Uncle, please help the Han family

While Sima Hui was standing on the balcony and daydreaming, Zuo Ci, who was in charge of assisting her in completing the analysis of Zhang Jiao's artifact, came. Standing behind her, she asked bluntly, "Do you have any idea about the artifact?"

"..." Although she had no confidence in Liu Yu's great cause, Sima Hui would not breach the promise. She turned around and replied calmly, "Well, it's roughly clear."

"Is it roughly clear?"

Zuo Ci originally thought that if this expert was not sure, he would definitely say some mysterious and vague answers to avoid saving face, but it turned out to be such a specific statement.

"Although I don't fully understand it, there is still some progress." Sima Hui walked up to Zuo Ci, then stretched out his hand and made a 'please' gesture, "Let me explain it to you."

"Ah."

Zuo Ci knelt down in front of the coffee table, waiting for Sima Hui's performance.

Then, Sima Hui put the magical brush used by Zhang Jiao on the table, and continued, "Little friend Zuo Ci, please show off your magical tool too."

"okay."

Although Zuo Ci didn't know what this person was going to do, he still did as he did, and directly summoned her 'Mirror of Omniscience' from her body, and displayed it together with the pen.

"What do you think is the difference between these two artifacts?" Sima Hui asked.

"Hmm..." Zuo Ci looked at the pen and the mirror, looked at it carefully for a while, and then replied, "A corner of my mirror is broken, but Tianshi's pen is intact."

"Well, you have already pointed out the most essential difference." Sima Hui smiled.

"Huh?" Zuo Ci didn't understand, and asked directly, "So, this proves your words, I use the divine weapon to consume the divine weapon, and the Celestial Master uses the divine weapon to consume himself?"

"That's right." Sima Hui said bluntly, "I even checked it with my eyes. This magical brush is hardly worn out at present, and your mirror has been used for [-]%, and it will melt when it is worn out. Make a heap of dross."

"Then do you understand the method of life sacrifice?" Zuo Ci was not very interested in the principle, what she cared about was whether there was a way to save her, so her tone suddenly became anxious, "This is the key to the problem!"

"That's exactly what I said."

Gently pressing his hand, Sima Hui signaled the girl to calm down, and then calmly said: "The lady has used the artifact for so long without causing any damage to the artifact, but the power has indeed been used, then It means that she has been using herself to heal her people for a long time."

"So?" Zuo Ci tilted his head, still not knowing the difference between these things and what she had guessed.

"This is the crux of the problem." Sima Hui raised a finger, and then asked suddenly, did the wife of Xiangguo really not think about this kind of thing at all? "

"..."

As soon as the soul of Mr. Shui Jing asked, Zuo Ci was stunned, and he didn't respond after a long delay.

"You didn't reduce your lifespan when you used the artifact, but the cost was just to break the mirror. You know that, right?" Sima Hui continued to ask.

"..." Because he still couldn't recover from the question just now, Zuo Ci was stunned, and after more than ten seconds, he nodded belatedly and said, "Ah, that's right, that's how it is."

"You and that celestial master are partners, and you are both divine weapon holders. When you use the divine weapon, the mirror will shatter, but when the celestial master uses the divine weapon, the divine weapon is not damaged. Haven't you thought about the reason?" Sima Hui As he spoke, his eyes became more serious.

Zuo Ci, on the other hand, became more and more nervous, thinking more and more fearfully, but she didn't want to admit her stupidity, so she argued: "I asked the Heavenly Master about this matter, and she...she didn't give me any advice. reason."

Think back to the situation.

Come to think of it, what was it like then?

By the way, I asked the Celestial Master why her lifespan was deprived, and the answer she gave me was...the answer was...

This is my fate.

Yes!

The Celestial Master didn't explain it directly, nor did he answer that he didn't know, but had such an obvious 'sentiment', why?

She must know something, and she must not be ignorant like herself.

"Tianshi... No, it should be General Tiangong."

