Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Cao Cao, who was a little angry after being blocked by Zhang Fei's words, was forced into the hall with his face turned.

Before being forced in, he had done countless ideological construction.

He himself could not walk due to injuries, and he was already a defeated man, how could he dare to say anything else?

Instead of being shy, it is better to hold his head high to show his integrity, thinking that Yunchang would definitely look at him with a high opinion of him.

So after Zhang Fei stuffed him into the chair, Cao Cao carefully adjusted his appearance and expression.

But when he saw the people at the top, he almost bit his teeth.

I saw an eight-foot scholar sitting on his left.

His appearance was as majestic as a crown of jade, and his silk scarf swayed with the feather fan in his hand, with a leisurely posture.

His appearance was like a clear and unpolished jade, and his manners and conversation were like the bright moon shining on the river, which made people feel admiration.

Looking at the side, there was another nine-foot military general who was solemn.

With divine eyebrows, phoenix eyes, drooping beard, and a bloody and brave face, he looked majestic without being angry.

The iron armor was stained with blood, and the clouds of evil were rolling and majestic. What a brave and brave general.

On both sides, there were scholars holding fans. Although their appearance could not be compared with that of Zhuge Kongming, their demeanor was definitely extraordinary.

There was also a silent general holding a sword and standing solemnly behind Liu Bei. Cao Cao remembered that this should be Chen Dao, who had followed Liu Bei early.

And these few people were all outstanding and heroic, which made Cao Cao envious. Are they the heroes of the Han Dynasty who surpassed him?

As for Liu Xuande, he was too familiar, so he skipped it.

But after another glance, Cao Cao was a little surprised:

"Gongda?"

Not only Xun You, there was also Dong Zhao, Liu Ye who was still upset, and...

Xiahou Dun looked miserable, with tears in his one eye:

"Prime Minister, I failed to live up to your trust..."

"Yuan Rang."

Cao Cao shook his head and simply explained:

"I am very relieved that you are alive."

From the wounds bandaged on Xiahou Dun's body, it can be seen what kind of hard battle this brother has gone through.

After he was captured, the situation in the south had no room for maneuver. In this case, anything he said to him would be like a criticism.

In addition to these people, there was also a person who sat the farthest away from everyone else:

"Wen Ruo."

Xun Yu nodded to him, his face wooden and expressionless.

At this time, seeing that everyone had already sat down, Liu Bei stood up and immediately attracted everyone's attention.

"I told Meng De yesterday that your defeat is the wish of the Han people thousands of years later."

"Meng De must have regarded it as nonsense at that time."

Xun Yu's face moved slightly, Liu Ye did not hide the ridicule in his eyes, Xun You and Dong Zhao seemed to be thinking about something, Cao Cao looked at Kong Ming and Guan Yu over Liu Bei, not hiding the pity in his eyes.

"And I also said that Meng De's life and death are not something I can decide."

"And the decision will be made here!"

At this time, Liu Bei had walked into the hall, his voice was sonorous and powerful, and even Cao Cao retracted his gaze to look at this Liu Bei who seemed a little unfamiliar.

And he watched Liu Bei slightly move aside and point behind him as the last sentence fell.

A brilliant light curtain suddenly unfolded in the air as he pointed.

So as expected, Cao Cao and his men all fell to the ground.

...

In the palace city of Chang'an in the Tang Dynasty, a father and son walked on the imperial road in the morning light.

"Have you finished reading the Records of the Western Regions?"

"Dad, I've read it twice."

Nodding, the father and son fell silent, and finally Li Chenggan took the initiative to speak out of curiosity:

"Dad, are you going to make me leave Chang'an?"

For the prince of the Tang Dynasty, the biggest change in the past two years is the relationship between father and son.

His father was much more amiable to him, and he had both patience and time to listen to his ideas, and he was more straightforward about his ideas on political affairs and interesting military events.

