[Three Kingdoms] The daily struggle of female counsellors

Enduring the overwhelming shame, Guo Jin jumped off the frame calmly, and strode neatly into the house before Guo Jia could make a sound.

The room was a bit stuffy, Guo Jin supported the small case outside and sat on the seat in a sense of loss, her elbows resting on her crossed legs, her mind was buzzing non-stop, Guo Jin touched her cheeks which were still as red as the sun , Fu got up again, "deng thump" rushed to the collapse, got into the quilt and wailed masked.

She lost her most precious first kiss.

The scary thing is that the other party is actually his brother.

What's even more frightening is that it was my own initiative to return him to meow!

Guo Jin felt that with his promising acting skills in the carriage, his brother would definitely not think that she was deliberately pretending to be a fool. At most, he doubted whether he really drank and forgot about the absurdity of last night.

Guo Jin covered her heart, she didn't understand why her heart was beating so fast, as if she wanted to break through the shackles and seek freedom if she was not careful.It was the first time for her to experience such a feeling of being overwhelmed. Whenever she thought of her brother, her heart would feel sour and sweet, and even her breathing would be turbid.

Guo Jin couldn't help feeling a little panicked. She felt that her state was wrong, but she didn't know how to adjust it, so she could only force herself to think about other more meaningful issues.

For example——I don’t know why she chose to do a combined master’s and doctoral degree in the first place. She shouldn’t listen to the long-winded lectures of the tutor’s “earnest”.How wonderful it would be to enter the entertainment industry, rich and hairy, the key is to experience the happiness of Princess Sanin.

Thinking of this, the strange burning sensation finally faded a little.

Guo Jin took out the wordless book under the pillow, didn't bother to scroll through today's post, and ran away roaring at the head of the galloping horse——

[Struggling Xiao Guozi: Brother Ce, I'm done! 】

Since she took off the opponent's vest last time, Guo Jin thought that Sun Ce would be far away in Soochow and died young. It should be fine for him to maintain a good and interactive netizen relationship with him, so sharing secret thoughts is even more unscrupulous.

The other party seemed to be always online. Seeing her send a message, he immediately replied——

[Riding the horse galloping: What's the matter? 】

[Little Guozi who is struggling: You may not believe it, but I probably like my cousin! 】

[Riding the horse galloping: you mean Guo Jia? 】

[Struggling Xiao Guozi: Yes (broke down and cried)]

[Riding the horse and galloping: I originally thought that your heart belonged to Xun Yu]

[Little Guozi struggling: So love can change, right? 】

[Riding the horse galloping: Isn't liking Guo Jia a happy thing? 】

[Struggling Xiao Guozi: Happy ghost!He is my elder brother. Ancient people could accept close relatives to marry, but I am a modern person. Even if I put on the shell of an ancient person, I still can't imagine the scene of falling in love with my cousin! 】

[Ride the horse galloping: I mean, what if, what if he wasn't your brother? 】

Guo Jin stared at the message in the dialog box, startled for a moment, then sneered again in the blink of an eye——

[Struggling Xiao Guozi: Brother, have you watched too many TV shows?This kind of old stalk of film and television drama will never be fulfilled to me! 】

It seemed that the flag was not set up enough, Guo Jin quickly added a sentence——

[Little Guozi who is struggling: As long as I repent quickly enough, the fragile emotions like this can be easily extinguished! 】

【Riding the horse galloping: ... I advise you to think twice】

[Struggling Xiao Guozi: I think the best way to forget is to devote yourself to the next relationship, or devote yourself to a career.Brother Ce, what do you think? 】

Seeing her talking to herself, the other party's insistence disappeared instantly, and he only followed her words and suggested——

[Ride the horse galloping: Listen to me, start a career first]

Guo Jin thought about it, and she was right.The fish pond was too full, and she was a person with advanced phobias. It would be too cruel to pick out only one fish to practice. It was Sun Ce's suggestion.

[Struggling Xiao Guozi: Souga, love is really not suitable for my bohemian soul]

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In late autumn and September, Dong Zhuo wanted to live in Meiwu for a while.

