Fall In Love with the Technology Tree

Liu Xie, the deposed emperor of the Han Dynasty, is ten years old this year. To say that he is downcast is really downcast. After all, none of the real power factions in Chang'an City take him seriously; but no matter how downhearted, there are still more than 500 people who are willing to flee with him.

Half of them are palace maids and eunuchs.

The other half consists of loyal soldiers. The leader was Taiwei Yang Biao, the head of the Hongnong Yang family. Counting down, there are Zhang Wen, Ding Gong, Liu Ai, Yang Qi, Chong Ji, etc., and Dong Cheng, the only one who can lead troops.

Empress Dowager Dong's maiden family was slaughtered by Yuan Shao and He Jin when the first prince and the second prince were fighting for the throne. Only Dong Cheng escaped because he joined the army in Xiliang. He is Liu Xie's cousin and the closest relative by blood.

Because of this relationship, Dong Chengcai tried his best to betray the rest of the Xiliang Army, and took two hundred personal soldiers to embark on an escape route with an uncertain future.

When you leave Chang'an in the east, the most dangerous pass is the heavily guarded Tong Pass. When the dangerous pass showed its true face in the haze, Yang Biao asked everyone to show the car, and the emperor sat on the carriage in a marquis costume, showing his face, and a group of people marched to the pass.

"When Dong Zhuo proclaimed himself emperor, he promised the title of King Hongnong of the Han emperor. Unexpectedly, he died before he fulfilled his promise. Now, the king of Xiliang Guo Si and the king of Beiliang Li Jue, To banish the Emperor of Han from Chang'an after only sealing a small Marquis of Pingyin is too deceiving." Yang Biao's words were burning with anger and anger, and he really stunned the soldiers guarding Tongguan.

Immediately, Liu Ai, the waiter, pinched Xiao Liu Xie's arm and whispered, "Your Majesty, cry."

Liu Xie was so painful that tears came out, so he wiped his face: "Woo woo woo."

The palace maids and eunuchs shed tears of grief, and they cried loudly for a while.

"The big man is unfortunate." All kinds of old officials with gray beards knelt on the ground and patted the wheels, "In the past, the Zhou Dynasty replaced the Shang Dynasty, and the descendants of the Shang were named the most superior principality, and the emperor was granted permission to use the emperor. It is truly heart-wrenching to look at the courtesy that Shang Jun received, and the humiliation that Emperor Han received!"

The Western Liang warriors didn't understand what they were saying, but it attracted a lot of laughter. "Old thing, what's the book bag? Let you all get out."

"Pingyin County doesn't have a lot of people left, so I can't guarantee the food and clothing of the Han emperor, but what should I do?"

"How do we know this? Is it possible that you still want to borrow grain from Tongguan? Go rolling, this year's severe drought, the grain is already low, but there is no excess. Besides, that child is no longer the emperor Now, why should we support him?"

Under the meticulous performance of Yang Biao and others, Liu Xie and his party successfully deceived the guards of Tongguan and entered the Hedong boundary. Yang Biao even called the shots and sold most of the palace maids in the team to Tongguan, and the two women exchanged a horse.

As soon as they came out of Tongguan, all the baggage was abandoned and they marched towards the east. The nobles headed by the abolished emperor rode on horses, and those with low status ran on their legs. The line grew long, and people kept being left behind, sunk into the withered grass, and could never be seen again.

Even so, by the evening of the same day, Chang'an's pursuers chased behind the buttocks. They were all bloodthirsty and fighting veterans of Xiliang. Without looking back, they could feel the terrifying murderous aura coming from behind, turning the hot air into ice cold.

He had no choice but to let Dong Cheng's troops break.

Yang Biao personally carried the exhausted little Liu Xie and rode on the fast horse, galloping all the way, and at the same time shouting: "Han Emperor only wants a way to survive, all kings Are you not afraid of being criticized by the people of the world?"

His voice is loud and can really reach the ears of the pursuers.

Guo Si cut down an infantry with one knife, looked up and said, "You have lived in Chang'an for five years, haven't you lived well? You tried your best to get out of Tongguan, didn't you just want to find Guandong princes Are you coming to beat us? I have already seen through you celebrities!"

Hurry up, hurry up."

Liu Xie was so frightened that he spoke quickly: "The King of the West is on top, I just want to go back to Luoyang to pay homage to my father. It's even more ridiculous to order the Kanto princes, who will listen to me?"

He could say such words at the age of ten, which made the old ministers feel sad again.

But Guo Si didn't buy it. "Hahaha, since the Guandong princes don't listen to you, then you can go back with me."

I can't talk about it, I can only fight and run. Fortunately, not far to the east of Tongguan is Hongnong County, which is supported by some of the Hongnong Yang clan. In the end, at the price of blood and corpses that stretched all the way, Liu Xie and his party crossed the river, leaving the vicious Xiliang army on the other side of the river.

