The Invincible Hegemon of the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 58
Zhao Xiang waved his hand and asked Zhang He to take Pan Feng down so that he could settle down.

After all this turmoil, Han Fu was not interested in continuing to chat with Zhao Xiang on the next road.

Even a few words are polite words without any nutrition.

The two finally arrived at Han Fu's mansion.

There were already lights and festoons here, Han Fu got off the car and invited Zhao Xiang into the mansion.

Zhao Xiang was waiting to enter the mansion when a discordant voice came:
"Who am I supposed to be? I want Mr. Lao Dewenjie to greet him personally. Isn't this the barbarian from Changshan?"

Zhao Xiang remained motionless, and turned his gaze to the speaker.

The man was wearing a scribe's green shirt and had a horse face.Lifting his chin high, his brows were filled with arrogance.

Han Fu frowned slightly: "Gao Wenhui, Governor Zhao is my guest today."

The scribe bowed slightly to Han Fu: "Rou Ben came to congratulate the envoy with good intentions, who would have thought that this barbarian was here too. If that's the case, Rou will retire."

Han Fu was helpless: "Gao Wenhui doesn't need to be like this, I think there is some misunderstanding between you and Zhao Taishou?"

Zhao Xiang pressed Dian Wei who was about to strike, and looked directly at the scribe: "Who are you?"

The literati arrogantly said to Zhao Xiang: "I am a member of the Gao clan in Hebei, and I am engaged in Gaorou in Bingzhou, and my name is Wenhui!"

After a pause, Gao Rou spoke wildly to Zhao Xiang again: "Others respect you as the prefect of Changshan, and fear your hands stained with tens of thousands of blood. My official Gao Rou is not afraid of you!"

"You barbarian, kill my Gao family's children. Annihilate my Gao family's branch in Changshan. I will tell you clearly today that from now on, there will never be your Zhao family at the banquet of this Hebei family. Ziyu's seat! You, Zhao Xiang, will not be tolerated in the Hebei family!"

When Han Fu heard the words, he looked at Zhao Xiang with a hint of unkindness in his eyes: "Zhao... Zhao Taishou. Is what Wen Hui said true?"

Except for a few sympathetic eyes, all the guests present looked at Zhao Xiang coldly.

Zhang He raised his eyes and sneered, and put his palm on the sword around his waist unconsciously.

At the end of the Han Dynasty, there were many aristocratic families.Almost every family in a state has relatives by marriage.

Therefore, Zhao Xiang is really helpless at this moment.

Some guards who accompanied the family also looked at Zhao Xiang with ill intentions.

Dian Wei shouted angrily, his voice piercing through the sky: "I am Dian Wei here! You! Who dares to be presumptuous to my lord?!"

After speaking, he took two big strides, and his huge body was in front of Zhao Xiang.

Zhao Xiang looked at Gao Rou without any emotion in his eyes, then turned to look at Han Fu, and smiled slightly:
"Although what Gao Zong said is not true, it is almost the same."

Everyone in the arena was in an uproar.

Han Fu trembled all over, and his expression became extremely awkward in an instant: "Prefect Zhao...this...is..."

Zhao Xiang nodded with a smile: "Understood, I will leave now. It's just that I have one more word here. I want to send it to everyone here."

The smile on Zhao Xiang's lips slowly dropped, turning into disdain.

The sharp eyes began to scan the crowd present:

"There is a Yellow Turban Rebellion today, and there are millions of refugees. Those who are in positions of honor do not seek government, and those who are capable do not think about saving. Hush, what a pity. He said: 'The wine and meat of the Zhumen stink, and there are frozen bones on the road!'"

"Let's go!" After Zhao Xiang finished speaking, he raised his blood-red cloak and left.

Han Fu and others were noncommittal, but the two white-clothed ministers among them heard Zhao Xiang's words.But looking at the crowd who continued to laugh and laugh thoughtfully.

On the outskirts of Yecheng, the one-armed Lei Bo led more than 20 blood soul army guards to camp.

Lei Bowu muttered to himself: "This handsome man is mysterious, and he hurried into the city alone as soon as he arrived. It can't be..."

When Lei Bo talked to himself, he smiled wretchedly.

In Yecheng, Zhang He escaped the soldiers guarding the city and patrolling the streets.Sneak into a house.

In this private house lived an old woman.

In the dark room, she squinted her eyes and laboriously embroidered a piece of floral cloth.

Hearing the movement at the door, she raised her head, revealing a wrinkled face.

The moment she saw Zhang He, tears flowed down her cheeks: "He'er... yes... you?"

Zhang He knelt down heavily in front of the old woman, his eyes were also flushed: "Mother! The child is unfilial! I have made you suffer!"

The old woman smiled gratifiedly with tears on her face.Rubbing her dry hands, she helped Zhang Yun up.

Zhao Xiang had already returned to the Blood Soul Army camp, and said coldly: "Bomou, pass on the order, let's go back to Changshan!"

Zhang He agreed coldly.

The soldiers had already assembled, and Zhang He's sharp eyes swept over them.But he asked: "Why is there one person missing?"

See Lei Bo Nene.Zhang He's brows were full of hostility: "Tell the truth!"

Lei Bo sighed, but told Zhang He the news of Zhang Yun's entry into the city.

Zhang He was furious, and sent two flying cavalry into the city to look for Zhang He, while notifying Zhao Xiang.

Zhao Xiang heard the words, but his expression moved slightly: "Zhang He? Zhang Junyi?"

I thought secretly in my heart: Is that Zhang He?Isn't his character Zhang Xieyi?When did he enter our army?
The so-called scholar can read half of the characters, but Zhao Xiang, Xun Yu, reads Xun or Xun.Zhang Junyi read Zhang Xiyi.But a little confused.

Of course, Zhao Xiang didn't know it at this time, because his knowledge was shallow.A celebrity has already missed him.

Zhao Xiang was still thinking about whether Zhang Xi was that famous general in history.The flying cavalry who entered the city sent back news: Zhang Yun was stopped at the gate of Yecheng.

Zhao Xiang's face darkened, and he said coldly: "Bomou, bring someone to bring our brother back!"

Zhang He's expression became serious, and he quickly tied the quiver to his waist.Immediately turned over and said coldly: "Follow me!"

More than 20 riders followed Zhang He closely and ran towards Yecheng.

Zhang He originally planned to take his old mother directly out of the city to vote in Changshan.

He rented a carriage and disguised himself as a coachman.Just as he was about to leave the city, he was recognized by a guard guarding the city.

The assistant general's name was Li Li, and he was extremely unhappy to see that Zhang Yun had become a county lieutenant at such a young age.From time to time, relying on his status as a veteran of Yecheng, he sneered at Zhang Xi.

It's just that Zhang Yun is a county lieutenant, so he doesn't bother to pay attention to him on weekdays.

The period from when Zhang He fell in Anping to when he lived in the Blood Soul Army.Zhang He had almost forgotten about Li Li.

Seeing Li Li guarding the city gate at this time, Zhang Yun secretly groaned in his heart.

Sure enough, even though Zhang He lowered his head as much as possible.

But he still gave Li Li a sense of déjà vu in his simple disguise.

Li Li ordered the soldiers to stop the carriage and look at Zhang Yun carefully.After a while, he shouted sharply: "Wu Na coachman, raise your head!"

Zhang He slowly raised his head.

Li Li saw Zhang He's whole appearance, but he laughed wildly at the sky, and then said sternly to Zhang He: "Zhang Junyi! Even if you are crushed, I will recognize you!"

(End of this chapter)