"Husband..." Cai Yan had tears in his eyes and felt very aggrieved.
Just when he was about to say more, there was a sound of footsteps outside the courtyard gate.
Hao Zhao walked in with a man with thick eyebrows, big eyes and a muscular body. When Cai Yan saw this, in order not to embarrass Wei Cheng, he bowed to Dong Zhuo from a distance, then turned and walked into the house.
Wei Qing also came back to his senses and frowned slightly as he looked at Dong Zhuo who was walking like a dragon and a tiger in front of him. Judging from his appearance, although Dong Zhuo looked a little rough, he was not a greedy and treacherous person. Could it be that a person cannot be judged by his appearance?
"Sir, this is Mr. Dong, the pastor of Bingzhou." Hao Zhao stood behind Wei Cheng and looked at Dong Zhuo warily.
Wei Qing nodded slightly, bowed his hands, and said, "Qing has met Mr. Zhou Mu."
Dong Zhuo cupped his fists and saluted, and said: "My dear nephew, you're welcome. Ling Taishan and I are close friends of life and death. It's okay for you to call me uncle-in-law or uncle. This is a trick. I really have no choice. I hope my nephew can forgive me." ."
Wei Cheng was stunned for a moment, and Hao Zhao on the side briefly talked about the matter of being followed.
Wei Teng looked at Dong Zhuo in front of him, nodded, and said with a smile: "Master Zhou Mu, why do you need to do this? Just let me know. Teng is just a lazy person. Living in seclusion in the mountains and wilds can't be more leisurely. You are welcome to come to my humble house." It’s not too late yet.”
Dong Zhuo's heart skipped a beat. The word 'sir' was really unfamiliar. He knew that Wei Cheng would not accept him yet, even if he was in favor of Cai Yong. He still had a happy look on his face, smiling and cupping his hands.
The two of them took their seats one by one, and Wei Cheng made tea himself.
After a relatively speechless tea session, Dong Zhuo finally spoke first because he couldn't wait any longer.
He said: "My dear nephew, the current situation in Luoyang is turbulent. I heard that Shi Chang was hiding in the inner court to plan a major event. The leader of the foreign relatives, General He Jin, was at a time of great success. Is there any conspiracy connection?"
Wei Cheng was stunned for a moment and thought to himself: Aren't you asking questions knowingly? Why did you lead the troops south to Luoyang? You didn't have any idea?
After thinking about it, Wei Cheng picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said: "The conflict between He Jin and Chang Shi has been going on for a long time. When He Jin was just promoted to general, he was suppressed by Jian Shuo, who was still from Xiaohuangmen. One end, you said that a eunuch became a marshal of the Han Dynasty, isn't that a joke?"
Dong Zhuo twisted his beard and nodded. He had heard about this. Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty thought that Jian Shuo was strong and strong and had military skills. He especially trusted him and appointed him as a marshal. He would supervise the commanders and commanders below, and even the generals would be under his leadership. .
It sounds a bit nonsense, but it also proves the powerful relationship of the ten ministers. These ten people almost hold the lifeblood of the entire Han Dynasty in their hands. From military to politics, from the inner court to the people's livelihood, there is nothing that they cannot get their hands on.
Wei Cheng put down the tea cup and said: "Now He Jin has gathered all the righteous people from all over the world to shake the mountain and make the Shichang servants obediently give up their rights. Master Zhou Mu is one of them, so he must know the development of the situation, so why should he ask? I’m an outsider.”
Dong Zhuo said hurriedly: "My nephew thinks too highly of me. I just don't know where the situation will go, so I have been lingering in Hedong for a long time. I don't want thousands of my brothers to die in vain following me."
At the same time, Dong Zhuo was secretly surprised.
He seemed to know everything about him receiving the secret edict and going to Beijing, as well as He Jin's plan to kill the eunuch. Recalling what he had overheard at Wei's house before, he was even more convinced that Wei Cheng had been in Luoyang for a long time, otherwise how could he possibly know everything.
As for Wei Cheng, he had been paying attention to the changes in Dong Zhuo's expression since just now. Seeing that he was speaking sincerely, as if he was really thinking about the brothers, people couldn't help but take a high look.
In fact, if Dong Zhuo did this, he would not be favored no matter where he went or in the eyes of the ten permanent servants.
First of all, after all, he followed He Jin's orders and went south, the ten permanent servants must regard him as a thorn in their side. Secondly, he didn't really go to Beijing to help He Jin. If He Jin's plan succeeded, he would definitely not be reused.
Therefore, it is a bit taken for granted to call him a cunning person. At this time, Dong Zhuo had no idea that He Jin would be killed, nor did he know that he would happen to meet the fled young emperor Liu Bian in Beimang Mountain.
Wei Cheng secretly thought that although he found that Dong Zhuo was not as bad as what was written in the book, he still wanted to try to avoid history repeating itself.
Power is something that if the state of mind is not cultivated to a certain level, individuals will get lost in it.
Wei Cheng wanted to persuade Dong Zhuo to return to Xiliang, but he didn't know what to say before he would go back willingly.
