In the imperial city, due to Cao Cao's dictatorship, there is no real real power figure, but some people's status is there, and the current officials are not as good as the current management, which is always useful, such as the very honest Zhongchang servants Tie Zhijian and Xie Mengqiu, and the nominal majority of the internal servants are his subordinates. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Xu Zhu's head is not very useful, the main bus to deal with, he strives to be perfect, personally go to pick up these two over. On the way back, a guard came to report in fear that the lord had been locked up in the Mingguang Palace.

Thinking of the inexplicable chill in Mingguang Palace, Xu Zhu didn't know what was going on, it must be a repeat of Dong Zhuo's old affairs, the main murderer was auspicious, and immediately left the two middle attendants, strode towards Mingguang Palace, Xu Zhu's steps were strong, and he disappeared in front in a blink of an eye. The two middle attendants glanced at each other, couldn't see what the other party thought, and hurriedly walked towards Mingguang Palace.

More than ten soldiers hugged the root of the wood, and slammed the closed door of the Mingguang Palace, banging, partial and helpless, the palace room was tall and sturdy, and the crashing wood that was hurriedly found was slightly small, and it couldn't be hit at all, and the three hundred guards knew that it was not good, and they were all clamoring loudly in front of the door, and they were eager to be abnormal.

In the courtyard, the imperial city guards and the inner servants are still coming one after another, at this time more than 1,000 people have gathered, just like a donkey and horse market, noisy endlessly, there are more than 100 people each holding the blade, the expression is excited, under the leadership of Lu Zhizhong, the captain of Fengche, Cao Cao's personal guards are full of hostility, the guards are worried about Cao Cao, no one presides, and Lu Zhizhong is just a confrontation, no action.

Lu Zhizhong, the captain of Fengche, has no real power, usually guards in the palace, and goes home when he is on duty, although he has an official position, no one takes him seriously. I was summoned to the square of Mingguang Palace today, and suddenly the palace gate was closed, and things were not as usual, and turning a blind eye to Cao Cao's dictatorship did not mean supporting Cao Cao's murder. Lu Zhizhong and others were worried about the emperor and quarreled with Cao Cao's personal guards, and there were quite a few people in the palace who were the same as Lu Zhizhong, who usually did not dare to squeak, but today they felt that the situation was urgent, and they all formed a line with him and stood on the same position.

Things have changed a little, the emperor and Cao Cao, whether it is the minister who kills the king or the king kills the minister, the guards can't figure it out, the palace officials are so anxious to persuade back and forth in the middle, sweating profusely, seeing that it is a bloody conflict, seeing Xu Zhu coming, the palace officials are overjoyed, relieved, and retreat aside, speaking of which this palace official is appointed by Cao Cao, in addition to loyalty, there is no urgency, and when there is an emergency, it cannot be dealt with decisively.

Cao Cao usually thinks that there are too few talents, and those who have a little ability are all recruited by him to the Prime Minister's Mansion. Monitoring Liu Xie's daily life, in his heart, is really not important, at this time, he is reaping the consequences, and the palace officials are slow to deal with everything, and they can't help.

Seeing Xu Zhu, Lu Zhizhong's voice was much quieter, and Lu Zhizhong quietly retreated into the crowd, Xu Zhu's name as a tiger idiot, everyone in the imperial city was frightened, and the same as the dead evil Dian Wei, they were all fierce gods who could stop children crying at night.

What is strange and inexplicable is that in the noise, there is a clear voice reciting poetry, the voice is not loud, as if it is in the ear: "The mountains are not tired of being high, and the sea is not tired of being deep." Zhou Gong vomited and fed, and the world returned to the heart. "It makes everyone feel like a spring breeze, and it's extremely weird.

Xu Zhu was furious and full of fear: "Demon! It must be the remnants of the Yellow Turban!" The lord was an enemy of the Yellow Turban back then, and now there are remnants of the Yellow Turban inside, but I am afraid that there will be more evil and less auspicious. In the Yellow Turban Rebellion that year, Zhang Jiao's subordinates had many Yellow Turban wrestlers and preachers, and the Yellow Turban wrestlers were different, either powerful, or swift as birds, or floating in the water and unsinkable; among the various Qu Shuai and preachers, just like Ding Yi just now, there were like a spring breeze preaching in the downtown area, and the supernatural people who were not affected, if it were not for Zhang Jiao's early death, the Yellow Turban Army would have fought separately, and the Han Dynasty would have been yesterday's yellow flower.

