96 Everything should be sacrificed for my brother's life
◎Huo Yan: I found a father!◎
The whole court was in uproar, and in an instant, water became hot oil. Someone took the lead, and those who advocated peace were ready to make a move.
But considering that it was Huo Yan who spoke, he waited and watched for a while.
Ji An coughed twice, glanced at Huo Yan, and looked at the sky in surprise. The sun was high in the sky and didn't rise from the west!
Huo Yan, the center of the storm, bowed gently. "Today, Your Majesty is holding a court meeting to discuss the military campaign, inviting all the wise ministers to discuss it. I have three questions about the expedition. I wonder if you gentlemen can help me solve these doubts!"
As he spoke, he straightened his cuffs, and it was obvious that he was ready to cause trouble.
"I'd like to ask you all, this battle could wipe out the Xiongnu in one fell swoop, preventing them from rising again!"
No one in the court dared to respond, for fear that Huo Yan would say, "If you can do it, go ahead." The Marquis of Guanjun asked for leave, and everyone was waiting for the general's reply.
Liu Che raised his eyebrows. He knew that Huo Yan had come with ill intentions, so he winked at Wei Qing.
Zhongqing, who has offended Ayan again?
Wei Qing also looked at him, with doubt in his eyes.
Your Majesty, why did you provoke Ayan again?
While they exchanged glances, Huo Yan had already reached the center. He bowed again, "No one is wiser than the Emperor. I dare to ask His Majesty, during the ten years of our campaign against the Huns, our army has beheaded a total of 100,000 people. Why is it that every autumn, when the horses are fat, we still see the wolf flag south of the desert?"
As long as he didn't want to answer, Liu Che would practice his principle of silence.
In short, I don’t want to answer.
Huo Yan didn't expect ivory to come out of a dog's mouth. He asked questions mainly to shut Liu Che up.
"The people of the Han have fought the Xiongnu for ten years, a single task. The Han people are resilient and strong, a rare sight in the world. But what about the next ten years? The next ten years will bring more blood and tears for these people. Your Majesty, do you really have to fight until the people are destitute, starving, and nine out of ten have no homes left?"
The emperor was silent.
It is late spring now, the weather is getting hot, willow catkins are flying everywhere, and it is very dry.
The back of Ji An's court robes was soaked with sweat, but his aged spine suddenly straightened. He leaned on his staff to support Huo Yan. "Marquis Tai'an is right. The Xiongnu are like weeds, they can't be burned..."
Zhufu Yan was about to open his mouth to refute, but Huo Yan was waiting for this sentence, and he spoke faster than anyone else.
"That's right. How can we burn the weeds without burning their roots?" The young man in dark robes sneered, "Only burn them when the fire starts. The spring breeze will bring the grass back to green for thousands of miles. Even if the champion marquis or the great general is unparalleled in bravery and cuts off another hundred thousand heads, twenty years later, the Xiongnu children will still be able to mount horses and fight against the Han! And how many more fires can the Han people withstand?"
Ji An's eyebrows twitched.
Lord Father Yan looked up in shock.
It can't be what he thinks!
Liu Che's smile suddenly grew bigger and bigger.
"You've been talking for a long time. So, according to you, should we fight this war or not?"
Huo Yan smiled and blurted out the next sentence in front of everyone.
"Fight!" He stepped forward and spoke loudly with full confidence. "My intention is not only to fight, but to fight hard! We must prepare for war with all our might for a year and devote the entire nation's strength to conquering the Xiongnu."
A draught whipped through the hallway, the wind from the wide-open door lifting the wide sleeves of his long robe. The mutton-fat jade pendants on the jade belt around his waist reflected golden light, casting a sharp, fragmented light on the young man's eyebrows. He turned abruptly, raised his eyes, and met the gaze of everyone in the court. The wind seemed to be intimidated by the cold murderous intent he exuded, swirling past him.
When the sword was sharpened, no one dared to look him in the eye.
"How can we eradicate the Xiongnu scourge? This is the first step, and it begins with your courage!"
