Chang'an, Weiyang Palace.

At this time, the sky was hazy, and the grand and solemn hall was standing with courtiers, discussing national affairs.

Liu Xie, the son of heaven, sat in the emperor's position, listening to the reports of the ministers below, and he also heard it in a fog. He is only seven years old this year, and he basically doesn't understand the big and small things in the imperial court, and ninety percent of the affairs are handled by the Sangong monk Shangshutai.

After the courtiers finished reporting, the young Son of Heaven yawned, apparently not sleeping well last night. He looked at the ministers and tried his best to make his face solemn: "Zhuqing, but there is still something to do?" ”

"Back to Your Majesty, the ministers are fine." The courtiers bowed and replied.

"Since there is nothing to do, then ......"

Before the two of the 'scattered dynasties' could say anything, a burst of news piercing the sky suddenly sounded outside the hall: "Right General Lu Bu asks to see!" ”

Hearing this, the officials in the hall suddenly stirred and whispered.

"Why did this guy Lu Bu come back?"

"Who knows, isn't he far away in Xiliang to quell the chaos? Who brought him back? ”

"Somehow, I always feel unsteady in my heart, and I have a bad premonition......"

Liu Xie, who was about to leave his seat, heard the rumor, so he had to sit back in his position patiently, straighten his clothes, and then said slowly: "Xuan Luqing come in." ”

When the first emperor was alive, he once said that Lu Bu was a divine sword, which could be used to expand the territory, crusade against rebellions, or implement a new system, but this person could move forward indomitably and be invincible.

Liu Xie has always kept these words in his heart, so he subconsciously regarded Lu Bu as a good minister who could be entrusted with big things.

Hearing the call of the Son of Heaven, Lu Bu, who was standing outside the hall, took off his shoes, untied the sword from his waist, and handed it to the eunuch at the door.

Then, walk into the main hall.

"Minister Lu Bu, meet Your Majesty, Your Majesty has no time to go."

Lu Bu stood in the center of the main hall of Weiyang Palace, bowing and clenching his fists.

"Lu Qing is exempt." Liu Xie raised his hand and motioned for Lu Bu to get up.

As soon as Lu Bu straightened up, someone next to him took advantage of the topic and scolded him: "Wen Hou, you didn't change your court clothes when you came to face the saint, and you came in wearing military armor like this, what do you want?" Shocked Your Majesty, can you afford it! ”

As he spoke, the man bowed his hand to the Son of Heaven and said, "Your Majesty, Lu Bu is rude, please treat him for the crime of great disrespect and set an example!" ”

"Your Majesty, please punish you."

In the palace, nearly half of the courtiers knelt down and asked the Son of Heaven to punish Lu Bu.

"Your Majesty is the true son of the dragon, why not be afraid of my evil spirit. You have to sow discord, don't forget who fought for your life to rescue you from Dong Zhuo's mouth! ”

Lu Bu was also a little annoyed, he was busy with the stability of the Xiliang region and the settlement of the people of Luoyang. These officials and gentlemen who are vegetarian are good, and if they don't do useful things, they are all pulling him back.

From Xiliang to Chang'an, the mountains are high and the road is far away.

Fortunately, he had a divine horse, Chi Su, and he ran wildly all the way, and it took two or three days to successfully reach Chang'an.

After returning to Chang'an, Lu Bu's mansion did not return, so he came to the palace to face the saint.

"Dare to ask Marquis Wen, but return to Beijing with an edict?" Some people questioned that generals who were fighting abroad were not allowed to enter Beijing without being recruited by the imperial court.

Otherwise, it is a capital offense!

Lu Bu was stunned, these guys really pushed themselves up the fire pit, and the problem was more tricky than the other.

"It's a matter of national border security, and General Ben can't care about that much."

Lu Bu said calmly, and then apologized to the Son of Heaven: "Weichen is dedicated to the Han Dynasty, and he has no intention of offending His Majesty, please let Your Majesty know it." ”

Liu Xie was still young, so he didn't think it was a big deal, so he tolerated Lu Bu.

However, the hundred officials refused to stop there, and Geng Ren, the speaker of the council, held on even more, and sneered at Lu Bu: "The lower officials want to hear how big the so-called big thing of Wen Hou can be." ”

He is the second eldest of the Geng family, and his father Geng Mi was assassinated a few days ago. Although the assassination was unsuccessful, it also shocked the old man half to death, and he has not recovered yet.

Lu Bu didn't reply directly, but asked rhetorically: "General Ben also wants to know, why don't you accept the surrender of Han Sui, Song Jian and others?" ”

Before the hundred officials could speak, Geng Ren snorted coldly first, and said with great righteousness: "Han Sui and Song Jiannai are thieves who rebel against the country, if they are surrendered today, doesn't it mean that other thieves can follow suit in the future?" Where is this face of the imperial court, and where is my Han country? ”

When Lu Bu heard this, he really wanted to go up and slap him twice. However, with the Son of Heaven here, he must not be too presumptuous, forcibly suppressing the anger in his chest, and confronting Geng Ren: "Liangzhou has been out of the control of the imperial court for several years, and the situation is turbulent, now that Han Sui, Song Jian and others are willing to surrender, why can't they be given a chance?" Do you have to force them to jump over the wall in a hurry, and their lives will be ruined! ”

When it came to this, Geng Ren still didn't feel that the situation was urgent, but said disapprerovitously: "My Han army is strong, fierce generals are like clouds, and there are only a few little rebels, why be afraid!" ”

These words are full of confidence, and there are not a few officials who have this idea, and they all nod their heads to agree.

Little traitor?

Lu Bu was amused by Geng Ren's tone, there were more than 100,000 rebels in Liangzhou, and the elite soldiers were strong. If it was really a thief, how could it be that for so many years, the rebels were not defeated, and they almost forced the imperial court to abandon Liangzhou.

Now you tell me about the little traitor, why should you be afraid?

Lu Bu was too lazy to talk to these Confucian scholars who had never been on the battlefield, and dropped a sentence in a cold voice: "If Geng Yilang thinks that he is really capable, please take your troops to Liangzhou and quell the rebellion with me." ”

Geng Ren saw that Lu Bu actually underestimated himself, and suddenly he lost his temper. He had read some strategies in the art of war, and he recognized himself as the commander of one side, and asked the Son of Heaven for his life: "Your Majesty, the minister is willing to be a general and fight for the country to suppress the traitors." ”

This time, he wants to let the world know that Lu Bu is not the only one who is good at fighting in the world.

"Zhuqing, what do you think?" Liu Xie asked the ministers below, in fact, he was more inclined to Lu Bu's side, after all, he could take back Liangzhou without fighting, of course, it was the best.

However, none of these courtiers seemed to agree with Lu Bu's opinion, but instead supported Geng Renlai.

"Your Majesty, the minister thinks that Geng Yilang is brave and strategic, and he will definitely be able to quell the rebellion in Liangzhou and return triumphantly." Taifu Qing Wei Li was the first to stand up and make a statement.

"The ministers seconded the proposal." More than half of the officials in the hall said in unison.

In this way, the big picture is decided.

Lu Bu had nothing to say, and after dispersing, he dragged his tired body to his mansion.

The servant Qing Wei Li walked up to Wang Yun, looked at Lu Bu's back, and laughed triumphantly: "Situ, look, this guy's lonely back looks like a dog!" ”