Three Kingdoms: I don’t want to fall in love in troubled times

Chapter 61 Bloody Night

When He Jin assisted the government, he invited Yuan Wei to be a minister. Wei was highly regarded, respected, and powerful.

Shao Jishu conspired with Jin to kill the eunuchs, but Wei could not take charge; Jin summoned Dong Zhuo, and Cao Cao, Chen Lin, Zheng Tai, and Lu Zhi all knew that there would be chaos, but Wei could not stop it; Dong Zhuo abolished Hongnong and established Chenliu as a warning to Wei. , and Wei's report was as agreed; he was still a minister in his corpse position, and his sense of shame was gone.However, he died in Zhuo's hands and destroyed his family.

——Wang Fuzhi
North Palace.

The lights here are brightly lit, and each palace lantern is carefully lit by the female official, making the entire Yeting seem like day.

Dong Xiangguo had not slept all night.

Although it seemed to be just a misunderstanding, the attack on the arsenal still broke the most critical chord in his mind - how many people were hidden in the maze of buildings in Luoyang City?
He, a disciple and former official, knows the strength of the Yuan family very well.

As long as Dong Zhuo still had any illusions about controlling the court, he should not completely break with this family, which would mean a complete break with the world's gentry.

What's more, Yuan Wei actually treated him quite well. Although the old man was too cowardly and stupid to be a member of the Yuan family, he was very suitable to be used as a harmless mascot.

Even though Yuan Shao had already raised his voice and organized an army of followers, the Yuan family still occupied the two positions of Tai Tu and Tai Servant in his court.

This is a silent mockery of Dong Zhuo - even if you can do whatever you want in Luoyang, the eastern capital, live in the late emperor's Yeting, sleep with his concubines, kill his widow, poison his eldest son, and put the face of the rich Liu family on You don't dare to do anything to the Yuan family even if they are trampled on the ground.

Luoyang, a place steeped in history and power every brick, Dong Zhongying, a good man, could not make it bow to him.

But it doesn't matter anymore, he just wants to get out of here.

"Where is Huangfu Yizhen?" He coughed twice to clear the air that had accumulated in his throat after being silent for too long, "How do I reply?"

Huangfu Song was the last obstacle to the plan to move the capital.

This famous general in the late Han Dynasty had previously commanded [-] troops and was stationed in Fufeng County. Only by removing his military power could it be possible to move the capital to Chang'an.

Frankly speaking, if Huangfu Song did not obey the order and instead raised troops in Guanzhong to respond to the coalition forces, Dong Zhuo would have no good solution. After all, this man was his superior when he put down the Liangzhou Rebellion, and his military exploits and reputation were far superior to his own. It's hard to say whether Liang Jun is willing to draw his sword against him.

"He will come."

The answer was still Li Ru, and the news from everywhere was gathered here.

Hearing this, Dong Zhuo suddenly recalled that solemn face.

At this time, if he chose to obey the order and put down his military power and come to Luoyang alone, he would be abandoning his own life.

Huangfu Song was a hero, but he still didn't have the courage to say "no" to the court.

Dong Zhuo couldn't help but wonder, is reputation in history books so important?
Can those rules that are as dense as a spider web really allow a general who has spent his whole life on the battlefield to tie himself up and walk towards a certain death place?

But that's fine, those who seek fame get it. Huangfu Song is so foolish and loyal, which is not a bad thing for him, Dong Zhuo.

"Although Huangfu Yizhen has old grudges with me, he is still a pure minister. If all the scholars in the world can be so loyal to the country, how can there be so many things?"

He couldn't help but irritate his old rival.

"That's what my uncle said."

Li Ru bowed and agreed.

Now that Huangfu Song has left, Dong Zhuo has to do something he couldn't do before.

"What happened tonight really has nothing to do with the Yuan family?"

"No," Li Ru replied simply, "But as long as my aunt is willing, I can have it."

It's just a frame-up, and it's not a very technical thing. According to the "Nine Chapter Laws", a dozen armors can kill everyone in the Yuan family.

"." After Dong Zhuo thought about it for a while, he ordered: "Find a reason to kill all the servants, and put more than 50 members of the Yuan family under house arrest first." Since the day of Zhengdan, a Xiliang army has been sent to the east front every time. , his sense of security will be weakened. Today, using the name of the attack on the arsenal, controlling the Yuan family, the biggest threat, can make him feel more at ease.

"As ordered."

Li Ru's answer seemed particularly harsh in the empty and quiet Yeting.

Silence came like a tidal wave.

Recently, whenever he raised his head from the warm and fragrant soft jade of the concubines in the harem, Dong Zhuo could not help but recall every choice he had made since entering Luoyang.

Where did it all go wrong?

Should we enfeoff prefects, or should we depose and establish emperors?

One by one, all the way back to that early morning at the Sunset Pavilion in Zhuma, I looked at the looming Luoyang in the mist, simply wanting to gain some capital from this turmoil.

At that time, no one expected that there would be chaos in the palace, the generals and eunuchs died together, and the emperor and King Chenliu were living among the people.

What awaits him are the two children who are closely dependent on each other, and are the tickets to the highest stage.

"Wenyou." Dong Zhuo rarely called Li Ru, "Did I do something wrong?"

Dong Zhuo's voice was so weak that it sounded like he was talking to himself, but it felt like needle pricks in Li Ru's ears.

"Auntie thinks that this position of supremacy is a child's game?" The Xiliang Confucian scholar rarely became excited: "If you are tired of playing, just say I want to go home, so you can take care of your granddaughter calmly?"

There is no such thing in the world!

You have to pick up the knife and tell everyone with your blood the price of disobeying you!
Anyone who dares to look directly at you will have his eyes gouged out.

Anyone who dares to criticize you must be silenced forever.

Because you have staked everything, wealth, reputation, and the blood of your family for generations. Anyone who wants to take away this position must take it all out and slap it on the table without hesitation.

Because this is the only sacrifice to Kyushu Wanfang.

Mentioning his granddaughter, Dong Zhuo's cloudy eyes regained some clarity.

Yes, there is no turning back.

"What Wen You said is," Dong Xiangguo swallowed a mouthful of Ye Ting's rotten air, "we will take advantage of tonight to search out all the high-ranking families in the city, so that it will be easier to move the capital in the future."

"Oh," he suddenly thought of something, "People like Wang Zishi, Xun Ciming, and Cai Bozhe are exempted."

After all, we are one of our own, so we should always show preferential treatment.

In fact, from Li Ru's point of view, no scholar can be trusted, but his father-in-law just showed a sad and helpless look, and now I tell him: Forget it, none of the people you promoted are on your side. over here
I'm afraid that's not very reasonable.

Moreover, this group of people is already the best candidate that can be found. Among people who are familiar with Confucianism, there are only a few people who are qualified and willing to be memorial archers. You can't just randomly find a few old farmers in the fields to become memorial archers. Sangong, right?
This is what counselors are like. Many things they know can only be rotten in their stomachs. Not only can they not talk about it, but they must always act like "I have the advantage" and give their lord a good psychological massage.

"As ordered."

Li Ru turned around and left, leaving Dong Xiangguo alone in the huge Yeting.

That night, the big families in Luoyang City were robbed one after another, and countless families were broken up and killed. There were too many corpses to be buried at the same time, so they were thrown into the nearby Luoshui River.

In the spring of March, Luoshui fish is fat.

(End of this chapter)