I, Dong Zhuo, love the people like a son

At that moment, a group of soldiers entered the hall carrying several large boxes.Old Dong opened one of the boxes, pointed to the money and silk inside and said, "These are the salary that the imperial court reissued to Zhang Ping, which is hardly comparable to yours."

As he said that, he opened another mouth: "These armors are also the latest style, much stronger and lighter than the ones you wear. The blades are also made of steel, they cut iron like mud, and are extremely sharp."

Finally, he pointed to the outside and said: "There are still a large number of Lumi, which are reissued to the soldiers... As long as the Black Bandit is suppressed, there will be no shortage of these in the future."

"This, this..." Looking at the money and silk armor piled up in front of him, Zhang Damu couldn't help breathing quickly: "What Xiangguo said is true?"

"Of course it's true."

Old Dong You didn't think he was affectionate, so he patted Zhang Damu on the shoulder again: "It's all my fault for letting my brothers hide in the mountains and forests all these years, so I can't eat well or sleep well."

"I still have to fight wits and bravery with those vicious bandits. I'm just here now. I'm really sorry for my brothers!"

"Xiangguo, don't say that. In fact, we..." Zhang Damu was excited for a moment, and it was obvious that he was going to tell the truth next.

Fortunately, Zhang Yan coughed twice deliberately at this time, and he suddenly woke up, and then said: "I, I wait... I also hope that Xiangguo will come sooner day and night!"

Then, he glanced at Zhang Yan again.

Zhang Yan remained calm and shook his right hand slightly.

Zhang Damu understood, and made a embarrassed look, saying: "Xiangguo misses you, and I am very touched. But this matter is of great importance, and I have to go back and report to Zhang Shuai before I can give Xiangguo an answer."

"Well, don't worry..." Old Dong waved his hands and said in a very angry voice: "It is difficult to send someone back to discuss with Zhang Ping. We must screen out the righteous men who sincerely submit to the imperial court, and we must not let people touch the water." fish."

"After all, according to the regulations, there are only five places for Zhang Pingnan this time. If you don't know who you are, and you choose the wrong person, you will be implicated in the future."

"Also, there is still a quota limit?" Zhang Damu was stunned, a little stunned: "Also, will you be implicated?"

"Isn't that great?" Old Dong turned his head, then pointed to his head, and asked, "Look at the old man's head, is it very big and round?"

"Absolutely." Zhang Damu couldn't understand again: After all, Lao Dong is now thinner, his face is not as fleshy as before, and his head doesn't look that big.

"Since it's not big and not round, why do you think the old man is round (injustice) big head?"

"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 345 Consensus reached?Reach a consensus!

"Xiangguo, the guard brought by that big eye in the daytime..." At night, Zhao Yun gently awakened the sleeping heart of Old Dong, making him slowly open his eyes.

Before he finished speaking, Old Dong waved his hand: "I know that the man with a lean body and sharp eyes is Zhang Yan."

"Xiangguo knows?" Zhao Yun was a little surprised, and couldn't help asking, "How did you know?"

"Zhang Damu looks at that person from time to time, which naturally arouses the old man's suspicion." Old Dong yawned and didn't even sit up from the bed: "Of course, this is not the main thing."

"The main reason is that the old man remembered that you and Zhang Yan are from the same hometown, and you had contact with him a few years ago. Then you kept staring at that person, so you naturally guessed it."

"..." Zhao Yun was speechless immediately: Well, it turns out that I am the biggest butt.

But he still couldn't figure it out, and then said: "Since Xiangguo already knew his identity, why didn't he reveal it at that time?"

"It's not necessary..." Old Dong was completely sleepy now, and he simply said, "Zhang Yan came here in disguise, probably because he wanted to find out about our army in person."

"This move seems bold and careful, but it is actually a risk, exposing his nature of being strong on the outside but doing things on the inside."

Speaking of this, Old Dong patted the bed beside him, motioned Zhao Yun to sit down and chat with candles at night: "Qi Zilong also saw it, Zhang Damu's attitude is very humble, and he can't wait to comfort the old man."

Zhao Yun, on the other hand, ignored Old Dong's warm invitation and nodded: "So, this time we can subdue the Black Mountain bandits without bloodshed?"

"There is a high probability that the old man will be bloodless here, but after Zhang Yan returns, he may start a massacre."

Seeing that Zhao Yun did not accept the invitation, Old Dong obviously lost interest. He turned over and lay down again, and said, "The one who knows the Black Bandit best is the Black Bandit. The old man only gave him five places, which can almost divide the Black Bandit into two factions."

"One faction is the Zhao'an faction headed by Zhang Yan, and the other faction is the hostile rebel faction. In order to reach a consensus, the two factions will inevitably reach a consensus first."

"In this way, the Black Mountain bandits will be considered calm."

"Xiangguo, is this 'two peaches kill three men'?" Hearing this, Zhao Yun could imagine how the black mountain bandits would be killed in flames and blood flow in rivers in the future.

He felt a little confused.

Intellectually know that such an approach can exchange the greatest benefit with the least cost.But such benefits are achieved with such a vicious strategy, which seems to conflict with his belief in integrity and integrity.

"Xiangguo's actions this time, his subordinates don't know whether it is evil or good..."

