"That's right," Cao Cao's eyes brightened, and he stroked his palms and praised, "Yide's words are like an empowerment for me Cao Mengde." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Hehe, that's a nice thing to say," Zhang Fei sneered and ignored Cao Cao, and came to a conclusion in his heart, the big families are all ruthless and unrighteous people, unless it is a matter of family interests and life and death, don't expect the big family to achieve anything.

Zhang Fei glanced at Cao Cao contemptuously, plucked out his ear holes, and said leisurely, "Your Cao Mengde's words, in my ears, are like farts, they stink, and it is better not to listen to them." ”

"Yide may not believe it," Cao Cao was full of pride, "I, Cao Mengdezhi, have been determined to conquer the west all my life, to be a general to conquer the west, to pacify the Qiang people in Liangzhou, to lead troops into the countries of the Western Regions, to open up territory for the Han Dynasty, and to make immortal feats." ”

"Heh," Zhang Fei said with a smile, "If you go outside, you must first settle inside." If there is injustice inside, why let go and conquer the Quartet. ”

Cao Cao struck with both palms, smiled brightly, didn't put Zhang Fei's contemptuous look in his eyes at all, pulled Zhang Fei's elbow and said, "Dazai, Yide is really my confidant!" ”

"Don't dare," Zhang Fei's hand slipped out of Cao Cao's hand like a swimming fish and shook it in disgust, as if sticking to cow, which made Cao Cao laugh a few times.

Under the city of Guangzong, wailing all over the field, the Taiping army led tens of thousands of troops under Zhang Jiao's and his subordinates to counterattack the Han army camp in one fell swoop. The slaughter was going on all the time, and the Han army was defeated and retreated by Taiping, and retreated to Guangzong twenty miles away to set up camp and go down to the village.

In Dazhai, Bei Zhonglang, who was covered in blood, held Dong Zhuo's golden-backed Chaoyang knife in front of him, closing his eyes and recuperating. After a while, the curtain of the big tent was lifted by a general, and Dong Zhuohu's eyes, who closed his eyes and recuperated, suddenly opened, and a ray of light flashed in his eyes.

Dong Zhuo raised his eyes, a pair of ruthless tiger eyes revealed a sense of exhaustion, and said in a hoarse voice like an iron bell striking, "Zong Zhonglang, how are the casualties of the army?" ”

"Dong Zhonglang," the sect member held his head high, his eyes showed admiration, and in a trance, as if he saw the army being attacked, Dong Zhuo personally led a group to resist after a break, until the army was all evacuated, and only then did he escape with less than 300 soldiers. The sect member raised his bright eyes, and saw Dong Zhuo, who was sitting on a low couch, with a waist circumference of ten feet and a body length of about eight feet, with a strong physique and a wide mouth, with a lion nose and a wide mouth, with an awe-inspiring ferociousness and majesty, said sincerely, "The army has suffered more than 1,000 casualties, and the defeated soldiers are being reorganized into various parts. At the end, the sect member of the sect of Wuheng Zhonglang rejoiced, "Fortunately, Lu Zhonglang has already made arrangements, and he is wary of Zhang Jiao leading the army to take risks." ”

Dong Zhuo's eyes were pulled, the lion's nose made a muffled sound, and he was dissatisfied with the sect member's elevation of Lu Zhi, who was already a prisoner under the imperial court, and couldn't help but "hum" to show his dissatisfaction, which made the sect member feel a sigh in his heart, and a trace of inexplicable look appeared on his face.

Dong Zhuo glanced at the sect member in an unhappy tone, and said, "Zong Zhonglang, I am tired, and the important task of arranging this camp will be handed over to you." As he spoke, regardless of whether the sect members objected, he carried the gold-backed Chaoyang knife out of the big tent.

In the middle of the night, the sky was hung with a round of shining bright moon, bright and bright, and wisps of silver light sprinkled from the sky of the nine heavens, all over the land of the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty.

On the Yanzhou battlefield, Onozawa, Huangfu Song camp, patrol guards patrolled back and forth, the nails and leaves on their bodies rattled, forming a cross melody with the pine oil charcoal fire in the quiet night.

In the tent of Wang Yun's camp in Huangfu Song's camp, I saw Wang Yunduan, who had passed the age of not being confused, sitting on the cushion behind the low couch. At this time, Wang Yun, the assassin of Yanzhou, wore a military crown and a straight-lined skirt with geometric ornaments tattooed on it.

"Hey!" Wang Yun, who had a calm and resolute face, his eyes darkened, and he resolutely spread out the cloth on the low couch, lifted the wolf brush, pondered it, dipped it in the inkstone juice that was as thick as lacquer, held the wide sleeved robe with one hand, and the pen walked the dragon and snake, and dipped the inkstone juice from time to time. After a while, a dragon and snake's flying handwriting jumped on the cloth.

