Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 673 Preparation Time to prepare

  In Chang'an City, Zhang Liao looked at the scattered pedestrians on the street and couldn't help frowning. Is this Chang'an? Is this still the capital of the Han Dynasty?

  Since the capital was moved, a large number of people have poured into Chang'an, bringing Chang'an a short period of prosperity, like a silk cloth that has been burned by flames, and now only ashes are left after the brilliance.

  The supplies on the market were scarce, and many people had to start migrating outside of Chang'an City, or even further afield, and Dong Zhuo's original conditions for relocating the people, but because of Dong Zhuo's death, everything returned to zero.

  Chang'an now is like an internet celebrity who suddenly encountered a downpour and has nowhere to hide. The sparse eyebrows, freckles on the sallow complexion, and the dark bags under the eyes that were originally covered are all exposed...

  Zhang Liao walked across the streets and alleys silently, and then got off his horse before arriving at a large courtyard. Lu Bu's soldiers on duty at the gate naturally recognized Zhang Liao, and hurried forward to lead the horse.

   "General, Marquis Wen told you that if the general comes, there is no need to report. Marquis Wen is in the courtyard." Lu Bu's personal soldier said.

  Zhang Liao nodded. He had just entered the compound when he heard Lu Bu slapping the table in the courtyard and singing Bingzhou ditties with his neck stretched out, singing very energetically.

"Hahahaha, Wen Yuan is here! Come here, drink this bowl first!" Although Lu Bu said that he wanted Zhang Liao to drink a bowl, he actually lifted the bowl and poured it into his own mouth inside.

   "Boping is in the barracks again?" Zhang Liao looked around and asked Gao Shun when he didn't see him.

   Lu Bu nodded.

  For Gao Shun, Lu Bu was sometimes very speechless, and when he was asked to come for a drink, it was mostly to excuse that he couldn't come because he had something to do. Maybe it wasn't an excuse, but in Gao Shun's eyes, things in the barracks were more important than drinking with Lu Bu.

  Zhang Liao was also silent, and he couldn't say anything about this matter.

Now the prices in Chang'an City are booming. Although Lu Bu is a warm man, there are still a lot less dishes on the wine table. However, for drinkers, the food is not important, the important thing is the wine, as long as there is wine on the table That's fine, as for the dishes, that's a secondary thing...

   Lu Bu poured out the wine bowl when it was empty, and then poured it again when it was empty, and soon the jar of wine was finished. Lu Bu patted the table again to ask the attendant to deliver the wine, but the attendant replied tremblingly that the wine was gone.

  Lu Bu was furious, and shouted: "I won't buy the wine when I run out!"

   "Report Wen...Wen Hou..." The waiter turned pale with fright, and hurriedly knelt down to make amends, unable to speak, "Money...there is not enough money..."

  Lu Bu jumped up violently, and threw the empty wine bowl directly on the waiter, "Why is there not enough money? Isn't it not long since I paid my salary?! Are you greedy for some money?!"

   "Wen Hou, calm down!" Zhang Liao glanced at the empty wine jars on the side of the table in the courtyard, and there were seven or eight empty wine jars, so he grabbed Lu Bu and asked the waiter, "How much is a jar of wine in the market now?"

  The waiter kowtowed again and again, and said, "General, the current price of wine in the market is 15,000 yuan per jug! It's not...not a petty greedy ink, it's really...the price of wine is too expensive...Please wait, General Mingjian..."

   "Fifteen thousand dollars?!" Lu Bu was also taken aback.

   "Wen Hou, may I ask how much salary you received a few days ago?" Zhang Liao asked Lu Bu again.

   "One hundred thousand dollars." Lu Bu said.

  Zhang Liao calculated silently, then pointed to the seven or eight new wine jars in the courtyard and said, "Wen Hou, these are more than one hundred thousand yuan..."