What was particularly profound was that his father had asked him to read the Records of the Western Regions before, and spent several nights reading with him in detail about the opening up of the Western Regions by the Former Han Dynasty and looking forward to the future strategy of the Tang Dynasty, and told him bluntly:

The future of the Tang Dynasty focuses on the strategy of the Western Regions, the comfort of Hebei, the cultivation of the south of the Yangtze River, and the opening up of the sea to revitalize the country.

As the prince of the Tang Dynasty, how could he be trapped in Chang'an without knowing the world?

Therefore, for Li Chenggan, he was even twelve points impatient.

For the first time since he was born, his father no longer made harsh demands on him, but sincerely raised his expectations for him as the crown prince.

Li Shimin nodded and led his son to the Ganlu Palace at the end of the imperial road:

"You are only fourteen years old now, and you can wait until next year to tour the world."

"Today, Daddy will take you to see..."

"See what?" Li Chenggan saw his father suddenly silent and asked curiously.

"See..."

Li Shimin's expression was much more distant:

"See the responsibility of future generations and understand the responsibility of Tang Dynasty."

Li Chenggan nodded in confusion and followed his father to open the door of Ganlu Palace.

He saw his mother, uncles, elders and teachers all looking back at him, and at the innermost, the brilliant light spread from the middle of the wall to both ends, which made him open his eyes and mouth wide.

Li Shimin laughed and picked up his son and walked into the palace.

…

Seeing the prosperous Bianliang City far more prosperous than before, Cao Bin was a little uncomfortable for a while.

Although the Tang Dynasty in Jiangnan was destroyed only four months ago, the imperial army of the Song Dynasty had crossed the Yangtze River half a year ago, which infinitely reduced the territory controlled by the Tang Dynasty in Jiangnan.

After Cao Bin completed the siege of Jinling, there were fearless merchants in Bianliang who risked their lives to go south.

Now there is no obstacle to going south from Bianhe to Hangzhou. Although Qian Chu has not yet offered the territory of Wuyue, the Song, Wu, and Tang dynasties were already closely connected.

This directly led to the prosperity of the trade route and... many changes in the government.

The crown prince is in charge of the Ministry of Works, and the King of Jin has become a monk. These are only the most superficial changes.

Under this, the reform of academic research and taxation led by Prime Minister Zhao Pu is the culprit that caused the dark waves in Bianliang City.

But overall, because the peaceful world has not lasted for a long time, the civil servants in the court are also happy to see these things happen.

These civil servants who were well-versed in classics probably complained that the emperor had no intention of resting and recuperating. Not long after Li Yu, the king of Tang in Jiangnan, was offered to Bianliang, he had already formally proposed his vision for the Northern Han and Khitan.

But... Thinking of the emperor's sudden nonsense before, Cao Bin was a little worried. Now the affairs of state depend on the emperor. If...

Shaking off this conjecture, Cao Bin met Zhao Dezhao, who was obviously in the same direction, on the way to Guangzheng Hall.

"In the battle of Jiangnan, your highness's catapult should be the first to make contributions!" Cao Bin greeted politely.

Zhao Dezhao shook his head slightly. Only he knew that this powerful catapult was given by his father.

Thinking of his father's meaningful expression yesterday asking him to go to Guangzheng Hall early today, which was previously strictly forbidden for anyone to set foot in, Zhao Dezhao suddenly felt a little excited.

Pushing open the door of Guangzheng Hall, Zhao Dezhao saw Li Yu and Qian Chu, who were confronting each other, and his father watching the show on the side.

There was also the familiar Prime Minister Zhao Pu, the uncle Master Kong Jiong who he didn't know how to address, an unfamiliar Imperial Medical Officer, and a row of busy young eunuchs.

In the center of the hall, there was a stone table that didn't fit in.

"You're just in time. If you were a little later, you wouldn't be able to catch the show." Zhao Kuangyin greeted.

"The show is starting?"

Before Zhao Dezhao could finish his doubts, he saw a ray of light rising to the sky from the most ordinary stone table!