"The second step is to unleash a raging fire to extinguish the momentum. The third step is to eradicate the root of the problem. If this continues, the Xiongnu will be transformed into the Han, and the Xiongnu threat will be eliminated."
Liu Che touched his chin, leaned forward, and tilted his jade crown slightly. He looked at Huo Yan with a smile, "What do you mean by eradicating the root? Can you explain this to me?"
Huo Yan smiled coolly, the small mole on his lips turning bright red.
"It depends on what Your Majesty wants. To massacre the tribe or to naturalize them?"
Gongsun He, who was next to Wei Qing, took a deep breath and nudged Wei Qing with his elbow.
Wei Qing remained silent, closed his eyes and pretended to be dead.
Liu Che was in high spirits. "What do you mean by slaughtering the tribe?"
He is a real warmonger.
Huo Yan smiled and spoke softly, "The Xiongnu people we captured this time know the source of water and can poison it quickly. A little bit of croton and aconite will definitely kill people. Or we can release a few infected horses into Xiongnu territory. If the horses are gone, the people will die soon too."
It was late spring, and as soon as he said this, all the ministers felt a chill in their hearts.
The good-looking future star has now turned into a poisonous snake.
Ji An was heartbroken and cursed loudly, trying to wake up the bewildered Liu Che and him.
"How dare you! You little brat, spreading lies and misleading the people! How dare you, a great nation like the Han Dynasty, commit such an inhumane act!" His hair and beard stood on end, and he struck the ground with his staff, making a dull thud. "Such a vicious scheme is detrimental to the harmony of Heaven! Your Majesty, do not believe it!"
As soon as he said this, many people responded, even Wei Qing disagreed. The general had only one idea.
"You poisoned the water, so how can you use the stolen land as a horse farm?"
The horse farms gave rise to the Han army. Why did they fight against the Huns? One reason was that they coveted the horse farms.
Huo Yan put his hands behind his back and nodded slowly to show his agreement.
He opened his eyelids and complained lightly, "Then I haven't finished talking yet. I'm so anxious."
Ji An was amused by his behavior and, leaning on his staff, he rushed towards him with such force that no one dared to stop him and made way for him. When he reached Zhufu Yan, the old wily man refused to budge. He groaned and fell to the ground, tugging at Ji An's robe. "Oh, Master Ji, why are you arguing with a child? He's only a child, he doesn't know any better! Besides, this is exactly what you want. There's no war this year, and poisoning doesn't cost money."
Ji An swung his sleeves, and Zheng also helped at that time, but they couldn't pull the old bandit away. Every naughty child has a naughty parent, and this also applies to the Han Dynasty. Ji An directly drew his sword and cut off his sleeves, becoming the number one homosexual in the dynasty.
Unprecedented in history.
Zhufu Yan pinched the brand new half of his sleeve and said with a click of his tongue, "Old man, you are the only one who studies!"
Considering his moral level, he really didn't think Huo Yan was wrong. The kid was very down-to-earth. Although his plan was not comprehensive, he still had room to maneuver. Besides, whether he was benevolent or not, it was all bullshit!
"Huo Yan, why don't you say anything? You're teasing us here so early in the morning! You bastard!"
Ji An didn't bother to pay attention to him and rushed straight towards Huo Yan. His voice was very loud and full of energy. He didn't sound like a person who had been ill for a long time at all. He pointed his finger as soon as he opened his mouth, as if he was scolding a younger person.
"Where is your kindness and righteousness? You have studied so hard and yet you smile so generously!"
As soon as he said this, the first to attack were the barrage.
[Your Majesty, don't bother with him.]
[Your Majesty, please calm down!]
[Fuck! Who are you referring to?]
[Uncle hasn’t mentioned Ah Yan yet!]
[My King Ayan is a skilled and compassionate doctor. Look how well he has treated me!]
…
Wei Qing frowned, and even Liu Che, who was sitting in the upper seat, called out to Ji An in dissatisfaction.
Huo Yan's expression suddenly darkened. He walked past Wei Qing and silently helped Zhufu Yan up. After Zhufu Yan stood firmly, he fiercely grasped the hand that was pointing at him.
