In the Three Kingdoms period, the opening scene features the killing of Huang Gai, shocking Zhou Yu!

Why is that?

Zhao Yu shook his head.

"I read documents every day, and my back aches from the exhaustion."

I just lend my name to the group; when I have free time, I go fishing with Cao Jie in the mountains outside Xudu City.

Cao Cao knew I was lazy, so he turned a blind eye.

Liu Bei was amused.

"Indeed, sir, you can't stand being restrained."

He reached out his hand.

I wanted to pat Zhao Yu on the shoulder.

He was also afraid that the mud on his hands would soil Zhao Yu's blue robe.

The hand stopped in mid-air.

In the end, he just rubbed his knees.

There was a moment of silence in the carriage.

Liu Bei had another question.

They became more serious.

He sat up straight.

Hands on knees,

"Is that person... alright?"

That person.

Naturally, it is the current emperor.

I guess they won't call him Emperor Xian of Han anymore.

It is the "My Emperor" that Liu Bei spoke of, the banner he held high throughout his life.

Liu Bei's eyes were filled with hope.

He probably thought Zhao Yu would say something like "the emperor has been humiliated," "he weeps day and night," or something similar.

Zhao Yu answered very decisively.

He was even a little careless.

"Very good."

Zhao Yu gestured to his stomach.

"You've gained weight."

"You've gained...weight?"

Liu Bei was stunned.

Why is this?

His expression froze, making him look somewhat comical.

Would the word "fat" appear on a puppet?

"How did you gain weight?"

Liu Bei was not giving up and pressed for more information.

"That traitor Cao... Cao Mengde didn't make things difficult for His Majesty?"

"no."

Zhao Yu poured himself another cup of herbal tea.

"The Prime Minister is busy with campaigns in the south and north and has no time to manage matters in the palace."

As long as His Majesty relinquishes power and doesn't collude with foreign officials to rebel, the Chancellor won't bother with him.

"Do you know Generals Shoucheng and Wenyue of Xiliang?"

"What's wrong?"

It seems the news is spreading a bit slowly.

"The two of them now run a restaurant called 'Shenwei Lao' and are in charge of cooking for His Majesty."

"Is that so?"

Liu Bei was full of suspicion. He couldn't believe that these two warlords would do such a thing.

So I decided to ask the question differently.

"So, Your Majesty... what do you usually do?"

"Repairing a letter."

"His Majesty said that the world is full of fighting and killing, which he can neither control nor manage. He and Prime Minister Cao are one civil and one military, and Prime Minister Cao controls the government, so let him control it."

"His Majesty has now set up a library in the palace."

"They say they're going to compile a monumental book that's unprecedented and unparalleled." "They've even come up with a name: 'The Jian'an Grand Ceremony'."

Liu Bei opened his mouth wide, unable to close it for a long time.

"The Jian'an...Grand Ceremony?"

"Yes."

Zhao Yu continued to explain.

"His Majesty has collected rare and incomplete books from all over the land and summoned hundreds of old Confucian scholars from the north. From classics, history, philosophy, and literature, to agriculture, sericulture, medicine, divination, and even folk tales of the strange and supernatural, everything must be included."

"His Majesty has come to terms with this. The Han dynasty may not be able to be preserved, but its cultural heritage must be passed down in his hands."

"I get up at 7 AM and go to bed at 9 PM every day. Apart from eating, I spend my time proofreading manuscripts."

"He has a relaxed and easygoing personality, and a healthy, rosy complexion."

Liu Bei was stunned.

He tried to visualize the scene in his mind:

Cao Cao was fighting wars outside, killing and setting fires.

Liu Xie ate and wrote books in the palace.

This scene is so jarring.

Yet, there was a strange sense of peace.

"Repairing books is good... repairing books is good indeed."

Liu Bei muttered to himself.

He had heard about the book repair before.

I originally thought it was a smokescreen put out by Cao Cao.

Only when Zhao Yu said these words did he finally calm down.

He lowered his head and looked at the rough porcelain cup in his hand.

"As long as people are alive and not suffering, that's better than anything else."

"When I am stationed in Jingzhou, I feel a tightness in my throat whenever I think of His Majesty's suffering in Xuchang."

"Now that I've heard what you've said, I finally understand things much better."

