Chapter 211: The Emperor is not the Emperor, the King is not the King

Yuan Shao returned home dejectedly, but saw his uncle Yuan Wei writing something in his study.

When he entered the door, Yuan Wei also put down his pen, looked at Yuan Shao with satisfaction, and looked up at him.

"Benchu, why are you so frustrated?"

Yuan Shao was indeed very frustrated. He had made a lot of plans and was about to succeed, but Dong Zhuo suddenly led his troops to Luoyang. How could he not be frustrated? If he could be one day late, he could use his power to take all the military power of Luoyang under his command. But now, he could only watch Dong Zhuo's pride in the court.

"Uncle, I..."

Yuan Wei smiled and said, "Beginning, planning is up to people, and success is up to heaven. If you can't even see through this, it will really disappoint me. Haha, don't be anxious. Come and look at my calligraphy first. I think it's a little progress?"

Yuan Wei likes to practice calligraphy. In his words, whenever he writes, his mind will be very clear and his mind will be very quiet. Only when his mind is quiet can he plan for ten thousand years. This should be considered a habit of Yuan Wei.

Yuan Shao walked over in frustration, looked at the words on the paper, but was stunned.

"Uncle, what does this mean?"

"Hahaha, what do you think?"

Yuan Wei smiled but did not answer, but Yuan Shao picked up the paper and read it softly: "The emperor is not the emperor, the king is not the king, thousands of riders go to Beimang."

I felt aroused in my heart, and I seemed to understand what my uncle meant.

Looking up, he found Yuan Wei sitting on the Grand Master's chair, half-squinted his eyes and pretending to sleep.

"Uncle, I understand!"

Yuan Wei nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "It's good if you can understand."

"But……"

"I know what you are going to say. Don't forget, how did Zhang Rang make Old Man Lu Zhi lose his military power and return to Beijing obediently. He is on the first day of the lunar calendar, and I will do the fifteenth day of the lunar calendar. Benchu, do you know what is the most terrifying thing in this world? It's a rumor... OK, I can make him bad and smelly, and we can make him fragrant, just depending on whether you do it or not."

Yuan Weiyu said to Yuan Shao earnestly, then picked up a small bell hammer on the table and struck it on the bell.

From outside the door, the housekeeper Yuan Fu walked in.

Yuan Wei took the note from Yuan Shao and handed it to Yuan Fu, saying nothing.

Yuan Fu glanced at it, immediately tore the note and swallowed it into his stomach, "Master, then I'll go down first."

"Go... By the way, go and find the second young master. I have something to tell him to do."

Yuan Fu responded, bent his waist and exited the study.

There is no doubt that the tacit understanding between the master and servant had reached the point where they understood it. Yuan Wei didn't need to give any instructions, and Yuan Fu knew what the old man had in his heart. This tacit understanding made Yuan Shao very envious.

He is indeed a book boy who grew up with his uncle!

"I heard that Dong Zhuo was named Ehou?"

Yuan Shao nodded jealously, "That's right. Not only that, the Dong family was also named General Fenwei and promoted to Marquis of Qi. I really don't know what kind of smoke came from the tomb of his Dong family, and he could have such a good official fortune."

Hou E is a county marquis, Hou Qian and Hou is a township marquis.

Among the titles and ranks of the Eastern Han Dynasty, no one can compare to the official positions of Dong Zhuo and his son.

One county marquis and the other township marquis are all hereditary, and they are all from the same family, which makes countless people's eyes red with jealousy.

But Yuan Wei laughed: "Benchu, can you read it too much?"

Yuan Shao was stunned and nodded, "Of course I have read it!"

"Since I have read it, I should know how the Qian hexagram is said. Dong Zhongying was the prefect of Hedong when he was the prefect of Hedong. He responded to the ninth day of the lunar calendar and did not use it. Then he took the Taiping Road to start a business and saw the dragon in the field. When he stayed in Nanyang, wasn't it right that the gentleman was doing all day long? Then he went to Liangzhou, but it was nineteen or leaping in the abyss... Now, the Dong family is in its prime, and it is a flying dragon in the sky. Hehe, but what will happen to him in the future is something that no one can tell."

"What uncle means...too much is not enough?"

Yuan Wei stood up, lit Yuan Shao's chest, and pointed to his chest, "You know, I know..."

"Boy understand."

Everything always has rise and fall. When it reaches its peak, it represents the beginning of decline.

Yuan Shao suddenly became energetic, smiled and said to himself: I am worthy of being my uncle, and I really see things thoroughly.

"Uncle, what should we do?"

"The Dong family is in the limelight now, so it is not appropriate to conflict with it head-on. We just wait for him, and when he makes mistakes, we are going with the flow. If you should give up, you have to give up. If you don't throw away some things, how can we get greater benefits?"

"Uncle means..."

"Give him all the soldiers in your hands!"

"ah?"

