Chapter 159: If you lift your pants and don’t recognize anyone, please put me in a urn!

Author: The rain falls but I don’t dare to worry

Chapter 159: If you lift your pants and don’t recognize anyone, please put me in a urn!

Guan Ping looked at his old father and opened his mouth. He originally wanted to give some advice, but when Guan Yuhu's eyes widened slightly, he had no choice but to accept the order.

"promise."

"There is no need to hesitate and prepare for the conquest as soon as possible."

The waves in front of the Yangtze River push back the waves behind, but he, the wave behind, has not yet died on the beach.

Although Your Highness is very powerful, I, Guan Yunchang, am also an extraordinary person, not much inferior to Your Highness!

Just as everyone was about to disperse, soldiers outside the hall came to report the news.

"Report~"

The messenger walked into the hall, half-knelt down in the hall, and said: "There is someone outside the door who claims to be an angel and wants to pay homage to the general."

Angel?

Messenger of the Emperor?

Guan Yu frowned slightly and said, "How dare cats and dogs pretend to be angels?"

The current Han Emperor Liu Xie is just a puppet. Can he send angels over?

Just nonsense.

He must be a swindler who wants to defraud money.

snort!

Did you deceive me, Guan Yunchang?

This is simply unreasonable!

"Hit this man with twenty big sticks and throw him out!"

"promise."

The soldiers who sent the order immediately took the order.

He thought to himself: Angels all have ceremonial duties, but that man was just a man and a horse. He looked miserable and was dressed in ragged clothes. How could he be an angel?

If you want to show off and deceive, you have to pretend to be someone.

"slow."

Zong Ziqing stepped forward and stopped the soldiers who were about to retreat.

"How is that man outside dressed? Did he say anything to you?"

The soldier who ordered the order reminisced and said: "His clothes are in rags and he is in a mess, but the horse he rides on is a good one, and the sword in his hand looks priceless. As for what he said to me, it seems to be: Your Majesty

Imperial edict, come and meet with Hou Tinghou of the Han Dynasty."

Nice horse, sword, ragged clothes

Guan Yu frowned slightly.

After Zong Ziqing heard this, he felt somewhat confident. He bowed to Guan Yu and said: "If it is true or false, you may wish to see it. It won't take long. If this is false, this person will be killed."

Yes, if this is true, then wouldn’t we be disrespecting the edict?”

Guan Yu nodded, acquiescing to Zong Ziqing's words.

"Go and invite the angel in."

Soon.

Sima Fu, with empty hands and ragged clothes, walked slowly into the hall.

As soon as he entered the hall, everyone's eyes were fixed on him.

These eyes are mostly searching.

Sima Fu traveled all the way, his face was dusty, and his clothes were ragged. His face was slightly thin, and his skin looked a little dull due to the long journey and fatigue. His hair was messy and scattered in front of his forehead, wet, sticking to his cheeks, exuding

A faint smell of dust.

His eyebrows were furrowed, his eyes were deep, and his eyes were firm and calm. His lips were slightly pursed, with no unnecessary expression, only a firm line outlining his face. His chin was well-defined, and he had a slight stubble, but it had not been trimmed for a long time.

Became messy.

Although he looked miserable, he was in good spirits. His bright eyes were also looking at everyone in the hall.

"Are you an angel?"

Guan Yu saw that although this man was in ragged clothes, he had an extraordinary bearing, and he actually had some faith in his identity.

"I am Sima Fu of Wen County. I bear the important responsibility of Your Majesty at this moment and come to pay homage to your Majesty."

Sima Fu of Wen County?

Guan Yu also heard about the Sima family in Wen County. He said: "I have also heard about the name of Sima Bada. Now that I see it, it is really extraordinary."

"The princes and princes praised me so much. How can I, Sima Fu, be praised so much by the princes? I serve Han thieves and am nothing more than a rat."

Sima Fu sighed sincerely, and then took off the jade belt from his waist.

Clang!

He directly pulled out the sword from his waist.

