"You guy, why did you have time to run out?" Yun Ting stood up, came to the front of the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera, and punched him hard.

The princes of the Beacon Opera also stretched out their fists, with the joy of seeing each other again on their faces.

Thinking about the last time we met, it was a long time ago, and it can be traced back to the time when the two of them were doing things together in the palace and stealing those treasures.

The two fists collided, and as they approached, both of them lightened their strength. It still looked like a punch, but in fact, when the two fists touched each other, there was no pain at all.

Everyone else withdrew their gaze, while others were observing the Beacon Fire Opera Princes, curious about the friends of Yun Ting who had never seen them before. As for the people next to them, even if it is a sword with blood and a cat, these two guys who are thugs, after a battle, they are very familiar with the others.

The most straightforward and direct way for players to fight each other is to fight and fight side by side. Anyway, after the fight, either they will be friends, or they will be enemies.

"Sit down." Yun Ting spoke, walked back into the distance, and sat down.

Nodding, the princes of the Beacon Opera sat down.

There is no nonsense, and you are not welcome, the friendship between them can directly ignore those things that are not necessary to be polite.

Yun Ting's gaze fell on the sword on the waist of the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera, and he was suddenly stunned, and then asked, "You still use a wooden sword?" ”

In his memory, the princes of the Beacon Opera have always held wooden swords, which is what makes Yun Ting the most curious. It's a pity that he didn't ask, because even the best wooden sword can't block the slash of the divine weapon. Always in terms of weapons, there is a very big gap between wooden swords and other weapons.

Don't say anything about the Dugu in it, a wooden sword defeats the world's masters, that's too unreal. In the duel between masters and masters, weapons are also crucial.

For example, Lu Bu and Guan Yu faced off, if Guan Yu held an ordinary weapon, then he might be able to last for a long time, but how long his weapon could last was unknown. When the weapon can't hold up, Guan Yu will lose and die.

"yes." The prince of the Beacon Fire Opera reached out and pressed the hilt of the wooden sword at his waist and replied.

The sword next to him nodded and shook his head again. Nodding his head is to be glad that the princes of the Beacon Opera are swordsmen, and shaking his head is to feel lost because the sword in the hands of the princes of the Beacon Opera is a wooden sword.

As a swordsman, Yijian Flowing Blood understands the importance of a good sword to a swordsman. A swordsman, if he doesn't have a good sword, is basically a swordsman, not a powerful swordsman.

Don't say anything about having a sword in your heart, everything in the world is a sword nonsense. You don't have a sword in your hand, can you take it out and use it as a sword?

The princes of the Beacon Opera did not know the psychological activities of a sword with blood, and even if he knew the facts, he would not show any unhappiness. Whether a person is strong or not is not judged by the judgment of others, otherwise he walks on the street, carrying such a wooden sword, and in the eyes of others, he is like a child, not much different from a fool. But where is he weak?

"By the way, this time I'm here because of Dong Zhuo's matter." The princes of the Beacon Fire Opera said what they meant.

"Of course I know you're here for Dong Zhuo's business." Yun Ting complained, he just released the carrier pigeon not long ago, how can he not know why this guy from the Beacon Opera Princes came?

Now that Dong Zhuo has arrived outside Luoyang City, it is a little difficult to do it again, after all, it is outside the city. If you make a move, you don't know if you can succeed, and at the same time, it is very risky to attack and kill such a local official, and no one knows if there will be someone in Luoyang City who will come out to support Dong Zhuo.

They all knew who Dong Zhuo was, but the others didn't know.

"So what are you going to do now?" Yun Ting asked. In any case, the princes of the Beacon Opera should be more capable of doing it than him now, he has been in the palace for so long, and he is still by Liu Wei's side, Liu Wei, who is about to become the emperor, is undoubtedly a big help.

"I've already asked the junior brother to go to Queen He to give advice."

"But the specific situation, whether it can be successful now, in fact, I don't know." The princes of the Beacon Opera said slowly. He came here not just to meet with Yun Ting, but also to discuss things, but to consult.

In this kind of thing, he felt that Yun Ting was much more experienced than him. Anyway, if the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera themselves say, in addition to killing people, they will also teach people swordsmanship now, and there is really nothing else. He went to assassinate Dong Zhuo? The princes of the Beacon Opera felt that it was impossible for him to succeed, and Dong Zhuo was not so easy to approach.

Let the master assassinate Dong Zhuo? It's still not safe, although his master Wang Yue is the first sword master, it is still impossible to assassinate Dong Zhuo in the army. Once discovered, a large part of it may have been besieged by the army in the barracks.

The horror of the army, the princes of the Beacon Opera have already seen it. In the palace, he not only often fought with Liu Xuan, but also practiced with those Yulin troops from time to time, and had a very clear understanding of their military formation combination techniques.