The expression on his face gradually calmed down, and the tone of his speech became gentler a little bit. Sitting in front of the coffee table, facing the girl in front of him, Sima Hui said, "She is not a cruel person, nor is she cruel. She doesn't have any desires that are too worldly. It can even be said that she is weak and timid. At that time, the Yellow Turban Uprising broke out one after another in Kyushu, and then they were suppressed one after another. , if it is a rebellious mob, she will definitely be excited when she sees such a scene. Because only in troubled times can there be such an opportunity."

"But Celestial Master, Celestial Master died when the Yellow Turban Uprising was at its peak..." At this point, Zuo Ci's eyes gradually became darker, "She faked her death at the most critical moment."

"Then it led to an adult like Liu Yu gradually quelling the uprising that broke out, and then gaining power on one side and becoming a prince in the true sense."

If you want to talk about the affairs of the world, you must not avoid the 'Yellow Turban Rebellion', and Sima Hui's definition of this matter is nothing more than the long-standing resentment that prompts the fists of anger to be clenched tightly and burst out with full strength , and finally hit the steel shield.

Its failure is inevitable.

"And the Yellow Turban Uprising, also at the moment when the Heavenly Master suspended animation, began to decline rapidly from its peak, and finally failed completely."

When Zuo Ci found Zhang Jiao, she hoped to use her own power to help Zhang Jiao rebel again, because she knew that as long as there was a celestial master, the people of the world would continue to follow.

The blue sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand.

"General Tiangong, she knows that if she doesn't die, she will continue to die. Those people will perish endlessly like a colony of ants squirming towards the torch."

Raising his head, Sima Hui breathed a sigh of relief, and concluded the matter like this.

The reason for Zhang Jiao's feigned death is that when the government released the artifacts, she already knew that the probability of victory in the uprising was zero, but she was in that position and could not surrender. As long as she surrendered, the meaning of this rebellion would also be significant It will become zero, and the Han court can continue to oppress the common people without a bottom line.

Then, there is only death.

As long as they are dead, the meaningless death of the people can be postponed.

And this death is not a complete death, but a different kind of life. The spirit of "the sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand" will last forever.

My own blood spattered Xuanyuan.

"so……"

He raised his head sluggishly, looked at Sima Hui, Zuo Ci said with a serious expression: "She is hiding the truth from all of us."

Chapter 416 Xiangguo really knows how to play

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The Prime Minister's Mansion is very large, and there are many separate courtyards. As long as you close the door and don't take the initiative to wander outside, you can avoid being bumped into.

So Zhang Jiao spent his time leisurely in a corner of the mansion under the service of familiar maids and midwives.

Usually every night, Liu Yu would come back here to spend the night, and that was when Zhang Jiao was in the best mood.

During the day, she just stayed in the yard alone, either drinking tea or sewing clothes.

But these two days, she has had some fun.

Because the wild cats in Xiangguo's mansion had a litter of cubs, one of them came to her side.

"Come here, eat some meat."

When the maid was away, Zhang Jiao secretly took a piece of chicken, touched the corner of the cat's nest, and picked up the cat with great interest.

"Aim~"

This kitten has never been a stray, so its personality is not bad. On the contrary, it is very close to its relatives. When Zhang Jiao was feeding it, it took the initiative to rub its face against the back of her hand, very friendly.

"Hey, don't lick around, why are you like Mr. Yu..."

This overly enthusiastic kitten started licking Zhang Jiao's wrist before he finished eating, a little too clinging to his cuteness to get close.

"Ma'am, what are you doing there?"

The maid in charge of serving Zhang Jiao saw her squatting in a corner, her face drooped suddenly, and she hurried over to ask about the situation.

"Mr. Yu, run quickly, don't let them catch you."

Hearing this voice, like a female college student being checked, Zhang Jiao panicked all of a sudden, and quickly patted the kitten's butt to drive it away, then turned around slowly while pressing down on her skirt, with a smile on her face: "I dropped something here and looked for it for a while."

