Traveling through the Three Kingdoms: She brings unlimited supplies to build infrastructure

Chapter 202 Wanted

On the eighth day of August, it rained heavily, and the weather in Northland turned cold and humid.

Towards evening, dense rain fell from the sky again.

This is a good sign that there will be no drought in the coming year and farmers will have a good harvest.

But for people who don't rely on the fields for their livelihood and everything goes wrong, it just feels like a nuisance.

The door of a very inconspicuous trading company in the market was closed. In the warehouse where the goods were stacked, several warriors dressed as rangers were either sitting on the floor, or standing by the door like vigilant wolves, listening to the movements in the back alley.

In the dark and damp corner, mold stains covered the yellowed walls.

Countless tiny spiders crawled around on these mildew spots, forming webs.

In the warehouse, there is a corner that is relatively clean and has a desk placed there.

Two tea bowls and some expensive fried fruits were placed on top.

Such a good thing wrapped in honey was ignored by the two people sitting on the table, and it was left there with the musty smell in the air.

The two people sitting opposite each other were dressed as knight-errants. Although they were tall and strong, their faces were quite elegant.

It's just that there was suppressed anger on his face at this time, which made his normally upright face become a little distorted.

The person opposite him was wearing a scholar's robe. The style and color were ordinary, but the material was fine and luxurious.

This man was covering his face with his sleeves. He didn't know whether he disliked the musty smell in the air, or he didn't dare to face the contempt and anger of others.

The young man dressed as a knight-errant glanced at the tea and food on the table and couldn't help but his cheeks jumped: "Gongsun Prefect, you are so elegant."

At such a critical moment, he still did not forget to act like a son of an aristocratic family.

It's a pity that the style is sufficient, but the brains are not.

If he hadn't taken action on his own when he saw Zuo Ping, the general of Gongsun's family, leaving, how could the situation be so bad?
It was clear that all he had to do was hold back until tonight, but because of this idiot, everything fell apart.

The funny thing is that this fool can't finish the thing even though he has already started it.

It would have been better if he was more ruthless, but he didn't dare to bear the reputation of patricide, so he used such a mild poison to drag him down until the veteran general Zuo Ping returned, and he didn't know where the clues were revealed.

Thinking that his painstaking planning and management might not work, and might even bring Liu He, who had bypassed Xiangguan, to be left alone, the young man's face was obscure.

Now they have to achieve their goals at a higher cost and in a more bloody way.

This was not a situation he wanted to see.

He was originally a demoted general, and despite his merits in defeating Gongsun Zan, he was granted the rank of General Zhonglang, but he was not reused as an official.

He volunteered to take on the task just to get a chance to get ahead.

Now, all the plans from June to now may be ruined in the hands of this person.

"Zhonglang will calm down. Jing also made this move to save the people of the branch city from the flames of war."

Gongsun Jing saw the contempt on the young man's face, and even though she was ashamed and angry in her heart, she still had to bow her head and accompany him.

After all, this young man was a reasonable and particular person. He sighed heavily and temporarily suppressed the anger in his chest.

The matter was now defeated at the hands of Gongsun Jing, but if we were to strictly reckon it, we could only blame him for his bad luck.

Just like the previous interception and killing of Gongsun's siblings, destiny was not in his hands, and failure would be a mistake.

And so on.

If he succeeds and the family leader Gongsun Jing dies silently, he will not have to bear the reputation of threatening his father publicly, but he can also successfully regain the power of the governor of Western Liaoning.

Liaoxi surrendered, so that the branch cities did not have to suffer war.

This is a happy ending for everyone.

But Gongsun Jing was still almost unlucky. At the critical moment, Zuo Ping came back and somehow found the clue.

Although it has not been publicized now, the number of city gate guards has increased significantly, which has hindered their plan.

Now that the matter was over, knowing that it was useless to complain any more, the young man stood up and stopped looking at Gongsun Jing.

They were isolated in a remote place and did not want to waste their troops.

The young man thought of Liu He's troops who had arrived, and those barbarians who were misbehaving.

He looked at the walls of Zhongfang City in Lingzhi City from a distance. For a long time, he finally cleared his mind of the strangeness in his heart.

He is not a bloodthirsty person, but he has an arrow on his bow and has no choice but to take action.

For the sake of victory, you should spare no effort.

Night falls.

While Zuo Ping controlled the county soldiers and prevented chaos, he closed the gate of the village tightly and asked the chiefs and mischievous men in the village to be more vigilant.

