On that day half a month ago, Dong Zhuo said he was sick at home.
In the morning meeting, hundreds of officials shamelessly expressed their opinions to the emperor:
Since Emperor Huan and Emperor Ling succeeded to the throne, the people were in dire straits and thieves were rampant, which led to the Yellow Turban Uprising.
Everyone in the world is in danger, and the country is in danger of overturning.
The tycoons from all over the country began to recruit armies and support themselves. Although they clearly did not get the title of king or marquis from the court, they had already ceded territory and governed themselves, treating the areas under their rule as their own fiefdoms.
The whole world is torn apart.
At this time, only one man sent troops to serve the king, welcomed the emperor, wiped out the Liuhe, swept the eight wastelands, and attracted the hearts of all the people, and admired his virtue from all directions.
Nowadays, the heroes are divided and the world is divided into four parts. The emperor is young and unable to save the people from the fire and water. Dong Zhuo, the prime minister of the country, was a divine, civilized, and military man who matched the heavens and the people. He was indeed destined by fate.
Your Majesty should follow the example of the sages. Emperor Yao and Emperor Shun should abdicate the throne and make way for virtuous people.
······
There was a "bang" sound, and a tea cup hit the wall and broke into pieces.
Taking anger out on external things is just the helpless moaning of a weak person. Although he knew this, Wang Yun still couldn't control his emotions.
There is no way to save the day! He is just an incompetent and powerless weakling.
Looking back on that day, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty was so shocked that he could not speak. There was an uproar in the court, and the royalists stood up and yelled at the pro-Dong faction.
However, I don't know when, the pro-Dong faction actually accounted for most of the court officials, and Dong Zhuo finally took control of the court.
Naturally, it was impossible for the emperor to immediately agree to such an absurd and unreasonable request.
Every subsequent court meeting turned into a farce in which the royalists and the pro-Dong faction argued over the Zen position. During this period, Dong Zhuo had been pretending to be ill at home, pretending not to know.
On the fourth day, some generals and ministers rushed to the emperor, grabbed his hand and questioned him! The guards in front of the emperor did not stop him.
The king is not a king, and the minister is not a minister. In the end, the royalists could no longer survive.
As the sun sets over the Western Mountains, this old dragon that once roamed the sky has finally come to its end.
On the fifth day, Emperor Xian issued an edict of abdication. He compromised, or gave up, knowing that if he still didn't agree, the ministers would put a knife to his neck next time.
When the edict was delivered to Dong Zhuo's house, he actually refused to accept it, saying that he was loyal to the royal family and the Han Dynasty.
On the tenth day, under the coercion of hundreds of officials, Emperor Xian issued another abdication edict, but Dong Zhuo still refused to accept it.
Simply ridiculous!
Dong Zhuo is usurping the throne!
Everyone in the world could see Dong Zhuo's wolfish ambitions clearly, even the waiter serving tea and water in the wine shop. The people of Chang'an were talking a lot in private, and the news had already spread throughout the world.
Countless people are watching this joke.
"I've become a bitch, but I still have to erect a memorial arch!"
Wang Yun clenched his fists and hammered the table, his nails digging into his flesh. Today is the fifteenth day. Dong Zhuo finally accepted the abdication edict, and the abdication ceremony will be held ten days later.
The old housekeeper peeked outside the door and turned to Wang Yun.
"Master, be careful that the walls have ears."
Wang Yun grabbed another object and was about to throw it out. Hearing this, he held back his hands and slowly put the object down.
"I'm going to see Fu Wan. You can arrange it immediately. I don't care what method you use, but you must ensure that it can be hidden from Dong Zhuo's eyes and ears. I don't need to explain the importance of this, right?"
Opposite Wang Yun, who had a serious look on his face, the old housekeeper nodded and clasped his fists.
"I'll make arrangements right away."
······
There are two imperial guards, one is the Hu Ben Army and the other is the Yu Lin Army.
The Huben Army has long been controlled by Dong Zhuo, and only the Yulin Army is still in the hands of the royalists.