Guan Ping narrowed his eyes, held the handle of the knife in his hand, and quickly stepped forward.

"Don't be rude, Ping'er."

Clothes edict?

Guan Yu saw Sima Fu piercing the jade belt and taking out an imperial edict written in blood.

"The Hou Ting of the Han Dynasty listened to the imperial edict."

Another blood letter, another clothing edict?

The last trace of doubt in my caring heart also dissipated.

This must be His Majesty’s edict!

From this point of view, it makes sense that Sima Fu was dressed in shabby clothes and in ragged clothes.

Traveling long distances, sleeping day and night, it's natural to be embarrassed to be able to pack.

If Sima Fu was wearing fresh clothes and angry horses, and he was rich and graceful, Guan Yunchang would have to doubt whether the edict in his hand was true.

Guan Yu stood up from his seat, walked to Sima Fu, and immediately knelt down.

"Your Majesty, Guan Yu, respectfully welcomes your Majesty's edict."

Seeing that Guan Yu had prepared all the etiquette, Sima Fu immediately unfolded the blood letter and read loudly:

"The Emperor of the Han Dynasty issued an edict: I have heard that in the relationship between human relations, father and son come first; in the distinction of superiority and inferiority, the king and his ministers are the most important. The thieves wield power and oppress the king and the father; they join forces with the party and corrupt the government; the rewards and punishments issued by the imperial edict are not mine.

I worry about it all night long, fearing that the world will be in danger.

At that time, Cao Cao was seriously ill and had almost passed away. You are the minister of the country and I am the Marquis of Che. I should remember the difficulties of Emperor Gao in starting a business, gather together loyal and righteous martyrs, wipe out the traitors, and restore peace to the country. Our ancestors are very lucky! Break the finger!

Sprinkle your blood, write an edict to your Majesty, be careful again, and don’t disappoint me!

The edict was issued in the winter of October of the 24th year of Jian'an."

"The minister is the first to accept the imperial edict."

Guan Yu paid his respects twice more, and immediately presented it with both hands, taking the edict from Sima Fu's hand.

The horse's face was originally maroon, but when he heard that His Majesty was being bullied by Cao's thieves in Xudu, and asked him to send troops to rescue and kill the rebels, Guan Yu was moved in his heart, and tears welled up in his eyes.

He immediately said: "Please rest assured, your majesty, with me, Guan Yunchang, your majesty will definitely not suffer any grievances!"

Guan Yu was a loyal man, and the seal of the Han Shouting Marquis on his body was also given by Liu Xie.

Now Emperor Han asked him for help, could he not help?

"Angel has been working hard all the way, let's go and rest for now."

Sima Fu was indeed tired after running around for days from Xudu to Wanwan City.

His face showed fatigue and exertion, with fine wrinkles eroded by the wind and sand. His skin was dry, somewhat yellow, and lacked luster.

"In that case, I will resign."

"slow!"

After listening to the contents of the edict, Guan Ping felt a little confused.

"What is the official position of an angel? Why can he get close to His Majesty and ask His Majesty to entrust him with edicts?"

Zong Ziqing also had a look of suspicion on his face when Guan Ping said this. He looked at Sima Fu with a look of scrutiny in his eyes.

"Yes, if I remember correctly, you are the literary director of the Wei Palace. It seems that you have not served in the palace. On weekdays, you are not allowed to enter the palace without being summoned by His Majesty. How did you get His Majesty's edict?"

As the current puppet of Han Xian Emperor Liu Xie, do you want to summon foreign ministers to the palace?

Don’t even think about it!

In the fifth year of Jian'an, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty wanted to resist Cao Cao through the clothing and belt edict.

It is now twenty-four years since the founding of the People's Republic of China.

How could Cao Cao be unprepared?

Even Guan Yu looked at Sima Fu with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Angel, this."

Sima Fu was well prepared. He said, "Do you remember who the Sima in the army who came with Xu Huang led the army?"
To be continued...