It was late at night.

Liu Xie sat tremblingly in the woods, listening to Yang Biao, Zhang Wen, Liu Ai and the others counting the number of people.

Not a single female family was left, even Yang Biao's wife and Dong Cheng's daughter were abandoned. The eunuchs were a bit ruthless, and there were more than 40 who survived by running on their legs, more than the number of low-level officials. The soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and even the civil servants who knew swordsmanship suffered many sacrifices.

"Your Majesty," Yang Biao's voice seemed to have aged ten years in the dark, "There are still 193 people, and we will save His Majesty even if we do our best."

Liu Xiaoxie hugged her knees: "They all said that I was rejected by my ancestors and was born to die."

Yang Biao's voice trembled: "Don't say that."

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"Don't say that! You are here, the Han Dynasty is there. You are gone, unless there is a second Guangwu Emperor, the Han Dynasty is really gone."

Although there is an urgent situation pressing on her forehead, Liu Xie is still a ten-year-old child after all. When he woke up again, he was already in an abandoned village.

A little **** with a familiar face brought him face wash, and then gave him a formal suit that had been carefully dusted off one by one. In the end, a crown of twelve was pressed on the head.

Liu Xie frowned and asked, "Do you still need to pay attention to your manners on the way to escape?"

Yang Biao answered outside the broken wooden door: "When Confucius was down, he did not forget to sing and play the qin.

Although Liu Xie half understood, he still respectfully gave a student salute: "I would like to be taught."

After the number of personnel was reduced, the target became smaller. The team of more than 100 people went out at night and hid in the mountains and forests and villages, and even escaped the search of the Xiliang army several times. As they got closer to Luoyang, the surrounding scenery became more and more desolate.

The traces of the flames burned are still clearly visible even years later. The farmland is barren, ten villages are nine empty, and even people who want to find a house to make a fire for cooking have become a luxury.

The Xiliang Army, who was used to a good life, couldn't stand it anymore. The cavalrymen took three rations outside, and they would starve to death after seven days, and there was no people for them to harvest, so they had to retreat to the west of Tongguan.

The threat of the pursuers is lifted, and famine ensues. Ten years ago, when Emperor Ling was in charge of heaven and earth, he said that the emperor of Han would one day beg in Luoyang, who would believe it? But such a ridiculous thing happened.

All are equal before hunger.

Only three bowls were brought to Liu Xie, a bowl of thin corn porridge, a bowl of wild beans, and a bowl of wild vegetables. With no meat and no salt, it's almost unbearable.

Summi was obtained by begging from the ruins from house to house after walking three miles from Xiaohuangmen. Wild beans were found by the soldiers from the deserted and dry fields. The wild vegetables were picked by Sangong Jiuqing from the corner of the wall. It was already the most plentiful food the pampered team could find.

In addition to Liu Xie himself, others only cook and eat wild vegetables.

Just like Ding Gong, who used to be the master of cooking without meat, now? I broke two branches as chopsticks, and snorted and drank dandelion leaves. A bowl of bitter and rough wild vegetables is not full at all.

"When is this day going to end?" The officials surrounded Yang Biao, waiting for him to make up his mind.

"Quiet!" Yang Biao shouted, "What kind of formality are the dignified Jiuqing, Shangshu, and Shizhong?! I have already sent letters to Liu Yan of Yizhou, Liu Biao of Jingzhou, and Cao Cao of Yanzhou. arrive."

In fact, there are two brothers Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu next to Luo Yang. But because Yuan Shao once destroyed Dong Chengman's clan and made Liu Yu's youngest son emperor in Jizhou, they just went to death. As for Yuan Shu, since he was proclaimed emperor, I don't even need to mention it.

Nowadays, there are no more than Yizhou, Jingzhou, and Yanzhou. The others are too far away, and the far water cannot save the near fire. In fact, everyone is more inclined towards Cao Cao, and the migration all the way is also in the direction of Yanzhou. Liu Yan and Liu Biao were both surnamed Liu, and it was not certain that they would proclaim themselves emperor with a "squeak"; only after Cao Cao was an eunuch, it was a compliment for the Han emperor to join him.

"Will someone really come to rescue the orphan?" Liu Xie was wearing three-layer deep clothes, and even in the early autumn when the weather was getting cooler, he was sweating profusely.

"Your Majesty, you should call yourself mine!"

Liu Xie bit his lower lip: "Since the first emperor, only those who have commanded the world can call me 'Zhen'. I am now like this, and I can be called a loner, which is good."

"Your Majesty speaks carefully!" Yang Biao strode up to the Emperor's side, his brows and eyes were stern, "His Majesty is of the blood of the Han family and is extremely noble. If you are arrogant, you want us who follow you. How to do?"

