The revival of the Han Dynasty must start with Dong Zhuo

Chapter 11 Sharpening the Sword
not right...

Nine out of ten something is wrong!
Just as Wang Yun could see through Dong Zhuo's nature as a bootlicker, he could also see that Lu Bu's nature was lust!

Even the fact that they had recruited Lu Bu to join the gang was achieved by sending several young and beautiful women.

But now, Lu Bu actually said that he is not interested in women?
Even though Wang Yun had returned home, he still felt that something was wrong!

From the time the Emperor summoned Dong Zhuo into the palace to everything that happened today, everything was wrong!

"Could it be that...Dong Zei already knew about it?"

Whenever Wang Yun thought of this possibility, the long beard at the corners of his mouth trembled unconsciously.

He wanted to discuss the matter with Huang Wan, Shisun Rui and others, but was afraid of alerting the enemy.

Dong Zhuo had made arrangements several times before, and the reason why Wang Yun was able to contact several people last time was because he made a hasty decision under the guise of a sacrifice.

If we meet him again now, it would undoubtedly be a clear sign of pointing the sword at Dong Zhuo, which is really not smart.

"I hope, I'm just scaring myself."

This night, many people were destined to have sleepless nights.

Liu Xie returned to his bedroom. When a palace servant wanted to close the palace door, Liu Xie shouted angrily, "Open the door!"

The palace servants did not understand how powerful Liu Xie was, but they did not dare to disobey, so they had to open the palace gates wide as Liu Xie requested.

The cold wind kept blowing into the bedroom from the palace gate.

Liu Xie felt as if the cold was piercing his bones.

"Hold the lamp."

The lights flickered, just like Liu Xie's uneasy mood.

Success or failure depends on tonight.

If he could get through it safely, and wait until tomorrow when Dong Zhuo dismissed Wang Yun from his position as Shangshu Ling and successfully moved into the Weiyang Palace, it would mean that the aristocratic family headed by Wang Yun would no longer be able to threaten him.

On the contrary, if Wang Yun noticed something and started a life-and-death struggle, Liu Xie would probably not live long.

Liu Xie knew that compared to Dong Zhuo, who had an absolute advantage, Wang Yun's cards were pitifully small.

Wang Yun’s greatest reliance was the emperor in the deep palace, that is, Liu Xie himself.

"But on the other hand...if nothing happens tonight, Wang Yun will never be able to turn things around again."

Unfortunately, the night was long and Liu Xie always felt it was hard to endure.

He asked the palace maids to go to Shiqu Pavilion to get some books to read. However, the Han official script written on the bamboo slips seemed to be competing with Liu Xie. The characters were either crooked or unclear, which made people feel upset.

I went for a walk outside the palace, but found that the fog was too heavy tonight. Except for the moonlight occasionally peeking through the gaps, everything was gray.

Liu Xie had no choice but to return to the bedroom. He wandered around and suddenly looked up and saw a Han sword hanging on the wall.

"Take the sword."

The palace servant hurriedly brought a ladder, carefully took it down, and handed it to Liu Xie.

Most Han swords were kept in lacquered sheaths.

But the sword in Liu Xie's hand was sheathed with mermaid skin.

The hilt of the sword is carved with coiled dragon patterns using gold inlay techniques, and it really looks like it has the power to swallow up the heaven and earth.

Holding the hilt of the sword, Liu Xie pulled it out with all his strength!
……

The sword remained motionless.

Upon closer inspection, I found that there was a lot of rust on the sword body and the scabbard, stuck together.

This sword looks beautiful, but who could have expected that it is all show and no substance.

"Bring me a whetstone and some clean water."

After dripping some water drops onto the entrance of the scabbard, Liu Xie drew his sword again.

"Qiang!"

Although the Han sword is rusty, it still has the roar of a dragon!
Liu Xie rolled up his long sleeves, scooped some clean water and sprinkled it on the sword, then placed the Han sword on the whetstone.

The sound of sharpening a sword is unpleasant.

