"Huh."

Thousands of eyes came to him, making Ying Fei uncomfortable like a man's back. Fortunately, it is full of qi cultivation and hard work, and it is under pressure like a mountain, and it is not visible at all.

"Poof."

The iron sword was returned to the sheath with his backhand, Ying Fei looked at Dong Zhuo and smiled, and said, "Zhonglang will speak, and this face will be given by himself."

Ying Fei has a very strong purpose in doing things, and today she is just to make friends with Dong Zhuo and take advantage of the situation to suppress Liu Bei. When the goal is achieved, it will naturally not hold on.

Looking at Ying Fei's actions, Dong Zhuo's smile became even stronger, and he smiled and said.

"You are all here for the Taiping Road and want to contribute to the country. A little unhappiness is inevitable. ”

A word that sowed discord came out, and everyone's faces were different. Ying Fei looked at Dong Zhuo, and the corners of her mouth curled. Dong Zhuo's seemingly reconciled words were full of intrigue.

Then Dong Zhuo stretched out his fat left hand, led forward, and said, "The general has prepared a banquet from the mansion, and now he will protect the wind and wash the dust for the capital."

"Please."

"General Zhonglang, please."

……

For a time, the soldiers were all gone. The whole scene, except for Guan Yu's unhappy face, was full of joy.

Ying Fei and Dong Zhuo walked side by side, followed by Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Guo Jia, Li Ru and others. In this era, the hierarchy is extremely strict, just like this moment, even if Li Ru is Dong Zhuo's son-in-law and has a very high status in his army, he can't be parallel to Ying Fei.

This is the most chaotic era in China, and it is also the most brilliant period of civilization. Horses walk the road, officials walk the streets, everything has a harsh law as a yardstick.

There is no chaos in the Hereafter, and there is no unearned gain in the Hereafter. In this period of China, if you want to get ahead, you can only rely on yourself.

Literati, hard reading poetry. The six arts of a gentleman have been practiced hard for ten years. Martial arts, the art of war and martial arts. The battlefield fights and rises in the sea of corpses and blood.

In this era, armies are meant to fight, not gilded. In this era, opportunities are everywhere.

……

The county government is located in the middle of the city to get a glimpse of all directions. The county government built a very large one, with red walls and blue tiles, which is very magnificent. From a distance, there is a bit of atmosphere.

Entering the hall, Dong Zhuo fell into the top, and his eyebrows were raised, and he said.

"Sit."

"Whoa."

……

Everyone sat according to the words, Cao Cao was on the left, and Ying Fei was on the right. In the Han Dynasty, the previous practice was greatly changed, and since the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period were abandoned, the law of respect for the left was abandoned.

Seeing everyone sitting down, Dong Zhuo's eyes flashed, and he said, "Wenyou, order someone to serve tea."

"No."

Li Ru bowed away, and Dong Zhuo's gaze suddenly fell on Niu Fu's body, and said.

"Prepare for the wine banquet and sing and dance."

"No."

……

For a while, in the entire hall, Yingying Yanyan, tall and plump palace women, danced in the hall. Bronze instruments are struck, seven strings are plucked, and silk and bamboo music are sounding leisurely.

Singing and dancing were repeated, attracting everyone's attention at once. Everyone here is a person in the army, and women are strictly forbidden in the army, and they also trek for days and high-intensity battles.

The choice between life and death, detouring through the Ghost Gate, the tense nerves during the war, struggling in blood and fire, made everyone gather an evil fire in their hearts.

Among them, Guo Jia, Cao Cao, and Dong Zhuo are the three. Cao Cao is a good woman, and everyone knows it in later generations. For the sake of his wife, he fought in Wancheng, and his eldest son Cao Ang and his general Dian Wei all died.

Dong Zhuo is a strongman who sleeps on the dragon bed at night, rape, adultery of the imperial concubine, and palace maid. And Guo Jia was merry by nature, and when he didn't follow Ying Fei, he often lingered in the land of fireworks.

