My Three Kingdoms is not right

Xun Yu paused slightly, then smiled wryly, "Right now, Xudu is on the verge of exploding. As for the future, we'll just have to wait until the situation stabilizes before we can think of a solution."

Looking at the beautiful woman before him, Yang Biao felt as if he were seeing himself from years ago.

He was preoccupied with the political situation and worked hard to maintain the status quo.

He had toiled for half his life, yet he could only watch helplessly as the Han Dynasty gradually declined.

"Wenruo, while crises are certainly worrying, dangers also contain opportunities." She patted Xun Yu on the shoulder. "Sometimes, rushing to resolve dangers can cause us to miss opportunities to change the situation."

Xun Yu was a little confused.

She was worried about the situation and felt extremely anxious. Although she knew that what Yang Biao said made sense, she couldn't figure out how it had anything to do with the current situation.

"With a formidable enemy outside," she said, her voice lowering, "we can't really let the two sides turn to arms."

Yang Biao looked at her, a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Resolving the current stalemate isn't difficult," Yang Biao said, his tone softening. "Both Your Highness and the Minister of Works are exceptionally intelligent. You've seen them locked in a standoff for a whole day and night; have they actually made a move?"

"Whether Your Highness finds a reason to release Man Chong or Minister Cao sends someone to the palace to apologize, it's not a big deal. There's always a way to get through this today."

"However, how the two sides should get along and face each other after this incident is the real reason for their hesitation."

The study remained quiet for a long time.

Xun Yu lowered her head, sunlight falling from her side and casting a soft shadow on her face: "Does Lord Yang mean we should give them time to consider?"

Yang Biao nodded, then sighed, "Let's leave it at that."

"Wenruo, there's something I shouldn't be saying, but since you're here today, I'll say it anyway."

Xun Yu raised his eyes: "Please enlighten me, Master Yang."

"Don't just focus on court affairs, think about yourself too."

Xun Yu was slightly taken aback: "Myself?"

"Don't you feel that your current position is very similar to that of Chen Gong back then?"

Xun Yu's pupils contracted slightly.

Yang Biao's voice seemed to grow distant in my ears:

When Chen Gong welcomed Cao Cao into Yan Province, he also felt that he could cooperate seamlessly with Cao Cao and realize his ambitions. However, as Cao Cao conquered Yan and Yu provinces and pacified Qing and Xu provinces, and his power grew, Chen Gong realized that his goals were no longer the same as Cao Cao's.

"Her heroic death beneath the White Gate Tower was perhaps her inevitable destiny from the very beginning."

"Wenruo, if one day Cao Cao defeats Yuan Shao and pacifies Liu Biao, possessing power far exceeding what he has now, will her aspirations remain the same as they are today?"

"Will you always be on the same path?"

……

As Xun Yu left the Yang residence, a rare look of bewilderment crossed his face.

She was exceptionally talented and came from a distinguished family. In her youth, she was praised by the renowned scholar He Yong as having "the talent to assist a king."

As a member of a prominent aristocratic family, he was treated as an honored guest by Yuan Shao, the leader of the aristocratic clan, shortly after he entered officialdom.

With a heart set on restoring order to the nation, she saw through Yuan Shao's ambition and incompetence, and chose Cao Cao.

From then on, Cao Cao called him "my Zhang Liang." The two worked well together as ruler and minister, achieving great things in both civil administration and military affairs, which led to the current state of the court.

Therefore, although she is known as a "lady" and has a gentle and refined nature, she is actually very confident and proud at heart.

The feeling of "confusion" has almost never appeared in her life.

But the long conversation just now made her experience this unfamiliar emotion for the first time.

She just refuted Yang Biao.

In this time of chaos and turmoil, what is needed now is a heroine like Cao Cao to restore order to the court and quell the unrest.

Although Cao Cao acted arbitrarily, it was out of necessity to deal with external enemies.

Like himself, Cao Cao harbored the ambition to serve the country.

But Yang Biao just smiled and shook his head: "I'm just an old man who doesn't concern myself with politics anymore. I was just saying it casually. Wenruo doesn't need to take it to heart."

"But if one day in the future you can recall these words, it will prove that you no longer have only one path in front of you. I hope that on that day, you will cherish the opportunity you have chosen."

……

Xun Yu was helped into the carriage by his attendants, and he felt his back was a little stiff.

My heart felt even heavier than when I arrived.

The autumn wind blew in her face, causing the leaves at the top of the locust tree to rustle and swirl. Two yellow leaves swirled into the carriage and came to rest at her feet.

"Master, shall we go to the Minister of Works' residence?"

Xun Yu was about to speak when he subconsciously paused: "Go to the Ministry of Personnel."

Just then, a horse galloped past at the end of the long street.

A thought struck her, and she ordered her servant to go and inquire.

A moment later, the servant ran back with a joyful expression:

"Master, the palace gates just opened, and Her Highness the Princess left through the Sima Gate alone, heading towards the Sikong Mansion!"

Xun Yu closed his eyes, and the tension that had been building up in his heart for so long suddenly eased, causing a momentary soreness in his chest.

She glanced back at the Yang residence, a hint of admiration flashing in her eyes.

Yang Biao was right. Both Cao Cao and Liu Xun were exceptionally intelligent and outstanding individuals.

They have enough wisdom and magnanimity to handle seemingly unsolvable dilemmas.

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Liu Xun, dressed in white and riding a black horse, traveled slowly alone from Xuchang Palace to the Sikong Mansion.

Along the way, countless eyes watched him pass by through cracks in doors, windows, or standing on the roadside.

The embers of the fire in front of the Court of Justice had not yet been swept away, and the standoff between the Northern Army and the Imperial Guards continued. At this moment, the young man emerged alone.

Several officials hiding under the eaves saw the figure in white from afar and breathed a sigh of relief in unison.

"Is Your Highness heading to the Minister of Works' residence?"

"Besides the Minister of Works' residence, where else can we go?"

After a brief silence, the group exchanged glances, their eyes revealing a complex mix of emotions: relief, admiration, and a touch of pity.

"Your Highness...it's truly not easy." The older official shook his head gently, "In the end, you still had to bow your head first."

"For the sake of the court, for the sake of the emperor, swallow this insult."

Another person clenched his fist: "I hope Cao Cao won't go too far and will consider His Highness's dignity."

The news spread like wildfire throughout Xuchang, from the palace gates to the streets and alleys, from the marketplace to the mansions.

Almost everyone breathed a long sigh of relief.

That young man preserved the dignity of the imperial court and maintained the peace of the city by yielding.

"His Highness is a good person." In the tavern, a burly woman slammed down her earthenware bowl and sighed to the people at the table, "It's just that good people suffer so much in this world."

No one refuted.

……

Upon receiving the news, the main gate of the Sikong Mansion was opened wide.

The officials and clerks in the mansion lined up on both sides of the gate according to their rank, each one dressed neatly and holding their breath.

Cao Cao changed into a dark black robe, stood in the center, and narrowed his phoenix eyes, looking towards the end of the long street.

A long-lost gentle smile lingered at the corners of his lips.