When he said this, Zhang Jiao seemed to remember something. He desperately supported his body with his hands and used his last strength to get up on the bed. His sickly face showed unspeakable hatred.
"Why do poor Taoists want to rebel? Why do they want to establish Huangtian! You high-ranking dignitaries, *****, eat minced meat and drink nectar, how can you know the suffering of all the people in the world?!"
At this moment, Zhang Jiao was shouting at the top of his lungs.
"You have seen how hungry people are dying all over the land, and there are desolate bones everywhere, and everyone can easily eat them! You have seen the horror of a forest of vegetation being eaten up by hungry people!"
"If this world is really peaceful, even if there are Qin and Yi debates among the poor, who among the people in this world will sincerely follow the Huangtian era with me! You are the culprits of this war!"
"Do you know the suffering of billions of sentient beings in this world?"
"You don't know! I don't know!"
Facing Zhang Jue's hoarse shouts, Liu Jian stood silently and did not answer immediately.
On the other hand, Liu Bei beside him shouted flatly: "Rebellious thief, how can the mighty Han Dynasty be allowed to slander you with your words!"
There were also some people who were imprisoned by the party who secretly wrote to Zhang Jiao.
"Yes, there are many people suffering from common people in today's world. However, from ancient times to the present, when it comes to 'light corvee and low wealth', is there anyone better than the Han Dynasty? Compared with the violent Qin, even the Six Kingdoms before Qin, or the Spring and Autumn Period
At that time, the corvee tax in the Han Dynasty was unprecedentedly light."
Liu Bei's voice sounded, bringing him back to reality from his thoughts.
Liu Jian was unmoved. After looking at it for a while, he threw the things back into the box.
"Haha, so his method is wrong. Zhang Jiao...well, failure is doomed."
The only thing he did wrong was that he used the wrong method.
"Three soldiers, but none of them opened the box. I don't know what's inside. Only I can check it myself."
…
Liu Bei stood behind Liu Jian, staring blankly at the scene in front of him, biting his lips, not knowing what to say.
As Liu Jian said, even if Taiping Dao overthrew the Han Dynasty, would the so-called Qingping era come?
Zhang Jiao's goal was wrong. He was only challenging this difficult game. No matter whether he won or lost, everything would still continue in this game.
"Deran, there are some things you need to see!"
But for a person alive in this world, he has no sin or even anything wrong.
Liu Jian smiled and said: "Perhaps Zhang Jiao thought that he would die one day, so he kept these things specially, hoping that whoever found them would report them to His Majesty. Then the government and the public would be shocked, and His Majesty's thunderous wrath would make rivers of blood flow. Then Your Majesty and all the noble families would be shocked.
The faces of each other were completely torn apart, the world was in chaos, and the emperors, generals and ministers were all destroyed?"
It's a letter from Zhang Jiao.
"The Yellow Turban uprising was so big that perhaps they never thought at the beginning that raising tigers would lead to trouble and create a cocoon for themselves. That's what they were talking about."
No matter what Zhang Jiao thought in the end, this was the most honorable death Liu Jian could give him.
Liu Jian immediately followed Liu Bei into the inner room. Liu Bei pointed to the two wooden boxes on the ground.
"puff!"
Zhang Jiao gritted his teeth and looked at Liu Jian: "Why not?"
Zhang Jiao glanced sideways at Liu Bei and sneered disdainfully: 'I know you are just making this argument."
In it, there are letters written by Fang Qushuai to Zhang Jiao, as well as letters written to him by his disciples who were sent to preach in eight states.
"Deran, are these true?" Liu Bei's face looked very ugly.
"Logically speaking, these things should be burned by Zhang Jiao. Why do you deliberately leave them here?"
Liu Jian shook his head: "Leave it to Your Majesty, they will do nothing except provide fire for Your Majesty. Water can carry a boat and capsize it. They are still needed to govern and stabilize the world. If we leave it to Your Majesty, then the world will really
There will be chaos, and the people who rebel will not just be people like Zhang Jiao."
Liu Bei couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this.
"But why do Li Shu still behave like this even though they have light corvee and low taxes? Could it be that the dynasty you Zhang Jiao established collected less taxes than the Han Dynasty?"
