Chapter 32: The Young Emperor's Will
It wasn't until late at night that Dong Zhuo put down what he was doing.
Stretching his back, he headed for the backyard.
After dealing with things for so long, he now felt like his mind was empty.
If he had studied back then, he would have had this momentum, and what Beiqing would not have been able to capture.
When I got back to my bedroom.
Diao Chan has finished bathing at this moment, waiting for Dong Zhuo's return.
For a while, in the room, the sky thundered and the earth was on fire, the clouds were turning over and the rain was overturned, and the double bed was shaking endlessly.
The full moon outside, as if feeling shy, pulled a cloud and quietly covered itself.
At the same time, Huang Zhong, who came from the mountains and rivers, was worried in front of the Xiangguo Mansion at the moment.
The gray beard was covered with dust.
At this moment, it is already late at night, and the people recruited by the Xiangguo Mansion have already returned, and the streets are full of patrols at the moment.
"Penniless. In vain. ”
When he goes out to take out, Huang Zhong will naturally not forget.
But seeing too many suffering people along the way, Huang Zhongren is old, and it is inevitable that he will be moved by compassion.
The compassion is much more moving, and the wallet is naturally empty.
He was stuck in the time when the city gates were closed, and he barely entered the city.
Now the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion is closed.
Huang Zhong could only find a random alley to hide in.
I can only resist it for one night.
Outside the Shangjing Gate, a fast horse representing 100,000 people hurried towards the city gate.
The messenger reined in his horse, picked up the letter in his hand, and shouted anxiously at the city gatekeeper.
"Eight hundred miles to step up, one hundred thousand urgent, open the city gate quickly."
"100,000 urgent, open the city gate quickly."
The messenger kept reining in his horse and shouting at the door!
Soon, a basket was hung from the city walls.
Out of it came a cloaked guard.
After verifying the body.
Once again, the basket was raised.
After a few breaths, a crack slowly opened in the city gate.
The messenger rode his horse and rushed over.
Wu Hou, who patrolled the streets along the way, did not stop him, but continued to lead the way in front.
The envoy went straight to the imperial city.
Liu Yan, who has already gone to bed, also got the news at this moment.
I didn't care about getting dressed, so I took a piece of clothing and came to the study.
"What's the matter?"
Liu Yan wore a dragon robe and hurried over.
Immediately, I saw the messenger kneeling on the ground.
"Hurry ahead."
The messenger prostrated and handed the letter in his hand to the Yellow Gate.
It was transferred from the Yellow Gate to Liu Bian.
Liu Ban got the letter and checked the envelope on it first.
The seal is intact, and the three chicken feathers are unmistakable.
Knock open the sealing mud on the top.
Liu Ban pulled out the letters.
After reading it through the light.
Liu Bian was immediately furious.
"Good news, good news every day."
"Now the messenger I sent out was intercepted and killed by the Yellow Turban Thieves before he left the capital for a hundred miles."
"Three hundred, one will come back."
Liu Bian kicked the messenger out with one kick and paced back and forth in place.
The envoy was kicked two or three meters away, and then hurriedly climbed back and put his body in the most suitable position for Liu to identify his feet.
"Is there anything you can rely on today?"
Liu Benmeng stood still and asked inexplicably.
All the eunuchs and guards around him bowed their heads at the same time.
It has been a long time since the imperial decree was not issued to Shangjing.
Before, the Ten Standing Servants and He Jin deliberately concealed His Majesty's movements, and the movements of the Yellow Turban Thief only reported good news and not bad news.
Now there is Xiangguo taking over the government, and all the affairs of the Yellow Turban Army are handed over to Xiangguo.
Therefore, Liu Bian has no intuitive concept of the uprising of the Yellow Turban Thieves at all.
I think it's just a petty fight.
Now that the envoy he sent out was intercepted and killed near Shangjing, how could he not be angry?
"Draft the holy decree, order the 400,000 troops in the West Garden, and pull out."
"Exterminate all the Yellow Turban Army and quell the chaos."
Liu Wei hesitated for a moment and continued to speak.
"Order the Nine Guards of the Son of Heaven to prepare for battle, and raise enough food and grass, etc., waiting for my orders."
Huang Men, Liu Yan's closest confidant, immediately widened his eyes.
The Nine Guards of the Son of Heaven are the pro-army of the Son of Heaven, and when they go on the expedition, doesn't it mean that the emperor wants to drive the expedition in person?
"Your Majesty, by all means. Thou art a man of gold, and thou shalt not be in danger. ”
"Your Majesty."
Xiao Huangmen immediately fell to his knees.
Behind him, a large number of guards and the Yellow Gate knelt on the ground, and Gao Shun was among them.
"Please retract your order."
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Look at the Yellow Gate and the guards who are kneeling down.
Liu Wei took two quick breaths.
"I won't be a hundred miles away from Beijing. Just led the Nine Guards of the Son of Heaven to clear the Yellow Turban Army near Kyoto. ”
Gao Shun thought about it, within the Tiger Prison Pass, Dong Zhuo didn't know how many times he had cleared it.
They are the best military training targets, and now there is no formed Yellow Turban Army at all.
Your Majesty is within this range, and there will be no danger at all.
"Your Majesty."
Huang Men glared at Gao Shun deadly, secretly hating him in his heart.
Let the emperor go to war, are you crazy?
In case something goes wrong with Your Majesty, where do you put the big man? Where is the Han Chamber? Where is my glory and riches?
Huang Men raised his hand and just wanted to continue speaking, when he saw Liu Yan's gloomy face.
Viciously looking at himself.
All of Huangmen's words were held in his mouth, and he couldn't spit them out anymore.
If you dare to say more, you will be killed immediately.
"Your Majesty."
Liu Yan originally drew his saber, and if Xiao Zhangzi dared to say more, he immediately cut him.
After the rebellion of the Ten Standing Servants, Liu Bian was always a little wary of the eunuchs in the palace.
"Why don't you hurry up and make a decision?"
The eunuch quickly drafted the holy decree and showed it to Liu Wei.
Liu Wei looked at it.
Raised his hand to take the red pen, and hung up all the reasons directly.
Write on the backhand: "Crusade against the unsubordinate, put down the rebellion." ”
"Order."
"Yes."
Immediately, the Yellow Gate stood up and took the decree.
Hurriedly rushed to the camp of the West Park and the camp of the Nine Guards of the Son of Heaven.