I, Dong Zhuo, love the people like a son

This flattery was exquisite, and Old Dong cheerfully agreed.I just vaguely heard that when Cai Yong excitedly told Cai Yan the news, the next day the food was too salty to swallow.

"Brother-in-law..." Cai Wan didn't care about these things, and asked eagerly, "What exactly is marriage?"

"Get married..." Old Dong didn't know how to explain it, so he could only simply say, "It's just that a man and a woman think each other is very good, and they will live together from now on, and they will never be separated."

"Does that mean we have to be together when we eat in the future, and you can eat whatever you eat?"

"Hmm..." Old Dong didn't understand her brain circuit, nodded and said, "It's like this under normal circumstances."

Then, Cai Wan looked at Old Dong seriously.

Then he stretched out his tender little hand, touched his face, nodded in approval, and said amazingly: "Brother-in-law, why don't you marry me too?"

At that time, Old Dong felt a thunderbolt in his mind, his ears were full of echoes, and the cheerful smile on his face froze instantly.

"Nonsense!" Fortunately, Cai Yong appeared at this time, snatched Cai Wan from Lao Dong's arm, and stretched out his hand to beat him: "For some food, it's fine if you sell Yan'er, and now even the Cai family's I don't want any face!"

Seeing this, Old Dong came to his senses and hurried to stop him: "Yue Zhang..."

"What father-in-law?"

"That's what uncle means."

"You and Yan'er are not yet married, I'm still not your uncle!" Cai Yong was furious and didn't give old Dong any face.

Then Old Dong was overjoyed, and said: "If you say that, then this old man..."

"This old man is here, do you dare to call yourself?"

"Cai Bojie!" Unexpectedly, the old Dong was suddenly furious, and said, "You said that the old man has not yet married Yan'er, so the old man is the prime minister of the court!"

Cai Yong fell silent for a moment, and the hand held in mid-air by Old Dong lost all strength.

Old Dongcai saved Cai Wan with a smile again, and said intentionally: "Uncle... Before the Northern Expedition, I ordered you to compile the classics and general meanings, and collect the classics and classics of the past dynasties to publish in the world, as the textbooks for the subsequent imperial examinations."

"Now that ink engraving has been researched, how come there are no teaching materials yet?"

"Yes, why is there no shadow yet?" Cai Wan, who was hiding behind Old Dong, came out angrily to help.

Seeing the way his elbows turned outward, Cai Yong was almost pissed off.But after a little movement, Old Dong made a nasal sound: "Huh?..."

"Xiangguo, writing history is the foundation of the country's literary industry..." Cai Yong had no choice but to explain.

Just halfway through the conversation, Old Dong snorted again, turning his head at a 45-degree angle: "Then you are teaching me how to do things?"

"I dare not to be humble."

Cai Yan, who went out and saw this scene, didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

In the end, he optimized and combined the two, and was directly laughed at: "In the fourth year of Xiping, Yilang's father at that time felt that the scriptures were a long time ago from the writings of sages, and there were many mistakes in the writing.

"I then played together with Wuguan Zhonglang Jiangtang Xidian, Guanglu doctor Yang Ci, admonishing doctor Ma Rixun, Yilang Zhang Xun, Han Shuo, Taishi Ling Shanyang and others, please correct the text of the "Six Classics."

As he spoke, he walked towards Old Dong, twisted his younger sister's face in front of Old Dong, and then continued: "After the approval of the first emperor, my father wrote "Book", "Poem", "Li", "Yi", " The Spring and Autumn Annals, Gongyang Zhuan, and the Seven Confucian Classics of the Analects are written on the stele, which is Xiping, and it is already the most orthodox and authoritative scriptures in the world."

Does Old Dong know about this?

Of course he knew that even the engraving had already been carved.

He is bullying Cai Yong.

Even if he said this, he could still say many excuses such as too few scriptures and not enough richness.

But when Cai Yan said these words, Old Dong naturally shut up.