After a pause, he said: "Does Mr. Zhou Mu have the habit of reading books on weekdays?"
Dong Zhuo shook his head in confusion. He was a military general and was busy training troops on weekdays. He had no time to read any books. Besides, he didn't actually know many words and could only write some commonly used official documents.
Wei Cheng smiled slightly and continued: "There is a biography written and compiled by Tai Shigong. It tells the life experience of Wenxin Marquis Lu Buwei. If Mr. Zhou Mu has time, he might as well take a look at it. Maybe he can get something from it. Inspiration.”
The second half of Lu Buwei's life was very similar to that of Dong Zhuo. Not only did the two of them end up the same, it was also saddening. Lu Buwei returned to his country and his whole family was exiled to Shu County. On the way, he drank poison and committed suicide. Dong Zhuo was stabbed to death by his adopted son.
Wei Cheng was not an eloquent person, so he could only show Dong Zhuo the fate of his old man, hoping that he could retreat despite the difficulties.
As for Dong Zhuo, he originally came to find Wei Cheng to solve his doubts. At this time, he heard that there was a biography of Lu Buwei, so he jotted it down and planned to go back and read it to see if there was any enlightenment in it.
Next, the two of them talked tacitly about some family issues.
Usually it was Dong Zhuo who described the cultural scenery of Xiliang. Wei Cheng had traveled to the northwest, and occasionally interjected, but he and Dong Zhuo had a good conversation. After several back and forths, Dong Zhuo even felt that Wei Cheng also had informants in Xiliang to provide various intelligence.
Because he talked about many things, such as a kind of stone candle that ignites in Xiliang. If there were no people in Xiliang, how would Wei Cheng know where the thing was dug out from, and how would he know that it was dark and easy to touch? Slippery liquid.
Dong Zhuo tried again and again for this, but no matter what he said, Wei Cheng seemed to know a little bit about them. Even those merchants from the Western Regions, Wei Cheng also knew a little about them, and even more about the scenery along the way to the Han Dynasty. He knew it very well. He himself heard this from Fan Shang.
In just two hours, Dong Zhuo didn't know how many times he was shocked by Wei Cheng's unintentional words. He just knew that for the man in front of him, he could not simply be regarded as a noble son or a hidden dragon strategist.
He suddenly remembered the book Wei Cheng asked him to read. Inexplicably, he began to look forward to it, hoping that the book could really point him to a clear path. He has begun to believe that Wei Cheng will not let him read a personal biography for no reason!
Seeing that it was getting late, Dong Zhuo quickly stood up and left.
He did not come alone. His men were still waiting at the foot of the mountain. To prevent them from worrying about him, they had a conflict with Wei Cheng's people, and Dong Zhuo hurriedly resigned.
Before leaving, Dong Zhuo bowed to Wei Cheng and said: "Zhongdao's talent is like a hidden dragon lurking in the abyss. No matter what the situation in Luoyang is, I will never forget to talk about it today. If we can meet again in the future, I will definitely talk to Zhongdao. Let’s have a good drink and talk, and we’ll say goodbye today.”
Wei Cheng was chatting happily. From Dong Zhuo's mouth, he learned a lot of interesting things about this era. For example, merchants from the Western Regions would purchase large amounts of brocade, silk, ceramics, tea and medicinal materials from the Han Dynasty; he also learned that monks often traveled eastward. Preaching, but these monks drink wine, eat meat, and like women... I don't want Dong Zhuo to leave just as he wants, and I can't stop him even if I want to invite him to stay for a casual meal.
After personally sending Dong Zhuo to the foot of the mountain, Wei Cheng suddenly felt that this old boy was quite a nice person. He was forthright and generous in his dealings with others, and he was never secretive when talking to others. Otherwise, he would not have been able to chat with him for so long.
After hesitating for a while, Wei Cheng finally reminded: "Lord Zhou Mu, please remember that this world belongs to the Han Dynasty after all." Even if you can dominate for a while, you will not end up well in the end. Wei Cheng didn't say it clearly in the second half of the sentence, hoping that Dong Zhuo could understand it after seeing Lu Buwei's fate.
Dong Zhuo looked solemn and solemnly bowed his fists, indicating that he understood.
When Wei Cheng saw this, he smiled reassuringly.
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Let's say that Dong Zhuo and his party were riding horses slowly in the mountains.
The lower part of the hand will hesitate to speak several times.
Dong Zhuo was thinking about today's harvest. When he saw this, he asked curiously: "Literary talent, what's wrong with you? If you have anything to say, just say it."
Hu Zhen (also known as Wencai) scratched his nose and said, "Brother, that village just now was not simple."
Dong Zhuo was startled when he heard this, and then asked out of curiosity: "Why, how about a method that is not simple?"
Hu Zhen said bluntly: "Let's talk about the cliff. If you look carefully, you can easily find some traces of cuts with knives and axes. When they weren't paying attention, I took a secret look and found that there were arrows on several trees. There are also traces of fire on the stone.”
