The next morning.
In front of the Cai Residence, there was a long line of carriages. They were basically all filled with books, and there were only a few soft pieces and a charred zither.
As for the furniture, they were all locked up in the residence. Only God knew what would happen to the Cai Residence in the future.
Cai Yong led the way in a carefree manner, but Lady Cai and the others looked back at him with every step they took. They were very reluctant to part with the Cai Residence.
"Senior Brother, I can't bear to part with the Cai Residence either. Will we come back?？”Little Cai Yan opened the curtain of the small carriage and poked her beautiful little head out.
Liu Bei, who was riding on a green steed, waved his fist and said,""Little Junior Sister, don't worry. We will return sooner or later.”
"Yes." After receiving Liu Bei's confirmation, little Cai Yan retreated back into the carriage.
Liu Bei looked at the carriage that was carrying little Cai Yan and suddenly thought of many things that would happen in the future of Luoyang.
The most difficult thing for Liu Bei to forget was that in a few years, the ancient capital of Luoyang would be burned to the ground by Dong Zhuo. After three months of burning, the ancient cultural capital had almost been reduced to ruins.
"Xuande, recite a poem!”Cai Yong's call interrupted Liu Bei's reverie.
Cai Yong looked calm and carefree on the surface, but in fact, he was not feeling very good. He was just like a stray dog.
"Yes, sir." Liu Bei did not decline. He also understood Cai Yong's state of mind, so he used his brain to find a suitable poem in his memory.
"I heard the song of parting in the morning, and crossed the river last night in the light frost. The wild geese can't bear to listen to the song in the village, and the clouds and mountains are even more like a guest passing by. The city is cold, and the sound of the royal evening is more frequent. There is no place in Luoyang where people can enjoy themselves, but it is easy to waste time.”
A poem by the Tang Dynasty poet Li Qi," Sending Wei Wan to the Capital ", was shamelessly brought over by Liu Bei.
After Liu Bei finished reciting the poem, he continued,"Luoyang City cannot accommodate you. Why should you be nostalgic for this empty place?"”
"You're open-minded. Alright, let's go.”Cai Yong stroked his beard and rode forward.
Cai Yong rode his horse in front, followed by Madam Cai's carriage, followed by dozens of carriages of books, guarded by Uncle Fu and a few servants.
Cai Yan's small carriage followed closely behind, followed by Dian Wei and Liu Bei.
"Xuande, Mr. Bo Biao." Just as Liu Bei and his party left the city gates, they heard the sound of hooves and a call from behind.
"Mister, it's Brother Gongda!" Liu Bei called out to Cai Yong.
"Xun Gongda is here for you. You can just talk to him.”Cai Yong laughed, not showing any intention of stopping.
Liu Bei shook his head with a bitter smile. Cai Yong was saying that he would sever all ties with Luoyang.
Yes, a great scholar was a child. This was a complete willfulness.
"Brother Xuande, I went straight to the Cai Residence early in the morning, but it was empty. It's not fun to leave in such a hurry!”Xun You complained with a smile.
Liu Bei bowed and said,"Brother Gongda, I really don't want to drag you down."”
Xun You returned the greeting and said," You don't have to say. Today, Mr. Bo's uncle was also imprisoned in Luoyang. Cao Mengde was also transferred out of Luoyang.”
Cai Yong's uncle, Cai Zhi, was a Wei Wei at that time. He had a conflict with the great craftsman Yang Qiu, and Yang Qiu was the son-in-law of the Central Attendant Cheng Huang. This time, Cai Zhi was obviously implicated in Cai Yong's accident. Liu Bei also knew that Cai Zhi would definitely die this time.
Cao Cao's situation was similar. The people who framed Cai Yong thought that Cao Cao was Cai Yong's man, so they took the opportunity to promote Cao Cao and transfer him out of Luoyang.
As for whether Cao Cao was Cai Yong's man or not, that was not important. Moreover, Cao Cao had always treated Cai Yong with the courtesy of a disciple.
They would rather kill wrongly than let go. No one could say that it was wrong.
Liu Bei nodded and said,"That's why I didn't dare to inform Brother Gongda."”
"I'm not afraid!" Xun You was very unyielding and said,"At worst, I won't be the assistant minister of the Yellow Gate."”
"Alright, come with me to travel the world.”Liu Bei knew that Xun You was just joking and could not help but tease,""I'm afraid Brother Gongda wouldn't dare."
Xun You was one of the most outstanding talents of the Xun Family and one of the candidates to be the next Family Head of the Xun Family. Even his life path had been planned long ago.
