Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

The emperor's question made the courtyard quiet for a moment.

Xu Chu kept his waist straight and looked around.

This is a small courtyard, with seven or eight gray-haired pedantic ministers. The last imperial guard left by the prime minister to take care of the emperor's face has only a dozen people here. There is a group of tiger guards behind him, and himself. His majestic body had been praised several times by the Prime Minister, so he said honestly:

"Your Majesty, this idea is a bit difficult."

Liu Xie nodded, and the cowardly look on his face faded a lot unconsciously:

"But I think I still have to give it a try."

Not quite right! Xu Chu subconsciously wanted to draw his sword, but for some reason the previously simple movement was extremely difficult at this time. His strong arms had never felt so heavy.

His body shook, and Xu Chu fell to the ground involuntarily:

"Your Majesty...want to poison someone?"

Even speaking is much more laborious than before.

Liu Xie on the opposite side was not much better. He also fell to the ground, but the various expressions on his face showed that he was well prepared:

"It's not poison, it's just...the remnants of...the ministers that Cao Cao killed in vain. It's called...Ma Fei San."

Liu Xie no longer tried his best to speak, but began to crawl toward Xu Chu with all his hands and feet.

Next to it, the old ministers and guards who obeyed the emperor's orders tightly surrounded the five tiger guards with various objects, including their own bodies.

Liu Xie, who squirmed forward with difficulty, finally pulled out Xu Chu's sword, but he didn't even have the strength to lift the tip of the sword.

The fragrant wind blew against his face, and Liu Xie knew who it was without looking at him. He could no longer feel the sensation in his hand, but he could see the sword being slowly raised, aiming at the throat that had been the couple's common nightmare, and holding it The hilt of the sword is his own hand, and the hand wrapped around it is his wife's hand.

"Bohe."

Fu Shou slowly pressed the tip of the sword down with force to break through the barrier:

"I'm here to help you."

"I'm here to help Taizhong."

Dong Jue touched his right hand, and an inch-long thin blade suddenly appeared in his hand. Then with just a few moves, the roasted chicken and duck on the plate were divided into small portions together with the bones. Then he just turned his hand over, The thin blade has disappeared.

Jia Xu nodded:

"The products made in Yizhou are truly exquisite."

"I once heard that Guan Yu in Jingzhou now has a long-handled sword called the Yanyue Sword. It is extremely sharp and can cut gold and iron like mud. It seems to be true."

Dong Jue smiled, used his chopsticks to code the dishes on Jia Xu's plate, and then said:

"Compared with my Jingzhou Qiangnu, they are all just small things."

After taking two bites of the dish, Jia Xu nodded in conviction:

"That loose powerful crossbow is really unheard of. Zhuge's talent is almost demonic."

"If there is no such thing, the decision of the Prime Minister's Mansion will still take a lot of effort."

"Who doesn't know Jia Taizhong's schemes? He is almost a monster if he is too scheming."

Jia Xu suddenly laughed, shook his head and sighed:

"Gong Xi's talent in speaking is almost demonic. If your master had sent you to Jiangdong in the past, he would have had no worries."

At the same time, Xinpi, who was in a state of confusion, also heard Wei Xi behind him and the people around him laughing and sighing:

"With the help of this thing, there is no need to worry about punishing traitors and rebels."

So Xinpi couldn't help but sigh again.

Early this morning, he went to the Prime Minister's Mansion as usual. As one of the two chief historians, he had to deal with a lot of matters every day, especially now that the Hanoi army had difficulty breaking through the Mengjin Pass guarded by Huo Jun, and his daughter had gone to her husband's brother's house before. The Shangdang where he works has been caught in a war and there is still no news.

Not much was done before Wei Xi and others came in behind him with crossbows in hand.

Chang Shi Wang Bi saw that the situation was not good and died on the spot without saying a word. Then Geng Ji and Sizhi Weihuang, the servants, filed in and took control of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Xin Pi couldn't understand how the imperial guards of the Prime Minister's Mansion could bring in five crossbows that were longer than their arms without his and Wang Bi's approval.

If it weren't for these five powerful crossbows, Wei Huang would never have been able to control the Prime Minister's Mansion so easily.

