Summon the defense tower at the beginning

Chapter 126 Clothes and Belts

There was no wind in the forest, but a traveler coming along the mountain road.

He wore a monk's robe with a white collar and a soap base, and held a Zen stick in his hand.

Perhaps it was because the green cypress trees were so well camouflaged that he hadn't noticed the strangeness of the surrounding mountains and forests, so he followed the mountain road all the way to here.

If ordinary wandering yellow scarf thieves went up the mountain, they would have been shot to death by random arrows at the foot of the mountain, but this person was spared by Qingcheng.

Standing in the green tree house, Chen Jue watched the man go up the mountain from afar, frowning.

"You haven't made a move yet?"

"This kills?"

"That's not it?"

Hearing her rhetorical question, Chen Jue turned his head to look at Qingcheng, but actually felt that the person was walking a little strangely.

Commoner monk?
In the chaotic times of the Three Kingdoms, there were many demons who were extremely wise in the world, but the famous commoner monks were really not very common.

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Here, the defense tower that Chen Jue had delayed for a long time was finally built in the wilderness. Although most of the Yellow Turban bandits are still attacking the city and have no time to go to these barren hills, the hundreds of years of Huangfusong and the big man are still there. It is impossible for the three Zhang Jiao brothers to be able to handle such a big wave.

It won't take long for the defeated Yellow Turban bandits to flee to such mountains and forests and occupy the mountains as kings. Among them, Qingzhou is especially powerful and will become the main force of Cao Mengde's Qingzhou Army in the future.

Naturally, Chen Jue also intended to sit on the sidelines, waiting to recruit a group of people for future needs.

After all, he really doesn't have the energy to spend real money to recruit people.

On the other side, with the strong suppression of Dong Zhuo in Luoyang City, the civil and military officials of the entire dynasty had become resentful. From time to time, nocturnal guests would wander around Luoyang City after the curfew.

Even if he couldn't keep up with the days when Lingdi Liu Hong passed away, he was already very arrogant.

In Luoyang Palace, a thin eunuch covered in blood was dragged across a high threshold by two guards.

Above the main hall, the burly Dong Zhuo has now changed into a square crown, and has long been worshiped as a grand master. He is actually the No. 1 big man today.

"Master Dong, spare me!"

The thin eunuch looked like he was going to die, but when he saw the hall, he seemed to know that if he didn't speak, he would have no chance, so he hurriedly begged for mercy.

Among the guards on the left and right, one of them punched him on the back, interrupting his plea for mercy.

Another person stepped forward quickly and presented a jade belt inlaid with gold and jade.

The silk and satin behind the jade belt were clearly written with lines of small characters, tearfully denouncing Dong Zhuo's tyranny and calling on all the ministers in the world to be diligent.

Dong Zhuo just glanced at it and threw the jade belt aside, lowered his eyelids and said indifferently.

"Who wrote this?"

"It's Your Majesty..."

Before he finished speaking, Dong Zhuo waved his hand indifferently, and the guard with the knife who was holding the man couldn't help but dragged the little eunuch to the door.

At this point, the young eunuch didn't dare to hide it, so he cried out a series of names.

These names implicate two or three out of ten people in the court today, and their influence is so great that they must not have dared to deal with them lightly when Emperor Ling was in power.

But in the hands of Dong Zhuo, even if he knew that the forces behind them could not be eradicated, it was worth giving them a slap in the face in front of the world.

"Grand Master, wait a moment."

As soon as Dong Zhuo had murderous intentions in his heart, someone from the side of the hall spoke to stop him.

"Now that the Han Dynasty is in danger, if we attack too harshly, I am afraid that the major families will be dissatisfied."

"Confession? Dong Zhuo wants them to obey me when I return to Luoyang?"

"..."

This sentence was not surprising, but it fell into the ears of the handsome scholar under the hall, but he couldn't answer it.

His name is Li Ru, he is from a well-known family of farmers, he is well-educated, he is awarded a Ph. direction.

"Those who are implicated in the clothes and belts will be punished by the first three clans, and the remaining civil servants and generals will all be punished by the nine clans."

Dong Zhuo waved his hand lightly, and the two guards with swords on the main hall led away, leaving only Li Ru and other think tanks with ugly faces.

You must know that before entering Luoyang, they were all single-mindedly thinking about how to help Dong Zhuo rebuild his reputation step by step, weigh the power of the major families, get their support, and rule the world.

But what Dong Zhuo is doing now is undoubtedly far from the expectations and calculations of the think tanks.

Dong Zhuo, who was above the main hall, inadvertently saw the expressions on everyone's faces, but he himself remained silent and did not express anything at all.

After a while, he asked indifferently.

"Where will Pioneer be?"

"Report to Grand Master, today is Situ Wangyun's family banquet."

Between the words, the guard with the knife who replied did not say where Lu Bu had gone, but only mentioned Wang Yun, and it seemed that he had already reported this matter to Dong Zhuo.

Hearing Wang Yun's name, Dong Zhuo's expressionless face was covered with a rare layer of gloom. Even though he is now running amok in Luoyang City, but hearing the name of this little Situ, his face is very different. It suddenly became extremely ugly.

In fact, it was not Wang Yun that Dong Zhuo was afraid of, but the woman Wang Yun had recruited into his family, a stunning beauty who would conquer the country.

The city of Luoyang outside the palace is as bustling as it has been for more than 300 years. There is an endless flow of merchants from south to north in the thirteen squares on the street, and all kinds of rare things can be found in all directions.

Beyond the lively streets and alleys, there is a criss-cross compound in a corner of the city center, named Sifang Lane, where the residences of officials of all sizes are located.

One of the inconspicuous royal residences was bustling and noisy for a long time.

Situ is one of the Six Ministers, second only to the Sangong, and he can be regarded as a talking figure in the court.

It's just that when Lingdi Liu Hong was there, he couldn't control the court structure, so that the business of buying and selling such officials appeared endlessly, and now that the world was full of wars, the name of Situ was no longer as prestigious as it used to be.

In the eyes of the residents near Sifang Lane, Situ Wangyun has always been a Confucian, low-key and humble person who would not even set off firecrackers during the New Year. He did not expect that the mansion is so lively now.

From time to time, passers-by can't help but take a look at it. Unfortunately, they can only see the high wall of the red gate, and they can't tell what the situation is.

In Wang Yun's mansion, a group of maids took small steps, carrying a jug of wine, walked quickly into the small hall of the side courtyard, and came out again in a blink of an eye.

Between coming and going, in a hurry, I don't know how much wine was sent in.

The strange thing is that Jin Ling'er rang continuously in the small hall, as if someone was watching a play and dancing, but there was no sound of speaking.

Looking from the carved wooden window, in the small hall with simple decoration, a strong man wearing ferocious tiger armor, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, majestic and extraordinary, was picking up wine bottles one after another to drink.

A pair of tiger eyes are staring at a woman in the small hall intently.

The strange thing is that the woman didn't dance, but yawned and curled her lips in boredom.

(End of this chapter)