[Three Kingdoms] stay together

Because it was not an environment he was familiar with, Metasequoia was not tired, and kept writing something by the light of the bronze lamp.

"Isn't the king still sleeping?" Gongsun Zan's daughter, who was worried, pushed the door and entered. Seeing that Metasequoia was still at work, it was not good to disturb his thoughts, "If you are tired, the concubine is next door."

Or maybe it was really busy, and Gongsun Zan's daughter waited for a long time before hearing the voice of the person writing at the table.

"Go and rest, don't worry about me."

"Yes." Gongsun Zan's daughter persuaded her to no avail, so she had to go back to the room first and rest obediently.

After the lights next door were turned off for a long time, Metasequoia, who was struggling to write, finally finished writing the letter. He put down the brush, moved his stiff arms, got up and handed the letter to Goshawk who was waiting by the side, stroked his feathers and confessed. : "Don't worry too much, be careful along the way."

"Chirp." The goshawk chirped, flapped its wings, and flew out with the letter tied to its leg.

After Goshawk left, maybe because he slept too much at noon today, Metasequoia was still not tired at all, and he didn’t want to wake up the people next door, so he just wandered out of the study and went back to today’s nap. There was still light at this time Hall.

"Bong Xiao?" Metasequoia was surprised when he saw who was busy there, "Aren't you going to rest at this late hour?"

"I haven't finished writing today's letter, and I can't sleep anyway. I have to return it until tomorrow, so I just stay here and finish all these before leaving." Guo Jia stopped writing, apologizing: "It's because Jia was not thoughtful enough, It must have disturbed His Highness's rest, so Jia..."

"No need." Metasequoia interrupted Guo Jia.

These tasks should have been done by himself, but now they all fell on Guo Jia, and he was already very embarrassed, how could he drive people away.Moreover, Guo Jia imitated his own handwriting and carefully read the reply, so it was even more impossible to let him go.

"You continue to write." Metasequoia also sat down, opened the letter with Guo Jia and read it, and then wrote a reply.

Guo Jia nodded with a smile, and began to write again, "Your Highness, you know that Brother Wen Ruo has misunderstood your concerns today? You thought he was too powerful to threaten you. Although Jia comforted him, Brother Wen Ruo didn't Sometimes I like to think too much, but Jia's words have no effect."

"Really." Metasequoia didn't expect that Wen Ruo's worry could be exchanged for his simple concern. It was almost the same reason after all. Mistakes are blamed on others.

"Why does everyone like rights?" If it is possible, Metasequoia hopes to regain his freedom. He doesn't have to stay in the yard like being grounded every day. If he wants to see it, he can go there. "Although I want to let go, but that is not possible things."

Only himself and Xie'er were left in the entire Han Dynasty. Emperor Xian Liu Xie was trapped in Xuchang, and he could not touch the internal affairs at all. The massacre is happening.

"I don't care, and there are a few people who think that the world should be named Liu now." It doesn't matter what kind of Metasequoia's surname in the future, as long as he knows that it should be named Liu at this moment.

"Your Highness, have you ever heard the saying that wealth is less than three generations?" Guo Jia knows that this statement is not very pleasant to explain, but it is a perfect metaphor for decline. "It means that wealth is less than three generations."

"The founding majesty used hardships and blood to build his own world, but his children and grandchildren have never been exposed to such hardships, so they can't understand the hard-earned things they enjoy now, so they squander them, thinking that everything in front of them is taken for granted."

Guo Jia's words are very suitable as a metaphor for the Han Dynasty. Among the descendants who inherited Han Gaozu, there are a few people who are not addicted to wine and sex, and obediently manage the government.After all the calculations, except for Liu Xiu, Emperor Guangdi of the Han Dynasty who had experienced the annihilation of Wang Mang once, either he was mediocre, or he completely ignored the government and just cared about having fun.

Even the Han Dynasty is like this, let alone ordinary people.

Metasequoia looks down, and the world will change sooner or later. "I have forgotten how the red emperor can get up. If there are not Zhang Liang, Xiao He and Han Xin, it is not known whether the world is named Liu." item.

"Strategy is in the tent, and the decisive victory is thousands of miles away." Guo Jia smiled, he loved this sentence the most, "When I was a child, I couldn't read books, and every time I saw this sentence, I felt that there was nothing to do. I won’t come.” Because of this sentence, he became an official and counselor.

In Guo Jia's heart, Zhang Liang is like the star idols that children like today, so cool.

But it's a pity that he still lost in the strategy after all, and failed to win against Xun Yu.

When Metasequoia heard this, he turned his head and asked, "Does Feng Xiao want to be Zhang Liang?" Metasequoia left half of the military affairs to Xun Yu, and was thinking about who would take over after he rested. Come up, "I'm thinking, when Yuan Shu's matter is over, I will reward the meritorious officials with titles. Although it is not very proper, it can appease those who are anxious about my succession."

Of course, it was mainly to appease Gongsun Zan who had been pushing him towards his daughter recently.

But there are some problems with this.

"I want Wen Ruo to be a Situ and be a senior official."

Guo Jia nodded. Adding an official as a tutor is a great kindness, and letting Xun Yu take charge of civil affairs can also reassure His Highness, "Jia originally thought that His Highness would make Brother Wen Ruo your prime minister."

