Wang Yun frowned.

He remembered this clearly, Xiahou An clearly came empty-handed, how could anything fall.

"Find a reason to send him away." Wang Yun in the room said with a little displeasure, as if he was reproaching the steward who had been with him for many years, and even this little thing had to disturb him.

"Master, if you can't leave, that kid is very muddy."

The steward was troubled because he had never seen such a cheeky person.

Before coming here, he had already hinted many times, but Xiahou An didn't hear it, rummaging east and west, looking for it.

If you can't find it, you won't leave.

The steward didn't dare to ask the soldiers in the palace to drive him away, because Xiahou An had the identity of Yu Linlang.

In desperation, he came to find Wang Yun.

This place is secluded and cannot be exposed.

Wang Yun had no choice but to say: "The princes are here for a while, and the old man will come back when he goes."

Everyone was immersed in the beautiful fantasy of the assassination plan at this time, and before the time was set, they would not leave, so they asked Wang Yun to go early and return early.

Wang Yun left the side garden and came to the lobby.

Xia Hou'an had almost turned the lobby upside down.

Wang Yun saw it in his eyes and was unhappy in his heart, but when Xiahou An looked back, he immediately changed to a pleasant expression, with a caring look of the elderly, and asked kindly: "Boyang, what are you looking for?" Say it, and the old man can ask someone to help find it. ”

"My family's ancestral sword has been lost."

Xiahou An said.

Hearing this, Wang Yun only felt ridiculous, this Xiahou Xiao'er was obviously looking for trouble, and when he came today, he didn't have a saber at all.

However, Xiahou'an insisted that it was impossible, and I clearly remembered that the sword was still on my waist when I came.

The two of them had their own opinions, and Wang Yunqiang couldn't help this kid, so he had to follow the words and ask: "Then tell me what are the characteristics of the treasure knife."

Xiahou'an thought about it seriously and replied: "The treasure knife is inlaid with seven gems, in the shape of the Big Dipper, hence the name: Seven Stars."

Wang Yun stopped laughing for a moment.

After a brief stiffness in his expression, he came back to his senses and pretended to be calm: "Xiahou Lang, don't joke."

"Who was kidding you".

Xiahou An said with a serious face.

Wang Yun immediately pointed out: "The seven-star sword is on the Taishi Mansion, you have to look for it, I'm afraid you have come to the wrong place."

"Didn't this knife flow from your old mansion?"

Xia Hou'an immediately changed his face and said with a smile.

When Wang Yun heard this, his heart was shocked for a moment. When he was in Luoyang, Cao Cao came to the house to borrow a knife and stabbed Dong, only he and Cao Cao knew about it, how did this little boy know?

However, Wang Yun definitely didn't admit it, and even became a little annoyed: "Xiahou Lang, you can't talk nonsense." The old man has no grudges with you in the past and no enmity in the near future, you don't want to spray people with blood and plant them for no reason!"

When the steward outside saw his master's rare gaffe, he knew that the matter was not simple, and immediately retired the servants outside the hall.

Wang Yun was anxious, but Xiahou An's heart was stable, and he said with a smile: "Old Situ, don't hide it, it's Cao Mengde's nephew below." Uncle said that you are loyal to the country, and the boy came to Chang'an this time to help you eliminate the national thief. Some time ago, the wind was tight, so I couldn't see you for a long time......"

Xiahou An said it well, but Wang Yun didn't believe it, his face swelled with anger, and he immediately interrupted: "Bold child, you dare to call Taishi a 'national thief'!" Come on, take this down for me!"

He was also afraid that Xiahou'an would fish for law enforcement.

However, Xiahou An was not stunned at all, and he did not struggle when he stood still, because he had eaten Wang Yun.

If Wang Yun really wants to kill Dong Zhuo, then Xiahou An, who serves as Yulinlang, is definitely a very valuable tool.

The servants and soldiers outside had long been driven away by the steward, so naturally no one would come.

Wang Yun's gaze fell on Xiahou An's face, and he looked at it again for a long time, and saw that the young man looked calm, so he asked tentatively, "Are you really Cao Mengde's nephew?"

Xia Hou'an stretched out his hand and turned around in front of Wang Yun, smiling with a smile: It's like a fake.

Wang Yun didn't say anything more, and after being silent for a long time, he said, "You come with me."

Xia Hou'an followed Wang Yun and walked away.

Go to a secret room in the house.

Pushing open the hidden stone door and walking through the long dark passage, this secret room is quite large, but there are very few things inside, and there are no valuable objects.

Wang Yun lit the candle, and his vision gradually became clear.

After they were seated, Wang Yun asked Xiahou'an: Is Meng De okay?

Xiahou An didn't look at Wang Yun, looked at the surrounding environment curiously, and said casually: "What's wrong, two days ago, there was news that the uncle was not recruiting troops in Yangzhou very smoothly, and only recruited a little more than 3,000 people. On the way back, because of the lack of food, many people ran away......"

At the end, Xiahou An said jokingly: "In short, compared to you, it's too much worse."

Thinking about it, Wang Yun is ranked as the third prince, and Dong Zhuo is important, he eats and drinks every day, such a happy life is still very enviable.

And Cao Cao, who is exposed to the wind and sun every day, has a group of pig-like allies, and has suffered defeats in the hands of Xu Rong, and his life is almost broken, and he traveled thousands of miles to Yangzhou to recruit troops, but most of the soldiers have also run away......

Compared with Wang Yun, who sat firmly in Diaoyutai in Chang'an City, it was indeed quite miserable.

"Do you think the old man is doing well?"

Wang Yun seemed to have been trampled on a sore foot, his gray beard trembled, and there was a rare anger in his cloudy eyes: "Do you know how I've spent all these years?"

Xia Hou'an was expressionless, saying that he didn't know.

So Wang Yun got up, walked to a wall, and stretched out his hand to open the darkness.

In the dark, there is an incense burner, and two pillars of incense are burning.

The incense burner is up, and it is full of spirit cards.

Starting from Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, a long count, until the Ling Emperor Liu Hong, a full twenty-four tablets.

"Over the years, I have been smiling at Dong Thief during the day, flattering, and shouting at the Taishi; But who knows, whenever I am alone in the dead of night, I often repent to the spiritual throne of the previous emperors and cry silently......"

"This heart-wrenching pain, which of you can know!"

Lao Situ couldn't suppress his low roar, and the depression and anger that had accumulated for a long time in his heart poured out like a flood, and even shed two lines of old tears in front of this descendant.

If it weren't for the Han family, who would want to be a lackey of Dong thief!

Wang Yun was grief-stricken and indignant, and Xiahou An was also touched in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh secretly: This old man is not easy!

After Wang Yun finished venting his emotions and his mood stabilized, the two talked for a while and exchanged information about each other.

With the deepening of the exchange, Wang Yun's impression of Xiahou'an changed greatly, and even became particularly appreciative: this kid is a bold and careful master, no wonder Cao Mengde would let him come to Chang'an to take charge of the most important intelligence work.

There is no light in the dark room.

Estimating that the time was not early, Xia Hou'an got up and said goodbye.

If you leave later, you will be caught by the curfew, and it will be difficult to quibble.

Looking at the back of the young man leaving, Wang Yun hesitated. His cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, and he suddenly stopped him: "Wait!"