Great Wei Nengchen

"Wang Yun pays homage to the grand master. It is a great honor for the grand master to visit the humble house!" Seeing Dong Zhuo's car finally appeared, Wang Yun quickly stepped forward, straightened his clothes, and paid respects!

"Mr. Situ, please hurry up!" Dong Zhuo had already received the report. There were no ambushes or assassins in the mansion. Instead, it had been cleaned up and a lot of delicacies had been prepared. It seems that old Wang Yun really wanted to treat guests!

Thinking of this, Dong Zhuo couldn't help being elated. It seems that Wang Yun couldn't take it anymore and was about to surrender to himself. Also, on the one hand, he killed people and made everyone fearful, and on the other hand, he gave away mansions and property to win people's hearts. The offensive can be described as airtight, Wang Yun is old and has lost his vigor, in order to preserve his family's wealth, it is normal for him to surrender, and it is not normal to carry on with it!

Wang Yun is the leader of the Chinese and Chinese military officials. Even if he surrendered, how long can the others hold on?The great Han and Jiangshan are all in my hands!Thinking of this, Dong Zhuo couldn't help laughing up to the sky, the smile was so carefree and proud!

In the end, Dong Zhuo and Wang Yun walked in hand in hand, showing their intimacy!

"The old man looked at the sky at night, and found that the man's energy is exhausted, and the grand master's merits are powerful all over the world. Why don't you follow the example of Yao and Shun, and ascend to the great treasure early..." During the banquet, Wang Yun began to launch frequent offensives of flattery. Dong Zhuo's long face was almost rounded.

"Situ Gong is absurd. As a Hanchen, Zhuo dares to do such an unreasonable idea?" Dong Zhuo was already happy, but he still had to do some gestures. He is not stupid and naturally knows that everyone in the world There is no free throne, if you want to be on the throne, you must pay a certain price. To put it bluntly, the change of the throne is just a product of the exchange of benefits!

"The grand master is the respect of the whole world. If the grand master insists on refusing, what will happen to the people in the world?" Situ Wang Yun persuaded him again with a mournful old face. It is very likely that Dong Zhuo will not be the emperor, and the people in the world will have no way to survive!

"I don't know what all the ministers mean?" Dong Zhuo directly pointed it out when he said the words, what price do you want for supporting me in the position?

"I hope that the Grand Master will continue to use the children of the gentry, and don't let the poor and lowly people pollute the court!"

"So that's it, that's it!... Haha!" Dong Zhuo burst out laughing heartily, and he finally got the trump card of the gentry family.

He had also heard about Cao Cao's "Recruitment Order" in Dongjun, but Dong Zhuo didn't pay much attention to it at first. The Han Dynasty court has been controlled by noble families for hundreds of years.

But I didn't expect this move to hit the fatal spot of all civil and military officials. It seems that they are afraid that I, Dong Zhuo, will also make such a move and use scholars from poor families to shake their positions in the court, so they have no choice but to come here Kneeling and licking himself, why didn't he think of this level before?

It is a good move to deal with the gentry with the humble family!Dong Zhuo had already made up his mind that as long as he succeeded in ascending to the position, he would immediately issue a merit-seeking order. At that time, the poor family had to rely on himself if they wanted to be promoted, and the nobles had to rely on him if they wanted to keep their positions.

But now, I have to appease these people, and we can talk about everything after I take office. Thinking of this, Dong Zhuo supported Wang Yun with both hands, patted his shoulders and said, "If it is really God's will, Situ should be the founder of the country." Yuan Xun!"

Throwing out the big cake of a founding father, I'm not afraid that you won't work for me!

"Sir, Wang Yun, thank you, my lord!" Taking a few steps back, Wang Yun kneeled three times and kowtowed nine times in a very formal manner. Because Dong Zhuo hadn't ascended the throne after all, he used the title of lord!

"Ai Qing, please get up quickly! Please get up quickly!" As the Ninth Five-Year Planner, I am the only one who respects me. This is the greatest achievement a man can get. Dong Zhuo feels like he is flying like a cloud, as if seeing countless officials. The subjects all knelt down in front of him and offered their most pious respect to him. Although it was just a rehearsal in advance, it felt great!

"Crack! Crack! Crack!" Wang Yun clapped his palms three times in a row, and said with a half-smile, "The banquet is not fun, please pass the diva a dance!"

As soon as the applause fell, a cloud of red clouds suddenly rushed out from behind the screen, somersaulting all the way to the banquet, with extremely graceful posture, Dong Zhuo took a closer look, it turned out to be a tender and beautiful woman who is all over the world, dancing there!

"Good! Good! You are really a fairy!" Dong Zhuo was originally a womanizer, and Diao Chan went through a long time of careful dressing up. It can be said that every trace, every ounce, is extremely beautiful. Such a stunning beauty is a fairy. Knowing how to think of everything, let alone a pervert, Dong Zhuo's heart suddenly rang out with howling wolves...

After a few more beautiful dances, Diao Chan opened her mouth and began to sing, "There are beauties in the north who are peerless and independent. A smile can captivate the city, and then a smile can captivate the country..."

