But, what about the future?

Are you still waiting for Sima Yao to swing down his sword?

Of course he took the initiative!

After thinking about it, Fan Ning also felt that the situation in the court recently was very tense and dangerous. He didn't want to do something stupid that would get him into trouble.

As a brother, of course he has to help Yuan Yue at the critical moment, not only for Lao Yuan, but also for himself.

If Lao Yuan falls, there will be no one left to block his gun!

All stories are old stories, and many things can be told in unexpected ways.

Wuyi Lane, on the palace of Prince Langya.

The saying "If you don't commit suicide, you won't die." When it came to Sima Daozi, the wise king of Langya, it became that you can only survive if you commit suicide.

The loss of one Wang Guobao did not destroy his determination to continue causing trouble.

Especially when he saw Sima Yao's attitude towards Wang Mi and others in the court, this belief became even stronger.

No matter whether he takes action or not, whether he pretends to be dead or continues to dance around, his good brother will never believe him again.

In Sima Yao's mind, his current group of ministers are much more useful than him.

Since you can't win back Sima Yao's heart no matter what, then it's better to take out his heart and completely settle this grudge!

"Master Tian, ​​drink!"

Why can only Du Kang relieve his worries? Sima Daozi hugged the wine jar and truly understood the true meaning of this poem.

I also felt that I had a feeling similar to that of Cao Cao, a contemporary traitor.

Sun Tai took a sip gently to give him face.

A conspirator like him would never waste his energy on such meaningless things as wine, sex and wealth.

He is neither a bad gambler nor an alcoholic. If he were not addicted to making trouble, he could be a reclusive outsider.

Or, if he just wants to be a Taoist priest, there is no problem. He can find a secluded mountain and live in seclusion, refining elixirs and practicing Taoism like his descendant Ge Hong. No one will stop him or disturb him.

If he has enough skill, the old man might even be able to ascend on the spot!

such a pity!

Tianshi Sun has a more lofty ideal!

Sima Daozi stretched his legs and said boredly: "Master Tian, ​​it's not convenient for me to go to court recently. I really have nothing to do all day long."

"You are very resourceful, can you help me think of some ways to have some fun?"

"The king's thoughts are clear to me. In fact, it's not easy to find fun? Isn't there something ready-made in Wuyi Lane?"

"Ready-made?" Sima Daozi's eyes lit up, and he immediately leaned over: "Tell me about it."

Sun Tai stroked his long beard and pretended to be inscrutable.

He narrowed his eyes and said, "Isn't that evil beast Yang Ding of Di Qin just on Wuyi Alley? This evil beast has tortured the people of our Central Plains for many years, and how many soldiers of our army have been tortured?"

"We have suffered a lot from being oppressed by them over the years, but His Majesty actually gave this man a high-ranking official and a generous salary, and even let him live in Wuyi Lane!"

"I really can't understand it and I'm not convinced!"

"yes!"

"And this evil embryo!"

Sima Daozi remembered that he also had a share of the credit for making a fool of himself in the Xianyang Hall that day.

"I remember, that day he was shouting for death in the main hall, but the eldest brother still refused, so I am going to give him a happy life!"

Sima Daozi also understood the situation in Yang Ding. He was originally a foreign general who had surrendered. He was prepared to die at any time, and he did not have any close followers around him.

Nowadays, the people who help with errands in his house are all servants sent by the imperial court to Sima Yao.

The slaves were transformed from palace maids, while the servants were bought directly from the street with money, so they were not trustworthy people.

The majestic King Langya can't bully the Wang family, so why can't he bully a defeated general?

"Walk!"

"Bring someone with you, let's go meet Yang Ding for a while!"

There was no one in Yang Ding's house who could fight, and there were few servants. Sima Daozi was very optimistic and went out with twenty or thirty people.

Although the group was not very large, their momentum was particularly outstanding. Sima Daozi had always been very open-minded in this kind of thing.

The crowd was gathered, and they rushed towards the Yang Mansion!