"Oh?" Dong Zhuo frowned slightly.
Hu Zhen continued: "What's more, those villagers were wearing clothes and swords. Just when I was waiting for my brother, I saw a villager holding a sword and cutting off a tree trunk neatly. The villager looked like he didn't understand martial arts. The only explanation is that the sword is sharp enough, so sharp that it can cut through iron like mud, otherwise such a thick tree trunk would not be able to be cut off so easily."
"What's even more amazing is their clothes. As for the young man who just sent his eldest brother down, I saw him walking by a catalpa tree, and the sharp thorns on the branch scratched his trouser legs, but he was unscathed. You Isn't it strange? The hard thorns on that thing are not simple. When we were training in the past, I was often scratched all over my body. Ordinary clothes would be torn with just one hook, how could they be intact?"
Dong Zhuo's expression changed, he nodded slightly, and said, "When you said that, I also remembered that the clothes on that young man were indeed quite strange. At first glance, they seemed like nothing. But when I thought about it carefully, his elbow joints and the vital parts of his body seemed to be... They are all slightly bulging, could they be wearing inner armor?"
Hu Zhen shook his head and said: "Absolutely impossible. If he was wearing inner armor, he would not be able to move so easily. My elder brother also saw it just now. He easily fell down from the rope ladder. If he was wearing inner armor, he would definitely be The event is closed.”
Dong Zhuo twirled his beard and nodded, his thick eyebrows gradually unfolded, and then he smiled with relief and said: "That's normal. Wen Cai has never seen Wei Cheng before, so he doesn't know what he's capable of. I'll find an opportunity to chat with him later, and I'll ask him by the way. ."
"Oh, it seems that big brother has a good harvest today!" Hu Zhen asked hurriedly.
Dong Zhuo laughed and said: "It's true that I gained something. Zhongdao didn't make excuses with me. He also gave me suggestions when talking about the situation in Luoyang... Oh, by the way, has Wen Cai read a biography called Lu Buwei?"
Hu Zhen was stunned, shook his head and said, "I haven't read the biography, but I know that Lu Buwei is a capable person."
Dong Zhuo heard this and asked hurriedly: "Do you know Lu Buwei? Come on, tell me what kind of person he is."
Hu Zhen recalled it and said with envy: "He is so powerful. He first sent the proton Yiren back to the Qin State. When the Yiren became the king, he made him the Prime Minister, one person below ten thousand people.
Then, he slept with a different woman and forced the courtiers to support his son as emperor. Well, some people said that the emperor was not his father, but that he just had an affair with the emperor's mother.
The amazing thing is that later the emperor really called him Zhongfu. Isn’t this the proper emperor? Anyway, he is a great man, a role model for our generation of men. I, Mr. Hu, admire such an awesome man the most in my life, hahaha . "
"This is happening!" Dong Zhuo was shocked.
I'll be nice, what does Wei Zhongdao mean?
Let me, Mr. Dong, read the biography of such a person because he wants me to imitate him... Tsk, tsk, tsk, I don’t dare to think about it, I don’t dare to think about it.
But why do I suddenly feel a heartbeat!
Dong Zhuo held down his wildly beating chest and asked the emperor to call him Father Zhong, the woman who was sleeping with the emperor, and to order the ministers. No one dared to disobey... Me, can I do it too?
"Brother, why are you so red in the face, are you okay?" Seeing Dong Zhuo's blushing face, Hu Zhen asked from the side.
Dong Zhuo came back to his senses and said with an embarrassed look: "It's okay, just, ahem, by the way, hasn't there been any news from my son?"
Hu Zhen responded: "Brother Niu led a thousand people across the river first and agreed to meet at Mangshan. He has ordered Hu Chi'er Qiaozhuang merchants to enter Luoyang City to inquire about the news. It must only be a day or two. There should be news. Come on."
Dong Zhuo frowned slightly, thought for a while, and said: "In that case, let's cross the river and gather with my son first. If the prediction is correct, it will only take ten days and a half. By then, Luoyang City will be in chaos. , we can just watch a good show."
As Dong Zhuo's confidant, Hu Zhen naturally knew about Wei Teng's 'prophecy'. Seeing that Dong Zhuo was so conclusive, he thought that Dong Zhuo had received some reliable information from Wei Teng.
So, he asked worriedly: "Brother, if He Jin really dies, then the world will still be a world of eunuchs, and we will just be like before, and can only live in a corner in Xiliang. How good is this kind of drama? "
Dong Zhuo smiled mysteriously and said: "Wencai, wencai, this is the gap between you and me and Zhongdao's nephew. Didn't you just say that Lu Buwei saved Yiren, and Yiren named him Prime Minister? Now He Jin wants to If we fight to the death with an eunuch, not only will Luoyang be in chaos, but the emperor will also be in danger. What if I happen to show up and save the emperor!"
Hu Zhen was shocked: "This, this..."
A trace of desire flashed in Dong Zhuo's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Does Prince General Xiang Ning have the guts? Why should he come and go when I call him..."