Ministers and ministers heard about it and sent them off with "true affection" outside the Hengmen of Chang'an City. As the number one "Zhuo Chui", Guo Jin was naturally among them.

Meiwu is a mansion specially built 250 miles west of Chang'an by Dong Zhuo after he moved his capital to Chang'an. In fact, there are countless accumulations of gold, jade, colored silk, and pearls..."

Guo Jin rubbed her chin, this "young beauty" has a lot of connotations.

No wonder Dong Zhuo said that even if he was defeated, he could still spend his old age in Meiwu.It's okay to want her, as long as all the beauties are replaced by handsome guys, after all, who doesn't have a Neptune dream.

Guo Jin sighed, looked over the shaking heads, and suddenly saw a very familiar figure.The other party was dressed in a dark official uniform, the sleeves were windy, and his posture was upright. Although he was in the crowd, he still had an outstanding aura.

Seeing Xun You turned his head to look as if in response, Guo Jin's smile hadn't had time to brew, and he turned his eyes away without paying attention to Convenience, only discussing something softly with his colleagues beside him.

Harmful, unfeeling, really unfeeling.

Guo Jin looked around sadly, guessing that apart from Mi Heng, there is no one in the entire Chang'an city who is willing to have a relationship with her, right?

It's a pity that Brother Pao did whatever he wanted, and didn't feel obligated to see Dong Zhuo off, so he found an excuse to deliver the chicken, but the excuse never came.

Guo Jin: "..."

Don't ask, just love chickens like children.

Dong Zhuo saw that all the ministers and ministers had arrived, so he could hold a banquet in the outskirts, so he directly ordered everyone to sit down and have a drink.

The orchestra is sonorous and melodious; the guests are full of guests and the banquet is full of light.

Dong Zhuo walked slowly to the seat of honor, first he looked around, saw that except for a few people who were bold and reckless on weekdays, almost everyone in the court came here according to orders, he couldn't help being cheerful, "Drinking today, you don't need to be restrained. "

After all, let's take the lead.

Everyone got the order, and they also raised their glasses to each other. For a while, they were drinking and drinking, and there was a bit of the far-reaching meaning of the autumn banquet.

Dong Zhuo never cared how much sincerity people have towards him, sincerity is too extravagant, what he wants is the happiness of being supported and obeyed, whether he is forced or active, anyway, happiness is real, and so is power.

Therefore, Dong Zhuo was rarely excited, and said gently to the bearded old man seated on the right hand side: "Would you like to play the piano for fun, sir?"

Guo Jin looked from a distance from her seat, and saw that the other party was about sixty years old, although he was gorgeous and pale, he was still gentle and graceful, with a hale and hearty spirit, worthy of the phrase "the sword is not old".

Guo Jin couldn't help being speechless, who would have thought that such an outstanding and talented writer like Cai Yong is now under Dong Zhuo's command, although he has the heart to help the world, but Dong Zhuo insists on going his own way and does not listen to Cai Yong's words.

But even so, Dong Zhuo never had the intention to kill Cai Yong, and it was Wang Yun and Wang Situ who successfully executed Dong who killed this treasured celebrity.

Cai Yong stood up in response to the sound, first took a plain and unpretentious Jiaowei Xianqin from the attendant, and then walked slowly to the center of the banquet, where the waiter had already brought the lacquer basin case, Cai Yong sat down with clean hands, and plucked the strings.

The wind is lingling, and the falling flowers are like snow.

When the deep and beautiful sound of the zither came to his ears, Guo Jin swallowed the mustache in his throat with tears—grass, Sima Hui misled me!

There are so many similar pianos in the world, she is really whimsical, she thinks she has found a genuine Jiaowei piano, but who knows that the overturning is so unexpected, she suddenly feels pain for her crystal clear white jade.

Cai Yong finished the song, and when Dong Zhuo was drunk, he signaled Cai Yong to back down, and then secretly winked at Lu Bu.

After Lu Bu got the order, he strode away, watching the other party's burly and tall figure disappear in an instant, Guo Jin suddenly felt intense anxiety.

