Qing Song Xun Ling [Three Kingdoms]

Walking over slowly, Xi Zhicai glanced around and was even more sure that this place was just a dream.

Xuchang is currently in the heat of summer, but the snow here is quite deep, how could it be the same place.

The man opposite Xun Yu seemed to be seriously ill, his hand holding the chess pieces was not very stable, and his coughing did not stop.

Xi Zhicai stood by and looked at Xun Yu who wanted to persuade him to enter the room, but the man just waved his hand and showed no intention of getting up.

"You're not in good health. Wouldn't it be more worrying to be frozen?" Seeing that this man was determined to stay in the yard, Xun Yu frowned and put away the chessboard in front of him, "Go in."

Because there was no one else around, Xun Yu quickly sent the things into the room, and then came back to help people in.

Xi Zhicai stood there without moving, and he was not too surprised knowing that the two people beside him couldn't see him. If he could see him, it would be really incomprehensible.

Not knowing the identity of the person who made Xun Yu extremely nervous, Xi Zhi couldn't see that person's face, so he could only find some traces from the conversation between the two.

He had a hunch that this person was most likely the reason why Xun Yu targeted the court.

Did he stray into Wen Ruo's dream?

I don't know what the situation is now, Xi Zhicai didn't want to delve into it, because he knew that even if he thought about it, he couldn't think of anything useful, so he might as well listen to what the two people next to him said.

If Wen is not someone who can be easily influenced by others, this person's identity is definitely not simple.

Seeing Xun Yu put the hand stove into the man's hand, and then closed all the windows in the room, for fear that a little wind would leak in and blow the man, Xi Zhicai had some subtle feelings in his heart.

He never thought that one day Xun Yu would be so interested in a stranger.

"Don't worry about it. I know this body myself. It won't last for a few days." The man whose face had been shrouded in a layer of mist stopped Xun Yu's next movements, coughed twice helplessly and continued, " It has been Jian'an for 17 years now, you know."

Jian'an 17 years?

Xi Zhicai's heart skipped a beat, and suddenly he had a ridiculous idea.

Xun Yu didn't speak, but just sat down with the slightest force in his hand.

Yes, he understands.

——In the 17th year of Jian'an, Xun Lingjun died of depression in Shouchun.

After being silent for a while, Xun Yu still did not hold his breath. Although it was not the first time he saw this person in a dream, he still never dared to ask the questions that bothered him.

It has been 17 years since Jian'an, and if there is no accident, it is probably the last time they will meet.

Xun Yu never thought that one day he would really meet this talented Wang Zuozhi who worked so hard for Cao Cao but died alone away from the center of power.

He is Xun Yu, not Xun Yu.

To this day, he has long been unable to tell which memory is the most important to him.

"You have also seen the situation in Xuchang. Even if the opportunity is given to the little emperor, the great opportunity is given to the court, he still can't grasp it. So, is Lingjun still unwilling to give up?"

Xun Yu's voice was a little hoarse, he had the memories of the past since he was born, so even with Xun's teachings, he still couldn't understand the idea of ​​this man who dedicated himself to death for a big man.

"This is the end of the matter, why not give up."

With a somewhat weak voice came from the opposite mouth, he has followed Cao Mengde for 21 years since the incident, and if he could give up, he would not have come to where he is today.

He is a Hanchen, and even though the Han Dynasty is over, he still carries the seal of the Han Dynasty.

Maybe it was too long in the rear, he couldn't remember when he saw that Cao Mengde had the ambition to become emperor, but no, he couldn't do it and just watched the Han Tong fall.

After so many years of persistence, they are trying to restore peace to the world. If the world is in turmoil, why should the people be blamed?

It is hard to tell who is right and who is wrong now, he and Meng De have chosen two paths, and there is no going back.

Putting his hand to his lips and coughing a few more times, looking at the other self on the opposite side, Xun Lingjun smiled relievedly, "I don't know where you come from, and it is different from what is written in the book, no matter what, Yu's life is worth it! "

"You don't have to..."

His voice was a little rough, Xun Yu understood that everything this man knew came from a book, but the writing on it was half true and false, so it was not suitable for him to read, especially when he and Cao Cao had just had a falling out.

This person is already suffering enough, what should he think when he sees that he was put to death by the lord who has been with him for half his life?

"The book is all fiction. You two have worked together for many years, so you should know what kind of person he is."

"I can tell which is real and which is fake, so don't worry."

A chuckle over there made Xun Yu put aside all his previous worries. Yes, he has been with Cao Gong here for 21 years. Although there are differences now, they will definitely not write in that book. like that.

From the first time we met and saw the name of the book, Xun Yu felt that this world was a bit strange, because he had heard that name before.

At that time, Dong Zhongying was talking nonsense, talking about "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and was killed by an empty food box, isn't that what was recorded in it.

Fortunately, he won't take it seriously, and neither will this person.

"The Han Dynasty has already fallen, Cao Gong is respected by the world, even if the emperor opposes it, I am afraid it will not change anything."

"so what?"

Taking a sip of tea, Xun Lingjun spoke indifferently. He was loyal to Cao Cao's talent and ability, but even more loyal to the country of the Han Dynasty.

When Cao Mengde went out to fight, Xun Wenruo guarded not only Cao Cao's rear, but also the country and society of the Han Dynasty.

Bow down and die.

The two have been together for so many years, and neither of them is willing to give up lightly. Cao Mengde has ambitions, and he also has his persistence.

Cao Cao wanted to be the Duke of Jin and Wei, and received the gift of Jiuxi. The next step was to directly force the emperor to abdicate and proclaim himself emperor. He could not just watch these things happen.

After all, he and Cao Cao are not the same people now.

"Even so, the body is always your own, why do you bother yourself so much?"

I couldn't understand it, so Xun Yu didn't plan to persuade him anymore. If he could persuade him, this person wouldn't just stay silent in Shouchun.

However, the man only chuckled lightly, not paying any attention to this sickly body.

"If I don't die, he will be unable to move an inch."

With a low sigh, Ling Jun put down the cup in his hand, and hugged the stove tightly as if feeling cold.

He followed Cao Cao all the way to conquer Yanzhou, break Zhangxiu, capture Lu Bu, take Xuzhou, resist Yuan Shao, and then unified the north, conquered Liu Biao in the south, and he could see that Cao Cao was dedicated to the people.

Cao Mengde believed in him, and no matter where he went, he would hand over the rear to him. He never failed Cao Mengde's trust. Cao Mengde was homeless.

Between the two of them, no one is wrong, this is a dead end.

To break this situation, there is only one way now, and that is his death.

Cao Mengde can see for him what he can't see while alive. If one of the two is destined to be disappointed, let him come.

"He has his ideas, and I have my pursuits."

The literati are proud, but that's all!

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