System Blessing: The Young Master of the Dong Family and Diao Chan's Fate

Zhang Xiu thought for a moment and said casually.

"Cough cough."

Jia Xu, who was slacking off, was suddenly reminded by Zhang Xiu and coughed twice.

He was the chief bookkeeper, and this kind of record-keeping work was indeed his responsibility.

"Send someone to report the battle back to Chang'an."

"Also, leave the cattle and sheep in Jiecheng for now and wait for Li Ru to send someone to transport them back to Chang'an."

"We have more important things to do."

Dong Yu nodded slightly and gave the order.

"promise!"

Xun You bowed and agreed.

"Youwei, tell the entire army to stay in Jiecheng for a day to rest, and then set off for Yong'an tomorrow."

Dong Yu turned his gaze to Zhang Xiu again and gave instructions.

"promise!"

Zhang Xiu nodded and immediately set out to deliver the message.

"My lord, this victory should boost the morale of the Xiliang army."

Jia Xu stroked his beard and gave a subtle reminder from the side.

"I understand. With this victory, the Xiliang soldiers will have some confidence, which is good for the next plan."

Dong Yu smiled and whispered.

...

Jiecheng is the location of the county government office of Jie County.

That’s right, it’s Guan Laoer’s hometown, Jie County, Hedong.

Based on the principle of resting instead of working, Comrade Xiao Dong took Zhang Xiu and Zhao Yun for a stroll in the city.

Hedong was less affected by the Dong family, and many people could be seen on the streets here.

"Brother, what are we going to do?"

Zhang Xiu frowned and asked with some boredom.

“Look at the lives of the people.”

“Only in this way can you know what they need.”

"Take you for example. If I hadn't gone to your house, I wouldn't have known that your sister-in-law came from a scholarly family."

"It's strange that a person like you who spews so much shit can actually marry..."

Dong Yu raised his eyebrows and made a teasing remark.

"Big brother..."

Before Dong Yu could finish his words, Zhang Xiu stared at him with a look of grievance.

What does it mean to be full of shit?

Although Zhang Xiu's wife was not very beautiful, she was a gentle woman. One could tell from her conversation that she was a woman of some knowledge, unlike Zhang Xiu who could only spit.

"what...!"

"Killing people!!"

Just as the three of them were walking and chatting, a scream suddenly came from the front.

Noisy sounds broke out in front, and a large number of people fled in all directions.

"go!"

The three of them looked at each other and frowned at the same time, just like the other.

In the tavern, a young man was lying in a pool of blood, and an old man and a woman were squatting on the ground crying over the corpse.

"Give me money?"

"I've never paid for my drinks."

"Don't you even ask who I am, Grandpa?"

Yang Ding's face was red, obviously he had drunk a lot of wine.

"That's right. My general just wiped out the Huns to protect you. What's wrong with drinking some of your wine?"

"Hmph, you don't know what's good for you. I already said I wouldn't give you any money, but this brat insisted on nagging me."

"You brought this upon yourself!"

Several military commanders who followed Yang Ding also had ferocious expressions on their faces.

"Son!!"

The old man lost his son in his old age and cried bitterly with tears and snot.

"It's so annoying, tell him to shut up."

Yang Ding's forehead veins popped out and he glared at the old man.

Clang——

The blade turned into a cold light when it was unsheathed, and was about to chop the old man, but a long sword deflected the ring-handled knife.

"How dare you, as a government soldier, massacre civilians for no reason!"

Zhao Yun held a long sword, his eyes filled with anger.

"what?"

"Are you talking to me?"

"Don't think that just because you've hooked up with the young master, you're nothing."

Yang Ding's eyes were blazing with fire, and the anger that had been suppressed for the past few days suddenly surged up.

"Oh?"

"So, you really don't take me seriously."

Dong Yu put his hands behind his back, his face gloomy.

"Young...Young Master."

When Yang Ding saw Dong Yu was there, he couldn't help but lower his posture.

Looking at Yang Ding who bowed his head and clasped his hands, a hint of murderous intent flashed in Dong Yu's eyes.

Looking at the corpse in the pool of blood and the father and daughter standing in pain beside the corpse, he could hardly suppress the anger in his heart.

As the son of Dong Zhuo, his personality naturally resembles that of his unreliable father.

Even if you traveled through time, you would still be affected to some extent.