The emperor walked into the yard, and Lu Xiaohuan followed in and chattered non-stop. Cao Pi, who was dozing on the edge of the desk, heard the sound, stood up, rubbed his eyes, and saluted the emperor in a daze. The emperor waved his hand and signaled him to retreat. Cao Pi responded, took two steps back, turned around, and hit the door frame with a "" sound, his nose hurt, and he squatted down with a "oh" sound.

Lu Xiaohuan couldn't help laughing. The emperor also felt a little funny, but when he saw Cao Pi's look of wanting to cry but not daring to cry, he was a little reluctant and signaled Lu Xiaohuan to calm down. Lu Xiaohuan curled his lips and turned his face away. The emperor glanced and saw a wooden box on the table, with a line of familiar handwriting on it, which was the handwriting of his sister Liu He, and he was immediately overjoyed.

"Cao Pi, when did the eldest princess' letter arrive?"

Cao Pi stood up, covered his swollen forehead, and endured the crying voice. "Your Majesty just arrived when he left the city, and sent it with the official documents. The official documents were transferred to the secretary's desk, and the eldest princess's private letter was sent here."

"Okay, okay." The emperor was overjoyed and sat down before the case, pried off the seal mud with the book knife on the case, cut the wire rope, and opened the lid of the box. There was a letter in the wooden box, a thick stack of more than ten pages of paper. The emperor took out the letter and found that there was a book below. The cover of the book was titled "Yuzhoushan Poetry Collection". The emperor laughed and put it aside first. He took the letter from the eldest princess first.

Lu Xiaohuan came over, took the collection of poems and flipped it out, and curled his lips. "Sun Ce is a martial artist who prefers to pretend to be elegant. This collection of poems has been published one after another, but none of them are his own. Hey, this is the sun coming out from the west, and there are actually his poems. Haha, it's so short, only four sentences. There are no ancients in front of them, and no one behind them. I miss the leisure of the world, and I cry alone. Oh, this is really interesting, can he still cry?"

Lu Xiaohuan was overjoyed, and the emperor rolled his eyes. Lu Xiaohuan stuck out his tongue, got up and left, and put the collection of poems in his arms. "I'll take a look first." Without waiting for the emperor to agree, he slipped out. The emperor shook his head helplessly, turned to see Cao Pi standing aside, and signaled him to retreat, calm down and read the letter.

This is the first letter from Liu He after leaving Chang'an. It was written in a very long and detailed manner. The process she left Chang'an and arrived in Pengcheng. She met Sun Ce for the first time. She was cold and alienated at first, but later became familiar with her. In the second half, the content gradually became mainly based on Sun Ce. The eldest princess described the process of Sun Ce's arrival in Liaodong from her perspective, carefully deploying and taking over the Da clan in one battle. She was both admiring and a little uneasy in her words.

The emperor laughed silently. He could understand Liu He's complex mood at this moment. Sun Ce was good at fighting and defeated Gongsun Du in one battle. A young hero. Liu He was naturally happy to be so grateful for his husband. However, Sun Ce's ambition was revealed, which was a major concern for the court. There would inevitably be a battle in the future. She was worried that the emperor would be Sun Ce's opponent.

"Silly sister." The emperor shook his head, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and sighed softly. "I told you that you don't have to worry about the affairs of the court. You can live your life with peace of mind. Why do you have to think so much? If Sun Ce sees it, you will inevitably feel a grudge." He paused, savored Liu He's tone in his letter, and felt relieved. It can be seen that Liu He was doing well, and he could not see any pain except staying away from his relatives' longing. When he mentioned Sun Ce, he felt intimate and shy, at least he did not abuse her.

"You have made merits, and your crime will be reduced by one level." The emperor said to himself, and then looked down. The expression of his eyebrows gradually became solemn. Sun Ce inspected Youzhou and told Liu Bei to confront Yuan Tan, intending to attack Yuan Tan from north to south. The emperor was very disappointed. He put down his letter and stood up and walked back and forth. "Liu Bei is brave but not wise, and he does not understand the general trend. He will only seek profit. He will bring shame on himself." The emperor said while shaking his sleeves and sighed. "The rotten wood cannot be carved, and the rotten wood cannot be carved."

In the outdoor corridor, Wang Yi and Lu Xiaohuan sat side by side on the railing, holding a collection of poems to read. When they heard the emperor's sigh, they looked at each other, a little surprised, but they didn't ask much. Lu Xiaohuan pulled Wang Yi's sleeve. "Which song do you like?"

"This song." Wang Yi stretched out his finger. Lu Xiaohuan glanced at it and couldn't help but curled his lips. "Is this song good? Why do I think he doesn't have any sentence? Can the ancients see it? They are all buried in the soil. Can the visitor see it? They have not yet been born."

"This is a method of writing poetry, not real." Wang Yi explained patiently: "The ancients and the comers refer to the past and the future..."

"Is that?" Lu Xiaohuan widened his eyes and turned his dark eyes. "Then he is too conceited, right? He is the strongest throughout history? I admit that his martial arts skills are good, but that is because he has not met a real opponent. If he meets me Aweng, he would not dare to brag like this. Isn't Ma Chao just like this? He thinks he is too arrogant, but he still admits defeat when he meets me Aweng."

Wang Yi was so amused that he decided not to discuss this topic anymore. It was obviously an irrational behavior to talk about poetry with Lu Xiaohuan. She recited this poem secretly and was very curious. I heard that Sun Ce was just weak, so how could he make such a poem? This poem is good, but it was too depressing. He didn't look like a young man with high spirits, but he was like a middle-aged man who had been in a long time, standing on the top of the mountains, looking at the mountains, lonely and lonely.

Could it be that he asked someone to do it and asked for a name?

