The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 547 Honghu's Ambition
"Duke Ming forgot! But I, Li Ru, still remember!"

Li Ru stabbed the long sword in his hand into the desk, and said angrily.

"Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be princes!"

"Duke Ming has stepped into the torrent of the world's general trend, but now he wants to stay out of it?! It's ridiculous!!!"

Li Su, Hu Zhen and others all looked ashen. Since the death of the old general Zhang Huan, no one scolded Dong Zhuo like this again.

Even Zhang Wen, the former Taiwei, treated Dong Zhuo kindly in the past without scolding him.

Not to mention that now Dong Zhuo has been worshiped as an official grand master, and his status is higher than that of the princes and kings surnamed Liu.

When ministers and ministers met Dong Zhuo, they all had to get out of the car and salute, but Dong Zhuo didn't need to return the salute.

Even all important departments of the imperial court, including the Shangshutai, need to go to Dong Zhuo's Grand Master's Mansion regularly to submit notices.

Dong Zhuo's face was completely darkened, his tiger eyes half-closed, condescending, looking down on Li Ru.

Hu Zhen's heart trembled. He had followed Dong Zhuo for many years, and when he saw Dong Zhuo's expression, he knew that Dong Zhuo was on the verge of rage.

Li Ru stepped on the desk, and suddenly pulled the sword out of the desk.

"Dang--"

The long sword was thrown out of his hand, and Li Ru threw it under the steps of the first seat, in front of Dong Zhuo.

Everyone was shocked, the two guards beside Dong Zhuo drew their swords out of their sheaths almost at the same time, one on the left and one on the right guarding Dong Zhuo's body.

Li Ru had calmed down slowly at this time, the anger slowly dissipated from his body, replaced by incomparable calm.

"If Duke Ming has lost his aggressiveness, he really thinks that he can occupy Guanzhong, occupy Chang'an, live in Meiwu and enjoy himself forever..."

Li Ru looked at Dong Zhuo calmly, he was not afraid of Dong Zhuo's sharp gaze, and said coldly.

"Then please Master Ming take this sword and cut off the head of my Li Ru with your own hands here!"

"What I want to follow is that Habayashiro with great ambitions, that Dong Zhongying who is brave and powerful in Xiliang! Not that arrogant and lustful Dong Zhuo who indulges in debauchery!"

"I, Li Ru, would rather die here than see Sun Jian enter Guanzhong, enter Chang'an, and then die among the rebellious soldiers, and be ridiculed by future generations!"

Dong Zhuo didn't say a word, he put his hands on the shoulders of the two guards in front of him, and pushed them left and right.

The two guards standing in front of Dong Zhuo were slowly pushed away by Dong Zhuo, and Dong Zhuo slowly walked down the steps with a gloomy expression.

Li Su, Hu Zhen and the others involuntarily took a step back. The surroundings were extremely silent, and almost everyone lowered their heads, not daring to look directly at Dong Zhuo and Li Ru.

Dong Zhuo bent down and picked up the long sword under the steps.

With the long sword in hand, an inexplicable feeling flooded Dong Zhuo's heart.

The cold feeling from the long sword in his hand slowly flowed into his heart, and since he doesn't know when, it seems that he hasn't held the sword again.

It seems that all the changes started when he entered the extremely prosperous Luoyang City, and entered the magnificent and dazzling imperial palace.

Dong Zhuo raised his head and looked at Li Ru who was standing upright not far in front of him. Just now Li Ru's questioning and Li Ru's roar began to recollect in his ears.

It has been a long time since he was scolded by others like this, and it has been a long time since he was scolded by others again.

He became the governor of Bingzhou and the prefect of Hedong County, and he was promoted all the way.

Even his former masters Duan Jiong and Zhang Huan never scolded him after he was promoted to governor of Bingzhou.

Gradually, the sound of flattery and compliments surrounded his ears.

Li Ru's previous remonstrance gradually became harsh in his ears.

What he did, everyone would say that he did it right and well, but only Li Ru would always tell him what went wrong.

That's why he gradually alienated Li Ru, he didn't want to meet Li Ru, and he didn't want to listen to Li Ru's preaching.

Faithful words are good for deeds, and good medicine is good for sickness...

Dong Zhuo caressed the long sword in his hand, and the cold chill penetrated into the deepest part of Dong Zhuo's heart through the blade.

Dong Zhuo looked at the long sword in his hand, his expression slightly moved.

This sword was given to Li Ru by him more than ten years ago, and the word "Dong" was engraved on the guard (handguard) of the long sword.

Seeing Dong Zhuo pick up the long sword, Li Ru sighed and closed his eyes in disappointment.

Dong Zhuo held his long sword and looked around.

Whether it's a dancer or an attendant in the hall, anyone who catches his gaze is pale and lowered his face in fear.

