People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 198 Zilong
In Changshan, Jizhou, a small group of three to five hundred soldiers were walking slowly on the road. The leader among them was a man in a white robe and light armor. He had a handsome face and a tall figure. He held a long spear with a red tassel in his hand and rode a white horse. He looked like a young hero full of vigor and vitality.

The Han court was bullied by Dong Zhuo, and heroes from all over the country recruited soldiers to seek development. Counties and counties also had to send soldiers to travel around to serve the heroes.

This team was a small group of soldiers sent by Changshan County, and the leader was Zhao Yun, a local hero who was favored by the county.

Although Zhao Yun came from a poor family, he was well-known for his heroic deeds and was highly respected by the local government and villagers.

It has been five years since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, and the Five Elements Mountain has been a place where bandits have been active, but Zhao Yun has repeatedly summoned local militia in his hometown to repel the Yellow Turbans and protect the area for peace.

No matter in conduct, bravery or intelligence, Zhao Yun is the best among his peers. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most talented young man in the area. Therefore, this team of soldiers was assigned to him, and he was responsible for leading the team to join the heroes of the prefectures and counties.

According to the county's intention, they originally wanted Zhao Yun to lead the team to join Han Fu. After all, Han Fu is now the governor of Jizhou.

However, not long after Zhao Yun reached his destination, he had another plan and wanted to change direction to join Liu Yu or Gongsun Zan in Youzhou.

Zhao Yun knew that if a poor man like him brought three to five hundred people to join Han Fu, it would probably not be worth Han Fu's attention. He would not be taken seriously at all and would never be able to make a name for himself in his life.

But it was different in Youzhou. Liu Yu was known for his benevolence and righteousness and was worthy of trust. Not to mention that the Yellow Turbans in Youzhou were causing chaos at that time, and Liu Yu was already unable to cope with them. He lacked available generals. Even if he would not be valued if he went there, it would at least be much better than going to Han Fu for help.

Although Gongsun Zan was said to be arrogant, he was willing to employ people from humble backgrounds, which was a good choice for him.

No matter how you look at it, going to Youzhou is more worthy of consideration than joining Han Fu. As for the Yellow Turbans that were causing trouble in Youzhou, Zhao Yun didn't care at all.

Although he didn't know why Liu Yu and Gongsun Zan were defeated in the face of the Yellow Turbans, in his opinion, the Yellow Turbans were nothing to worry about.

He didn't know how many times he had fought with the Yellow Turbans over the years. As for the strength of the Yellow Turbans, he could only say that they were a mob.

This actually made Zhao Yun more confident about the future. Liu Yu and Gongsun Zan were losing battles against the Yellow Turbans. This was a great stage for him to perform. It was not a problem to defeat the Yellow Turbans with his own abilities. As long as he could achieve some results, he would naturally be able to come to the fore.

The young Zhao Yun was inevitably a bit proud and self-confident, so he never seriously thought about why Liu Yu and Gongsun Zan, who were not mediocre people, could not defeat the Yellow Turbans. He was just confident in himself enough.

He had a very beautiful idea, but just as he had left Changshan, a piece of news disrupted his plan.

"What, Youzhou has been completely lost, and Gongsun Zan and Liu Yu are also dead?" Zhao Yun looked at his fellow villager in front of him in a daze.

The fellow villager said, "I'm afraid this is true. I just heard from the local county soldiers at the front. This happened three months ago, and we are too late."

Zhao Yun quickly waved his hand to stop the team's actions, then dismounted and sat down somewhere.

Soon several fellow villagers gathered around, and when they heard what had happened, they all looked at each other in amazement, not knowing what to do.

Zhao Yun changed direction to Youzhou, of course not on his own initiative. He also discussed it with many of his fellow villagers, and it was a joint decision. Now he hasn't even arrived yet and Youzhou is gone, which is embarrassing.

"Zilong, what should we do next? We can't go to Youzhou again, right?" someone asked. Zhao Yun sighed helplessly, "Of course we can't go to Youzhou. In this case, I'm afraid we can only go to Han Fu."

Some people were suspicious: "Han Fu doesn't look like a wise leader. It's okay for us mediocre people, but Zilong, you are a top hero in the world. It would be a pity if you are not taken seriously."

Zhao Yun was silent for a while, and then he could only shake his head and remain silent.

Zhao Yun certainly understood these things, but this was the way the world was. Without a good background, it was too difficult to make a good future. A child from a poor family like himself could not bring any resources, and no one would take him seriously even if he offered them to others.

Han Fu is not suitable. Looking around, there are not many people who are suitable. No matter where she goes, she will not be able to stand up to the standard.

Liu Yu and Gongsun Zan were the most likely ways he could find, but before he could get there, everything was over. Perhaps this was fate.

"At least let's find a place to settle down first. As for the future, I can only leave it to fate. If I, Zhao Yun, am destined to succeed, I won't have to care about this moment." This is the only way Zhao Yun could comfort himself.

After discussing for a while, they finally had no choice but to change direction again and go to Han Fu.

This saved a lot of travel time. In just eight or nine days, they arrived in Yecheng, which was where Han Fu's office was located.

Just as Zhao Yun and his men had expected, their arrival was not taken seriously by Han Fu.

After Zhao Yun brought these three to five hundred people here to inform them of the situation, they were left aside, and Zhao Yun did not get an audience with Han Fu for a long time.

To Han Fu, a man from a humble family like Zhao Yun was not worth his attention. Talents such as Shen Pei, Zhang He, Geng Wu, Min Chun, Zhang He, and Cheng Huan were the ones he was willing to rely on. At the very least, these people were from local tyrant families and were not comparable to Zhao Yun.

So it cannot be said that Han Fu looked down on Zhao Yun when he was treated so coldly by Han Fu. In fact, no matter where Zhao Yun went, he would probably be treated like this.

Despite this, most of Zhao Yun's fellow villagers were still indignant for him, and some even started making a fuss, which attracted the attention of others.

Zhao Yun was still trying to calm his fellow townsman down when a friendly and honest man came over. After hearing that Zhao Yun had been unable to get an audience for a long time, he took the initiative to walk over and said with a smile, "Don't worry, little brother. I'm about to go and ask to see the governor. Why don't you come with me?"

When Zhao Yun took a look, he saw that the man had a gentle expression, which made people feel somewhat close to him. There was a big red-faced man behind him, who had a frightening aura at first glance.

"Thank you for your kindness, brother. But if so, will it make you disliked by the governor? If so, I'm afraid it won't be good." Zhao Yun had a good impression, but he didn't want to drag others down.

But the man smiled and waved his hand, saying in a carefree manner: "It's okay. I, Liu Bei, am not valued by the governor. If I can help you a little, I will be fine even if I am scolded a few times."

Zhao Yun was touched by this unrestrained attitude and stopped refusing: "In this case, Zhao Yun thanks you, brother!"

(End of this chapter)