Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

A salt shop recently opened in Chang'an. The salt sold in the shop is as white as snow and has no peculiar smell. As soon as it arrived in Chang'an, it was favored by wealthy families.

This salt shop has a very strange rule: each person can only buy one pound of salt at a time.

One person can only buy one kilogram. When the wealthy and powerful families heard this, they found it a little unbelievable.

For an ordinary family, a pound of salt is enough to last for a month, but for a wealthy family, a pound of salt is just better than nothing.

Their first thought was to buy it at a high price, but the answer given by the salt shop was very clear, just two words: not for sale.

This operation stunned the aristocratic families. Is there anyone who can't get along with money these days?

After many rounds of bargaining, they finally understood the rules of the salt shop: the price was unified and there was no room for fluctuation.

Seeing that the salt shop was not moved by their persuasion, the aristocratic families also realized the reality and began to exploit loopholes within the rules. Didn't you say that each person can only buy one kilogram? Then I will send a thousand people, anyway, I have enough manpower.

Since then, the long queue outside the salt shop has never stopped.

A group of four came to the salt shop.

One of the young handsome men asked, "Give me thirty-three pounds of salt."

"Thirty-three pounds?" The waiter said calmly, "You just arrived in Chang'an, right? The rule of our salt shop is that each person can only buy one pound."

"Good eyesight, we have indeed just arrived in Chang'an. I wonder if this brother, Chang'an, is a gentleman who specializes in writing letters."

"Whom would you like to write to, sir?"

"Andy Lau."

The guy's expression remained unchanged, but his eyes gradually brightened.

"Come and live with me. My boss can write."

Several people came to the inner hall, and a shrewd middle-aged man bowed his head.

"Chen Yuan greets the lord."

Liu Yu looked at Chen Yuan's shrewd face and nodded slightly.

"What is the situation in Chang'an City? Tell me in detail."

"My lord, Dong Zhuo has been hiding in the fortress every day, drinking and having fun. Lü Bu has been staying indoors for a while. There is no other news. Li Ru has been going to the fortress frequently during this period, but he doesn't stay there for long. Every time he comes out, he looks worried. It's obvious that his communication with Dong Zhuo is not smooth."

The news that Chen Yuan said was all within Liu Yu's expectations.

When Dong Zhuo had no fighting spirit, the most anxious person was Li Ru. Li Ru still had his passion in his heart, and he was still determined to help Dong Zhuo unify the world. Unfortunately, Dong Zhuo's ship was already riddled with holes, and it was impossible for him to take Li Ru to the other side of success.

The failure at Hulao Pass damaged Lu Bu's reputation as a god of war. For a defeated god of war, the light he carries will dim a little.

Lu Bu must have felt a little disappointed, because his position in Dong Zhuo's heart was very different from what it was at the beginning.

But this does not mean that you can persuade Lu Bu to rebel by just finding him and saying a few words to him.

At this time, Dong Zhuo's influence in Lu Bu's heart was still huge. Dong Zhuo was the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, and he had the emperor and hundreds of officials around him. These political advantages were enough to crush anyone.

"Any other news?"

Chen Yuan pondered for a long time and said, "After Li Jue returned from Hulao Pass, he was demoted by Dong Zhuo and often went to a tavern in Chang'an to get drunk."

"I once sent someone to keep an eye on him and found that when he got drunk, he would complain a lot. He must be dissatisfied with Lu Bu."

Liu Yu pondered the news carefully in his mind. After a long time, a vague plan came into his mind.

He stood up and walked outside, and soon arrived in front of a mansion.

Liu Yu asked Chen Dao to hand over a business card and waited quietly at the door. After a while, Wang Yun came out in a hurry, grabbed Liu Yu and walked into the mansion.

Only after walking into the study did Wang Yun relax.

"My dear nephew, why did you come to Chang'an at this time? Do you know that after you led people to drive Dong Zhuo out of Luoyang last time, he hated me to the core and now offers a reward for his capture. The official document is still posted at the city gate."

Liu Yu saw the arrest warrant when he first entered the city. He looked at his portrait on the warrant with some helplessness.

Who drew the portrait of me in the sea arrest document? Give it up, and I promise not to beat him to death.

Is that me in the portrait? Not to mention that I have covered myself up, even if I didn't cover myself up and stood in front of the portrait, they wouldn't be able to recognize me.

