There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

Li Jue ignited the fire letter, and used the flame to slowly ignite another scroll left by Dong Zhuo that called on the generals to assist his son.

His face, in the flames of the burning bamboo slips, looked gloomy and menacing at the moment

"You!" Guo Bang turned pale with shock, and said anxiously, "What are you doing!"

"Shh!"

Li Jue stretched out his finger, gestured at Guo Bang, motioned him to whisper, then looked left and right, saw no one around, and then whispered: "You and I have been fighting with Xiangguo for half our lives, and we have been born and died many times. , he is about to die, do you still want to continue to work for the stupid son of the Dong family?"

Guo Bang stared in surprise, never expecting that Li Jue would say such a thing.

"You and I cooperate to control the government together, get rid of Lu Bu, hold the emperor hostage, and command the world. The Xiliang army and Chang'an will be ours from now on!" Unlimited temptation.

"But, but" Guo Si said hesitantly, "Chang'an still has Li Ru?"

Li Jue smiled and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, we won't withdraw our troops to Chang'an for the time being. After Ma Teng and Han Sui break through Chang'an, they will naturally help me get rid of Li Ru and Xiangguo's stupid son, A Duo , if you don’t want to be with me, then I won’t stop you, but you have to think clearly about how to go from now on! Do you support the emperor yourself, dominate Guanzhong and command the heroes, or continue to be a horse for the surnamed Dong? You are not an idiot when you are a cow, which one is good and which one is bad, I guess I don't need to teach you as a brother, right?"

Li Jue's words pierced Guo Bang's heart like a magic voice.

Support the emperor and dominate Guanzhong

When he was young, he saw him slowly put the scroll of bamboo slips that Li Jue handed him at the beginning into his bosom.

Although Guo Bang didn't say anything, his expression said everything.

A happy smile appeared on Li Jue's face.

Chapter 277 The Beginning of the Competition

Three days later, Dong Zhuo, who had shaken the world for four years, died of illness in Hangu Pass.

He may be a tiger or a wolf in the world's population, or he may be a devil in the world's population, or he may be infamous for thousands of years, but for a dead person, it is no longer important.

The world of heroes fighting for hegemony has officially kicked off.

Xuzhou Army, within the camp of potters

In the handsome tent, the mourning hall had already been set up, and the whole camp was fully decorated with white summoning flags and white silk. Against the backdrop of the oil lamp, Huangfusong's coffin was extraordinarily mournful and solemn.

Right in front of the spiritual seat, a tall man stood quietly.

He was tall, with broad and solid shoulders, his face was a little pale, and there was an indelible sadness in his copper bell-like eyes.

It's Xu Chu.

Suddenly there was a slight sound from behind, it was the sound of footsteps lightly stepping on the sand.

The sound of footsteps gradually came, but no one spoke.

Xu Chu didn't seem to realize that there was only one person who could still come here in such a late night.

The potter has returned from the front line, and he has now changed into plain onyx.

He walked slowly to the spiritual tablet, staring at the cold traditional body on the tablet, his slender and straight body trembling slightly, resisting the severe pain in his heart, with a "plop", kneeling on his knees for a long time.

At this moment, the blue smoke from the incense burner in the handsome tent seemed to be soaked in infinite sadness, the smoke was faint, drifting gently across the white curtains, hovering over the memorial tablet.

It has been raining heavily for days, are these tears from God?

The pottery merchant stared blankly at the memorial tablet, recalling the old scenes of getting along with Huangfusong in the past three years.

His guidance, his teaching, his cultivation, his stubbornness, his charity, his wishes, the more feelings he remembers, the deeper the pain in the potter's heart at this moment.

Thinking of the first time, I didn't want to be called a "world pig" under the guise of being taken advantage of.

He thought of all the scenes of fighting with Wang Yun, Hanoi Siwang and others in Hanoi County with him.

Thinking of the first time, I discussed the art of war with him for nearly two days and two nights.

Thinking of the conquest of Baibo Valley, Huangfusong gave him careful instructions, and he used his banner to frighten the Baibo thieves

The feelings between people are gradually condensed by the accumulation of time, but the accumulated feelings will also turn into unspeakable sadness with the passing of people.

This situation is heartbreaking.

The potter kowtowed in worship, as if today was his first apprenticeship to Huangfu Song.

After three years, things are different and people are different, Yin and Yang are separated between master and apprentice, and life and death are confused.

Drops of tears stained his cheeks, and then splashed down on the ground. Hot tears rolled down from the potter's eyes, and the soil covered them, but they still couldn't express the sadness in his heart.

"teacher"

The last sentence, the teacher, uttered a call from the bottom of my heart, but the sleeping person had closed his eyes forever and could no longer hear it.

I can't hold back my tears, which stain my clothes wet.

Xu Chu walked up to the potter, and pressed his heavy hands on his shoulders forcefully.

"Huangfu said, the world is in chaos, and the three armies are heavy. I ordered you not to mourn for him. After wearing mourning for three days, everything will be as usual, which means that the relationship between master and student is complete. If there is one more day, you will no longer be a master and disciple after death."

When Xu Chu's words fell, tears were already pouring down.

Even at the last moment of his life, Huangfusong was still thinking about the potters.

Teacher, see you in the next life.

The news of Dong Zhuo's death quickly spread to the military camps of the three families.

Now that Dong Zhuo is dead, the crisis in the Guandong will be resolved, and Yuan Shao, Cao Cao and the potters should return to their respective territories.

However, in addition to the good news of Dong Zhuo's death, the Tao merchant snatched the Ferrari from Lu Bu and avenged Dianwei and Zhang He. This incident really made the Tao merchant show his face again.

Before parting, Dian Wei and Zhang He each came to thank the potter.

The pottery merchant was also polite, and directly accepted the admiration of the two of them.

He also deliberately pulled Ferrari out, and slipped around a few times in front of the two of them.

Zhang He and Dian Wei's laughter was about to flow out, little stars appeared in their eyes.

The potter's vanity seems to be fully satisfied at this moment.

It's as if in a later life, I really drove a Ferrari, whistling past in front of the eyes of the crowd at a speed of [-] to [-] mph in the urban area, and then watched the people on both sides of the road one after another. She curled her lips and commented on how unqualified she was.

Very immature behavior, the potter also knows that this kind of behavior is very naive, but it is a cool way to say it.

When I got back, I pulled Diaochan out for a few laps.