In mid-August, Lü Bu returned to Chang'an.

When the Son of Heaven learned of Lu Bu's return, he ordered him to go down and personally lead hundreds of civil and military officials to go out of the city for thirty miles to greet him.

The emperor has an order, and the officials dare not disobey.

The weather in August was like fire, and Liu Xie, who was sitting under the Luo umbrella, couldn't stand the heat, so the attendant shook the fan vigorously, trying to alleviate the irritability that arose from his heart.

The sons of heaven who have Luo umbrellas to shade are so anxious, not to mention the hundred officials who are standing under the scorching sun. Everyone was sweating, but no one lost their honor in front of the Son of Heaven, fanning the wind with their sleeve robes, and could only endure the torment silently, praying in their hearts that Lu Bu would arrive here sooner.

I don't know how long it has been, maybe it's a stick of incense, maybe it's an hour. In short, in such a scorching weather, even for a minute, it is like a year.

Fortunately, God opened their eyes, and finally let them look forward to the army of Lu Buban's return to the dynasty.

Looking at it from a distance, I couldn't see the faces of the generals and soldiers clearly, but I felt that the black pressure was overwhelming, and the momentum of the edge was overwhelming, so that the hundred officials were calm in their chests, and they didn't dare to gasp out of the atmosphere.

The rumbling pace of stepping forward is like stirring a machine that does not understand. Even in such a hot season, the soldiers still maintained a strict phalanx, without the slightest distraction and transgression.

The military attaches beside the holy car nodded secretly, which showed that it was not unreasonable for Lu Bu to beat Yuan Shu like a lost dog and flee hundreds of miles in a hurry.

Regardless of Lu Bu's personality and background, at least he leads the troops, and he is indeed very set.

Seeing that the unique imperial banner of the Son of Heaven was erected here, Lu Bu ordered to speed up the march. Regardless of whether the Son of Heaven really came to welcome him, or Ding Gong pushed behind him, at least, he gave himself enough face.

Leading the team to the front of the holy car, Lu Bu dismounted, bowed and clenched his fists: "Minister Lu Bu, meet Your Majesty!" ”

Tens of thousands of soldiers behind him knelt on one knee, lowered their heads, and shouted in unison: "Meet Your Majesty!" ”

Liu Xie is young after all, and when he saw this grand scene, he only felt that his heart was burning, and he couldn't wait to immediately take these heroic sons and daughters to create an immortal foundation.

"Soldiers, get up!"

Liu Xie suppressed the blood in his heart, and personally stepped forward to help Lu Bu and comforted him: "Aiqing, you have worked hard." ”

"I'll see Da Sima later." The civil and military officials on both sides also bowed and saluted.

Lu Bu nodded slightly, before the assassination incident was completely revealed, he didn't want to tear his face with Baiguan like this.

Hearing the relief of the Son of Heaven, Lu Bu took a step back, looked at the Son of Heaven, who was only as tall as his chest, and bowed down again: "How can the minister be virtuous, he actually let His Majesty deign to wait here, it is really embarrassing for the minister!" ”

"Aiqing is the pillar of the country, if Aiqing hadn't rescued him with all his might, I wouldn't be where I am today. I remember the feelings of those years in my heart. Liu Xie said with great gratitude.

"It's the duty of a minister." Lu Bu lowered his head, he had doubts in his heart at the moment, he hadn't seen him for two or three years, how could the Son of Heaven seem to have changed people.

When he started again, Liu Xie grabbed Lu Bu's wrist and said quite freely: "Let's go, ride with me and return home." ”

Lu Bu didn't dare to say it, but the Son of Heaven grabbed it very tightly, and if he pulled it out, he was afraid that it would hurt the Son of Heaven.

In desperation, Lu Bu could only follow the Son of Heaven to the royal car.

Six pure black horses pulled the cart and walked slowly, under the umbrella cover, the Son of Heaven held the railing, and Lu Bu stood behind him, compared with the weak Son of Heaven, he looked tall and powerful.

After the Son of Heaven left, the hundred officials who knelt down on the road got up and followed behind.

"This surnamed Lu really doesn't know what to do, he actually dares to ride with the Son of Heaven, does he still have the word monarch and minister in his heart!"

"Dong Zhuo was so rampant back then, he didn't dare to take the royal ride, Lu Bu was simply a kingless and fatherless!"

"Shh~ Two adults, be quiet, don't let Lu Bu's ears and eyes hear this. Otherwise, we're all going to suffer. ”

"What are you afraid of, since he dares to do it, is he still afraid of what others say!"

With that said, the voice gradually faded down.

A bunch of unfashionable guys!

Ding Gong, who was walking in front, only heard a few words, narrowed his old wrinkled eyelids, and mocked in his heart, he glanced back at Baiguan, patted his trouser legs and knees casually, and dusted off the mud on them.

He didn't teach Liu Xie this, but Liu Xie's words and deeds today are indeed extraordinary.

As the master who taught the Son of Heaven, Ding Gong and the Son of Heaven met almost every day, and Ding Gong couldn't know what kind of character Liu Xie was.

Someone must have come up with an idea for the Son of Heaven behind his back.

Who taught it?

Ding Gong looked around, all the officials were the same, and he couldn't tell who it was just from the surface.

In recent times, there have been many ministers who have seen the Son of Heaven, but there are only a handful of people who can persuade the Son of Heaven to do this.

Taiwei Yang Biao, Situ Wang Yun, or Sikong Liu Pu?

Or, is it the son of heaven who is single-minded and seeks to be on top?

Ding Gong pondered carefully in his heart, and connected some recent private visits, he probably guessed the fox behind the Son of Heaven.

However, Ding Gong didn't tell Lu Bu about his thoughts, he kept an eye on it, what if Lu Bu fell?

No one can say for sure.

He has never been loyal to anyone, Dong Zhuo was like this back then, and now Lu Bu is too.

Ding Gong seems to have been born to live only for profit, and whoever can make him soar will be with whomever he is.

In the east of Chang'an City, there are three city gates, namely Xuanping Gate, Qingming Gate, and Bacheng Gate.

Close to the Bacheng Gate of Changle Palace, you can hear the sound of gongs and drums from afar. The merchants and people in the city gathered here early, looking in the direction of the outside of the city, with a look of expectation on their faces.

Compared with the liveliness of the Bacheng Gate, although there are many people here in Xuanping Gate, it is much more miserable.

They were all refugees who had been living outside the Bacheng Gate, but now that Lu Buban was going to pass through the Bacheng Gate, they were all driven away.

Lu Bu led the army back, and even the Son of Heaven went to pick it up in person, and Wang Geng, as the captain of the division who maintained the stability of Gyeonggi, naturally could not let these refugees sweep away the interest of Da Sima.

Outside Xuanping Gate, in addition to many refugees, there are more than 20 porridge sheds erected.

As long as it is a displaced person, all of them can come and line up to receive rice porridge. Although it can't completely fill its stomach, at least it won't starve to death like people in other places.

At first, the refugees thought that the court had a conscience and was finally willing to give alms.

Later, I learned that it turned out that this was the lady of the Great Sima Mansion who took pity on them and couldn't bear their suffering, so she sold a lot of treasures in the mansion in exchange for food relief.

You must know that because of the drought in Guanzhong and the ravages of locust plagues, the wealthy families in various places have hoarded and lived in strange places, resulting in high grain prices, and the market has reached nearly 500,000 yuan.

This is also a price that was previously unimaginable.