Chapter 1160

People always use things outside their cognition to metaphorically describe them as dangerous, rebellious, and bad, just like when fire first appeared in front of people, people thought this thing was not good and wanted to extinguish it.

Unchanging things are never what I want, just like what I said in the first chapter of the opening; if you want to see unchanging things, then turn left when you go out, because Tomato is not lacking in books.

I will not easily change the ideas I set at the very beginning because of some external forces, because this is what I want to write. I write books not only to present a different story to the readers, but also to please myself.

If I can't even please myself, if I can't even move myself, how can I move others?

That's all; the story continues, just like life. No matter how good friends are, they will eventually drift apart as they walk, but there will always be some people who will accompany you for a lifetime.

North of Fei County.

The army of over ten thousand led by Liu Bei was currently advancing along the foot of Mengshan.

Liu Bei, after negotiating with Cao Cao yesterday, did not rush to forcefully attack the million Yellow Turbans of Mengshan, but stationed himself by the Wushui River for half a day.

It was not until the next morning that he advanced toward Mengshan again.

Liu Bei, riding a white horse and leading the army at the very front, had a calm face, but his eyes looking at the distant Mengshan carried a trace of expectation and anxiety.

When he was very young, Liu Bei thought that being able to eat his fill and wear warm clothes was the life he yearned for most in his life.

After growing up a bit, when he went to Luoyang and studied at Mount Goushi, he saw the prosperity of Luoyang.

He saw the playboy children riding fast horses in fine clothes, and saw the imperial relatives and nobles surrounded by crowds wherever they went.

At that moment, Liu Bei no longer fantasized about the life of having meat at every meal by weaving mats and selling sandals in his hometown of Zhuo Commandery.

Liu Bei wanted to come to Luoyang, wanted to be like those people, wearing brocade clothes and showing off in the streets.

But Liu Bei also knew that relying on the relief of relatives to come to Luoyang to study, with his conditions, it was impossible to complete all this.

Although he was a relative of the Han imperial family, this title was not a rare thing in his hometown of Zhuo Commandery.

His clansmen, including those whose doors were guarded by his uncles Liu Yuanqi and Liu Zijing, were all 'relatives of the Han imperial family.'

To change his destiny, to become a person above others, relying on the shade of his ancestors was impossible.

If there was no great change, it was absolutely impossible for him to change his destiny and complete the leap from a mat-weaver and sandal-seller to a true relative of the Han imperial family.

He couldn't even compare to his classmates like Gongsun Zan in this life.

To change, he had to use all the resources he could use.

Later, his teacher Lu Zhi went to Jiujiang to quell the rebellion, and his days of studying at Mount Goushi in Luoyang ended.

The prosperous Luoyang behind him.

Gradually disappeared from his sight.

But that magnificent city, and everything in Luoyang City, remained in his heart like a brand.

When he returned to Zhuo Commandery again, returned to his hometown, and saw the mulberry tree in the courtyard of his home that looked like a feather-canopy carriage, he firmly believed that he was born with the fate of a noble.

Thus, he began to associate with famous people in the area.

Relying on the titles of Lu Zhi's student, Gongsun Zan's classmate, and the so-called relative of the Han imperial family, he became somewhat famous in Zhuo Commandery.

From then on, people began to sponsor him.

He no longer wove mats or sold sandals, and he wore brocade clothes, and a group of people gathered around him.

Horse-trading merchants, smugglers, street strongmen, and pig-slaughtering magnates.

The opportunity he was waiting for finally came.

The Taiping Dao rebellion, the world was in chaos.

Upon learning that his teacher Lu Zhi held the position of Northern General of the Household and entered Jizhou to quell the rebellion, he took the initiative to join him.

Fame and merit are taken from horseback.

His second brother's sword technique was as fast as lightning, and capturing generals and seizing flags was easy; his third brother had the courage of ten thousand men, and taking the head of a general in the midst of an army was as simple as reaching into a bag.

He received the affirmation and recognition of his teacher Lu Zhi.

He thought he could soon be enfeoffed for his military merit and return to Luoyang.

However.

Just when he thought everything was developing in the direction he wanted, he met that person.

Duan Yu.

A Duan Yu who, like him, started from humble beginnings, and was even worse off than him.

He couldn't understand why Duan Yu's starting point was not as good as his, yet he could be far ahead of him.

Enfeoffed as a Marquis!

Provincial Governor!

Appointed as a General!

Even the warhorse under Duan Yu was a dragon horse rarely seen in the world!

He wanted to prove that he was better than Duan Yu.

But...

Liu Bei, riding on his horse, frowned.

His missing left ear felt a faint pain again.

Not far away, a fast horse quickly arrived not far from Liu Bei.

"Xuande, it's done!"

Jian Yong's excited voice interrupted Liu Bei's thoughts, waking Liu Bei from his memories.

Liu Bei raised his gaze and looked at Jian Yong, still somewhat dazed.

Done?

What was done?

Jian Yong glanced at the guards to Liu Bei's left and right.

Liu Bei, understanding, raised his hand and said: "Pass the order down, the army will rest in place for half an hour."

The guards beside Liu Bei reined in their warhorses.

And Liu Bei rode forward to Jian Yong's side.

The two walked side by side toward the side.

It was noon, the sun was warm, dispelling the cold air rising from the ground in early spring.

The excitement on Jian Yong's face was hard to suppress.

Liu Bei asked Jian Yong eagerly: "Did Cao Cao and the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans start fighting?"

Jian Yong nodded excitedly and said: "More than that."

"Cao Cao is dead!"

"What!"

Liu Bei was suddenly shocked, his eyes wide open, as if he couldn't believe what Jian Yong said.

"Xianhe... you... what did you say?"

"Say it again?" Liu Bei couldn't believe his ears.

Jian Yong nodded repeatedly and said: "Cao Cao is dead. Just yesterday afternoon, he was ambushed by the Huang Jin commander Zhang Rao and died in the Huang Jin camp."

"This... how could this happen?"

"How could Cao Cao die?"

Jian Yong smiled and said: "Everything is fate; it can't be blamed on others, only on himself."

"I previously deliberately sent someone with a forged secret letter to make Zhang Rao believe that Cao Cao not only wanted to annex them but also wanted to completely eradicate them, to alienate Cao Cao and Zhang Rao, and to make Zhang Rao resist to the death."

"Only if the Qingzhou Huang Jin army resisted to the death, and then Xuande recruited them in the name of benevolence and righteousness, could we gather most of the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans without too much effort."

"But I didn't expect."

"Zhang Rao feigned surrender, but in reality, it was a fake surrender, luring Cao Cao into his camp."

"Xuande refused Cao Cao yesterday, and Cao Cao must have been anxious, worried that Xuande would divide the Qingzhou Yellow Turbans, so he couldn't wait, thinking Zhang Rao really wanted to surrender."

"So he went to Zhang Rao's camp, and Zhang Rao, who succeeded in the fake surrender, set up an ambush in the camp, and Cao Cao was killed in battle."

Liu Bei looked at Jian Yong in shock.

For a moment, he couldn't speak.

Their original plan was just to let Zhang Rao resist to the death.

Cao Cao's intention was very clear, which was to get these million Qingzhou Yellow Turbans.

And how to settle these million Qingzhou Yellow Turbans was actually very simple.

It was nothing more than breaking them up and settling them in various commanderies; this didn't need to be guessed.

Therefore, Jian Yong said in that forged 'secret letter' that Cao Cao was preparing to break them up and then wipe them out one by one. ===== CHAPTER 1162 =====