Poor Ghost Up and Down 2000

It wasn't until the next day's noon, just before sunset, that the fire gradually subsided, and only a few places were still burning.

Soldiers walked among the ruins, and while fighting the fire, they would check from time to time to see if there were any usable things that had not been burned.

"This Dong Zhuo is decisive."

Sun Jian stood in front of the fire and frowned. He never thought that Dong Zhuo would burn Luoyang and retreat.

I thought there would be a tough battle before Luoyang, but I didn't expect Dong Zhuo to retreat as easily as if he was planning to retreat, giving up the Central Plains and Luoyang.

But now the princes are afraid that they will no longer be willing to chase after him. First, Dong Zhuo's soldiers stood firm at various passes, and secondly, the princes have raised their troops so far. Except for this dead city, they have not received any benefit.On the contrary, it may be scolded by the world because of this fire.

Troops and supplies are being consumed day by day, and if Dong Zhuo is pursued again, Chang'an is easy to defend and difficult to attack, and it will take a lot of money to capture Chang'an, and who knows if Dong Zhuo will go crazy and lose Chang'an, making them lose more than they gain?

And then the most important point, Dong Zhuo's retreat was to show weakness and leave the Central Plains empty.At this time, what the princes were thinking about was how to fight for the territory in the next step, and no one would care about Dong Zhuo any more.

Thinking about it like this, the internal fighting among the princes is about to begin, Sun Jian watched the fire in Luoyang City.

It's time for him to think about what to do next.

"General!"

While he was in a daze, a soldier suddenly yelled in the distance.

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Chapter 337 : If you find valuables, you should hand them over to the police

In front of a ruin covered by broken wooden beams, Sun Jian walked up to the soldiers.

"What's the matter?"

"General." The soldier looked strange, turned his head to look at Sun Jian, and moved aside: "There is something strange here."

Different color?Sun Jian was stunned for a moment, and lowered his head to look at the ruined wall in front of the soldier, among the layers of broken wood, a strange brilliance came into his eyes.Such is the brilliance reflected by the jade, but it is different from ordinary ones, and there is a dark feeling, which makes him unable to explain.

Sun Jian drew out the saber from his waist, cut off the beam covering it with one blow, and put his hand into it.

The scorched charcoal shards slipped from Sun Jian's hand, and in his hand was a piece of Fang Yu wrapped in half a piece of cloth.

Life is strange, the fire burned the city, and the half piece of cloth on this square jade has no trace of being burned at all.

Frowning, Sun Jian lifted the cloth covering Fang Yu, and Fang Yu was exposed, reflecting a clear light, illuminating Sun Jian's face for a moment.

In the clear light, Sun Jian stared blankly at the Fang Yu in his hand. The Fang Yu looked like a seal, and one corner of it seemed to have been cracked, and it was inlaid with gold and stones as a patch.

The soldier on the side looked at the seal and suddenly thought of what it was, pointing to the seal and stammering.

"General, this, could it be?"

The appearance of this seal is very similar to the rumored one, or exactly the same.

Sun Jian raised his hand, and without letting the soldier say anything, he looked down at the jade in his hand.

"Destiny shows, and we will fight hard?"

The Jade Seal passed on to the country, inherits the lineage of the country, and whoever gets it wins the world.

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Dong Zhuo set fire to Luoyang, such a horrific news spread throughout the world in just a few days, together with Qi Mo when the princes crusade against Dong Zhuo.

When the feudal lords rose up together, they were very powerful, but after the rise of troops, there were no results. There were only a few battles with Dong Zhuo outside Hulao Pass, and at most only a few princes participated in the battle. Most of the time, they could only hear news that the princes stood still.

Now there is news of Luoyang being burned, and there are endless voices of contempt for the princes and uselessness among the market.

It can be said that Dong Zhuo's fire made all the princes lose their will to fight. They didn't come here for any righteousness, but for profit.Now that there is no profit to be made and the infamy is a burden, few people want to fight this battle anymore.

In a thatched courtyard next to the countryside, the thatched cottage is crude and unable to keep out the cold. Although it is covered with straw curtains, sitting in the hall still feels a bit cold.

Sitting in the hall was a young man in white, holding a book in his hand and carefully flipping through it, frowning from time to time in thought.

It must have encountered some problem that he couldn't understand, and he couldn't think about it, so he sighed helplessly, picked up a pen and wrote down the problem in another book.

A gust of wind blew across the hall, the wind was like the collar, making people chill, and the boy raised his head from the book.Looking outside, it was a little cold.

Standing up, he took another piece of clothing from the side of the hall and put it on himself.

While wearing clothes, he heard footsteps and calls coming from the courtyard.

"Brother Zhong." A boy in a short shirt opened the straw curtain and looked at the boy in white.

They were Zhuge Jun and Zhuge Liang who lived in Nanyang.

"Brother Zhong, I have inquired about Luoyang in the city."

Zhuge Jun saluted, walked into the hall and said.

"Oh?"

Zhuge Liang showed a little interest in his eyes, walked to the table and sat down, pointing in front of him.

"Sit down and talk."

The two sat at the table, Zhuge Liang closed the book on the table and put it aside, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea and handed it to Zhuge Jun.

"Tell me, how is Luoyang?"

"Brother Xie Zhong."

Zhuge Jun took the teacup, took a sip, and said that there was not so much restraint and courtesy between the two of them.

"Dong Zhuo forced the capital to be moved to Chang'an. Before he left, he removed all the people in Luoyang City, took away all the gold and jade in the palace, and then burned Luoyang. Today's Luoyang City is already a dead city. When they moved away, the people were driven away by soldiers and horses on the way, and most of them were trampled to death."

Zhuge Jun's face was solemn, Luoyang was once the capital, and it has become such a scene, it is really hard for people to say it easily.

"Sure enough." Zhuge Liang muttered to himself, as if he had expected it.

Zhuge Jun was not surprised by Zhuge Liang's attitude, he was already used to it.

Although his brother Zhong hardly ever goes out, he can always predict what's going on beyond the mountain.

"What about the princes?" Zhuge Liang asked with a frown.

Zhuge Jun was silent for a while, then looked at the teacup in his hand, and said softly: "The princes have put down their flags and drums, and they have stayed in Luoyang so far and have not pursued them. It seems that they have plans to retreat."

Sit at the table.

Zhuge Liang put down the teapot, shook his head for a while, and said, "The general trend is irreversible."