Chapter 242 Obedient
"Although our army has taken Changshan in this battle, the war has completely exceeded our original expectations and consumed countless money and food. We must recuperate for a while."

After Xu Chen finished speaking, everyone present nodded silently. In fact, they had all been under a lot of pressure during this period.

It has been nearly half a year since we set out on the expedition. From the beginning to now, we have gone from the end of summer to the cold winter, and now we have directly entered the next year.

In order to support the war, Xuan Xia continuously transported food, winter clothes and equipment here, but it was actually overwhelmed.

If they had not used the cavalry to find Yuan Shao's weak spot, it would be hard to say who would collapse first.

But no matter what, in terms of the result, Xuan Xia won, so everything was worth it. But it also made them all realize one thing, Xuan Xia needed to further expand its army. Every time it went into battle, it only had 20,000 to 30,000 main forces, and it was already difficult to deal with future opponents.

When they climbed to the top of Gaoyi City, they felt the broad view and the vast world, and they all felt a sense of heroism.

Wang sighed in front of the rough man: "Thinking back to when the Great Sage Master passed away and the Yellow Turbans collapsed, I thought everything was over. I never thought that I would be able to have this day. Thinking back to the times when the Master led us all the way, it really feels like a dream."

After these words were spoken, everyone was filled with emotion. They had experienced so many hardships over the years, so they cherished their achievements today even more.

But Ju Shou, who was standing behind Xu Chen, had a different feeling.

Five years ago, I was captured by the Yellow Turbans in Jizhou. At that time, although the Han Dynasty was not in a good situation, it was still able to hold on. Who would have thought that today, it has become such a bankrupt scene.

In this era of crumbling kingdoms and rising heroes, the so-called Han Dynasty is only in name only.

On the contrary, the thousands of Yellow Turbans who had been trying to survive in the beginning, fought their way through and established a stronghold.

He suddenly remembered his disdainful judgment when he first heard Xu Chen preach the doctrine.

To cut oneself off from the world's noble families is to cut off one's own future and there is no hope of any success.

But now he could only say that he had underestimated Xu Chen's ambition.

This guy really won't make any compromises. As long as all the old interest groups are cleaned out, he can decide what kind of new world he wants.

If all the gentry in the world are eliminated, there will be no need for them to accomplish our goals.

All I can say is that there are many paths to take, and relying on the aristocratic family is the easiest and simplest one, but Xu Chen chose the most difficult one. But only after taking this path can you truly build a new world on a blank sheet of paper.

Then he established Xuan Xia!
This new country has given Ju Shou too many different feelings. No one knows better than him the vigorous vitality hidden under the system. Being by Xu Chen's side, he can see many things that others cannot see.

If Xuan Xia unifies the country one day, the whole world will be changed.

At this time, Xu Chen and a group of generals were discussing future military arrangements. Changshan would be completely handed over to Zhang Baiqi to deal with the general military pressure from Jizhou. Once Yuan Shao launched a large-scale attack again, Xuan Xia would also respond accordingly.

Xuanxia needs to conserve their strength. Before that, they will not consider taking the initiative to make any big moves externally. In Xu Chen's eyes, both military and people's livelihood must be taken care of with both hands, and both hands must be strong.

Ju Su didn't need to comment on these things. In fact, the generals around Xu Chen were all qualified talents today.

As the Yellow Turban cause was gaining momentum, Ju Shou couldn't help but think of an old friend.

Fu Xie, this guy, had been a captive with me for several years, but in the end he turned around and ran to the court, shouting that he would support the Han Dynasty. I don't know what situation he is in today.

After spending several years together, Fu Xie and he had already become close friends, but now Ju Shou could only think about him in his heart.

As long as Xuan Xia keeps going like this, he will run into this guy again sooner or later. He wonders if this guy can keep himself stable in the chaotic world before that.

The situation in Xuanxia where Ju Su is located is very good. Development is progressing by leaps and bounds. The people's livelihood and military are both well managed, and there are unlimited possibilities in the future.

However, the Chang'an court where Fu Xie was located was in a state of decline.

