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

Why is the thousand-mile grass so green? I have been fortune-telling for ten days, but it will not grow.

This nursery rhyme reached Dong Zhuo's ears in a very short time.

He was not too clear about the specific meaning of this nursery rhyme, but he just heard that this nursery rhyme was related to him.

At the most critical moment of abdication, a nursery rhyme about himself appeared, which made Dong Zhuo feel a little excited.

He subconsciously felt that the appearance of the nursery rhyme was related to his imminent ascension to the throne of the emperor.

The emperor's power is granted by Heaven. Since Heaven wants you to lead the people in the world, He must have told you through other means.

Emperor Gaozu's father, Liu Taigong, once saw a dragon coiled around his wife's body, who later gave birth to Emperor Gaozu.

Later, when Liu Taigong talked about this incident, he was in high spirits and didn't care at all about the vast green grassland above his head.

When Emperor Guangwu was born, the room was also full of fame. After he came of age, there were rumors in the Han Dynasty that Liu Xiu would become the Son of Heaven.

The final result was also verified.

Both of them are destined to be together. They have been designated by God since they were born.

Judging from the current situation, the dream of becoming a dragon was a sign from heaven.

This nursery rhyme is similar to the prophecy that Liu Xiu will become the emperor. As for whether there was a similar red light in the sky when he was born, he asked his mother specifically.

My mother is over 90 years old, and her memory of what happened when Dong Zhuo was born is already fuzzy. She only vaguely remembers that Dong Zhuo cried loudly, and whether there was a red light or not, but she has no memory of anything else.

After hearing this, Dong Zhuo left with great satisfaction. In his opinion, the loud crying was also an anomaly. When historians were compiling history in the future, they would definitely write about this period of history in detail to show their own extraordinaryness.

As soon as Dong Zhuo returned to the inner hall, he heard Li Ru coming to pay him a visit.

Ever since the last time Li Ru tried to persuade him, Dong Zhuo's impression of him had deteriorated a bit.

However, Dong Zhuo did not intend to blame him. After all, the two had known each other for many years, and Dong Zhuo was very familiar with his temper and character.

Li Ru is a man of great wisdom and deep scheming, and he is very cautious about everything.

Being cautious is a good thing, but being too cautious can backfire.

Dong Zhuo pondered for a moment and ordered the soldiers to let Li Ru in.

Li Ru walked into the hall, bowed, and went straight to the point without any greetings.

"Prime Minister, every major event has its precursors. There is a ballad circulating in Chang'an City right now. Prime Minister, you must have heard about it. After careful consideration, the Confucian scholar discovered that this ballad corresponds to the major event of the Emperor's abdication."

A smile appeared on Dong Zhuo's fat face, with wrinkles crisscrossing his face, just like the Qinling Mountains standing outside Chang'an City.

"Wenyou, I told you last time that a dragon once appeared in my dream. Now there is a nursery rhyme that has been passed down. This is enough to prove that my family is destined to succeed. Wenyou, shouldn't you feel relieved?"

After saying this, Li Ru wondered for a moment if he had heard it wrong.

This was clearly a nursery rhyme used to admonish Dong Zhuo, but in his ears it became a hymn to his road to progress.

"Prime Minister, I would like to ask you a question. What do you think the meaning of this ballad is?"

Dong Zhuo had always been in the army, and although he was literate, it was nonsense to say that he was very knowledgeable.

At best, he has a rough understanding of literature and writing. The word "rough" here is not a humble word, but he really has a rough understanding of it.

Dong Zhuo laughed out loud.

"This nursery rhyme is about the demise of the Liu family and the rise of the Dong family."

Li Ru felt helpless about Dong Zhuo's understanding.

He shook his head slowly.

Dong Zhuo asked, "Wenyou, is it possible that our explanation is wrong?"

Li Ru said: "This nursery rhyme sung by the Prime Minister is not a good omen, but a bad omen."

"A sign of great misfortune. How is this possible?"

"Qianlicao is Dong, and Shiribu is Zhuo. These two sentences correspond to the name of the prime minister." Li Ru spoke slowly, but his eyes were looking at Dong Zhuo's face. He saw that Dong Zhuo's eyes were already showing some anger. Li Ru knew that if he said the next words, Dong Zhuo would probably be really angry. At this point, he had no choice but to make up his mind, "He Qingqing, you must not live. These two sentences mean that the prime minister is too powerful and will soon perish."

The anger in Dong Zhuo's eyes grew more and more intense, and the veins on his fat face were exposed, making him look somewhat hideous.

"Wenyou, if you continue to talk nonsense and disrupt the morale of our army, you will be subject to military law."

"Prime Minister, Liu Yu is hiding in the dark, stirring up trouble. The abdication of the emperor at this time is most likely Liu Yu's conspiracy. Prime Minister, you must be on guard!"

Li Ru still refused to give up and continued to state his reasons.

"Wenyou, I have just told you that if you dare to talk nonsense again, you will be subject to military law. Do you really think that I dare not kill you?"

"Xiangguo..."

As soon as Li Ru said the word "Prime Minister", many words were stuck in his throat and he could no longer say them. His voice was desolate, and it was filled with endless helplessness and loneliness.

He had still held on to a glimmer of hope, but at this moment, all his fantasies were shattered, and the hope in his heart instantly turned into nothing.

He knew that everything could not be undone. All those heroic words they said when they swore an oath together would eventually fade away with time, until there was no trace left in the air.

Li Ru stood up straight, bowed solemnly to Dong Zhuo, then slowly turned and left.

He walked forward very slowly, as if there was lead between his legs, and every step was extremely heavy.

Li Ru's eyes were empty. All the energy in his eyes had been completely lost the moment he turned and left.

This will be the last time he sets foot here, and leaving here will not only be his body, but also the dream in his heart.

Ever since he followed Dong Zhuo, he has been fighting for his dream.

From the moment he took over Luoyang, Li Ru thought that his dream would come true in the near future. However, what happened was not the starting point of his dream, but the beginning of a nightmare.

He once thought that his dream would soon come true, only to realize that everything was just an illusion.

The breeze blew across his cheeks, a little cool. The rain fell with the wind, a heavy rain came down without any warning.

Li Ru stood blankly in the rain, letting the rain soak his entire body, without moving a muscle.

My eyes are hazy, I don’t know if it’s rain or tears?

Everything around me became blurry.

As the cold rain entered his body, Li Ru began to tremble unconsciously.

In a trance, he seemed to have returned to the distant Xiliang.

He and Dong Zhuo sat together, drinking and enjoying themselves. The two men, who were in high spirits, hit it off immediately and had a great conversation. They were determined to support each other and walk side by side.

Li Ru clearly remembered that the wind that day was a little cool, just like today.

Finally, some raindrops fell, but he didn't feel the slightest bit of cold.