According to Dong Zhuo's temperament, this banquet is more like a Hongmen banquet, so how could these courtiers be allowed to be peaceful and elegant, listening to music and having a drink?

Sure enough, when Lu Bu turned into the eyes of everyone again, he was still a cold and lonely figure, but now he was followed by hundreds of criminals in prison uniform wearing shackles.

Unkempt, chapped lips and tongue.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, these prisoners were directly pushed to the ground by the Xiliang soldiers like dough being kneaded. Their black boots, which were covered with grass, trampled on the prisoners' shoulders without any scruples.

Looking at the humble prisoner on the ground, Guo Jin frowned slightly, but Dong Zhuo laughed loudly: "This is the rebel army from Beidi County who surrendered not long ago. What do you think, how should we deal with Gu?"

Now that the rebels have surrendered, why do they pursue and kill them all?

Guo Jin looked intently, Cai Yong was mostly relying on Dong Zhuo, and he also presented new piano music, so he got up without hesitation and advised: "That is to surrender the army, why don't the grand master use the gentle strategy to use it?"

Dong Zhuo cast a sidelong glance at Cai Yong, and said with disdain, "The rebels are inherently evil, how do I know that they are not repeaters?"

Since he has already betrayed me, how can I be sure that he will not repeat it?

After Cai Yong finished speaking, he sat down slumped like a lump in his throat for a while, the other ministers and ministers held their breaths and remained silent, as if they were looking for an opportunity to move.

Dong Zhuo looked around: "Where is Fengxian?"

Lu Bu promised to come out, Dong Zhuo glanced at the officials who dared not show their air, and said lightly: "Waist chop".

Waist?

Guo Jin's breathing stopped suddenly. As the name suggests, he wanted to chop the prisoner in half from the waist with a knife and axe.It is said that during the waist-cutting execution, the prisoner must take off all his clothes, expose his waist, and lie down on a guillotine bed or a wooden or iron chopping board, in a real state of "being slaughtered".

This punishment does not cause death immediately, but allows the prisoner to struggle until his blood is drained, which is extremely cruel.

The moment she heard "waist chop", Guo Jin's stomach began to churn, and her face began to turn pale, but she forced her fingers into the grass garden under the seat.

The literati including Xun You obviously couldn't sit still. This practice of killing people like cooking sheep regardless of the three sevens and twenty-ones obviously touched their bottom line.

In a short time, two civil servants who were not afraid of death really stood up and "protested", their words were passionate and lost all sense of proportion.Well, that's exactly what Dong Zhuo was trying to achieve.

In addition to dissidents.

Dong Zhuo happily accepted the other party's criticism, and then pronounced the verdict in a serious voice: "These two have disobeyed Guyi, I will first arrest them and punish them for the same crime."

This tone is no different from discussing today's thirty-five cents a catty of Chinese cabbage.

Witnessing the tragic scene of blood spilled on the spot and tortured to death by colleagues, there was no sound at the banquet, and needles could be heard.Some ministers even dropped their spoons and dropped their chopsticks due to excessive fright, and hurriedly apologized with pale faces.

Guo Jin looked at Dong Zhuo, even though the autumn yellow fallen flowers in front of her eyes were dyed blood red, and her ears were filled with the dirty and sharp sounds of dying struggles, strange and enchanting, but Dong Zhuo always maintained a calm demeanor, ate and drank as usual, and didn't even bother to raise her eyelids.

Even if Dong Zhuo lived an extra day, it would be a great cruelty to the people of the world.

Perhaps because his thoughts were too heavy, Guo Jin couldn't control the cold light in his eyes. When Dong Zhuo raised his eyes again, he happened to be facing Guo Jin who was staring at him.

Seeing that caring young man who was always elegant and handsome on weekdays, but looking at him with extremely strange and cold eyes today, Dong Zhuo was subconsciously moved, and suddenly called his name: "Guo Lang thinks, what should I do with Gu Zhi?"

Do you think it is right for me to kill people?

Guo Jin: "..."

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