Mixed in the Three Kingdoms as a magic stick

Let's say that Wang Yun accepted the invitation and entered the hall with his stick. When he saw Yan Qing, if he only followed his official position, he should give a big ceremony, but he could be temporarily exempted because he was serving the emperor's edict.

Wang Yun had already passed the year of knowing his destiny. He has white hair and snow beard.

When Wang Yun saw Yan Qing, a look of amazement flashed through Wang Yun's eyes very quickly.

——It is indeed a hero with a dragon and a phoenix, a hero who escapes from the world.

Although he had never dealt with each other when he was in the imperial capital, the good talk of Yan Qing's steady progress and dedication to serve the country has long been spread far and wide, and Wang Yun's reputation of being a gentleman, of course, has also entered Wang Yun's ears.

Out of the mutual admiration of the loyal ministers of the Han Dynasty, Wang Yun did not show resentment and dissatisfaction when Yan Qing suddenly fell ill and hadn't seen him for a long time, and he could even be called amiable.

Wang Yun coughed lightly, and said seriously: "Yan Sikong, please kneel down to welcome the emperor's edict."

"Here."

Yan Qing smiled gently, raised the skirt of her robe respectfully, and bowed down to worship.

"...you are ordered to do things that ordinary people dare not to do in times of crisis. You are the pillar of the country and the minister of the country. I have always known that you are loyal and loyal. Now I feel sorry for the long-term struggle and hard work. Since you have no food, I will give you five grains A hundred dendrobium and fifty bolts of fine cloth are used to keep out the cold winter, and Wang Qing will make good use of them to inspire the brave soldiers..."

There was no shortage of food in Yanqing, but these cloths really solved his urgent need—at least it saved him the effort of sending people to other states and counties to collect food in exchange for cloth for sewing soldiers' robes.

When Yan Qing expressed his gratitude, he couldn't help but feel more sincere in the sincerity and gratitude that he made: "I am grateful to Meng Guoen, and I am eager to repay you, and I dare not pretend to be meritorious. I have received a generous gift from your majesty. I am so terrified that I will repay it with death. I hope that your Majesty will protect the body of the dragon and put the country as the most important thing."

After saying that, Yan Qingfang stood up, took the imperial edict with a bow, ordered someone to keep it properly, and then invited Wang Yun to sit down.

"To tell you the truth," Yan Qing said with a wry smile, "the magistrate of this place absconded in fear of crime, leaving behind a pile of mess. A few days ago, he felt a little sick and couldn't manage the council. Now we have a simple banquet. I hope Lord Wang will forgive me. "

Wang Yun said with a smile: "Yun Muyan Sikong has been beautiful for a long time, and now I can see him. I feel lucky in my life. How can I value Chinese food?"

Yan Qing smiled, saluted Wang Yun with a long bow, held both hands of Wang Yun who was shocked and wanted to avoid it, and said: "My lord Wang is so wrongly respected, but it's really broken."

"In those days, the eunuchs were rampant, but you were the only one who was loyal to His Majesty, exposed the treacherous, and dared to go into battle in person to defeat the Yellow Turban bandits. You are generous and capable, upright and upright, and you are unyielding in spite of suffering and imprisonment. This kind of forbearance and persistence is exactly the demeanor and integrity of a gentleman that we are looking for."

"At the end of the Qing Dynasty, I worked in Yingchuan in the past, but I got lucky. Thanks to His Majesty's attention, I was able to occupy a high position. However, no matter in terms of qualifications and character, they are not as high-spirited as Mr. Wang."

Half of Yan Qing's words were sincere.

Although after overthrowing Dong Zhuo's tyranny, Wang Yun turned to killing and indiscriminately, either because he suppressed the complete expansion after a long time, or because he was just stupid Come.

In the early days, whether it was Wang Yun's pretended obedience when he was under Dong Zhuo, he was actually dormant, struggling, and laborious; or in the earlier battles between the party and the party, he faced the eunuch Zhang Rang's persecution without retreating a step, and his ambition was unstoppable. Change, always be loyal and responsible; even if you are old and have been stymied, you still work hard for the Han Dynasty, establish imperial power, make suggestions, stabilize the political situation, eliminate thieves, and devote your whole life.

For these reasons, even after the other party took power, Yan Qing was willing to pay this veteran a respect that matched his virtue.

