Wang Yun was in the rear, looking at his Manchu colleagues entering his own camp one by one, and couldn't help but burst into tears... He couldn't tell whether he was sad or angry because of the alliance between Tao Shang and Dong Zhuo.
In just a few days, the lives of these ministers seemed to have fallen from heaven to earth. Not only did they leave Luoyang, the birthplace of their careers, but they also suffered from wars and displacement... and wandered back and forth in front of the gate of hell for several times.
suffered.
High-ranking officials, generous salaries, and powerful courts all seem to have become a passing thing. In the past few days, the courtiers have seen too many wars, too many deaths, and too much blood during their migration. For them now, the biggest
My only wish is to live in peace and leave this Shura battlefield full of right and wrong alive.
The ministers who entered the formation of the princes each got off the carriage. Some were excited, some were taciturn, some comforted each other, some celebrated each other's escape from the clutches of the devil, some lamented that the emperor could not escape, and some were in despair.
Worried about those colleagues who were taken to the Xiliang army camp by Dong Zhuo.
All in all, they are diverse and have all kinds of expressions, fully appreciating all kinds of expressions in the world.
When the last courtier entered the camp of the five-way alliance of princes, it represented that the event of dividing the courtiers equally came to a successful conclusion.
Dong Zhuo sat on the chariot, looking at the court officials who were pulled back to their own camp, and then at the other half of the enemy camp opposite, with a look of reluctance in his eyes.
"Have the Northern Army led by Lu Bu and Li Su not arrived yet?" the old thief turned to ask Li Ru.
Li Ru shook his head: "There's no news at all."
"Alas! What a pity!" After listening to Li Ru's words, Dong Zhuo gave up completely. He slammed his knee with his right hand and said: "The front army will be replaced by the rear army, and slowly withdraw!"
As Dong Zhuo's order was issued, the Xiliang Army's square formation began to change. The soldiers and horses in the rear formation were changed to the front formation, escorting half of the ministers and officials slowly retreated to the rear, while the soldiers and horses in the front were still facing each other.
With the allied forces of the princes, they were in full readiness, and the faces of the soldiers were full of vigilance, to prevent an enemy surprise attack that might happen at any time.
Seeing that Dong Zhuo had made arrangements to withdraw his troops, Tao Shang said to Cao Cao: "Brother Meng De, the old traitor has withdrawn his troops. Do we have to withdraw quickly too?"
Cao Cao nodded first, then seemed to think of something and shook his head again.
"Don't be hasty, dear brother, the old thief is cunning and cunning by nature. If we retreat too hastily, and the old thief sees that we are guilty, something might go wrong. We should hold our troops still for now, giving the old thief an illusion, and wait for him to evacuate first.
After that, we will retreat slowly, so as to confuse Thief Dong."
The potter suddenly said "Oh" and glanced sideways at Cao Cao without leaving any trace...
He also said that the old thief is cunning by nature, and I feel that you are much more cunning than him.
Tao Shang followed Cao Cao back to his own army. When he entered the center of the Chinese army, he heard a sound like a huge thunder roaring in his ears.
"What a Tao boy, you can think of such...such a cunning method!"
Tao Shang's eardrums were buzzing from the shock. He hurriedly raised his hand and rubbed it. He turned to look at Zhang Fei and said helplessly: "General Zhang's words are too much for Tao's eardrums."
Zhang Fei sneered, raised his hand and patted the pottery merchant on the shoulder, saying: "What a good boy, you are carrying a capable man!"
Liu Bei also came over on horseback and said to Tao Shang: "Master Tao, when he was in danger, he could still come up with such...Such side methods. Although they were ungrateful, they still saved half of the courtiers. If it happens again,
If we continue to delay, once the reinforcements of the Xiliang Army arrive, I am afraid that the situation will collapse and the courtiers will also..."
Having said this, Liu Bei let out a long sigh and said nothing, but everyone knew that if he continued to delay, not even a single courtier would be able to be rescued, but whether the troops and horses of the five princes could be safely evacuated.
, is also a problem.
The pottery merchant waved his hands modestly, even saying he didn't dare, but suddenly he saw Wang Yun walking towards him with a dark face, supported by Diao Chan.
Seeing Wang Yun's unkind expression, the pottery merchant started to sweat a little.
