Liu Xie realized that it was a mistake for him to come to this world.
I heard Empress Dowager Dong say that because Empress He was jealous, her mother, Miss Wang, was ready to have an abortion, but he seemed to feel something in his belly and moved. Miss Wang felt the fetal movement, so she decided to abort him no matter what.
born to.
But as soon as he was born, his mother was killed by Queen He. His father, Emperor Han Ling, was very angry at first, but when he saw a lot of money given by the eunuch, he forgot about it and forgot about that poor and weak woman.
woman.
Despite this, seeing the little boy crying and struggling for life, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty gave him to his mother, the Empress Dowager Dong, to raise him just in case.
Later, his father, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty, only visited him a few times a year, until his father's death.
After his brother Liu Bian came to the throne, Liu Xie himself was named the King of Bohai. He originally thought that his future life would be like a pool of stagnant water, with no waves, but he did not expect that He Jin's death and Dong Zhuo's entry into Beijing seemed to be like falling into a pool of water.
Several huge rocks stirred up huge waves.
What he experienced in the previous nine years seemed to be only a fraction of what he experienced in less than a year.
The first time I left the palace, the first time I stepped out of Luoyang City, I was under a sharp sword, walking on a bloody road and escaping like a bereaved wild dog!
The familiar faces that had accompanied him and cared for him before had turned into pale corpses, mingled with the mud on the roadside.
Together with his brother and himself, the clothes that represented the royal family fell into the yellow mud, were covered in dust, polluted, and trampled...
On the way back to Luoyang, he met Dong Zhuo who was leading the army. His brother was speechless because of his nervousness. At that time, he couldn't bear his brother being bullied, so he stood up and scolded Dong Zhuo loudly...
Sometimes he even thinks that if he hadn't been so troublesome, his brother might not have been crippled or killed, and he wouldn't have to endure such endless pain.
Every time I sit on this chair, it's like a torture.
The shadow cast by Dong Zhuo's broad body in front of him almost drowned him.
Sometimes he had an illusion, as if the court was already covered with dust, and there were spider threads floating everywhere on the walls of the hall. Under the court, everyone was kneeling and sitting behind the table, like a paragraph.
The statues made by Duan out of rotten wood look like beasts wearing clothes and hats...
And he just comes here to sit, use his body to wipe off the dust on this chair, come quietly, leave quietly, and maybe even shout "Everyone is harmonious"...
He was in pain. The pain was not that he was alive, but that he could not become a statue of rotten wood, nor could he become a beast that could live without food.
He hated Dong Zhuo, because it was Dong Zhuo who knocked his original life to pieces. It seemed like overnight, those so-called joyful emotions were completely deprived of him, leaving only endless sadness.
Pain and fear, these negative emotions were like fertilizer mixed with poison, corroding his soul and quickly promoting his maturity.
He was also a little grateful to Dong Zhuo. If Dong Zhuo hadn't burst the colorful bubble, maybe he still thought that these important ministers under the steps were all loyal and devoted their lives to the Han Dynasty.
No matter what...
He still remembered that when his brother was being helped up, it was Yuan Wei, the royal tutor of the Yuan family who had been favored by the Han Dynasty, who was at the bottom of the steps. He personally stepped forward and took off the emperor's seal ribbon from Liu Bian's brother, and then tied the seal ribbon on himself.
He still remembered the complex emotions that were difficult to describe in words on his brother's face at that time, as well as the expressionless face of Yuan family master Yuan Wei - as if he was taking it off and attaching it to a living person.
It’s like dealing with something dead, or facing a dead body...
He still remembered that in the Ancestral Temple, the dim candlelight, the silent spiritual tablets, those words that directly pierced into the soul, and the sharp blade that cut deeply on the table and the words that still echoed in his mind.
Crazy laughter...
In all this, who is right and who is wrong?
Who is responsible for all this?
Is it me?
Is it my father?
Is it the brutal Dong Zhuo?
Or are these important ministers kneeling at the foot of the steps like wooden sculptures?
The glory of the great man is now in my hands, but it is already so mutilated, like a candle in the wind, it may be extinguished at any time.
This majestic and majestic palace was originally like the heart of the entire Han Dynasty. Countless decrees in the past were discussed and implemented one by one here. But now this heart has to be abandoned.
It was like trying to dig this heart out of the big man's body.
Although the heart is still beating, it seems to be dead.
Liu Xie felt that the blood on his body was still flowing, but it could not bring any warmth. Although the clothes on his body were soft and fit, they could not resist the coldness inside.
Looking at the figure bathing in the sun at the entrance of the hall, Liu Xie seemed to feel a little warmth, just like the only remaining trace of warmth he got in that bitterly cold night of blood and iron.
…
"...Come in, come in!"
Liu Xie, who had always been like a puppet, suddenly spoke out of nowhere.
Dong Zhuo, who was sitting aside, slowly turned his head and glanced over with his blood-red eyes.
Liu Xie shrank back, then stood upright again, explaining: "...it's too far away to see clearly..."
Deyang Hall is seven to eight feet wide from east to west and about thirty feet long. The distance from the emperor's throne to the entrance of the hall is indeed quite far.
Dong Zhuo rolled his eyes, perhaps thinking that such a trivial matter was not worth fussing about, so he nodded slightly.
When the eunuch standing aside saw this, he raised his voice and shouted in a sharp voice: "I will give you the command of riding captain Zhang, and the minister of the left department, Fei, will come forward!"
Then four eunuchs ran over in small steps, lifted up the two mats originally prepared for Zhang Liao and Fei Qian at the entrance of Deyang Hall, walked about ten feet into the hall, and then put them down again.
Zhang Liao and Fei Qian hurriedly thanked each other loudly, then lowered their heads and entered the hall. They walked to their respective mats, bowed again, and knelt down on them uprightly...
Everyone's eyes came together. The light inside the hall was not as good as outside the hall. In addition, there were fewer people in the hall at this time. For some reason, Fei Qian had a gloomy feeling.
The hair on my head stood up.
For a moment, no one spoke in the hall, and there was a short silence...
Xu Shu suddenly turned around and turned around.
Xuande was overjoyed and said, "When Yuan Zhi comes back, is it possible that he has no intention of leaving?"
Xu Shu said: "I am feeling numb and have forgotten something big. There is a strange man here, hiding in Longzhong. Why don't you ask for him?"
Xuande said: "How can I get it?"
Xu Shu said: "It only takes five points - Pan Donkey and Deng Xiaoxian!"
