Dragon map of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 361 The Trip to the River Three

In the wing room, there was a violent killing intent.

The man wiping his knife with a cloth towel is one of the four commanders of Baibo Huangjin, and Han Siam, who has the highest martial arts skills and the most military exploits among the four commanders.

Han Siam is in his early forties, and he is as imposing as a tiger. His tiger eyes condensed a deep cold light: "Yang Feng, you want to fight, and I will accompany you to the end. Hongfeng, get ready, gather troops and horses, and prepare to attack Baibo Valley first." Make a move!"

"Han Shuai, Baibo Valley is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but Yang Shuai's troops are still superior to ours!"

The middle-aged scribe considered it for a while, and persuaded him: "Han Shuai needs to think twice about this matter!"

"This doesn't work, that doesn't work either. Is it possible that a certain family will be suffocated to death by him?" Han Xian was furious, and the coldness all over his body made the temperature in the wing room drop by another three points.

"Han Shuai, the key is food!"

The middle-aged scribes were Han Siam's advisers, Yue Le, Yue Hongfeng, scholars from poor families, once their families were ruined, and they were reduced to yellow scarves. With some talents, they could be considered to be under the status of Han Siam alone.

"A certain family doesn't know!" Han Siam said gloomyly: "I'm afraid only Baibo Valley has food now!"

When Yue Le heard this, he smiled helplessly. Han Xian was right. The grain of Baibo Yellow Turban was all in Baibo Valley. If he wanted food, he had two options, either to submit to Yang Feng’s command and make Yang Feng his commander in chief, or to attack directly. Baibogu, completely turned his face.

"Report to Shuai Han, there are several people outside asking to see you!"

A personal guard pushed open the door and walked in with small steps.

"It's late at night, who is it!" Han Xian calmed down his anger, but his voice was still sharp: "No see!"

"The person they are leading says they are here to solve the problem for Han Shuai, the little one is not daring to neglect!"

"Solve the problem?"

Scholar Yue Le narrowed his eyes slightly: "This person knows the troubles we are facing?"

"Huh, what a big tone, you dare to say that you solve a problem for a certain family!"

Han Xian also smiled coldly: "A certain family wants to see, who has such a tone, please come in!"

"promise!"

The guards invited them in from the outside.

There were five people in total, the leader was a young man in azure blue brocade gown, with an extraordinary demeanor, the one in the middle was a younger young man with a good appearance, and beside him was another man wearing an ordinary Confucian robe and a bamboo hat whose face could not be seen clearly The man, there are two big men on the left and right, just guarding him.

After they walked in, the leading young man bowed his hands to Han Xian, and said modestly: "He Dong Wei's family, Wei Xie, pay homage to Han Shuai!"

"A member of the Hedong Wei family?"

When Han Xian heard this, his eyes became slightly dignified.

Living on this three-acre land in Hedong, he still couldn't escape the Wei family. Naturally, he was no stranger to the Wei family in Hedong, but these aristocratic families were never willing to deal with the Yellow Turbans, and they were basically their mortal enemies.

"Wei Ji, Wei Boqie, the Patriarch of the Hedong Wei family!"

The scholar Yue Le fixed his eyes on the young man, and cried out in surprise.

"what?"

Han Xian's face suddenly changed, he stared at the young man: "Are you the head of the Wei family?"

The Hedong Wei family, a centuries-old family, has influence throughout Guanzhong. The head of the family is the head of the family, and his status is as high as Guo Tai, the former commander-in-chief of Baibo Huangjinqu.

"It's right here!" Wei Jiao said neither humble nor overbearing.

"How dare you appear here!"

Han Xian said gloomyly: "Aren't you afraid that a certain family will kill you?"

The relationship between the Yellow Turban Army and the aristocratic family itself is a conflict of contradictions. The aristocratic family is a natural enemy of the Yellow Turban Army. The Yellow Turban Uprising did not overthrow the imperial court, but the aristocratic family's tyranny over ordinary people.

"Han Shuai won't kill me, because I brought Han Shuai a gift!" Wei Ji is very confident. On the one hand, he is confident that he can take advantage of Han Xian's weakness. On the other hand, he knows that standing behind him An invincible warrior.

"Gift?"