After the handwriting of Juanbu was dry, Wang Yun folded Juanbu and a piece of Caihou paper on the low case, placed it in a brocade cloth belt, pulled on the tether, and said to the outside of the tent, "Someone." ”

Suddenly, a sturdy young guard outside the door opened the curtain and entered, waiting for Wang Yun's order.

Wang Yun pondered for a moment, handed the brocade in his hand to the burly man, and said with a solemn face, "Wang Lei, this letter is sent to Luoyang and handed over to Lord Tingwei Yang Ciyang," when Wang Lei took it, Wang Yun did not forget to advise, "This letter is a big matter, in order to tolerate mistakes, it should be handed over to Lord Tingwei himself." ”

"Oh," Wang Lei replied loudly.

"Well," Wang Yun nodded, "Wang Lei, once this trip is over, you don't need to go back to Yanzhou, go straight back to Taiyuan, take your family's slave contract, marry your own son earlier, and don't need to be by my side anymore." ”

"Family master, ...... you" Wang Lei was startled and looked at Wang Yun blankly.

Wang Yun twisted his beard and smiled, "Wang Lei, you have followed me for several years, and now you are twenty-five years old, and you should start a family, go." ”

Suddenly, Wang Lei's eyes could be covered with a layer of hazy mist. Wang Lei, who is as majestic as him and who only kneels in his parents and heaven and earth all his life, knelt down on Wang Yun's knees and said loudly, "Thank you for the gift of the head of the family." ”

"Get up," Wang Yunxu led Wang Lei, and Wang Lei stood up. Later, Wang Yun took out a token token from his arms, you hold my warrant, all the way out of Yanzhou, straight to Luoyang, remember, people are here, the letter is there. ”

"The head of the family can rest assured," Wang Lei's eyes were scorching, and he said resolutely, "People are here, faith is there, faith is lost, and people are dead." ”

Wang Yun nodded with satisfaction, "Tomorrow will be tomorrow, and we will set off immediately." Wang Lei answered, and went back to prepare.

The next day, the sky was hazy, Huangfu Song camp, Wang Lei held Wang Yun's warrant, rode a fast horse, and went straight to Luoyang. When he was in the middle of the Yu (yu), Huangfu Song divided his army of tens of thousands into several units and attacked the remnants of the Yellow Turban forces and the homeless bandits in Yanzhou.

Two days later, in Luoyang, Kyoto, Wang Lei was received by Yang Ci of Tingwei with Wang Yun's token. In the main hall, when he reached the age of sixties, his face was clear, and there was a righteous aura on his face.

When the burly and majestic Wang Lei walked into the main hall, Yang Ci's small eyes bloomed with a ray of fine light, and he had been in a high position for many years, and the majesty of the court captain in charge of the court appeared on his face, giving people a sense of iron-faced selflessness.

Entering the main hall, Wang Lei saw Yang Ci's solemn appearance, his heart tightened slightly, and he didn't care about the fatigue of running around for days, and bowed his body slightly, "Wang Lei, the grass people, came to meet the adults by the warrant of Lord Wang Yun of Yanzhou Assassin History." ”

"What's the matter?" Yang Ci, who was sitting in the main hall, had white temples and wrinkles on his face, like the marks carved by the years. Although in Wang Lei's view, the Lord Tingwei in front of him was ricketous, but there was a tall and arrogant aura on his body, like a green pine rooted in a cliff, tenacious. ”

At that moment, Wang Lei exhaled lightly, calmed his mood, took out a brocade bag from his arms, and a token given by Wang Yun, walked two steps quickly and handed it to Yang Ci.

Yang Ci took the token, looked at the token presented by Wang Lei repeatedly, bowed his head slightly, and then opened the brocade ribbon, took out the juan cloth and the letter to watch.

After a while, Yang Ci, the court commander who watched Juan Bu and a letter, showed a touch of anger on his weather-beaten face, and the green tendons on both sideburns were rising, rolling up and down like a dragon. Suddenly, Yang Ci held the juan cloth and letters in one hand, slapped the low couch with the other, and stood up, with a pair of eyes wide open with anger, revealing a raging anger in it.

