Hearing Wang Yun's urgent exclamation, Xiahou An paused, turned around, and was slightly suspicious: "What else does Situ Gong have to explain?"

Wang Yun looked directly at this young junior, his originally cloudy eyes were flashing with light at this moment, and his tone was very slow, word by word: "After the dynasty is dispersed tomorrow, the captain of the Yue cavalry Wu Fu will assassinate Dong Zhuo."

Xiahou An was stunned for a moment, and then asked, "How does Situ know about this kind of confidential matter?" And what do you want to do when you tell me about this?"

This old man shouldn't expect me to stab Dong Zhuo too!

However, Wang Yun's answer was unexpected, he said: "Boyang, tomorrow's assassination is doomed to failure, so I hope you will help Dong Zhuo block the knife, and it is best to suffer some minor injuries." Although Dong Zhuo is brutal, he is extremely affectionate, you helped him block the knife, and you will be his henchman in the future!"

"In this way, you and I can join forces inside and outside, and the destruction of the national thieves is just around the corner!"

Wang Yun swore by it, Xia Hou'an didn't buy it at all: This old man is crazy, tell me to block the knife, what if I die!

Xia Hou'an didn't want to think about it.

Wang Yun didn't plan to stop there, but he knelt on the ground regardless of his identity, wiping his tears at Xiahou An: "If Boyang doesn't agree, the Jiangshan Society will be in danger, and the people of the Son of Heaven will be in danger!"

No, I said you old man, you just talk well, why do you cry...... Xiahou An's scalp was numb, he was still kneeling to himself at such an age, how could he afford it, let Wang Yun get up quickly.

Wang Yun cried and put into it, not listening to Xiahou'an's persuasion at all, and talking about the righteousness of the family and the country there, as if the Han family was about to die immediately.

Xia Houan had no choice: "Okay, okay, I promise you."

"Really?" Wang Yun seemed to be unconvinced.

Xiahou An nodded, a manly man, spitting a nail in one mouthful: "But after punishing Dong Zhuo, you also have to agree to me on one condition."

According to the course of history, after Dong Zhuo's death, Cai Yong would also be executed by Wang Yun, this little old man was very good, so Xiahou An wanted to save his life.

"No matter what the conditions, as long as Dong Zhuo can be killed, the old man will definitely agree!"

Wang Yun immediately stopped crying and decisively agreed.

This old man changes his face so quickly!

Xia Houan felt that he had been tricked, but there was no evidence.

Originally, he also wanted to see Diao Chan, one of the four beauties in the legend, but when he thought that he was going to 'die' tomorrow, his mood for seeing the beauties also vanished.

Soon, Xiahou An left the Situ Mansion.

After sending off Xiahou'an, Wang Yun returned to the remote garden.

"Situ, why did you go for so long to come back?"

There were many complaints.

Wang Yun immediately apologized, as for the plan with Xiahou'an, he didn't tell everyone, and the lie came casually: "I'm really sorry for making you wait for a long time." It's just that the kid drank too much wine and was very muddy, and it took the old man a long time to get rid of him. ”

I see.

Everyone nodded slightly.

"Alright, let's get down to business."

Shi Sun Rui brought the conversation back to the topic and said to Wang Yun: "Situ Gong, everyone is waiting for you to make up your mind about the assassination!"

Everyone nodded.

After Wang Yun pretended to think deeply, he finally agreed, and also gave his opinion: "The old man thinks that this matter should be sooner rather than later, and it will change later."

"As far as I know, Dong Zhuo will be in the early court tomorrow, so it's better to choose to do it tomorrow!"

Wang Yun said as he glanced at Wu Fu with his spare eyes to see how his expression changed.

Fortunately, Wufu looked firm and did not flinch in the slightest.

Wang Yun was relieved.

"Okay, tomorrow!"

With Wang Yun's proposal, everyone unanimously made a decision.

After that, they went back to prepare.

Xia Hou'an walked all the way back to the residence, thinking that he would be stabbed for Dong Zhuo tomorrow, and his mind was full of thoughts and chaos. When he was about to reach the door, a pleasant voice with joy sounded, breaking the silence of the area.

"Little uncle!"

Qin Muke, who was squatting at the door, ran towards him from a distance after seeing Xiahou'an, his eyes lit up with starlight.

Xiahou An was already upset, but when he saw Qin Muke at this moment, he was even more angry and said, "If you don't sleep at night, what are you doing at the door?"

It is said that ancient women were gentle and elegant, but Qin Muke had a big personality and liked to fight with others, like a tomboy.

Nine times out of ten, she has been in the market for a long time, influenced by her father who killed pigs.

Qin Muke automatically ignored Xiahou An's irritable tone, and playfully stuck out his tongue: "I'm waiting for you!"

Xia Hou's head warmed, and he felt that the tone of what he had just said seemed to be a little excessive.

He was about to calm down, but he heard Qin Muke say, "Wait for you to cook for me, I'm so hungry!" ”

The delicate apricot blossom eyes are full of longing.

Xiahou An's head was suddenly covered with black lines.

Sure enough, this big-chested woman only knows how to eat.

"Didn't you already hire a cook?" Xiahouan said impatiently.

"The kitchen is not as delicious as what you make."

"I don't want to do it."

"Little uncle, I'm hungry ......"

Qin Muke's little face collapsed, pitiful.

An old goblin, a little goblin, you were sent by God on purpose......

Xia Hou'an was depressed in his heart, looking at the lively and greedy little girl in front of him, he really couldn't do anything with her, and sighed: "Say, what do you want to eat." ”

Qin Muke immediately exhaled happily: "Steamed lamb, steamed bear's paw, steamed deer tail, roasted duck, roasted chicken, roasted goose, braised pig, braised duck, sauce chicken, bacon, ......"

Xia Hou'an hurriedly made a gesture of stopping: "Stop, are you here to report the name of the dish?" ”

"Isn't this what little uncle said when you cooked last time?" Qin Muke remembered this clearly.

I can't remember anything else, but the food is the same!

"I just said casually at the time, and besides, it's so late, where am I going to get these materials for you. Yangzhou fried rice, love to eat or not. ”

"Eat, eat, eat!"

Qin Foodie hurriedly agreed, for fear that Xiahou An would regret it.

Walk into the courtyard.

There were lanterns in the courtyard, and five or six figures walked back and forth.

Pu Tao and others on the night patrol saw Xiahou An coming back, stepped forward to salute with their fists, and shouted "Lord".

Xiahou'an nodded as a salute.

Then he took Qin Muke to the kitchen.

After arriving at the kitchen, Xia Hou'an looked at the Qin foodie beside him, and ordered with an expressionless face: "You go and make a fire." ”

"Good Ratcha!"

Qin Muke agreed super happily.

After a while, smoke rose from the kitchen, followed by the sound of food coming out of the pot, wafting the gut-wrenching aroma.

Qin Muke held a clay bowl bigger than the plate on her face, and ate it deliciously.

She was about to go to the hall, but she saw Xiahou An squatting on the steps of the foundation of the lobby, so she also squatted down.

The moon in the sky is round.

The silver-white light fell on Qin Muke's face, which was very holy.

She turned her head and asked, "Little uncle, don't you eat?" ”

Xia Houan shook his head slightly, indicating that he was not hungry.

When the fried rice in Qin Muke's hand bottomed out, Xia Houan stood up and walked out.

Qin Mu asked visibly, "Little uncle, where are you going?" ”

Xia Houan said: "I'll go to the palace." ”

"Oh, be careful, then!"