I am a boss in the Three Kingdoms [System]

When Xun Yu woke up, it was the beginning of the Xu Dynasty.

There was still a dull pain in the back of his neck, and he was groggy and not very energetic.He sat up and looked around, looking at the strange decorations in the room, hesitantly said: "This is..."

The words were not finished, and the voice was indescribably hoarse and difficult.

"It's the guest room in my house," someone on the side replied, "I was afraid they would be worried, so I didn't send you back to the Xun Mansion."

It's Miren.

Xun Yu's heart relaxed, and most of the tired look on his brow disappeared: "Thank you Zisu."

"There's no need to thank you and me," Mi Yan poured him a cup of warm tea, "Besides, I knocked you out, you don't blame me."

As he spoke, he handed the tea to Xun Yu: "Wen Ruo, drink some water first."

Xun Yu set his eyes on the teacup in front of him.A moment later, he was attracted by the hand holding the cup.The bare hands are long and slender, with strong bones, glowing with a warm jade luster in the faint candlelight.

When Mi Yan called him again in doubt, Xun Yu came back to his senses.

He used the movement of drinking water to cover up the unnaturalness just now.After drinking a cup of tea, the throat feels much more comfortable.

"I'm the one who feels sorry," Xun Yu smiled wryly, "...I was too impulsive at the time."

Affected by his emotions during the day, he actually drew his sword and wanted to rush into the palace and kill the ten servants.Not to mention whether this matter can be achieved, this move alone is enough to bring disaster to the Xun family.

The impulse faded like a tide, and it was only after returning rationally that I realized the fear.Fortunately, Mi Yan directly knocked him out, and didn't make him do something irreparable.

Mi Yan didn't speak.

He reached out and patted Xun Yu's shoulder as a comfort.

A suppressed voice came from Xun Yu's throat: "That child..."

Mi Yan sighed: "The three of them have been arrested and imprisoned, and they will be executed at a certain date, which can be regarded as revenge for that child."

They are not the ones who can't survive to eat, but because they can only eat until they are half full each time, and they are greedy for meat, so they stare at the child.

This is pure evil, growing gradually under the law of disorder.

Mi Yan sighed: "I have also sent someone to comfort his mother, Wen Ruo must not be too sad."

Xun Yu covered his cheeks with his hands, not wanting Mi Ren to see his distressed expression.A mournful whimper escaped his throat.

Mi Yan gave him a little time to calm down, any words at this moment are pale, and he can only vent it out by himself.

After a while, the servant brought a bowl of rice porridge before he put his hands down.

His eyes were a little red, but his mood was still weak.

Mi Yan handed him the rice porridge: "Don't think too much, just eat something first."

The porridge started cooking half an hour ago, and when Xun Yu woke up, it was just out of the pot, and it had already been boiled very thick.When cooking, put a small handful of green peas and minced bacon, and sprinkle a pinch of minced shallots on top after the pot is out of the pot. The smell is extraordinarily salty and fragrant, enough to arouse anyone's appetite.

Xun Yu smiled bitterly: "I can't eat..."

Before he finished speaking, his stomach sang the opposite tune with a "goo".Xun Yu was silent for a while, and got up to drink porridge.

After drinking the porridge, he seemed to be in a better mood.Most food has such a charm, which can soothe people's wounded hearts.

Seeing Xun Yu finished the bowl of porridge, Mi Yan smiled: "Come out for a walk with me, Wen Ruo."

He was afraid that this person would think too much, and even if he was bored in the room, he would think again.

The two walked out of the room.

The night in September was already cool, and Xun Yufu shivered uncontrollably as soon as he went out.Mi Ren noticed it, and ordered the attendant to fetch a thin cloak and hand it to him.

Xun Yu was taken aback.

He passed through the soft cloak in a trance, and for some reason remembered the warmth of that embrace before he fell into a coma.

But Mi Yan didn't know anything about it, and had already walked away.Xun Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, fastened his cloak and followed Mi Ren's footsteps.

They sat down at last in the gazebo in the garden.

At this time, the bad behaviors that occurred during the disaster relief, and the exhausting struggles in the court have all quietly gone.

