huangfu Song passed away and Liu Yu succeeded to the throne.

Yushitai: After Fu was dismissed, Liu Xie took over.

Tingwei Mansion: Zhong Yao entered the Chancellor's Desk and Wang Lang took over.

The pattern of "two stations and two mansions" has basically been formed.

Liu Bian thought for a while and couldn't help but look past the palace and towards the south.

His eyes burned like fire.

……

Liu Shao was walking on the way out of the palace, holding a tightly wrapped soup bowl in his hand, which contained the soup he had just made.

Pan Yin, Lu Yu and others followed behind him, as well as a group of well-dressed imperial guards.

Cai Wenji stood in front of the Jiade Hall, looking at Liu Shao's back, her plump face looked very strange.

Her son suddenly became obsessed with making soup and refused to let her help.

Now she was holding the soup and leaving the palace, which made her feel full of doubts.

Unfortunately, this son didn't like to talk. Although he explained a few words, Cai Wenji still didn't understand and didn't know who he was doing it for.

Liu Shao left the palace, turned to the east of the city, and went straight to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Since they didn't hide it, many people noticed it and couldn't help but become curious.

Inside and outside the Zhuque Gate, officials, big and small, were constantly coming and going. When they saw Liu Shao, they all greeted him with courtesy.

In any case, Liu Shao is the eldest son of the current emperor, and many officials have taken sides consciously or unconsciously.

"Where are you going, Your Highness?"

"Let's go to Cai Gong's Mansion. I heard that His Highness often goes to Cai Gong's Mansion."

"I also heard that Mr. Cai went to Dongguan to cultivate books. Is this going to be a revival?"

"No, no, you didn't see that Da Changqiu is following him personally. Are you going to meet someone important?"

"Is there anyone worthy of Your Highness meeting in person? I think it is to go to Cai Gong's Mansion."

"Could it be that when I went to Prince Chenliu's Mansion, I saw that His Highness was still holding something in his hand. Is this something to give to Uncle Wang?"

"Okay, don't talk too much, and be careful what you say."

"We didn't say anything. Besides, we are fair and aboveboard. What can't we say? It's not like Wang Yun is plotting to be sneaky..."

"Okay, okay, the more you talk, the more outrageous you are. Are you free?"

Everyone was still talking, and they were all curious about Liu Shao's departure from the palace this time.

Liu Shao sat in a carriage and went straight to the prime minister's house.

The Prime Minister's Mansion had received the news a long time ago. Prime Minister Yang Biao came out at a trot with a big belly. He raised his hand with a smile and said: "The humble minister Yang Biao has met His Highness."

Liu Shao looked at Yang Biao, blinked, held the soup bowl in his hands, and brought it directly to Yang Biao's face.

Yang Biao was stunned for a moment and said: "Your Highness, is this your Majesty's reward?"

Liu Shao didn't seem to know how to explain, and turned back to look at Pan Yin.

Pan Yin quickly stepped forward, bowed and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, this is the soup that His Majesty ordered Your Highness to make with your own hands and bring it to the Prime Minister to taste."

(End of this chapter)