"Brother Cao, let's get busy, little brother is temporarily staying at the Cloud Gate Inn......"

"I'm really sorry, I'll go to the Cloud Gate Inn to find you when I'm free."

Cao Cao and Yuan Shao left, and Wei Yan was still watching the direction in which they disappeared.

Whether it is Cao Cao or Yuan Shao, they are both big guys in the near future, and it is really an honor to be able to meet the two of them in one day.

……

Luoyang City does not allow people to go out on the streets every day after the end of the day, which is commonly known as the curfew.

However, there are always some people who are exceptions, who either have special tasks and are approved by the above, or they are in high positions of authority and are not subject to the sanctions of national law.

Empress He, the wife of Emperor Liu Hong of the Han Dynasty, was born as a butcher, and he was born after his mother remarried to the He family.

She has two brothers, namely the general He Jin and the general He Miao.

He Jin and He Miao are both the brothers of Queen He, but He Jin and He Miao are not related by blood.

Empress He's mother was named Wuyangjun by the emperor after her daughter became empress.

Before Wuyangjun married into the He family, He Jin's father, the old butcher, had already given birth to He Jin, and Wuyangjun voiced He Miao, they were a reorganized family, and only Queen He was born to Wuyangjun and the old butcher.

Therefore, although He Jin and He Miao are brothers, they are intriguing openly and secretly, and they are not in unison.

He Miao, as a general of the chariot cavalry, is of course one of the people who can violate the rules.

Lately he was depressed because the emperor was dying.

It's not that he's so close to the emperor, it's that he's not quite ready.

Once the emperor dies, the new emperor will inevitably be produced among the two princes.

Liu Wei was born to Empress He and the eldest son of the emperor, so it was logical for him to inherit the throne.

This is also what the He family wants to see, which is related to the status of the He family in the future.

Of course, there are no absolutes, and the second son Liu Xie is not without opportunities, but the chances are very small.

In the matter of establishing the emperor, the interests of He Jin and He Miao are the same, but once Liu Wei becomes the emperor, the little emperor is too young, which requires a prison state.

At present, there is no doubt that the minister of supervision must be the great general He Jin.

This is the reason why He Miao is depressed.

He is really unwilling, he is also Liu Wei's uncle, Queen He's uncle, I He Miao can't do anything if I don't have anything, do I want to be under the people forever?

An ordinary person will not worry about national affairs, this is determined by status.

In the past, He Miao was only a butcher, so he naturally loved He Jin and wouldn't think about these intrigues.

However, now his identity is different, he is a chariot general, it can be said that he is the first person under He Jin, if there is no He Jin, he is a general, and he can logically supervise the country and become the de facto ruler of the empire.

"He Jin! Why do you want to get in! If there is no He Jin or ......" Thinking of this, He Miao was smart, in addition to a cold sweat, the wine also woke up a lot.

He shook his head and tried to dispel the thoughts in the South Seas, but there was one thought that would always remain in his mind, and one day it might burst out.

"It's foggy~" He Miao felt a little cold and tightened the clothes on her body.

The cold wind blew on his face, and he raised his head to let the wind blow, trying to calm down.

The sound of horses' hooves rattled on the road, and several attendants followed unhurriedly, all drowsy and listless as they had already passed.

However, they are not worried, although the security in Luoyang is not good, but who will come to attack He Miao when they are full and have nothing to do?

He Miao can be said to be prominent, but under He Jin's suppression, it is like a little transparent.

Ordinary bandits don't dare to provoke him, and political bigwigs don't take him seriously, so his identity is really a little embarrassing, sometimes thinking about it, He Miao can't help but laugh at himself, these guards are redundant.

It was quiet, the fog rose, and the wind listened.

"Zheng~" An arrow sounded in the night.

"Ah~" A scream rang out, and one of the guards fell to the ground.

"There are assassins!"

"Quick! Protecting the General ......"

"Caught the Assassins......"

The battlefield was like a hornet's nest, and suddenly people turned on their backs.

In the darkness of the night, the vision was blurred, and everyone was stunned.

"Go, find the assassin!" He Miao was very frightened, he had already dismounted from his horse and squatted behind a corner.

"Ahh

The mournful screams of the guards pierced the sky and were heard far away.

The Assassins seemed to be waiting for them to finish screaming, and then they slit their throats unhurriedly.

Guards kept falling, but the city guards who were on patrol at night did not come for a long time.

"Come back, come back, come to me!" He Miao's face turned pale, and he no longer let the guards take the initiative to go out to find it.

He wanted to delay time through this method, as long as he could wait for rescue, none of these assassins could escape.

The guards didn't want to take the initiative to go out to die, and as soon as they heard He Miao's order, they fled back with a crawl.

As a result, it worked, and the Assassin could not find a chance to make a move.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet, if it weren't for the bloody gas in the air, it really made people suspicious, it was just an illusion just now.

Suddenly, one of the guards screamed like a ghost, and he pointed ahead and shouted, "Here they are!" They're ghosts ......."

The fog churned, and four figures came out of it, and in the dark night they were like four shadows, completely wrapped in darkness, and the white mist became their foil.

One of the people who walked in front carried a large knife that was drown larger than a human on his back, and in his hand was a slender short knife.

Behind him was a strong man like an iron tower, with a halberd in each hand, a green dragon glaive on the ground, and a spear in his hand.

Although these four people were all masked in black scarves, only their mouths and eyes were exposed, if Qingqing was here, they would definitely recognize them instantly.

They are Wei Yan, Dian Wei, Zhou Cang, and Pei Yuanshao.

However, in the eyes of He Miao and others, these are all black masses, and they can't see whether they are humans or ghosts.

"Do it!" Wei Yan whispered.

Then, a calm mist, suddenly churned and surged like a wave.

A thick white mist rushed to his face, suddenly blocking He Miao's vision.

"Ah~"

"Ah~"

Screams rang out one after another, this time faster and deeper, as if in their own ears.

In addition to the screams, there is also the sound of weapons whistling, which is terrifying.

"Why haven't the reinforcements come yet?" He Miao is about to scold her mother, she usually looks at the old n wandering around the street, why don't you come when something happens.

But the strange thing is that no matter how fierce the cry was, how close the battle was to him, even if the blood splattered his whole body and face, the blade of death never fell on his neck.