"As officials in the same dynasty, be cautious in your actions."
Lord Ji put down his hand, picked up the staff, and was about to pull Huo Yan.
If the top beam is crooked, the bottom beam will be crooked! It's all your Majesty's fault! Your Majesty, he can't do anything about it. This kid, he must beat him straight today!
"As an official in the same dynasty, I cannot hit anyone! Stand still!"
Huo Yan did not dodge, but took slow and steady steps forward.
"Who do you think you are? How dare you hit me? I'm telling you what I'm telling you. If you don't agree, we'll meet again after the court session!"
This time, not only Ji An, but even Zheng Dangshi wanted to beat someone up. A group of court officials who claimed to be Huo Yan's elders and watched him grow up were so angry that their faces turned red and their necks became thick. They all looked at Wei Qing.
General, just say the word and we will beat the child for you.
Wei Qing remained silent, standing in front of Huo Yan like a mountain, and single-handedly shielding him from the angry glares of all the court officials.
Huo Yan chuckled twice, feeling happy.
"Your Majesty, are you still listening? There is still a plan for naturalization."
Liu Che looked at the person who had caused the chaos and continued in silence.
He expressed his dissatisfaction. Normally, others would have apologized and tried to settle the matter, but Huo Yan didn't care about his feelings at all. What a joke! Liu Che's feelings were nothing compared to his brother's life.
He wanted to postpone the war for a year, he wanted to confuse people's minds, and he wanted to make this matter a reality.
So you keep silent, and I will speak for myself.
"The strategy of naturalization. If we can win this battle, we can capture the Huns in one fell swoop. All the nobles above the rank of capital household will be executed, and their families will be moved to Chang'an as slaves." He paused. Liu Che looked up at him, and he knew that Liu Che was listening. It was enough for him to listen. He unfolded the scroll in his sleeve, and on that scroll was a map of the Huns, outlined and marked with ink and red lines.
"Secondly, divide the former Xiongnu territory into thirty-six areas, with pastures separating each road. Form a Han cavalry beacon corps to monitor the border, and set aside pastures around the beacon towers for horse ranches."
Liu Che sat up, and all the officials calmed down and listened to his suggestions.
"Go on."
Liu Che said.
Huo Yan tutted his words, and amidst the looks of "this damn kid" from those around him, he added, "The lower-class Xiongnu people are illiterate, and they killed the nobles. Whatever you say is true."
He smiled and said, "We will also relocate Han people to the Xiongnu and copy the Han calendar and writing system. We will require them to use Chinese characters and the Chinese calendar. Those who violate the rules will be killed. We will also burn all Xiongnu written records and compile a new 'Hunnu False History' to promote Han culture and moralize the Xiongnu. This is the highest virtue."
Ji An put away his dove stick, and all the ministers rubbed their noses in dissatisfaction, appearing very busy.
Huo Yan sneered at them.
Humph, who is the father!
Wei Qing looked at him and suddenly smiled. He said, "Ayan, what else?"
Huo Yan had originally wanted to use Qiao to stab someone, but upon hearing this, he only snorted, "General, Lord Ji is always trying to draw his sword and hurt my father. I beg Lord Ji to leave!"
Everyone: ...
Lord Father Yan instantly smiled.
"Why!"
"Uncle!" Huo Yan smiled, his eyelashes trembling slightly. He blinked his left eye at him and said happily, "Uncle, let's go drink tonight!"
Dad, just because Lord Father Yan protects him, Lord Father Yan will be Huo Yan’s father from now on!
Lord Father Yan was so delighted that he could hardly see his eyes.
"Old man, please."
Huo Yan put his hand on his shoulder and leaned against him, "Father, I'll treat you! I have money!"
They were very affectionate.
Huo Yan pulled a small bowl of noodles from beside Lord Father Yan and said to Wei Qing, "Uncle, are you going? I'll treat you!"
Wei Qing responded and coughed heavily. Only then did Huo Yan see Liu Che's dark face after he asked a question and was ignored by him.
cut!
Huo Yan snorted in his heart but smiled on his face.
