The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Fortunately, he never regretted it.

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There is only one chapter, everyone go to bed early...

Chapter Ninety Nine

Heavy snow falls, from the year to the end of the year.

After the dead of winter, it is a new year.

Outside the city of Chang'an, the grass grows and warblers fly, and after the heavy snow melts, many green buds emerge from the ground. Even the white cherry tree in the center of the Xifu courtyard is dotted with many budding flowers on the tip of its branches.

In early February, the spring sun is warm.

Children go out to release paper kites, laughing and chasing after them, weeping willows sway gracefully in the spring breeze, spring returns to the earth, and everywhere is full of vitality.

In the General's Mansion, Lu Zhuan sat where his father used to sit. His youthful face, after this period of experience, looked a little more mature and tired.

He lowered his head to read the bamboo slips on the desk, and from time to time he would pick up a pen to make a note.

If you are tired, you can pass the bitter plum soup next to you, just take a sip, and you will be refreshed again.

Since returning to Chang'an, Lu Zhuan has taken over the heavy responsibility from Xi Ce and started to rectify and select officials.Lu Zhuan had almost no idea how the huge imperial machine should work, but luckily he asked in detail and was willing to ask people everywhere for advice.

Veteran officials of the Han Dynasty such as Yang Biao and Liu Pu, who had already resigned from office and retired at home, were also moved by Lu Zhuan's sincerity, and passed on his decades of court experience and how to deal with some business cases to him. This young offspring.

During the past few months, Lu Zhuan had very little rest time, almost none.Even if he was lying on the bed late at night, his mind was still running non-stop, thinking about the various plans presented by Xin Pi, Hua Xin and others.

During the first period of time, Lu Zhuan only felt that his mind was about to explode.

This is like a child who has just started school, but faced with a lot of functional equations, he has no way to start.

Lu Zhuan forced it into his head, he made up his mind not to disappoint his father and uncle, so as long as he still has the breath, he will fight to the end with these troublesome problems.

After two months of running-in, the vacant officials were finally filled.Moreover, I also have a preliminary understanding of all the positions and functions of the Han Dynasty.

Even if I encounter some difficult problems again, I dare not say that I can handle them at my fingertips, but at least I won't be in a hurry like I was at the beginning.

During this period, Lu Zhuan and his father passed several letters, saying that there is no worry in Guanzhong, so that his father need not worry.When he returns triumphantly in the future, his son will go out of the city ten miles to meet him.

At the same time, Lu Zhuan also concealed Xi Ce's illness.

It's sunny outside and it's springtime.

When Lu Zhuan was tired of reading Zhezi, he would get up and go outside for a walk, strolling in the courtyard, and bathing in the bright and gentle sunshine.Whenever he thinks of the happy time when he was a child with his elder sister and younger brother releasing paper kites in the yard, the corners of his mouth can't help showing a peaceful smile.

At noon, Lu Zhuan was eating in the mansion. He held chopsticks in his left hand and a bowl in his right hand. The dishes in front of him were simple, only half a bowl of meat and two vegetables.

Now that the war is tight, he saves as much as he can, and tries his best to raise military supplies for the front line.

As the saying goes, if you are not in charge of your family, you don't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are.

Only when you sit in this position, you will know that everything is difficult.

After a while, the manager of the mansion came to report, saying that someone from the opera house had come, and asked the young master to come over.

Hearing this, Lu Zhuan remembered that he hadn't gone to the theater to pay his respects to his uncle for quite some time.

In fact, this is not to blame for Lu Zhuan. These days, he is so busy that he is dizzy and has a lot of affairs on his body. He can't wait to use twelve hours a day as 24 hours.

The opera house took the initiative to come here, it must be something important.

Lu Zhuan only moved two chopsticks, he was not full at all, but he didn't delay, put down the bowl and chopsticks, and called the servants to come in to clean up, while he got up and left the hall, and went to the theater.

When he came to the theater, the steward of the mansion stood at the door, as if he was waiting for Lu Zhuan.After seeing Lu Zhuan, he hurriedly took him to the location where Xi Ce was.

Turning around the corridor, passing by the water pavilions and pavilions, Lu Zhuan came to the garden where the play is recuperating.

After striding into the room, I realized that there were quite a few people inside.

Da Si Nong Wei Ji, Shang Shulang Zhang Yuan, Chang'an Ling Du Ji, Yushi Doctor Hua Xin, Zuo Lang Shu Xin Pi, and more than a dozen confidant officials are all here.

Seeing Lu Zhuan, these current pillars of the imperial court did not dare to neglect in the slightest, and bowed to salute one after another.

Everyone has seen Lu Zhuan's hard work and devotion during the past few months. They also greatly appreciate and fully support this eldest son.

Lu Zhuan returned the salute, and then strode forward.

When he saw Xie Tse lying slumped on the soft couch, his whole body froze.

The man lying on the bed had a dark face and a haggard appearance. There was a thick layer of bags under the eyes, his lips were dry and white, and his eyes were formed into a thin slit. He didn't know whether he was open or closed.

The strands of white strands in the hair on the temples, which haven't been washed and washed, look more than ten years old.

"Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

Sitting in front of the couch, Lu Zhuan stretched out his hand to hold the emaciated palm that was placed outside the bed, his eyes were sour, and he felt an indescribable pain in his heart.

"Young master, you are here."

Xi Ce opened his eyes a little bit, and the eyes that were deep in the past had dimmed a lot.

Seeing that Xi Ce was tormented by illness like this, Lu Zhuan couldn't sit still, he stood up immediately and started to set off, "Uncle, nephew, I will go and invite the best doctor for you!"

Xi Ce stretched out his hand to grab Lu Zhuan's wrist, shook his head slightly, motioning him to sit back on the bed.

Lu Zhuan couldn't bear it, and finally sat down again.

"In the past few months, you have handled all the affairs in Guanzhong very well. You have not disappointed me and your father. I am very pleased. I believe that in the future, even if I am gone, you will be able to handle everything in an orderly manner. .”

A faint smile appeared on Xi Ce's face, his lips parted and his voice was very low.

Fortunately, there was no other sound in the whole room, and everyone in the room could hear it clearly.

"Uncle, please don't say such sad words..." Lu Zhuan said urgently.

Xi Ce knew that Lu Zhuan was worried about him, but he had no fear of death, so he said very calmly: "I know my body is coming to an end, so I called you here."

"I don't have anything to entrust you with the affairs of the court, and you should go on your own in the future."

"uncle."

Lu Zhuan shouted full of emotion, his eyes were covered with mist before he knew it.