Just as he was thinking, the emperor's sigh sounded again in the room. "I don't see the ancients in front of me, and I don't see the comers behind me. I have such a great spirit. Sun Ce, can't you find your opponent?"

Wang Yi and Lu Xiaohuan were surprised. Before they could speak, Liu Ye hurried in, passed by them, saw the collection of poems in Wang Yi's hand, and stopped overnight. "Is this a new book?"

"Report to the Lord, yes." Wang Yi did not dare to be negligent and quickly handed over the collection of poems. Liu Ye took it in his hand and was about to look through it. The emperor walked out of it and waved to Liu Ye. Liu Ye nodded to Lu Xiaohuan. Wang Yi hurriedly nodded, took off his shoes, entered the house, and closed the door.

Wang Yi looked at Lu Xiaohuan, and Lu Xiaohuan also looked at Wang Yi. Both of them looked a little uneasy. Liu Ye was extremely wise and very cunning. He had never lost his composure like today. Something must have happened. Lu Xiaohuan wanted to go in and listen, but Wang Yi pulled him away. He walked a little further. He stood in the corridor and pricked up his ears to listen.

Inside the house, Liu Ye sat in front of the emperor, took out a memorial and placed it on the table, but did not send it over. He pressed his hand on it, and his fingertips were a little white because he used too much force. The emperor stared at Liu Ye, sitting upright, motionless.

"Your Majesty..." Liu Ye's voice was a little hoarse. He bit his lip and his eyes were uneasy. "Please... be careful not to be impatient."

The emperor's mouth twitched, and a reluctant smile appeared. "Is Ziyang worried that I would compete with Sun Ce?"

"Your Majesty is the emperor who has been in charge of the Han Dynasty for four hundred years. Sun Ce is just a powerful minister who is prosperous for a while and should not be compared."

The emperor showed a self-deprecating feeling in his eyes. "Xun Lingjun had an agreement with Zhang, and Zi Yangkan was on par with Guo Jia and Xun You, who could compete with Taishi Ci?"

"His Majesty……"

The emperor raised his hand and interrupted Liu Ye. "Ziyang, let me ask you another thing, Wuwei, did the Xianbei invade in Zhangye this year?"

Liu Ye kept silent. The reason why he rushed over was that after seeing Taishi Ci's record, he was worried that the emperor would be angry and comparative, and said something he shouldn't say, and could not control it. Now that he heard about the emperor's problem, he knew that his worries were becoming a reality. The emperor had not had time to tell others, but he was already angry.

Wuwei and Zhangye are of course border jing. Not only Wuwei, but Zhangye, but also in the northern and peaceful areas. In recent years, the Xianbei people invaded almost every year. But Han Sui didn't say it, and he didn't ask, just pretending that there was no. Otherwise, what else could be done, let the emperor fight against the Xianbei people?

"Zi Yang, why do we want to fight the West? We mobilized troops and spent money and food. For this reason, we did not hesitate to show our weakness to Sun Ce. The dignified eldest princess was a concubine. Is it just to walk around Liangzhou? The Qiang leader of the Liangzhou family had sealed the seal, rewarded the rewards, and married the marriages. Could it be that he just heard them shout long live? They shouted long live in front of them, and were they laughing at the court behind their backs? "

Although the emperor's voice was not loud, every word was heartbroken. Liu Ye was speechless. When the emperor was excited, he rose up and flicked his sleeves. The collection of poems on the table was rustling by the wind. After turning two pages, he happened to stop at Sun Ce's poem. Liu Ye glanced at it and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

There is no ancient man in front of him or the person behind him, so a very big tone. Sun Ce's two lines of poetry are like ten swords, piercing the emperor's heart. Not to mention that the emperor is just a young man, even if he is twice as old, he cannot withstand such stimulation. Moreover, the emperor is not short of brave and fierce martial artists, Lu Bu and Ma Chao, who are all skilled in martial arts and have high self-esteem. If they knew Taishi Ci's outstanding achievements, they would never be indifferent, and even he himself would not be a little calmer.

Song Jian, a Xianbei person, was worried about internal and external troubles, and this battle could not be avoided? Since he could not avoid it, why not face the difficulties?

Liu Ye suddenly made a decision. "Your Majesty, I have not received the news. I don't know if the Xianbei people invaded. But I think that Your Majesty should follow the story of Emperor Xiaowu and lead elite soldiers and generals to patrol the border. If the Xianbei people come, they will fight and win. If the Xianbei people do not come, it will be enough to intimidate their courage to show Your Majesty's desire to be martial."

The emperor looked at Liu Ye quietly, unable to guess Liu Ye’s thoughts. Does Liu Ye really want to fight, or do he want to respond to the story? Even Song Jian cannot be content with him, and he can still fight against the Xianbei people?

Liu Ye saw the emperor's doubts, and he smiled calmly and said, "Your Majesty only needs to agree to me, I dare to guarantee that I will win this battle."

The emperor is skeptical. "What's the matter?"

"Prefer to the world as the most important thing, and don't show off the courage of every man."

The emperor understood a little, and a smile bloomed from the corner of his mouth. He raised his chin and sat back again. "Ziyang, tell me carefully, why are you so confident?"

"Your Majesty, although the hooked halberd is powerful, it cannot be sewn in clothes. It can be used on the battlefield but can be defeated. This time, His Majesty led elite cavalry and well-equipped. He also has good generals like Lu Bu, Ma Chao, and Zhang Liao. His strength is not weak, but it is just not conducive to attacking the tough. If he is against the Xianbei people, as long as the dispatch is properly arranged, the monarch and ministers will be united, and the ministers will not dare to say that they will definitely win the battle. You are sure to win it in a battle."
Chapter completed!