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

Liu Yu's words instantly made the atmosphere in the hall lively.

Low voices of discussion slowly emerged.

These people did not dare to talk about Wang Yun, so they could only shift their target to Liu Yu.

Liu Yu didn't need to listen, just by looking at the expressions of the crowd, he knew that they were all words of praise.

Cai Yong's eyes were full of tears. He had never expected that Liu Yu would trust him so much.

He had always thought that Liu Yu was extremely talented, but only today did he realize that Liu Yu's virtue was actually several points higher than his talent.

His eyes were filled with tears, and he choked with sobs as he said, "Uncle..."

His heart was filled with excitement, and once these two words came out of his mouth, he could no longer speak.

Wang Yun turned a deaf ear to the discussions. He knew that Liu Yu was extremely talented and that he would not stand much chance of winning a debate with him.

He was silent for a moment, and then he cut off the source of the problem. Since he couldn't win the argument, he would not say anything more. He waved his hand to signal the soldiers and left with Cai Yong.

Cai Yong said nothing and let the soldiers lead him out.

After Cai Yong's performance, the banquet became boring and everyone left tacitly soon.

Liu Yu had anticipated this outcome, as he knew that he could not really persuade Wang Yun.

In history, Cai Yong was imprisoned and killed by Wang Yun not long after he was arrested. From this, we can see how deep Wang Yun's hatred for Cai Yong was.

What he has to do now is to rescue Cai Yong before he is killed.

Liu Yu already had his own plan on how to rescue Cai Yong.

As soon as the banquet was over, he came to Wang Yun's residence.

Wang Yun's face was livid in the study, but when he heard that Liu Yu had arrived, he still had someone bring him in.

Wang Yun thought he would hear Liu Yu's earnest persuasion, but Liu Yu's next sentence made Wang Yun smile.

"Uncle, after careful consideration, I realized that you have far-reaching plans. I was rude at the banquet just now. I hope you can forgive me."

"My dear nephew, I knew that you were talented and intelligent, and you would understand my painstaking efforts. You really did not disappoint me."

"May I ask, my dear uncle, how should we deal with Cai Yong?"

Wang Yun sneered.

"He is attached to Dong Zhuo, so killing him is not enough to appease the people's anger."

Liu Yu echoed, "Uncle, what you said makes sense. He is attached to Dong Zhuo, so he is an enemy of the Han Dynasty. Only a public execution can show the majesty of the court."

Wang Yun had been thinking about how to execute Cai Yong for a long time.

Cai Yong had a high prestige, and public executions would have a better deterrent effect, but they would also easily arouse resentment among scholars across the world.

"My dear nephew, I have thought about it for a long time and still feel that public execution is inappropriate. Well, after all, we are both ministers in the same court, so let him commit suicide in prison."

"Uncle, that makes sense. In that case, I will go to the prison and complete this task for you."

Seeing how positive he was, Wang Yun smiled slightly.

"My dear nephew, you are the emperor's uncle. You don't need to go on this kind of mission. I can send a minor official to pass on the message."

"After all, Cai Yong is a great scholar of the time. If a petty official goes there and Cai Yong is unwilling to commit suicide, there will be a commotion, which may damage your uncle's reputation. It is better to let your nephew go there and persuade Cai Yong to plead guilty and commit suicide. This will not only show your uncle's benevolence, but also shock the world. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

"My dear nephew, are you sure you can convince Cai Yong?"

"Cai Yong has a daughter named Cai Wenji, who currently lives with him in Chang'an City. All my nephew needs to do is promise to take good care of Cai Wenji, and Cai Yong will definitely agree."

As soon as Liu Yu said this, Wang Yun was filled with admiration in his heart.

This plan was very clever. Not only did it solve the problem of Cai Yong, but it also earned some praise. It was a win-win situation.

"In that case, I'll have to trouble you, nephew."

"Don't worry, uncle. I will not fail in my mission."

After coming out of Wang Yun's mansion, Liu Yu went straight to the prison.

When he arrived at the prison gate, the jailer saw that it was Liu Yu who came and hurriedly saluted with a respectful attitude, which made Liu Yu feel as if he was in another world.

To be precise, his arrival in this world began in prison. At that time, he was panicked facing the imminent execution.

He tried to get close to the jailer, but found that he was ignored.

Looking at the people in prison now, they all walk slowly with their heads down, not daring to breathe.

Under the guidance of the jailer, Liu Yu soon met Cai Yong, but after only half a day, he looked haggard and his eyes were dull.

After the jailer opened the cell door, Liu Yu waved his hand to signal the jailer to leave.

Liu Yu walked into the prison, looked at the dazed Cai Yong, and called out softly.

"Mr. Cai, Mr. Cai..."

Cai Yong heard someone shouting and came back to his senses from his thoughts. Seeing that the person was Liu Yu, he grabbed Liu Yu.

"Uncle, you are here, but has the prince listened to your advice and is willing to forgive me?"

Liu Yu shook his head.

"Mr. Cai, you guessed wrong. On the contrary, the prince sent me to persuade Mr. Cai to commit suicide."

When Cai Yong heard this, the glimmer of hope that had just appeared in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

He was silent for a long while, then he sighed and said slowly: "I am already sixty years old, and it is not a pity to die. It is a pity that the history of Han Dynasty that I am compiling is not yet completed."

"Since this is my fate, there is no point in me saying more."

After saying this, he sighed deeply. When he read the Records of the Grand Historian, he often felt sorry for Sima Qian who suffered castration. It was not until today that he realized that although Sima Qian suffered castration, he was much luckier than himself. Even if he wanted to endure the humiliation and complete the editing of the history book, he had no chance at all.

"Yong has a request, please agree to it, uncle."

"Tell me what you want. If it is within my ability, I will do it without hesitation."

The frustration on Cai Yong's face disappeared, replaced by a fanaticism.

"I have sorted out most of the information on Han history. After I die, please collect these materials and find a knowledgeable person to complete the remaining work. In this way, I will live on even though I am dead."

Liu Yu did not expect that at this time, Cai Yong was still obsessed with editing history books.

This selfless spirit touched Liu Yu's heart.

If it were me, I would definitely not be able to do it. I would be dead now, so why would I care whether the work is completed or not.

“I can’t do this.”

Liu Yu's words instantly froze the fanatical Cai Yong.

In Cai Yong's memory, Liu Yu loved literature so much that he would never let these classics be lost.

He had just deliberately entrusted this matter to Liu Yu because he wanted Liu Yu to take on the important task of Han history.

In today's world, apart from Liu Yu's talent, who can make him admire, no one else is even worthy of his attention.

He also believed that given Liu Yu's love for literature, even if he did not entrust this matter to him, Liu Yu would not sit idly by after his death.

Who knew that as soon as he said it, Liu Yu rejected him directly without even thinking for a moment.