In the streets, in ordinary life, the princes of the Beacon Opera were sure to kill dozens of soldiers of the Yulin Army one by one in the tug-of-war. But on the battlefield, there are no dozens, about one or twenty Yulin Army soldiers, enough to kill him.

After thinking about it, Yun Ting shook his head, still not expecting anything from this. Empress He's vision can't see the long-term place, and among the ministers in the court, who sees the coming of the crisis? Now it is estimated that he is still full of joy because of the demise of the Ten Standing Servants, and he is completely unaware that the powerful Han Dynasty in his eyes has revealed many flaws in the eyes of some people.

"I guess it shouldn't work, and besides, it should be Liu Wei who wants to ascend the throne after a while, right?" Yun Ting asked, he didn't know the specific time of Liu Wen's accession to the throne, this nominal junior brother, it is estimated that the closest to him are the princes of the Beacon Opera.

"yes." The princes of the Beacon Opera replied.

"That's right. He Jin summoned people to Beijing to serve with the ten permanent servants, some people couldn't come, and some people came. Since they are here, and when the new emperor is about to ascend the throne, it is estimated that they will not go back, and will stay in Luoyang City for a while," Yun Ting said his opinion, and continued along this line of thought, "Besides, Empress He must also stabilize the situation and establish authority for the new emperor." The Taishou and Thorn History in these places came at just the right time, and it is estimated that Queen He will not let them go. ”

The princes of the Beacon Opera sighed, and after listening to Yun Ting's words, he realized that he was still thinking a little too simply. Sure enough, these curves are really irritating.

"Forget it, forget it, you just say what to do." Waving his hand, the princes of the Beacon Opera didn't bother to think about it anymore, and threw everything to Yunting.

He is only suitable to be an executor, not suitable for planning something, which is very clear in his heart.

"Don't move." Yun Ting stretched his waist, looking a little tired.

"Don't move?" The princes of the Beacon Opera are even more confused, and they are all in the bones, and they still don't move?

"yes, don't move. In fact, with Dong Zhuo's current strength, he is completely unable to threaten the central power. Coupled with the arrival of other soldiers and horses, it would be even more impossible for him to move at that time, no matter how much he wanted to move. Yun Ting was mentally tired at this time, and his body had not yet recovered, and most of the time, he used sleep to recover.

This time period, as usual, should be the time for him to sleep.

The princes of the Beacon Opera frowned, and asked with some uncertainty: "But historically, Dong Zhuo did not achieve his goal at the beginning, and it was only after he annexed Ding Yuan that he killed him, a powerful opponent, and someone in Luoyang City who could threaten him, before he suppressed Luoyang City." ”

"Well done." Yun Ting glanced at the princes of the Beacon Fire Opera in surprise. Sure enough, this guy treats Liu Wei as his own brother as before.

"A must!" The princes of the Beacon Opera nodded heavily.

"But, if Ding Yuan arrives at this time, it should be Dong Zhuo who shrinks and leaves, right?" Among the people who had been listening quietly next to him, Lin Doujiu spoke.

He picked up the wine gourd, pulled out the stopper, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and said: "With Dong Zhuo's current strength, nothing can be compared to Ding Yuan." In addition, after losing so many cavalry, what threat can he pose to Luoyang City? ”

"Lu Bu rebelled? If Lu Bu rebels, it won't be as simple as a red rabbit horse, right? That's because Lu Bu is ambitious, whoever gives him the opportunity to climb up, he will go to whomever he wants. At this time, Dong Zhuo was far from qualified. ”

"Also, in terms of time, Dong Zhuo doesn't have such a good opportunity in history. Now that the Ten Standing Servants have been pacified, it is just a matter of hurting a He Success, the original Ten Standing Servants Rebellion, He Jin died directly, and the young emperor who ascended the throne was coerced out of the palace by the Ten Standing Attendants, and was saved by Dong Zhuo. ”

Lin Doujiu drank wine while talking about his views on the whole thing in the interval between drinking.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous to say anything about history now? History has been stirred up beyond recognition by us, so there is no need to react to the events that have occurred in history. Belch. There was a wine burp, and the smell of the wine that Lin Doujiu drank had already wafted around.

"Yes, actually, since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, history has changed beyond recognition." Fingers clasped the opening of the clouds on the wooden floor.

"So, don't move. Fenghuo, you are in the palace, and the speed of getting the news from the court is much faster than ours, and if there is anything at that time, it will be good to inform us again. ”

There was a bright light in Yunting's eyes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "We moved before, so as to move the brakes." So now, it's time to not move, to brake. How Dong Zhuo moves, we will also move. ”

(End of chapter)