Robbing Diao Chan was originally something in Zhou Ping's plan, but now that Dong Bai came to intervene, Zhou Ping always felt that something was wrong, as if he was forced by others.

It's just that Dong Bai's plan was to rob Diao Chan by Zhou Ping in the palace, and Zhou Ping's plan was to rob Diao Chan at the scene where the First Emperor's Mausoleum was opened.

Although Dong Bai has Dong Bai as the internal response, it will be much easier to rob Diao Chan in the palace, but robbing Diao Chan in the palace will not deal much damage to Sima Yi's plan after all, but if Diao Chan is robbed at the scene of the opening of the mausoleum, it will make Sima Yi's plan fall short, and all preparations will be nullified.

"But in that case, I won't be able to help you very much."

Dong Bai thought about it with his chin and said to Zhou Ping.

Although the time for the ban has not been completely decided, Jia Xu has almost prepared, and it has only been a few days. At that time, many personnel allocations have also been issued, and Dong Bai, who is Diao Chan's guard, is naturally among them.

The white fingers tapped on the map on the table.

"Although I will be by Diao Chan's side at that time, my every move will be under everyone's noses, and at most I will release water for you, and I can't do anything else at all."

Opening the ban is a big project, except for Li Dao, Guo Yan, Gao Shun, Zhang Liao, and a series of generals who are really unable to come back who are leading troops outside, in addition to thousands of soldiers of the Xiliang Army, Dong Bai is really not good at making any small moves.

"No......"

Zhou Ping waved his hand, and then drew a circle on the map.

"At that time, I will set up a maze here, that formation will not hurt anyone, but there will be a large number of clouds and mist to obscure the vision, just enough for us to move, but we must be fast, after all, I am not the only strategist, I don't know how long my formation will last."

The clouds are steaming and foggy, this is the formation that Zhou Ping's "Taiping Technique" will be in the second time, and now it has finally come in handy, although there are no bad skills, only people who can't use it, but after all, it is a low-level formation, and a strategist with a little insight can quickly crack it.

"And what about after this? Where did you flee to? ”

Following the conversation, Dong Bai then asked.

"It's probably to find an uninhabited mountain wilderness and live a life of male farming and female weaving with Diao Chan."

Zhou Ping said casually, this is naturally a lie, you can't say in front of your granddaughter that you want to do it against your grandfather.

"It's better to ...... When the turmoil of Diao Chan passes, you can come and work for my grandfather. ”

Dong Bai snapped his fingers and said, a little innocently to Zhou Ping.

"Don't look at my grandfather like this, in fact, he has great ambitions, he often says that those so-called Hanchen corpses are vegetarian meals, they don't do practical things, the emperor is incompetent, and he is at the mercy of others, and he wants to shake this lifeless world."

She looked at Zhou Ping and continued.

"What grandpa lacks is a strategist, if you serve my grandpa, grandpa will definitely give you the opportunity to do great things."

Dong Bai said a little bit of reason, at least since moving the capital to Chang'an, Dong Zhuo has indeed restrained a lot, although he still lives in the harem, but he does appoint some famous talents, and in addition to holding the military power in his hands as necessary, many important positions in the court are not Dong Zhuo's people, Situ Wang Yun is the best example.

Becoming a king or defeating a king, how much Dong Zhuo's bad reputation has to do with his final failure, no one can tell.

"Let's talk about it when it's done."

Zhou Ping smiled and brushed this matter away, Dong Bai didn't say anything when she saw this, she flattened her mouth, stared at the map, and fell on the table.

……

It seems that they are waiting for Zhou Ping and Dong Bai to go online and make a plan, just a few days after the two talked secretly, Jia Xu finally came out with news: the ban will be opened the next day.

The night before, in the north of Chang'an City, by the water's edge where the mausoleum of the first emperor is located.

The waterfront, which had been a little barren by the craftsmen working overtime, had changed dramatically: a new altar made of stone bricks stood on the water's edge, and I don't know how to use such a tall structure to tilt by the soft foundation of the water's edge.

Blue, white, red, black, and yellow, symbolizing the five elements, are erected on the various layers of the altar according to a certain law, and at that time, the soldiers corresponding to the characters will stand next to these flags.

At the top of the altar is a platform, which is prepared for Diao Chan, who is pregnant with the spirit of the mausoleum, and will be sucked into the mausoleum under the inducement of the prohibition, and at the same time, the mausoleum will also appear in the world for a short time.

At this time, on the receiving platform, there was no Diao Chan, but Jia Xu and a skull.

This skull is naturally controlled by Sima Yi, and his behind-the-scenes existence definitely does not appear in everyone's field of vision at this time.

"Can you change it, this breath makes me very uncomfortable."

Jia Xu squinted at the skull floating beside him, and twisted his neck a little uncomfortably.

"Oh, I thought Li Ru was your boss, you would get used to it."

Sima Yi's voice came from the skull, and in the next second, the skull emitted a purple aura, and then condensed again.

"What about this, Emperor Guangwu, be the emperor's advisor."

Jia Xu pursed his lips and didn't reply, this Sima Yi was obviously disgusting him, and if he wanted to entangle this, then it would be really the truth.

Seeing that Jia Xu didn't reply, Sima Yi lost his meaning, the two were silent, and Sima Yi's thoughts drifted back to when the two of them planned this matter at the beginning......

"The emperor's mausoleum should be opened by the emperor, but there is no emperor...... Can this ban really be opened? ”

It is true that Sima Yi broke through the way of heaven, but the matter of opening the mausoleum has never been recorded in history, after all, he is just a teenager, and when he encounters things that cannot be calculated, he is still a little unconfident after all.

"I can open it."

Jia Xu said lightly, but he was very sure.

"......"

"Do you think the one sitting on the dragon chair can open this prohibition?"

Sima Yi thought of Emperor Han Xian's cowardly appearance in his mind, and then shook his head.

"Therefore, whether he is the emperor or not is not to see whether he sits on the throne, but to see whether he has the so-called luck."

"Dong Zhuo really has that so-called luck?"

"Born in an ordinary place, he entered the dynasty by conquest of the Huns, and after several ups and downs, he was in charge of the state, and now he is only one step away from that big treasure, how can it not be regarded as no luck."

"But according to the calculation of the Heavenly Dao, this Dong Zhuo died in the end!"

"The plan of heaven is true, but after all, it is man-made."

Jia Xu patted Sima Yi on the shoulder and smiled as if educating juniors.

"You were born to know it, but without the experience in the world, it is still a little shallow after all."

"Cut!"

Sima Yi shook off Jia Xu's hand disdainfully and squinted at Jia Xu.

Jia Xu wasn't angry, just smiled.

Time returned to the present, Sima Yi looked at Jia Xu again, but found that Jia Xu's face was wearing the same smile as at that time.

It was the confidence that everything was under control, and a strange feeling came from the bottom of his heart, and he suddenly felt that it was far more difficult to see through this person than to see through the way of heaven.