I am not a deposed emperor of Han Dynasty

Chapter 386 Huo Guang, identify these heads and see if they are your nephew’s cronies? ! (Please subscribe)
In the back house of the General's Mansion, everyone is in danger.

Huo Guang has been imprisoned for fifteen days now.

In these fifteen days, Huo Guang did not take a step out of the back door.

It's not that he doesn't want to go out, it's that he simply can't get out.

One hundred swordsmen and halberd warriors guarded outside the courtyard day and night, patrolling and guarding all the time.

The newly-appointed Jinwu was happy, and to show his loyalty, he sent a hundred patrol soldiers to the outside.

As a result, the general's back house was surrounded as solidly as a steel pipe.

Although everyone is in danger, the amazing thing is that after experiencing so many hardships, Huo Guang did not fall ill like Yang Chang did back then.

After half a month of recuperation and no government affairs to worry him, Huo Guang actually gained a few pounds more than before.

Although Huo Guang has gained weight, the atmosphere in the huge back house is extremely depressing.

Huo Xian was like a crazy woman, patrolling back and forth in the back house with several evil slaves and maids all day long.

Once she discovered the flaws and mistakes of her slaves, she would always punish them severely and with great fanfare.

In the past half month, seven or eight people had been killed in the back house of the General's Mansion.

In a few days, all the wells in the back house of the General's Mansion will probably be filled with corpses.

Huo Xian was so violent and crazy that even Huo Guang had to stay away from him.

Unlike Huo Xian, Huo Guang's mood was quite calm.

Because as a general, he knew the changes and opportunities that Fan Mingyou's [-] troops might bring.

It's only been a few days. If we wait a little longer, the situation in Chang'an City may change immediately.

The centipede insect, dead but not stiff, is talking about people like Huo Guang: as long as there is a glimmer of life, even if it is an imaginary life, he still will not fall.

Huo Guang couldn't leave the back house, so naturally he couldn't go anywhere else. He could only spend some time pacing back and forth in the corridor inside the courtyard wall all day long.

Towards evening, Huo Guang unknowingly walked behind the door leading to the front office - this place had already been tightly sealed with bricks and blocks.

I heard that on the day this gate was sealed, the front office also took off like a dog. Almost all subordinate officials with more than [-] shi were driven out and temporarily imprisoned in their houses.

At this moment, sitting in the main hall, the person holding the post of Grand Sima General should be Zhang Anshi.

Zhang Anshi is now the Great Sima General, and I am afraid he is still serving as the Commander-in-Chief, and his power has already caught up with his own in his heyday.

But, all this is fleeting.

In a few days, when Fan Mingyou and others lead the army into the city, everything will disappear.

In this way, Huo Guang stood behind the tightly sealed "door", imagining the busy scene on the other side of the door, and seemed to hear a series of killing calls coming from outside the city...

Then, many pictures appeared in front of Huo Guang's eyes.

The emperor knelt in front of him and cried bitterly. He sent the emperor back to Changyi State, and a new, younger emperor continued his rule in the side hall...

During these difficult days, these pictures often appeared in Huo Guang's mind, which made him somewhat relieved.

Before Huo Guang realized that these scenes were completely imaginary, they had already become the last straw to support his survival.

He is indeed not sick, but he is already sick - heart disease.

Even if the [-]-strong army really comes back, he may no longer be able to control the situation in the court.

For a full quarter of an hour, Huo Guang looked at the door like this, with a stiff and weird smile on his face.

Slowly, he walked over, put his hands on the building as if pushing the door open.

It was naturally impossible to open the sealed door, but Huo Guang put his hand on it.

The smile on his face became stranger and stranger.

At this time, an old slave ran over in a hurry, obviously reporting something urgent.

But when the old slave saw Huo Guang, he stopped abruptly and did not dare to disturb him. He just stood aside quietly and looked at his master with lingering fear.

The Huo family was about to be finished. This was known to everyone inside and outside Chang'an City, but the general and his wife seemed to be living in a dream, unwilling to accept the facts.

One was violently venting his anger on the slaves all day long, and the other was always smiling strangely behind the sealed door.

Neither is a good sign.

The old slave waited quietly for half a quarter of an hour. Finally, he couldn't wait any longer. He could only step up and said, "General, the county magistrate has sent someone."

When Huo Guang heard the word county official, he first trembled, then smiled nervously, and then turned around.

Could it be that Fan Mingyou and his army have arrived?Could it be that the emperor is coming to beg him?
Counting the days, Fan Mingyou and the others should be arriving soon.

Huo Guang was imprisoned in the back house of the General's Mansion, and all news was blocked.

Every day, Jing Zhaoyin would send people to bring food and carry away filth, but no news from outside Chang'an City could come in at all.

Now, when he thought that the visitor might bring Huo Guang's last hope, Huo Guang, who was in a daze, suddenly cheered up.

"Who is here? Zhang Anshi or Bingji?" Huo Guang asked with an air of dignity.

