Chapter 792

Once a big fire started, the fire would be impossible to extinguish.

A matter that these three conspired together must be watertight.

For there to be any living people left in the city...

It is difficult.

And even if they could come out alive, there must be a follow-up plan waiting behind.

Looking at the three standing in front of him, Duan Yu waved his hand at Liu Bai Tu behind him: "Without my order, no one is allowed to approach."

Liu Bai Tu nodded, then turned and left.

"I will not ask who among you took the lead in this matter, because the definite answer of the three of you is the same."

Duan Yu looked at the three and said: "The reason I called you here is not to hold you accountable."

"Since it has been done, it has been done."

"Today I just called you here to tell you something different."

"To say something that has been suppressed in my heart, something I wanted to say but dared not say."

"Actually, you are all smart people, smarter than me, smarter than the vast majority of people in this world."

"Zhongde might know less, but Wenhe and Wenyu should both be clear about some of the things I have done since I started in Jinyang."

Jia Xu, Li Ru, and Cheng Yu all listened quietly without interrupting.

"Starting from Jinyang, I cultivated confidants, recruited confidants, produced snow salt, and produced white paper to gather money and food."

"Then I went to Liangzhou, promoted planting mulberry and raising silkworms, gathered the Qiang tribe, and settled the hearts of the people."

"All of this was in preparation for one thing."

Duan Yu took a deep breath.

And the eyes of Jia Xu and Li Ru were flashing with expectant light.

"A long time ago, I had a dream. In the dream, the mountains and rivers were broken, the people were displaced, and bones were everywhere on the roadside."

"The world was falling apart, music and rituals were collapsing, and the world was like a purgatory."

"In the dream, I also saw the iron hooves of foreign tribes heading south, overturning the Nine Provinces, eating the Han people, invading our land, and enslaving our fellow clansmen."

"The sun and moon had no light, and the mountains and rivers were dim."

"I don't know if this is true, but I hope it is not true."

"But in today's world, you have also seen it."

"Even in this wealthy land of the Central Plains, the people are still struggling to survive, hungry and poorly clothed."

"I, Duan Yu, do not consider myself a saint, but I am a Han person."

"I do not have such lofty ideals, but I also do not want the dream to become reality."

"I need power, power sufficient to ensure that this world is still the world of the Han people, that these Nine Provinces are still the Nine Provinces of the Han people, and that the descendants of the Han family will never be enslaved by foreign tribes."

"Therefore, I chose Liangzhou."

"I want to accumulate power in Liangzhou."

"All for the sake that if there really comes a day when the mountains and rivers collapse, I can save the tens of millions of people of the Great Han."

At this time, Duan Yu standing on the bridge was like a self-absorbed orator.

His gaze also gradually left the bodies of Jia Xu and the others, looking at the vast night sky in the distance.

The end of the Eastern Han Dynasty!

The smoke of war was everywhere!

Warlords were competing for hegemony!

Heroes were gathered!

It seems that everyone is yearning for this era where heroes and beauties weave one touching story after another.

In people's impression, they remember the Hebei hegemon Yuan Shao, who occupied the four states of Hebei, and launched an unprecedented million-strong battle with Cao Cao in the Battle of Guandu with the momentum of swallowing the world.

People remember Zhao Zilong's courage at Changban Slope, entering and exiting seven times, with courage that looked down on the world.

And the Battle of Red Cliffs with smoke and fire.

And the six expeditions to Qishan, where he died before achieving his goal.

Such stories, as long as a person in later generations is slightly interested in history, can easily tell dozens of them.

Including those generals of the Three Kingdoms, and those fascinating beauties.

But how many people remember that after this touching story, there was that era that belonged to the darkest and blackest time for the Han people.

The Sima clan usurped the country.

After the short-lived Jin Dynasty, the iron hooves of foreign tribes broke through the border and headed south.

Duan Yu shook his head, throwing that dark history out of his mind.

"Liangzhou is too weak, I can only endure, I need time."

"If this world is not chaotic, if the world is peaceful, I am willing to be the Ban Ding Yuan of the Great Han, expand the western route, and open up territory for the Great Han!"

"But..."

Duan Yu reached out and pointed to the distant land: "From Bingzhou, to Liangzhou, to the Central Plains, along the way, all I see are piles of white bones lying in the weeds on the roadside."

"May I ask, if there is really a way to survive in this world, then how could the people believe in Zhang Jiao and not believe in the glorious four-hundred-year-old Great Han Dynasty?"

"That day in Yingyin City, in the Xun clan's mansion, there was singing and dancing, while soldiers were washing the blood on the ground with cold, biting water?"

"Partisans, eunuchs, relatives, imperial power, scholar clans, and powerful families tore this beautiful landscape to pieces, and now it is already scarred."

"You are all smart people, and you should be able to see the general trend of the world."

Duan Yu's gaze fell on the three again.

Jia Xu, Li Ru, and Cheng Yu were all silent.

Once upon a time, Jia Xu was also full of the desire to serve the country, traveling thousands of miles from Liangzhou to Luoyang.

But he was blocked outside the government office by the money he needed to hand in.

To be an official, one must first pay money.

What kind of joke is this?

Where does the official's money come from?

It is not from scraping from the people.

The disappointed Jia Xu suppressed all his grand wishes in his heart, only seeking to live a stable life.

Initially following Duan Yu was because of that bet, because he saw Duan Yu's sincerity, and was moved by Duan Yu's sincerity.

But after going to Liangzhou, Jia Xu discovered another side of Duan Yu.

Duan Yu's methods toward foreign tribes were iron-blooded, killing people like hemp.

But in treating the people of Liangzhou, Duan Yu did not hesitate to go against the scholar clans, did not hesitate to deter by killing officials, to protect the people of Liangzhou.

Such officials were not non-existent in the Great Han.

But such officials did not have such ability.

The wealth accumulated from snow salt and white paper was enough for Duan Yu to squander wantonly.

But Duan Yu did not put this money into his own pocket, but bought food for disaster relief, and took out military expenses to suppress the Qiang tribe that had long plundered the people of Liangzhou.

The cattle and sheep brought back from the Xiongnu were enough for Duan Yu to eat meat every day.

But Duan Yu distributed these cattle and sheep to the people of Liangzhou as plow cattle.

Everything Duan Yu did in Liangzhou never considered his own interests.

To be honest, Jia Xu was infected by Duan Yu's behavior.

Not much, just wait another year.

Just give Duan Yu another year, when a million people move into Liangzhou, if there really comes a day when Duan Yu raises a banner to overturn this world, it is conceivable that the people of Liangzhou will definitely support Duan Yu with all their strength.

Not far away, Liu Bai Tu crouched on the ground, holding a branch in his hand, constantly drawing circles on the ground.

This night, except for the few people on the bridge, no one knew what Duan Yu said.

A few days later, a fast horse rolled up the dust behind it, holding a battle report, flying through the Pingcheng Gate of Luoyang City.

Half an hour later, the court and the public were shocked.

The Son of Heaven, Liu Hong, who was in the West Garden of the Imperial Palace, urgently summoned them to the palace to discuss state affairs!

Lu Zhi was defeated, forty thousand troops were overturned in Guangzong, and Luoyang was shocked!