Not long after, when a siege ended, Niu Fu walked in angrily in a temporary military camp tent, and said angrily: "Damn it, hateful, it's just one step away from letting Lu Bu, the idiot, go out of the city to fight. I must kill Gao Shun, and I must kill him."

Hearing this, Jia Xu and Li Ru next to him smiled bitterly. Knowing that the general was angry, Gao Shun could remain calm in such a situation. It was a rare general. I guess if he was willing to surrender, Niu Fu would have happily held a banquet.

"General, let's just attack directly," Fan Chou said at this time.

Niu Fu shook his head and said seriously: "I have tried it just now. This Chang'an City is indeed extraordinary. If you want to attack hard, you will probably suffer a huge loss. We will wait."

"Wait" Fan Chou was stunned.

Niu Fu looked at Jia Xu and Li Ru at this time, and saw the two nodding slightly, saying, "Okay, I'll tell them to start the movement and not stop the attack. I will attract all Lu Bu's troops to defend the city, but I should remind you that it is a feint attack."

"No" Jia Xu and Li Ru took the order, while Fan Chou, Zhang Ji and others were indeed full of doubts.

"In addition, I will give me a letter of shooting and persuading surrender. This will make the civil and military officials, military and civilians in Chang'an understand that I, Niu Fu, are to eliminate treacherous ministers and Emperor Kuang. As long as I can eliminate treacherous ministers, I, Niu Fu, will never hurt innocent people. However, if the emperor insists on not listening to the loyal advice, once the general enters the city, he will definitely start a massacre and will never show mercy." Niu Fu said.

"Yes, General"

....

About an hour later, in the imperial palace in Chang'an, there were all officials gathering in the magnificent Weiyang Hall court, and a cloud of darkness.

"Please rest assured that Niu Fu has 100,000 troops, but at most 40,000 to 50,000. The city of Chang'an is strong and Wen Hou is extremely skilled in martial arts. Niu Fu will never attack. Once reinforcements from other places arrive, they can completely eliminate the rebellion." Wang Yun, who stood at the head of the ministers, looked at the throne above, who was only eleven or twelve years old, wearing a dragon robe and a crown, and was still a child, and said confidently.

When Liu Xie heard this, he nodded honestly, as if he still couldn't tell the difference.

However, Liu Xie couldn't tell the difference, and the other old ministers were not so easy to fool. He saw an official about forty or fifty years old with short beards and majestic faces, standing up with a hint of anger in his eyes, looking at Wang Yun, "Wang Situ, do you know the soldiers!"

Wang Yun frowned and looked at the other party and said, "I don't know what Dr. Yang has to give me advice."

Yang Biao, a famous minister of the Han Dynasty, was born in the Yang family of Hongnong. The Yang family of Hongnong was a great gentry comparable to the Yuan family of Runan. Yang Biao's great-grandfather Yang Zhen, grandfather Yang Bing, and father Yang Cidu were once appointed as the Grand Marshal. They were all famous for their loyalty and integrity. Yang Biao did not disappoint the reputation of his ancestors, worked diligently and loved the people, and served the king with loyalty. He took office all the way to Sikong among the three dukes. Later, because he tried his best to prevent Dong Zhuo from moving the capital to Chang'an, he was removed from his official position. However, he was given the title of Guanglu Dafu. At the same time, he was also the father of Yang Xiu who died of a useless person.

In the past, Yang Biao had a good relationship with Wang Yun, but since Wang Yun killed Dong Zhuo, took credit for his own contributions and ignored the world, the relationship between the two became worse. First, he had a view of the Liangzhou army. Yang Biao meant to treat him well and put him away, but Wang Yun did relied on Lu Bu and repeatedly suppressed him. Later, Cai Yong went to plead with him personally, but Wang Yun was ridiculed by Wang Yun.

If he said this, he could still bear it because Wang Yun killed Dong Zhuo and saved the man.

