The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

However, anyone could tell that the little emperor was furious.

What are the prerequisites for becoming a Mingjun?The answer is that you have to be rich and have power.

Just like the social groups in Hong Kong in a certain period of time in later generations, if the boss is poor, do you still expect a younger brother to hang out with you?

Come out to hang out, isn't it just a way to return home to honor your ancestors?

To achieve these two things, in the final analysis, don’t you still have to be rich?

The little emperor has no money, who will pay the minister's salary?

Hmph, the corners of Dong Zhuo's mouth curled up slightly, it's not over yet!

"Your Majesty, I still have this performance." Dong Zhuo stepped forward and said again.

"Say." Liu Xie gritted his teeth and kept smiling.

"Chen Zuo's servant, Zhao Yan, plotting against the minister, come on, bring it up!"

Following Dong Zhuo's order, the servant Zhao Yan, who was over half a century old, was dragged into the hall by two burly soldiers from Xiliang like little chickens.

With disheveled and grizzled hair and a haggard face without the slightest trace of blood on it, he looked like an old man dying at the end of the day, which made people unconsciously feel a little pity.

How did the dignified servant become like this?

Liu Xie, who was sitting on the throne, was the first to get angry, and angrily scolded the two soldiers: "Bastards, my servants, how dare you drag around like this, do you still have the words etiquette and inferiority in your eyes? Have you eaten the bear heart and leopard gall?"

Seeing Liu Xie's anger, the servant Zhao Yan took the opportunity to break free from the shackles of the soldiers, knelt forward and knelt in the center of the hall, crying with tears in his eyes: "Your Majesty, you have to be the master for the old minister! The old minister is recuperating at home, but Xiangguo The mobs were sent to forcibly drag the minister out of the sick bed and put him in the palace. The old minister did not know where he offended Dong Xiangguo and made him hate him so much, but I have always been the servant of the imperial court. Your Majesty, I am so heartbroken, I also beg Your Majesty to seek justice for me!"

After finishing speaking, he kowtowed and touched the ground with a bang bang bang, bleeding from his head.

The miserable appearance coupled with the sad tone can be said to make those who hear it sad and those who see it cry.

At this time, Zhao Yan, the servant, also understood in his heart that he presumably participated in a premeditated matter of Dong Zhuo, and it had already been revealed.

Now, there is no room for maneuver between him and Dong Zhuo. Simply tearing up the face with Dong Zhuo and suing Dong Zhuo first, at least in terms of public opinion, can gain the upper hand first.

"Don't worry, old servant, get up and talk."

Seeing the pitiful servant Zhao Yan, Liu Xie couldn't bear it, and wanted to let the servant Zhao Yan get up first.

However, Liu Xie was still somewhat timid when he saw the menacing Dong Zhuo at the side.

He could only ask with a smile as a peacemaker, "Xiangguo, is there any misunderstanding?"

Misunderstand?

Dong Zhuo showed a cold smile.

Two hundred and five one word hall

"There is no misunderstanding, how can there be misunderstanding? How can a loyal minister like this old man have any misunderstanding with traitors and thieves?" Dong Zhuo's round face was full of fat and trembling, revealing a ferocious smile.

"Xiang...Xiangguo, what do you mean?" Liu Xie, who was sitting high on the dragon chair, tightened his face slightly. Although he still couldn't understand the situation, he couldn't understand.

But in Dong Zhuo's tone, he could hear the undisguised sense of oppression, clearly!

When the little emperor asked a question, Dong Zhuo naturally wanted to answer.

The bloated body took a step forward, cupped his hands and said with a half smile: "Does your majesty know that on the way back to Chang'an, I was attacked by a group of assassins and almost died on the spot. "

While speaking, Dong Zhuo glanced meaningfully at Zhao Yan, the old servant not far away, with a slightly ferocious smile on his face, which became brighter and brighter.

Seen by Dong Zhuo's gaze, the servant Zhao Yan's originally vigorous face had lost all color, and now it was as white as snow, trembling all over.

"This... Isn't this all a thing of the past? Xiangguo, haven't you killed all the murderers?"

Liu Xie seemed to realize something, and tried hard to change the topic.

He is far smarter than his age, and when Dong Zhuo mentioned it, he immediately understood it.

Only then did he recall that, not long ago, the servant Zhao Yan seemed to have mentioned it to him in a half-covered manner, telling him to wait with peace of mind.

At that time, I didn't care about it. Now that I think about it, it should be a group of loyal veterans like them who planned Dong Zhuo's adventure in private for themselves!

No!

Absolutely not, let Dong Zhuo convict him so easily!

A glimmer of melancholy flashed in Liu Xie's eyes. With Dong Zhuo's killing and threats, there are fewer and fewer veterans loyal to him. Now, he has to try to save his servant Zhao Yan.

"It's over? Haha, that's not the past." Dong Zhuo chuckled, but didn't accept Liu Xie's slapstick.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the so-called news of all the killings is just a word of mouth that I deliberately let out. In fact, the minister at that time captured several assassins alive and threw them into the imperial prison for interrogation in secret."

"Through their confession, the old minister caught a treacherous minister in the court, and made progress step by step. Unexpectedly, from him, the old man unexpectedly gained more."

Hearing that an assassin was captured alive by Dong Zhuo, the servant Zhao Yan's face suddenly trembled, and after learning that an old minister had been confessed, he turned even paler.

Dong Zhuo noticed the change in his expression, smiled slightly, and snapped his fingers.

Soon, the soldiers waiting outside the hall immediately dragged in a prisoner in prison uniform.

It was an old man, about fifty years old, his whole body was blurred, only two knuckles were left out of ten fingers, and the strong smell of blood spread in the wind.

Dong Zhuo grinned slightly, revealing his sharp white teeth, and interrogated the prisoner in public: "Doctor Yushi...Master Zhou Qizhou, come, tell your Majesty and all the civil and military officials, who was with you back then? At the same time, who is the person who conspired to frame Zhongliang and intend to assassinate Ben Xiangguo!?"

The bruised and bruised old man raised his head, opened his blood-smeared eyes with difficulty through the gaps in his drooping hair, and looked at the officials in the hall.

When he looked around at the old servant Zhao Yan in front of him, his eyes were locked on him, and he raised his hand to point to this former colleague.

"Cough...cough cough...that's him...the servant...Zhao Yan"

Zhou Qi coughed a few times with difficulty, a trace of guilt flashed across his blood-drenched face, and he pointed out tremblingly in pain.

"No, you lied, you framed me..."

Seeing the criminal Zhou Qi's identification, the servant Zhao Yan couldn't help but staggered back half a step.

As if thinking of something, he forced his composure on his face, and suddenly yelled at Liu Xie above him: "Your Majesty, the old minister and the imperial envoy doctor Zhou Qi are not familiar with each other, it must be that they abused torture and beat this guy into a trick...

No matter how bad it is, it's because this fellow is about to die and wants to pull people back, that's why he wants to frame the minister! "

Hearing that the attendant, Zhao Yan, was desperate to save him, and even hurriedly separated the relationship, Zhou Qi, the official censor who still had remorse and guilt in his eyes, growled with great ferocity in his disappointment.

"You fart, Zhao Yan! Cough cough cough... If you hadn't revealed the name of the old man when you came to find the old man to give orders to those assassins, how could the old man get involved!"

"It's all about you bastard, it's fine if you don't plan well, and you still entrap the old man, now you want to get away, there is no way!"