Jagged Huaxiong

Finally, someone stood up in the hall and pointed at Hua Xiong and cursed.

"Take it."

Two cold words popped out of Hua Xiong's mouth, and four Jin Yiwei rushed up and pressed the two of them down one by one. Hua Xiong didn't care who those two were, and just took another step forward.

At this step, Hua Xiong had already arrived in front of the little emperor. At this time, not only the ministers in the court hall were nervous, but Zhang Xiu and Wang Fang who were standing outside the hall were also nervous. What is the governor Hua going to do to the emperor?

The old Huangmen who had been serving the little emperor fell to his knees in front of Hua Xiong with a "plop" and said:

"The old slave begs the general to save some face for this big man."

There was no sound in the hall, only the two people held down by Jin Yiwei kept swearing.

"Noisy, cut."

With a sound of "Zla", the two Jinyi guards directly pulled out the embroidered spring knives at their waists. The next moment, "Bang!"

Above, Hua Xiong kicked open the old yellow door that was kneeling on the ground, and said coldly: "It's the first time I've heard of such a thing as face..." Speaking of this, Hua Xiong raised his head, Looking at the ten-year-old emperor, he continued, "Is there anyone else asking for it?"

As he said that, Hua Xiong raised the Xiuchun knife in his hand, and fear finally appeared in the little emperor's numb eyes. This kind of fear was never brought to him even by Dong Zhuo!

There was an uproar among the officials, "Hua Dudu can't!"

However, the Xiuchun knife that was held high still fell down!

"Pfft!"

The Xiuchun Knife in Hua Xiong's hand pierced the old Huangmen's neck directly, and the hot blood splashed Hua Xiong's face along with the fishy smell, as well as the little emperor's face.

"I know your majesty's suffering, and I know what your majesty has in mind. Today, I don't do anything else, just want to let this minister who is loyal to your majesty know that this minister is not easy to bully."

With that said, Hua Xiong turned around and said to the officials in the main hall: "From now on, if Wang Long is not captured and returned here for a moment, I will kill all the ministers in the hall. If Wang Long is not brought back, When all the officials in the hall are dead and no one can kill..."

As he said that, Hua Xiong turned his head and looked at the ten-year-old little emperor Liu Xie, his eyes were full of coldness and madness!

"This governor killed the big man emperor."

Outside the north gate of Luoyang City, on the official road to Mengjin, a group of carriages was heading north.

Wang Longan was sitting in the carriage, his face was full of complacency, he opened the curtain on the carriage, poked his head out, glanced in the direction of Luoyang, and said bitterly: "Unfortunately, I can't see Hua Xiong with my own eyes. It looks like that guy was cut to pieces with knives."

Sitting next to Wang Long was a young man whose eyebrows and universe were somewhat similar to Wang Long. The young man said to Wang Long worriedly: "Father, we have offended Dong Zhuo to death."

Hearing the young man talking about Dong Zhuo, Wang Long's eyes flashed with disdain, and he said, "Dong Zhuo is no more than a warrior in Liangzhou, so how did he get into the imperial court? Xianer, don't look at Dong Zhuo's high position and power now, this big man From Emperor Gaozu to the present, the warriors who rely on military affairs to disrupt the country can only enjoy that short moment, and finally standing in the court for a long time is us, the scholars of our aristocratic families."

Wang Long's words seemed to ease the cloud on Wang Xian's forehead. Thinking of what happened to his cousin, he couldn't help clenching his fists and said, "One day, I will make Hua Xiong pay for my two brothers' lives!"

Seeing his son's statement, Wang Long said with relief:

"The Jizhou shepherd Han Fu has a close relationship with this old man. This time we crossed the Yellow River from Mengjin, and then crossed Hanoi to go to Jizhou. He will definitely treat this old man as a guest. He will definitely not let our family suffer. The feudal lords have achieved great success in begging the thieves, and we will return to Luoyang, and then the old man will be the minister in the court again! Hahaha!"

Just when Wang Long and Wang Xian were full of infinite longing for the future, the carriage that was moving forward suddenly stopped, and Wang Long asked dissatisfiedly:

"What's wrong? Why stop?"

"Master Shangshu, where are you going?"

Suddenly, a clear voice came from outside the carriage, and Wang Long's heart sank to the bottom.

Chapter 57 Two Boxes of Gold

I'm afraid Wang Long never imagined in most of his life that one day the lives of hundreds of officials and emperors in the Han Dynasty would be tied to him.

Outside the north gate of Luoyang City, on the official road to Mengjin, a group of carriages drove north in the dark night.

