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

Not long after Lu Bu returned to Chang'an from Luoyang, he received a letter. The letter was not signed, but it predicted what would happen in Chang'an in the next period of time.

When Lu Bu first saw the letter, he was very disdainful. He took a look at it and threw it aside.

As time went by, Lu Bu became more and more frightened. The contents of the letter actually came true one by one.

The last few lines of the letter described things that sent a chill down his spine.

One day in the future, Dong Zhuo will misunderstand him and want to kill him. A symbolic event is that Dong Zhuo will throw a halberd at him.

Next comes the advice to Lu Bu. If Lu Bu does not want to be killed by Dong Zhuo, there is only one way to go, that is, to unite the important officials in the court and ask the emperor for an imperial edict to kill Dong Zhuo.

Although Lu Bu was shocked by what happened before, he did not believe the last one. The reason was very simple.

Although Dong Zhuo treated him coldly, his official position, salary and power remained the same as before, with no change.

Lu Bu believed that Dong Zhuo's favor towards him remained unchanged, but the Dong Zhuo of today no longer had the determination to conquer the world.

As a military general, if there is no war, it means that I have no place to use my skills.

From our previous impression of Dong Zhuo, we knew that Dong Zhuo would not stick to one city. One day soon, Dong Zhuo would be like a lion awakening and rekindling the fighting spirit in his heart. He would stand up and lead the army to continue his great cause of conquering the world.

When that day comes, Lu Bu will once again become a favorite in Dong Zhuo's eyes, and he will continue to be armed and brave and make new contributions to Dong Zhuo.

Lu Bu is very confident, and this confidence comes from his extraordinary strength.

Although he was defeated in front of Hulao Pass, which affected his mood, he had already recovered his state of mind after a period of adjustment. The setback did not discourage him, but instead inspired his endless fighting spirit. After this period of precipitation, he believed that he was stronger than ever before.

"General, Lord Situ is here to visit you." Gao Shun walked into the hall and bowed to Lu Bu.

"Please."

During this period, Wang Yun often visited Lu Bu. The two were from the same hometown and had quite a lot to talk about.

Wang Yun walked over quickly, and the two of them greeted each other and decided to be the host and the guest. After a few pleasantries, Wang Yun went straight to the point.

"General Lu, now that the world is at peace, to celebrate the Han Dynasty, I am planning to hold a book club in my humble abode and I would like to invite you to attend."

Lu Bu said, "My Lord, I am only a military commander and I am not good at writing. I will not participate in the calligraphy meeting in the palace."

"General Lu, why should you be so modest? Others may not know your literary talent, but I do. This time I plan to invite some famous calligraphers. When the time comes, we can make friends through calligraphy. Isn't that a great blessing in life?"

When Lü Bu first followed Ding Yuan, he served as a chief clerk. Later, after he made achievements on the battlefield, Ding Yuan reused him, adopted him as his son, and let him command the soldiers.

Since Lu Bu led the troops to fight, his status has changed from a civil servant to a military officer.

Perhaps because he missed those days, Lu Bu would always write calligraphy in his study during his free time.

He believed that his handwriting, although not as good as that of the great masters of his time, had its own charm.

Seeing Wang Yun's earnest words, Lu Bu had no choice but to agree.

"Thank you for your high regard, my Lord. I will respectfully obey your orders."

When Wang Yun saw that he agreed, the smile on his face deepened.

The two chatted for another half day before Wang Yun said goodbye and left.

After Wang Yun left, Lu Bu still smiled.

Gao Shun's words instantly froze Lu Bu's smile.

"General, Wang Situ suddenly invited you to attend a book club, and Shun always feels that something is wrong."

"Bo Ping, you are worrying too much. I think the prince thinks I am quite good at this and has come to invite me."

Gao Shun disagreed. He knew Lu Bu's level best. Although he also knew some characters, there was a natural difference between him and the calligraphy masters.

This distance and gap is no less than the difference between the combat power of ordinary generals and Lu Bu.

If Wang Yun really admired Lü Bu's calligraphy, he should be invited to participate. Gao Shun would not believe it no matter what.

Wang Yun had an intention, but he could not see Wang Yun's intention, and could only regard Wang Yun's behavior as a gesture of goodwill to Lu Bu.

Si Tu was among the Three Dukes and seemed to have a high status, but Gao Shun knew that it was just a superficial glory.

After Dong Zhuo entered Chang'an, he further adjusted the power. With Yuan Shao's experience, he no longer trusted the old officials of the Han Dynasty. He replaced almost all the important positions with people from Xiliang.

Just this alone made Dong Zhuo still uneasy, and he increased his surveillance of officials. If they were not careful, they would face a catastrophic disaster.

Now everyone in the court is keeping themselves at home, fearing that if they are not careful, they will be caught by Dong Zhuo.

It is somewhat unusual for Wang Yun to hold a book club at this time for no apparent reason.

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Gao Shun was a very strange person in Lu Bu's army. He was taciturn and well versed in strategy. What was even more rare was that he was also very self-disciplined. Not only did he indulge in pleasure, he even didn't drink alcohol.

The discipline in the army has deteriorated to the extreme. Due to the shortage of food, everyone tacitly accepts the principle of fighting to support the war.

This tactic is not as good as it sounds. To put it simply, as long as a city is captured, the soldiers will start to plunder it.

The food, property and women in the city will all become spoils of war.

In the eyes of the soldiers, the lives of the people in other areas are like grass and are worthless.

The army led by Gao Shun was just the opposite. He had strict military discipline and never violated anyone, which was a rare anomaly in this era.

He is like a mirror and a flag, standing proudly in chaotic times.

Countless rumors attacked Gao Shun, but he didn't care at all.

Countless years ago, a ten-year-old child witnessed with his own eyes that his relatives and friends were all killed by the long swords of the soldiers. The heads cut off in the city piled up into a small hill.

The blood dyed the entire city red, and even the river water turned blood red.

The child hid in the grass, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar faces of his relatives in the distance. He wanted to open his mouth, but found that he couldn't shout at all.

After the soldiers left with the head, they also set fire to the city.

The children remembered that the fire was very big that day, with billowing smoke and dust, as if the end of the world was coming.

The child remained silent from beginning to end.

I don’t know if it was because the smoke was too thick, but two lines of tears appeared in the child’s eyes.

After the fire was extinguished, the child bowed a few times on the ground and then walked away alone.

The setting sun shone on the child, casting a long shadow on the ground.

Many years later, the child had grown into a general. He led his troops into battle. He was taciturn and brave, and his eyes were as bright as day. Under his command, no one dared to overstep the line.