The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

"Everyone, let's stop here for today's meeting. I hope that everyone will bury the conversation between us in the bottom of our hearts."

After thinking about it, Wang Yun suddenly put on a serious face, his cold eyes swept over the faces of all the people present, and said in a piercing voice.

It wasn't because he was harsh, nor was it that he didn't trust these people too much.

Although people's hearts are beating in everyone's chest, they can never be seen through!

Conspiracy, betrayal, killing, these things are too much, too much in the game of political games!

People are like this, they are usually very greedy, they want official positions, titles, wealth, beautiful women... As long as there are things in this world, there is almost nothing they don't want.

But once the danger comes, I really understand that the most precious thing is nothing more than my own life.

Of course, there is another kind of person in this world, who is called giving up his life but not giving up his money!

For Wang Yun, the more critical it is, the more he will make himself cautious.

just wait...

Dong Zhuo's good days are numbered!

Waving his hand, he announced the end of the meeting. Sitting in the empty and calm room, Wang Yun subconsciously curled up and squeezed his fingers tightly.

His mood was unprecedentedly excited.

It's just that this old man didn't know that he was just wishful thinking.

The situation he imagined cannot be accepted by other families, or the entire family class.

And those so-called princes of the Guandong, none of them would regard Wang Yun as their spokesperson in the court, because in the eyes of some people, the Chang'an court, especially the legitimacy of the emperor's status, was questionable, let alone obeying orders.

Of course, those are things for later...

Time passed quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the next morning came.

There is still about an hour before the start of the morning court.

The last two court meetings were held by Dong Zhuo, and Dong Zhuo's party was spread all over the court hall. Even if Wang Yun, Ma Richan and others were looking for the little emperor, it was hard to beat Dong Zhuo's power.

Therefore, the somewhat frustrated little emperor Liu Xie began to learn to stay in bed.

Accompanied by a slight shaking, Liu Xie just got up, and heard the faint rustling sound coming from outside the hall. Before he woke up, he frowned suddenly with an angry face.

"Come on, what happened outside? I was so noisy that I fell asleep!" Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Liu

"Kick, kick, kick!" Soon, there was a burst of broken steps from outside the palace, and then an eunuch hurried in and reported to Liu Xiebai. "Report to Your Majesty. Lord Xiangguo, please see me!"

"What? Dong Zhuo?!"

Liu Xie was startled on his immature face, and looked at the same surprised old eunuch who was serving at the side, and walked back and forth in the room for a few steps.He hesitated and said, "Jianlian just woke up and feels unwell, no see!"

Seeing that eunuch was embarrassed, he said, "But Mr. Dong said, you must see His Majesty now?"

"What?" Liu Xie blushed and said angrily, "How dare he say that? It's really unreasonable, unreasonable!"

Before Liu Xie got angry at the eunuch, he raised his eyes, but was astonished to see Dong Zhuo over there, and he walked in swaggeringly with a smile on his face.

He even sang hypocritically, "The minister Dong Zhuo has seen His Majesty, long live Your Majesty!"

"Ai Qing is alive!"

What a damn guy, he is so ruthless!

Liu Xie secretly sighed in his heart, but in desperation, he could only wave his hand and say softly. "Ai Qing, please take a seat!"

"The old minister came in a hurry, which is rude, but I hope Your Majesty will not blame you." Dong Zhuo said with a plump face and looked at Liu Xie with a smile.

"Hehe..., no blame, no blame, Xiangguo came at the right time, and I was planning to have breakfast. I think Mr. Dong has worked hard and is tired and hungry."

After a glimmer of gloom flashed across his eyes, the little emperor gritted his teeth, tried his best to puff up his face, and said solemnly: "When the eunuch orders you to bring some food, bring some to the grand master as well."

"Then, I'm not being disrespectful, thank you in advance for your majesty's food, ah ha ha ha."

"You, go and set up a table for His Majesty and the old man!"

The corner of Dong Zhuo's mouth curled up, and after casually expressing his thanks, he got up and walked to the door, yelled at the small yellow door outside, and gave a few orders.

Three hundred and nine suppression

Along with the little Huangmen who were waiting, Dong Zhuo waved them to go to work one by one.

For a while, only Liu Xie, Li Ying, and Dong Zhuo were left in Nuo Da's entire bedroom.

The three of them seemed to have no intention of talking, Dong Zhuo just casually found a place to sit down, while Liu Xie tried hard to tense his little face, making an expression as serious as possible.

As for Li Ying, an old eunuch, he moved his steps a little, and while he was protecting Liu Xie with his figure looming, he stared closely at the man who seemed bloated but actually gave him a great sense of oppression.

He has been weighing the gap between himself and him.

To be honest, Dong Zhuo didn't hide the slightest bit, the almost suffocating aura that suppressed the air in the whole bedroom seemed to freeze at that moment.

Damn guy, he didn't have the slightest cover up. Is he planning to tear his face now?Or are you planning to force the palace directly?

Li Ying's face became very ugly.

But in desperation, Li Ying could only release his aura to defuse Dong Zhuo's power, while protecting Liu Xie by his side with all his heart, and at the same time secretly cursing Dong Zhuo in his heart.

Fortunately, not long after, several small yellow doors came in with rich dishes.

The stagnant imposing collision between the two suddenly dissipated.

Even Liu Xie at the side could clearly feel that the entire air in the surrounding halls suddenly regained its "freshness".

Those ignorant little yellow gates, carrying dishes, shuttled in front of the bedroom palace.

Liu Xie, the little emperor, and Dong Zhuo, the current Prime Minister, have each laid out tables and tables, and began to place and display various dishes.

According to the rites of the Han Dynasty, the delicacies of the emperor's diet must have the taste of eight treasures.

Due to the control of Dong Zhuo and the consumption of the war, the imperial court's expenditure is slightly more limited than that of Emperor Ling, so it is not a time for extravagance and waste.

But since it is the emperor's banquet, you must not be stingy.

What was brought to the table at this time was a fried fish in black bean sauce, roasted chicken in lotus leaves, sauced meat secretly prepared in the palace, and soup tin dishes cooked with fresh kui stalks.

Although there were no condiments such as peppers in the Han Dynasty at this time, there were still a lot of staple foods.

And since ancient times, in terms of food, the inner courtyard of the palace has always paid attention to food that is not tired of fine food, and not tired of fine food.