"The Xiongnu should be completely Han Chinese, and they should have the same future as the Han Chinese. However, being too lenient would be a betrayal to the Han Chinese. Therefore, I propose that all Xiongnu be enslaved. They must either herd horses and cultivate wasteland for fifty years, or join the Han army in conquering other places before they can be admitted to Han nationality. We must also establish the rules and regulations of a superior country."
Liu Che nodded, "There must be some benefits to becoming a Han citizen!"
Huo Yan laughed. "Once they are registered as Han Chinese, the children will naturally be Han Chinese. They can take half of the gold and silver they have captured, and they can also keep the slaves they have captured."
Although he did not mention that slaves had no property and all of it would be confiscated, everyone here was naturally understanding.
Zhang Tang, the Minister of Justice, pondered for a moment and added, "We must make a law for the Xiongnu."
Huo Yan was very pleased to see him on the right track.
"We are the superior people, and we must also do a good job in the Chinese literature that the Xiongnu people dream of. Our own people are suffering, so who would want Chinese literature?"
"My Lords, we won't just take a piece of Xiongnu territory in the future, will we? Look, there are plenty of places in the world. Take the Western Regions for example. After we defeat the Xiongnu, we can attack them and ask them to grow grapes for us. That's all you can say!" He continued, "Also, we are a superior country, so we should show the magnanimity of a great power. With superior people of Han descent, we have food and clothing, and a prosperous culture that people can aspire to. So, whether we can conquer the Xiongnu depends entirely on your resolve to serve the people!"
"You don't consider yourself a superior person, and you always think you are on the same level as the Huns."
After he said that, he knelt down and sat back down, looking as if he was asking, "What's wrong with your brain?"
He doesn't even know how to drive the donkey by hanging carrots.
"Excellent!" The ministers nodded repeatedly, "These few things have both face and substance."
It is a consensus among everyone that their Celestial Empire must have dignity.
As for other things, whether the Huns lived well or not was not within their consideration.
"One more thing to add," Ji An added, half his sleeves up, his arms outstretched, refusing to move, "We must treat the Han people well on the Xiongnu side. It's important to make the Xiongnu people eager for it."
The court officials discussed it and concluded that they wanted to create an IP for the Celestial Empire.
Everyone was taken away by Huo Yan and tacitly agreed to the decision to conquer the Huns next year.
Huo Yan didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the court session ended.
The huge rock in his heart fell to the ground, but his face remained calm as he slowly walked down the stairs.
He led the way in front of the ministers, with light and shadow flickering, falling on his shoulders. His back was straight, his head held high. His face was young, but his eyes were not immature at all. At first glance, he looked like a nobleman, but at second glance, he already had the shadow of a powerful minister around him.
With the ministers behind them, the light shone down obliquely, like hundreds of birds surrounding a phoenix.
Ji An stared at him from the highest step and realized that what Zheng said was right. Huo Yanzhen always seemed to be in control, as if he didn't care about anything.
A natural golden pillar that supports the sea.
He looked back at the palace door and exchanged glances with Wei Qing who was standing up in the hall. The general was still smiling and nodded slightly at him, his steps almost identical to Huo Yan's.
The uncle and nephew followed one after the other and connected the Han Dynasty for the next thirty years, or even longer.
Ji An sighed deeply, and he and Zheng Dangshi supported each other as they walked down the stairs.
"Don't you recommend him as Minister of Agriculture?"
Zheng Shijian took pity on the fact that his sleeve was missing a piece and gave him his own cloak. He smiled at the words. The old fox shook his head, "Others would be eager to give it to him, but he wouldn't want to owe us a favor. Besides, he doesn't have any ambitions."
"You old bastard!" Ji An snorted coldly, the wrinkles around his eyes deepening. "Tell me what his ambitions are?"
Zheng laughed heartily and led him downstairs. "Any more would be excessive, Master Ji. Just keep your family under control."
Huo Yan felt relieved, and when he returned to the Huo Mansion in the evening, he seemed much more relaxed. He casually put on his outer robe and went to check on Huo Qubing's condition.