At this moment, Wang Lei was startled, only to see Lord Tingwei's three-inch long beard under his chin trembling and swaying with the angry face on his face, the thin body under the official uniform trembled, and his chest rose and fell sharply, "Eat things inside and outside." ”

Shao leaning, Tingwei Yang Ci calmed down, looked at Wang Lei, and said softly, "You have been running fast for days, presumably it is the starry night galloping to Luoyang." ”

Wang Lei nodded, not daring to say anything, for fear that Yang Ci would be angry with him. In the first place, Yang Ci called to the officials outside the hall, "Someone is coming." ”

At that moment, two officials walked into the main hall and bowed their hands, Yang Ci waved his hand and pointed to one of them, "Send this strong man down, arrange a clean guest room, and send some food." ”

"Huh," a government official led Wang Lei out of the main hall and went to the guest room of the government office. At this time, Yang Ci had a calm face and said to another official, "Prepare the car and go to the palace." ”

"Whoa." The official received the order and hurriedly went out to arrange a car for Yang Ci.

After a while, the official uniform was neat, the head was wearing a virtuous crown, and the waist was three feet and two inches long, and the black rhino was hung down. When Yang Ci left the Tingwei Mansion, he stepped on the pestle, boarded the two-horse carriage, and beckoned the coachman to rush to the palace.

At that moment, the coachman shook the reins of the horse, and the two horses led the chariot out at a gallop. On the carriage, Yang Ci closed his eyes and recuperated, without the slightest swaying due to the galloping of the two horses, which shows that the coachman's kung fu in driving the horse is extremely profound.

After walking for half an hour, Yang Ci stopped at the Suzaku Gate at the south gate of the North Palace. After Yang Ci explained his intentions, and was reminded by Zhu Jue Sima, who was responsible for guarding the south gate of the North Palace, Yang Ci took a car to the Imperial Garden to the west of the North Palace.

After arriving at the Imperial Garden, Yang Ci had no time to take care of the glazed bricks on both sides, and hurriedly walked to the Qin'an Hall in the center of the Imperial Garden.

Stepping over the pavilions, Yang Ci climbed the stairs made of white marble and went straight to the front of the Qin'an Palace. Before anyone arrived, in the Qin'an Palace, a burst of laughter like silver bells came from the door.

At that moment, Yang Ci's face was wrapped in a layer of frost, and he looked like he hated iron but not steel. After taking a few steps and pushing away several lieutenants who were blocking the way, Yang Ci suddenly pushed open the gate of the Qin'an Palace.

Suddenly, the palace maids in the hall looked at Yang Ci with a blue face at the entrance of the hall. Immediately after, a group of beautiful female officers danced around a bright yellow straight-robed dragon robe.

At the entrance of the main hall, Yang Ci's face was full of anger, and he pointed at the female official in the hall, and reprimanded, "It's ridiculous, you don't think about your duty, and you are here to confuse Your Majesty, it's simply ridiculous." ”

In the hall, Liu Hong, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, who was seven feet long, with thin eyes and long beards, and was wearing a bright yellow straight-lined dark dragon robe, pulled away a female official, dusted off the creases on the dragon robe, squinted a pair of fine eyes, and went straight to Yang Ci, "Yang Tingwei, I don't know if you have something important here." ”

"Your Majesty," Yang Ci said sadly and indignantly, "You can't go on like this, the old minister can't watch the Han River and Mountains be destroyed in your hands!" ”

"Presumptuous," Emperor Liu Hong of the Han Dynasty looked angry, "Yang Ci, do you know what you're talking about?" ”

Emperor Liu Hong's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he warned Yang Cidao, "I pity you for your age, don't rely on the old and sell the old in front of me, and fiddle with your qualifications as the elders of the two dynasties." ”

After hearing this, Yang Ci couldn't help but feel sad from his heart, and slapped his right palm on his thin body, "Your Majesty, the old minister is worried about the Han River. This heart, heaven and earth can be expressed, and the sun and moon can be revealed. ”

"Come on, come on" Liu Hong flicked his yellow sleeved robe impatiently, "Yang Ci, if you are just here to teach me a lesson, then you can go back to the Tingwei Mansion, I believe that the Tingwei Mansion is not so free!" ”

Yang Ci staggered back two steps, smiled bitterly, took out the juan cloth and folded Caihou paper from his arms and handed them to Emperor Han, "Your Majesty, see for yourself, the old minister retreats." ”

Liu Hong waved his hand, and Yang Ci left the Qin'an Hall with heavy steps.

Looking at Yang Ci's departing figure, Liu Hong's eyes flickered, and he said secretly, "Yang Ci, Yang Ci, it's not that I am addicted to wine all day long, it's really my heartlessness, if not, I can be like this!" ”

Thinking of this, Liu Hong felt irritable for a while, looked at the juan cloth in his hand, Liu Hong waved the sleeve robe of the female official in the hall, and the female official in the palace bowed out of the Qin'an Palace.