If we were to say who had the worst luck in the late Han Dynasty, Liu Bian, the Young Emperor of the Han Dynasty, would definitely be ranked number one.
In history, as soon as he ascended the throne, he suffered from the Shi Changshi Rebellion and was subsequently killed by Dong Zhuo. Although Wang Yiyuan changed his fate in the game and allowed Liu Benduo to survive for two years, from the perspective of the situation,
Said, this old man's bad luck continues.
"Your Majesty, can we find a more secluded place..."
After all, the palace is Dong Zhuo's territory.
The place where Liu Bian plays the piano is a small rain-sheltered pavilion on the Hongtai. It is transparent from all sides, and others can see what is going on inside at a glance.
If someone found out that he and Liu Bian were chatting here, the consequences would be disastrous.
"It doesn't matter, it's safe here."
I saw Liu Bian gently shaking his head.
"Since my last escape was discovered by Dong Zhuo, Dong Zhuo removed all my attendants, leaving only one Da Changqiu who was beside Empress Dowager Dong to serve me, or to monitor me."
"But I like to play the piano in the middle of the night. This old guy can't bear it physically and has already fallen asleep now."
Wang Yiyuan suddenly felt a little guilty.
I should have acted more gently just now.
Too miserable.
The majestic king of a country, but there is only an old eunuch serving him, not even a maid.
It almost makes people cry when they see sadness.
"How is Brother Xie? Has he grown taller? Does he miss me? How is he doing outside?"
Speaking of which, Liu Bian has not had contact with outsiders for a long time.
Liu Bian's only role was to act as a mascot, showing his face at court meetings that required the emperor's attendance, or at some sacrificial ceremonies. The rest of the time, he could only live in Changle Palace and could not leave.
The walls of the deep palace isolated Liu Bian from the rest of the world. Suddenly he heard the news about his long-lost brother. Liu Bian was overjoyed. He grabbed Wang Yiyuan's hand and asked like a barrage of questions.
Wang Yiyuan was also caught off guard by Liu Bian's sudden enthusiasm.
"This is a letter from His Royal Highness King Chenliu to His Majesty. Your Highness is very good."
"The old thief Dong Zhuo was defeated by the coalition of 19 princes and fled west to Chang'an. Your Highness is very concerned about you," Wang Yiyuan said, taking out the brocade handkerchief full of handwriting from his backpack, "This is Your Highness
This handwritten letter is specially entrusted to me to be delivered to you on a special trip."
"Please take a look."
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"Dear brother:
I miss you so much!
I'm fine. Lord Zhijinwu Wang Yiyuan has always supported me and helped me.
At present, there are rebellions all over the country. Dong Zhuo, Yuan Shao, Yuan Shu, and Cao Cao all have evil intentions. They say they want to help the Han Dynasty, but in their hearts they are just thinking about small things. Fortunately, Wang Yiyuan helped me contact Da Zongzheng Liu Yu.
He is willing to help us revive the Han Dynasty.
Brother, please wait patiently in the enemy camp. I have already contacted Da Zongzheng and am ready to rescue you at any time. In addition, Da Zongzheng also told me that there is a spy for us in Dong Zhuo's internal leadership, but he refused to say who it is.
He will help you anyway.
Please be careful, Ou Doudou, who loves you: Yours sincerely, Liu Xie."
This is of course not the exact words of Liu Xie's letter, but that's the meaning.
Liu Bian was trapped in jail, surrounded only by cold walls and Dong Zhuo's cruel and cruel control. He had long forgotten what warmth felt like in the world. Now, facing the concern of his brother who was far away in a foreign country and was still trying to rescue his brother, his heart felt warm.
It flowed past, then went straight to the forehead, but finally stayed in the eye sockets and turned into gushing tears.
"I am ashamed of my ancestors! I am ashamed of my brother! I am not worthy of being this emperor! Oh my!"
Having an emotional breakdown is not a big deal.
But Liu Bian looked a bit scary like this.
Douda's tears fell like raindrops, and the sound of crying and howling almost drowned out the rumbling thunder outside the window - Wang Yiyuan only felt a buzzing in his head, and the next second it seemed as if there was no sound in the world.
At this moment, Wang Yiyuan finally understood what magic sound brain filling was.
"Your Majesty, take care!"
"Your Majesty, shut up!"
"Your Majesty, if you continue crying, someone will die!"
Can't hear.
The sound was completely suppressed.
The most frightening thing is that even though Wang Yiyuan blocked his ears hard, he still couldn't resist the penetrating power of this magical sound.
As the saying goes, tit for tat, Wang Yiyuan slapped Liu Bian and knocked him unconscious. As a result, Liu Bian's backhand was a sonic skill, and the effect was outstanding.
His head was buzzing, and snowflakes began to flash in front of his eyes. A negative state had already quietly appeared on Wang Yiyuan's face.
[Dizziness·Enhanced Version]: Before the sound stops, you cannot act normally. If you continue in this state for more than one minute, you may die directly.
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Just when Wang Yiyuan was about to lose consciousness, the crying and howling finally stopped.
"Sorry, I'm a little out of control. I have had a loud voice since I was a child..."
It doesn't matter if you lose your composure or not, brother, with your voice, if you keep howling, I might become a pervert.
This is a means of self-protection arranged by dog planners for this unlucky emperor - you know, Liu Bian is really powerless. If he is assassinated by an assassin, he only needs to open his mouth and cry, and he can howl the opponent on the spot.
If you faint, the loud noise will attract nearby Dong Zhuo soldiers to come to rescue you.
"I'm here to repair a book, but I still have to trouble you, Mr. Wang, to work hard again and deliver it to my brother-in-law..."
"Shh!"
Before Liu Bian finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Yiyuan's hand.
I saw Wang Yiyuan lying on the ground, his ears close to the ground, listening carefully to something.
Something seems amiss.
Normally speaking, even if Liu Bian is a poor person whose grandmother is not close to him and whose uncle does not love him, he is still Dong Zhuo's mascot for exercising power.
With such a big movement, unless all the soldiers were stunned by the huge sound, someone should have come over to check, but at the moment there was no movement at all.
Among other things, the old eunuch sleeping nearby should also be here.
But right now, there is no reaction at all.
Wang Yiyuan held his breath. He heard some subtle vibrations coming from the ground, and they were getting more and more numerous and getting closer.
"Someone is coming."
"I know."
But Liu Bian looked strange.
"I saw it."
Sure enough, looking from the top of the Hongtai into the distance, I could see countless firelights shining and quickly gathering here.
"oh."
Damn it, I should have thought of it earlier.
Light travels faster than sound. Especially in the dark, looking at torches is much more reliable than listening to sounds.
The fire approached very quickly, but in the blink of an eye, it was already close to the Changle Palace.
Wang Yiyuan and Young Emperor Liu Bian, who were hiding on the top of Hongtai and eating melons, finally saw clearly the situation below - behind them were hundreds of patrolling soldiers holding torches, but in front of them there was a black shadow running at high speed.