The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

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"Dong Zhuo, you damn bastard!"

Wang Yun, who got off the carriage on the side of the road, raised his head, squinted his eyes, and watched Dong Zhuo's carriage gradually go away. He was silent for a long time, and then he gnashed his teeth and cursed.

"How dare you... steal the imperial tomb!!!"

Wang Yun, furious, opened his eyes suddenly, but kept his voice very low, as if he was afraid of being heard by others.

"A presumptuous son of man...shameless man...a rebellious lunatic! My Wang Yun, I will never spare you!" The more Wang Yun thought about it, the more angry he became, the thunder was furious, he stepped on it with anger and force, and his feet were tired.

"My lord!" In the distance, the carriage of the palace just happened to come.

"Shut up!" Wang Yun glared.

That servant, knowing that he had lost his composure, quickly lowered his voice: "Yes, my lord, shall we go back home?"

"Go home!"

Sitting in the carriage, the more Wang Yun thought about it, the more furious he became, and angrily punched the carriage, scaring the guard who was driving the carriage, and hurriedly stopped to ask.

Wang Yun replied in a muffled voice that the guards would continue walking without incident, but his heart was boiling like a pot was boiling.

Royal mausoleum!

That's...the royal mausoleum!

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Yes, Wang Yun was right, Dong Zhuo indeed dug up the imperial tomb and looted it all!

Beiman Mountain is majestic, with deep water and thick soil. The waters of Yi and Luo pass through Luoyang City from west to east.Setting up the tomb here fulfills the Feng Shui theory of "resting on the mountain and stepping on the river" advocated by the ancients.

Mount Mang is regarded as a geomantic treasure land for funeral burials, and princes, dukes, and ministers often choose to cemetery here.

And when Dong Zhuo moved the capital to Chang'an, before burning Luoyang, all the mausoleums of the Twelfth Emperor of the Han Dynasty were smashed open by his order, the gold, jade and jewelry were looted, and the bones were abandoned everywhere, allowing wolves and wild dogs to gnaw.

It was Liu Bei, the later Allied Army, like Gongsun Zan who borrowed a horse, gathered up the bones all over the place, and buried them again in the ground.

Only in this way, Dong Zhuo hijacked the emperor and moved westward to Chang'an, digging the emperor's tomb behind, and the majesty of the Han court was completely lost.

It is conceivable that the great man's country is becoming more and more swaying.

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Yes, the country of the great man is in chaos!

When Dong Zhuo was in the carriage, passing Wang Yun's mouth, to the civil and military officials, a pair of counselors in the south of Chang'an also started their dialogue.

It was a white-clothed scholar with a wide robe and long sleeves, and he was kneeling alone on a mat in the middle of a luxurious room. I'm pouring myself a drink.

This man has a handsome face, has a long slender beard, and is graceful, but he has been frowning slightly, as if there is something difficult to understand.

I don't know how long it took, but with the slight footsteps behind me, a deep voice came: "Brother Wen You, how elegant!"

The white-clothed scribe's brows were originally frowned, but slightly relaxed, he reached out to take a wine bowl, poured a bowl of wine, and said to the visitor: "Come on, Wen He, let's not talk about anything else, let's have a drink with me. "

One hundred and fifteen days of turmoil

Jia Xu took the wine bowl, sat down slantly, crossed his legs, drank it all in one gulp, put the wine bowl on the table, and without waiting for Li Ru to add more wine, he picked up the wine pot and poured another bowl.

Glancing at Li Ru, who was sitting upright on his knees, "Hey, let me tell you, it's just you and me here, so you don't have to sit...so even and stable?"

The scribe in white, holding the wine bowl flat, sat like a bell, slowly drank the wine in the bowl, lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, and said indifferently, "I'm used to it, I can't change it, just do what you want, don't worry about me." .”

It's hard to imagine that this thin, white-clothed scribe in front of him, who looks a bit elegant, is actually the leading high-level presence in the Xiliang Army today.

Perhaps, without mentioning his name, no one would have guessed that this emaciated civil servant was actually Dong Zhuo's number one adviser.

"Okay, okay, up to you, up to you." Jia Yi didn't force it, and didn't use chopsticks, just grabbed a piece of fat with his hands, and chewed it in his mouth.

Unlike his name, it seems that the fat meat in front of his eyes is the most beautiful delicacy in the world. Jia Xu worked hard, eating it with great taste.

Li Ru didn't care about Jia Xu's rude behavior, as if he didn't see it at all, he gently rolled up his sleeves and put down the wine bowl, and looked at the east with an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes.

"Wenhe..." Li Ru suddenly said.

"...." Jia Xu frowned slightly, and the movement of chewing, suddenly froze.

"There is something I want to tell you." Li Ru continued.

"Stop...Let me say it first. If it's something like asking me to follow you and seek refuge with Dong Zhuo, you don't need to mention it." Hearing Li Ru's words, Jia Xu chewed three points faster. Oil stains, smash it, smash your mouth, and said.

"..." Li Ru frowned and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Why? Wenhe, others don't know, but I know your amazing talent. Why, keep it hidden?" Li Ru asked with puzzled eyes.

"...I just don't want...to take refuge in someone casually, easily." Jia Xu babbled and hesitated.

As if to cover up his behavior, he picked up a large amount of fat meat and stuffed it into his mouth, signaling to Li Ru that he was eating meat and had no time to talk while chewing.

"...Do you think I will believe your reason?" Li Ru rolled his eyes and said angrily.

"Well...then you still force me?" Jia Xu swallowed the meat in his mouth with difficulty, and also rolled his big eyes.

"I just hope you can show your talent, fight side by side with me, and be a minister together, isn't it good?" Li Ru sighed and stared into Jia Xu's eyes.

"Huh~ Then let me just say it. If it was Dong Zhuo who just entered Luoyang before, I would have taken refuge in him, but now he feels like a trap, so I don't want to jump..." Jia Xu spread his hands, pretending Innocent said.

"You...!" Li Ru stopped talking, and opened his narrowed eyes suddenly.

If it was in the past, if Jia Xu dared to say such words in front of him, he would definitely tie her up and send her to Dong Zhuo in front of Dong Zhuo.

Even based on his understanding of Jia Xu's personality over the years, he would even coerce and lure him, use all means, and use all means, just to force Jia Xu to work for Dong Zhuo!

But, now, when Li Ru and this friend looked at each other for a long time, they finally chose... to look away.

Because, even he himself is a bit uncertain.

Speaking of which, in fact, Li Ru is already somewhat disappointed with Dong Zhuo.

Because he gradually discovered that Dong Zhuo, who was content with pleasure, seemed to have no choice but to do it step by step, Li Ru and the others, the goal they all hoped for at the beginning.

Like Dong Zhuo, Li Ru, who was born in a poor family in Kansai, hated the rule of wisdom by the aristocratic family.

With the dream of helping the Ming Lord in his heart to level the world and rebuild the universe, he pushed Dong Zhuo step by step to the current position where one person is under one man and above ten thousand people.

However, the current Dong Zhuo has gradually begun to indulge in the enjoyment of power, enjoying the feeling of being the pinnacle that is admired by everyone.