Chapter 97 Yuan Shao was intercepted? Emperor Liu Hong's "personal show"!
It was raining heavily, and the spring scenery was intoxicating in the tent where Ye Feng was sleeping.

The myriad flavors cannot be described to outsiders.

At the same time, in Luoyang City, inside the Imperial Palace.

Zhang Rang, Jian Shuo and other confidants of Emperor Liu Hong gathered around him.

Because just a quarter of an hour ago, Liu Hong vomited blood and fainted in his sleep.

"What happened, Your Majesty?"

"be honest!"

"If you tell me even a lie, I will kill you."

Jian Shuo lifted the doctor in front of him and questioned him harshly.

Zhang Rang hesitated for a moment and waved to the people in yellow clothes around him.

"There's no one around now, you can talk to us without worry."

The imperial physician said bitterly: "Your Majesty, the dragon body is weak, and it has suffered a backlash tonight. I am afraid..."

The words were not yet finished, but the meaning was very clear.

Jian Shuo frowned and said, "Your Majesty has been following the prescription you prescribed, taking good care of himself, and has been avoiding women recently. How could he suddenly suffer a backlash?"

"I'll kill you, a cunning and treacherous quack."

The imperial physician quickly knelt on the ground and said, "Since the traitor Zhang Jue cut off your destiny with a sword, your majesty's health has been getting worse day by day. The worsening of your condition some time ago was due to the curse. Now you are vomiting blood and fainting, which is even worse than last time."

“I’m afraid it’s this life span.”

Zhang Rang and Jian Shuo looked at each other and tried their best to remain calm: "How long does Your Majesty have left to live?"

"Less than three months."

"what?"

"March?"

Jian Shuo exclaimed.

Zhang Rang looked at the imperial physician coldly and said, "Everyone in your family has been controlled by me. If this news leaks out, your entire family will be wiped out."

"Don't worry, sir. I know!"

"I absolutely dare not disclose it."

Zhang Rang waved his hand and said, "Go down and boil the medicine."

The imperial physician left the room feeling relieved.

When he walked away, Zhang Rang said softly, "Jian Shuo, we have an old grudge, but we both depend on Your Majesty for our survival."

"Your Majesty is now in critical condition, what are your plans?"

Jian Shuo frowned and asked, "Zhang Rang, what do you mean?"

"Could it be that you have other ideas? If you betray His Majesty, I will kill you no matter where you are."

Zhang Rang shook his head. "I mean, is three months enough for Your Majesty to establish the Eight Armies of Xiyuan?"

"Even if it means risking our lives, we must seize this power. Otherwise, how can we support the new king to ascend the throne?"

Jian Shuo nodded heavily: "Don't worry, I will do my best and will not let your majesty down."

"Come on, let's go out and let His Majesty have a good rest first."

Zhang Rang nodded, and the moment he turned around, a special gleam flashed in his eyes.

Of course, Jian Shuo, who was intent on controlling the eight armies of Xiyuan, did not notice this scene.

Jian Shuo and Zhang Rang tried their best to conceal the news, but the news that Liu Hong vomited blood and fainted still spread like wildfire.

General's Mansion, Grand Tutor's Mansion
Countless people gathered together to discuss important matters.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night.

The next day, the sky was clear.

There was hardly any trace of the heavy rain last night. Outside the east gate of Luoyang, more than 100,000 people gathered.

All the people were waiting for the army to return to the capital at the place designated by the government.

Ye Feng's reputation was spread by everyone, and many girls with spring in their beautiful eyes hid in the private rooms of the restaurants and teahouses at the doorstep, or in the luxurious carriages prepared at home, waiting for Ye Feng to appear.

Of course, the girl was in love, and she was naturally thinking about whether she could have a romantic encounter with Ye Feng.

At the city gate, in a two-story attic facing the street.