Dunhuang is a remote and uncivilized place. Although there are fireworks in the city, they are not as beautiful and charming as the women of the Central Plains. Since Guo Jia followed Ying Fei, he rarely touched women.

At this moment, the three perverts didn't care about the image at all. In his eyes, a green wolf light shot out, and his mouth commented on the dancing girl from time to time.

……

The fragrance of tea curls and the heat slowly rises, blurring Ying Fei's vision and enveloping it.

picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and Ying Fei Xing looked at it. Looking at the people present, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

No one knows but him. In the Quzhou County Mansion, there are a few men who will be famous and powerful in the Han Dynasty in the future.

Whether it is Dong Zhuo, or Cao Cao, or even Guan Zhang. Each of them was part of the troubled times at the end of the Han Dynasty. It was they who used their talents and lives to stage a peerless history.

"Everyone, move the chopsticks!"

Watching the singing and dancing, the crowd began to eat. There was no ban in the army, and the scene in the hall was extremely lively.

The maid in the autumn rain carried the wine jug to fill everyone one by one, and retreated far away. Dong Zhuo put down his chopsticks, raised his glass, and said.

"."

……

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As soon as Dong Zhuo moved, everyone unanimously raised their glasses, and the guests were as they pleased, at this moment, Dong Zhuo was the master here, the supreme commander of Quzhou County.

……

After eating and drinking, Guan Yu's eyes flashed, and he condensed his voice and said.

"Women are tired of singing and dancing, Guan has heard for a long time that most of the corporal guards are guarded, and they are all one of the ten, why not dance the sword to help the fun."

"Huh."

As soon as Guan Yu said a word, Ying Fei's expression suddenly became ugly. The knuckles of his knuckles clucked, and at this moment, Ying Fei had the urge to draw his sword and kill.

"Guan Junhou is very good at this, and he has been famous for a long time!"

"Haha, Zhuo Ke feasts his eyes, right?"

……

From Cao Cao to Dong Zhuo, everyone agreed with Guan Yu's words. For them, the deeper the contradiction between Ying Fei and Guan Yu, the more beneficial it will be.

Ying Fei Xing's eyes were raised, and his sharp gaze crossed everyone's faces, looking at the smiling people, and said, "You have this Yaxing, you will not dare to brush it."

"Wei Liang."

"My lord."

"Huh."

The two looked at each other, and a murderous intent skyrocketed. Ying Fei took a deep look at Wei Liang and said.

"Go down and prepare."

"No."

……

Wei Liang left, the anger in his eyes was extremely clear. For Wei Liang, the soldier was sacred, and he should defend his family and the country, and compete for power on the battlefield, rather than dancing his sword in the hall for people to laugh at.

It's a shame, and it's a shame. It's just that Wei Liang is also a smart person, and he knows the truth of public anger.

……

"Boom."

After a group of dancing girls in light gauze palace costumes finished dancing, they bent down and retreated. In the hall, the music played by the musicians suddenly changed, from gentle to mighty and strong.

But listening to the sound of gold and iron, the sound of killing shook the sky. More than 100 Wei warriors wore armor and held halberds, lined up in the hall. To the sound of the majestic drums, all the sergeants sang in unison, singing:

"The champion is in the sea, and the wind is long. The clouds and tigers fell into battle, hugging the dragon city rainbow. Rampant thousands of miles away, Hu Yun has been poor for a hundred years. ……”

Between the songs, Wei Wushu lined up and constantly bent and stretched. Left round right, first partial and then ranked, Yuli goose through, Ji Zhang Yishu, staggered flexion and stretching, head and tail back to each other, like the shape of the battle array.

The melody is not only vigorous, the sound is generous, and the movements are more robust and powerful. In the change of formation, the halberd was stabbed, and there was a murderous aura that penetrated the sky. Although there are only more than 100 people, its momentum is no less than that of thousands of horses.