He was truly relieved.

As long as you're alive, you're not suffering.

The flag is right here.

As long as he lived, Liu Bei's struggles were meaningful.

Liu Bei even felt a secret sense of satisfaction—Cao Cao was spending money to support the emperor of the Han Dynasty, and the emperor was using Cao Cao's money to compile the books of the Han Dynasty and pass on the spirit of the Han Dynasty.

This deal is a good one.

"Then... is there a place for this in the book?"

It's only natural for people to leave a few words in history books.

Liu Bei was not surprised.

Zhao Yu was taken aback. He certainly couldn't let Liu Bei down; he had to have something, even if he didn't have one.

"have."

"His Majesty specially left one scroll, which is empty."

"Empty?"

"His Majesty secretly told me before that the story of the Imperial Uncle is not over yet."

"His first half of life was filled with hardship and displacement, but the second half must be written by the Imperial Uncle himself with his sword. Your Majesty awaits the completion of this chapter."

"Furthermore, His Majesty asked me to pass on a message."

"What did you say?"

Liu Bei leaned forward, his ears perked up.

"His Majesty said that my uncle has been working hard outside."

"If one day you can't run anymore, then stop running."

"The Han Dynasty lasted for four hundred years, which is quite a long time. Dynastic changes are normal. The ancestors of the Han Dynasty will not blame a descendant who has done his best."

Liu Bei finally couldn't hold back his tears.

It dripped into the bowl.

There was no loud crying.

He just covered his face, his shoulders shaking violently.

The grievances of half a lifetime,

All of this, in that seemingly disheartening "Don't run away," becomes a silent catharsis.

Zhao Yu didn't say anything.

I just watched quietly.

The car body gave a slight jolt.

Stopped.

Zhao Yun's voice came from outside the carriage.

"My lord, we have arrived at the East Garden."

Liu used his sleeve to wipe his face haphazardly a couple of times.

I didn't rush to get off the bus.

He pulled out another pair of cloth shoes from under the cushion.

This is the backup.

Put it on slowly and deliberately.

I stepped on it.

They fit perfectly.

"gentlemen."

Liu Bei no longer calls himself General Zhao Yu.

"Even after getting off the bus, the drama of Jiangdong must continue."

"His Majesty is compiling books; that is a matter for generations to come."

"Bei is a vulgar man who only knows how to fight and seize territory."

"Since the 'Jian'an Grand Ceremony' is going to be rebuilt, it needs a stable table to place it on, doesn't it?"

"For the sake of this table, I must defend Jingzhou."

Liu Bei lifted the carriage curtain.

The gate was filled with armored soldiers from Eastern Wu.

That is the new battlefield.

"Sir, please."

Liu Bei stepped aside, letting Zhao Yu go first.

Just like when we asked Zhuge Liang to come out of seclusion.

Respect,

Persistence.

……

night,

Sun Quan's residence.

The boot that fell off outside the city gate during the day,

Furthermore, Liu Bei's actions thoroughly humiliated Jiangdong, repeatedly disgracing it.

Therefore,

This is the courtroom.

On the left, Jiangdong's civil and military officials.

Right side, guest seats.

Liu Bei stood ramrod straight.

Zhao Yun stood by, his hand on his sword.

Further down, the style changes abruptly.

Zhao Yu leaned against the armchair.

Ding Yi was bent over (because his ribs were broken) and was holding a goose leg.

Jiang Gan... Jiang Gan was winking and making faces at Zhang Zhao opposite him.

"cough."

Sun Quan could no longer tolerate it.

I have to get my face back tonight.

This is also a signal to start a war.

At the banquet in Jiangdong,

One person got up.

handsome appearance

Shi Yi, courtesy name Ziyu.

He first bowed to Sun Quan.

He then turned around and pointed his finger directly at Zhao Yu.

"Zhao Yu! How dare you sit here?"

"Cao Mengde was nominally the Chancellor of Han, but in reality a traitor to Han! He held the emperor hostage to command the feudal lords, persecuted loyal officials, and desecrated imperial authority!"

"You aid and abet the wicked, a slave to two masters, yet you dare to call yourself an angel of the Han Dynasty? Aren't you afraid of being ridiculed by the world?"

The age-old argument of "traitors to the Han".