"Sir." Outside the study of the prefect of Jinyang City, the butler spoke softly.

"What's the matter?" A rather firm reply came from the light and shadow in the room. It was obvious that he was the owner of this mansion, the governor of the housekeeper, and the prefect of Jinyang.

Looking in from the slightly transparent paper paste of the wooden curtains in the window, you can vaguely see a tall figure lying down on the desk, not knowing what was being written. He paused sometimes, and sometimes wrote quickly, looking very busy, and only stopped writing in his hand at the moment when the butler arrived and got a moment of rest.

"Sir, someone asked for a visit outside the government office, saying that there was important information to report to you in person." The butler bent and replied respectfully outside the door.

"Oh?" The person inside the door asked a question, Huo stood up, and then the sound of footsteps trampling on the floor in the study room.

With a creaking sound, the door of the study was opened. In front of the housekeeper was a middle-aged man with slightly white temples. The traces left by time could be vaguely seen on his face, but most of them were carved with swords and axes, so that he did not have too many expressions, but he had a power of being imposing without anger. In addition, his tall body, strong body, and the thick calluses on his hands that could be observed carefully, could be easily identified as a military general who had been experienced in the battlefield.

He was the lord of Bingzhou and the governor of Bingzhou. He also served as the prefect of Jinyang, holding tens of thousands of Bingzhou cavalry, and also under his command were Ding Yuan, generals such as Lu Bu, Zhang Liao and Gaoshun.

"Where is that person?" Ding Yuan asked lightly.

"In the lobby." The butler's waist gradually lowered, and he answered respectfully, and his head never raised.

"Then let's go." Ding Yuan turned around and closed the door and walked towards the front yamen.

His steps were not fast, but the width was relatively wide, so he was a little excited when he walked. Under such circumstances, the butler who followed him could only speed up his pace, so that he could barely keep up with Ding Yuan's pace.

The dusk became darker and deeper. When Ding Yuan arrived at the lobby, candles had been lit in the corner of the lobby, but there were no places that could be illuminated. He just glanced at the young man standing in the center of the lobby, walked straight to his own table, pulled open the chair and sat down. He was not worried at all that the man was assassinating him. As the highest military commander of a state, his personal soldiers were all his personal soldiers inside and outside the prefecture. It can be said that when the man stepped into the government office, his life and death were no longer controlled by him, but by Ding Yuan. From the man's freedom outside the government office to the position where he is standing, all his actions fell into the eyes of these personal soldiers. No matter what he did, he would do, he would be killed immediately.

"I heard that you were asking me to report important information?" Ding Yuan looked at the young man with some fun and said slowly.

Ding Yuan could clearly know that this was just a civilian, and whether it was in clothing, temperament and behavior, it all indicated the identity of the young man. So he was very surprised, why did a civilian dare to come to his government office and report it to him if there was important information?

Is this man too stupid, or is this prefect's mansion too easy to come in? Ding Yuan's eyes gradually became sharper, and a momentum belonging to the superior dispersed from him and fell heavily on the young man in the hall.

"I..." The young man stammered, his back covered with sweat. He could clearly sense the pressure Ding Yuan brought to him. The power was heavily pressed on his heart, like a mountain, making him breathless. The words he had thought about before coming just now suddenly disappeared without a trace under this situation.

Seeing the young man's performance, Ding Yuanyue felt that he was being teased, and his eyebrows were stirred up, like a pair of sharp arrows. "Yeah? Are you teasing me?"

Ding Yuan's heavy tone and loud shouts echoed in the lobby, like a thunderbolt. The young man who was still thinking about saying words suddenly trembled, his face suddenly turned pale, and he was startled.

"No...no." The young man said intermittently with his eyes dodging.

Ding Yuan sneered coldly, his eyes becoming dangerous and cold. The corners of his mouth were tilted, and a dangerous arc was curled up, and he said word by word: "If you don't say that you are Chou Yin Mao today, then you should know your fate."

"Yes...yes." The young man kept nodding.

After a while, he spoke, "I'm here today, and there is actually something I'm going to report to Governor Ding."

"Speak well, don't talk nonsense." Ding Yuan said. His five fingers were already gently and regularly on the table, "drip", and every sound was like his current mood, which could turn into a storm at any time.

"It's about Lu Bu Lu Fengxian." The young man seemed to have returned with courage and spoke loudly.

"I guess Governor Ding doesn't know that Lu Fengxian will betray you in the future and kill you?" As the young man spoke, the smile on his face became more and more intense, and he stared at Ding Yuan with some expectations, ready to see the surprised expression on his face.

I can be regarded as a magical plan and Liu Bowen has predicted it before he can see it. The young man thought with some satisfaction.

After saying that, he stared at Ding Yuan for a while, but could not see any unnecessary or surprising expressions on his face. Ding Yuan just looked at him coldly, the coldness in his smile became colder, making him feel cold, and he had the illusion of falling into the snow.

"Haha." Ding Yuan laughed coldly, with a hint of mockery. He raised his hand, pointed his index finger at the young man, and said, "You should be a stranger, right?"

Instead of waiting for the man's answer, he continued to speak on his own, "Many strangers came to me and said that Lu Fengxian would kill me. But how could that be possible? He was just a small general, so what exactly do you want to do?"

"And, you probably don't know what happened to those people, right?"

Ding Yuan withdrew his fingers, closed his eyes, waved his palms like a fly, and ordered: "Drag him out and chop him up."

"Yes!" The personal soldiers in the lobby responded and walked forward. After the young man was still stunned, he pressed him down. No matter how the man struggled, he could not break free from the clamp of the two soldiers. He was pressed hard on the floor, and half of his face began to have close contact with the floor.

"Governor Ding, I didn't lie to you...ah...Lu Bu really...kill you... Let me go." Amid a shout, the young man was left with the lobby, leaving a winding blood mark on the floor. No matter what he said, he could not let Ding Yuan open his eyes and look at him more, nor could he convince him, so he could only be "escorted" out.
Chapter completed!