"Reporting back to the general, it's not these two princes, but a young... young village chief, who seems to be from the north." Mr. Jing said carefully.

The village chief from the North, wasn't that sent by Fan Mingyou and others?

"Let's go, let him come to the main hall, I will go see him now!"

"promise!"

……

Not long after, Huo Guang saw the young village chief outside the main hall.

With a slender figure and dark skin, he was somewhat similar to the emperor: at first glance, Huo Guang thought he was seeing the vicious emperor.

But after looking carefully, Huo Guang discovered that the person who came was younger than the emperor, and his skin was rougher - this was a young man who had experienced many hardships in the north.

Huo Guang didn't have the slightest impression of this person, and he didn't even feel familiar at all - he probably wasn't the most trusted confidant around Fan Mingyou, Huo Yu and others.

"Come up to the hall." Huo Guang said, sitting upright.

The young man wearing armor and helmet walked into the main hall vigorously and stood still without being humble or arrogant.

"The last general, Han De, wishes the great general," Han De asked. "Whose commander are you? Huo Shan's command, Huo Yun's command, or Huo Yu's command?" Huo Guang asked holding a shelf.

"Reporting to the general, the last general is not the commander of these people." Han De said coldly.

"Ok?"

"I am the commander of the army under General Han Zeng."

General Han Zeng?

Huo Guang looked at Hande with doubtful eyes.

"Isn't Han Zeng a former general?"

"General Han is the hussar general appointed by the county magistrate."

"When did the county magistrate issue this edict?"

"November eleventh."

Huo Guang's cloudy and dull eyes suddenly shrank, and the shrewdness that had not been completely wiped out by confinement suddenly appeared.

He seemed to have thought of something terrible, and the complacent expression he had put on was disappearing little by little.

"Did the county magistrate send you here?" Huo Guang asked gloomily.

"Exactly."

"For what?" Huo Guang asked again.

"The county magistrate has something to give to the general."

After Han De finished speaking, without waiting for Huo Guang to speak, he took out the copy of the memorial that the emperor wanted to hand over to Huo Guang and placed it on the latter's case.

Huo Guang stared at it for a moment, and finally reached out and picked up the memorial letters.

He hadn't seen this thing for a long time, it was familiar yet strange.

Huo Guang opened the secret memorial letter and read it one by one.

After a long time, Huo Guang, who looked calm, finally put down the letter.

My heart is in turmoil, but I should still hold on.

The sky of the Huo family is falling!

The roots of the Huo family are broken!

The Huo family is doomed!

Without these many days of rest, Huo Guang would not be able to hold on at this moment and would definitely pass out.

"The magistrate has one more thing that he will bring to the general for identification."

"What, what?" Huo Guang felt a mouthful of phlegm stuck in his throat. He cleared his throat vigorously before spitting out these words.

Hande waved to the Lang Wei behind him, who took a dozen wooden boxes from the yard to the main hall and placed them neatly on the ground in front of Huo Guang.

"Open all the wooden boxes for the general." Han De ordered coldly.

Several Lang Wei opened the wooden box expressionlessly, and then stepped aside.

Huo Guang only glanced at it and saw clearly what was in the wooden box.

Head!

All heads!

They are all the heads of the Huo Party!

The heads in the box in the middle are the heads of Fan Mingyou and Tian Guangming.

The others are nephews or close relatives of the Fan family and the Huo family.

Because the wooden box was filled with a lot of plant ash, and the weather was still very cold at this time, the head was not completely decomposed.

However, it still began to swell slightly and turn black, exuding an aura of death.

The rotting stench of the dead spread in the main hall and penetrated into Huo Guang's nasal cavity, making him gag.

Huo Guangqing looked at these heads uncertainly, trying his best to stabilize his emotions.

Fortunately, Huo Yu, the only child of the Huo family, is still alive: thanks to the idea Huo Xian came up with, his son Huo Yu can save his life.

At this point, retaining power and wealth is already out of reach. Thank God for the continued prosperity of the Huo family.

As long as the family is not wiped out, there is a chance for a big family to stand up again: If Huo Guang can understand this truth early, there will really be room for improvement.

Huo Guang felt a mouthful of blood welling up in his heart, but he didn't dare to spit it out, so he had to swallow it hard.

The emperor sent these two things to kill people and punish their hearts.

"General, is the head in the box Fan Mingyou?" Han De asked.

Huo Guang looked at Hande. How dare a small village leader question himself?
But what can he do in this current situation, so he can only nod.

"From left to right, but..."

Hande read the names one by one without any emotion, while Huo Guang could only nod his head in silence.

A dozen lives, a dozen heads, in the blink of an eye.

"Huo Yun and Huo Shan are still absconding. Are they really not among them?"

Huo Guang nodded again.

"Since the general's identification is correct, the general will temporarily retire."

After Han De finished speaking, without waiting for Huo Guang to speak, he ordered someone to take away the head and turned to leave.

Huo Guang stared intently at the place where the head had been placed, his face getting darker and darker. Finally, he couldn't control it anymore, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell down in the main hall again.

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