There are gentlemen in the Three Kingdoms

Tao Qian also seemed to be full of emotions, he seemed to have recovered his youthful shadow, his eyes scanned back and forth excitedly.

"This Luoyang City seems to have changed...but it doesn't seem to have changed...but in fact it has changed. Many places are different from the past, and it must have been repaired...Oh, it's all Dong Zhuo's fault! "

Sitting on the carriage, Wang Yun shook his head while looking around and said: "Gongzu, Luoyang City has changed in decades, but what has changed is not only Luoyang City, but also our vision...Young man When I saw the sky with my eyes, it was blue. After the Dong Zhuo Rebellion, I saw the sky in Luoyang, it was cloudy. Now I come back, it seems to have turned blue again... Everything has changed. God, but our eyes."

Tao Qian heaved a long sigh after hearing this, and looked into the distance with his eyes, as if he was a little absent-minded.

After walking around Luoyang City for a long time, the two old men followed the potter to the Luoyang Palace. Looking at the scene inside the palace, their faces flushed with excitement.

The palace in Luoyang was completely burned down by Dong Zhuo at the beginning, but after being rebuilt by Zhong Yao, it has gradually restored its former majestic and majestic appearance.

It's just that for someone like Wang Yun who was very familiar with Luoyang Palace at the beginning, walking in this palace felt a great sense of paradox.

Following the potter and the tiger guards leading the way, the two old men completed a large circle in Luoyang's main hall. When they came out, the sun was already setting in the sky.

Wang Yun looked at Hope in the distance, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help revealing a hint of relief.

"Okay, okay...I never thought that this old man would still be lucky enough to be able to enter Luoyang City in this life. The heavens have treated me well."

Tao Qian laughed out loud, stretched out his hand and patted Wang Yun's back, and said, "From this point of view, you and I, old fellows, are blessed..."

When the words fell, because Tao Qian slapped Wang Yun on the back, he suddenly staggered forward, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, splashing on the ground in front of him.

Seeing this situation, the pottery merchant couldn't help but turn pale with fright.

"Yue, Yuezhang?!"

Tao Qian looked at his palm in surprise, and murmured in disbelief: "Master, you, why are you... the old man didn't use force just now... I just slapped you, how could it be like this? ? Don't blackmail me..."

Sitting on the ground, Wang Yun's face became as white as paper, and he gasped heavily.

"Yue Zhang, how are you?" The pottery merchant hastily stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Yun's hand.

Wang Yun's expression seemed to have become a little blurred, and his consciousness seemed to have become a little blurred. He pursed his lips, and said to the pottery merchant in an almost weak voice: "Zidu..."

"I am here……"

"Help me up the wall."

The pottery merchant was a little anxious when he heard this: "Yue Zhang, it is really not suitable for you to go to the city wall in this state. I will help you in to rest. I have to let the medical officer come to see you..."

However, Wang Yun shook his head weakly, and said: "It's too late, the old man's body, the old man knows well... It's useless to see a doctor, everyone is mortal, and no one in the world can escape this fate... It's the old man's order, you just do what the old man said..."

With tears in his eyes, the pottery merchant bit his lips and nodded. He hugged Wang Yun by the waist, and strode towards the outside of the hall.

Chapter 899 I've decided

At the head of Luoyang City, the setting sun is setting in the west, and the afterglow shines on the city gate, emitting dazzling brilliance, which is beautiful and solemn.

The pottery merchant carried Wang Yun's thin body to the top of the city, put him on the ground, and gently supported him to stand on the ground, looking at the scenery outside the city in the distance.

The scenery outside Luoyang City, accompanied by the afterglow, falls in Wang Yun's eyes, and there is an indescribable sense of familiarity and beauty.

When I was young, I saw Wang Yun let out a long sigh of relief, narrowed his cloudy old eyes, and said with emotion: "What a great river and mountain, what a great river and mountain!"

After he finished speaking, he saw that Wang Yun was in tears, and the tears flowed down to the ground drop by drop.

