Mingyue of the Great Song Dynasty http://www./0_1/Chapter 43: Men should do something (three)

The next night, Chongling and Liu Liang's home.

Hearing the knock on the door outside, Liu Liang slowly got off the couch, put on his shoes, and walked towards the door.

The two sons have started their own families and started their own businesses and built their own houses not far away to live in. Last year, his wife also died. Now, Liu Liang is the only one left in this family.

Dinner has been used now, which is logically time to rest. However, who will knock on the door and visit?

As he fumbled to light an oil lamp, Liu Liang stared at the old man's eyes and finally touched the door gate with the light. After opening the door, he was stunned.

Standing at the door were his two nephews, Liu Xiu and Liu Yan.

"A Xiu?" Liu Liang opened the door, looked at the two nephews in front of him, and widened his eyes: "Why are you coming back suddenly? This... it's not yet the end of the year."

Before Liu Xiu could answer, he had already hugged Liu Xiu in his arms and tightly wrapped his arms, as if he was afraid that he would disappear suddenly.

"uncle……"

Suddenly, Liu Liang hugged her tightly. Liu Xiu was stunned at first, and then hugged her uncle tightly with her backhand.

My uncle's body was much thinner than before. The arms surrounding him could clearly feel the ribs.

Liu Xiu remembered that when he first came to Chongling, his uncle was still a middle-aged man who was not tall but strong. When he saw Liu Xiu, he hugged himself tightly and put it in his ear and said to himself: "This is your home in the future."

But now, my uncle can no longer hold him.

Liu Liang was easily opened, and Liu Xiu helped him and walked into the house. Liu Yan, who was walking at the end, carefully closed the door and followed behind the two of them.

While walking towards the inner room, Liu Liang frequently looked back at Liu Xiu with a loving look on his face.

His two sons are both mediocre and incompetent. They are neither willing to study nor practice martial arts, but they just farm all day long. Among the two nephews, Liu Yan ran to Wancheng again to live a life of licking blood from the knife. Only Liu Xiu is Liu Liang's greatest pride.

"Uncle, if I remember correctly, you are already fifty-eight years old this year." After sitting down, Liu Xiu looked at the mottled wrinkles on his uncle's face and said softly.

"Yes... it's almost buried..."

Liu Liang didn't expect that the first sentence his nephew said was actually this. He was stunned for a moment, and his face gradually became a little desolate: "This old bone will not be long before it will be alive."

"We brothers have returned to Chongling and raised you for seventeen years..." Liu Xiu sighed and looked straight into Liu Liang's eyes: "I have only one last thing now, and I want to ask my uncle."

Liu Liang and Liu Xiu looked at each other for a long time, then looked at Liu Yan sitting next to Liu Xiu, and his expression suddenly changed: "A Xiu... are you..."

Liu Xiu nodded, and his lower body was still sitting down. He leaned down and bowed to his uncle: "Wang Mang has been so angry that he has been resentful since Wang Mang captured the Han Dynasty. Please ask his uncle to lead the leader and contact the Liu clan in Chongling, raise an army together to revive the Han Dynasty!"

"Axiu...Axiu...No, Uncle Wen..." Liu Liang's expectation turned into reality, his lips trembled, and stood up suddenly. His name for Liu Xiu also changed from his nickname to the word "You...you say such a bastard!"

After saying that, Liu Liang glared at Liu Yan viciously: "Tell me clearly, Bo Sheng! Did you bring Uncle Wen to pieces!!"

"Uncle, why do you say this is a bastard?" Liu Xiu raised his head and smiled bitterly.

"Uncle Wen, Uncle Wen..." Liu Liang shook his head, his face full of pain: "You have always been different from your elder brother Bosheng since childhood. Now Bosheng brings the danger of extermination to the family. Not only do you not stop him, you also conspire to rebel with him! Do you know, thirteen years ago..."

"I know, uncle. You are talking about An Zhonghou, right?" Liu Xiu interrupted Liu Liang's words: "Thirteen years ago, although I was still young, I still remember his visit to Chongling to find you."

"Since I remember, why do you have such stupid ideas!" Liu Liang glared at Liu Xiu fiercely: "The Marquis of Anzhong Liu Chong raised an army alone, but he was defeated and died without even the gate of Wancheng. Then his family was confiscated and destroyed the clan. More than a hundred people from the Marquis's mansion could not survive the hungry baby. Don't you know these things!"

"My nephew knows." Liu Xiu took a breath and nodded.

"Since that's the case, why do you still say such words!" Liu Liang's chest was fluctuating rapidly.

"Because..." Liu Xiu said halfway, but suddenly stopped and smiled: "I have one thing, I want to ask my uncle first."

"Thirteen years ago, I was in the room, but I was listening carefully to the conversation outside. After An Zhonghou left, you and your brother talked for a while. Finally, you asked your brother a question, but I remember it very clearly - 'If one day, the world will be in chaos. At that time, would you be willing to raise an army to attack Wang Mang?"

"Uncle, I think at least at that time, your thoughts were different from now on."

Liu Liang was stunned for a moment.

After a long time, he sighed, shook his head slowly, and nodded again: "It's indeed... different."

"So, why?" Liu Xiu continued to ask with a smile.

"Because, I'm old..." Liu Liang was silent for a long time before he spoke in a hoarse voice, with desolation in his voice: "No matter how many ambitions he had in his prime, when he was in his late years, they would gradually turn into cooled ashes."

"Have you... been cooled down?" Liu Xiu looked at Liu Liang.

"Yes, it has cooled down." Liu Liang sighed quietly: "I used to value the Liu family, who owned the world, and wanted to defend the Liu family. When An Zhonghou came to me, although I did not agree to his proposal to raise an army with him, it was just because I knew that he would definitely fail. At that time, I was just waiting for an opportunity, waiting for an opportunity that could bring us down Wang Mang."

"Then now, this opportunity has come." Liu Xiu said in a deep voice: "The world is full of disasters and refugees are everywhere. No matter how strong Wang Mang's strength was when he usurped the throne, it is now time to be unable to suppress the world. As long as we rise up, the world will definitely respond with one call, and then..."

"Inevitable?" Liu Liang interrupted Liu Xiu: "Who told you that this is inevitable? At the end of Qin Dynasty, the first one to raise an army was the garrison in Daze Township. However, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang died in the end but the country was destroyed?"

Liu Liang paused and continued, "Now, I no longer have the responsibilities of the world in the past. It has been eleven years since Wang Mang ascended the throne. When the Han Dynasty was usurped by him, I might still have some remaining passion. But now... what I value is only the people around me."

Liu Liang sighed and looked at Liu Xiu and Liu Yan deeply: "That is...you. As long as you can protect you well, that will be enough to satisfy me. And let you take risks with your life...I no longer have the courage of the past."

In his eyes, there was no longer the courage of his prime, but only helplessness remained.

Liu Xiu faced Liu Liang's gaze, took a deep breath, and then spoke slowly:

"Are you taking risks? Then... Uncle, what if I tell you now that the court wants to kill me and that I almost killed me?"

When Liu Xiu said this, he stared at Liu Liang with bright eyes: "Do you understand, uncle? If I don't raise an army, I... will die."

"What?" Liu Xiu's words shocked Liu Liang. He frowned and looked at Liu Xiu carefully.
Chapter completed!