"The final outcome of what you call the Huangtian Era is just another big man who bowed his knees to all the tribes in the world, even worse than the big man. That's all."
"What?"
When he said this, Liu Jian drew out his sword, walked up to Zhang Jiao, pressed it against his chest and said: "Zhang Daojun, go ahead, even if you get to Fengdu in Haoli, you have to watch carefully. This world must be...
Someone will cure the stubborn diseases of the Han Dynasty, and the Huangtian scenery you long for will eventually appear in the Han Dynasty! But it will not be called Huangtian."
"You, you are talking nonsense! Pindao is right! Pindao is right!"
What needs to be changed is the rules of the game. Let's change the way we play.
"I know, we all know." Suddenly, Liu Jian spoke.
There are also letters written by members of some prominent local families who secretly exchanged letters with Zhang Jiao before the Yellow Turban Army joined forces in eight states.
"Why not? Haha, you entangled the people, joined forces with eight states, captured Luoyang in one fell swoop, and deposed the Han Dynasty. What happened next? You were instigated by a prominent family to overthrow the Han Dynasty. Don't you give it any benefit? Let me ask you, Zhang
Under the horns, who can set taxes? Who can decide national policies, who understands the operation of the country, who can legislate laws, who can understand business practices? Who can communicate with foreigners?"
Zhang Jue suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, and the miserable bright red color spread beside the bed, which was shocking and moving.
"How can the people under your Yellow Turban support this world! In the end, in the end, you are still controlled by the insects of all the states in the world. You overthrew the Han Dynasty. You only destroyed its form, but the real thing inside
You can't change the shortcomings!"
Liu Bei was surprised when he heard this: "He actually still has such evil thoughts?"
"It's true."
Liu Bei clenched his fists tightly and said: "For the benefit of all ethnic groups and to lift the shackles of the party, these people have gone so crazy?"
"It's so important that I didn't ask anyone to take it out in the inner room."
Zhang Jue died in the end, and he died under Liu Jian's sword. There was no humiliation or torture, he was just killed with one sword.
"The number of homeless people is increasing day by day, there are hordes of gangsters who have lost their land, the people are without fruit, and the common people are suffering. We all know these. Although my surname is Liu, I am not from a high-ranking royal family. The two of us have lived in border counties for a long time. These things you mentioned
, my brother knows everything."
Liu Jian opened each envelope...
"What should we do? Burn it to the ground?"
Liu Bei sighed softly and said, "Give these to Your Majesty?"
For this dynasty, he is guilty.
It even includes some prominent families.
Liu Jian said coldly: "Your method is wrong."
Zhang Jue was not the beginning of all the turmoil. In fact, the turmoil had already started. Zhang Jue was just a representative of the lowest class Li Shu who stood up to resist the serious injustice of this world.
"You didn't even smooth out the relationship in detail, so you started an uprising, and you also conspired with the high sect to plan the eight-state linkage! Let me ask you, you secretly colluded with those people to overthrow the Han Dynasty, and what you established
Will the Age of Huangtian really come?"
After Liu Jian opened the wooden box, he found that everything inside was filled with slips and silk.
"Let's keep it, transport it back to our hometown, keep it tightly, and seal it with paint so no one can tamper with it. We'll see if it's useful later. Who else has seen these things besides you?"
Liu Jian reached out and patted Liu Bei on the shoulder: "Brother, after seeing this, do you think differently than before?"
Liu Bei nodded slowly: "But if these things are burned, everything about the Yellow Turban incident will be fully understood. This may be a good thing for the world."
"Brother, have you ever seen a man confronting a wolf with a knife? The wolf already wants to hurt people and eat human flesh. If a person throws away the knife in his hand and wants to reconcile with the wolf, do you think the wolf will not eat human flesh?
"
"This..." Liu Bei was speechless when he heard this.
"Brother, let me tell you, you can't throw the knife, but you can't kill it at will, otherwise it may attract the wolves to retaliate, but you must use the knife as a deterrent, and then you must find whips, bones, sticks, chains, or beat or
Smoking, taming or feeding bones, taming wolves into dogs is the right way to solve the problem!"