But it was the only movement in this palace.

Dripping water, sharpening swords,

Continue to drip water, continue to sharpen the sword, drip water again, sharpen the sword again.

The sound of sharpening the sword has gradually changed from the unpleasant knocking sound to the slight sound of the sharp blade.

The sword, which was originally soaked in rust, slowly revealed its original charm.

"It's a good sword."

“But it’s not good enough.”

Liu Xie did not stand up, but continued to sharpen the Han sword over and over again in a boring manner.

The candlelight in the palace no longer flickered, and the light in the sky was no longer dim.

The second watch has passed, and the darkest time of the day has passed.

But Liu Xie still maintained the same posture and continued sharpening his sword.

At this time, the sword blade was as bright and shiny as new, and could reflect Liu Xie's face.

Liu Xie held the Han sword in his hand and slowly raised his head.

A faint light has risen from the east.

There has been no movement inside or outside the palace so far.

Liu Xie knew that he... had won!
In this power struggle that he had been looking forward to, Wang Yun lost everything without realizing it!
When sharpening the sword for the last time, Liu Xie used his sleeve as a rag to wipe away the water droplets on the sword and the last bit of rust on the sword.

"Change your clothes! Get ready for the meeting!"

By the way, Liu Xie gave the Han sword that he had sharpened all night to the palace maid.

"Hang it back."

The palace maid took the sword, turned around and tried to get the scabbard, but was stopped by Liu Xie.

"Why cover up the Han sword? Just hang it there. I want to watch."

The palace maid hurriedly stood up and hung the Han sword back on the wall.

At the same time, other palace servants also came in one after another, holding incense trays in their hands.

The Han people used robes as court dress and daily wear.

The colors of the emperor's clothes followed the changes of the five seasons, namely green in spring, red in summer, yellow in late summer, white in autumn, and black in winter.

Now there are still a few days before the beginning of summer, so the court dress prepared by the palace people for Liu Xie is a green-edged middle garment.

Changing into court robes means wearing a crown.

The sages replaced it with silk and linen, and seeing the patterns of the phoenix and the splendor of the pheasant, they dyed silk to imitate them, and began to make five colors, and made them into clothing. Seeing that birds and beasts had crowns, horns, beards and whiskers, they made crowns with tassels and used them as jewelry.

Huangdi, Yao and Shun all ruled the world by wearing robes, so this crown could not be more important.

The emperor's crown is seven inches wide and one foot and two inches long. It is round in front and square in the back, with a red and green lining and a black top. It overhangs four inches in the front and three inches in the back, with twelve tassels made of white jade beads and a tassel made of the same color as the ribbon.

This crown is extremely luxurious, but also extremely heavy.

Liu Xie wore a crown on his head and looked straight ahead, not daring to do anything frivolous.

"Enter the main hall!"

With the shouts from the eunuch and several eunuch assistants, the jade carriage that the emperor rode was officially set in motion!

The purpose of ceremonial dress is to reward merits and honor virtues, respect benevolence and honor the virtuous.

The robe is decorated with jade and long extensions, the sun and the moon are like rising dragons, the mountain chariot is decorated with golden roots, and there is a yellow house and a left flag, all of which are used to match his virtues and show his achievements.

The virtuous and benevolent assist the saint, are granted a state and receive the people, are dressed in fine clothes and embroidered with patterns, and are driven by dragons in carriages, so as to show their benevolence and glorify their abilities.

The majesty of the Han emperor was fully displayed in the Weiyang Palace.

The palace maids, attendants, and imperial guards all lowered their heads and nodded, not daring to offend.

Only Liu Xie, who was sitting on the jade carriage, knew that such a grand scene was the only remaining majesty of the Han Dynasty.

Just like that Han sword, the only visible part is the hilt.

But Liu Xie was not in a hurry.

Because he knew that the Han sword would eventually be pulled out.

Today's court meeting is the first time that this Han sword comes into contact with the sharpening tool!
(End of this chapter)