As early as in the afternoon, when Wang Long came back from Wang Yun's mansion, he arranged for all his family members to leave Luoyang. At this time, Wang Longan was sitting in the carriage with a look of satisfaction on his face. Standing out, he glanced in the direction of Luoyang, and said bitterly: "It's a pity, I can't see that guy Hua Xiong being torn to pieces with his own eyes."

Sitting next to Wang Long was a young man whose eyebrows and universe were somewhat similar to Wang Long. The young man said to Wang Long worriedly: "Father, we have offended Dong Zhuo to death."

Hearing the young man talking about Dong Zhuo, Wang Long's eyes flashed with disdain, and he said, "Dong Zhuo is no more than a warrior in Liangzhou, so how did he get into the imperial court? Xianer, don't look at Dong Zhuo's high position and power now, this big man From Emperor Gaozu to the present, the warriors who rely on military affairs to disrupt the country can only enjoy that short moment, and finally standing in the court for a long time is us, the scholars of our aristocratic families."

Wang Long's words seemed to ease the cloud on Wang Xian's forehead. Thinking of what happened to his cousin, he couldn't help clenching his fists and said, "One day, I will make Hua Xiong pay for my two brothers' lives!"

Seeing his son's statement, Wang Long said with relief:

"The Jizhou shepherd Han Fu has a close relationship with this old man. This time we crossed the Yellow River from Mengjin, and then crossed Hanoi to go to Jizhou. He will definitely treat this old man as a guest. He will definitely not let our family suffer. The feudal lords have achieved great success in begging the thieves, and we will return to Luoyang, and then the old man will be the minister in the court again! Hahaha!"

Just when Wang Long and Wang Xian were full of infinite longing for the future, the carriage that was moving forward suddenly stopped, and Wang Long asked dissatisfiedly:

"What's wrong? Why stop?"

"Master Shangshu, where are you going?"

Suddenly, a clear voice came from outside the carriage, and Wang Long's heart sank to the bottom.

First of all, he is not familiar with this voice, and the owner of this voice knows that he is Wang Long, and it seems that the owner of this voice has been waiting for him here for a while. The connection of these three situations immediately made Wang Long break out in a cold sweat .

Wang Long opened the curtain and looked out, only to see a handsome young man standing beside the curtain of his carriage, looking at him with a smile on his face.

Wang Long asked, "Who are you?"

The smile on the man's face was even wider, and he said lightly: "Under the command of Hua Xiong, the governor of Xiaoqi, Jin Yiwei has a strict administration of thousands of households!"

Wang Long and his party dragged their families with them, and they were in a carriage. The forward speed was not fast, and the convoy had a big target. The old kite in the sky could be seen from a distance. Different tweeting methods are used to tell the Jinyiwei on the ground what kind of target there is in which direction.

When the old kite made two long and three short tweets to tell Yan Zheng the news of the "north side" and "convoy", Yan Zheng knew that this place must be Wang Long!

If Hua Xiong summoned other troops instead of Jin Yiwei, Wang Long might have escaped him!Luoyang was only tens of miles away from Mengjin, and Wang Long had already walked almost half of the way at this time. If Wang Long got to Mengjin and crossed the Yellow River, he would be out of Dong Zhuo's sphere of influence.

There was no time to be curious about the strange clothes on the other party's body. As soon as Wang Long heard that the man claimed to be under Hua Xiong's command, he hurriedly lowered the curtain, and at the same time kept his whole body away from the curtain on the carriage, and shouted towards the front of the convoy, "Hurry up!"

However, Wang Long's carriage remained motionless, even the carriages in front and behind did not move.

Through the curtain, Yan Zheng said to Wang Long: "Master Wang, your servants will never hear your orders again."

Wang Long's whole body was trembling slightly. Suddenly, Wang Long sniffled, as if he smelled a smell of urine. Wang Long looked down, and there was a yellow "trickle stream" on the carriage floor. ", and the source of this trickle turned out to be the crotch of Wang Xian who just clamored to make Hua Xiong pay for his two brothers' lives.

Wang Long didn't bother to express his disappointment with Wang Xian, and said to Yan Zheng outside the curtain, "What do you want?"

"Under the order of the commander of Xiaoqi, take Sir Wang back to the city."

Wang Long hesitated for a moment and said:

"My whole family is here. There are two boxes of gold on the carriage at the back. I'll give them all to you. Let my father and son go. The rest will be taken away by you and report back to Hua Xiong."

If Wang Long was outside the carriage at this time, he would have noticed that the signature smile on Yan Zheng's face never faded, and Yan Zheng said quietly: "Master Shangshu is really cruel, there are seventeen people in this house If you don’t want it, then you don’t want it, tsk tsk, two boxes of gold are really exciting.”

As soon as Yan Zheng's words came out, Wang Xian immediately saw the hope of living. Wang Xian grabbed Wang Long's hand excitedly, and said in a low voice, "Father..."