There was a playful light in Han Xian's eyes: "A certain family wants to see what kind of gift can make a certain family not kill you!"

"The gift is in the Wei Zhai of Changlefang in the south of the city. Han Shuai might as well send someone to look at it first. If he is not satisfied, it's not too late to kill me!"

"Then I'll take a look!"

Han Xian waved his hand and said to Yue Le: "Hongfeng, take someone to see it yourself. If you are not satisfied, a certain family will chop up the head of the Hedong Wei family to deter the Hedong gentry!"

"promise!"

Yue Le took the lead, went out and ordered hundreds of soldiers and horses, and headed south of the city.

Changle Square is only a few streets away, and Yue Le came back in half an hour. He looked at Wei Ji with a complicated expression, walked up to Han Xian, and whispered in Han Xian's ear: "A full thousand Stone food can solve our current worries!"

Han Xian jumped up when he heard the words, and stared at Wei Ke: "Patriarch Wei, this is a good gift!"

"Han Shuai, I'm not talking about you. Your etiquette is not good. We've been here for so long, and we're still standing, not to mention the banquet, and we don't even have a glass of water. It's a bit chilling!" Wei Jiao shrugged, road.

"Hahaha!"

Han Xian turned his face faster than turning the pages of a book. He was fierce before, but now he immediately acted as if he was worshiping the God of Wealth: "Patriarch Wei is right, a rough man, he is really negligent, Hongfeng, pour wine, please take a seat!"

"promise!"

Yue Le is a scholar after all, and he does a good job of etiquette in this respect.

Everyone sat at the table, and after drinking for three times, they talked about business.

"Patriarch Wei is so generous, what are the conditions?" Han Xian squinted, looked at Wei Ke, and said in a deep voice.

This is the first time to deal with aristocratic families. Even if Guo Shuai was still there in the past, I am afraid that they would not have such an opportunity. Even if they thought, those aristocratic families would not pay attention to them. pressure.

"Wei came here just to be a lobbyist!" Wei Yan said with a smile.

"A lobbyist?"

Han Siam's face is not very good-looking: "Whose lobbyist?"

"Imperial court!" Wei Jiao said.

"It turned out to be a surrender!" Han Xian sneered, "I'm afraid that Patriarch Wei will be disappointed!"

"Why did Han Shuai refuse so quickly!"

Wei Ji said in a deep voice: "Han Shuai's situation is not very good now, if he can return to the imperial court, this may not be a way out!"

"The way out?"

Han Xian jumped up against the case: "Haha, although I, Han, have no ability, I am also a Taiping Daoist and a follower of Huangtian. Is there a small number of people who died in the hands of the court? Han has long been at odds with the court." Dai Tian, ​​even if he dies in battle, he will not beg for mercy from the imperial court, Patriarch Wei, for your gift, I don't make things difficult for you, you can go!"

"Seeing off the guests!" Han Xian said coldly, waving his hands.

"Wait!"

The man wearing the bamboo hat came out, and she took it off, revealing a flawless white face, smiled slightly, and said, "Han Shuai, you are a Taiping Daoist, but you still recognize this thing!"

She raised one of her seals.

"Taiping India?"

Han Xian could see what this seal was at a glance, his eyes became more gloomy, and he looked at this person: "Who are you, to have the Taiping Seal?"

The Taiping seal is the only one in the world. It was cast by the old fairy of Nanhua in the past and passed down to Zhang Jiao, the great virtuous teacher. After Zhang Jiao, he can't hide. There is no Taiping Seal on Taiping Dao, so the Sifang Yellow Turban will not respect his orders at all.

"Who am I, hehe, Mrs. Guo was still here in the past, don't you Baibo Huangjin want to arrest me?"

The young man took off the hairpin on his head, revealing a woman's attire, coupled with that flawless white jade face, full of charm.

"Your Highness!"

Han Xian widened his eyes and gasped.

Zhang Ning, the Holy Maiden of Peace, he only heard her name, but never saw her. In his heart, it was a sacred place. In the past, the great virtuous teacher was still there, and the saint was a spirit of worship. Later, the great virtuous teacher was gone. Women became the only orthodox.

