Last time, it was said that the Jiuchang servants quarreled in the prison because they suspected He Jin of framing them, and Zhang Rang pointed out that their backer was He Jin and could not be offended.

Guo Dian was not angry, and replied: "General? If it weren't for him, we could have come in? Will he save us? Zhang Rang, you are so naïve! ”

When Zhang Rang heard Guo Dian call him by his name, he stared at Guo Dian viciously, but he didn't know what to say for a while, because if He Jin hadn't nodded just now, they wouldn't have ended up like this.

At this time, a voice came from not far away: "Have you group of dead eunuchs done less bad things?" Even if the general doesn't get you in, there are a lot of people who want to get you in! ”

The jailers were upset when they heard the noise in the cell. The cell boss shouted inside, "Fuck you! If you quarrel again, you will all be castrated and you will be dead eunuchs! ”

The Nine Standing Servants were seriously discriminated against by others, but they didn't speak anymore, because they had done too much to bribe the jailer to kill the minister, and they knew that they must not offend the jailer in prison, otherwise even if they could get out, it was estimated that they would be stripped of their skin at the very least.

On the other hand, the Nine Standing Servants also understood the fact that even if He Jin would not clean them up, there were still a large number of ministers in the court who wanted them to die, which was a dead knot that they had formed with the ministers for many years.

The Nine Standing Servants were quiet, but the person who mocked the Nine Standing Servants just now did not shut up, and he also muttered very gentlemanly: "The villain has a will!" ”

It wasn't too loud for the cell boss to hear clearly, but the jailer near the cell door heard it. He said to the cell boss, "Son! That grandson said you are a villain. ”

When the cell boss heard this, he slapped the jailer on the head who gave him a small report, and scolded: "You are a villain! Taking a breath, he added, "He's talking about you, not me!" Go, pull that grandson out and teach him how to be a gentleman! ”

The jailer was slapped in the face, but when he heard that he could torture the prisoner, he excitedly shouted, "Gotcha! With that, he beckoned his companions to walk with him to the mouthy prisoner just now.

The man noticed that something was wrong, and he wanted the other prisoners to come to him, so he cried out, "What do you want to do?" I'm the Minister of the Imperial Court! I want to see the emperor! You have no right to ......"

Before the prisoner could finish speaking, the jailers had already let out a happy laugh, and the jailer who took the lead said with a sinister smile: "Hey, hey...... You shout! Shout out loud! If you shout through your throat, no one will hear you. So saying, he knocked on the fence next to him with his saber, and asked the prisoner inside, "Did you hear anything just now?" ”

The prisoner cowered in the corner, shook his head vigorously, and said in a loud voice, "No! Nothing! ”

The jailers had already arrived in front of the cell of the minister who scolded the Nine Constant Attendants, and the leading jailer said contemptuously to the inside: "I say, Lord Sun, how many years have you lived here?" Seven years? Eight years? What kind of minister are you? Why can't you see the situation clearly? Have you read all your books in the pit? ”

After laughing at the prisoner surnamed Sun, the jailer waved his hand to his companions behind him and said neatly, "Go and invite Master Sun out!" ”

The jailers quickly opened the cell door and dodged into the dark and foul-smelling room, and with the sound of chains, the jailers walked out again with a sloppy prisoner surnamed Sun.

That Lord Sun seemed to have finally accepted his fate, like a frosted eggplant, but he still maintained the dignity of a retainer and did not kneel to beg for mercy.

The jailers carried the prisoner surnamed Sun and walked out.

It didn't take long for the sound of intermittent ghost cries and wolf howls from outside the prison, which was not miserable.

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Listening to these terrifying sounds, the Nine Servants were all nervous, and secretly prayed to the gods that they could leave this hellish place soon.

Three days later, the imperial court's holy decree urging Dong Zhuo to march into the army again was passed to Dong Zhuo, and the holy decree stated that Dong Zhuo's army was ambushed because of the Jiuchang servant's fornication with the Yellow Turban thief. Now that the Nine Standing Servants have been imprisoned and the traitors have been eliminated, the imperial court ordered Dong Zhuo to immediately lead the army to replace Lu Zhi.

Dong Zhuo scoffed at the content of this holy decree, he was a stubborn person, so he believed his previous judgment more: Zhang Jiao knew the demon law.

Zhang Jiao's assertion that he would be a demon was just an excuse for defeat at first, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that this should be the case. Therefore, Dong Zhuo was very resistant to confronting Zhang Jiao in his heart, but unfortunately the thief ship was already on board, and it was impossible to get down now. Dong Zhuo could only bite the bullet and receive the order of thanks.

After sending off the eunuch, Dong Zhuo rearranged the marching plan and chose a route that he thought was remote, which required the army to take a lot of unjust detours, but safety was the first thing!

Although Dong Zhuo's headquarters is cavalry, the speed of this march is even faster than that of the infantry army, and the battalion is marching step by step. Unfortunately, Dong Zhuo's troops were ambushed on the third day after their departure. Fortunately, Dong Zhuo walked slowly and found the ambush in time, so that the troops were not lost in vain.

The ambush of the Yellow Turban Army was discovered by Dong Zhuo's troops in advance, and those who should have suffered losses should have been replaced by the side of the Yellow Turban Army. It's just that the ambush soldiers who appeared again confirmed Dong Zhuo's idea: Zhang Jiao knows witchcraft. Therefore, Dong Zhuo was cowardly before he fought, and simply led his subordinates to run directly. In the end, both sides were lucky enough to escape.

Dong Zhuo led his subordinates to run back unusually, and it only took a day to return to the place where they started.

Dong Zhuo made up his mind this time not to wade into the troubled waters this time, even if he lost the identity of the emperor's relative, he must save his life. So he put on a plea fold, trying his best to render Zhang Jiao's demon method, and the excerpt said: "Our army suddenly encountered a heavy fog on the road. Originally, the sky was cloudless, and the fog rose suddenly. Countless yellow turban thieves rushed out of the fog...... The Wechen soldiers fought bravely to kill the enemy, but the Zhang Jiao demon scattered beans into soldiers, and the Wechen troops were outnumbered...... Weichen is incompetent, and he has failed to live up to the trust of the saint and pays for the guilt...... Please choose another merit ...... the DPRK and China."

In addition to asking for a guilty son, Dong Zhuo also wrote a private letter to his son-in-law Li Ru like last time, asking Li Ru to help him with activities in Beijing to keep the Dong family.

After writing it, Dong Zhuo sent the private letter out first, and then sent someone to send the guilty plea to the capital the next day.

Soon, the Han monarchs and ministers once again quarreled at the court meeting because of the matter of the yellow turban thief.

However, this time the noise was very different from the last time, because the ministers were frightened by the content of Dong Zhuo's recital, and finally understood the seriousness of the problem, and finally put aside the partisan dispute for the time being, and began to think constructively.

I, Hu Hansan, are back again. This story will not be a eunuch, this story will not be a eunuch, this story will not be a eunuch, important things will be said three times.

I was busy with the house for a while, and then I was lazy and took a few days off, a long-lost vacation.

In the middle of the holiday, I also thought about the follow-up plot, and found that the quantitative changes brought by the protagonist were likely to lead to unrecognizable history before Dong Zhuo's chaos in Luoyang, so the outline was also changed beyond recognition. It hasn't been completely decided yet, and it's a bit of a big hassle.

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