Yuan Wei took out a stack of letters from the drawer of the desk, "Don't forget, what we collected at Dong Chong's house. I originally wanted to use it as a weapon when Dong Zhuo and He Jin were fighting. Who knew that He Jin was a short-lived ghost and wasted my skill. But it doesn't matter, at least from these letters, we can know Dong Zhuo's thoughts."

“You mean…”

"Let me ask you, if Jian Shuo has no edict, would he dare to do that thing at the beginning?"

Yuan Shao was stunned and then woke up, "What do you mean is that Jian Shuo dares to assassinate He Jin. Did the emperor give him the will?"

"Since Guangwu, relatives of the outside world have repeatedly become threats to the royal family. In the past, Wang Mang used his identity as relatives to usurp the throne. I guess the emperor still had concerns about He Jin in his heart. If he wanted to preserve the foundation of the Han Dynasty, he would definitely kill He Jin... We all know that the former emperor actually liked King Chenliu more, and this may not be our opportunity."

"But... there was no edict found on Jian Shuo?"

After Yuan Shao finished speaking, he suddenly screamed, "No, Jian Shuo seemed to have committed suicide. The last person he saw was..."

The smile on Yuan Wei's face became even stronger.

"I feel so relieved that I can think of this at first."

Yuan Shao's thoughts suddenly opened up and he whispered: "Why not be better than us, just coax Dong Zhongying to prosper and establish a new era?"

Yuan Wei did not speak, but picked up the wine pot and filled himself with a cup of water.

He raised his glass and shook it at Yuan Shao, and then drank it all in one go.

Yuan Shao let out a long sigh, and his unhappiness disappeared. He also poured himself a glass of wine. Just as he was about to drink it, he suddenly remembered something, "Uncle, why are there Yellow Turban Thiefs in Luoyang City?"

Yuan Wei squirted out a mouthful of wine, "Yellow Turban Thief?"

It turned out that he stayed in the study all night, and no one except Yuan Fu could get close to him.

Yuan Fu did not leave too far. Although the riots in Luoyang City were very serious, they did not cause Yuan Wei's intentions.

By the time Yuan Fu went out to inquire about the news, the situation had subsided.

Most of what Yuan Fu noticed was about the affairs in the court. After learning about a rough idea, he hurried back to the mansion to report. Therefore, Yuan Fu thought that the martial law on the street was caused by the riots in the imperial city last night and the rebellious soldiers.

Yuan Wei was shocked when he heard Yuan Shao say this.

"What do you say in the beginning?"

Yuan Shao quickly told what he knew, which made Yuan Wei's face look very ugly all of a sudden.

"This is impossible. After Taiping Road attacked Nangong, the first emperor sacrificed his butcher knife and started a massacre. There were many people in the capital, so how could such a thing happen? The Yellow Turban Thief, unless they don't want to live, how could they come to Luoyang?"

Yuan Shao was also a little puzzled.

"I also think this matter is a bit strange. When I escorted the emperor back, I heard that the entire family of officials in Yingchun Gate was robbed. I was wondering, if the Yellow Turban Thief seeks money, how much oil can the official family get? In the Zhengyang Gate of Nancheng, half of the wealthy men gathered. None of them were rich, but they were not violated."

Yuan Wei pondered for a moment and slashed the bell on the table.

Yuan Fu hurried in from outside, "Master, do you have any instructions?"

It was as if he hadn't come in just now, he lowered his hands, lowered his head, and asked respectfully.

Yuan Wei said: "Yuan Fu, go out and ask, what are the losses in Yingchun Gate? What happened?"

Yuan Fu responded and left in a hurry.

Yuan Shao couldn't help but feel nervous, "Uncle, you are..."

"Don't ask, you'll know the difference in a while!"

If Yuan Wei didn't say it, Yuan Shao couldn't ask any more questions. The two sat in the study for about half an hour before they saw Yuan Fu hurried in.

After whispering a few words in Yuan Wei's ear, Yuan Wei's face changed suddenly.

“Where is the highway?”

"Oh, the second young master was rushing back at Lord Wang's mansion just now. I guess he will arrive in a while."

"After letting the beast come back, I will see me immediately... I will not succeed and have more than failure. Yuan Gonglu should not be a son."

Yuan Shao hasn't figured out what has happened yet.

"Uncle, what happened? Are you so angry?"

"I just talk about why Yuan Shu is so honest when he comes back this time. Some time ago, he ran to Chang'an... Let me think about it, well... it should be like that. This guy must have collected some people in private and secretly brought them to Luoyang. He was closer to Wang Yun, so he must have hid the people in the house of Wang Zishi and waited for the opportunity."

Yuan Shao couldn't help but be confused!

"Uncle, what are you talking about?"

"Let me tell you, your good brother, did such a big thing."

At this moment, Yuan Shu walked into the study. He looked very happy and happy, and when he walked in, there was a smile on his face.

"Uncle, are you looking for me?"
To be continued...