"According to your thinking, the old man should lead the loyal soldiers of the big man to wipe out the bandits in Heishan regardless of life and death?" Old Dong smiled and asked softly: "So, the lives of those big men are not important?"

"I don't mean that, I just hope that when Xiangguo calms down the world, he can..."

Having said this, Zhao Yun paused, and suddenly realized that he had nothing to say: "Is there no way for them to lay down their weapons, submit to the court, and live and work in peace?"

"Yes..." Old Dong patted the bed again, and said, "Go to bed early, you will have everything in your dreams."

Zhao Yun's expression was still bewildered, but seeing that Old Dong was snoring afterwards, he retreated wisely.But when I got to the door, I heard old Dong raving again: "Remember to close the door..."

Zhao Yun closed the door lightly, but was soon pushed open again, Dian Wei said in a low voice, "My lord does not explain clearly to Zilong, aren't you afraid that he has a grudge?"

Old Dong immediately became angry: "I thought everyone was like you, I need an explanation!...Come here, lie down next to me, and sleep together!"

When Dian Wei heard this, he was not shy at all, but instead smiled happily: "This is the best, it saves me from staying up all night outside."

......

In the early morning of the second day, Old Dong moved his legs away from Dianwei, with a confused expression on his face: I am so dissolute, have I returned to myself, or have I fallen?Bayi Chinese Network

But thinking that Zhang Yan should take the initiative to show up today, he started to wash up: "Come here."

Unexpectedly, the person who came was not Ban Yue Lai's servant, but Himiko.

Old Dong subconsciously covered his chest for defense, and said in astonishment, "Why are you here again?"

Himiko's astonishment was not small at all.Looking at Dian Wei on the bed, he couldn't believe it: "Xiang, Xiangguo really..."

"What the hell!" Old Dong didn't bother to explain to her, and said again: "Why are you haunted?......"

"Didn't the old man transfer you to the Embroidery Envoy to be in charge of the intelligence collection and analysis work of the Jiaofang Division in various places, so you are not allowed to be a personal maid?"

"Being an embroiderer does not prevent slaves from serving Xiangguo."

Dian Wei was also woken up at this time, and smiled a little after seeing Himiko, which made her calm down a lot, and even said confidently: "What's more, this time the servant came here at the order of Mrs. Xiangguo."

"Mrs. Xiangguo?" Old Dong was taken aback, and asked, "Yan'er?"

"good."

"Did she take the wrong medicine?"

"This servant doesn't know." Saying that, Himiko took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to the old Dong, "If you don't believe me, Xiangguo can read it for himself."

Old Dong unfolded it, and it was indeed a familiar handwriting.

The above did not specify the reason, but said that he was afraid that the man would be careless and careless, and he would not be able to serve Old Dong well, so he sent Himiko over.

Then......

Old Dong had to admit that Japanese women are really good at serving men, they can really serve from their toes to their teeth, giving people an emperor-level enjoyment.

Not to mention cleaning and wiping your face, you don't even need to brush your teeth.And with a look and a slight expression, Himiko can know whether he wants to rinse his mouth or is impatient.

After washing up and having breakfast, he couldn't help complaining: "Since the madam asked you to stay, you can stay with the old man, but the work of the embroidery envoy must not be left behind."

"When I get back to Luoyang, the old man will ask my wife what's going on..."

"Here." Himiko saluted quietly, and watched Lao Dong leave with a smile.

Before Dian Wei left, he gave her a strange look: he had a hunch that even if Lao Dong went on a business trip soon, he might not be able to sleep next to Xiangguo.

Unexpectedly, at this time, Himiko actually asked: "Sleeping next to Xiangguo last night, how does it feel?"

Dian Wei had endless aftertaste and said, "It's delicious."

......

When they got to the lobby, they found that Zhang Damu was already waiting, and then said: "Xiangguo, Zhang Shuai has already replied..."

Old Dong couldn't help laughing: "Black Mountain is more than three hundred miles away from here. Even if you ride the old man's Dawan BMW, it will take at least three days without stopping day and night."

Then, he looked directly at Zhang Yan and said, "Swallow, stop pretending, let's talk directly if you have anything to say."

Zhang Yan didn't even froze, as if he knew that Old Dong knew his identity, and calmly stepped forward to salute, "Xiangguo really has good eyesight."

"Where..." Old Dong waved his hands modestly, and said: "Brother Big Eye is elegant and extraordinary; but I felt yesterday that you are a real hero, Yanzi."

"Do you think the old man won't be able to find you if you hide in the guard?"

"It's useless. A man as outstanding as you is, no matter where he hides, he is like a firefly in the dark night, bright and dazzling."

"Your sharp eyes, whimpering, and unconcealable temperament have already betrayed your true identity. The old man can tell at a glance that you are not a human... er, not an ordinary person!"

It's so hanging, I almost passed the lines, and then I will use the powerful Tianlong again.

But here he stopped the car in time, Zhang Yan's original face was three parts cold, three parts sneering, four parts careless but instantly froze.

Obviously he is an upright guy, he doesn't know how to brag about each other in business, and he won't be like old Dong...running the train with his mouth, complimenting people is like swearing.

After holding back for a long time, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said, "Xiangguo, I thought about it carefully last night, if I want to put down the Black Mountain bandits for you, there are still some conditions."

"Oh?..." Old Dong still smiled, and said generously, "Why don't you tell me?"

"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.