The beginning of the Three Kingdoms Cheng Yuanzhi

Chapter 207 The person is not dead, but the property is gone
After bidding farewell to Yuan Shu and coming out of the Shouchun Palace, Cheng Yuanzhi made up his mind, feeling that he had convinced the former, and there was hope to win Shouchun.

So he took Sugai and Gan Ning back to the inn to pack up his luggage, and prepared to evacuate Shouchun and rush to the next destination.

But as soon as the front foot entered the inn, I heard the sound of horseshoes downstairs. Looking through the window, I found that the inn was surrounded by a group of soldiers, and there were groups of soldiers on the street. The man shouted loudly:

"Your Majesty has ordered that the whole city be under martial law, and the people are not allowed to leave the city!"

Under such circumstances, it is impossible to leave safely, Cheng Yuanzhi can only send Gan Ning down to negotiate with the soldiers, ask why the city is closed, and then act accordingly.

At this time, the situation outside Shouchun had turned upside down. The remaining two counties totaled 47 counties. One county after another left the control of Da Zhongguo and fell into the arms of the big man. Before long, Yuan Shu would become the bare emperor.

Even though Yuan Shu saw that the situation was not good and used the strategy of military management, it had little effect, and the generals of the garrison would even defect with their troops and territories.

Could it be that Yuan Shu found out that the number of people in the city had decreased significantly recently, so he had no choice but to adopt a strategy?
If this is the reason, then closing the city is one of the few solutions.

While guessing, Gan Ning replied: "The soldiers said that from now on, people are allowed to enter Shouchun City and not allowed to leave."

Su Gai took a look at the window and wondered, "Brother, why did Yuan Shu lock down the city? Is he targeting us? Do you want to fight him? I'll keep you out of the city!"

Cheng Yuanzhi waved his hands and fell silent.

Why is the city closed?
Because if the city is not closed, the people will leave.

Transportation is inconvenient in this era. For the vast majority of ordinary people who face the loess and their backs to the sky, the place where they have lived for generations is the root of their roots. Under normal circumstances, they would not choose to leave their hometowns.

Unless they feel danger, they will have to leave their familiar homes and lands.

At this time, unlike the later generations, the roads are densely covered with cobwebs, and there are many means of travel. With navigation, any ordinary person has traveled tens of thousands of miles, but hundreds of thousands of miles away.

People in this era basically stayed in one place all their lives, were born here, and died here.

For example, in Yuan Shu’s life journey of more than 40 years, he stayed in his hometown Runan for the first 20 years, stayed in Luoyang for more than ten years, and then came to Shouchun for ten years.

There are very few places for a wealthy five-generation man like Yuan Shu to go to in his lifetime, let alone ordinary people?

Therefore, the closure of the city will make the people feel safe to a certain extent.

Thinking of this, Cheng Yuanzhi, who was forced to stay in Shouchun, settled down with peace of mind.


At this time, Yuan Shu was opening and reading letters in the palace.

Holding the letter in his hand, he couldn't help thinking of 18 years ago in Luoyang Dongcheng, the young version of Cheng Yuanzhi's half-smiling eyes, familiar voice and smile, lingering in front of his eyes.

Afterwards, this face gradually overlapped with that of the sender, Cheng Zhi, and merged into one.

Snapped--

Yuan Shu slapped his thigh, stood up abruptly, and said to himself, "My dear brother, are you really here?"

At this time, he was already [-]% to [-]% sure that the person he saw just now was his righteous brother who drove him to a desperate situation.

This guess made Yuan Shu a little unbelievable.

The old adage of "the king does not move lightly, the king does not walk in dangerous places" seems to be of no use to Cheng Yuanzhi.

Even if it is not his jurisdiction, he can still go wherever he wants.

Isn't he afraid that he will become angry from embarrassment and give him a death sentence?

He is not afraid!

I, Yuan Gongli, am not so ruthless after all... Yuan Shu let out a long sigh, sat back slumped, and read the letter in his hand carefully.

Read the letter first and then...

After a long time, Yuan Shu let go of the worries that lasted for two and a half years, feeling a little desolate inexplicably.

On the one hand, he deeply realized that the timing of proclaiming the emperor was not right, which brought a lot of troubles to Cheng Yuanzhi; , so what do you really do?
Aren't they all surnamed Yuan?
While thinking, Yuan Shu coughed up another mouthful of blood, and thought of his own experience in the past few years.

Ever since he proclaimed himself emperor, he has lived in fear and worry every day, with bad news coming one after another. Although no one sent troops to attack him, there was no guarantee that he would never come to attack him!
He always felt as if a sharp sword was hanging above his head, and it would fall down at some point.

Yuan Shu knew that after more than two years of worrying and hard work, he had already become ill, but a person in his 40s was as decayed as he was in his 70s or [-]s.

Insomnia, photophobia, fear of cold, coughing up blood...

Now, dying, he has vaguely seen the end of his life.

The feeling of seeing death at a glance is very depressing.

Under such circumstances, Yuan Shu began to recall his life involuntarily, how many mistakes he had made in the 20 years since he became a general of the Tigers at a young age, and now he is dying.

Too many mistakes... too many to count.

The more I thought about it, the stronger the regret in my heart became, and finally it almost solidified.

Immediately coughed up another mouthful of blood.

Yuan Shu, who knew that there was not much left, put down the letter and began to arrange funeral affairs.

In his whole life, he has always been an indecisive person. In the last days of his life, he wanted to act vigorously and resolutely.

The young children of the family have accumulated a lifetime of property, and the remaining two counties and tens of thousands of soldiers also need to have a clear arrangement...

……

When Cheng Yuanzhi learned that Yuan Shu was critically ill, it was already three days later.