After Dong Zhuo kidnapped the imperial court and moved the capital to Chang'an, he began to build Meiwu on a large scale, storing food for 30 years and raising countless soldiers and young women, as if he was going to spend the rest of his life there. However, Dong Zhuo lived a comfortable life, but the imperial court suffered terribly. The important officials of the imperial court, who had been bullied by Dong Zhuo for a long time, finally couldn't stand the oppression and began to plan to eliminate the thieves. Under the seemingly peaceful Chang'an imperial court, there were countless undercurrents.

"Weiwei, I heard that a country called Xuanxia suddenly appeared in Youzhou. It seems that you escaped from there and returned to the court. What kind of place is that?"

In the empty hall, Liu Xie, who was in his early teens, curiously asked the Weiwei Fu Xie beside him.

Although Liu Xie was the emperor of the Han Dynasty, he was still young and had not truly felt the majesty that an emperor should have. He was also under the shadow of Dong Zhuo for a long time, which made Liu Xie's character appear even softer.

To be honest, if Dong Zhuo had not carried out the dethronement and enthronement of the emperor, he, the "Prince of Chenliu", would not even have been able to become a puppet emperor.

He was forced to become emperor in a hurry, but after he really became emperor, he was intimidated by Dong Zhuo for a long time. He was not a normal emperor at all. This situation for a long time made his temperament become somewhat weird.

Although he did not dare to show any interest in front of Dong Zhuo, he was still very interested in and concerned about some so-called "state affairs" in private in front of people he trusted.

Now the Han court was completely out of touch with the local areas. A year had passed before the news of Xuanxia's establishment finally reached Liu Xie. Of course, a big reason for this was that Liu Xie's communication was not smooth, and he still needed Fu Xie to tell him many things before he could know them.

Upon learning that a large piece of his Liu family's fortune had been dug away by someone, the young Liu Xie felt as if something had been robbed.

In front of Dong Zhuo, he was as obedient as a kitten and didn't dare to look at Dong Zhuo even twice.

When in front of Fu Xie, he was very happy to show his majesty as a monarch. Although this performance seemed childish and ridiculous, Fu Xie still cooperated with him loyally.

"Your Majesty, I have indeed returned from Youzhou, but when I returned, there was no so-called Xuanxia in Youzhou."

Fu Xie lowered his head and replied, and his every word and action strictly followed the etiquette between the monarch and his subjects, which greatly satisfied Liu Xie's imperial psychology.

The more he did this, the more Liu Xie pretended to be serious. It was very incongruous and funny for a boy in his teens to force himself to act like a serious emperor, but Liu Xie never got tired of it.

"Well, does the Weiwei know the details of Youzhou? Who are the people who founded Xuanxia? How are they different from the Han Dynasty?"

"This"

Fu Xie was speechless for a moment, and he suddenly found that he could not answer this question.

Should we tell the Emperor of the Han Dynasty that the Yellow Turbans who founded China were indeed different from the Han people and that they treated the people better than the Han people?

If this were really said, it would probably make the emperor, whose self-esteem was fragile, even more upset.

Seeing Liu Xie frowning in confusion, Fu Xie could only sigh. He was a man of integrity and would definitely not lie.

"They are a group of Yellow Turbans. Although they are Han thieves, they act very differently. They suppress the nobles and powerful with thunder and lightning, but they love the poor people like their family. It is precisely because of this that the Han nobles regard these Yellow Turbans as enemies, but the people of Youzhou regard them as their parents and benefactors."

Liu Xie was a little surprised when he heard Fu Xie's words. He said, "The Yellow Turbans are thieves. Why would the people love them? Shouldn't they support the Han Dynasty?"

Fu Xie was speechless again. Liu Xie's question was naive and cute, but it was precisely because of this that it was more difficult to answer.

Unconsciously, Liu Xie gradually forgot to maintain his demeanor as a little emperor. He subconsciously grabbed Fu Xie's sleeve and continued to question him like a curious child.

"Is the Xuanxia nation powerful? Are they willing to listen to me? If I ask them to beat someone up, will they do it?"

Fu Xie looked at Liu Xie deeply. He certainly knew who Liu Xie wanted to hit. He tightened the sword hanging on his waist unconsciously, and then answered in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter whether Xuan Xia listens to your majesty or not. I will listen. If your majesty wants to hit someone, I will hit him."

At this moment, the eunuch outside the palace called out: "Grand Tutor Dong is here!"

(End of this chapter)

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