I used to be a heroic, handsome and ambitious young man, but in the portrait I turned into a scruffy bearded uncle.

What is even more outrageous is Liu Yu’s eyes, which in the portrait clearly have a hint of evil.

In the past, Liu Yu would definitely be a person that his uncle could tolerate but his aunt could not. He had to argue with the painter, but now he was on someone else's land, and although Liu Yu was angry, he still kept a low profile.

"Don't worry, uncle. Dong Zhuo can't catch me."

Liu Yu had made all the necessary preparations before setting out, and during this period of time, thousands of refugees poured into Chang'an City, including a thousand elite soldiers that Liu Yu had brought in in batches.

With these people protecting him, he would be able to escape safely even if he was discovered by Dong Zhuo.

Wang Yun felt relieved when he saw that Liu Yu was so confident.

"I wonder why Xian suddenly came to Chang'an City?"

"Kill Dong Zhuo and save the emperor."

Liu Yu answered decisively without any hesitation.

Although Wang Yun was not surprised by Liu Yu's answer, he was still a little worried.

"My dear nephew, how many people did you bring with you to Luoyang this time?"

Liu Yu smiled and said, "Only one thousand people."

"A thousand men?" Wang Yun's face was filled with worry. "My dear nephew, if I were to be frank, these men would not be enough to get rid of Dong Zhuo. He is hiding in the fortress every day. The food in it is enough to support him for thirty years. There are also tens of thousands of elite soldiers in the fortress. My dear nephew, think about it. How can these men under your command be a match for Dong Zhuo?"

Liu Yu said with a smile: "Uncle, haven't you heard that the quality of soldiers is more important than quantity?"

Wang Yun shook his head. No matter how elite your soldiers are, how can one person deal with just a few? There are tens of thousands of elite soldiers in Dong Zhuo's fortress, plus the armored soldiers in Chang'an City, there are at least 300,000. One thousand people against 300,000, Wang Yun knew it was impossible without even thinking about it.

When he was young, he led troops in battle and was quite knowledgeable in military tactics.

Soldiers, the country's major events, the place of death and life, the way of survival, must be observed.

The victories in history are not as simple as they appear.

Behind these brilliant achievements such as Fenglangjuxu and Carving Stone at Yanran, there are the ultimate manifestations of strength.

Without comprehensive strength as a foundation, even if Marquis Huaiyin leads the troops, he will still encounter setbacks everywhere.

"The Xiliang cavalry is fierce and brave, my dear nephew, you must not be careless."

Liu Yu smiled and asked, "Uncle, don't worry, I know what's going on."

Wang Yun had always known his strategies, and he felt a little calmer.

"Seeing that my dear nephew is so confident, I think he has a plan in mind."

Liu Yu nodded.

"Nephew, I have a plan, but I still need your help."

"My dear nephew, please feel free to say what you want. As long as Dong Zhuo can be eliminated and the emperor can be rescued, I will not hesitate even if I die a thousand times."

Although Wang Yun was sometimes pedantic, Liu Yu had no doubt about his loyalty to the Han Dynasty.

"You don't need to do this, uncle. You just need to get the words written by Lu Bu."

Getting the words written by Lu Bu is neither difficult nor easy. The most important thing is to find a reason first.

If the reason is not sufficient, it is very likely that Lu Bu will become suspicious.

"My dear nephew, I have a plan, but I wonder if it will work."

Wang Yun finished telling his plan, and Liu Yu smiled and said, "This is a great plan. You can follow this plan and go find Lu Bu. Although Lu Bu is a military commander, he also likes to show off his knowledge. Then, you will surely succeed immediately."

Wang Yun was very happy to hear Liu Yu's approval. He ordered his servants to prepare a banquet to welcome Liu Yu.

Liu Yu drank a few glasses of wine and left with Chen Dao.

Wang Yun's going to get Lu Bu's calligraphy was only the first step in his plan, and there was still a lot of work to be arranged later.

When they returned to the salt shop, they found Wang Yue squinting his eyes, as if he was half asleep, while Xu Shu was sitting at the desk, carefully deducing.

After rehearsing the plan dozens of times, Xu Shu finally felt relieved. If the plan could go smoothly, Dong Zhuo would definitely be killed this time.

The only variable now is Li Ru. This man is extremely intelligent and has been active in Chang'an recently. It seems that he is unwilling to see Dong Zhuo fall into decline like this.