Anyway, they were living in Wuyi Alley, so he didn't even get into the bullock cart, but pulled a group of people and ran out in a mighty manner.

When passers-by saw this formation, they thought it was some dude from another family who was going to cause trouble on the street again, so they all fled away.

Once they saw clearly the true face of this old man, they ran even faster!

The dandies robbed people of their money, and King Langya went crazy, but it would cost people's lives!

Why don't you run quickly and wait to be beaten by him?

In the house of Yang Ding, the new general who conquered the north, his master Yang Ding was still unaware of the upcoming crisis. Yang Ding was born in Di and has been fighting in all directions since he learned how to ride a horse.

He has spent almost half his life living in military camps, with horses as companions. Although his status in Da Qin is relatively noble, he has never regarded himself as a well-known figure, and does not have the pretentiousness and stinking problems of the descendants of the wealthy families of Da Jin.

Since moving into this mansion, Yang Ding has done many things by himself, from sweeping the floor and fetching water, to cutting firewood and making repairs. As long as it is something he can do, he does it without hesitation.

Therefore, although Sima Yao had assigned him several servants and maids, he did not keep them all and drove away most of them.

People always have to be self-aware. Yang Ding's current life is just hanging on the life and death book of the Emperor of Jin Dynasty.

He never thought that Sima Yao wholeheartedly recruited him as a general. Moreover, the Lord of Qin was dead, and a general like him who had surrendered to the enemy had lost the meaning of living.

He is already a dying person, so why should he engage in such a big battle?

For three or five people to maintain their daily lives, it is enough to have a helper.

General Yang came to the courtyard with a big broom. Autumn has arrived, and more and more leaves have fallen. Of course, this kind of work that requires hard work is the most suitable for him, an army soldier, to do it.

"General, leave these menial jobs to the young men!" the young men said, but they did not step forward to grab the broom.

In the past two days, they have also seen that the general they serve is not a pampered person and wants to do everything by himself.

It was in vain for them to go up. Besides, they didn't have the ability.

These days, everyone has a clear understanding of the strength of this general from Di Qin.

The bodies of these northern captives are indeed very strong.

Anyone who has seen Yang Ding swinging an ax and chopping firewood in a graceful manner, who would not be in awe of him?

However, why such a strong man was defeated by the Jin army is really an unsolved mystery for the brothers.

Yang Ding always worked neatly and neatly. Although the servants couldn't help him clean, they could still help.

Fetching water and watering the ground, the cooperation is quite tacit.

General Yang is such a good customer!

If you don't try your best to squeeze your slaves, what kind of work can you do together? The key is, the pay is good, so where can you find such a good job?

Everyone felt very wise for their choice.

A few days ago, when Yang Ding was sending some of his servants back to Jiankang Palace, many slaves were vying to get back to the palace.

A dilapidated alien general was reduced to Jiankang City, poor and powerless. What future could he have by following such a person?

Yang Ding made it very clear at that time that he was free to come and go, and they all actively wanted to stay. Now it seems that this choice is quite correct.

His Majesty the Emperor promised to treat Yang Ding well. He did not just say it. He not only sent people to Yang Ding, but also arranged the money properly.

It's such a good job that makes money and doesn't require any work. You can't find it even with a lantern!

Yang Ding was sweeping vigorously, and under the sunlight, there were beads of sweat on his forehead. He wiped the sweat and felt very comfortable.

After serving in the army for many years, he had already formed a habit. If he didn't move his muscles for a day, he would feel uncomfortable, with itching here and pain there.

You need to do something like this every day to feel comfortable.

"General, it's not good!"

"Hurry up and hide, something happened!"

Two young men hurried in. As soon as they spoke, the sound of violent slamming on the door followed.

"Open the door!"

"We want to see Yang Ding!"

"King Langya is here and he dares not to open the door. You don't want to live!"

"How is this going?"

"Who's causing trouble?"

Although the strong man outside the door was very impressive, General Yang was not afraid at all, he just thought it was ridiculous.
To be continued...