But what's the use? The prime minister's office is responsible for Yecheng's major and minor affairs, and the safety of Yecheng lies with the powerful general Xu Chu, the military guard general. As long as he hears about it...

Heard...

Xinpi looked at the scene in front of him. The faces and hands of the five tiger guards were covered in blood and flesh. There were more than a dozen corpses neatly placed next to them. Most of them were veterans who Wang Bi had laughed at as pedantic people. There were also a few He is a young imperial guard.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the corpse as strong as a bear in the distance. This corpse is extremely complete, and there is not even the slightest trace of a struggle. Only a bloody hole in the throat shows how the person died, and the face still shows Overflowing fear and uneasiness remained.

What's happening here? It was as if this tiger idiot died at the hands of a peerless swordsman. From the beginning to the end, this fierce general had no power to fight back.

Xinpi looked at the thin emperor standing next to him with a sword, and then at the corpse whose arms were thicker than the emperor's thighs. For a moment, he wondered if he hit his head when he got up today, and was he still dreaming?

Some people are confused, while others are extraordinarily sober.

"I congratulate Your Majesty on ousting the traitor Qingming Emperor!"

As soon as Xin Pi lowered his head and looked at his back, he recognized who it was, Shangshu Ling, Hua Xin.

The emperor holding the sword nodded slowly, and then Xinpi saw the queen leaning against his majesty's head and nodding, and then said loudly:

"Hua Shangshu, please call me. Your Majesty said that I know that Hua Ziyu is talented, well-known and capable, and I also hope that you will serve the country and the people."

Then the queen glanced to the left:

"Xi Lu conspired to trap Kong Beihai in the past. He should be judged guilty and detained for the time being."

It was his turn next. Without waiting for the queen to speak, Xin Pi took the initiative to step forward:

"Yecheng is so big that there should be a confinement room that can accommodate me."

This time, the queen changed her expression to be earnest:

"Now the people of Yecheng are in a panic and everything is uncertain. It is advisable to ask Xin Changshi to calm the people's hearts, so that Hebei will have less troubles."

Xin Pi stood here, looking at the emperor's pleading expression in the distance, the queen's earnest expression, and his brother Xin Ping's unwilling face, so he sighed and bowed his hands to accept the order.

Dong Jue reached out to pick up another dish with chopsticks, and his expression was a little worried:

"But even if Wei Sizhi is temporarily safe in the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Eight Guards are roughly settled by His Majesty, there are still six armies outside Yecheng..."

Jia Xu wiped his mouth and looked at the half-eaten dish in front of him with regret:

"Old..."

Then he shook his head:

"Gong Xi thinks it is so easy for the army to enter the city?"

"This Yecheng is not only owned by the Cao family, but also by the Zhen family, the Xun family, and the Sima family."

"Of course, there is also the Jin family controlled by your master, and... the Cui family where your old friend Zhuge Military Advisor is."

Dong Jue grinned, thinking that if it weren't for this Jia Taizhong this time, all the plans would probably be empty talk, but he still didn't dare to believe it:

"Zhen and Cao are not..."

Then Dong Jue saw Jia Taizhong looking at him with a look of almost pity:

"Gong Xi really doesn't know how powerful Liu Huangshu is now? Or do you think that the big families are like elite soldiers, united as one?"

This question actually didn't expect an answer. Jia Xu used chopsticks to stir the plate twice, looking very entangled, but finally put down his chopsticks:

"Although there are few friends now, fortunately, the plan is safe and there is no change..."

But before Jia Xu finished sighing, Dong Jue saw the doorman running over, walking hurriedly:

"Mr. Jia, Mr. Jia! The two Cao masters are fighting each other outside the city, and the sound of killing is deafening!"

Then Dong Jue saw Jia Taizhong's body shaking, and suddenly turned to him and asked:

"Who did you give the record of Cao Zihuan's private purchase of sugarcane sent by Jin Yi before?"

"Taizhong told me to give it to Cao Zijian, I gave it to his house, and saw it was taken in by a middle-aged scholar."

After asking about his appearance, Jia Xu couldn't help but sigh:

"Yang Xiu, no wonder, no wonder."