Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

A gentleman can deceive others.

For a gentleman like Xu Shu, Liu Yu chose to deceive him.

Xu Shu has a temperament, a temperament unique to this era.

This temperament originated in the Spring and Autumn Period. After countless years of silence, it finally sprouted again at this time.

"Shi" represents a class, a temperament, and even more a spirit.

They have lofty ideals and extremely high moral bottom lines.

A gentleman will die for his friend. This is by no means an empty saying in this era.

Xu Shu was the "scholar" of this era.

Cao Cao admired Xu Shu's talent and treated him with great courtesy, but Xu Shu still remembered Liu Bei's kindness to him until the end. After entering Cao's camp, he remained silent and never offered any advice to Cao Cao throughout his entire life.

After a while, Xu Shu calmed down. He knew that Liu Yu loved him. He said nothing more, bowed solemnly, and left.

Chen Dao followed closely behind.

It was the first time for Xu Shu and Chen Dao to appear in Chang'an City. Not many people knew them. They took advantage of the bustling crowd at the salt shop, blended in with the crowd, and quietly left the salt shop.

After the two walked away, Liu Yu stretched out his body and prepared to lie down and rest.

In the next period of time, he must rest well so that he will have the strength to escape when the plan begins.

He lay comfortably on the couch, looking like an old man basking in the sun in the park in later generations, leisurely, lazy and complacent.

"Master Wang, are you really sure you can escape with your life from this huge army?"

Although Liu Yu didn't believe it, he was still a little curious.

Wang Yue took a sip of wine, with a hint of pride on his face.

He looked outside the door at a 45-degree angle, with his eyes closed in deep thought, looking like a master.

Seeing Wang Yue pretending to be mysterious, Liu Yu rolled his eyes and continued to ask, "There is an old saying in my hometown that is particularly suitable for Master Wang at this time."

Wang Yue smiled. From what Liu Yu said, he must have been praising him for being extraordinary.

Who knew that Liu Yu's next words would instantly freeze the smile on his face.

"Pretentious will be struck by lightning."

Although Wang Yue didn't know what the strange word "zhuangbi" meant, he knew the literal meaning of the three words "struck by lightning". Being struck by lightning was definitely not a good thing.

Seeing that Liu Yu had doubts about his own ability, Wang Yue's face turned slightly red.

Wang Yue felt a little embarrassed at being looked down upon.

"in those days……"

Just as Wang Yue was about to reminisce about the glorious past, Liu Yu spoke up and interrupted his bragging.

"Wait, Master Wang, as the saying goes, a hero never brags about his past achievements. What happened before has been mentioned. What I am most concerned about right now is your current strength. After all, I don't want to be killed directly by Li Ru."

A hero does not brag about his past achievements. This saying is easy to understand. Although Wang Yue has never heard of it, he understood what he meant after careful consideration. Since he called himself a hero, he should also give him a hint, otherwise it might affect the next action.

"I'm old, and my physical strength is not as good as before. It's hard to say what will happen in the midst of thousands of troops, but don't forget, uncle, Li Ru will send thousands of troops to hunt us down this time, right?"

After listening to Wang Yue's words, Liu Yu felt that there was some truth in them.

But he was still a little worried, what if... Well, in this world, one has to be prepared for the worst.

"What if Li Ru really sends so many people? What do you think we should do?"

"What can I do? What else can I do? Just run. Are you really going to let me stay and fight them to the death?"

Liu Yu obviously didn't expect Wang Yue to speak so calmly. He always felt that a master like Wang Yue would not be ashamed to escape. Even if he died, he would be like the King of Chu back then, full of domineering and heroic, holding a long sword and going to death calmly.

"Master Wang, would running away directly make you feel..."

"No." Wang Yue said with certainty, "Sometimes staying alive is the most important thing. If I could do it again, I would definitely not take them to assassinate Dong Zhuo during the spring hunt. Otherwise, they would not... Alas, now that we are separated forever, even such a simple wish as meeting and drinking a little wine will have to wait until the next life."

Wang Yue finished speaking and had a long conversation. During this period, whenever he recalled those days, he would feel a little regretful. If he hadn't taken them there, they wouldn't have died in that forest. Some of them were enjoying family happiness, some were laughing. Even if someone was wailing in pain, Wang Yue would feel that it was beautiful, a plain and real beauty.

Unfortunately, now these simple beauties are like the wind, drifting away from us and will never come back.

We don’t feel the beauty of countless ordinary things when they exist, but when they are gone with the wind, we will understand their value.

Wang Yue couldn't explain the reason, but the regret in his heart had never left him since that day.

He has been following Liu Yu in order to kill Dong Zhuo one day, and now the opportunity is right in front of him.

If the plan goes well, Dong Zhuo will die without a burial place.

All the hard work you have put in over this period of time will finally bear fruit.

Wang Yue thought of the late emperor and his brothers who died in the execution of Dong Zhuo. Gradually, some tears appeared in Wang Yue's eyes.

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……

The book club at Wang Yun's house was held as scheduled. As the host, Wang Yun gave a speech first.

His words were full of clichés such as the world is at peace, the world is wise, the prime minister is loyal, and the ministers are diligent in their duties.

When Wang Yun spoke these words, he was full of energy and had no sense of shame for telling lies, demonstrating the good responsibility of an excellent politician.

Wang Yun's words received a unanimous reaction from everyone. They expressed their admiration for Wang Yun's ability to tell lies. They thought they had mastered the essence of speaking, but after meeting Wang Yun today, they realized that there is always someone better than you.

In terms of how thick-skinned and shameless his words are, they are far worse than me.

The older you get, the wiser you become. With my skills, I am no match for Wang Yun.

After Wang Yun finished speaking, everyone started writing.

In a moment of humility, everyone unanimously elected Cai Yong as the calligraphy master and began to write.

Seeing that he could not refuse, Cai Yong picked up his pen and began to write.

After a while, lines of elegant handwriting appeared on the silk.

The brushstrokes are majestic and the postures are vivid.

They couldn't help but exclaim in praise.

As expected of Cai Bojie, his calligraphy alone is far superior to everyone else.

The praises that came one after another rang in Cai Yong's ears, but there was not much joy on his face, and there was even a hint of sadness between his brows.

A figure flashed through his mind. This person was very young, but had great charm and his knowledge was not inferior to his own.

Cai Yong had seen his calligraphy and knew that if this person came to participate in the calligraphy club, it would definitely become a good story.

Unfortunately, this person had offended the Prime Minister, and was at odds with him. He would definitely not come to Chang'an City at this time.