Wang Yun heard Yan Qing's words were sincere, and had to be supported by ironing posts. After taking his seat at the top, he couldn't help thinking about the experience that he had struggled in the court and almost died.

His eye sockets became slightly hot, and he almost shed a few drops of old tears.

Yan Qing patted him lightly on the back, and ordered someone to bring delicious food and wine, but instead of taking a seat at the main seat, he moved the table and sat next to Wang Yun.

Under Yan Qing's deliberate promotion, the old and the young were less than a cup and a cup away.

"Yan Sikong is just recovering from his illness, so don't drink too much." Wang Yun watched Yan Qing's face pale, and couldn't help asking with concern: "Why don't you replace wine with tea?"

Yan Qing followed kindness like a stream: "My lord Wang is so kind, so Qing would be disrespectful."

Wang Yun laughed heartily.

However, he is worthy of being an old-fashioned character who has been in the officialdom for many years. Even if Yan Qing was tempted, behaved just like Wang Yun's temper, and had a sense of mixing with strong alcohol, he could not pry out the specific intention of the other party.

Finally, seeing Wang Yun lying drunk and unconscious at the desk, Yan Qing sent his own guards to carry him into a sedan chair and send him back to the mansion.

"how?"

As soon as Wang Yun was sent away, Yan Qing didn't raise his head, he took a sip of hot tea and asked seemingly without thinking.

As soon as these words came out, Guo Jia and Jia Xu walked out from behind the screen where the lotus was looking at the willows.

Guo Jia couldn't help sniffing the remaining smell of alcohol in the air, showing a little greed, but still held back: "This Mr. Wang is really good at pretending to be drunk."

Yan Qing smiled: "Oh? How did you see it?"

Guo Jia sighed sadly: "It's a pity that he poured the rare wine into his sleeves and wasted it. Otherwise, how could there be such a strong smell of wine?"

Yan Qing couldn't help laughing: "In this respect, Feng Xiao is indeed an unrivaled expert."

Guo Jia, who was teased, just rolled his eyes unceremoniously.

Yan Qing ignored him, and continued with a smile: "I really appreciate his loyal way of serving as a minister. It's just that he is so wary this time. I'm afraid that the comer is not good, and his scheme is not small. ah."

Before Guo Jia could speak, Jia Xu, who had been silent on the sidelines, suddenly said, "Xu has the guts to ask my lord something."

Yan Qing suppressed the joke on his face: "Sir, please tell me."

Jia Xu said indifferently: "I don't know what my lord thinks, is Wang Yun an official of His Majesty or Yuan Kai's official?"

Yan Qing thought for a while: "If my prediction is correct, it must belong to His Majesty."

It is worth mentioning that it is also quite interesting that as early as Wang Yun was framed, imprisoned, and almost killed, it was Tai Fu Yuan Kui, General He Jin and Situ Yang Ci (who was later replaced by Wang Yun). Only by writing a letter and pleading for him was he saved from the imminent death penalty.

The leaders of the two incompatible factions, the eunuch and the gentry, all stood up for Wang Yun and saved his life.

Wang Yunfei is a person who does not repay favors. This can be seen from the fact that he did not hesitate to take up the post of Zhonglang after he was called into the palace.

However, Liu Bian, His Majesty today, is of the blood of the He family; Yuan Kai, who is fighting against him for the power of the court, is another benefactor of Wang Yun.

It was precisely because Yan Qing knew these layers of relationships that he hesitated for a moment at the beginning.

But once you think about Wang Yun's behavior in Dong Zhuo's abolition of the emperor and poisoning of Liu Bian, he did not speak too much, but continued to defend the new emperor Liu Xie, it is not difficult to understand that Wang Yun's most loyal person is the one who actually sits on the throne. On the throne, His Majesty the Emperor who owns the country.

Thinking about it this way, there is a reasonable explanation for Wang Yun's straightforward behavior of showing kindness to him, a royalist who had turned against the Yuan family and had hatred for reputation.

Jia Xu nodded: "Although it is difficult to know Wang Yun's plan, it is not difficult to see that he is the one who asks for others, and he must be the one who can't hold his breath first. My lord, there is no need to be restless and speculate, just stop calmly. "

Yan Qing breathed a sigh of relief, no longer worried, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wen He's words are very true."

It was Wang Yun who came over rashly and made such a fuss again, which made him vigilant, so he couldn't ask for Diao Chan to give it to Lu Bu.

