The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Lu Bu nodded, not planning to hide anything.

However, Mr. Yan's next words flattered Lu Bu, "The counties south of Yanmen Pass have not been affected by the war. If you are in need of money, you can ask me for it, or you can sell the horse to them."

Lu Bu said 'hmm', and then there was no further text.

The old man picked up a piece of meat, put it into Yan Wei's bowl inadvertently, and asked Lu Bu: "I heard that you asked the Huns for the land north of Shuofang. Is it because of the two salt lands of Qingyan Lake and Jinlian Salt Lake?" right?"

"What salt land?" Lu Bu, who was chewing vegetables and vegetables, had question marks all over his face.

Seeing that Lu Bu didn't recognize him, the old man immediately lost his temper, and slapped the bamboo on the table heavily, "You still have to act stupid like this old man!"

The atmosphere in the room fell silent for an instant.

At this time, Xi Ce poked Lu Bu with his elbow, and complained in a low voice: "I just said this, how can I hide it from your old father-in-law who has bright eyes, ears, and the autumn of the Ming Dynasty."

The drama was flattering, but Lu Bu was completely stunned. He was full of wonder and doubts: Isn't Shuofang Beidi coming to raise horses?

Xi Ce and Lu Bu's whispered words came to Yan Kan's ears, and the old man felt extremely relieved when he heard them. He instantly felt that this skinny boy was quite pleasing to the eye.

"Mr. Yan, you don't know something. The general is thin-skinned, and he can't keep his face open. Let me explain it clearly."

Xi Ce took the double bamboo again and handed it to Yan Kan, "That's right, the general is planning to tamper with those two salt fields. It's just that we don't have experience in this line of work, but you always have. I'm figuring it out, so let's partner up. how?"

Chapter 200 Hanoi Dong Zhuo

In the south of Bingzhou, in Hedong County adjacent to Xihe.

Today is the [-]th of the twelfth lunar month, a festival full of joy.

The Sheriff's Mansion in Hedong County has already been decorated with lanterns and festoons, covered with red silk.

"Young master, run slowly." More than a dozen maidservants shouted eagerly.

Running in front was a seven or eight-year-old girl, clear and lively, wearing new red brocade clothes, running with a whimper, not caring about the clumsy servants behind her.

The little girl ran from the courtyard on the third floor to the outside of the mansion gate in one breath. When the guard at the gate saw the little girl coming out, he immediately bowed down.

What was imprinted in the gorgeous eyes was the empty frosty street, and the eyes that looked forward to joy gradually faded.

The little girl seemed very disappointed, she sat on the vermilion lacquer threshold with her head buried, only the double buns on the top of her head that looked like round ears were exposed, no matter how much the maidservants persuaded her, she refused to get up and go back.

I was annoyed over and over again in my heart: "Big liar, I will never talk to you again!"

After a while, the slow and muffled sound of horseshoes came from the cold street.

Three hundred armored soldiers cleared the way, and a heroic carriage stopped at the gate of the county mansion.

The curtain of the car was lifted, and a man in military uniform with a stature like a bear stepped out.

The little girl raised her head, a flash of joy flashed in Lingyi's eyes, but she quickly buried her head down again.

"Oh, my little ancestor, why are you sitting on the threshold in this cold weather, don't get frostbitten." The man Xiongkui muttered in pieces, and walked quickly to the gate of the mansion.

The little girl snorted angrily, and ignored the powerful person in front of her who many people dreamed of clinging to.

The man's surname is Dong, and his single name is Zhuo.

He grew up in Liangzhou when he was young, and he was good as a ranger.When I was plowing in the field, I picked up a knife. There was no writing on the knife, and there were mountains and clouds hidden on all sides, and the jade (zhu) was like mud.

When he was a young man, Dong Zhuo already possessed extraordinary arm strength. He was equipped with two sets of bows and arrows all year round.

At that time, he was a passionate young man with the word "righteousness" in his head, and his life creed was just two words: righteousness.

He often went to the Qiang people's jurisdiction to get acquainted, and with his eloquence comparable to that of an old driver, he won the favor of many powerful men.

In the last years of Emperor Huan, Dong Zhuo, who served as Habayashiro, followed Zhang Huan, one of the "Three Mings of Liangzhou", to crusade against the rebellious Qiang people.On the battlefield, Dong Zhuo was brave and fierce, and his performance was very eye-catching, and he quickly stood out among many generals.

Dong Zhuo, who has experienced hundreds of battles and made great achievements in battle, was promoted again and again, and he became the governor of Hedong. The imperial court specially rewarded him with [-] bolts of fine silk.

Facing the generous rewards from the imperial court, Dong Zhuo touched his conscience and said: "Whoever does it is himself, and whoever has it is a scholar."

Although he was the one who made the meritorious service, all the rewards belonged to the soldiers.

After this confession, the officers and men of the three armies and a group of rough old men were so moved that they couldn't be more moved, wishing they could fight bloody battles for him immediately.

Dong Zhuo's fortune is both good and bad.

When his career was booming, his favorite son died.

Since then, Dong Zhuo's temperament has changed drastically, and he became violent and bloodthirsty. Fortunately, his son still left behind a granddaughter who is full moon.

That is, the little girl sitting on the threshold, Dong Bai.

It can be said that even in the entire Hedong, there is only the little girl who is not afraid of Dong Zhuo.

The little girl was sulking alone, Dong Zhuo opened his granddaughter's little hand, and said flatteringly: "Who is bullying our little Lingxi, tell Ah Weng, Ah Weng will help you vent your anger."

The servants and maidservants fell to their knees in a 'plop plop', trembling and terrified.

"It's you, Ah Weng. You clearly agreed to come back the day before yesterday, but I waited and waited, but I couldn't wait." The little girl puffed up her cheeks and said angrily.

Dong Zhuo was stunned for a moment, and then he burst out laughing, his eyes full of love: "Well, well, it's Ah Weng who is wrong, Ah Weng is wrong."

He hugged Dong Bai and let her grab his bushy beard.

"A Weng, wake them up quickly, you will catch a cold if you kneel on the ground." The little girl's voice was sweet, and she kindly reminded A Weng who seemed to have forgotten about it.

Without Dong Zhuo speaking, those servants who were kneeling on the ground would not dare to get up.

Dong Zhuo glanced at these servants, letting his granddaughter sit on the threshold to catch the cold was already their crime, how could they be forgiven lightly.

However, the little girl had already spoken, so Dong Zhuo had no choice but to give up.

He carried Dong Bai across the threshold and waved his hand.

All the servants and maidservants seemed to be pardoned.

As early as half a year ago, Dong Bai had suffered from a cold and fever, and his illness was aggravated because his servant mixed up the soup.As a result, Dong Zhuo was furious and executed more than forty related people.

Entering the mansion, a middle-aged Confucian scholar in blue robes and cloth shoes was waiting in the hall. He looked thin and had a short two-inch beard on his chin.

"I have seen my lord."

He was Dong Zhuo's son-in-law, but he never called him father-in-law.

Dong Zhuo nodded to him, "You and I don't need to be formal, sit down."

He hugged the little girl and sat on his lap, and had secret talks with Li Ru, Dong Zhuo never shy away from her.