The gentry officials didn't say anything, but the eunuchs hugged their heads and cried. The shrill cry of neither man nor woman filled his ears like a demonic sound.

Under the shock of Yang Biao, the team did not disperse. All the way to begging all the way to the east, all the way to Xingyang, but no princes reply. If you go further, you will leave the Luoyang realm. Whether it is to enter Yanzhou or Jingzhou, or turn to Yizhou, it is best not to break into other people's territory without making up your mind.

Just like that, Liu Xie and his party stopped in Xingyang.

Xingyang used to be a prosperous place, and it was only across a river from the Aochang where Luoyang was used to store grain. Although it was looted by Dong Zhuo when he moved the capital, but because of the fertile land, some people came back gradually. Now there are hundreds of households, and there are groups of refugees and beggars who make a living here.

When I first heard that Emperor Han lived here, every day people ran to Liu Xie's broken courtyard to "peep the emperor's trail". Those who are more respectful will kowtow outside the courtyard; those who are more daring will look directly into the courtyard to see what the little emperor is wearing and doing, and then turn around to brag about it.

But when Liu Xie lived in Xingyang for a full month, things took a turn for the worse. Who can tolerate a beggar begging for food every day for a month? Originally, there was a severe drought this year, and my family lived on the food from previous years. Even if this beggar has the title of "Emperor", it doesn't work!

I was in a hurry to ask for food, and some children from the farm came to Liu Xie's door to spit. "Bah, are you still the emperor? When the people are displaced, they don't see you, only those who grab food are happy."

This made Liu Xie cry again.

If you lose your troops and lose your generals, you can't even force food. It's such a failure to be the emperor at this level.

September is halfway through. Liu Yan in the middle of Shu wrote back saying that the road to Shu was difficult for him, and the team to welcome the Han emperor would not arrive until the spring of next year.

"Excuse! Nonsense!" Yang Biao said.

Liu Biao from Jingzhou said that he would come to pick him up when he discussed with the Jingzhou family. Cao Cao of Yanzhou said that when he raised some food, he would come to pick him up. But in the final analysis, it is not yet possible, and there is no specific deadline.

From the three princes and nine ministers to the servants and soldiers, they are all like mourning. The days of being looked down upon by the common people have to continue. Gradually, even beggars are no longer afraid of "the emperor's courtyard". Refugees roamed the courtyard laughing and joking, singing nursery rhymes handed down from the Yellow Turban era about the impending fall of the Han Dynasty, which even Yang Biao could not ban.

On this day, Liu Xie was eating when he saw two dirty faces, one large and one small, outside the fence, staring at the beans in his bowl.

Liu Xie's heart was tight, and he quickly called to be on guard.

The elder beggar held the beggar in his arms and did not dodge. "My dear, this child and I have been hungry for three days. The adults can stand it, but the child can't. You are kind, so let's give us something to eat."

He spoke earnestly. Liu Xie couldn't bear it, so he found a broken bowl and poured half a bowl of millet porridge into it.

"Your Majesty." The left and right eunuchs quickly discouraged, "No."

Liu Xie shook his head: "Go. I have a bad appetite today."

Only then did Xiao Huangmen gloomily bring the porridge bowl to the beggar. "Drink now, I'll lift you up."

The beggar gave the bowl to the little one. The little beggar took it, drank half of it, and pushed it back to the older one. "Uncle Six, you drink too."

The man called Sixth Uncle didn't answer. "I don't eat what I eat. You drink it."

The little beggar put the bowl on the ground and ran three steps away. "Uncle Six, drink it."

Uncle Six drank the rest of the porridge, gave it to the yard, and left with the child. They detoured around the half-new and half-old ruins of Xingyang, and finally turned into a farmhouse that was not young.

In front of the room is a chicken coop, which houses five old hens. The sound of rattling, rattling, reminiscent of the prosperous chicken farms in Dalian Port.

This old lady who is feeding the chickens with insects has a rickety body, but her movements are still agile and her eyes are bright. "The six ghosts are back. So fast, didn't you mean to see Emperor Han?"

"I have seen it." Qin Liu took the mink tail to the well and began to scrub the dirt on his body. "It's been a long time since I asked for help. Dalang is sending someone to rush here. We won't rush."

"You don't have time to hurry?" The old lady joked, "Then how are you going to explain to the master?"

"I'm here to be her eyes and ears. I'll tell the truth." Qin Liu first cleaned himself up before slipping to the backyard to write a cipher letter and seal it in In the wax pellets, the carrier pigeons are released.

A few dove gray feathers fell from the sky and floated to Qin Liu's feet. The little emperor's character is not bad, but there is always a feeling that something is lacking. Qin Liu couldn't tell, but he intuitively thought that if the master sat across the fence, he would definitely reject him.