At this stage, he just wants to make a fortune in silence, and he doesn't want to use this pitifully small amount of capital to participate in the chaos in Luoyang.

Guo Jia rolled his eyes and said with a smile: "If you want Jia to tell you, I suspect that he is probably colluding with the lord, but it is actually a surveillance and inspection."

Yan Qing raised her eyebrows: "Oh?"

Guo Jia narrowed his eyes: "Master."

After Yan Qing took a serious look, he leisurely closed the folding fan in his hand, and tapped lightly on the desk with the bamboo bone, making a clear and crisp sound.

Just listen to Guo Jia's meaningful words: "The world cannot be without a king for a day."

The aristocratic faction headed by Taifu Yuan Wei, no matter how powerful it seems at present, it will not be able to surpass the emperor after all.

Now that Liu Bian is young, he doesn't have the real strength to take charge, and his biological mother, Empress Dowager He, who is extremely trusted by him, is just a short-sighted harem woman.

Just now there was a situation where the gentry was in full swing and the relatives were sluggish.

But as far as Liu Bian is concerned, if he does not announce that Huangfusong and Gai Xun, who are stationed in the suburbs of Beijing, will come to Beijing just to cheer him up, but if they are willing to hold back and grow up gradually, sooner or later they will be able to force Mrs. Fu and the others returned power to him.

No matter how powerful the courtier is, as long as he has no determination to usurp the throne for a day, won't the emperor have the final say on whether to live or die?

On the other hand, the emperor, even if Liu Bian was as stupid and cruel as his father Han Lingdi, as long as he didn't meet Dong Zhuo, a warlord who didn't follow common sense and played cards out of control, there would be no waste. Set up the matter of poisoning.

A flash of light flashed in Yan Qing's mind, and he asked, "Did the Yuan family fall for King Chen Liu's idea?"

Guo Jia nodded.

Both Liu Bian and Liu Xie are the blood of the late emperor. Even before the death of Emperor Ling, the heir he preferred in his heart was not the current reigning Liu Bian, but Liu Xie.

It's a pity that Empress Dowager He joined forces with General He Jin, so that Emperor Ling failed to fulfill his wish - the most loyal servant, Jian Shuo, was executed before the matter was accomplished, and the former Empress Dowager Dong who raised Liu Xie was also poisoned and killed by He Jin.

Liu Xie, who has no father, no mother, and no other relatives, is completely helpless and has no choice but to rely on his enemies.

In terms of the legitimacy of succession, Liu Xie really has nothing to criticize.

From the Yuan family's point of view, Liu Xie's age is a few years younger than Liu Bian's, and he is more suitable to be supported and be a little puppet.

If Liu Xie is smart, he might as well be in power in the future. After all, with the merits of being a dragon, he can also protect the transcendence and dignity of the Yuan family.

And the emperor without the help of his relatives can rely on these court ministers from aristocratic families?

Thinking of this, Yan Qing couldn't help laughing: "The Yuan family's calculations are very good. It's just that although they have such thoughts, they don't have the guts to risk the disgrace of the world!"

Guo Jia shook his head and said, "The Yuan family cherishes their reputation, so naturally they wouldn't make such a provocative move. But if others insist on going their own way, and they just push the boat along in secret, wouldn't it make a big difference?"

Yan Qing continued indifferently: "It's just that the Yuan family can't do anything else, and the rumors of leaking are top-notch. I don't know which concubine of his concubine leaked this secret, so that His Majesty's people knew about it. His Majesty was quite worried, so he sent Wang Yun here. It is not only to win over, but also to guard against me and King Chen Liu secretly plotting against Chen Cang, and by the way exacerbate the conflict between me and the Yuan family, so as to save us from shaking hands and making peace?"

Guo Jia stroked his palms lightly: "I'm afraid the methods involved are far less gentle than what the lord thinks."

He paused for a moment, and then wrote lightly: "If it wasn't for this, how could His Majesty be willing to send so much money and food just by relying on the paper? You don't need to be too sympathetic to him."

Yan Qing casually hummed, and smiled coldly: "All right, I'm not afraid of them coming, but I'm afraid they won't come."

Yo.

Guo Jia's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help whistling.

——It’s just that this move was too frivolous. As soon as the sound was blown, Jia Xu, who couldn’t bear it anymore, secretly bumped him hard with his elbow.