I, Dong Zhuo, love the people like a son

As expected of being the future governor of the Wu Kingdom, Zhou Yu smiled slightly and was immediately charming: "In the future, even if the leaders of the Qianghu tribe realize it, they will be like birds in a cage, unable to escape the hands of the prime minister."

"Well, there's no way around it. The Qianghu tribes have only now developed to the stage of primitive slavery, and private property is extremely scarce."

Old Dong acted as if no one was around, and began to say something that others could not understand.

"The old man can only borrow the hands of those leaders to let the Qiang people get rich first, so that they can balance the rich and the poor, suppress the powerful, and live a life no less than that of the Han people."

Seeing the two flirting with each other and answering one-on-one, Sima Yi on the other side was so jealous that his face was beyond recognition: Ever since Zhou Yu came over last year, my father doesn't love me so much...

Although he was annoying and even irritating and angry before, but looking back now, it was full of love.

Only when there is one person who cares about you, will you beat for kiss, scold for love, or kick if you don't have enough kiss.And when he empathizes with another and no longer loves you, that kind of indifference and indifference is the biggest harm!

"Father, there are fathers in the four counties. The policy of 'business transactions, equal treatment' has gradually begun to become formal. The discussion field has not only been opened, but also gradually improved."

Finally finding a gap, Sima Yi quickly interjected, "Especially last year's winter tax, which is no less than the annual income of several counties, making the imperial court abundant."

"Oh?..." Old Dong smiled and asked, "What does Yi'er mean by that?"

"My son wants to say, now that my father is in the middle of the Sizhou Guanzhong, and the food, grass, soldiers and horses are very rich, he should look outside the customs, become bigger and stronger, and create greater glories!"

"It's just spring this year. Although the weather is suitable, it's better than using troops when the autumn is not clear and the grass grows and the horses are fat?" Old Dong's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and there was a trace of hesitation on his face.

"Father, don't be negligent. Now the whole world seems to be Han soil."

Seeing old Dong's hesitation, Sima Yi was immediately fooled, and said in a quick tone: "However, Zhang Lu cut off the important roads and established himself as a political religion in Hanzhong; Liu Zhang in Shuchuan is even more arrogant, and the carriages and horses canopy are all made by the Emperor's Ritual."

"Yuan Shu in Nanyang acted recklessly and never accepted; Liu Yao, who took refuge in Huaipu, also took the opportunity to make waves, colluded with bandits and bandits to stand on his own, and fought against Chen Wen, the governor of Yangzhou."

"The most hateful one is Yuan Shao from Bohai." As he spoke, he took out a note from his bosom and said, "This is the news from the embroiderer envoy, saying that Yuan Shao is rebellious. Since the Son of Heaven is young and under the care of his father, For the reason of being under control, I want to abolish the emperor and elect Liu Yu, a Han clan relative and Youzhou shepherd, as emperor!"

"Not only that, Yuan Shao also secretly created momentum, and sent people to take a walk in the two states of Hebei and You, with the prophecy of 'Four stars will meet at Jiwei, and gods and men will be divided in Yan'. At the same time, he also said that someone found a piece of land in Jiyin County. The jade seal, with the words 'Yu is the Son of Heaven' written on it."

"Heh..." Old Dong couldn't help sneering when he heard the words, and said: "Sure enough, it's only the winter of the new year after hibernation, and these jumping clowns can't hold back one by one."

Then he looked at Sima Yi again: "By the way, how is Yuan Shao's plan going?"

"Not how..."

Sima Yi sighed and shook his head, seeming to be somewhat regretful: "Yuan Shao first contacted Jizhou Mu Han Fu, but Han Fu was jealous of his previous annexation of soldiers and horses, and did not reply."

"Yuan Shao conspired with Cao Cao later, but Cao Cao firmly disagreed. He had no choice but to write a letter to Yuan Shu, and he was scolded as 'the adopted son of a maid pretends to be smart'."

"and then?"

"Then Yuan Shao still insisted on going his own way, and sent the former Lelang prefect Zhang Qi and other superiors to Liu Yu. Liu Yu refused to accept it, and cursed Yuan Shao as a traitor, so he gave up."

"Well, it's understandable." Old Dong chuckled, and analyzed, "Don't think that Yuan Shao's actions are quite funny, it's just an afterthought about success or failure."

"Everyone, don't forget that since those Kwantung thieves attacked the old man last year, they have not recognized the present day, and their goal is to restore King Hongnong. At the same time, this is also the bond that binds them together, and it is the justice of their rebellion sex."

"It's a pity that the old man gave them a chance, but they were useless."

"Especially that guy Yuan Shao, as the leader of the old man's alliance, he was directly beaten to death by the old man, and his reputation plummeted. If he wants to save his respect, what should he do?"

