The Three Great Han Dynasties: Awaken Liu Bei with a scolding; you weave mats and sell sandals.

"Master, do we think we can succeed with the Recruitment Pavilion?"

At the gate of Luoyang, Tong Yuan stood with his hands behind his back, followed by his disciple Shi A. The two of them slowly entered the city with the flow of people.

Looking up, Luoyang city was bustling with activity, with a constant flow of traffic, even more so than usual.

Especially recently, news has spread that the Recruitment Pavilion can directly select candidates for official positions based on their filial piety and integrity. In the past, such talk would have been considered nonsense by anyone with even a little bit of inside information.

However, when news spread that the person behind the Hall of Recruiting Talents was none other than the powerful and influential Lord Liu, who was also from the imperial Liu family, countless poor scholars across the land were immediately shaken.

Even the lesser, middle, and even the upper-middle elite warriors came upon hearing the news.

This naturally made the Hall of Recruiting Talents famous throughout the world and a place that caused a great stir.

The wonders of this are naturally too numerous to be fully explained in a short time.

"It definitely can."

Tong Yuan's voice was steady, and as he felt the weight of the quiver on his back, a serious expression appeared between his brows.

He gasped. He was now nearly forty, almost past his prime.

If he doesn't seize this last chance to sell his lifelong skills of literature and martial arts to the imperial family, he might end up spending the rest of his life as a leisurely countryman who knows a few tricks.

Although he originally held the title of Imperial Tutor, it was merely an empty title with no real power.

In Luoyang, a city teeming with aristocratic families, such a title was quite commonplace.

Furthermore, neither the emperor nor the princes ever truly paid him a visit as the imperial tutor, which naturally caused the prestige of the title to decline day by day, until it became no different from any other nominal position in the court.

Without anyone saying a word, Tong Yuan had already resigned from his official post and left.

After all, the salary of the Imperial Tutor was not high enough for him. It would be better to send him out to suppress bandits, teach disciples, or provide protection for aristocratic families. The money he would earn would be several times more.

But those who gain profit want fame, and even power, so that they can pass it down to their families and become aristocratic clans.

It can be said that this is the lifelong dream of most adventurers like Tong Yuan.

For three hundred years, the Han Dynasty ruled the land, with noble families passing down their legacy from generation to generation, a testament to the ambitions of countless valiant generals and heroes.

People like Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, after having established their families and homes, have become much more settled now.

What's more, for a middle-aged person who has already been worn down by the ways of the world?

Naturally, I was willing to bow down and try more.

"Um."

Seeing his master's seriousness this time, Shi A couldn't help but nod slightly, deciding to go all out.

This is a do-or-die situation. With the abilities of the master and apprentice, it's likely that as long as the people at the Recruitment Pavilion aren't blind, they will be selected, enter the Liu family's private school, pass the examination, be recommended as filial and incorruptible officials, and embark on the true path to officialdom.

"Master, we can definitely do it."

A resolute glint flashed in Shi A's eyes.

At the same time, people like them, master and disciple, are countless throughout the world.

Not everyone is as lucky as Zhang Fei, Guan Yu, Gan Ning, and others, who successfully joined Liu Bei's ranks when the Liu family was still in its infancy.

The vast majority of people, however, do not have such an opportunity.

Therefore, the Recruitment Pavilion is the best way to cast a net across the world and capture them all, without exception.

Meanwhile, in a luxurious mansion in Luoyang, Li Ru looked at a friend he had met in recent days, his face showing a deep sense of reluctance.

Having finally met this friend, Li Ru originally wanted to persuade him to work under his father-in-law Dong Zhuo, but who would have thought that the other party would want to join the general's ranks in the blink of an eye.

Although the Dong family is now working under Liu Hong, one is a direct descendant and the other is a vassal of a vassal. Anyone who isn't stupid would know which to choose.

Therefore, although Li Ru was trying to persuade him, he did not have much hope of succeeding.

How could a mere prefect of Liangzhou be compared to a great general whose name resounded throughout the land?

The difference between the two is simply too great.

In other words, Li Ru was currently Dong Zhuo's son-in-law, so it was not appropriate for him to go, and his name was already on the list in the court.

Otherwise, he himself would probably want to go to the general's mansion to give it a try, just in case he succeeds.

That would be a great thing for both the Dong family and the Li family.

"Wenhe, could it be that even you are going to this Recruiting Talents Pavilion?"

"Li Ru, why are you stopping me?"

Jia Xu raised his eyes, his tone calm yet firm, "Once we arrive at the Hall of Recruiting Talents, we won't become enemies with Prefect Dong."

Did you congratulate me on my great success when you learned of this matter before meeting Prefect Dong?

He paused, his voice tinged with resentment: "Moreover, I am just a minor grain transport officer in this Liangzhou army. When will I ever be able to establish a prestigious family name?"

When and when will we be able to achieve greater things?

"Or perhaps, Li Ru, you intend to block my path today?"

At first, Jia Xu's tone was serious, but when he saw Li Ru standing before him not yielding an inch, he gradually...

His expression also darkened, and he spoke sternly with a stern face.

Seeing this, Li Ru had no choice but to let go.

Jia Xu's expression improved slightly. He cupped his hands in greeting and continued, "Alright, from now on we'll all be working for the court, so why bother with any distinction?"

He gazed out the window at the bustling city of Luoyang and murmured, "I originally thought the Han Dynasty was about to fall into chaos, but who would have thought that the Han Dynasty's fortunes were not yet exhausted? I'm afraid the Han Dynasty will have at least several hundred more years of rule in the future."

Hearing this unspoken meaning, Li Ru's lips curled into a smile of relief, but he didn't feel any sense of loss.

He was able to guess a little about it.

The Han Dynasty was founded by Emperor Gaozu Liu Bang, but it fell several times and was directly seized by Wang Mang of the Xin Dynasty. However, Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu then restored the name of the Han Dynasty.

The Han Dynasty of today is the legitimate Han Dynasty.

The terms "Eastern Han" and "Western Han" are merely designations made by later generations; such usage has never existed in the present day.

However, in this world today, the Yellow Turban Rebellion has broken out everywhere, coupled with the disaster of the Party Prohibitions. The common people are unaware of this, but these gentry people have a vague sense of impending doom.

But who could have imagined that at this critical moment, the world would once again produce a man who could save the nation from collapse, and then easily quell the Yellow Turban Rebellion? The process was even more miraculous than that of Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu, who turned the tide of the war. Everyone had no choice but to admit it.

The first time might be a coincidence, but the second and even the third time were the same. From then on, people all over the world would probably vaguely remember the words of Liu Bang, the former Emperor Gaozu of Han.