Chapter 605

Yuan Shao is not stupid, so he naturally knows that there are not so many coincidences in this world.

It's just...

It's just that this struggle is a bit too cruel.

For the sake of one Wang Fu, sixty thousand people had to die!

"Benchu." Xu You said helplessly: "This world is just like this."

"Neither you nor I can do anything about it, and we cannot change it!"

"Unless..."

"Unless what?" Yuan Shao looked at Xu You.

"Hehe..." Xu You smiled and shrugged, saying: "Unless... unless one day, you become the person who makes the rules."

Yuan Shao's face stiffened.

The person who makes the rules!

Yuan Shao felt somewhat disheartened, and then he cast his gaze on the letter in front of him.

The person who makes the rules?

He is now just a person who takes orders from others.

"Then what should we do next?" Yuan Shao asked, looking at Xu You.

"Just do it," Xu You said: "This is not the matter of the Situ alone, but countless people are involved in it. This is a big game of chess, and the people who are really playing are not on this chessboard."

"We are just chess pieces."

At the same time.

Just as Yuan Shao received the letter from Luoyang, the Governor of Julu Commandery, Hejian State, Zhongshan State, Jizhou Inspector, Yingchuan Governor, Qingzhou Inspector, Yanzhou Inspector, including the Runan Governor...

Everyone had a letter with similar content.

Without exception, the content was all about suppressing the Taiping Dao.

Reporting that the Taiping Dao was gathering a crowd to rebel.

In Jizhou, Li Zhao ordered various commanderies and counties to organize troops and armor to resist the enemy on their own.

Anyone who discovered the Taiping Dao was to be suppressed without exception.

Luoyang.

Several days had passed since Tang Zhou reported that Zhang Jiao wanted to gather a crowd to rebel and Ma Yuanyi was torn apart by chariots.

The night in and outside Luoyang City was silent.

The pitch-black clouds pressed very low, giving people a sense of oppression that made it hard to breathe.

In front of the Grand Marshal's Mansion.

An old carriage was parked at the entrance of the mansion.

On both sides of the carriage stood several guards with their hands on their sword hilts, their gazes vigilantly watching the surroundings.

As the curtain of the carriage was lifted.

Yuan Kui, dressed in a black robe, was helped down from the carriage.

The gate of the Grand Marshal's Mansion was wide open.

Yang Ci's son, Yang Biao, was standing in front of the mansion gate at this time.

When he saw Yuan Kui get off the carriage, Yang Biao immediately walked down from the steps in front of the mansion gate to welcome him.

"Lord Situ."

Yang Biao bowed and saluted Yuan Kui.

Yuan Kui smiled slightly.

That smile looked like that of a kind and peaceful old man: "You have worked hard, Wenxian, waiting for this old man here so late."

"I dare not, I dare not."

Yang Biao hurriedly replied: "Lord Situ is visiting, and my father specifically instructed that I must wait for you at the mansion gate until I see Lord Situ."

"My father also said that if his health were not poor, he would have come to welcome you in person."

"It's just that my father's health is getting worse day by day, unlike Lord Situ's healthy body."

Yuan Kui smiled and shook his head while saying: "It won't do, it won't do, I'm old."

"In the future, the Great Han will still have to rely on you all."

Yang Biao hurriedly said he didn't dare, and then reached out to lead Yuan Kui into the mansion.

Several maids walked in front of Yuan Kui with lanterns to lead the way, while Yang Biao followed half a step behind Yuan Kui.

Not long after, the maids led them to the main hall in the front courtyard.

At this time, the candles in the main hall were bright.

Yang Ci, who looked as if he were asleep, was sitting in the main seat, wearing a thick cloak.

Hearing the sound of footsteps outside the hall, Yang Ci opened his eyes.

"Lord Yuan."

Yang Ci struggled to stand up.

The maid on the side hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

"Lord Yang, please sit, Lord Yang, please sit. We are not outsiders; you and I have known each other for decades, so there is no need to be so polite," Yuan Kui hurriedly waved his hand and said.

Yang Ci smiled: "Since Lord Yuan has said so, I will respectfully obey."

"It's mainly this body, it's really not as good as before, I always feel that there are not many days left."

When Yang Ci spoke, Yuan Kui had already sat down.

"Yes, we are really old. In a flash, decades have passed, and you and I are both old."

Yuan Kui took a sip of the tea brought by the maid and said: "Just now I was telling Wenxian that our generation is old, and in the future, the Great Han will still have to look at these young people."

Yang Ci nodded noncommittally.

"But speaking of the future... sigh..." Yuan Kui sighed and said: "Now in the court, the eunuchs are in power, the Son of Heaven is deceived, and he listens to the words of treacherous sycophants."

"We old guys can still deal with those people in the palace, but if we all die, they are all young, and I really don't know if they can preserve the family business."

Yuan Kui narrowed his eyes, his tone melancholy.

Yang Ci understood the implication of Yuan Kui's words.

This was an attempt to change the subject.

So he didn't pick up the conversation, but let Yuan Kui continue.

Yuan Kui paused and said: "So, there are some things that I think should be solved while we old guys are still here, which can be considered as planning for a stable future for our children and grandchildren."

"Planning for a pure land where one can settle down and govern the country in peace, I wonder what Lord Yang thinks?"

Yang Ci raised his eyes and looked at Yuan Kui.

"Lord Yuan... plans to plan how?" Yang Ci asked tentatively.

Yuan Kui's eyes, reflecting the flickering candlelight, narrowed.

"Lord Yang must know about the Taiping Dao matter."

Yang Ci's eyebrows twitched.

How could he not know.

Three years ago, and last year, Yang Ci had submitted two memorials to restrict the Taiping Dao and capture Zhang Jiao.

But both memorials were rejected.

But Yang Ci never gave up his surveillance of the Taiping Dao.

And a while ago, Tang Zhou reported that Zhang Jiao was gathering a crowd to rebel.

Zhang Jiao's disciple Ma Yuanyi was captured and torn apart by chariots.

Tang Zhou also handed over a Taiping evil book.

It recorded how to bewitch the people and how to deceive people with sorcery.

But there were still many people in the court who firmly believed that Zhang Jiao would not rebel.

"Lord Yang, there is one thing." Yuan Kui looked at Yang Ci and said: "I received news today that Zhang Jiao of the Taiping Dao has rebelled!"

"Ah?"

Yang Ci was stunned: "Zhang Jiao rebelled?"

Yuan Kui nodded and said: "That's right, Zhang Jiao rebelled!"

"Just a few days ago, Zhang Jiao gathered tens of thousands of Taiping Dao believers in Julu County, and the Taiping Dao across states and commanderies in Qingzhou, Yanzhou, Yuzhou, and Xuzhou, after receiving Zhang Jiao's message, rebelled one after another." ===== CHAPTER 607 =====