Xun Yu's contribution is no exaggeration even if he was granted the title of Prime Minister, but it's a pity that he was only added as the Taifu.

"He can't be a prime minister yet." Metasequoia had other plans, "The status is too high, Gongsun Zan will make trouble for him, I have my own plans for whoever becomes a prime minister."

"Oh~." Guo Jia narrowed his eyes, remembering someone and asked, "But the new favorite Mr. Zhou?"

"He has to be the governor, after all, he is my confidant." Metasequoia shook his head, and said something that even Guo Jia was stunned, "I am going to let Yuan Shao's Ju Shou worship the prime minister."

Yuan Shao's side has not yet surrendered, is it assumed that Jushou will be worshiped at this time?

"Why is Your Highness so confident that he will return?"

Hearing this, Metasequoia replied with a smile: "Of course it is because he owes me my life. Xun Yu said that he is upright, dare to say, his schemes are also first-class, and the most important thing is - he can understand clearly."

Compared with Xun Yu, His Majesty who has a strong desire to protect, Ju Shou is indeed more suitable for worshiping the prime minister.

"Then how will His Highness arrange for the Ma brothers? General Zhao and General Lu?" Guo Jia did the math. His Highness has few advisers, but there are many generals who are cited as confidantes. It is impossible to separate all confidants. I have to keep a few around, but the positions that can be left vary too much.

Guo Jia had already guessed that according to His Highness's thinking, Lu Bu must be a great general, so he took the opportunity to mention his confidant Zhao Yun to the position of hussars, while Ma Chao mentioned the position of Zhengbei, leaving only Zhao Yun by his side, and throwing the other two away. Go out to guard the frontier and expand the territory.

"Conferring Zhao Yun as the commander-in-chief and staying in the north is also a way out for me." Metasequoia had his own ideas, but Guo Jia guessed completely wrong, "Ma Chao was named a general, his two brothers were named generals according to their abilities, and Lu Bu As Wei Wei, in charge of the guards."

Guo Jia was too surprised by this arrangement, "Your Highness...is this position too low for Lu Bu?" Although the position is very important, it must be held by a confidant, but with Lu Bu's character, he heard such an appointment. It's no wonder he doesn't jump up, he is more suitable to work hard on the front line, consuming that seemingly abnormal amount of energy.

Metasequoia shook his head, "How could Feng Xiao not understand? I'm not stupid. If Fengxian worshiped the general, he wouldn't be able to help me, and would cause me trouble, and if I let him go, Wen Ruo didn't feel at ease. You can keep him by your side in this way."

"How could Jia not understand that His Highness wants to use the Ma family to contain Gongsun Zan, and Lu Bu will be more unscrupulous in worshiping the general. Although it is better to let him fight, but he is afraid that the villain's words will be heard in his heart, and there will be another riot at that time." Guo Jia sighed, Wen Ruo also said this in private, but Lu Bugong is not easy to arrange, and it is a hidden danger to stay, why not... kill him.

But His Highness still refused to kill this person cruelly.

"What if, one day, Lu Bu did those things again and hurt His Highness?" Guo Jia was worried. Lu Bu was not very manly enough to control him. To become a Weiwei basically means sticking a knife to His Highness's neck. He really wanted to kill His Highness. It's not something that comes easily.

Metasequoia looked at Guo Jia, and replied very seriously: "Then give it to him."

Guo Jia already understood that Metasequoia would not touch Lu Bu even if he touched anyone, and he would keep him even though he knew that raising tigers would be a danger, so he could only sigh and ask: "If someone else brought His Highness out of Luoyang City that day, and carefully Take care, will His Highness still be like this?"

"..."

Seeing that Metasequoia remained silent, Guo Jia felt relieved and planned to talk to Wen Ruo about it tomorrow.Fortunately, Lu Bu only had the grace of saving His Highness, and nothing else.

"Then how will His Highness arrange Jia?" Guo Jia changed the subject.

Metasequoia stopped writing, thinking while typing the letter, and said after sorting out the last letter: "Taiwei."

"External name, the military division sacrificial wine."

Dark master of the military, Ming is the chief of counselors.Your Highness's arrangement is to make him Zhang Liang.

Guo Jia flicked her fingers and accidentally smudged the paper, "Ah..." I wrote it to the end, and it was a waste of a piece of paper, which is really extravagant.

"Feng Xiao also wrote with me all night, and I will do the rest by myself." Metasequoia didn't let Guo Jia continue writing because he was afraid that he would be tired. After all, his health is still not very good. According to Wen Ruo, the seasons change. Sometimes Feng Xiao would still be bedridden.

Guo Jia didn't want to leave without a job, and couldn't sleep when he went back, so he just sat next to Metasequoia to help him seal the letter.Metasequoia didn't say anything, and silently agreed to Guo Jia's stay.

The two of them were busy until midnight before they finished writing and sealing all the letters.

After working all night, he was very tired, and Metasequoia didn't want to move any more, so he called the person who had been outside to listen to the dispatch. It was an eunuch who was about the same age as Metasequoia, and Ma Teng had specially found it from Chang'an. He is innocent, and he was brought here by someone who had stayed in the palace, and he was specially asked to serve Metasequoia personally, but Metasequoia still prefers to do it himself.

"Ah Jiu, ask them to send you two quilts. Feng Xiao and I will just rest here today."

"Oh." The little eunuch outside the door responded, and went to call for someone to move the quilt.