Even Li Su, Hu Zhen and others were extremely afraid of him and avoided his gaze.

Dong Zhuo was in a daze, everything seemed to have changed, he suddenly remembered the scene in the military camp in the past.

They returned victorious, and the deafening mighty sound filled the camp.

They put their arms on each other's shoulders, sat around the bonfire in the camp, drank the fine wine rewarded by the emperor, raised their glasses and sang Liangzhou songs loudly.

At that time, they were all sitting together, they were all sitting in a pile, they were shoulder to shoulder, their banquet was regardless of high or low, they were robes, they were brothers, they were relatives and friends, they could put their lives in the hands of each other confidant.

But now, everything has changed.

Pao Ze in the past, now began to be afraid of him, and even the soldiers around him didn't dare to look directly at him.

Dong Zhuo took a step back slowly, those soldiers who followed him, they were all the personal guards from the Dong family, who followed him all the way to fight, and they did their best to protect him on the battlefield. He, they used their own lives to pave the way for him, Dong Zhuo, to a high position.

His personal guards used to look at him with respect, admiration, and admiration...

Only there is no fear.

But now everyone's expressions are surprisingly the same, the first time everyone sees him is fear...

"What I want to follow is that Habayashi Lang with great ambitions, that Dong Zhongying who is brave and powerful in Xiliang..."

Li Ru's words pierced Dong Zhuo's heart like a sharp knife.

Dong Zhuo's heart turned a thousand times, and he raised the long sword in his hand.

One thing after another that happened in the past quickly passed through his mind.

When he was young, he was courteous to the Qiang people, and bonded with all the heroes of the Qiang people.

After reaching the crown, the official paid homage to Liangzhou, led the army to defeat the Xiongnu, won thousands of tricks, and was personally recommended by Duan Jiong, the governor of Bingzhou.

The official worships Habayashi Lang, and then the army Sima, defeats Xiqiang, and pays homage to the doctor, and will be rewarded with nine thousand horses!

Dong Zhuo raised his head to look at the magnificent hall and the delicacies on the table in the hall, and suddenly felt a little strange.

He suddenly felt fear in his heart, he didn't know what happened to him and why he became like this.

In the past, the hero who wrote about the Qiang people came to his home, but there was no serious mistake in his home, so he killed the cattle in his home to entertain everyone.

He distributed all the nine thousand horses that were rewarded for his meritorious service to his subordinate officials and soldiers. At that time, he did not hesitate at all.

But now, he hoards all his treasures in Meiwu, is extravagant, indulging in sensuality, indulging in wine and meat...

When he was Habayashiro in the past, he could still ride on a war horse, wear two sets of quiver, and shoot left and right. Now that time has passed, he is getting fatter and fatter, and even riding a war horse feels tired.

Dong Zhuo was slightly absent-minded.

He is indeed no longer the Dong Zhongying who is brave and powerful in Xiliang.

Dong Zhongying, who was so brave, beheaded the general and captured the flag, was already dead. He didn't die on the bloody battlefield.

It shouldn't be like this...

It shouldn't be like this...

"Dang--"

The long sword slipped from Dong Zhuo's hand and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.

Li Ru's closed eyes reopened because of the sound of the long sword falling to the ground.

He saw the long sword that fell on the ground, and also saw Dong Zhuo's expression, and the light appeared in Li Ru's dull eyes again.

Dong Zhuo stepped forward, step by step, slowly but firmly walked towards Li Ru.

The calm expression on Li Ru's face slowly changed as Dong Zhuo approached.

The expression appeared in his eyes again, his eyebrows lowered unconsciously, and a faint mist appeared in front of his eyelids.

Dong Zhuo stood in front of Li Ru, bowed his hands, and saluted Li Ru respectfully.

Li Su, Hu Zhen and other generals all held their breath and stared at Dong Zhuo in shock. They thought of many endings, but they never thought that Dong Zhuo would actually bow to Li Ru.

"Ming Gong..."

Li Ru looked at Dong Zhuo who was saluting to him, his voice trembling a little.

"The prosperity of Luoyang City has confused my mind and eyes, and I have almost completely forgotten the barren Xiliang..."

Dong Zhuo held Li Ru's hands solemnly, and there was no bloodthirsty killing intent or boundless desire in his eyes, only sincerity remained.

"I let you down..."

After all, the prosperity of Luoyang City is not as unforgettable as the barrenness of Xiliang...

Li Ru held Dong Zhuo's hands tightly. He wanted to speak, but he couldn't say a word.

His vision had been obscured by the mist, and his face was wet.

Drops of water dripped on his hands, and also dripped on Dong Zhuo's hands.

"Please, Wenyou, to help me move on."