Standing behind Wang Yun, Tao Shang couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart. Wang Yun's mental head is suddenly full. From Tao Shang's point of view, maybe this is the reflection of a person before he is about to die.

"When the old man is about to die, he can still climb to the top of Luoyang City. I have no regrets in this life." After Wang Yun finished speaking, he saw his body slowly getting tired, pointing to the ground one by one. I sat down a bit, but it was obvious that I couldn't stand up.

The Tao merchant was shocked when he saw this, he hurried forward, stretched out his hand to support Wang Yun vigorously, but the force of Wang Yun's fall obviously exceeded the potter's expectation.

Not only was he not supported by the potter, but he continued to sit deeply, directly on the bluestone floor of the city.

At the same time, Wang Yun's chest also began to heave up and down, obviously showing signs of depression.

The pottery merchant's tears flowed down his eyes and dripped down his chest. He hugged Wang Yun's thin body, trembling uncontrollably. Only now did he know what true helplessness is.

"Yue Zhang, you won't die, you must live a long life, you haven't visited the top of Chang'an City, you haven't seen the unity of the world yet." The potter said to Wang Yun sobbing.

Wang Yun panted heavily, his chest heaved back and forth, he grinned lightly, and said: "Chang'an City, I can't go, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait until the time of unifying the world, but I'm going to Luoyang today Walking around the city once, I am quite satisfied, the old man believes in you, you will be able to wipe out the bandits and restore peace to the world."

The pottery merchant wiped away his tears and said, "Stop talking nonsense. I told you that you are not allowed to die, but you are not allowed to die. If the world is really peaceful, I have to disarm and return to the farm. I will fight with you old man every day!"

After listening to the potter's words, Wang Yun seemed to have a longing expression on his face. He stretched out his hand and grabbed it towards the sky, and the expression in his eyes gradually became blurred.

When I was young, I saw Wang Yun's hand froze slightly, and then slumped downwards.

As the sun set, Tao Shang quietly hugged Wang Yun's body, raised his hand and gently closed his eyes for him.

Leaning on crutches, Tao Qian walked to the potter. He looked at Wang Yun who was still smiling when he passed away, and then turned his head to look at the sunset in the distance. , such as autumn leaves in the wind, master, you go, the old man is here to see you off, and you go to Jiuquan Xianghou first, let the old man arrive the next day."

After that, Tao Qian closed his eyes.

But even if he closed his eyes, he couldn't stop the tears from pouring down like a torrent.

The potter's soldiers and horses stopped in Luoyang, and none of the three armies continued to move westward.

The soldiers of the three armies wore hemp and filial piety throughout Luoyang City to mourn for Wang Yun.

The potter buried Wang Yun's body next to the emperor's mausoleum next to Luoyang City to show his name as a hero of the Han Dynasty.

Diao Chan also came from Xuchang to be a filial piety for Wang Yun.

During the mourning period, although the pottery merchant could see the calmness of the woman on the surface, he could also feel the great pain and sadness in her heart.

Who has no relatives?

What pain in this world can compare to the loss of a loved one?

The friendship between Wang Yun and the pottery merchant is also very deep, and his death has dealt a great blow to the pottery merchant. In the past few days, the pottery merchant has been guarding Wang Yun's spiritual seat in hemp and filial piety in Luoyang's old house, which is unreasonable. Will be military affairs.

The soldiers of the three armies stopped moving forward, which was obviously not a good thing for the Jinling Army.

Guo Jia and Chen Deng couldn't hold back at first, they came to the potter's residence, intending to persuade the potter.

When I saw the potter, I found him flipping through a book in the main hall.

The potter's expression was very calm, the sadness of the past few days seemed to have disappeared, and his mood seemed to have become relatively stable now.

Guo Jia sized up the potter in doubt for a while, then tentatively cupped his hands and said, "Prime Minister?"

Pottery merchant raised his head from the letter, saw him and Chen Deng walking in, and smiled: "Are you here?"

Guo Jia and Chen Deng greeted the potter respectively, and then sat down on both sides of the hall under his greeting.

"The two of you suddenly visited together, presumably there must be some business?" The potter asked them both.