Xu Zhu was originally a local wealthy family, Zhang Jiao's Taiping Road, determined to establish a peaceful society, favored the promotion of small people, and the natural opposition to the powerful landlords, Xu Zhu hated it!

The lord is alone, he is in the world, regardless of Lu Zhizhong's suspicion of hostility, Xu Zhu pushed away the guards, grabbed the collision wood, and slammed into the palace gate. Xu Zhu is like a Hercules demon, every time he hits, the sound is like a huge thunder, the whole palace is shaking, the marble slab under Xu Zhu's feet is as thick as a foot, inch by inch cracked, and Xu Zhu stepped on a deep ditch in front of the door in a blink of an eye.

In the Mingguang Palace, Liu Xie's expression was frightened: "Aiqing, the Cao family's guards are very anxious to hit the door, so what can I do!" Fu Hou's expression was calm, and he saluted Ding Yishen: "The Han Emperor's family is decided by the general alone, and I hope that the general will cherish himself." Dong Guifei endured the nausea, snatched the long sword from Liu Xie's hand, and chopped five or six swords on Cao Cao's corpse, and lost the strength in her hand, so she could only sit on the ground and cry.

Ding Yi smiled and said: "It's okay, Your Majesty and the Empress, please retreat inside! With that, he swung his sword and cut off Cao Cao's head, pulled over a few cases, and put Cao Cao's head facing the gate, pulled the upper half of Cao Hong's body and placed it in front of several cases, and spread the curtain in front of the door, and threw dead bodies all over the ground.

The arrangement was appropriate, Ding Yi pulled the corner of the curtain, smiled at Liu Xie, his attitude was calm, and for no reason, Liu Xie felt at ease, as if as long as Ding Yi was in front of him, no matter how bad the situation was, there was no need to be afraid.

Ding Yi walked to the side of the door, and when he hit the mountain again, and the enemy retracted with strength, he slapped one palm at one end of the bolt, and the bolt was forced, flew out from the other side, and fell to the ground with a click. Ding Yi hurriedly stepped back and left the area behind the door.

There was a loud bang, the two gates were mixed with power, and they slammed open, a giant man couldn't hold his feet, and rushed in with the collision wood, and the door was slapped heavily on the next wall on both sides, and then bounced back, the force was fierce, and more than ten soldiers who followed the big man rushed in were knocked over by the gate, and the door rolled into a ball, and the soldiers were blocked, and they couldn't get in for a while.

After crashing in, before Xu Zhu could stand firmly, he shouted worriedly: "Lord, lord!"

The door shook, the light and darkness could not help but change the light, the hall looked gloomy and terrifying, in the smell of blood in the hall, Xu Zhu couldn't believe his eyes, not far in front of him, Cao Cao's head was placed upright on top of several cases, and his eyes were closed tightly, Cao Hong's half body was placed in front of several cases, and there was black and red blood under him.

"Lord!" Xu Zhu hadn't gotten used to the darkness, he just roared, his knees were weak, his eyes were full of tears, his mind was blank, he forgot to drop it, he stumbled, he wanted to go to the head to see the shape of the lord clearly, he couldn't believe it, and he couldn't accept the reality, in just a while, he was already separated from the lord.

Suddenly, the curtain under his feet jerked, his body involuntarily rushed forward, a cold air hit behind him, Xu Zhu's fighting instinct made him wake up, in the midst of the crisis, the right rib clamped against the wood twisted his body, took off his hand and flew behind him, his body rolled and fell, on the ground corpse, he bounced back with his strength, his fists were wrong, and he faced the enemy.

A group of soldiers rushed in, but they were smashed out by the smashing wood, rolled again, and fell to the ground.

The sound of the wind hitting the wood was vicious, Ding Yi rushed forward and suddenly folded back, rolled up the bead curtain, let the wood be bumped, supported his left hand on the ground, and rushed towards Xu Zhu with his body close to the ground.

Xu Zhu's left foot was raised, and he stepped heavily on the ground, and the curtain that had already been soaked in blood was undulating like a wave, sweeping to Ding Yi's ankle, Ding Yi rushed forward, and his free left hand picked up a ring head knife and threw it out, and then rose to the sky, slashing the horse sword and slashing Xu Zhu's chest. (To be continued.) )