After resting for a night in Qingyang City, Jiang Chen's black armored cavalry left in a hurry early the next morning and marched all the way to the southeast.
Finally, on the tenth day, they arrived at a small county near Luoyang.
From here, it would only take an hour to reach the capital of the Great Han Dynasty, Luoyang.
Jiang Chen stayed for a night to reorganize. The next day, just as the sun rose, he led his army to Luoyang.
Soon, a majestic ancient city wall appeared at the end of their line of sight.
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At this time, Situ Wang Yun had already finished washing up and put on his official robe. He had arrived early in the morning and was waiting in the main hall of the court.
At first, there were only a few people. Most of those who could come at this time were like him, they were all old officials.
The few of them nodded slightly and did not say anything else.
Slowly, more officials walked over.
They talked to each other and whispered, making it even more lively.
After a while, it was time to enter the court.
The main hall was already packed with people, and most of the officials in court had arrived.
A young man wearing a dragon robe slowly walked to the main hall and sat down on the dragon throne.
All the civil and military officials in the hall bowed.
At this moment, the sound of footsteps came from outside the door.
The young emperor sitting on the dragon throne instantly became nervous and stood up.
Wang Yun frowned and snorted coldly.
The few old ministers beside him also glanced in the direction of the entrance of the hall, their eyes filled with disgust.
A few seconds later, a burly, bearded man in black with a sword at his waist appeared in front of the hall.
He raised his head, a smug smile on his face. He did not bow to the Emperor and just walked in from the main door of the hall.
His steps were very slow, and the smile on his face was very strong. Every few steps he took, he sized up the surrounding officials with interest.
Wang Yun and the old ministers gritted their teeth and looked at him coldly.
His heart was burning with rage, but he did not dare to say anything.
The young emperor stood in the main hall, somewhat at a loss, with a submissive appearance.
One step, two steps, three steps…
The distance from the main gate to the front of the hall was only 30 to 40 meters.
If an ordinary person walked over, it would definitely not take more than half a minute.
However, that person had only walked for more than a minute.
In the Imperial Palace, who else would dare to do such a thing other than Dong Zhuo of Western Liang?
Dong Zhuo walked to the front of the officials.
He glanced at Wang Yun and the others, snorted coldly, and stood in front of Wang Yun.
After Dong Zhuo took power, he forced the Emperor to make him the Prime Minister and the head of the officials.
His position was even higher than Situ Wangyun, who was one of the three dukes.
"I!"
Dong Zhuo shouted," Dong Zhuo! Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Although he said he was paying his respects, he did not even lift his eyelids. He only cupped his hands slightly.
The Emperor was shocked by this sudden cry and quickly said,""Prime…Prime Minister, there's no need to be so polite. Quickly…"
Before he could finish, Dong Zhuo put down his hand.
Dong Zhuo snorted coldly and said,"Do you have anything else to say?”
"If there's anything, report it. If there's nothing, withdraw!"
The ministers were silent.
Dong Zhuo sneered and walked out of the hall.
Wang Yun was furious. He clenched his fists and his face turned red.
Dong Zhuo's actions were simply intolerable!
However, he knew that he was still too weak to fight Dong Zhuo.
Even if he stood up and spoke, he would only be asking for humiliation. It would not have any practical effect at all.
In his heart, he kept persuading himself to endure. As long as the reinforcements arrived, he would have the capital to resist and would not let Dong Zhuo off easily!
However, he did not expect that he could hold it in, but others might not be able to.
Someone angrily rebuked,"You're holding a sword in court and not wearing official robes. How rude!"”
"Dong Zhuo, you old thief! You are so lawless and coerced the emperor. I will never forgive you!”
Shocked, Wang Yun quickly looked over and saw an old official with white hair and beard standing up and cursing Dong Zhuo, ignoring the people around him.
That person's surname was Ding, and his first name was Guan.
Usually, he was upright and upright.
Although he didn't have any personal relationship with him, he was definitely a loyal person who had the Han Dynasty in his heart.
Dong Zhuo turned his head and narrowed his eyes. His entire body emitted a trace of killing intent.
"I was wondering who it was. So it's Minister Ding!”
"His Majesty didn't even say anything. Since when is it your turn to say anything? Don't tell me you still want to represent His Majesty!”
Ding Guan was at a loss for words." You…you're slandering me!”
Dong Zhuo returned to the main hall and cupped his fists at the Emperor."Your Majesty, Minister Ding has publicly slandered me. Please punish me!”
"This…this…"
The Emperor frowned. He knew who the true loyal subjects were.
But now, Dong Zhuo was so powerful that even he couldn't afford to offend him.
Wang Yun was extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do.
Although he was quite famous in the court, he had never been on good terms with Dong Zhuo and could not help at all.
He knew that there was only one person who could help now, Cai Yong.
Cai Yong was a famous writer and calligrapher.
He had a good reputation in both the court and the public, and he had a good relationship with many old officials in the court.
Some time ago, he was promoted from the common people by Dong Zhuo and was conferred the title of Chancellor to work for him.
It was also for this reason that many old officials, including Wang Yun, had distanced themselves from him.
However, Dong Zhuo valued him very much and was willing to listen to his suggestions.
In addition, the two of them had been exchanging letters before this, so their friendship was not shallow.
Now, if he were to step forward to mediate, both sides would take a step back and let it go on account of him.
But now Cai Yong was sick and had resigned.
"Dong Zhuo, you old thief, you're lawless and rebellious.”
Ding Guan was still pointing at Dong Zhuo's nose and cursing.
"You old man, you actually threatened the emperor in front of the ministers. What crime do you deserve!”
Dong Zhuo didn't answer, but looked coldly at the Emperor and said heavily,"Your Majesty, Minister Ding has repeatedly insulted me.”
"Your Majesty, please uphold justice for me!”
"Your Majesty, Dong Zhuo is lawless and has caused chaos in the court.”
"Please punish the traitor Dong Zhuo for committing the crime of rebellion!”
Ding Guan also raised his hand and bowed.
At this moment, everyone's gaze was on the Emperor standing in the main hall.
"This…this…"
The Emperor forced out a smile." Minister Ding, why don't you…apologize to the Prime Minister?”
Dong Zhuo shot a cold glance at Manager Ding, his eyes filled with a fierce light.
His henchmen, on the other hand, were delighted, as if they were watching a good show.
As for Wang Yun, Yuan Kui, and the others who were truly loyal to the Han Dynasty, they shook their heads and sighed, their faces filled with grief.
Ding Guan was stunned and his expression turned pale.
"Your Majesty!"
He knelt on the ground.
"Forgive me for being incompetent and forcing His Majesty to endure this threat, but it is impossible for me to apologize to this old thief Dong Zhuo.”
He raised his head and glared at Dong Zhuo." Old thief, I, Ding Guan, can die, but I can't be humiliated!”
After saying that, he slammed his head into the main hall.
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