But even so, there are still those who are used to being lax and disobeying instructions.

Among the towers of the south gate, the city gate captain with a thick beard took off his armor and held a pot of wine. The wine poured into his stomach like running water without even looking at his swallowing movements.

The news that Gongsun Jing was critically ill had spread like wings and was flying all over the streets of Lingzhi City long before Zuo Ping came back.Everyone is watching and waiting.

The city gate captain didn't want to wait.

He got this lucrative job by relying on the fact that his wife was a Gongsun family member. If Gongsun Jing died, he would have to observe mourning and not drink wine for three months without knowing the taste of meat.

At this time, you should hurry up and eat and drink to your heart's content.

As for Zuo Ping's instructions, he had forgotten them.

Without Gongsun Jing, Zuo Ping is just a general. When the sun rises tomorrow and Gongsun's family announces his death, it is still unclear whether Zuo Ping can speak in Lingzhi City again.

With a splash, a bottle of wine was poured down, and the city gate captain let out a long sigh of relief.

He wiped the wine stains on his chin and beard, burped, and wiped his hands on the worn Xige clothes.

He reached out and found a few ripe soybeans to go with the wine.

The brazier lit on the tower was rustling in the evening breeze.

Chengmen Wei was chewing soybeans and felt sleepy when he heard the sound.

While squinting his eyes and patting his stomach with one hand, he suddenly heard some additional sounds in the wind.

He sat up suddenly.

He frowned, listened intently, and discerned.

Then he stood up suddenly, walked out of the tower, and walked around to the ramp to the city.

The sound was more pronounced.

Several soldiers crowded around the brazier at the city gate and were whispering these things.

"What are you doing?" Chengmen Wei narrowed his eyes, leaned over and shouted.

He had good eyesight, and through the light of the brazier, he could clearly see what the soldiers were holding.

Hearing the Shangguan yelling and scolding, several soldiers dared not speak. They hid their hands behind their backs and their lips were still shiny.

"Take it out!" Chengmen Lieutenant was angry. He only had soybeans to go with the wine, but these lowly pigs and dogs had meat to eat.

While shouting angrily, he looked around.

"Hey, brother, it's me." A young man came out, holding a covered bamboo basket in his hand.

Chengmen Wei naturally recognized this person. It seemed that he came to Lingzhi from Jizhou two months ago to do business, bringing dozens of rough men with him.

He is an astute young man who often does shady things for money.

For these things, he often brought wine, meat and property to him to clear things up.

As a result, Chengmenwei gained a lot of personal wealth and performed many tooth sacrifices.

It has been sweetened countless times before, without causing any trouble.

Seeing that it was him, the Chengmen Lieutenant's expression softened, and he smiled and cursed: "Why is it your kid?"

While glancing at the bamboo basket in his hand, he saw that it seemed to be quite heavy, and the smile on his face widened even more.

The young man at the bottom of the city smiled and winked at the men who came with him, telling them to continue distributing wine and meat to the soldiers.

He walked slowly up to the tower and whispered, "Let's talk aside?"

"Okay, okay!" Chengmen Lieutenant smiled and invited the young man to walk to the building where he had been drinking.

I looked over and saw that the soldiers who were patrolling the city wall had all gone down to perform tooth beatings as a sacrifice, which was a big taboo.

It’s just right now!
The city gate captain looked at the young man standing in the dark and was a little unhappy when he saw that he still hadn't spoken yet: "Do you still want me to ask you to speak?"

"Don't you dare!" The young man kept smiling and said to the city gate captain, "I'm here to ask my brother for something."

"Tell me, you and I, brothers, don't be polite." Chengmen Lieutenant said, reaching out to take the basket. The heavy weight made his eyes light up: "But if you ask for anything, you will get it."

"Seriously?" The smile on the young man's lips grew wider.

The city gate captain opened the Miaoluo and lifted it up to see what was inside. He casually said, "Seriously!"

He didn't see what the basket contained, but a silver light flashed out of the corner of his eye.

A short dagger was pierced through the softest jaw, passed through the teeth, and went straight into the brain.

"Uh……"

He squeezed out a very light sound from between his teeth, swayed his body, and fell straight into the open arms of the young man in front of him.

"Thank you, brother!" The young man smiled and supported the Chengmen Lieutenant's body.

Mi Luo Gulu fell to the ground, and the fat chicken wine contained in it spilled all over the floor.

"Please brother, eat and drink well on the way, don't blame me!"

(End of this chapter)