They enjoy a moment of peace.

Xun Yu looked up at the silver moon in the sky.

It is so beautiful and so far away, even if he spends his entire life unable to touch it.

They sat for a long time before Mi Yan said: "What are you looking at, Wen Ruo."

"I'm looking at my dream," Xun Yu said bitterly, "I don't know... what's the point of continuing to persist."

The gentry of the Han Dynasty took the world as their own responsibility. Many people have been studying hard for as long as they can remember, and they will enter the officialdom to assist the Han Dynasty after they become talents.In the past, he had always had a firm belief. He thought that the Han Dynasty could wait a little longer, and when he grew up to the point where he could fight against the ten permanent servants, he would support the Han Dynasty to be re-established.

But when he came to Jingluo with Xun Shuang, he saw with his own eyes the injustice suffered by the virtuous ministers this year, the incompetence of the emperor, natural disasters and man-made disasters, and the hardship of the people... He didn't know what else he could persist.

His belief has long been rotten at the root, his persistence for many years is gradually collapsing, and his future is as bleak as fog.

He has nowhere to go.

The most painful thing in the world is this.

Xun Yu looked at the cold moon in the sky, and seemed to be talking to himself: "Is there any hope for the Han Dynasty to be re-established? If... what should I do..."

He once asked Mi Yan this question.He still remembered the mood at that time, sad but with a little hope, completely different from the despair of today.

He heard Mi Yan's answer: "No."

Xun Yu's pupils tightened.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Mi Yan, as if he was meeting this person for the first time, but also as if he didn't know him at all.

"Is it strange?" Mi Yan met his gaze and said calmly, "Actually, you all know the answer to this question very well, but you have been deceiving yourself and others all the time."

Xun Yu was completely stunned.

"It doesn't have to be too painful," Mi Ren said, "The rise, fall and change of the dynasty are just like this chrysanthemum."

Xun Yu's eyes followed his fingertips subconsciously, and landed on the chrysanthemum in the flowerpot beside him: "...Why did Zisu say that?"

"The people are the soil, and the imperial court is the flower plants. They work hard to absorb nutrients from the soil, and after going through wind and rain, they finally bloom into beautiful flowers."

"There can be no flowers in the soil, and it can be worth only one flower, or several; just like the Han Dynasty now dominates the world, just like the history of many countries."

"This chrysanthemum sprouts when it is warm, and decays after the cold autumn. Although it is in full bloom, we have countless ways to destroy it; but even if we use all means to protect it, when it really decays , and we are powerless to undo it.”

"Flowers wither and bloom is the most ruthless law of nature. No matter who it is, it can't stop this fact."

Xun Yu didn't speak for a long while, just staring at the chrysanthemum in a daze.

The moonlight is clear tonight, and this flower is bathed in the silver gray of the cold moon, showing a desolate withered yellow.Its outstretched petals have withered and rotted, and they seem to be scattered.

Anyone can see that its flowering period is over and it is about to wither.Before long, its branches will rot and gradually decay into the soil.

Xun Yu had a very sad look on his face, and wanted to reach out and touch the flower.Before his fingers touched it, a gust of cold wind suddenly blew from the north, causing many petals to scatter in all directions.

Xun Yu was suddenly awakened, and suddenly withdrew his fingertips.

Flowers bloom and wither, repeating year after year.But the garden is full of chrysanthemums, and none of them can become a Han Dynasty.

Xun Yu understood this truth.

This is an extremely cruel, but true truth.

The expression on his face seemed to be a smile, not a cry, "The Han Dynasty is dead, what is the meaning of our existence as a subjugated minister?"

Mi Yan shook her head.

His eyes moved from Xun Yu's face to the flowers that had not completely withered, and his tone was indescribably gentle: "Did you see it?"

Xun Yu asked in a daze, "What did you see?"

Mi Yan stretched out her hand and nodded somewhere: "You are here."

Xun Yuyou was stunned.

He saw the flower/heart after the petals withered, finally revealing a small fruit with densely packed tiny flower seeds embedded in it.