Even if Cai Wan hugged his thigh pitifully and asked him to take care of his own vicious woman, he pretended not to see it.

Even when she took Cai Yan into the car and left, she could still hear Cai Wan sigh sadly: "My husband is not strong, how can we shake up the world?...Brother-in-law, you have changed. Since you got engaged to sister, you don't love me anymore."

Therefore, when the carriage left, it was accompanied by the lamentation and scolding of the old father, and the loud crying of the poor cute baby...

……

This time the two did not go shopping in the market. After all, Luoyang is now more prosperous than last year, and Lao Dong's reputation among the people has also increased. If he shows up again, it may cause security problems.

Especially since the two got engaged recently, the daughter's family has a thin skin.

In case someone at the market congratulates on 'early birth' or something, Cai Yan probably won't be in the car, but will hide under the car...

So the two went out of Kaiyang Gate all the way to the Luoshui River in the south of Luoyang.

It just so happened that the weather was not bad, although it was unavoidably hot, but I found a big tree with shade on the river beach, spread out a mat and served melon and fruit snacks, and the feeling of picnic came out immediately.

At this time, without old Dong taking the initiative, Cai Yan was already snuggling beside him very naturally.

Then, relying on a woman's keen sixth sense, she found that Old Dong didn't respond, so she stood up and frowned, "But what's on your mind?"

Old Dong has nothing on his mind, it's just that his mind is very pure at this moment.

But in order not to wear clothes, he could only wipe his face with a sad face, nodded and said: "It's too difficult for the old man, Yan'er, I've been under a lot of pressure recently..."

"Oh?..." Cai Yan obviously didn't believe it, her almond eyes were full of 'making it up, you continue making it up'.

"First of all, the first thing is that this old man can't figure out why some men don't like women. Moreover, that woman is very white and rich."

"Tiao'er is upright and pretty, needless to say, with long legs, especially breasts... Ahem, no matter what my elder brother says, it's for filial piety, the most important thing is to have scheming and courage, and the dowry is also very generous."

"Are you talking about that girl from the Zhen family?"

Cai Yan was also in Hohhot at that time, and had heard about the Zhen family: "Zilong, Wenyuan, Fang Li, and Gongming haven't agreed yet?"

"No." Old Dong smiled wryly, and said, "I didn't dare to tell the Zhen family about this, for fear that the young lady of the Zhen family would be so angry that she would jump into the well."

"Later, I thought it was impossible to introduce it to Zhang Fei, but after all, Zhang Fei is not the confidant of the old man's direct line, and the fat water has flowed into the field of outsiders, and the old man is reluctant."

"Forget about Gongming, he already has a sweetheart; Zilong is a good-looking talent, and there will be no shortage of good matches in the future; as for Fang Li..." Speaking of Gao Shun, Cai Yan couldn't help laughing: "Fang Li also has a marriage contract, you Isn't this trying to make things difficult for others?"

"Fang Li has a marriage contract?" Old Dong really didn't know, and then he was grateful that there must be a mistress at home, so he can take care of this for him.

"Only Wen Yuan is focused on Jingping the frontier and restoring the unfulfilled wish of his ancestors. If he is allowed to marry the daughter of Zhen's family, it will surely dispel some of his obsessions, right?"

"Alas..." Old Dong shook his head when he heard the words, spread his hands and said, "But he seems to be confused, it's Zhang Liao and Zhang Wenyuan now, not the unfeminine Tang monk Tang Xuanzang, he's playing tricks."

"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 339 How Do I Know?

Listening to Old Dong talking about something he didn't understand, Cai Yan no longer asked the truth, but just looked at him quietly and smiled softly.

To understand a person is not to be able to understand every word of the other person, but to be able to feel his mood at the moment.

Even if she didn't understand, she continued, "You don't need others to interfere too much in emotional matters. Anyway, that girl from the Zhen family only wants to connect with you in terms of political interests."