In other words, the current Xun You had no choice but to take on too many responsibilities.
Xun You said with an expression that said,""I really don't dare. It's not that I care or miss anything, but I don't want to disappoint others.”
"Understood!" Liu Bei said understandingly,"Mountains don't turn, water turns. We will meet sooner or later. When we meet again, you and I will get drunk."”
"Get drunk!" Xun You said emotionally,"Xuande, you and I are about to part. Why don't you write a poem to remember us?"”
"No problem." Liu Bei once again searched for a suitable farewell poem in his memory bank.
"Liu Bei was just about to set off when he heard someone call out to him. The walls of Luoyang are ten thousand feet high, not as high as Xun You's.”
Another poem that was well-known to later generations was changed beyond recognition by Liu Bei.
"Brother Gongda, we shall meet again." After Liu Bei finished reciting the poem, he waved his hand and rode off.
"See you again." Xun You also waved his hand and watched Liu Bei and the others walk away.
It was only when Liu Bei and the others disappeared from his sight that Xun You rode his horse back to Luoyang with a heart full of melancholy.
"Aiya!" Xun You, who had just entered the city, reacted and forgot to ask Liu Bei where he was going.
In fact, Liu Bei did not know where he was going. Cai Yong only said that he was leaving Luoyang. He did not say that he was going back to his hometown in Yu County, nor did he say that he was going to Zhuo County.
……
Luoyang City, Anle Palace.
Zhang Rang was reporting to Emperor Liu Hong,""Your Majesty, Divine Marquis Liu Bei left Luoyang with the Cai family and ten thousand books this morning and went along the Yellow River.”
Emperor Liu Hong waved his hand and said,"It's good that he left, so that Cai Yong won't be noisy in my ear every day."”
Cai Yong was a great scholar, but Emperor Liu Hong was chasing away an annoying fly. This really made people extremely speechless.
Zhang Rang didn't continue the topic. Instead, he said,"Your Majesty, how should we deal with the Cai Residence?”
Emperor Liu Hong thought for a moment and said,"The Cai Residence is just there. Remember to order people to protect it secretly at all times." If Liu Bei does something in the future, I will reward him.”
"Your Majesty is far-sighted," praised Zhang Rang sincerely."The Divine Marquis will definitely sacrifice his life for Your Majesty.”
"Hmph, in the face of absolute benefits, nothing can be relied on, let alone a mere promise.”Emperor Liu Hong said something thought-provoking.
Zhang Rang still didn't reply. The An Le Palace was silent.
……
Liu Bei, Dian Wei, Cai Yong, and the others brought the 10,000 books out of Luoyang and came to the Yellow River.
At this time, Cai Yong was riding beside the Yellow River and said with emotion,"The Yellow River is the river of life for the Great Han Dynasty, but it is also the source of suffering. Every time the Yellow River flooded, countless people lost their crops and became homeless.”
Liu Bei also urged his horse forward. He smiled and said," Sir, no matter what, there are two sides to the same coin. Those who have outstanding advantages have terrifying shortcomings. This cannot be forced. Even a good person had a temper, let alone a surging Yellow River.”
Cai Yong nodded and said in disappointment,""Yes, but what I can't stand is still what I can't stand. There was a saying that when the Yellow River was clear, a saint would appear. When would the Yellow River be clear?”
Cai Yong seemed to have let go of everything on the surface, but in fact, this was impossible.
He was a saint.
Cai Yong was not a saint, and neither was Liu Bei.
Liu Bei could understand the unwillingness and pain in Cai Yong's heart. In order to relieve some of it, Liu Bei deliberately said,"Sir, it's a little difficult to clear the Yellow River, but it's not difficult to make the Yellow River not flood or flood less.”
Cai Yong was surprised for a moment, but then he was overjoyed.”
Liu Bei said with certainty," Of course. As long as we ensure that the water and soil at the source and upstream of the Yellow River are not lost, we can plant more trees on both sides of the Yellow River and improve and repair the water network. Not only would the Yellow River not flood, but it could also feed tens of millions of people.”
"Feed tens of millions more people!" Cai Yong muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly as he turned his head in the direction of Luoyang.
Seeing Cai Yong's attitude of reining in his horse and returning to the capital to meet the emperor, Liu Bei was a little flustered.
It was easy for Cai Yong to go back, but it was useless.
If Emperor Liu Hong could listen to such suggestions that benefited the country and the people, or if he had such bold execution, would the Great Han Dynasty be in its current state?
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