"Establish another emperor, seek political legitimacy, and fight against us?" Everyone present is an excellent politician, and even the youngest Sima Yi blurted out.

"That's right, Yuan Shao wanted to do it again by setting up another emperor. Yi'er only said that Han Fu, Cao Cao, and Yuan Shu didn't agree, but the old man heard that those idiots in Kanto agreed."

"Since Dad also knows this, he should give them a thunderous blow before they become successful, and let them fully understand the fate of being an enemy of the orthodoxy of the Han Dynasty!" Hearing this, Sima Yi realized that he had been teased.

However, my heart suddenly felt warm. What happened to this long-lost touch?

Sure enough, Dad still hasn't forgotten me...

"Well, the old man actually has the same intention." Old Dong smiled slightly, looked at Sima Yi and said, "Then according to Yi'er's words, where should the old man send troops?"

"Should we destroy Yuan Shu, the legitimate son of the fourth generation and the third lord first; or should the troops come to Yecheng and frighten Han Fu into surrendering; or send troops out of Hulao Pass to cut off Yuan Shao's followers?"

Just as Sima Yi was about to speak, someone came to report from outside the door: "Xiangguo, Taiwei Huangfusong sent someone to ask to see him!"

At this moment, all the people in the room couldn't help understanding, and smiled slightly: It seems that someone has already chosen the target...

"Brother Shen!"

"Ok!"

Shen Changqing was walking on the road, and when he met someone he knew, he would say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who.

Everyone's face has no superfluous expressions, as if they are very indifferent to everything.

In this regard.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Ministry of Suppression, it is an organization that maintains the stability of Daqin. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone had a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The town magic department is very big.

Those who can stay in the Town Demon Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two occupations, one is the guardian envoy and the other is the demon slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts from the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then he was promoted step by step, and finally he was expected to become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest-ranked slayer.

Has the memory of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Town Demon Division.

It didn't take too long, Shen Changqing stopped in front of an attic.

Different from other places full of chills in the Demon Suppression Division, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different tranquility in the bloody Suppression Demon Division.

At this time, the door to the attic was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing just hesitated for a moment, then stepped inside.

Enter the attic.

Circumstances have changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood rushed towards his face, causing his brows to instinctively wrinkle, but then quickly stretched.

There is almost no way to clean the bloody smell on everyone in the Zhen Mosi.

Chapter 294 Bingzhou is a Good Place

"Yan'er, the old man is also reluctant to leave Beijing. Isn't this just the time when Mrs. Guo died of illness, so I have to rush over to offer incense sticks to him?" Old Dong said helplessly in the carriage driving on Tuntian Road in the outskirts of the city.

Yesterday, I was discussing with my confidants, civil and military, which hostile force should be attacked, and the Taiwei Huangfusong sent someone to inform: Guo Tai, the chieftain of Baibo bandits in Bingzhou, died of illness.

"Heh, do you have that kindness for the weasel to offer incense to the chicken?" Cai Yan gave him a blank look, and said, "I'm too embarrassed to tell you what you want to do in Bingzhou!"

"What else can I do?..."

Old Dong looked puzzled again, and said: "Just go to Bingzhou and Yizhen to persuade the people, don't follow the Baibo bandits to rebel and make trouble, what's the benefit of mixing with them, what are you going to do if you go hungry for nine meals in three days?"

"Well, then what?"

"Then let the people put down their swords and guns and farm the land with peace of mind. As long as they don't rebel, the old man will plant potatoes to support them..."

Cai Yan tried her best to hold back her laughter, but when she thought of the scene of Lao Dong digging potatoes in the field and pitifully begging the white wave thief, she finally couldn't help but let out a 'puchi'.

Suddenly, it was like a hundred flowers in full bloom, as bright as a cloud of brocade.

Of course, Old Dong understood what she was worried about, and after seeing Cai Yan smiled, he continued: "Besides, this time I will beat the Wei family when I pass by Hedong this time."

"Knock on the Wei family?"

"That's right." Old Dong nodded, and said, "You and Wei Zhongdao only have the name of husband and wife, but not the reality of husband and wife. It's affection to keep filial piety for them, and it's duty to not keep them. As a result, the Wei family still smacked their noses, no I know that my eyebrows are high and my eyes are low."

Hearing this, Cai Yan's heart burst into joy, and Zhenshou couldn't help but hang down.The most is the tenderness of bowing the head, like a shy water lotus that does not catch the cool breeze.

For more than a year, she and old Dong have done everything they should do, and what they shouldn't... er, haven't done it yet.

After all, she was born in a scholarly family, so she can't do anything beyond the etiquette; secondly, Old Dong doesn't force her, after all, powerful and powerful, many people will take the initiative to jump on her.

