to New Zealand Governor-General Patsy Reddy on Friday over the deadly shooting incidents earlier Friday in New Zealand’s Christchurch City.
Dong Zhuo’s head was exposed in a crowded thoroughfare. He was very fat, and the guards made torches by sticking splints into the body, spilling the corpse’s GREase over the ground. The passers-by pelted the head and spurned the body with their feet.
[e] Cai Yong had had an illustrious career as a court official. When Dong Zhuo took over the court, Cai Yong resigned his post as a minister. Later on, Dong Zhuo wanted to increase the influence of the government over the local lords, and so he invited Cai Yong back, threatening if Cai Yong had refused he would have put to death Cai Yong’s whole family. （chatper 4） Cai Yong’s daughter Cai Yan was a well-known poetess. ……
pearly white, Your fragrant breath love-laden；Yet is your tongue a sword；Cold death is the reward Of loving thee, O maiden. [yip, yip, yip]
After he had taken leave, Wang Yun mounted to ride homeward. Half way he met two lines of guards with red lamps who were escorting Lu Bu who was on horseback and armed with his trident halberd.
Seeing Wang Yun, Lu Bu at once reined in, stopped, seized him by the sleeve, and said angrily, “You promised Diao Chan to me, and now you have given her to the Prime Minister： What foolery is this？”
Wang Yun checked him, saying, “This is no place to talk； I pray you come to my house.”
So they went together, and Wang Yun led Lu Bu into a private room.
“If I fail, then can you take my head,” spoke Guan Yu.
Cao Cao bade them heat some wine and offered a cup to Guan Yu as he went out.
“Pour it out,” said Guan Yu. “I shall return in a little space.”
the power of the man stands first in all the world,
At the gate of the camp was heard the rolling of the battle drums；
then Guan Yu set aside the wine cup till he should have displayed his valor,
And the wine was still warm when Hua Xiong had been slain.
Cao Cao was GREatly excited at this success.
But Zhang Fei’s voice was heard, shouting, “My brother has slain Hua Xiong. What are we waiting for？ Why not break through the Pass and seize Dong Zhuo？ Could there have been a better time？”
Again arose the angry voice of Yuan Shu, “We high officials are too meek and yielding. Here is the petty follower of a small magistrate daring to flaunt his prowess before us！