"Although the flower is withered, it has bred countless seeds to inherit its legacy." In his ears, a gentle voice was covered with extremely firm power, "gathering the aura of heaven and earth, and gathering the essence of the Han Dynasty. Just one opportunity, you can Go everywhere and take root."

"But what's the use of that?" Xun Yu seemed to be in a dead end, almost giving up on himself, "Flowers bloom and wither, and the cycle goes back and forth, just like the cycle of dynasties you told me back then, isn't it all in vain?"

Now it was Mi Ren's turn to be startled.

He looked into Xun Yu's eyes.Those eyes, which were used to being as bright as stars, suddenly lost their focus at this moment.

Sure enough, he is still a young man, Mi Eren thought.

He stretched out his hand to hold Xun Yu's wrist, and led him to the study: "Come with me."

After being assassinated last time, he ordered someone to renovate it, and now there are no traces of it.

He found a thin copper wire from the cabinet, and then wound the copper wire into several circles: "I said earlier that history is a circle, and it develops repeatedly and goes back and forth, right?"

Seeing Xun Yu nodding, he stretched out his hand to pinch one end of the copper wire, and pulled it up slightly: "How about we look at it now?"

As he dragged it, the circles formed by the copper wires no longer overlapped, but were distinct and rotated upwards.

Mi Ren put the spiral copper wire into Xun Yu's palm.He slowly said: "The development of history is repeated, but after repetition, it is constantly upward."

"In the beginning people drank blood, then discovered and preserved fire, and now cooking methods are ever-changing; at first people used stone as knives, and later they used bronze for profit, and now the army is full of iron blades; tribes, as for pre-Qin unification of script, standardization of official language, and so on.”

"History develops dialectically. Everyone in the world is moving forward and moving. When these small quantitative changes lead to huge qualitative changes, the class struggle becomes more obvious, and the social structure changes accordingly."

Just as it was a slave society in the early days, it was overthrown and became a feudal society.After that there is a capitalist society, a socialist society, and a communist society.

"The existence of the imperial court is an inevitable choice of history and society, not meaningless."

After he finished speaking, he took a sip of warm tea and waited for Xun Yu to understand and absorb.

The historical dialectics of materialism may be somewhat obscure to Xun Yu.But the words Mi Yan explained tonight are enough, and he can get a glimpse of the deep meaning.

Xun Yu felt that he was bewitched.

Yes, history flows away like a rolling Yangtze River, and a glance is ten thousand years.The glory of the Han Dynasty cannot be repeated, but they, the courtiers of the Han Dynasty, can carry the essence of Han Dynasty governance and scatter all over the world.

As long as you try your best to absorb the nutrients in the soil, you can break out of the shell and bloom new flowers.

These flowers are not from the Han Dynasty, but they carry the shadow of the Han Dynasty, affecting thousands of people and being passed down from generation to generation.

But these essences by no means include the Han royal family.

Whether it is ignorance to follow the Han royal family and swear allegiance to them to the death, even if they are stupid and incompetent to harm the common people;

Xun Yu stared blankly at the small spiral copper wire.

He heard the tall building in his heart collapse suddenly, replaced by a tower.The foundations of the tower have just been laid, and it looks very solid. It will only wait for the time to expand upwards and reach the sky.

This is the tower of faith that Mi Yi rebuilt for him.

"Since the Han Dynasty is full of holes," Xun Yu murmured, "then why don't we build shelters for the people ourselves."

He suddenly came back to his senses, his eyes burst into a strong light, and he gave a big gift to Mi Yan: "Thank you Zisu for your advice, Yu understands what to do next."

Mi Ren hurriedly wanted to help him.

But he didn't get up, and said to Mi Eun with a big obeisance: "Yu already knows Zisu's intention. As long as the king's heart is like mine, Yu will do his best and never leave!"

Mi Ren was taken aback for a moment.

He looked at Xun Yu.The man was still bent over, unable to see the expression on his face clearly.But he understands that once this person decides on something, he will go all the way to the end, and even the top of his head appears stubborn.

He also bowed down, and promised word by word: "I will definitely live up to it, the meaning of lovesickness."