Yuan Shao, dressed in luxurious clothes, with a handsome face and high-spirited spirit, looked at the more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians in Luoyang who were moved by one man. It would be a lie to say that he was not jealous.

In Yuan Shao's mind, if Liu Hong had handed Jizhou to him, all the glory today would have been his.

Under the leadership of Yuan Benchu, the Yuan family will move to a higher level. In time, if it is true as the fortune teller said, there may be a place for Yuan Shao in the battle for supremacy among the heroes.

Unfortunately, everything changed because of the interference of the Zhongshan Ye family and because of Ye Feng.

"My Lord, look, that's Miss Cai Yan's carriage. Would you like to get off and say hello?"

"You haven't been recently"

The person who spoke was Yuan Shao's confidant Chunyu Qiong. He wanted to show his courtesy, but he didn't expect that Yuan Shao had just been rejected by Cai's family two days ago.

He specifically asked his uncle Yuan Huai to act as a matchmaker for him, and his target was none other than Cai Yan, a woman of unparalleled talent and beauty who was the most popular woman in Kyoto.

Unexpectedly, Cai Yong admitted on the spot that Cai Yan had already been betrothed to Ye Feng.

Yuan Huai felt embarrassed and complained a lot, and Yuan Shao also felt uncomfortable.

He looked at Chunyu Qiong with a cold gaze. Even though Chunyu Qiong knew that Yuan Shao was not targeting him, he still felt a chill in his heart.

"My Lord, didn't it happen that night?"

Yuan Shao snorted coldly, "Cai Yong, the old man, is determined to associate with those eunuchs. He will seek his own death sooner or later."

"When the Eighth Army of Xiyuan is established, you and I will be recommended as lieutenants. We will take the opportunity to win over the forces and play a role at the critical moment."

"As for Ye Feng, he is nothing more than a clown who is just riding on the wave for a while!"

"You will die in my hands sooner or later."

Chun Yuqiong's eyes flashed with surprise, and he said with a smile: "My lord, you are of noble birth, three officials in four generations, and your literary talent and military strategy are known to the world. Ye Feng is only from a third-rate family, how can he be compared with you?"

"Sooner or later, he will surrender to the master and allow him to be manipulated."

Yuan Shao raised the corner of his mouth, and seemed to be imagining the arrival of this day in his mind.

Luoyang, outside the east gate.

"Your Majesty is here!"

As the eunuch's shrill voice resounded in all directions, hundreds of civil and military officials and more than a hundred thousand soldiers and civilians present all knelt on the ground and saluted.

Liu Hong, who was sitting on the dragon chariot and looked weak, forced a smile.

This feeling of ruling the world and having everyone submitting to him made him feel as if he had returned to his youth, when he was full of vigor and vitality and wanted to become an unparalleled wise ruler.

It's a pity that when he really sat on the throne, he found that everything was not easy. The youthful spirit and high spirits were gradually wiped out. As he gave up, the Han Empire went from bad to worse.

Now that one foot has stepped into the coffin, Liu Hong still wants to fight, fight for his son, and fight for the Han Dynasty.

He forced himself to cheer up and stood up with the help of Zhang Rang.

Looking at the tens of thousands of people and soldiers, he said loudly: "May God bless the Han Dynasty. Only then can the court gather talents from all over the world, quell the rebellion, and revive the world."

"I am here to welcome you personally today to tell all the people of the world and the soldiers of the three armies that I have never forgotten you."

"Play music for the heroes, and a triumphal song for General Ye Feng."

"rise!!"

As the voice fell, triumphal music sounded, and at the same time, the army led by Ye Feng appeared in front of the crowd a few miles away.
"Long live your Majesty, long live your Majesty!"

"Marshal Ye is mighty! General Ye is invincible!"

"The soldiers of the Han Dynasty, the brave soldiers are invincible!!"

Various voices of praise and encouragement rose one after another, resounding under the sky, and did not dissipate for a long time.
(End of this chapter)