It is south of the state and adjacent to the West River in Hedong County.

Today is the thirtieth day of the lunar month, a festival full of joy.

In the county guard mansion of Hedong County, it has long been full of lights and red silk.

"Little young master, you run slowly." More than a dozen servants shouted eagerly.

Running in front was a little girl of seven or eight years old, clear and lively, dressed in new red brocade clothes, hula and la, not caring about the clumsy servants and maids behind her.

The little girl ran from the courtyard of the inner and outer three floors to the outside of the mansion in one breath, and the guards at the door saw the little girl coming out, and immediately bent down.

Reflected in the brilliant eyes were the empty frosty streets, and the eyes of anticipation gradually faded.

The little girl seemed to be very lost, sitting on the vermilion lacquer threshold with her head buried in her head, only revealing the bun on the top of her head like round ears, and refused to get up and go back no matter how persuaded by the maidservants.

I was angry over and over again in my heart: "Big liar, I won't pay attention to you in the future!" ”

In a few moments, the slow and muffled sound of horses' hooves came from the cold streets.

Three hundred strong armored soldiers opened the way, and a heroic carriage stopped at the gate of the county government.

The curtain opened, and a man in uniform who looked like a bear stepped out.

The little girl looked up, and a bright joy flashed in her eyes, but she quickly buried her head again.

"Oh, my little ancestor, why are you sitting on the threshold on this cold day, don't frostbite." The male man read in fragments and walked quickly to the door of the mansion.

The little girl snorted angrily, ignoring the powerful man in front of her who many people wanted to cling to in their dreams.

The man's surname is Dong, and his single name is a Zhuo character.

He grew up in Liangzhou when he was a teenager and was a ranger. When he was plowing the land in the field, he found a knife, there was no text on the knife, and it was hidden on all sides as a mountain cloud script, and the jade was like mud.

When he reached his youth, Dong Zhuo was already a man with excellent arm strength, equipped with two sets of bows and arrows all the year round, and he could open the bow left and right at any time, mingling in various realms, scolding Fang Zhuo, and fearless.

At that time, he was a hot-blooded young man with the word "righteousness" at the head, and his life creed was just two words: righteousness.

He often goes to the jurisdiction of the Qiang people to get a familiar face, and with his eloquence comparable to that of an old driver, he has won the favor of many powerful people.

In the last years of Emperor Huan, Dong Zhuo, who served as Yulinlang, followed Zhang Huan, one of the "Liangzhou Sanming", to jointly crusade against the rebellious Qiang people. On the battlefield, Dong Zhuo was brave and strong, and his performance was very eye-catching, and he quickly stood out among many generals.

Dong Zhuo, who has experienced a hundred battles and made great achievements, has been promoted again and again, and has been promoted to Hedong Taishou, and the imperial court has specially rewarded him with 9,000 fine silks for this.

In the face of the rich rewards of the imperial court, Dong Zhuo touched his conscience and said: "Those who do it are themselves, and those who have are scholars." ”

Although it is oneself who has made meritorious service, all the rewards belong to the soldiers.

After this confession, the officers and men of the three armies and a group of rough old men were so moved that they couldn't wait to immediately fight for him.

Dong Zhuo's luck is very good, but it is also very bad.

When his career was booming, his favorite son died.

Since then, Dong Zhuo's temperament has changed greatly, and he is irritable and murderous, but fortunately, his son still leaves a granddaughter who is full moon.

That is, the little girl sitting on the threshold, Dong Bai.

It can be said that even in the entire Hedong, there is only a little girl, who is not afraid of Dong Zhuo.

The little girl sulked alone, Dong Zhuo broke her granddaughter's little hand, and said flatteringly: "Who bullied our little Lingxi, tell Ah Weng, Ah Weng will help you get angry." ”

The servants and maids fell to their knees, trembling and terrified.

"It's Ah Weng, you obviously said that you would come back the day before yesterday, but I waited and waited, and I couldn't wait." The little girl puffed out her cheeks and said angrily.

Dong Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and then laughed, his eyes were full of love: "Okay, good, it's Ah Weng who is wrong, Ah Weng is wrong." ”

He picked up Dong Bai and let her pull his thick beard.

"Ah Weng, tell them to get up, they will catch a cold if they kneel on the ground." The little girl's voice was sweet, and she was particularly kind enough to remind Ah Weng who seemed to have forgotten about it.

Without Dong Zhuo speaking, how dare those servants who were kneeling on the ground get up.

Dong Zhuo glanced at these domestic servants, letting his granddaughter sit on the threshold and get cold, it was already their sin, how could they be spared.

However, the little girl had spoken, and Dong Zhuo had no choice but to give up.

He crossed the threshold with Dong Bai in his arms and waved his hand.

A multitude of servants and maidservants, as if they were pardoned.

As early as half a year ago, Dong Bai had suffered from a cold and fever disease, which was aggravated by the servant's confusion of decoction. caused Dong Zhuo to be furious and executed more than 40 related people.

Walking into the mansion, there was a middle-aged Confucian in a blue robe waiting in the hall, with a thin appearance and a short beard two inches long at the chin.

"I've seen the lord."

He was Dong Zhuo's son-in-law, but he never called his father-in-law.

Dong Zhuo nodded at him, "You and I don't have to be formal, sit down." ”

He sat the little girl on his lap and had a secret conversation with Li Ru, Dong Zhuo never shied away from her.

"What's going on over there with the Qiang?" Dong Zhuo teased his little granddaughter and asked seemingly easy-going.

However, Dong Bai doesn't like this uncle-in-law very much, he always gives Ah Weng a lot of bad ideas, and even if he laughs, it is very cold, which makes people's backs cold.

Li Ruchengzhu was in his chest, and replied truthfully: "The Qiang people have already been contacted, and they can do it at any time as long as they are ordered by the lord." ”

Not long ago, the imperial court sent an envoy and ordered Dong Zhuo to serve as the assassin of the state.

Dong Zhuo asked his son-in-law to discuss, and with Li Ru's resourceful vision, it was not difficult to see that it was boring.

Dong Zhuo's power in Hedong has become increasingly powerful, and basically no one can control it, which has threatened the interests of many families.

Therefore, naturally some people want to transfer Dong Zhuo out of Hedong and let him go to the state to be a famous and powerless state assassin.

At the suggestion of Li Ru, Dong Zhuo said that he was not sick, and went to the court again, saying that he was seriously ill and could not walk on the ground.

After the imperial court sent someone to visit, the man received a heavy gift from Dong Zhuo, and when he went back, he naturally "repaid the truth".

Dong Zhuo's trip was exempted, and the history of the state assassination fell to Ding Yuan.

Those who regard Dong Zhuo as a thorn in their side will definitely have a back-up move if they fail to make a plan.

Dong Zhuo is not a master who sits idly by, since you don't let me be a soil emperor here with peace of mind, then I must also cause you some trouble and make you suffer.

"Let the soldiers have a good year first, and then talk about it after everything is over."

Dong Zhuo stroked his granddaughter's black hair dotingly, although the position of the Hedong County guard was good, but if he stayed for too long, he would inevitably want to move up again.

It's ridiculous to say.

He Dong Zhongying is forty-three today, and the number of people who flatter and curry favor with him is countless. But what can really speak from the heart is a son-in-law who refuses to call him his father-in-law, and a girl under the age of eight.