I was the emperor in the Three Kingdoms

"Coming to Zhuo County is like coming to another world."

A young scribe looked at the surroundings and sighed, everyone here had smiles on their faces, the roads were clean and tidy, and the spirit of the people was much better than in other places.

"If you move your clan to settle here, it will also be a good place." The young scribe said to himself, he was dignified in appearance and outstanding in appearance, standing in front of the city gate, standing out from the crowd, very eye-catching.

"I heard that Fengxiao is an official under Liu Zhe, and it is good to see him this time, I haven't seen him for many years, but I am very worried about him." The young scribe thought a little and made up his mind.

"This gentleman, if you want to enter the city, please do not stop others." At this time, a soldier guarding the city gate came over and said to the young scribe, his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant, polite and respectful, so that the young scribe could not help but look up.

Looking at the other soldiers, they were full of spirit, standing upright, and did not extort money from the people who entered the city, which was completely different from other places.

The young scribe did not say anything more, but first turned sideways and let the people pushing carts behind him enter the city. He saluted the soldier and asked, "Is there a young man named Guo Jia and Guo Fengxiao beside your state pastor?" "

"Sir knows staff member Guo?" The soldier was surprised and wary.

The young scribe nodded and said with a smile: "Exactly, I am an old friend with him, can he be in the county?" "

The soldier shook and said, "He is not in the county, he went out of the city with the state pastor, what are you looking for him?" If there is no urgency, you can wait a few days. If it is an urgent matter, I can take you to the county office, and the master book is in the county. "

After the young scribe thanked the soldiers, he did not rush to find Guo Jia, but continued to wander around the city.

By noon, Zhuo County was in a row, and the whole county seemed to be boiling, and many people walked outside the city.

"What happened?" The young scribe felt strange and found a vendor who had not left to inquire.

"Gongzi, you don't know?" The peddler glanced at the young scribe in surprise, and then affirmed: "Gongzi is definitely not from Zhuo County or even from Zhuo County, right?" "

"I came from Yingchuan, and I first arrived in your land." The young scribe replied.

The vendor smiled and said, "It's no wonder, several captains and the Black Lin Army who suppressed the rebellion today have returned." "

Black Linjun?

The young scribes had heard of this team, and it was said that Liu Zhe personally spent a lot of money to build the team, and the Yellow Turban made them famous all over the world. Some people even call it Youzhou, and even the most powerful team in Dahan. Compared with the Union State Iron Horse, the Xuzhou Danyang soldiers are even more powerful.

"If Gongzi wants to see it, I suggest you go up to it, and wait for the prefecture herdsman to let them parade around the city." The vendor pointed to the restaurant behind the young scribe and said, the restaurant was three stories high, and from above you could look down below, the terrain was very good, and there were already many people crowded on it.

After the young scribe expressed his gratitude to the vendor, he was curious, so he went to the restaurant, ordered some wine and dishes, and waited slowly.

The drums outside shook the sky, and the cheers of the people were endless.

"Coming, coming." Just upstairs someone shouted, there was an uproar, and almost everyone on this floor rushed to the window to watch.

The young scribe also walked to the window and looked out curiously.

Not far away, a black cavalry team appeared in the street.

After seeing them appear, the people surrounding the street cheered loudly, and the sound was deafening. Some bold little girls blushed and threw some tokens into the hands of some cavalryman, and some children giggled and ran with the team. There is also a husband who is smoking a cigarette next to him, praising it again and again.

This is the Black Lin Army?

The young scribes were amazed, they were in a neat rank, their steps were firm, they were on horseback, and they were all powerful and breathtaking in black armor. After they took off their helmets, they were surrounded by the people, and their faces showed a shy and unnatural expression, which was far from their might.

"It's really powerful, if only I could enter the Black Lin Army." Someone in the restaurant sighed.

"Don't dream, just with your figure, you have to subtract at least half." A companion quipped.

"Don't think that the Black Lin Army is easy to join, you can join the reserve of the Black Lin Army, and the security regiment will be considered as powerful." Someone struck.

"The Black Lin Army is Liu Zhou Mu's head meat, do you know how much a Black Lin Army costs?" Someone spoke up.

"How much?"

The young scribe was also curious about this question and could not help but listen carefully.

"At least a hundred gold or more."

"One hundred gold? How can it be. "Some people don't believe it.

"Don't believe it, I'll count you, you see their mounts, they were all bought from the grasslands outside Serbia, and a horse is worth tens of gold, right? And then you are looking at their armor, a set of armor also costs tens of gold, this is not counting the hand guards and helmets, and then look at the weapons in their hands, long guns, short knives, you say, can this be created without a hundred gold? "

The young scribe smiled, in fact, that person was not right!

In the eyes of the young scribe, a cavalry of the Black Lin Army cost at least two hundred gold. Their equipment alone is already more than a hundred gold, and these equipment can be used as family heirlooms if they are elsewhere, but here they are ordinary standard equipment.

In this way, this Liu Zhe is really not an ordinary person. The young scribe sighed in his heart.

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