Dong Zhuo held Li Ru's hand and spoke solemnly.

Li Ru just nodded, he is completely speechless now.

Hu Zhen and Li Su looked at Dong Zhuo in the hall and clenched their fists involuntarily.

Li Ru said what they dared not say, and did what they dared not do.

Dong Zhuo walked towards the abyss step by step, but they could do nothing, they saw the changes in the world situation, how could they not know that they were now at the edge of the cliff, at the edge of no retreat.

As long as you take a step back, you will immediately fall to the bottom of the cliff and be smashed to pieces!

They have reached a dead end...

They were already thinking of their own ways, trying to find a way out, and wanting to go their separate ways, but now Li Ru scolded Dong Zhuo for waking up.

Dong Zhuo glanced at the magnificent hall, and there was not much emotion in his eyes.

"From now on, Meiwu will be closed. All the money, grain and property in Meiwu will be used as military supplies, and all valuable utensils will be exchanged for money, food and property for military use!"

Dong Zhuo didn't sloppy at all, every exit order was extremely short but extremely powerful and extremely clear.

Hu Zhen and Li Su did not dare to be negligent, and ordered the soldiers of Meiwu to take action.

The huge Meiwu was buzzing with people all of a sudden, and soldiers were walking back and forth.

Li Ru followed Dong Zhuo out of the main hall. On the road outside the main hall, a very tall, extraordinarily luxurious green-covered golden car was parked outside the hall.

This car was the car to take Dong Zhuo to the Grand Master's Mansion in Chang'an City, Dong Zhuo's exclusive car.

Dong Zhuo looked at the golden car with green cover outside the hall. In the past, the golden car with green cover was extremely luxurious and he loved it, but now it is extremely dazzling in his eyes.

"Bring me the fire dragon horse!"

Dong Zhuo commanded in a condescending voice.

A group of soldiers beside the Qinggai Jinhua chariot all looked at each other in blank dismay, why did Dong Zhuo want to ride a horse instead of a chariot today.

You must know that after arriving in Chang'an, Dong Zhuo never rode a war horse again. Every time he traveled, he rode on a green-covered Jinhua chariot or a huge walking chariot.

However, although the military academies were puzzled, no one dared to disobey Dong Zhuo's order.

The military academy next to the car immediately went to the stables of Meiwu. The exclusive mount of the fire dragon horse Dong Zhuo was named "Red Tu". Compared with the red dodder, BMW is also inferior.

A moment later, the general led the red tulip through the gate.

"Recovery—"

There was a loud horse neighing sound suddenly, but it was the red-tailed horse that raised its head suddenly, broke free from the general's control, and ran straight towards Dong Zhuo with four hooves.

"Protect the lord!"

The soldiers around were a little panicked when they saw this, but their good qualities immediately calmed them down, and the generals closest to Dong Zhuo immediately formed an army formation, trying to stop the galloping horse.

"Get out!"

Dong Zhuo waved his hand and shouted angrily.

The generals standing in front of him were all stunned, Dong Zhuo scolded again, and everyone dared not refuse to immediately put away their weapons and move them to the sides.

The horse's hooves rolled and galloped, turning into a red shadow, like a fire dragon falling into the mortal world.

"Chi----"

The tall red-tailed horse dashed forward, just when everyone was terrified and thought they were about to bump into Dong Zhuo, the red-tailed horse suddenly stopped in front of Dong Zhuo.

Dong Zhuo looked at the energetic Chitu in front of him, and couldn't help but feel various emotions in his heart.

He did not ride a red dodder, but changed to a car. Apart from the fact that the car can show his status and be more relaxed, there is actually another reason.

That is, Chitu didn't pay much attention to him, and sometimes even refused to let him ride. It would take a lot of trouble to travel every time, so Dong Zhuo no longer traveled on horseback by himself, but should ride in a chariot.

"It seems that you also look down on the original me..."

Dong Zhuo stroked the horse's head and sighed.

Recalling what happened in the past few years, it is like a dream, it is like a nightmare...

Fortunately, he finally woke up from that dream now.

It's not too late, it's not too late!
There are nearly [-] soldiers under his command, and his former generals are still following behind him!

The crimson flames rekindled in Dong Zhuo's eyes.

Turning over and stepping on the red tutu, Dong Zhuo looked down at the people outside the hall, and got on the old mount. He finally completely recalled everything when he was in Xiliang.

"Recovery—"

Dong Zhuo pulled the reins abruptly.

The red dodder horse raised its front hooves, held its head high, and the loud neighing sound spread in all directions.

Dong Zhuo rode on the red tulip horse, and stretched out his hand to Li Ru, who was also on the horse. His eyes were solemn, his face was serious, and he said in a deep voice.

"This time, I will never let you down again."

(End of this chapter)