Huo Qubing was in a bad mood. When the emperor's decree came this morning, Huo Qubing woke up in the evening. Now he knew that the war he had been thinking about was stopped by Huo Yan.
Growing up, he looked well-educated, calm, reserved, and dignified. However, he actually had quite a few tempers, and when he got angry, he didn't do it violently or throw cups and bowls. In one word, he was stubborn.
The door closed gently and Huo Yan entered the room. The incense burner on the bedside had been overturned by Huo Qubing long ago. There was ashes all over the floor, and the unburned part was emitting faint smoke.
Huo Yan silently took out the pill, dissolved it with warm water, and handed it to him.
Huo Qubing was sitting at the head of the bed, his hair loose with some stiff hairs on it. He was in the most gentle posture, but Huo Yan's hands were shaking.
Huo Qubing turned his head to look at Huo Yan. Under the lamp, his expression was almost gentle for a moment, and Huo Yan's heart skipped a beat.
"Ayan, how many days will I sleep this time?"
It was almost like a sword-fighting encounter, with the soft inner part nakedly carried into the vent.
Huo Yan pursed his lips tightly, barely able to control his trembling body.
His heart was slammed to the ground, and the blood in his chest almost choked him.
After a long while, he said, "Yeah, brother, just take a good sleep."
Huo Qubing looked him in the eye, easily seeing through his outward appearance of strength and his inner weakness. "Don't you have anything to say?"
Huo Yan pretended to smile and put the medicine under his lips, "Brother, drink it."
Huo Qubing controlled his temper and said, "Explain it to me clearly."
He unconsciously revealed a fierce posture, approaching step by step like a real tiger.
Huo Yan turned his head away without saying a word, avoiding his gaze, and only urged him to drink the medicine.
Brother fell asleep and got through the day.
Huo Qubing propped himself up and sat up again, the blue veins clearly visible on the back of his ivory-white hands, as if his anger was about to burst out of his body like a flood, but he held back.
He didn't want to lose his temper with his younger brother, as his younger brother was very tired after all this.
He sighed, a perfect sigh, neither too loud nor too soft, but it startled Huo Yan's hands and made them tremble. The bowl of medicine slipped from his hands with a clear sound of shattering. Huo Yan's face turned pale instantly, and the breath that supported him was leaked out all at once. He was so weak that he could hardly stand, and he struggled to rush out of the door.
Run!
The barrage of comments coaxed him.
[My king, run, run.]
[Ayan, do you want to explain this to your brother?]
…
Huo Yan, who always prided himself on being strong, made a cowardly move amidst the screen full of comments.
He locked his door tightly, then slowly slid down the door like a lifeless piece of jelly.
Then, tears fell down without any cost. Unlike the heart-wrenching cry when facing Liu Che, his real crying was just tears flowing down unconsciously. Even his sobs were so subtle that he didn't want anyone to hear them, for fear of being laughed at.
Tears that are not used as a means to achieve an end are often valuable, especially for Huo Yan. He cried twice and then stopped. He got up, washed his face, opened the door in a refreshed manner, asked someone to bring medicine to Huo Qubing, and went to deal with his own affairs.
It seemed as if the tears just now were false.
"Okay, it's okay."
The barrage dared not say a word.
[My king, are you ready?]
[Yanyan, go ahead and cry, we won’t watch. ]
[Cry, baby.]
…
Huo Yancai stopped crying.
"The young man at the last banquet hosted by Ding Yi was the big liar you guys were talking about, right?"
[Yes, yes, Yanyan.]
According to the "Records of the Grand Historian: Annals of Emperor Wu of Han," Ding Yi, the Marquis of Lecheng, became friends with Shao Weng and recommended him to Emperor Wu of Han, claiming he possessed miraculous magical skills. As a result, Shao Weng was summoned by Emperor Wu of Han and, through his supposed magical skills, briefly gained his trust. Specifically, he used the technique of summoning the dead to restore Lady Wang to the human world.