Having said that, the Yulin Army originally had an organization of 20,000 people, but it was reduced by Dong Zhuo under various excuses, and now only 3,000 people are left. This is just the last bit of dignity left by Dong Zhuo to the Han Dynasty.
Fu Wan was the commander of the Yulin Army.
Fu Wan had a daughter named Fu Shou. She was the queen of Emperor Xian, so Fu Wan was the so-called relative of the emperor.
In the Taiping era, this was a name that would be arrogant and unscrupulous. But in the late Han Dynasty, this title was a medal of loyalty and courage.
It is no secret that Dong Zhuo bullied the young emperor, staying overnight in the palace and visiting the palace maids.
No one knows, when the emperor grows up and the palace maid is lucky enough to give birth to a child, whether the child will be of Han blood or a traitorous bastard!
At this time, Fu Wan sent his daughter to the palace.
The dowry he gave his daughter was not jewelry, jade, rouge, or gouache, but a dagger and a poison sac, he told his daughter.
"If the traitor is a coward, put this poison bag in your mouth and let him taste this dagger. If that doesn't work, just take the poison and commit suicide."
So Fushou entered the palace and became the queen of Emperor Xian. Fortunately, after the princes' crusade, Dong Zhuo restrained himself a little, at least he did not take action against Emperor Xian's queen.
On this day, Dong Zhuo accepted the abdication edict. When he returned home at noon, Fu Wan staggered and almost tripped on the threshold of his home.
The servants came out to buy things, the old man driving the car went in and collected a cart of swill, and the delivery man unloaded baskets of ingredients. He went in and out of the Fu Mansion as usual, without any abnormalities.
In the secret room of the study, Wang Yun sat in front of Fu Wan, both of whom were a little haggard.
No one wants to face this fact. What's even more frightening is that they are unable to change it. It's like someone is holding a knife to cut their heart, but they have no strength to resist and can only stare at the knife.
If possible, I'm afraid the two of them don't want to say anything and just sit there together in a daze. But none of them have this time.
"I need you to help me!"
Going straight in, Wang Yun stared into Fu Wan's eyes and said sincerely.
Fu Wan raised his eyes to meet Wang Yun's gaze. At least his eyes had not lost their luster.
"What's your idea?"
Opposite him, Wang Yun, who was one of the three princes in the dynasty and had an official position above him, showed no awe at all. He looked at Wang Yun pointedly, waiting for Wang Yun's reply.
Although he looked down on Dong Zhuo, he would not underestimate the think tank around Dong Zhuo - Li Ru, the name that made Fu Wan gnash his teeth on countless nights. Therefore, if Wang Yun's idea is not approved by him, he will not cooperate with Wang Yun. He will only do it in his own way.
Wang Yun picked up the tea cup in his hand and drank it all in one gulp, and then talked eloquently.
"In this case, they will all die!"
After hearing what Wang Yun said, Fu Wan was a little shocked. He didn't expect Wang Yun to make such a plan. This Master Situ seemed to be much more powerful and ruthless than he had imagined.
"But His Majesty will survive."
Wang Yun's answer made Fu Wan hesitate slightly, and he was in a daze.
"Let me think about it again?"
Wang Yun counted the time and was a little anxious, because they were not ordinary people, and the longer they talked, the higher the possibility of exposure. Dong Zhuo's suspicion will definitely make the plan more difficult, Wang Yun said anxiously.
"Why are you still hesitating? For Your Majesty, which one of us has already risked our lives? At this point, do you think there is any clever plan that will make everyone happy?"
Fu Wan smiled bitterly and nodded: "Okay, I'll do as you say."
······
Two days later, Prime Minister's Mansion.
"Oh? You said that Fu Wan secretly met with several veterans of the Han Dynasty to harm me?"
Dong Zhuo snorted with some annoyance and disdain.
The man kneeling in the hall was trembling with fear. He was a servant of Fu Mansion and came to inform.
