Chapter 5 It doesn’t matter, I will take action (repair)

Author: Add coriander to crucian carp soup

Chapter 5 It doesn’t matter, I will take action (repair)

Zhongji's hand felt empty.

Only then did he suddenly remember that he had not carried a sword for several days.

He glared at Dong Zhuo bitterly, feeling a little sad in his heart.

Alas, I am still old. If I were twenty years younger, I would definitely smash the wine bottle with my swing.

"I have no bad morals today, and I am the direct descendant. Are you planning to rebel by saying that I will abolish the throne?" Yuan Shao, the lieutenant of the Central Military Academy, left the table and asked loudly.

Dong Zhuo snorted coldly, looking past Yuan Shao and focusing on Grand Tutor Yuan Wei.

After a while, the corners of his mouth twitched, and his face became ferocious, looking extremely angry.

"There are three thousand soldiers here. If anyone refuses to follow, kill him immediately!"

Dong Zhuo was furious.

"Are you going to try my sword power?"

"My sword is not bad at all!" Yuan Shao responded sternly and drew his sword to confront Dong Zhuo.

Everyone held their breath and were frightened.

Li Ru stood behind Dong Zhuo. Seeing this, he hurriedly tugged on Dong Zhuo's sleeve.

Dong Zhuo frowned, the fat on his cheeks jumped, smacked his lips vigorously, and sheathed his sword.

He sat down alone and ignored Yuan Shao.

After Yuan Shao said goodbye to all the officials and went out with his sword in hand, the scene calmed down a bit.

"I want to depose the emperor and establish King Chenliu. What does the Grand Master think?"

Dong Zhuo suddenly raised his eyes and looked at Yuan Wei.

Yuan Wei looked calm, showed no emotion, and did not answer.

"Gentlemen, what do you think?"

Dong Zhuo's eyes turned and scanned all the officials one by one.

Everyone was frightened and uneasy. They all lowered their heads and said, "What the Taiwei said is absolutely true."

After dinner

Yuan Mansion

Yuan Shao had been waiting in the study for a long time. When he saw Yuan Wei, he hurried forward to salute.

"Ben Chu, your actions today are a bit impetuous."

Yuan Wei knelt down behind the case and said with a slight smile: "However, it is reasonable to be filled with righteous indignation and act haphazardly."

"My nephew has learned a lesson. But my nephew thinks that Dong Zhuo is a common man from Xiliang and is not something to be afraid of."

Yuan Shao stood with his waist bent and his words were full of contempt for Dong Zhuo.

"Dong Zhuo..." Yuan Wei said thoughtfully, "This man is rough and cunning in nature, with the appearance of a bear and a tiger, but the heart of a jackal."

"Dong Zhuo comes from a humble background and has no gentry roots. Even if he has some soldiers in his hands, what kind of trouble can he cause?"

Yuan Shao listened, but didn't take it to heart.

"good."

Yuan Wei nodded.

"If Dong Zhuo wants to stay in power for a long time, he must please the nobles. I signaled you to come forward during the banquet because I was sure that Dong Zhuo would not dare to act rashly."

"Benchu, now that you have great righteousness, you should leave Luoyang and go to local business. When Dong Zhuo's people rebel and leave, you can go to the capital to kill the thieves and win the hearts of the people."

Yuan Wei's confidence is not without reason.

Dong Zhuo was appointed as the Guangwu Order of Yanmen County in Bingzhou, but was dismissed for committing crimes. It was around the Xiping period that he was reinstated by the imperial court.

The person who conquered him was none other than Situ Yuan Wei.

At the same time, it was General He Jin and Sili Colonel Yuan Shao who secretly summoned Dong Zhuo, who was then the shepherd of Bingzhou, to lead his army to Beijing to kill the ten ministers.

It can be said that Yuan Wei was Dong Zhuo's sponsor, and the Yuan family was the driving force behind sending Dong Zhuo to the center of power step by step.

With such a relationship in hand, Yuan Wei can sit firmly on the chess table and get the power he longs for.

"The Han Dynasty lost its deer..." Yuan Wei pressed his sleeves and carefully moved the lamp grass, and an almost inaudible sigh escaped from his throat.

The tips of Yuan Shao's ears moved slightly.

He heard something deep in his heart, the sound of something breaking out of the ground at that moment.

On the other side, in Taiwei's mansion

Dong Zhuo's brows were full of gloom, and he murmured to himself: "The nobles... hum, this old guy Yuan Wei."

"Do you really think I can't see through his calculations?"

"I want to step on my head, Dong Zhongying, and raise the reputation of the Yuan family..."

"Hey, we don't know who is plotting who, just wait and see!"

Not to mention that everyone in the court had different thoughts and plans, but Zhong Ji returned home and became more and more angry as he thought about it, taking into account what Zhong Ping had said before.

If he assassinates Dong alone, he will be defeated. If Dong's thieves are angry, they will bleed and float on the oars, so they are very hesitant.

"I am not the only one who is loyal and avoids danger and has the intention to assassinate Dong. I know that Gongda, Gongye, Boqiu and others must have the intention to kill Dong. Why don't we contact him secretly and plan something?"

Having made up my mind about the collection, I hurried out.

Zhong Ping knew that Dong Zhuo's banquet today was probably to abolish the establishment of the Liang Dynasty, and his father was determined to get angry.

Therefore, he hid Zhong Ji's sword under his bed in advance and prepared the manuscript early, just waiting for Zhong Ji's return to comfort him.

As a result, Zhongpei didn't even see the shadow of his father.

Zhongpei was confused.

Is Dad a reformed person? It can't be possible... Did I remember wrongly that Dong Zhuo is simply holding a banquet today? This is impossible.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster...

Tanehira's right eye kept twitching.

Dad, you won’t hold back any big moves again, will you? Can you take it easy? Your son, my heart can’t bear it...

Zhongping soon knew what Zhongji's ultimate move was. As expected, it was still an assassination, but now his father was not fighting alone.

He formed a group.

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"Father, do you really want to assassinate me?"

Zhongping asked seriously.

After all, he is his father, and he can’t resist, so what else can he do? Of course, he chooses to support him.

"Tiger."

Zhongji gently touched Zhongping's head.

"If you are a minister to others, the king will worry about his ministers' labor, and the king will humiliate his ministers to death."

"You have to remember that my family's food is the fortune of the Han Dynasty, and I should be loyal to the Han Dynasty!"

"My child understands."

Zhong Ping knew that he actually did not understand Zhong Ji's die-hard loyalty to the Han Dynasty.

His understanding of terms such as "Three Cardinal Guidelines and Five Constant Rules" and "Loyalty to the Emperor and Observance of Properties" is really shallow. He can only base himself on the requirements of exam-oriented education. He engraved these superficial thoughts into the muscles of his hands in exchange for clear price tags.

's score.

Even though he has been in this era for thirteen years and is receiving the influence of seed collection every day, he still cannot transfer these thoughts from his fingers to his brain.

Maybe the modern cramming education has given me antibodies?

Sometimes Tanehira feels strange. He has been relived for thirteen years, so why can't he become a pure ancient person?

Maybe it's because he just stayed in the small circle drawn for him by the editor and never really understood everything around him?

The level of seeding is unknown.

He always had a strange feeling of separation.

Especially after Beimang Mountain.

The familiar history is rolling forward, but it makes him, a man in the torrent of time, feel illusory.

This is more like a game for which you have read the walkthrough, or a novel whose ending is already known.
To be continued...