Chapter 33: Changes in Mind
After a few drinks, a temporary deal ended. Two people who have little acquaintance sit with wine glasses, each thinking about their own business.
Time passed silently, and the two sat quietly, relatively silent. They didn't have much in common, and their words were relatively pale.
"Little brother Ying, let's go! Don't let Your Majesty wait! Zhang Rang, who came back to his senses, once again showed a harmless smile from humans and animals, showing his harmlessness.
Looking at Zhang Rang's smile like a spring breeze, Ying Fei only felt cold all over her body. That smile is like poison, killing people without leaving a trace.
"Zhang Gong, please!"
Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Brother Ying showed an appropriate smile on the corner of his mouth, and said to Zhang Rang. Every move gave Zhang Rang enough respect, because he knew that in the next period of time, he and Zhang Rang's interests were the same.
For Quan Gelding, Brother Ying does not hate it. The demise and decay of a country have little to do with these people, the most important thing is the monarch.
When the initial emperor used Zhao Gao as the middle car order, Zhao Gao trembled under the eagle eyes of the first emperor, and did not dare to make any rash moves. The first emperor was in one day, and Zhao Gao did not dare to have a different heart.
However, as soon as the first emperor died, Hu Hai ascended the throne, with Zhao Gao as prime minister. Hu Hai is not the iron-blooded king who grew up in infinite suffering and conspiracy of the First Emperor, Hu Hai is just a second generation who has been spoiled by the First Emperor.
When the second emperor ascended the throne, Zhao Gao began to refer to the deer as a horse, and cholera was in the world. Looking at all this, it all shows one thing, the king should bear the greatest responsibility for the demise of a country.
The reason why the Eastern Han Dynasty fell here has a lot to do with the two emperors of Hengling. Some ethnic chaos flashed in his mind, and the light in his eyes never left Zhang Rang.
said hello to Sun Deren, followed Zhang Rang and Xun Yu and walked towards the Luoyang Palace. There are three horse-drawn carriages in a row on Suzaku Street, with royal symbols, and the last of them is Yingfei.
Three carriages rampage through the wide road, and no one dared to stop them. Although there is some instability in the world, it also depends on where it is.
Luoyang City, as the base camp of the Han Dynasty, is garrisoned by more than 100,000 imperial forest troops, and all chaos will be suppressed. In this world, the military is the cornerstone of all power, whether ancient or modern, whether Chinese or foreign.
More than 100,000 Han Imperial Forests are the backbone of the Han court. In Luoyang, no one dares to challenge the majesty of the Han in an open and honest manner, and the emaciated camel is bigger than the horse, and this sentence is not unreasonable.
After about a quarter of an hour, the carriage stopped. Everything was held so quietly, with the support of the coachman, getting out of the carriage, Ying Fei's eyes were suddenly attracted by the horses pulling the cart.
The mane is like fire, the whole body is strong, the hooves are powerful, and it is the standard sign of a good horse. It's just that this horse's eyes are only meek, and there is no wildness and aura in the past.
This also means that a good horse, a war horse that can hold the field in the hands of the general, is ruined in this way. The fate of this horse from now on can only be to pull the cart, the wildness is worn out, and the life is already doomed.
At this moment, Ying Fei figured out many things and truths. He feels that people are like horses, once the creativity in his bones disappears with age or other reasons, it means that the person is ruined, even if he is trying, he is just standing still.
Desire is the original driving force for human beings to move forward, and a person, especially a strong person, is generally a person with strong desires. Especially the princes and generals, their desire to control is often surprisingly large, which is why the Son of Heaven called himself a widow in the first place.
The widowed, between heaven and earth, within the eight wildernesses, and among the six hexaths, only one person is high, and all people are tools and serve them.
"Whew!"
After sighing at the horse pulling the cart, Ying Fei completely fell into the magnificence and majesty of the imperial city and couldn't extricate himself.
Increase the old Zhou, Luoyi. The fan is majestic, showing wings. Guanghanjing is in Zhuxia, and it is extremely extreme in all directions, so in the imperial city, the palace is bright, and the court is beautiful.
These can't describe the majestic atmosphere and heaviness of the Luoyang Imperial City, Ying Fei looked at the imperial city in front of her, and her eyes revealed a touch of heat.
The master here is the most powerful man in the world, that is the dream pursued by men in the world, when Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, watched the first emperor tour eastward, and a sentence could replace him, so that how many descendants were enthusiastic.
"Brother Ying, please!"
Looking at Ying Fei in shock, Zhang Rang's eyes flashed with such a thought. No one has just come to Luoyang and is not shocked by the magnificence of the imperial city.
Whether it is Zhang Rang or Xun You, who was born in a family, they are all the same. The two of them waited until Ying Fei came back to her senses and the shock in her eyes gradually disappeared before she spoke.
"Gong Zhang, Gong Xun, please, boy Meng Lang!"
Hearing Zhang Rang's voice, the shock in Ying Fei's eyes quickly subsided, and a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, and he arched towards Zhang Rang and Xun You.
"It's okay, let's, it's not as good as you back then!"
The guards of the imperial city are extremely strict, with a post in ten steps and a guard in five steps, and the patrols are interspersed all the time, making the imperial city guards impregnable.
According to Ying Fei's visual observation, if there were no 200,000 people, it would be impossible to conquer the Luoyang Imperial City in a short time, and the heavily guarded could not even fly a fly in.
The rulers are the most afraid of death. Therefore, a powerful boss has the most bodyguards around him and the safest residence, and it is at this moment that Ying Fei gave birth to the idea of forming a guard team in the future.
During the Three Kingdoms period, the personal ability of military generals was extremely prominent. The great name of Yilu, Erzhao, and Sandianwei shocked the world, and there were also a series of assassins, which made the safety of the lords of the Three Kingdoms unguaranteed.
The little overlord Sun Ce was assassinated, and was called light and unprepared by later generations. Although Ying Fei learns swords, he is still self-aware.
At best, he only has the power to protect himself, and compared with Xiaobawang, he is not half a star. What's more, Ying Fei has never appreciated personal bravery, and the inscription in his dictionary is that two fists are hard to beat four hands, and he punches the master to death.
Although Ying Fei didn't know how powerful Lu Bu was, he knew that the records in the history books were that Xiang Yu, the overlord of Chu, was able to carry the tripod, but under the siege of Han Xin's dozens of times the troops, he finally broke through with twenty-eight cavalry.
As long as there is an iron-blooded guard, although this world is big, there is no place to go. Looking at the magnificent, majestic and domineering imperial city, Ying Fei was not impressed by the majesty of the Han Dynasty, and the majestic imperial city did not serve the purpose of Xiao He's design.
On the contrary, it aroused Ying Fei's heart to form an iron-blooded guard, and this time it also made Ying Fei's heart grow, and he began to become less and less trusting of others, only of himself.