This "Song of a Beautiful Woman" was composed by Li Yannian, a famous court musician in the early Han Dynasty, for his younger sister. Emperor Wudi of the Han Dynasty was amazed by this song, and he immediately named his younger sister his wife. It couldn't be more appropriate to use it here. Diao Chan compares herself to Mrs. Li, so who is the talented and bold Emperor Wu of Han?

"If the grand master likes it, how about sending this girl up to make a bed for the grand master?" Seeing that Dong Zhuo had entered the urn, Situ Wang Yun immediately threw out the golden hook in his hand, and if you don't believe me, you won't bite the hook!

"If that's the case, the old man will accept it with a smile!" Dong Zhuo has been staring at it for a long time. Under the flood of blood, even the fat all over his body is trembling. Besides, he regards this as a certificate of honor presented by Wang Yun. How can he not accept it? Isn't it hurtful!

"Ha! Ha! Ha..." There was a burst of laughter at the banquet, but it is still unknown who will have the last laugh!

That night, Dong Zhuo got drunk and returned to Meiwu with Diao Chan's support. Since then, he has plunged headlong into the land of tenderness and can't pull it out again...

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On the other side, after sending Dong Zhuo away, Wang Yun finally breathed a sigh of relief, showing a gloomy face at random, the plan is done, the next step is to wait slowly, and when the father and son turn against each other, the old man will add fuel to the fire... …

"Pass down the order. From today onwards, the old man will be sick and stay behind closed doors!" Wang Yun knew that he must not be in a hurry at this time, otherwise it would be easy to show his feet, and all previous efforts would be wasted. With Diao Chan around, Dong Zhuo would be fascinated by Dong Zhuo soon. Some of them don't even know their last name. As for Lu Bu, hehe...

It's just a pity for Diao Chan!pity!such a pity!

259. Chapter 259 Reappearance of the Yellow Turban

Dahan, in the second year of Chuping, in winter and November, several major events happened in the world!

First, Hujiu-Lu Bu's dream of winning a beautiful woman is shattered, Diao Chan is occupied by the grand master Dong Zhuo, and a rift begins to appear between the father and son!

Second, Sun Ce was forced by Liu Biao, the shepherd of Jingzhou, and couldn't stand. In desperation, he had to leave his mother and several younger brothers and sisters to live in Qu'a, while he packed up the remnants left by his father and temporarily defected to Huainan Yuan Shu's command!

Third, the Qingzhou Yellow Turban Army rebelled!

The Yellow Turban Army has always been the nightmare of the Han Dynasty. People clearly remember that Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Taiping Road, called himself "General Tiangong", Zhang Bao called "General Digong", and Zhang Liang called "General Rengong". The three brothers shouted 'The sky is dead, and the yellow sky should stand! 's slogan, within one night, 50 million believers and common people followed from it, all over the southeast states of the Han Dynasty. Wherever the rebel army went, they broke through the city and killed officials. The soldiers pointed directly at Luoyang, the capital, and the world shook!

In desperation, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty delegated power to the state herdsmen of various regions and recruited troops for defense. With the cooperation of the ruling class and local tyrants, it took a lot of effort to suppress the Yellow Turban Army, but after this turmoil, the Han Dynasty The dynasty collapsed and became dying; it can be said that this large-scale Yellow Turban Uprising shook the foundation of the Han Dynasty's rule, and the word "Yellow Turban Army" has become a nightmare in the hearts of people all over the world!

Dong Zhuo, who holds the power of the court, is terrified!

Busy fighting for the city, the princes of the separatist side are equally frightened!

The noble families of the world are even more frightened!

The reason is very simple, no matter whether the feudal lords are fighting for hegemony or the dynasty is changing, it is nothing more than changing a person on the dragon chair, or changing a surname. The emperor is still the emperor, and the gentry are still reused. , They want to rebuild a dynasty, rebuild a new order, to make an image metaphor, the princes contend for hegemony is that everyone grabs dumplings in a pot, no matter who grabs the dumplings in the end, the dumplings will still be in the pot after all, but the golden uprising is a board The brick smashed the pot, and no one can eat it!

That's why during the 'Yellow Turban Uprising', the elites of the gentry worked so hard to help the court to suppress it, asking for money and people, in order to protect their own interests. It turned out to be a resurgence, and once again started an incident in the south of Qingzhou, and quickly became bigger. In just one month, it even broke the counties of Jinan, Le'an, and Donglai. It was like a snowball. It has reached millions of people!

"Kill!..." After the Yellow Turban Army besieged Linzi City, it launched a fierce attack. Today is the third day. For three days, millions of Yellow Turban Army have been restless, like waves, hitting Linzi City day and night!

Looking around, wherever you look, there are dense crowds. These people have dull expressions and ragged clothes. It is more appropriate to say that they are a group of refugees than the army; except for a few people with yellow scarves in their hands. A decent weapon, and the weapons in the hands of the rest are really varied, such as kitchen knives, hoes, sickles, wooden sticks...