When Old Man Wang walked in front of him, before he could make any move, the pottery merchant said before him: "As promised in advance, you are not allowed to hit anyone!"
Wang Yun was stunned and opened his mouth again.
The pottery merchant said hurriedly: "You are not allowed to curse."
Wang Yun's face turned darker.
It turns out that the agreement just now was all waiting here!
Another moment passed.
"You bastard, you are not a son of man!" Wang Yun was embarrassed to destroy his preface in front of Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Bao Xin and many others, so he just left these words, turned around and rushed to his car to drive away.
And go.
Cao Cao, Liu Bei and others couldn't help but smile and snickered, but they couldn't say much.
At this moment, Dong Zhuo's troops had already withdrawn far away. Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Bao Xin, Sun Jian and others also sent orders to their troops to withdraw slowly, leaving the pottery merchant on the spot, touching the bridge of his nose and thinking...
Does Wang Yun's sentence "not a son of man" just now count as a curse?... This old man is really bad. He actually tried to flirt with me. He should be sentenced to violation of the rules.
Wang Yun walked back to the car angrily, but Diao Chan did not move where she was. She looked at Wang Yun's back and shook her head helplessly.
"Mr. Tao, thank you for your generous help. Although your method of helping is a bit...a bit..."
The potter said "Hey" noncommittally and said, "I told you beforehand that I can only save half at most."
Diao Chan nodded when she heard this. The woman looked at the pottery merchant with a strange look, her expression seemed quite complicated.
"My adoptive father behaves well. He may be a little dissatisfied with Mr. Tao's ways, but he is still grateful to him in his heart. If my guess is correct, he may still have feelings of appreciation for Mr. Tao, but it's just hard on his face, so
What you said just now was a little harsh, so don’t take it seriously, sir. But I dare say that the great kindness you showed to the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty will be remembered by all the princes..."
Upon hearing this, the Tao merchant hurriedly declined and said: "It's better not to use it. It's just a little effort. All the princes are ministers. Tao is just a white man. I can't compete with them. From now on, it's better to stay in the well and not in the river."
Diao Chan was quite surprised when he heard this.
For the pottery merchant, this incident is the best moment for him to make friends with these royal family members in the court. Why does he look like he is staying away from them, fearing that they will be avoided?
Tao Shang is not pretending to be like this, he really doesn't want to. These people are all important ministers of the court, and many of them are members of aristocratic families. They themselves or the forces they represent behind them are intertwined and extremely complicated... The world right now
The situation will become increasingly chaotic. If you have too much contact with these people, you will easily be assigned to the royalist or secular party camps. You will be tied up when doing things. Not to mention the many etiquette restrictions, if you are not careful, you will be killed.
Being restrained and balanced.
Friendships between aristocratic and distinguished families must be shared, but they must also be made friends at their own time.
At least under the current circumstances, the pottery merchant still wants to remain neutral and not get involved in any party that balances the political camps around the world.
In life, sometimes simple may be the best.
"By the way, Miss Diao Chan..." The pottery merchant suddenly showed a sunny smile to Diao Chan.
Diao Chan seemed to be caught off guard by the potter's smile, her face immediately turned red, and she was quite at a loss.
She smoothed the black strands from her bun that fell next to her ears, straightened her back slightly, and whispered, "Is there something wrong, Mr. Tao?"
The potter's smile was still so warm: "Those lucky numbers Tao told you just now...your..."
Diao Chan didn't dare to look at the potter's face, her cheeks seemed to be even redder, and she whispered: "The little girl has..."
The pottery merchant's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he hurriedly asked: "Where did the girl put her things?"
Diao Chan lowered her head and whispered: "The fine gold is in Situ's Mansion in Luoyang City... The little girl hurriedly hid it before leaving. She was afraid that she would be robbed by the Xiliang soldiers in the chaos on the road. She thought that she would have the opportunity to return to Luoyang in the future.
It’s never too late to get it…”
Upon hearing this, the pottery merchant hurriedly asked: "Those gold vessels are delicate and soft. Where are they hidden in Situ's Mansion?"
"Put it in a very secret place... Most people will definitely not be able to find it... But the little girl really didn't expect that Dong Zhuo would burn down the house in Luoyang..."