Following the guards, he hurried to the palace, and saw the dying Yuan Shu on the incomparably luxurious bed.

The handover process went very smoothly.Ji Ling and Yan Xiang were both there, one of them was in charge of military affairs, the other was in charge of civil affairs, and they both knew Cheng Yuanzhi, but with just a few words, Yuan Shu had already entrusted him with the funeral.

Of course, this posthumous matter refers to the arrangements after his death. As long as he is not dead, the property will still belong to Yuan Shu.

After confessing the funeral, the next step is to wait for death.

Yuan Shu glanced at the son and daughter who were sobbing softly around the bed, as well as the many wives and beauties, his eyes were full of reluctance and nostalgia.

Ji Ling was fully clothed and guarded in the bedroom. Yan Xiang was holding a thick roll of brocade silk, quietly listening to Yuan Shu's intermittent instructions, ticking the brocade silk from time to time, and reminding him.

After all the funeral arrangements were completed and nothing was missed, Yuan Shu said to Cheng Yuanzhi:

"My dear brother, the family property that you have been worrying about for decades is now entrusted to you, there is nothing left."

He was clearly talking about the sadness of parting from life and death, but it sounded like people wanted to laugh.

Cheng Yuanzhi was trained strictly, so he didn't laugh.

However, the corners of his grinning mouth still showed the little emotions in his heart.

Everyone retreated far away knowingly, leaving a little time for the two to say goodbye.

Yuan Shu took Cheng Yuanzhi's hand, looked over with great effort, and asked earnestly, "My dear brother, I'm leaving soon, do you have anything else to say to me?"

Cheng Yuanzhi opened his mouth, then shook his head, stuck the words "Go all the way" in his throat in time, and did not spit it out.

If this sentence is said, it feels like Yuan Shu will be so angry that he will come back to life.

Disappointment welled up in Yuan Shu's eyes, and he asked again, "Then after I die, do you have anything to say to my body?"

What can I say?It is a sad farewell to your failed life...

The most, the most, say "Give it a good burial".

Seeing Yuan Shu's serious questioning, Cheng Yuanzhi suddenly felt troubled. He frowned and thought for a long time, and then he said:
"Look, he's still moving!"

Yuan Shu was startled, and then suddenly let go of his hand. He didn't know whether he was angry or happy, and leaned sideways on the edge of the bed, vomiting blood.

Wow spit.

Cheng Yuanzhi quickly approached, patted Yuan Shu's back with his big hand, and said warmly: "Gaolu, spit it out slowly, there is not much blood left."

I didn't expect this to be very useful!

Yuan Shu immediately stopped vomiting blood and lay on his back on the bed with his chest heaving violently.

It seems that he won't be able to die for a while.

Yan Xiang came over and asked in a low voice: "Prime Minister, what should we do now?"

Although Yan Xiang is Yuan Shu's confidant, at this moment he admires Cheng Yuanzhi completely. At least this kind of courage to dare to walk the world alone is not something ordinary people can have.

The last prince who dared to run around alone with a sword was Sun Ce, and now the grass on the grave is more than ten feet high.

"Of course the army, the city, and the property will be handed over immediately."

Hearing Yan Xiang's words, Cheng Yuanzhi said without hesitation: "I will leave this task to you. If you do it well, you will be rewarded."

In terms of winning people's hearts, Cheng Yuanzhi thought that he would not lose to any prince in the world.

When Yan Xiang heard the words, his expression was very moved, and he immediately bowed and left, and started to deal with it.

Cheng Yuanzhi turned around and looked at Ji Ling, "What is your official position now?"

"National Protector General."

Ji Ling was a little confused, not quite understanding what Cheng Yuanzhi meant.

Could it be that the prime minister is going to give him a promotion?
But he is already a great general, is there still room for improvement?

Cheng Yuanzhi smiled slightly: "Do you have a title?"

Noble title?

That's not true, Da Zhongguo was not accepted by the big man, so Yuan Shu didn't engage in the title of title.

Ji Ling shook his head.

Cheng Yuanzhi said with a smile: "In the name of the Emperor of the Han Dynasty, I will entitle you as the Pavilion of Surabaya."


Although Tingwai is the fifth-class waiting, the salary is not low.At this time, the treatment of the prefect of Dahan County was "two thousand stones", that is, a monthly salary of 120 hu, and the treatment of Tinghou was several grades higher than that of the prefect of the county.

In the original time and space, when Liu Bei defected to Cao Cao for the first time, he was appointed as the general of Zhendong, and at the same time he was named Tinghou of Yicheng; Zhang Liao's title was long-term Dutinghou; Guan Yu has long talked about Hanshou Tinghou, and these iron-like facts indicate that the title of Tinghou level is very good.

Of course, it can't be compared with the township and county.

So Ji Ling instantly pushed the Jinshan upside down Yuzhu and knelt down to thank him, and immediately decided to follow Cheng Yuanzhi from now on.

As for the original protagonist...

Ji Ling probed and took a look, as if he didn't have much energy left, and the burden in his heart was relieved immediately.

The rest of the officials under Yuan Shu's command also stepped forward one by one, accepted the appointment happily, and happily went back to prepare to hand over power before taking up their posts elsewhere.

On the bed, Yuan Shu still hangs his breath on his chest. Seeing that he is not dead, his cronies leave him one by one, and they all become Cheng Yuanzhi's subordinates, feeling particularly uncomfortable.

Although this result has been expected, and it is the result he hopes to see.

But can't we wait for him to die before operating?
Thinking of this, Yuan Shu spat out another mouthful of blood, and suddenly felt that he had a little motivation to live again.


(End of this chapter)