"Ma'am, your health is important, don't do this kind of action again, just tell us if you have something to do." It was really like that housekeeper, and the tone of the maid's education was very serious.

Originally, this lady would have received a lot of respect, but since the incident last time (leaving the city without authorization), her respect no longer exists.

Of course, this is also what Xiangguo meant, and these subordinates are only responsible for execution.

"Okay, okay, you're right."

Zhang Jiao didn't argue with this person, he waved his hand lightly, then walked back to his seat leisurely, sat down slowly, and began to enjoy the wind and sun boringly.

During this spare time, she suddenly thought of the fact that she had given the artifact to Sima Hui.

In the past, she would never give this kind of artifact to her, and even said that showing it required a high level of intimacy, but she generously gave it to Sima Hui of unknown origin.

After all, this person was brought back by Mr. Yu, so he should be a reliable person.

But can this reliable person speak reliable words?

Thinking of this, Zhang Jiao's expression gradually became serious.

She thought of the mountains of corpses, the villages that had been burned by the fire, and all of that, what she had seen.

She often wondered whether these things were all caused by herself.

Without the Yellow Turban Uprising, there would be no such series of wars. The big man is still so dark, but at least not most people will die from the sword.

I used my mortal body, the body of a sinner, to heal thousands of people, and I spent most of my life to prevent a plague from breaking out in Hebei.

Has my sin been redeemed?

"I don't understand, I don't understand."

No matter how you think about this kind of 'if', 'what if', there will be no results. Zhang Jiao has to admit that what he does is not necessarily absolutely correct.

"Madam don't understand what?"

The maid is not only responsible for Zhang Jiao's daily life, she also has to solve mental health problems, so she can't see her depressed.

"Ah?" Seeing the maid talking to him, Zhang Jiao was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a smile, "Let me tell you, what is the meaning of life?"

"Ah?!" Such words frightened the maid, thinking that the other party had something to worry about, she quickly comforted her, "If you really feel lonely and bored, I...I...I'll go and ask Xiangguo for instructions. !"

"Don't, don't bother him." Zhang Jiao waved his hand with a smile, and explained directly, "I'm not overthinking it, I just want to know what it means for someone like me who doesn't go to the battlefield."

"……Oh."

"By the way." Looking at the young maid, Zhang Jiao asked curiously, "Why do you think you are alive? Or, why?"

"..."

Asking such a question made the maid a little at a loss.

Indeed, what is a woman like her who does not go to the battlefield planning?

To be honest, she also thought that one day she would be blessed by Xiangguo, fly on a branch and become a phoenix, completely changing her destiny.

But obviously, this is impractical.

And with a white body like her who has no background, even if there is such a day, she will not be blessed to bear all this.

Will be threatened by those 'Zhenggong' death.

Therefore, for such a grand question, for the existence of an ant like her, there is only one answer that can be given: "I have never thought about it."

"..." Her answer made Zhang Jiao aware of his happiness.

That's right, this kind of person who may not even have parents and relatives, and who is not loved by anyone, is the sentient being of this big man.

It is these people who he healed.

And this is definitely a credit.

Because they, who have been abandoned by the world, have gained their own love.

Therefore, life has come to an end, and I am willing to die.

Even if I die, I can use some people as the price to change...

I, too, am not moved.

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"Get off work, get off work."

After finishing all the official duties in the prime minister's mansion, Liu Yu stretched quite happily, and then he was going to go home from get off work and spend the night at Zhang Jiao's place.

Taking advantage of the fact that Qingzhou was not yet settling down, Yun Chang, Sun Ce and the others had not yet returned to the city, this was also the last leisure time for him to spend with his wife.

After occupying the three states, it is time to prepare for the grand plan of going south to restore the Central Plains.

No, no, it sounds busy.

"I hope my "Ihaveadream" can be of some use."

After a bitter smile, Liu Yu got up and left the house.

When he was leaving, Gongsunyin was still busy clearing up the maps on the shelf for herself.