In fact, many people in the Yellow Turban Army were still doing their job as farmers a few days ago, but after the Yellow Turban Army uprising, they implemented a coercion policy. If they did not go anywhere, they would burn down their houses, rob all edible food, and take all livestock with them. , Sometimes even the leaves are wiped out with you, destroying all the facilities that can survive, so those homeless people have to follow the Yellow Turban Army to plunder the next city in order not to starve to death. In this way, the common people became rogues. They were like swarms of locusts, sweeping everything wherever they went, eating one place, and then changing another place until there was nothing to eat, or they were wiped out!

Outside the east gate of Linzi City, in the formation of the Yellow Turban Army, stood an apricot-yellow banner several feet high, with five big characters written on it, "Little General Tiangong", with a black-maned war horse sitting on the horse's back. , this person is 27 or [-] years old, but he has a baby face, a bronze helmet on his head, an iron armor, and a three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand. He is majestic and majestic. He is the leader of the Yellow Turban Army-Zhang Yan!

That's right, it was the unlucky Zhang Yan who was picked up by Xiao Yi and the others from the river. When he came back from selling horses outside the Great Wall, Zhang Yan's caravan was bloodbathed by "Mr. Zimu" in Panlong River, and all his followers were killed. Zhang Yan was injured and jumped into the river to escape. Later, she recovered after several months of cultivation in the small Taoist temple. With the fire of hatred that could not be extinguished, Zhang Yan finally left without saying goodbye, and went to forge her own life path!

For a few years, everyone had their own different opportunities. After Zhang Yan returned to Qingzhou, he contacted the remnants of the Yellow Turban Army everywhere, and took over Zhang Jiao's banner. Planning to revolt, but at this time there is no place for the Yellow Turban Army in the world. Just when Zhang Yan was in infinite distress, God helped him, and the princes began to crusade against Dong Zhuo!

The Eighteenth Route princes challenged Dong, the momentum was huge, and the world was shaken. People only saw that the Kwantung Allied Forces were invincible and fought all the way to the city of Luoyang, forcing Dong Zhuo to move his capital to Luoyang to avoid the front of the army, but they didn't know how much he paid behind this success price!

Since ancient times, wars have been fighting for money and food. The soldiers of the coalition of thirty princes eat horses and feed them every day. In addition to the losses during transportation, as well as supplements such as weapons and armor, the food and grass consumed is an astronomical figure, which is large enough to wear down. one country!

Food and grass can’t be dropped from the sky, and they can only be snatched from the mouths of ordinary people if they pray to God. Not only that, the people have to send out strong men and ox carts to transport the food and grass from the rear for thousands of miles, and they are exhausted along the way. There were countless injuries, but out of loyalty to the Han Dynasty, the people in the Kanto region still gritted their teeth and never complained. Unfortunately, the feudal lords gave up halfway in their pursuit of Dong, which greatly lost the hope of the people of the world. The feudal hegemony has begun again, and the conscription continues, recruiting strong men, collecting grain and grass..., endlessly!

The ravages of war pushed the common people to the death line step by step. The officials forced the people to rebel, and the people had no choice but to rebel. When people really had no way out, they had no choice but to take risks. Under the banner of the Yellow Turban Army, a team of tens of 10 people was easily assembled, and within a month, they swept across Qingzhou!

Linzi is the seat of Qingzhou. The city is high and the pool is deep, easy to defend and difficult to attack. In addition, there are plenty of troops inside, and the weapons and equipment of the county soldiers are also considered excellent. The Yellow Turban Army failed to win for three days. No, just a wave The refugees who rushed to the top of the city were pushed back again, and they got nothing but thousands of lives in vain!

"On the supervisory team, if anyone takes a step back, behead!" Zhang Yan gave an order, and hundreds of soldiers in armor and yellow scarves poured out from around him. Zhang Yan equips them with the best weapons, and he is reluctant to consume them in normal battles, but uses them as a supervising team!

"Go back, those who retreat will die!" Hundreds of ghost-headed swords swung in unison, immediately killing a person's head rolling, the retreating refugees finally stopped under the threat of death, and began to rearrange their formation, preparing for the next charge !

"How about the rest of the offensive?"

"Back to the chief, the defenders of Linzi are desperately resisting, and the commanders of the other armies are also unable to attack for a long time. Tens of thousands of horses have been lost in the past few days. The brothers are exhausted. Should we rest for a few days before attacking?" city?"

"No, continue to mobilize people and beat the drums to attack the city. Today, I will never die!" Zhang Yan knew that the time left for him was running out. It can't last long. The Yellow Turban Army has no fixed supply of food and grass, and they all rely on looting all the way. However, the daily consumption of millions of rioters is huge. For five days, after five days, not to mention food, even grass roots and bark can be eaten clean, so there is no grass left!

"Bring out the food and recruit dead soldiers for me. Even with the pile of dead bodies today, you have to break through Linzi City!" Zhang Yan waved the three-pointed double-edged knife in his hand, staring at a pair of red eyes, and gave the final desperate order Kill order!