Shao Weng primarily gained Emperor Wu's trust through his supposed magical skills, convincing him that he could summon the spirit of the deceased Lady Wang. He even managed to see Lady Wang's figure through a curtain, convincing him that he possessed spiritual abilities. He then argued that the palace's furnishings and clothing didn't resemble divine objects, so spirits wouldn't be present. He then urged him to build Ganquan Palace, depicting the gods of heaven, earth, and Taiyi, and setting up sacrificial offerings to summon the gods, further solidifying Emperor Wu's faith in his skills.
[Anyway, he's quite pretentious.]
"What a liar! He can only cut a shadow puppet but he doesn't know anything about the world."
Huo Yan sneered and rubbed his brow. "He's not bad, he could be used."
It's a pity that such a good thing that can change the emperor's mind is not used.
[ah? ]
[Bao, how to use it?]
[Hehe, it’s very useful.]
[Ah Yan, in the spring of the third year of Yuanshou, there was a star in the east.]
[A comet hits the Earth.]
…
Huo Yan curled his lips into a smile, but soon he couldn't smile anymore because Sima Qian's letter was on the table.
He unfolded it and was furious.
"Sima Qian! Fuck you! Did I ask you to go to Huang County just to fight someone?"
grass!
He also fought against the powerful families and wrote a letter of complaint!
He didn't even take his coat and ran out like the wind.
This incident made it impossible for Huo Qubing, who came to find him, to deal with it.
"Ayan!"
Huo Qubing had come to talk to him, but now he ran out. He thought he was upset. Huo Guanjun, who had never been afraid of anything in his life, was frightened and ran while shouting, "Ayan!"
Huo Yan was so frightened by being chased by him that he ran forward even faster.
But who could outrun Huo Qubing? His palms were warm, with distinct joints. He gently grasped Huo Yan's shoulders with the strength of grabbing a baby bird, and let go immediately, but for some reason, he brought out a fierceness.
"Why are you running away? Just explain it to me clearly. I don't know anything. How can I not be angry?"
Huo Yan was caught, and even if Huo Qubing didn't catch him, he didn't dare to run away.
"Haha, I just, you see, haha, Sima Qian, well, there's something going on."
This sentence made the eloquent Lord Huo stumped. Huo Qubing wanted to laugh for a moment, but there was nothing he could do about him.
He raised his eyebrows slightly, put a scarlet robe on Huo Yan, and then said, "Sima Qian has committed a crime, which way should we report it?"
This is not to protect Sima Qian, this is clearly to open arms and wait for Huo Yan to come.
As expected, as the stairs were lowered, Huo Yan, who was full of grievances, suddenly had red eyes, and suddenly threw himself into his arms, crying loudly.
"Why are you so mean to me?! I'm afraid you'll die! I'm scared to death! I can't eat or sleep well! I don't dare let anyone know!"
The night wind was cold and he choked with sobs. The overwhelming suffering suddenly made him collapse. The calm and composed young official in the daytime was gone forever. His tears soaked into Huo Qubing's neck.
"I dare not tell anyone. The Han Dynasty cannot do without the Champion Marquis. But brother, you will be on the battlefield in a month. If you don't recover after returning, a cold will kill you."
"What should I do? What should my uncle do? What should my mother do? What should everyone do?"
He thought that his life would only bleed and not shed tears, but now he let himself cry. He hugged Huo Qubing's waist tightly, as if he had never had such a precious thing in his life.
"I studied medicine to save you. Do you want me to watch you die?"
Huo Qubing was suddenly at a loss for words after more than ten years of grievances. He stood there, not daring to say a word. He waited until Huo Yan cried out in grievance, then he used his palm to stroke Huo Yan's tense back bit by bit.
"I can't live without my brother!" Huo Yan cried over and over again, "I can't live without my brother!"
No one can take my brother away, and I must give up anything for my brother's life.
"Don't be afraid, Ah Yan." He pointed to the almost invisible scar at the corner of his eye. "I'm not perfect. How could God take me away?"
Huo Yan's tears fell in big drops.
Huo Qubing turned his face slightly, and ran his hand along the traces of his tears, wiping them away one by one.
