Chang'an City.

Imperial City, Sleeping Palace.

On the huge dragon couch, Dong Zhuo's fat body was lying on his side on the couch, looking sick.

This palace originally belonged to Emperor Liu Xie of the Han Dynasty, and this dragon couch originally belonged to the Son of Heaven to lie down.

Now, Liu Xie has fled, and Dong Zhuo is angry, and he has no scruples, so he simply lives in the palace, lies down on the dragon couch, and enjoys the honor of the emperor.

Footsteps sounded, and the soldiers entered, reporting that the young lady Dong Bai and the general Zhang Ji had returned and were waiting outside the hall.

"Huang'er and Bai'er are back! Great, they must have arrested Liu Xie's stinky boy back to his father! As soon as Dong Zhuo was excited, he was about to sit up, but he accidentally touched the wound on his waist and grinned in pain.

"Master Tai should not be too excited, so as not to affect the wound." Li Ru, the son-in-law next to him, stepped forward and gently pressed Dong Zhuo.

"My father is fine, this little injury is a fart!" Dong Zhuo shook off Li Ru's hand, sat up forcibly, and shouted, "What are you still doing in a daze, announce them coming in." ”

The soldiers hurriedly retreated, and after a while, Dong Bai and Zhang Ji walked into the hall one after the other.

Dong Bai glanced at the two of them, and saw that the faces of the two of them were solemn, and they didn't look like they had captured the Son of Heaven back, and their originally happy faces sank down.

"Looking at the sad faces of the two of you, could it be that Liu Xie's stinky boy didn't flee to Nanyang, and you chased after nothing?" Dong asked with a smile.

Dong Bai didn't speak.

Zhang Ji had to take a step forward and arched his hand: "Back to the Taishi, the Son of Heaven and the Queen, they have indeed fled to Nanyang." ”

Dong Zhuo's eyes suddenly became suspicious of me, and he said in a deep voice: "Since Liu Xie has indeed fled to the south, you should easily arrest him, what are you doing with a bitter face?" ”

"The last general and others pursued all the way, chased out of Wuguan, chased to Nanyang, originally saw that they were about to catch up with the Son of Heaven, but who knew that Nanyang Taishou Su Zhe led thousands of soldiers and horses to block, we ...... We ......"

Zhang Ji's tone became flustered, he didn't dare to face Dong Zhuo's eyes, and he didn't know how to say it.

At this time, Dong Bai, who had been silent, suddenly said: "We were defeated by Na Su Zhe, almost all the army was wiped out, and we failed to recapture the Son of Heaven." ”

Annihilated!

As soon as these words came out, Dong Zhuo's expression changed in shock, and he almost jumped up in shock, shouting: "Bai'er, what do you say, you tell the old man again!" ”

"We were defeated by Su Zhe and failed to regain the Son of Heaven, so we came back to ask my grandfather for our guilt." Dong Bai silently repeated it again.

Dong Zhuo was stunned and speechless, his fat body stiffened on the dragon couch.

Li Ru's face also swelled with deep suspicion, and he asked with a look of disbelief: "That Su Zhe is only a Nanyang Taishou, and the soldiers and horses on hand are no more than five or six thousand, but you brought ten thousand iron horses, how could you defeat him, and almost the entire army was wiped out!" Could it be that Liu Biao secretly colluded with the Son of Heaven and led the main force of the Jingzhou Army north to Nanyang to meet the Son of Heaven? ”

"Nope! Liu Biao never appeared from beginning to end, and Su Zhe defeated us by himself. Dong Bai replied very simply.

Li Ru's brows deepened, his eyes were even more confused, and he asked, "Then how did he do it?" ”

Dong Bai was silent again.

Zhang Ji had no choice but to tell the story of how Su Zhe secretly dug the river embankment, how he predicted that there would be a sudden rainstorm in the upper reaches of Danshui, forming a torrent, and finally using the power of the torrent to destroy their 10,000 army in one fell swoop.

In the temple, there was a deathly silence.

Dong Zhuo's two eyes widened, and his mouth was wide open, his expression and eyes were as if he had heard Zhang Ji tell a myth about the Arabian Night.

Li Ru was also shocked, with a strange look in his eyes.

After a long silence, Dong Zhuo suddenly shouted: "You are so bold, you dare to make up lies to deceive your father, you are looking for death!" “

"The Taishi is angry, how dare the last general lie, what the last general said is true, and the young lady can testify." Zhang Ji's frightened voice trembled.

Dong Zhuo looked at his favorite granddaughter, and the look in his eyes obviously wanted to hear her answer in denial.

Dong Bai took a light breath, but nodded and said, "Zhang Ji is right, then Su Zhe really used his ability to predict the wind and rain to defeat us with the power of the flood?" ”

Dong Zhuo gasped, although the anger on his face disappeared, he still looked surprised, and shouted in his mouth: "Su Zhe's kid is indeed a little smart, but how can he have such a magical ability, my father doesn't believe anything!" ”

At this time, Li Ru, who was also shocked, relieved himself and sighed: "This strategist is divided into five grades, mediocre talent, virtuous talent, intrigue talent, Wang Zuo's talent, and the strongest talent of the heavens and latitudes. ”

"In this world, there is really a kind of magical ability?" Dong Zhuo was stunned, and the suspicion on his face disappeared a little.

Li Ru nodded, but said: "It's just that this talent is a person who has passed through the heavens and latitudes, and he is a rare figure in a hundred years, this Su Zhe is just a poor scholar, saying that he has the talent of the heavens and latitudes, which really makes people not believe it." ”

Syllable!

Dong Zhuo slapped the dragon couch hard, and said to Li Ru: "Who said that the poor family can't be talented, this father is from a cold family, and he doesn't trample those ministers from famous families under his feet, even those noble princesses and concubines, this father doesn't sleep if he wants to." ”

Li Ru was taken aback, and hurriedly said: "Taishi is reasonable, heroes should not ask about their background, maybe this Su Zhe is indeed an unborn talent." ”

"You're embarrassed to say it!" Dong Zhuo glared at him and complained: "Such an unborn talent, when you sent it to the door yourself, you didn't even see it, and you didn't persuade my father to keep him for my use, what are you eating!" ”

Li Ru was embarrassed and aggrieved, but he didn't dare to reply, so he could only bear the black pot.

After Dong Zhuo scolded, he was puzzled: "By the way, my father was kind to this Su Zhe at the beginning, rewarded him with so many treasures, and helped him become the Nanyang Taishou, why did he still go against this father?" ”

Li Ru didn't know how to answer for a while.

Dong Bai asked rhetorically: "Since my grandfather believes that he is the land of heaven and earth, let me ask my grandfather, will the ambition of a talented person through heaven and earth just covet the little money you reward and be a mere guard?" ”

Dong Zhuo was stunned for a moment, suddenly realized the meaning of her words, suddenly his face changed, and he exclaimed: "Bai'er, you mean, Su Zhe, this kid, also wants to learn from his father, and coerce the Son of Heaven to make the princes fail?" ”

"Sun Er is not sure, he is just guessing, if he doesn't have this ambition, he should ask Liu Biao for help, instead of relying on his own strength to stop us from pursuing the Son of Heaven." Dong Bai expressed the guess in his heart.

Dong Zhuo was silent for a moment, and suddenly burst out laughing.