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Looking at Wang Yun in front of him, crazy, desperate and desperate, Ji Shu felt sad and almost wanted to cry.

This world is not right, it shouldn't be like this.

"Do you think that if Dong Zhuo dies, the Han Dynasty will be saved?"

Wang Yun was stunned. He stared at Ji Shu blankly: "What do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Ji Shu sneered.

"Yes, your plan can really kill Dong Zhuo. But so what?"

Ji Shu did not look at Wang Yun anymore, looked out the window, and said softly: "Master Situ, Dong Zhuo now has 150,000 troops. How many troops can Lu Bu control after killing Dong Zhuo?"

"How many crimes did the sergeants of Dong Zhuo's army commit in the capital, and how many generals committed unpardonable crimes? You don't need me to tell you."

"Will they sit still and wait for Dong Zhuo to die? Will they listen to the orders of Lu Bu, their adopted son?"

"In the end, Lu Bu either escaped from the capital or died in the capital."

"How many ministers like you are there in the court now who can die for the emperor?"

"Look at the princes outside. How many of them are listening to the announcement?"

"The emperor has no soldiers, no generals, and no ministers. If you kill this Dong Zhuo, another Dong Zhuo will soon come to lead the emperor and command the princes. Do you believe it or not?"

"Even so! Do you still want your daughter to be buried for you and for the Han Dynasty?"

"What is the Son of Heaven? A Son is a master of all things, like Confucius and Mencius."

"The Son of Heaven is not the son of heaven, but the master of heaven's ways. He leads all people."

"In ancient times, the emperor judged people by virtue, abdicated and passed the throne, taught people to use 'propriety', which made people respect each other, and taught people to use 'happiness', which made people pursue beautiful things."

"Did you know that now the people are displaced, and some bandits even raid the villages, treating the people as dishonest people, drinking their blood like raw materials, as if they have returned to the ancient times. This is the collapse of etiquette and the destruction of music, and the emperor is unethical!"

"Perhaps you want to say that it was the late emperor's fault and had nothing to do with His Majesty. Yes, Your Majesty is indeed young and is indeed controlled by Dong Zhuo."

"But everyone in the world knows that the emperor just doesn't do anything. In peaceful and prosperous times, there is no problem for the emperor to be mediocre, but in these troubled times, it is not possible."

"The emperor has no way to lead the people, and the troubled times will continue. This is the choice of countless people, until the people themselves elect a new king!"

Wang Yun didn't speak. He slumped on the chair, his face ashen.

When Ji Shu looked at Wang Yun again, he realized that he really looked like an old man now.

After a long time, Wang Yun said dejectedly: "You are right. I also made a mistake. I didn't expect that a handyman in the house would have such knowledge. But I still have a question to ask you. Have you fallen in love with Qingyu?"

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Ji Shu was stunned and said seriously: "The eldest lady saved my life and treated me as a relative. I have never had any wrong thoughts. Sir, I know from looking at history that there is no dynasty that lasts for thousands of years. This great Han Dynasty has its own kingdom for 400 years.

Its glory has its own pride. If it relies on a woman to sell her sex to survive, I would rather it perish! Please leave the last bit of dignity to the man."
Chapter completed!