Chapter 525

Dong Zhuo (the brother) was a few years older than Dong Zhuo (the general), and his figure was shorter than Dong Zhuo's, but he was sturdier.

He also looked like a man of great strength.

"Brother Menggao, regarding the matter of the Lord's wife's eldest brother wanting to be an official in the commandery, I have already submitted it to the imperial court, intending to recruit Dong Huang as the Lintao County Lieutenant."

"I estimate that in a while, the imperial court's documents will come down."

"I originally intended to wait until the imperial court's documents came down before notifying Brother Menggao, but I didn't expect that Brother Menggao's son would go to Jixian. This matter is a bit of an oversight on my part, and I hope Brother Menggao will not take offense."

Fan Jian said to Dong Zhuo's elder brother, Dong Zhuo.

Before Dong Huang went to Jixian, he had already found Fan Jian to seek an official position.

This was because after Dong Zhuo took office as the Prefect of Hedong Commandery, Dong Huang thought that by relying on Dong Zhuo's influence, Fan Jian would definitely give him face.

However, Fan Jian didn't give Dong Zhuo any face at all.

As an old official oil-slick, couldn't Fan Jian see what position Dong Zhuo was in now?

It was nothing more than a dog of the Yuan clan.

If Dong Huang's reputation had been good, that would have been one thing.

Giving Dong Zhuo face, he would have given it.

But Dong Huang, relying on being the eldest son and only son of the Dong family in Lintao, was acting like a tyrant, bullying men and women, and bullying the market.

If such a person were recommended,

and if something really happened, Fan Jian would also be accused of failing to investigate clearly.

Such things, an old official oil-slick like Fan Jian couldn't possibly do.

And he wasn't afraid of offending Dong Zhuo either.

But…

The situation was different now.

Fan Jian could be unafraid of offending Dong Zhuo or offending the Dong clan.

But Fan Jian was afraid of offending Duan Yu.

Fan Jian knew exactly what Dong Huang went to Jixian to do.

And Duan Yu was killing in all directions in Jincheng Commandery.

After this battle, Duan Yu would inevitably be promoted and rewarded.

Therefore, Fan Jian had rushed from the commandery seat, Didao, to Lintao.

On one hand, it was to befriend Duan Yu, and on the other, it was to resolve the matter of Dong Huang, so as not to let Duan Yu hold a grudge.

Dong Zhuo (the brother) was clearly stunned when he heard Fan Jian's words.

Then he laughed happily and thanked Fan Jian: "Thank you, Prefect, thank you, Prefect. My son's matter is thanks to you, Prefect."

Dong Zhuo looked like a barbarian warrior at first glance, the kind who possessed absolutely no cunning or depth.

It was Dong Min, sitting in the lower seat of Dong Zhuo, who saw the clues.

"Alas…" Fan Jian shook his head, pursed his lips, and smiled: "How can this matter be thanked by me? If you want to thank someone, you should thank the Lord."

Fan Jian directly gave the credit to Duan Yu, clearly indicating that it was Duan Yu's credit.

Dong Min also said in the lower seat of Dong Zhuo: "Eldest brother, this matter should really be thanked by the niece's husband."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes." Dong Zhuo (the brother) then reacted and raised his glass to Duan Yu.

Duan Yu smiled and pushed the credit back to Fan Jian again.

Just as the few were drinking and toasting,

Tie Shitou, pressing the hilt of his sword, walked from outside the main hall into the hall behind the screen, and then took a detour to Duan Yu's back.

"General, a letter from Jixian," Tie Shitou said: "It's news sent by Bai Tu."

Duan Yu had a smile on his face, then stood up and said: "Everyone, please drink first. I have some things to deal with."

After saying goodbye, Duan Yu walked toward the back of the hall with Tie Shitou.

Tie Shitou followed hurriedly.

In a side hall next to the main hall, Duan Yu sat on a wooden chair.

A maid brought hangover tea. Duan Yu took a look and then dismissed everyone around.

Tie Shitou took a secret letter from his bosom and placed it in front of Duan Yu.

Seeing the Pinyin on the secret letter, Duan Yu knew it was from the Military Intelligence Department.

Pinyin was something Duan Yu gave to the Military Intelligence Department that was equivalent to Morse code.

Important intelligence passed by the Military Intelligence Department was all replaced by Pinyin.

And this kind of Pinyin could only be translated by the Military Intelligence Department.

This was to ensure the confidentiality of the intelligence.

But Pinyin was only the first-level password of the Military Intelligence Department; there was another second-level password, which was English.

Those who understood the second-level password were only a few people in the Military Intelligence Department.

Duan Yu opened the secret letter and read the content carefully.

After reading the content, Duan Yu handed the letter to Tie Shitou.

Tie Shitou took it to the oil lamp on the side and lit it.

Duan Yu's fingers tapped slowly on the table.

"Shitou, bring the Personal Guard camp into the manor later," Duan Yu said with a dark face: "Heaven's sins can be forgiven, but one's own sins cannot be lived through."

Tie Shitou didn't ask why, just nodded and accepted the order.

Before long, Duan Yu returned to the banquet as if nothing had happened.

After three rounds of drinking and five flavors of food,

Fan Jian, under the retention of Dong Zhuo (the brother), stayed overnight at the Dong family manor.

The Dong family manor was not in Lintao County, but outside Lintao County.

Powerful clans like those in Liangzhou generally had their own manors outside the city.

Manors generally occupied a very large area.

Because of the location in Liangzhou, besides farming, powerful clans often grazed, so there were many cattle, sheep, and horses.

Large manors were more convenient.

There were also fortified manors within the estate, which were no worse than the city walls of a county seat.

Some of these fortified manors even had stronger defenses.

This was the reason why Dong Zhuo built the Mei Fort after moving the capital to Chang'an.

Fan Jian stayed overnight, naturally there were maids to serve him.

And although Duan Yu was the son-in-law of the Dong family, the etiquette could not be less.

With Duan Yu's status, naturally there would be maids to serve in bed.

In fact, after Duan Yu's residence was settled, a young girl with a graceful figure wearing black gauze was already waiting in Duan Yu's room.

Duan Yu, who had drunk quite a bit at the banquet, returned to the room that was warm as spring.

Under the dim firelight, the maid, wearing only a transparent black gauze, sat on the edge of the bed.

Her long black hair was like a waterfall, and her long, straight, beautiful legs and slender waist were faintly visible under the transparent black gauze.

Just looking at it was extremely tempting.

"Servant Lian'er, greets the General."

The maid Lian'er stood up slowly after seeing Duan Yu.

Duan Yu habitually spread his arms.

The maid Lian'er stepped forward immediately and helped Duan Yu take off his outer robe.

"General… General, you've drunk too much, should… should this servant get you some hangover soup?" The maid stood behind Duan Yu and asked while taking off his robe.

Duan Yu's mouth raised slightly: "Good."

After saying this, Duan Yu walked to the edge of the bed.

And the maid named Lian'er walked out of the room to get the hangover soup.

Before long, the maid Lian'er returned to the room with a bowl of hangover soup, knelt down at the edge of the bed where Duan Yu was sitting, and held the brown hangover soup high with both hands.

The hangover soup of powerful clans was usually boiled with ganoderma and honey over a slow fire.

It looked like a pale black-brown.

Fresh ganoderma had a faint, sweet taste, but after being dried, it would have a faint bitterness. ===== CHAPTER 527 =====