Three Kingdoms: the Years When I Was Dong Zhuo's Son

How about being a son to Dong Zhuo? Can't you enjoy it anymore? This is what Dong Lin thought and did. Walking sideways in Luoyang City, nine thousand people from the imperial army were trained by him. The uncle is responsible for laughing, the cousin is responsible for turning the wine glass, and the brother-in-law is responsible for pouring the wine - pouring half the glass every time, as long as the intention comes to mind. Lu Bu refused to accept it at first and took him out for a walk twice. Well, he can fight quite well. Received. Be a security guard. Sleep until you wake up naturally every morning. Go and hang a name on the city gate at noon. In the evening, I sat down at the end of the table. Cold mutton was put on the table, and scalding wine was poured in. Xiliang people didn't scald wine, so his father did it for them. His father occasionally bangs the table: Have you mastered the Forbidden Army? Dong Lin finished the wine: Come on, come on, dad, please pour another bowl. Mainly for enjoyment. I can't give instructions yet? —————— [Three Kingdoms: I don't know whether it's serious or not, relaxed, happy and casual. Right? ?