"You might as well ask her to come to Luoyang to seek business. If she doesn't want to marry Zilong or Wenyuan, let her pursue it; if she just wants to work as soon as possible, she will marry your other confidantes soon."

Old Dong was taken aback, and stretched out his hand to embrace her in his arms: "With a good wife like you, what can I ask for?"

Cai Yan smiled knowingly, nodded and said: "I also can't figure out why you have such good luck to marry a woman like me who is both beautiful and intelligent."

"Yo?...Are you proud so soon?" Old Dong also laughed, and then said: "The old man is not only worried about this little thing about men and women, but also about major events in the world."

"How big is it?" Cai Yan was puzzled, and said, "This time, the Bingzhou has been leveled, and the Xiongnu and most of the Xianbei have also surrendered to you. Under An Rong's policy, the entire Han Dynasty has basically been peaceful, how much more can you worry about?" ?”

"It's not too big. It's just Yizhou, half of Liangzhou, and the Taihang Mountains, plus Qingzhou, Yanzhou, and Henan." When he said this, Old Dong couldn't help but sighed: "It's a bit of a stretch to say." Disappointed, before the old man entered Luoyang, there were only so many turbulent places in the world."

"It turned out to be more than a year of jumping up and down, and the tricks were also fancy, but after careful comparison, I found that at best, the time was fiddled with two years ago."

"You can't say that." At this moment, Cai Yan became angry instead, and said, "If Luoyang hadn't been ruled by you, the world would be in chaos and chaos, and the building would already be falling."

"Thanks to the mercy of the heavens, you were allowed to fish in troubled waters and take charge of the court of the Han Dynasty. Since then, you have promoted commerce, eliminated courtiers, stabilized the government, suppressed turmoil, promoted new policies, equalized the rich and the poor, and harmonized Rongdi..."

As he spoke, he looked at Old Dong with gratitude in his clear eyes: "You seem to have only turned back the time two years ago, but in fact you have saved a dynasty."

"Such a world-class career can only be achieved by a famous official who can repair the gaps in the sky, and there will definitely be great books and praises in the history of later generations."

While talking, she casually picked up a branch.

After sketching randomly on the ground, he suddenly stepped on the ground: "As for Yizhou, Yanzhou, Qingzhou, Yuzhou, and half of Liangzhou and Taihang Mountains, it's nothing more than your kicking in the future. Why do you have to sigh and belittle yourself here?"

After the voice fell, it was discovered that there was no movement at Old Dong's place.

Cai Yan raised his head again, only to realize that he was looking at him suspiciously.She couldn't help touching her face strangely, and said, "What are you looking at, is there something on my face?"

"Have."

"What? Where?"

"It's like putting honey on your mouth." Old Dong laughed and said, "Let me wipe it off with your mouth quickly..."

"Aiya! You... you disciple, you..." Cai Yan was so ashamed, blushing, swung her small pink fist, and beat him several times bitterly.

……

"By the way, since you are thinking about those places, do you have a countermeasure?" Cai Yan asked honestly leaning in his arms again after arguing.

"Why do you ask such a question?" Old Dong was a little surprised, wondering how she could guess so accurately.

"Tch..." Cai Yan rolled his eyes, full of the charm and essence of his old Dong: "Things that make you miss, can escape your clutches, can you not hold back your thoughts and plan?"

"Well, it makes sense." Old Dong looked at Cai Yan in his arms and nodded, realizing that this question was really superfluous: the answer is unclear.

"If you hadn't been my wife soon, and you knew so much, the old man would have murdered me."

Old Dong sighed when he heard the words, then sighed a long time, and said: "It's a pity that you have lost your soul. In the future, you can only work hard to create people and import them..."

Cai Yan is going to explode again.

But this time, Old Dong was on guard, before she jumped up, he quickly subdued and said: "Okay... I'm going to have a showdown with you, don't pretend, I do have plans for those forces."

"The three prefectures of Henan, Yan, and Qing, the old man is too lazy to lead troops to pacify them himself, and intends to hand them over to Sun Cao and Liu."