Mrs. Guo did send someone to invite His Highness to come to Baibo Valley to preside over the overall situation, but in the end he didn't know why he couldn't invite him. In the end, Mrs. Guo was forced to raise troops, but her momentum was still insufficient.

Later, there were rumors that Her Royal Highness was held hostage by Nanyang Huangjinqu Shuai Mushan.

Afterwards, Mushan became famous all over the world, and no one dared to attract the attention of Her Majesty the Holy Maiden.

He didn't expect Her Royal Highness to appear in front of him at this time, which caught him off guard.

"You all go down!"

Although Han Xian's temper was indeed a bit irritable, he was a person who was not confused about major matters. He calmed down, turned his back to the left and right, then knelt down and saluted Zhang Ning: "Taoist Han Xian, worship Your Highness, Your Highness, all blessings!"

"Get up!"

Zhang Ning turned around, sat directly on Han Xian's seat, and said quietly: "In the past, Guo Tai sent Yang Feng to chase me down. I thought that Baibo Huangjin had already given up the brand of Taiping Dao. Now it seems that Han Shuai still recognizes me. This belongs to me, the titular Maiden of Peace!"

"Your Highness is Your Highness. Although Zhang Yan has learned the way of peace, he is just a villain stealing his position. Taoist disciples in the world would not recognize him as a righteous son, but His Highness is the blood of a great virtuous and good teacher, and is the inheritance of the way of peace!" Han Xian cupped his hands and said.

"You really think so?"

"Han's words are true!"

"Then what if I, Zhang Ning, want to order Baibo Huangjin?" Zhang Ning narrowed his eyes, and his long and narrow phoenix eyes flickered brightly: "Does Han Shuai agree or disagree?"

"His Royal Highness has orders, Han dare not disobey!"

Han Siam's pupils changed color slightly, he gritted his teeth, and bowed his head directly.

"very good!"

Zhang Ning smiled, and said faintly: "With Han Shuai's great efforts, I don't have to worry about major events being unsuccessful!"

"Your Highness, it's just that Han is not strong enough now. Most of the troops in Baibo Yellow Turban are in the hands of Yang Feng, and Baibo Valley is a dragon's lake and a tiger's den. He, Yang Feng, has always been loyal to Guo Shuai, and I'm afraid he will..."

"With Han Shuai here, what am I afraid of!" Zhang Ning said, "Does Han Shuai accompany me to Baibo Valley?"

"Your Highness has orders, you must obey!"

Han Xian said: "It's late tonight, tomorrow I will personally accompany His Highness to the Baibo Valley, then please send a message to the mansion tonight, Yue Le, to arrange a few rooms!"

"No!" Yue Le waited for orders outside the hall, and quickly bowed his hands to accept the orders.

……

Han Xian quickly made arrangements, and the five of them were arranged in the wing room to the east of the government office.

In a house, under the light of night lights, Mu Jing and Zhang Ning were sitting opposite each other.

"Han Xian's attitude is a bit unexpected?" Zhang Ning looked at Mu Jing, and said in a low voice, "Is it possible that the one who holds the military power in his hand will really respect me, a saint in name only!"

She didn't expect her identity to have such a big shock to Han Siam.

"You're thinking too much!"

Mu Jing took a sip of hot water, warmed his somewhat chilled body, and said calmly: "It's one thing for him to have feelings for Taiping Dao, but how can he easily call out the military power in his hands, he respects you as a little girl , what you fancy is your identity as the Holy Maiden of Peace, he is simply borrowing strength, he has been cornered by Yang Feng now, your appearance instead gave him a chance to take advantage of his strength and command Baibo Yellow Turban !"

After thinking about it, he laughed a little again, and said in a deep voice: "This information is all about how to inquire about it. It is said that Han Xian is a brave and short-tempered person. Now it seems that this person is still a little Conspiracy!"

"You mean, he wants to use me?"

A cold light flashed across Zhang Ning's eyes.

"Whoever uses whom depends on their respective abilities!" Mu Jing said: "Our purpose is to let him lead us into the White Wave Valley, and it is enough to achieve the purpose!"

"But in the valley of the white wave, there must be danger!"

"Dangerous danger is inevitable, we just want to catch chestnuts out of the fire!" Mu Jing said confidently.

(End of this chapter)