The weather in late spring is unpredictable.

When I walked out of the office, the sky was still clear, but after I stepped out of Chang'an City, it was already covered with clouds.

The drizzle came suddenly, without any signs.

Ding Chen originally planned to go home and be lazy, but he didn't expect that halfway through the road, he was forced to hide in the pavilion beside the road by the sudden drizzle.

The willows on Ba Bridge are floating in the drizzle.

But the peach and apricots on the roadside began to wither, and the petals were knocked down by the rain, sprinkling all over the ground. From a distance, the peach and apricots fell on the ground, like a sea of ​​red and white flowers. Ding Chen stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery in front of him, and couldn't help but feel excited.

This was his original life.

Sitting and watching the storm rise, smiling at the various aspects of the world.

No matter what the world is right or wrong, leisurely, free and contented...

The worldly affairs forced him into the whirlpool. I don’t know when he could live his original free life again.

Step by step!

The sound of horse hooves sounded.

From a distance, two horses came quickly.

The knight on the horse seemed to be two women, and he looked very skillful in riding.

They were originally galloping on horses, but one of the women accidentally saw Ding Chen standing in the pavilion and suddenly strangled the war horse.

"Madam, why did you stop?"

Seeing this, the female knight next to him stopped hurriedly.

"Did you see that person?"

"Well, stupid, nothing strange."

"He is Ding Chen."

"ah?"

Before she could speak, the female knight who stopped first had turned her horse's head and headed straight to the pavilion.

Of course, Ding Chen noticed these two women, but he did not show surprise. The people in Guanzhong are so tough that even women ride horses, he is not surprised even if they are holding swords. Last month, he saw two villages fighting for water outside Chang'an City. Among them, several women ride horses and swords to participate in the battle.

In contrast, although the women in Luoyang are equally heroic, they are a little more gentle than the women in Chang'an.

Well, of course, if compared with Sister Cai, Ding Chen feels that Sister Cai is better and more elegant.

People often say that a woman with poetry and literature is naturally elegant. Just like Sister Cai, a woman who is like a real virtuous wife and mother.

For some reason, Cai Yan's shadow suddenly flashed in Ding Chen's mind.

At this time, the two knights had already arrived outside the pavilion.

Before they got off the horse, they saw the woman in the lead and said, "Ding Ziyang!"

"ah?"

Ding Chen woke up from his fantasy and quickly looked up.

On weekdays, he would have 126 Tiqi followers.

But today he wanted to be lazy and go home, so he was alone here. Of course, if he had brought Tiqi, he would not have stopped in this pavilion to shelter from the rain, enjoyed the scenery outside Chang'an City in the rain, and would not have met these two women.

Ding Chen came to his senses and looked at the other person in confusion.

The two women were all dressed up in a strong outfit, and the woman in the lead wore a dark red cloak to cover her graceful figure.

The woman behind her was obviously a follower.

Ding Chen felt that the woman looked familiar and asked confusedly: "Madam, do you recognize me?"

"How can I not recognize the famous Feilian and the true righteous man Ding Ziyang?"

"Who are you?"

"Hehe, don't worry, Ding Yishi, I have no malice.

The reason I came here was to thank Mr. Ding.”

"thank?"

"Hehe, yes, thank you Ding Jun for your kind help... In a few days, I will have a surprise offer, and Ding Jun will understand then."

"Hello……"

After the two women said that, they rode their horses away.

However, Ding Chen was confused. Seeing that they were about to leave, he rushed out of the pavilion and ran for more than ten steps.

But the two legs were not as fast as the four legs. The two women had already left and disappeared at the end of the road.

"I remember you!"

After chasing for a few steps, Ding Chen couldn't catch up, he couldn't help but shout: "That day, you shot me an arrow!"

A faint fragrance floats in the air.

Ding Chen stood on the road for a while before returning to the pavilion.

That's right, it's this kind of fragrance... He was sure that the woman just now was the woman who shot archery books at him on his way back to Mianchi camp that day.

Is it Tang Ji's person?

Ding Chen was a little confused!

He knew very well that there was no one around Tang Ji. This time, Dong Zhuo sent her back to Kuaiji and sent his own troops to escort him.

However, this woman must be related to Tang Ji.

But how did she know that Tang Ji would be in trouble?

According to the situation on Bailiangtai that day, Dong Zhuo's marriage to Tang Ji was the temporary decision of Emperor Han. However, this woman could know in advance and ask him for help. Moreover, not many people knew about the promise between him and King Hongnong. Where did this woman know? Could it be...

A thought suddenly flashed through Ding Chen's mind.

He felt that the situation seemed to be getting more and more complicated!

Damn, what the hell is going on?

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Chang'an, Situ Mansion.

Wang Yun hurried back to the mansion and saw a thin but strong old man coming forward.

"Wang Yue, what's going on?"

When Wang Yun saw this old man, he hurriedly asked.

Wang Yue said: "Master, please follow me."

He led Wang Yun into the backyard and stopped outside the door of a wood-room.

Wang Yue stepped forward and pushed open the wooden door.

The woodshed was dimly lit, and four burly men stood among them.

When Wang Yun walked in, he saw a woman dressed in a singer lying on the ground in the woodshed, covered in bruises, and her clothes could not even cover her body. Under the flashing light, the wonderful things appeared. If it weren't for the scars on her body, she would have been a peerless beauty. But now... Wang Yun walked up and turned the woman over, seeing her appearance clearly.

"Is it Diao Chan?"

“That’s right!”

Diao Chan was originally an ornament on the body of the attendants around the Han emperor.

Wang Yun stretched out his hand and placed it under the woman's nose, without any breath...

"Dead?"

"She bit her tongue and committed suicide."

"what is going on?"

This Diao Chan was originally a singer that Wang Yun loved very much.

He even planned to take her as his concubine after the situation stabilized.

But I didn't expect...

"Today, I went to the study in the backyard and found that this little maid was secretly looking through the letters placed on the desk of the lord."

hiss!

When Wang Yun heard this, he couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, and his face became very ugly.

"Actually, I have long suspected that this slut is a spy.

The lord's previous actions failed inexplicably. King Hongnong disappeared strangely in Age... He always felt that King Hongnong's disappearance was not accidental, but had planned it. Even King Hongnong knew that the lord's death was instructed by the lord, and the person who burned Age was instructed by the lord, so he prepared in advance and disappeared without knowing it.

But how did all this leak the news?

If you think about it carefully, only those around you can know these things.
To be continued...