"This..." Lu Bu looked at the wine jar in the yard, and then at the wine splashed on the table because of pouring wine, as if he was calculating in his mind how much the wine splashed on the table was worth. …

   "Mr. Wen, do you have tea at home? How about removing the wine table and cooking tea?" Zhang Liao said upon seeing this.

   Lu Bu sat down, then nodded dejectedly, and waved to the attendant.

   "This day..." Lu Bu shook his head and sighed.

  When I was in Bingzhou, although I was poor, I was happy. Although I didn't have much wine and meat, I didn't seem to have any troubles.

  When I arrived in Luoyang, I had money, wine and meat, but there were more and more troubles, and I felt anxious.

  Now in Chang’an, the rich are even richer, tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of money are handled at every turn, but they seem to be poorer, they don’t even have wine and meat, and they have more troubles...

  Zhang Liao waited for the attendants to finish their work, and then lowered his voice slightly and asked, "Wen Hou, could it be that Situ rejected him again?"

   Zhang Liao said "again" because Lu Bu's suggestion was rejected by Wang Yun and Wang Situ not once or twice. This incident sometimes makes Zhang Liao feel a little incredible.

   Lu Bu nodded silently.

  Counting this time, Wang Yun has already rejected him three times.

  The first time Lu Bu spoke to Wang Yun was when Dong Zhuo had just been killed.

...

   Lu Bu's face turned dark at that time, and he left without saying a word.

The second time I persuaded Wang Yun was after a period of time. At that time, the Xiliang army was leaderless, disorganized, and panicked. Even when Niu Fu ordered the massacre of Bingzhou soldiers, the morale of the Xiliang army was very unstable. At that time, Lu Bu suggested that Wang Yun issue an edict to pardon the generals of the Xiliang army, and then order them to report to Chang'an, divide the Xiliang soldiers, and accept their soldiers, so that the Xiliang army can attack each other without any threat.

Wang Yun seriously refused, saying that these Xiliang generals had been pardoned once before, and the court had given them a chance, and it was impossible to allow people who made mistakes again and again. These Xiliang soldiers lost their leaders and had no money and food supplies. , can't make much waves, not to mention that the Shandong Army is just around the corner. Under the order of the imperial court to let it attack westward, the Xiliang Army will definitely collapse, so it is not a concern.

   Lu Bu touched his nose, fell silent, and left.

  Two days ago, Lu Bu found Wang Yun again.

The Shandong army, who originally thought they would cooperate with the imperial court's actions, was unusually silent; then the members of the Yang family either talked about the price issue in Chang'an every day, or the issue that Dong Zhuo could return to Luoyang after his death; Connecting each other day by day, gradually gathering together...

  Lu Bu suggested to Wang Yun that he mobilize 40,000 soldiers from the Chang'an court, led by Lu Bu, and then attack one or two Xiliang armies closest to Chang'an with thunderous force, so as to frighten Wang Yun and make him dare not act rashly.

   Then Wang Yun seriously refused. Wang Yun believed that the Xiliang army was too difficult to become a powerful weapon, and it was not enough to go to war. What's more, there was a shortage of supplies in Chang'an, and there was not much food and grass to support the army's actions.

   Zhang Liao was also silent after listening to Lu Bu's words. ,

  Although it was Lu Bu who spoke, it was also Zhang Liao who came up with ideas and made plans, but now, even Zhang Liao is very helpless...

Zhang Liao said: "Wenhou, if things go on like this, there will be problems sooner or later..." Dong Zhuo has been dead for a long time, but there does not seem to be a unified thought and power among the ruling and opposition parties. Wang Yun seems to have exhausted all his resources when he assassinated Dong Zhuo The ability to act and the courage are now almost looking forward and backward and moving slowly, and they have not listened to Lu Bu's suggestion. This situation makes Zhang Liao very worried.

   "Prepare?" Lu Bu murmured and repeated, "It's time to prepare, but how to prepare..."

   The temperature drops suddenly, and I have a cold...

   Headache, stuffy nose...

  (end of this chapter)