He said, "I have so many scars on my body. They're unsightly, like caterpillars. They hurt in the winter. God will think I'm a nuisance. He doesn't want me."
Huo Yan's lips kept trembling, not knowing whether he was angry or distressed, "Who said you were troublesome! How dare he! He doesn't want it, fine, I don't want it, I want it, I want my brother!"
Huo Qubing lowered his head, buried it in his neck, and even rubbed it like a spoiled child, laughing softly.
"Ayan, just tell me what's going on. I won't be angry with you. Don't be afraid."
Huo Qubing's tolerance towards Huo Yan is like the sky after a heavy rain, clean, vast, and blue.
"Even if I'm angry with Ah Yan, I will listen to Ah Yan and stand with Ah Yan."
He held Huo Yan's hand and said with a gentle smile, "Don't be afraid. I will live a long time and bask in the sun with Ah Yan, even with my head full of white hair."
When he grew up, Guanjun Hou didn't like to laugh, but now all the tenderness in his bones is reflected in this smile.
He smiled at his worried younger brother and said, "You know, once a champion marquis speaks, he can't take it back!"
【Author’s words】
My paper was rejected, hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha.
The teacher's comments are longer than my life, hahahahahahahaha.
But no matter what, writing papers is life and writing novels is passion.
I'm a coward every day, can't I be willful for a moment?
Ah Yan told Lord Father Yan to never change his words, even if Lord Father Yan was executed along with his entire clan, Huo Yan would not change his words. Moreover, when he called him father, he meant it, and he would take care of Lord Father Yan until his death.
Therefore, the value of Ayan's father is extremely high. [狗头]
My friend said that I am very suitable for writing about love and hate, and tragic love.
Me: Are you talking about me? Meow meow meow. I write sweet stories, and I don’t like to write about people who don’t have a mouth.
Friends: Ah Yan's mouth really doesn't open when it should, it's all thanks to Qu Bing's aggressiveness that he took away the house like a robber. And Can Can, does he really open his mouth? He's a complete clam, and his brother pried it open fiercely.
Me: I guess so. Was it revealed? But I wrote everything to fit the character. I love writing character. Yanyan's reaction reflects his blind spot. He's actually not very good at handling emotions. He seems smart and has everything planned out, but in reality, he only knows one thing: If I like you, I won't treat you unfairly; if I hate you, I won't pay you any attention. This approach makes him very comfortable as a leader. He gives money, shares profits, and provides emotional value. However, when faced with more delicate relationships, he deliberately avoids conflict. In this respect, he's not as good as Cancan. Cancan avoids conflict and does it very well. If exposed, he resorts to trickery. As for Yan, he can't handle it well. He avoids it and runs away, then drops his pearls. After dropping a few, he feels embarrassed and tries to pretend that nothing is wrong. He's much more arrogant than Cancan. Cancan's personality is a bit inferior, and she feels inferior. He's incredibly proud, never willing to give in. His famous quote is, "I'm smart, so why don't I treat others like fools?" He absolutely loves to take the initiative, leading others by the nose from the start. Look, everyone in the court is aligned with him. For such a proud person, crying really hurts. His pride can be a bit conceited, and he even sometimes uses sarcastic language towards me. When I first wrote this character, I anticipated some people would dislike him, given his awkwardness and tsundere nature. But he's the perfect personality for Dahan, the perfect younger brother for Qubing. Ah Yan is just wonderful, Qubing's own words.
Youyou: Cancan still looks like you, Ayan, I really thought she had mutated.
Me: I was silent.
Youyou: Hahaha, I keep thinking about you writing about the two emperors falling in love. You are the emperor now and have a lot of things on your mind. How do you tell me about it? Hahaha.
Me: I was silent.
Actually, I wanted to write about a Tang Dynasty emperor, huh~
Anyway, I know something about the Anshi Rebellion.
Youyou: Please, sir, please write about those two emperors. Oh, oh, oh, I love that character so much.
Me: I was silent.
Hahaha, there are many Shang Mo Ran in the Records of the Grand Historian and the Book of Han. Liu Che is actually a pig who loves cold violence. I have fallen in love with Mo Ran now.
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