Life for those in power is not easy, because once they fail, they will lose more and it will be even more terrible.
The poor often have nothing, and at most they only have one life. When they feel that even this life is very painful, strong class conflicts will break out.
As for the upper-class people in power, because there are so many things attached to them, once they come to an end, it is not just a life that will collapse.
Dong Zhuo, from a noble man in the northwest, rose to the rank of grand master of the imperial court, but failed in the end. The heads of his family, ranging from his ninety-year-old mother to his granddaughter who was under fourteen, were beheaded.
As for the officials who were attached to Dong Zhuo, if they did not have the protection of other noble clans, their dismissal would be considered a minor offense. Most of them were imprisoned for questioning. Among them, their property was confiscated, their women and children were turned into slaves, and countless others were humiliated.
And now, Wang Yun, who replaced Dong Zhuo in power, has deeply felt the chill from the heights that penetrates into the bone marrow. This kind of cold is not something that can be resisted by wearing more clothes, but the kind of cold that can be resisted from the height.
The deepest fear inside the body.
How did the Shandong nobles join forces with themselves to deal with Dong Zhuo? Naturally, they may join forces with others to deal with them again. As the coalition forces of Li Jue and Guo Si get closer and closer to Chang'an, the power in their hands also increases.
It gave Wang Yun an uncontrollable feeling.
There are so many people in the family who are relying on him, and there are wives, children, and children in the government office who are relying on him. Because Wang Yun himself has played this way, he understands that if that day comes, if he loses his footing and falls,
It makes me shudder to think about the fate of my wife and children becoming other people's playthings.
Therefore, Wang Yun valued the power in his hands more than ever before. Without Wang Yun's nod, no official document or appointment could be issued in Taichung.
But even if Wang Yun was so tight on defense, the city of Chang'an was still like a kettle sitting on top of a fire, slowly starting to roll upwards with bubbles, and the sound of gurgling became louder and louder...
"Situ, we only need 20,000 soldiers to defeat this rabble!" Lu Bu said, holding his fists and bowing.
"Marquis Wen, twenty thousand soldiers?" Wang Yun frowned.
Lu Bu glanced at Wang Yun, still keeping his fists clasped, nodded, and then lowered his hands.
Lu Bu's situation now is actually very embarrassing.
Previously, the commander of Xiliang did not accept Lü Bu and made many slanderous remarks. Dong Zhuo became upset if he spoke too much. In addition, Lü Bu did not know how to reconcile the relationship and even had a head-on conflict with the commander of Xiliang, which caused Lü Bu to be in Dong Zhuo's heart.
His status repeatedly declined, and he became just a reckless man with considerable force. He no longer valued and respected him, and even threw a sword and halberd at Lu Bu after he was drunk. This contrast in attitude finally led to Lu Bu's rebellion.
And now, although he has been promoted to General Fenwei, Jiajie, and Yibi Sansi, he still cannot enter the circle of the so-called "upper class people" despite his appearance.
Even Wang Yun, who had just finished using him, was like this.
Marquis Wen? General Fenwei? Holiday?
These things don't mean anything. In the eyes of these nobles, Lu Bu is still just a low-level swordsman, just a reckless man who has no brute force and can be used by others. In the court, the real status is not
Once you are granted the title of "general" or "marquis", you are the real general and marquis.
The vast majority of people think that Lu Bu is still a mediocre dog, and his knowledge and abilities are still far inferior to those of these superior nobles!
Lu Bu also gradually realized this from a reckless person, so during his time in Chang'an, he spent more time hiding at home drinking instead of showing off everywhere like he did after arriving in Luoyang.
But doing this also doesn't have much effect.
Wang Yun stared at Lu Bu and said in a deep voice: "Marquis Wen, you are just a random army, why do you need 20,000 soldiers?"
Twenty thousand soldiers is not a small number.
When the report of the defeat of Xu Rong and Hu Zhen came, Wang Yun became even more worried about the soldiers in Chang'an.
Whether it was the original imperial army in Chang'an or the soldiers surrendered from Xiliang, Wang Yun was not a soldier that could be stably controlled, and the same was true for Lu Bu's Bingzhou soldiers.
Lu Bu once again raised his hands and replied: "For the record, Situ, although the young people in the east of the city are not worth worrying about, they are like fire starting from firewood, and a glass of water will not help..."
Regarding this reason, Wang Yun was noncommittal and did not say anything on the spot. Instead, he said that he would consider it and then sent Lu Bu away.
Wang Yun looked at Lu Bu's back, and the corners of his mouth turned down slightly.
When the army is dispatched, there is no such simple thing. There are many things like military rations, equipment, and money and wages. None of them requires a lot of preparations. How can it be done immediately with just a touch of lip service?
of?
With 20,000 people, can Lu Bu have the ability to command them?
Can this person be trusted?
terribly sorry.
Although Wang Yun and Lu Bu cooperated, Wang Yun did not believe in Lu Bu's character at all. How could a person who had repeatedly betrayed his superiors have the dignity to talk about loyalty?
Wang Yun had already made a mistake when a person who could not be called loyal led a group of soldiers from different factions. However, Xu Rong and Hu Zhen only had 5,000 soldiers. Wang Yun could still bear it. If there were 20,000 soldiers
After marching out of Chang'an City to rebel, Wang Yun really had no place to cry.
Wang Yun didn't want to take this risk.
Wang Yun called Lu Bu over to discuss countermeasures. Wang Yun was helpless because he couldn't find another person to discuss with him. However, he didn't expect that after Lu Bu came over, he only proposed a strategy of using a large army to suppress it. Although the general direction was not wrong, it was indeed launched.
Naturally, the chaos can be quelled by sending out a large army, but the problem is that Wang Yun cannot send out the army now, or in other words, he dare not send out his soldiers for a decisive battle.
Wang Yun was very disappointed,
Wang Yun also confirmed once again that Lu Bu was really just a warrior, not enough to handle important tasks...
But what to do now?
After receiving Hu Zhen's rebellion, the coalition forces of Li Jue and Guo Si became even more arrogant. They marched straight to Chang'an with great fanfare and were about to attack the city!
At this juncture, all the other ministers in the court were like woodcarvings. They all said in unison that it was all up to Situ to make the decision, and to obey Situ's arrangements in everything, as if they were good children from beginning to end...
Lu Bu, who walked out of the Situ Mansion, was also disappointed.
Lu Bu sat on the red rabbit horse, patted the horse's head gently, and then scratched it a few times.
The red rabbit horse shook its head ungratefully, snorted loudly, and then scratched the ground with its front hooves.
Lu Bu sighed, leaned down, patted the red rabbit horse's neck, and whispered a few words in the horse's ear. He didn't know whether the red rabbit horse understood it or not. He shook his head and lowered his head.
Holding the horse's neck, he walked listlessly and slowly on the streets of Chang'an, which was becoming increasingly depressing and dull...