But this is not the point.

The point is that the two have been in love for more than a year, like a trickle of spring water, and it has already come to fruition.

If you want to give up filial piety and hold a wedding, even Old Dong can't force it, and it's even more inconvenient for her to say that it is most appropriate for the Wei family to take the initiative.

"You are nineteen years old this year, and you will be an old lady in her twenties after more than one more year of filial piety." Seeing Xia Fei's cheeks blushing and joyful at this moment, Lao Dong started to do it without hesitation at all.

It's strange to say that when I met Cai Yan before, she was gentle and graceful, but it gave people a sense of indifferent alienation.

But as the relationship heated up, especially after Xiangguo's mansion, and even the whole Luoyang City knew that she must be Mrs. Xiangguo, she became shy more obviously.

The matter between men and women is one advance and one retreat, one attack and one defense, of course Old Dong understands.

It is because of understanding that the more you see Cai Yan's soft and weak appearance, the more you can't help but tease her.

Sure enough, Cai Yan's shy expression instantly became dangerous, and he pinched the soft flesh around Lao Dong's waist and began to wreak havoc: "Do you think I'm old, don't you... I don't think you're old yet!"

"Where does the old man dare to dislike you? It means that I can't wait a long time ago. I have lived a good life with you."

Although the old waist hurt a little, Old Dong still said these words slowly and firmly.It was so numb that even I felt goosebumps all over my body.

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After the words fell, Cai Yan was like a swan suddenly shot by an arrow, her delicate body froze for a moment and then slowly closed her eyes...

Therefore, Old Dong couldn't help but test on the verge of death, and deliberately said: "When we arrive in Bingzhou, I will bring back some beauties from the Huns and Xianbei to be concubines, and let them serve you well, how about it?"

"Do you want to die!……"

……

After spending several days with Cai Yan on outings and calming down the backyard, the old Dong immediately started the strategic planning of marching into the state.

"The target that Huangfu Yizhen chose for this old man is really good." Looking at Bingzhou on the sand table simulation map, his eyes greedily looked at the alluring and delicate body of Queen Mother He.

Dian Wei scratched his head and asked in doubt, "Is it really good?"

This time the troops were marched to exterminate the Baibo bandits. Being from a poor background, he still had some sympathy for those peasant brothers who were forced to rebel.

As a hunk, he was more willing to fight Yuan Shu, Zhang Miao, and Liu Dai.

"You don't understand, Bingzhou is very important."

Old Dong shook his head and said: "This place is like a man's lifeblood, it can't be exposed everywhere, or it can be left alone...but it must not be left out!"

Such a vivid metaphor instantly made Dian Wei realize the importance of the matter, but he still only knew what it was and didn't know why: "Is it really... so important?"

"En." Old Dong nodded again, then looked at Xun Yu: "Wen Ruo, come and talk to him."

"Bingzhou is located between two valleys, so it got its name. Its plains are fertile, sparsely populated, and rich in water and grass. It is a granary that the imperial court cannot give up."

Xun Yu whispered, and said: "Besides, this place is close to Rongdi. Everyone is trained in war preparation, and they are strong in strength. Shooting and hunting are the first, and it is a place for elite soldiers."

As he spoke, he couldn't help looking at Lu Bu and Zhang Liao, and said, "General Lu and Captain Zhang were born in Bingzhou, which is evident."

Xun You, who had been looking at the simulation map of the sand table, couldn't help but speak.

"Bingzhou is not only a source of granaries and soldiers, but more importantly, if we can quickly quell the Baibo rebellion this time, we will be able to bow down to Jizhou, so that Han Fu dare not have more disagreements."

"If there is a change in the Central Plains, we can also go south to Hanoi to send troops to attack Zhang Miao and Liu Dai... In short, it seems that we have gained nothing by pacifying Bingzhou, but we can be more calm in terms of strategy."

Hearing this, Old Dong couldn't help but add: "Not only that, the Baibo bandits are now entrenched in Hedong, delaying the mining of the Hedong Salt Pond... Those white salts are all my money!"

"And Bingzhou also has a lot of iron ore, and the smelting technology is quite developed."

"In addition, Wang Yun's hometown is full of coal underground! It's still shallow coal that can be mined in large quantities without digging deep..."

As he said that, Old Dong's breath became short of breath, and his eyeballs turned red: "Salt and iron have been the foundation of national taxation since ancient times, and coal is now an important source of taxation for the court..."

"The past few years of Baibo's rebellion, how much money this old man has lost!"

Hearing this, even if Dian Wei didn't know much about politics, he completely understood: there are salt, iron, coal, granaries, and soldiers. It can be said that Bingzhou is a place of hegemony, and no one can see such a piece of fat. eat.