Collection of Huaxia: the beginning of the inventory of the top ten ancient figures

The audience watched the live broadcast room with bated breath.

In the live broadcast room that was gradually lighting up, the sound of a clepsydra sounded.

Tick ​​tock.

The sound of the clepsydra gradually became blurred, but the picture in front of him gradually became clearer.

In front of him, there is a large room, the beams of the room are simple and generously decorated, with some red, green and green decorations painted on them.

There is a huge screen in the middle of the room. The screen is hollowed out and carved in wood, simple and generous, with some auspicious clouds and auspicious animals painted on it.

There is a huge couch behind the screen. The ancient couch had many functions, most of which are somewhat similar to the current sofa, and it was used for taking a nap during the day and receiving guests.

At this time, there was a very fat middle-aged man lying on the couch. The middle-aged man was facing the inside of the couch, and he could not see clearly. Go, it is very precious.

The person appears to be in deep sleep, making a single high-pitched grunt.

Seeing this person and seeing this spacious and decorated room, someone in the audience reacted immediately.

"It's Dong Zhuo! This old thief is definitely Dong Zhuo!"

"Damn it, it was Meng De who offered to kill Dong Zhuo in the first place?! Is it so exciting?"

"Fuck, this is so cool, I'm a little nervous."

"Niu, the old thief is so courageous!"

In the picture, everything is a little gray.

After all, there was no concrete floor in the Han Dynasty. Even if the room was cleaned all day long, there would still be dust brought in.

But these dusty things, although they look very simple, are very simple.

Dong Zhuo slept so well that there was Chengchen on the couch, and the multiple screens in front of the couch were embroidered with ax-shaped patterns, and on both sides were neatly placed desks, and on both sides of the desks were neatly folded tents.

Next to the tent, at the end of Dong Zhuo's couch, there was a Jinboshan stove. The Boshan stove had been extinguished at this time, but there was still a faint lingering fragrance wafting out.

If the layout of the TV series Three Kingdoms has been restored to the Han Dynasty, then these things seem to have been moved from the Han Dynasty.

Every piece of furniture has extremely strong characteristics of the Han Dynasty.

Although every piece of furniture is not as exquisite as it is now, it looks simple and elegant.

Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in amazement.

"I've seen it in the museum, that wrong Jinboshan stove, I didn't expect Dong Zhuo to have one too."

"It turns out that the interior furniture of the Three Kingdoms period is like this, and it is somewhat similar to that of the Western Han Dynasty."

"Tsk tsk, as expected of Dong Zhuo, even the royal family of the Han Dynasty may not have such a level. After all, the tradition of frugality in the old Liu family is quite strong."

"It's so cool. It's the first time I've seen this type of multi-screen screen on TV."

"Old thief Lin won't appear next to Dong Zhuo for a while, right?"

"I don't know, the old thief always says it by surprise."

"Tsk tsk, no matter how many times I watch it, I always feel that the scene of the old thief is so realistic that it is frightening."

"Indeed, the exterior scenes are fine. The most frightening thing is the restoration of the interior scenes. Even a history major like me would have a headache."

"It's so cool, this is the overall furniture of the Han Dynasty, right?
Many of Lin Yi's audiences are professionals. When they saw these pictures, they began to study these things carefully. In their eyes, the collection is not just a historical variety show.

It is a restoration of history by a historical master.

Even in the hearts of many people, this is the restoration of real history.

As the camera swept across, everyone had a clearer picture of everything on the screen.

I saw that in this room, apart from the things that were seen through the eyes, there was a sword hanging beside the couch where Dong Zhuo was sleeping, and there were some gold and jade decorations beside it.

Scanning the decorations in the room, the camera turned to Dong Zhuo who was sleeping on the couch.

Dong Zhuo was wearing a yellow inner shirt with some dark silver patterns embroidered on it. Under the light, one could see some dragon patterns embroidered on the inner shirt.

Dare to wear such clothes, only Dong Zhuo in Luoyang has such courage.

Dong Zhuo looks very fat, with big ears, a big face and a thick neck, his arms are like two arms of an adult man, most of the fat on his body is concentrated on his stomach, and he is lying there motionless like a water tank , It seems that sitting in the river can block the river.

"Old thief Dong Zhuo!"

"Tsk tsk, Dong Zhuo is a military commander. Although he enjoys himself every day, his fat is directly proportional to his strength. But before he turns around, I can imagine the dark circles under his eyes."

"It's too fat."

After seeing Dong Zhuo's figure clearly, the audience couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

They all know very well what will happen next.

"Fuck, I'm so nervous. Although I know that Meng De will come in to assassinate, this old thief Dong Zhuo is obviously not easy to deal with!"

"My heart has already started to lift unconsciously. Before Dong Zhuo turned his head, the pressure on me was quite strong."

"My heart has been raised."

At a time when everyone is tense.

A sound of footsteps came from outside the house.

Looking intently, he saw a man seven feet tall, with slender eyes and long beard, wearing a dark red dress and a pair of black boots.

On seeing this person, the audience immediately recognizes it.

If it wasn't Cao Cao, who could it be?

Cao Cao stood outside the screen, clasping his hands in front of him, with a precious sword stuck in his waist, which was inlaid with various precious stones, which looked extraordinarily rare.

"Prime Minister? Prime Minister?"

Cao Cao shouted, and Dong Zhuo's snort came from the screen.

Cao Cao stood where he was, listening to Dong Zhuo's snoring again, and stood stiffly in front of the screen, unconsciously slowing down his breathing.

He was sweating all over, and he didn't even dare to let go of his arched hands.

The audience looked at Cao Cao carefully and seemed to empathize with him.

"I'm nervous, and I'm nervous too."

"Why don't you kill him? Now is the right time, right? It feels like Dong Zhuo is already asleep! Kill him!"

"Good timing, hurry up, Boss Cao, hurry up!"

Meng De offers a knife!It can be regarded as one of the most thrilling scenes among the ten assassination scenes!

Seeing this, the audience was extremely excited.

On the other side of the screen, Dong Zhuo was snoring continuously, as if he was completely asleep.

Cao Cao's forehead was covered with sweat, and he moved his arched hands a little. At this time, Dong Zhuo's body moved, and there was a sound of clothes rubbing against each other. Cao Cao, like a frightened bird, immediately stood there holding his breath.

After waiting for a while, Cao Cao stretched out his hand and pulled the treasured sword around his waist out of the scabbard bit by bit when he heard snoring again.

At this moment, there is no sound in this room.

Except Dong Zhuo's snoring, and Cao Cao's heartbeat.

Cao Cao narrowed his eyes slightly. His eyes were small, but when he narrowed them, they looked like black lines.

He thought of Wu Fu who assassinated Dong Zhuo in front of the court not long ago.

He also remembered what he said in Wang Yun's mansion.

He studied poetry and books hard, and was able to be filial and honest. Before he became an official, the Han court was already in turmoil. As a Han minister, how could he sigh and linger like those idiots? !

Cao Cao gritted his teeth in his heart and said angrily: "This thief, everyone will kill him. If I am afraid and stop moving forward, how dare I eat Junlu!"
Thinking of this, Cao Cao held the handle of the knife tightly, took a step to the side, and saw Dong Zhuo lying on the couch with his left eye.