The people who were brought by Dong Zhuo, whether they were the family members of the Zhen family or the soldiers who were integrated into an almost finished by Dong Zhuo, soon someone rushed to settle them, and Dong Zhuo left in a hurry after finding a reason, leaving Zhen Mi behind him and not looking back.

This is not Dong Zhuo's pretentiousness, he is a filial person, and the same is true of Dong Zhuo before, although this Dong is not his director, but after Dong Zhuo can accept his current identity calmly, he calmly assumes the responsibility that Dong Zhuo carries. When Dong Zhuo married Princess Wannian, he thought about bringing Dong's mother over, but later things changed too quickly, so he hurriedly canceled his mother's trip, and then placed his mother in Chang'an and did not return for a long time.

Dong Zhuo's mansion, originally an independent compound, after bringing Dong's mother to him, Dong Zhuo divided a part of it in the inner courtyard to let Dong's mother live, this is not that Dong Zhuo is not filial, and does not want Dong's mother to live with him, but the old lady is quiet, and Dong Zhuo's backyard is in a panic, Dong's mother let Dong Zhuo send her back to her hometown Lintao after living for a period of time, Dong Zhuo couldn't bear the old mother mentioned it several times, and did not want the old mother to return to Lintao alone, so he could only take the middle, and opened up another place in the mansion to let the old mother recuperate.

"Mother, the child is back." Hurrying back, Dong Zhuo waved his hand to stop the maid who was about to salute him, and then strode into the house.

"Is Zhong Ying back?" Dong's mother was happy, there were few other objects in the room, sitting quietly at the table, I don't know what I was thinking, Dong Zhuo's voice came in, Dong's mother's body couldn't help but shake, and the originally calm heart suddenly became chaotic, and she turned her head to look over excitedly.

"Mother, the child is not filial, which makes my mother worried." Striding forward, Dong Zhuo knelt on the ground with a bang, and kowtowed three times in succession to Dong's mother.

"My son, get up quickly, let my mother see." Dong's mother got up, walked up to Dong Zhuo with some eagerness, and reached out to touch Dong Zhuo's body.

Dong's mother is a little old, I don't want to be like most women in this era, Dong's mother was already an elderly woman when she gave birth to Dong Zhuo, and now Dong Zhuo is only in her early forties, but Dong's mother is already eighty and eight, and her life is rare in her seventies.

"You've been gone for two months, but you miss your mother." When Dong Zhuo was there, although he was busy working weekdays, every morning, he would insist on getting up and coming over to talk to Dong's mother, and for nearly two months, he was always concerned about Dong's mother's heart.

Dong's mother is not stupid or stupid, on the contrary, she is still a very insightful woman, not to mention that the road is not very smooth now, what her son Dong Zhuo caused some time ago almost caused a catastrophe of extermination, she doesn't care whether she lives or dies, but what she cares about is the Dong family.

After living for nearly ninety years, she has already lived enough, but Dong Zhuo has just ascended to a high position, and he is only in his early forties, and more importantly, Dong Zhuo has no son and a half daughter by his side, and she is afraid that when she leaves, she will not be able to explain to her husband who died early.

Of course, it is not that Dong Zhuo has no children by his side, but the son died early before, leaving only a granddaughter Dong Bai to Dong Zhuo, no matter how Dong Zhuo spoils him, his granddaughter is always a granddaughter, and sooner or later he will get married. The ideas of the ancients are not as good as those of later generations, not to mention that even in later generations, there are many people who only regard boys as the inheritance of a family, not to mention that in this era when the Three Principles and Five Constants are prevalent, having no children means being the last.

"Mother, isn't my son coming back safely? Come, sit down first, and my son will tell you interesting stories about this journey. Holding his mother with both hands, Dong Zhuo carefully helped Dong's mother to sit down on the soft couch inside, and then whispered some good things he encountered along the way and talked to Dong's mother.

About an hour later, the sky gradually darkened, Dong Zhuo accompanied his mother to have dinner in the small courtyard, and when Dong's mother went to bed, he covered the door and quietly retreated: "Mother is old, you should be careful, from this month onwards, all the labor money in your courtyard will be doubled, but if my mother bumps into it, I will ask for you." ”

"Yes." The two maids waiting at the door turned pale, and they were startled by Dong Zhuo's words later.

The sorrow of the slave and the maid is that the life and death are left to their masters, compared with the slaves, the maid is even more sad is that she must be ready to accept the good fortune at any time, which is what Dong Zhuo often did before, but now, Dong Zhuo has long since lost this practice, and the maid has also been changed from a death deed to a living deed, Dong Zhuo allows the maid to leave the house to marry after the age of 20, but it needs to be reported, and Dong Zhuo will be sent out of the house after permission.

However, for the four maids who were waiting beside Dong's mother, Dong Zhuo really had plans to eat them, not for anything else, just for Dong's mother, Dong Zhuo didn't want any of the four of them to leave.

"Okay, don't worry, you just need to be careful on weekdays, and at night, one of you must be awake at all times, and my mother can't leave anyone." After explaining in a low voice, Dong Zhuocai rubbed his hand on the high ground of the two of them a few times before leaving cautiously in the shy looks of the two maids.

Leaving the small courtyard, Dong Zhuo hesitated for a long time in front of the door before he raised his feet and walked to his two concubines earlier.

Speaking of which, for these two concubines, Dong Zhuo owes them both.

When Dong Zhuo's identity had just been changed, he dismissed all the concubines around him, and only one who was unwilling to leave stayed, and in Lintao's hometown, there were still two concubines in Dong Zhuo's mansion. It's just that they are not as good as others, the two of them are just the daughters of a small family in Lintao, and they are just ordinary, just like a small jasper, hard-working, simple, maybe it is the relationship of perennial labor, and the two of them have begun to be a little out of shape.

One of the two is surnamed Zhao and the other is surnamed Zhang, there is no name, the age is almost the same, they are only about thirty years old, when Dong Zhuo did not make a career before, the family almost relied on the two of them, the original fair and pink skin gradually became lusterless, and the palms became rougher and rougher, until now Dong Zhuo still clearly remembers that when he first saw the two, the palms of the two even had calluses on their palms, and Dong Zhuo had no way to describe how he felt at that time.

Almost instantly, Dong Zhuo's heart was moved by a strong shock, and it was also like this, he originally thought that he would scatter the concubines in the family after taking his mother to his side. Love? Maybe not, but Dong Zhuo knows that he has an unshirkable responsibility for the two of them.