After Xinfeng was defeated and Xu Rong died in battle, he made no mention of it. He immediately gave up Chang'an and led his army to turn back to Luoyang, avoiding Niu Fu's edge and retaining his strength. However, after being directly rejected by Wang Yun, it became completely bad. Now that Niu Fu's army of 100,000 troops besieged the city, his anger could no longer be controlled.

Looking at Wang Yun, Yang Biao looked at everyone coldly and said, "My ministers, we are all people who read ancient books. Since ancient times, we have been able to stand the path of failure. I believe everyone should know it."

"Doctor Yang, why did you come to guard for a long time? When reinforcements from all over the country arrive, Marquis Wen can fight out," Wang Yun said coldly.

"That's because you are fantasizing. Yes, there are indeed tens of thousands of soldiers in other parts of Guanzhong now. But at this time, who dares to come to touch Niu Fu's edge? Is Duan Wei from Huayin or the other second servants' officials? Niu Fu is not the destruction of the great man, but the elimination of treacherous ministers. You rely on your father-in-law to think that the world is in control, but you have completely forgotten that as long as Niu Fu does not hurt the emperor, Guanzhong will not come regardless of his life for you, Wang Situ. Your arrogance and arrogance will destroy the hope of my great Han's revival," Yang Biao accused angrily.

"You!" Wang Yun's face turned pale with anger.

Seeing this scene, an old man with white hair and crutches stood up and shouted: "Stop arguing, two, the most important thing now is how to let Niu Fu leave."

"I can't leave you anymore. Niu Fu now has an absolute advantage. Now he can only rely on God to protect him. Marquis Wen can block it, and a miracle will come." Yang Biao waved his sleeves, and the anger was hard to escape.

When Taichang Ma Riyi heard this, his face calmed down and said, "Now the great man can no longer withstand any troubles. If he can turn swords into jade, that would be the best."

Hearing this, Wang Yun's eyes twitched. Isn't he going to sell him? This old fox is kind-hearted and cruel!

Yang Biao also glanced at this time, shook his head and said, "It's useless."

Wang Yun was stunned and looked at Yang Biao unexpectedly.

"Niu Fu led a hundred thousand troops to come, nominally excluding treacherous officials, but it is obvious that in addition to avenging Dong Zhuo, he also wanted to regain his majesty and control the power of the world. He would not give up turning back to Hedong just because of the lives of one or two people," said Yang Biao.

"Wenxian said so much. At this time, we cannot fight in the house. We can only rely on Wen Hou to defeat Niu Fu." Han Rong, the Great Honglu, agreed.

After Ma Riyi's face darkened, he didn't say anything more.

"I think we should not leave the palace during this period. If Niu Furu really comes in, just kill someone! The Dong family members led troops to kill him, and the Meiwu was also broken." An old man with a majestic, tall figure and a little white-haired temple said in a deep voice.

He was Huangfu Song, a famous general in the late Han Dynasty.

Hearing this, Wang Yun breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yang Biao with complicated eyes.

After a resultless court meeting ended, Wang Yun and Yang Biao walked together. At this moment, looking at Yang Biao who was still in a straightforward manner, he seemed to feel that his behavior some time ago was really wrong.

"Wenxian"

Yang Biao waved his hand and stopped Wang Yun's words and said seriously: "It's not for you, but for the Han Dynasty. Niu Fu is ambitious. Even without your affairs, he will still rebel. Now he can only rely on Wen Hou. If he wins, the Han Dynasty will prosper. If he loses, the Han Dynasty will be deeply trapped in dire straits again, and you probably won't have a good ending."

After being stunned, Wang Yun smiled bitterly: "Since Dong Zhuo was in trouble, Yun has never thought of a good end. Wenxian, if Niu Fu really attacked Chang'an, defended the emperor and extended the great man, he would have to give it to you."

After Wang Yun finished speaking, he bent down and gave a bow, and then left with a hint of determination.

After seeing it, Yang Biao couldn't help but look at the sky, muttering with a sad expression: "Oh my God! Do you really have to sit and watch for four hundred years, experience the glory of Emperor Wu and the rejuvenation of Guangwu, and suffer so much suffering?"
Chapter completed!