"Wow."

In the lamp, as the wick burns, the wax oil slowly dissolves. The light under the lamps is a little dark, and this is usually a place where the light does not shine.

A pair of old hands stretched out, holding a thin piece of paper with fine words on it, which was a little difficult to read in the flickering light.

Hands slowly smoothed the paper and spread it out to a place where the light would shine more clearly. Only then did people see the faces of the people standing under the lamp, with an old and weak face.

It's just that this old and powerless person is doing something to subvert Chang'an City at this time.

Wang Yun looked at the book in his hand, it was more than a month after he met Dong Zhuo, and after that, Dong Zhuo almost never mentioned the matter of Diao Chan, but focused on Lu Bu's body.

During this time, Dong Zhuo had become more and more alienated from Lu Bu, and even the guards on his side began to prevent Lu Bu from being responsible, and gradually changed people.

The old hand holding the paper slowly pinched it, crumpled the tissue paper, and after a while, it let go, put it on the beard and touched it a few times.

Wang Yun took a deep breath, Lu Bu came to vote behind his back, and what he did was destined to make it difficult for him to gain long-term trust wherever he went, this may be karma.

Even without him Wang Yun, Dong Zhuo would be suspicious of Lu Bu sooner or later, he just said what Dong Zhuo thought.

At this time, Dong Zhuo even asked Wang Yun to secretly investigate Lu Bu together, and it was obvious that Wang Yun, who proposed that Lu Bu had different intentions at the beginning, began to gain Dong Zhuo's trust.

However, this is exactly the case.

Wang Yun's old eyes showed an indescribable look, which was difficult to see in the eyes of an old literati, more like a general who went to war.

He took out a letter from his sleeve that had already been prepared, even if Dong Zhuo didn't order him to "pay attention" to Lu Bu, he would pass this letter on. At this point, it makes sense.

Dong Zhuo was violent and suspicious, and his wariness of Lu Bu did not happen overnight, and it should be time at this time.

There is not much written in the letter, but it is remembered a few times that Lu Bu privately dispatched secret agents out of the city, and it was before and after the Battle of Tiger Prison Pass, which was suspected of fornicating with foreign enemies.

There is also Lu Bu who usually supports the army and is self-respecting, and often bluntly talks about Dong Zhuo at banquets, and once drunkenly said to his subordinates that Dong Zhuo is difficult to achieve great things. It's not a big deal if you don't mention it in normal times, but when Dong Zhuo was defeated and retreated into Chang'an at this time, it should be said separately.

(Historically, Dong Zhuo and Lu Bu broke up because of these relationships.) Dong Zhuo was cruel and suspicious of Lu Bu, which made the two provoked by Wang Yun. ）

Wang Yun knows what he is doing, he is not ashamed, and he does not know life and death.

No matter which one is discovered by Dong Zhuo or Lu Bu, I am afraid that he will not escape death. But how can the person he is about to enter be afraid of death?

The ancients said that literati should have integrity.

Wang Yun put the hand holding the letter behind his back, his rickety body straightened up, and then he wanted to make Lu Bu think that Dong Zhuo was going to attack him.

Turning his head to look at the shadow under him, he seemed to vaguely see that when he first read school, the words of the sage seemed to be still vaguely on the side, like a gentleman who was not worried or afraid.

His furrowed brow loosened, and he nodded, the corners of his mouth hooked.

That, this should be the old man's integrity. As a minister, he is worthy of death, and he is not afraid of worry.

"The dying man can still do a great thing, soon."

The hoarse voice chuckled, and some emaciated figures turned around and walked out of the candlelight in their robes.

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The sky is bright and dazzling, and it is rare to see such a clear weather, and the sky is cloudless, and only a piece of blue can be seen.

The sunlight shone directly in front of the golden palace in the palace, and the ministers stood on both sides, half-bent over, and the long sleeves of their official robes touched the ground slightly.

Guards in armor and armed with sharp blades lined up on the outside of the palace.

When you look up, you can see what appears to be a newly built platform, on which incense burners are burned, and light smoke drifts away.

The atmosphere in the crowd was not as sunny as the weather, and even shrouded in a haze, and except for a few people, few people knew what they were going to do today.

They were all called here by Dong Zhuo, and seeing such a scene, most people have their own conjectures in their hearts, but what they can't escape is that there should be something big going to happen today.

"Click."

The sound of horses' hooves mingling with the sound of wheels broke the silence, and the ministers looked up.

Some have solemn faces, some clench their fists secretly, and some tremble.

is a minister of the Son of Heaven in the same dynasty, but the looks are really interesting.

Following everyone's gaze, a carriage and horse outside the palace drove under the escort of soldiers, the carriage was driven by six horses, and the Son of Heaven drove six, but everyone knew that the person sitting on the carriage was not the Son of Heaven, it was Dong Zhuo.

The high platform is called the Zen platform, today's ceremony is called the Zen concession ceremony, and Dong Zhuo is here today to receive the Zen concession from the Son of Heaven. In this way, he can rightfully succeed to the throne without being called a usurper.

It's just that only Dong Zhuo came at this time, and the Son of Heaven did not come.

Dong Zhuo's car was surrounded by several teams of Xiliang soldiers, and before the car entered the palace, the soldiers had already taken the lead, and with the dull footsteps pouring into the palace like a tide, surrounding the palace layer by layer.

And the guards in the palace are not even one-tenth in front of these Xiliang armies, this kind of scene is no different from forcing the palace.

Lu Bu rode a red rabbit and led three personal guards to escort in front of Dong Zhuo's car, saying that it was an escort, but in fact he was also separated from several layers of soldiers.

"Sand." A hand stretched out of the curtain of the carriage and held it heavily on the wheel. The curtain was lifted, and Dong Zhuo's fierce face emerged from under the curtain.

His eyes scanned the palace a few times, and it was obviously a Zen ceremony, but he didn't see the Son of Heaven. At this time, as long as you are not a fool, you can see that it is strange, but Dong Zhuo's face has not changed at all, and he looks at Lu Bu in front of him with flat eyes.

Although he didn't know how this Lu Bu colluded with the Son of Heaven, he actually set up such a situation for him, thinking that he wanted to besiege him here.

However, on both sides of the car were Xiliang soldiers who were close to him.

Dong Zhuo's eyes showed a fierce light, since I was brought here on the grounds of Zen concession, then today's big position, the Son of Heaven has to let it go, and if it doesn't let it, it has to be conceded.

"Fengxian, the Son of Heaven said that he wanted to take the Zen position with me and let me come to the ceremony, but why do you say that I can't see the Son of Heaven left and right?"

Dong Zhuo asked in a deep voice at Lu Bu casually.

Lu Bu, who was walking in front of the soldiers, turned his head and saw Dong Zhuo's expression, his eyes were full of murderous intent towards him, and the slightly hot weather made him feel cold behind him.

With a frown, Lu Bu's hand suddenly grabbed the reins of Chitu, and the Fang Tian halberd in his hand hung down slightly.

"I think, I'm afraid it's not the succession today, right?" Dong Zhuo's voice sank and he raised a hand.

"Axeman!"

The ministers in front of the palace hadn't even figured out what was going on, only to hear the sound of the blades coming out of their sheaths in unison, and countless sharp blades flashed out in an instant, reflecting the cold light in the sun.

The crowd was panicked, but they didn't dare to move, and the palace at this time was surrounded by Xiliang soldiers.