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A Weird Theater That Started In London

Chapter 225

Author: Mysterious planet
updatedAt: 2025-08-25

Although Jiuyuan is not rich, it is a big county with a population of 10000 households, and the Yamen office is naturally elegant.

    White walls and black tiles.

    Large buildings are connected by corridors, but soldiers spin around. No one is so worried. Stop and enjoy it slowly.

    Dada dada

    The army boots set foot on the board. At present, Lu Li is still a white man. He consciously walks at the back of the team and tries his best to make himself insignificant. However, compared with other generals, his excessively handsome and young face still attracted a lot of attention.

    Some maidens in curved train and deep clothes stopped on the road and corridor, secretly pointed to Lu Li, whispered a few words, saw him look, and hurried away. However, when the team composed of wolf riding generals gradually disappeared, they gathered together again and began to discuss this strange and too young young young general.

    "Generals, this way, please. Ding Gong is in the study."

    The guide was not a sergeant, but two high crowned, black clad, long sleeved doormen.

    It can be seen that Ding Yuan is not a simple martial artist, but pays more attention to ostentation.

    At the thought of the attitude of the maids towards themselves, Lu Li added in his heart:

    Informal.

    After all, the rich and powerful people who really pay attention to rules will not connive at the family members.

    In the silence, a group of people came to a courtyard. The black doormen no longer led the way. They stood outside and bowed to signal the people to go in.

    Zhang Liao is not wordy. Obviously, he often visits Ding Yuan and leads the way.

    The yard is not small. It is paved with green bricks, about 30 steps in front and back, and extends to the wall. It is also planted with some honeysuckle and several clusters of withered and yellow bamboos. It is not that the owner does not pay attention, but that the weather is too cold for flowers and plants to survive.

    The only commendable thing is that someone deliberately put a small Bronze Bird sundial in the waste grass.

    Perhaps Ding Gong specifically ordered him to show that he cares about time, is keen on dealing with political and military affairs, and has no time to rest.

    Well, there''s really no basis for this. It''s purely Lu Li''s brain tonic.

    It''s hard to imagine that at this time the day before yesterday, he was still fighting with the yellow scarf thief. He was ready to run to Luoyang to find boss Cao, who had not yet made a fortune. Now he appeared in another courtyard of Xiaoxiong Dingyuan, waiting for his brother Zhang Liao to introduce him.

    Has fate been secretly doomed?

    Frankly speaking, Lu Li''s heart will inevitably start to stir when he is about to meet the real Lord of the union, who can say a word without your own destiny.

    "Lord."

    "Lord."

    Under the leadership of Zhang Liao, more than a dozen generals led the fish into the study. Lu Li followed behind and bowed with his hands. At the same time, he took the opportunity to look at the front quickly.

    The stove was burning, and the man sitting at the desk to give instructions to the documents had white temples, but he was tall and could not see any old style.

    At this moment, he has stopped writing, is twisting his beard to look at the generals under the stage, and slowly says:

    "I thought you had to arrive tonight at the earliest. It''s hard all the way. Take a seat."

    "Promise!"

    Zhang Liao answered and led the crowd forward again, sitting on a mat.

    As it was the first time to meet, and it was also an important occasion to meet the Lord, Lu Li, sitting at the head, couldn''t help straightening up, looking at his nose and heart, waiting for Zhang Liao to introduce himself to Ding Yuan.

    "There is no need to repeat the situation now?"

    "Yes, the yellow scarf thieves set up troops from Hexi county and colluded with the Qiang people to attack Taiyuan in the north. The southern Huns and miscellaneous Hu soldiers are besieged

    In Yunzhong and Yanmen counties, the assassin Zhang Yi was trapped at the border. "

    Unfortunately, as soon as they met, they began to talk about business. Lu Li could only kneel down on the soft seat and listen patiently.

    "Good."

    Ding Yuan seemed to think of something ridiculous. He tutted and suddenly said, "Wen Yuan, what do you think of the current situation?"

    Zhang Liao was silent, but the famous general in the opposite side didn''t hold back and said bluntly:

    "Divide troops in two ways. One way, go south to join the county soldiers to eliminate the yellow scarf thieves. The other way, go north to rescue the assassin and resist the enemy outside the gate of the country."

    Bang!

    Then, the sound of beating the table sounded.

    Lu Li looked up and saw that the speaker was about thirty, with a square face, two thick eyebrows and a beard, giving people a rough and unrestrained feeling.

    I don''t know why, I always feel that this guy is going to be cold. In fact, it''s not difficult to see that Ding Yuan, who doesn''t drive in Bingzhou, doesn''t want to rescue the assassin. Otherwise, he would have to wait until now and would have enlisted nearby county soldiers to rush North for help.

    Subconsciously, Lu Li secretly swept to Ding Yuan sitting at the top.

    At this moment, he dropped his eyes and said, "I want to do this, but my forces are limited."

    After that, Ding Yuan raised his hand. A guard came to the table and handed over a document on it.

    Probably the content was not much. Zhang Liao glanced at it and passed it down. At the same time, Lu Li noticed that there was a trace of dignity on his face.

    What exactly does it say?

    Unfortunately, such internal military information must be kept secret.

    Because of this, Lu Li resumed his original posture and continued to sit upright like an outsider until Zhang Liao''s gentle voice came from the front:

    "Meng Ming, have a look."

    Hearing the speech, Lu Li was stunned. First, he looked at his brother who had treated him well, and then at Ding Yuan sitting in the main hall.

    At the same time, more than a dozen generals looked here, looking like they should.

    In fact, since seeing Lu Li''s means at school, these rough men have regarded him as their own people.

    Seeing that AI looked at him, Ding Yuan smiled on his tight face, nodded, stroked his beard and said, "Meng Ming and Ming are two works, leaving. Adults follow the bright light in the four directions, good words, and now when they see it, it''s really a man."

    A good face, easy to ascend the Tianzi hall.

    From the hereditary system in the Pre-Qin Dynasty to the system of inspection and recruitment in the Han Dynasty, although most of the officials advocate taking people with virtue and talents, they also pay attention to their family background and appearance.

    Similarly, even when selecting generals, selfie is a bonus. Zhao Zilong, a silver gun and white horse, and Lu Bu, who is dignified

    Therefore, Ding Yuan naturally liked Lu Li, who looked beautiful and had extraordinary skills.

    In addition, in the year of weak crown, he could awaken the soul of war and was recommended by Zhang Liao in a letter. Ding Yuan felt that as long as he had a good training, he would soon have another general under his command who could be alone.

    I heard the boss praising himself.

    Lu Li saw that Ding Yuan was a little more friendly. First, he bowed his hand and said his promise, and then he did not hesitate to take over the letter from the general next to him.

    [Hugh Tu and Hu Ge reorganized 100000 troops, Kou Yunzhong, Hu Chenbing and Kou Yanmen in the left part of the southern Hun. The two have the potential to cooperate]

    250000 troops?

    Lu Li could not help but frown. There was water in this number, but certainly not too much. Coupled with Hu Bing''s good at riding and shooting, the situation in the North was indeed not optimistic.

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