Since the Quyu plow and keel waterwheel were put into use in Xuzhou, Lu Bu spent a lot of effort to fight against bandits. Only in this way can he ensure that the people can open up a larger area.
Moreover, you can usually make some money by fighting bandits, rather than losing money.
In just over a year, they were almost completely eliminated, so that the bandits who fled from Taishan County were stabbed in Lu Bu's ear before they could show off their power.
In the past, things like fighting bandits were mostly left to Zang Ba and Sun Guan. After all, bandits knew bandits best.
And other people don't have much interest in this kind of thing.
But this time the discussion was very fierce. Everyone was vying to get there, which made Yan Liangwen Chou dumbfounded. As for you, there are only more than two thousand bandits in total. Good guys, Gao Shun, Wei Yue, Zhang Xiu, Zhao Yun and others asked for battle one after another.
"Okay, okay, don't argue. In that case, summon the centurion and above soldiers in the camp to compete in the martial arts field." Lu Bu waved his hand, looking very impatient.
Yan Liang Wenchou was very excited and felt that his goal of returning to the North was getting closer.
When they arrived at the martial arts arena, hundreds of people had gathered around them, and the lowest ranking among them was also a centurion.
As a courtesy, Yan Liang was given priority to play. Gao Shun and Zhang Xiu were vying to be his opponent.
"I come!"
"Let me do it!"
"You two, why don't I go up first?"
"Zilong? Your martial arts are too weak. Wouldn't it be an embarrassment to us if you lose?"
"It doesn't matter. If I lose, my senior brother will take over. It's also my dream to fight against the fierce generals of the Northern Kingdom."
"In that case, let Zilong go first. Although Zilong's martial arts is weaker, he is his brother after all, so give him a chance."
Wen Chou on the side was very puzzled. He had fought with Zhao Yun a few years ago and his martial arts skills were not weak. Is it true that everyone under Lu Bu is so fierce?
Under the attention of everyone, Yan Liang was riding a tall horse, holding a golden-backed knife, twisting his neck and moving his muscles, with a look of eagerness to try.
You've been miserable enough in Camp Lu these days. Today, I'm going to use my golden-backed sword to open your eyes and rectify my name as the general of the Northern Kingdom.
"Zilong, don't worry, I won't hurt you."
Zhao Yun, who was riding the jade lion, smiled slightly and nodded, "Thank you, General Yan."
What a familiar line. Lin Mo, standing next to Lu Bu, said that your brother Wen Chou also said the same at that time.
"The martial arts performance begins!"
Following Lu Bu's order, the two men rushed towards each other on horseback, tangled with swords and guns.
Zhao Yun is not Lu Bu. He likes to stretch his muscles first. He comes up with a dazzling shot and greeting, which instantly blinds Yan Liang. Apart from passive defense, he has no chance to launch a decent counterattack.
Do you call this the weakest in martial arts? After the wrong horse, Yan Liang hurriedly adjusted, holding the sword tightly with both hands, not daring to have any intention of underestimating the enemy.
Zhang Xiu, Wei Yue and others in the audience showed sly smiles, but they didn't expect that Ba Zilong was actually the best at fighting.
When they clashed again, General Yan Liang wielded his golden-backed sword like a tiger, with every blow carrying the force of breaking rocks. He was full of firepower and did not dare to hold anything back. After all, this battle was about whether he could recover. Go to Yuan Shao's side.
But he found that Zhao Yun was really too fierce, with superb marksmanship and no leaks. No matter how airtight his attacks were, they were all calmly resolved. The powerful and heavy collisions were all relieved by the opponent's skill, and every blow was It's like being beaten on the quilt and I can't bear the pain.
On the other hand, Zhao Yun was able to attack with ease with his bright silver spear, and his attack was always accompanied by a counterattack. Yan Liang was suppressed and was completely unable to use it.
The heavy rain of pear blossom-like offensive made Yan Liang look forward, as if he was facing several spears at the same time. Sometimes he could even see an afterimage, as the spears pierced him from an angle that was tricky and incomprehensible.
His superb marksmanship instantly won the applause of everyone watching the battle.
Good job, be rewarded!
Damn it, this man is no better than his brother in martial arts. Is he really the weakest general in Lu Camp?
Complaints are complaints, there is no way out, Yan Liang even used his ultimate move, but Zhao Yun couldn't do anything about it.
After only thirty rounds, he was completely at a disadvantage.
Zhao Yun took advantage of the situation, and the Jade Lion pressed forward step by step. The momentum of the bright silver spear came one after another, and the strength was actually superimposed.
This. This is sword skill! Didn't he use a gun? Yan Liang, who was beaten and retreating, was a little confused.
"Zilong is really talented. Compared with the last time he competed with me, his martial arts skills are completely different."
Even Lu Bu lamented, "I am afraid that the future achievements will not be inferior to mine."
As far as his current martial arts skills are concerned, Lu Bu feels that he can easily surpass Zhao Yun, but he is young, not yet thirty years old. With a few more experiences, there is still room for improvement in his strength.
Moreover, after getting along with each other these days, he also understood why Lin Mo dared to confide in Zhao Yun. He had a really good temperament, and now he was enjoying the treatment of his own family.
In the future, he will definitely become the most powerful general of the Lu family.
Yunwen does choose his helpers.
There have been more than seventy rounds of fighting on the martial arts field. Zhao Yun's bright silver spear danced like a hedgehog. Yan Liang could only parry and had no power to fight back.
To be precise, after thirty rounds, he was already at a disadvantage. After fifty rounds, there was no suspense anymore. It was just the last stubbornness of the Northern Admiral.
Finally, at the moment when the horse was wrong, Zhao Yun made a move and pointed his carbine at Yan Liang's back.
"Brother, be careful!" Wen Chou was frightened by this blow and screamed.
Of course, Zhao Yun put away his gun as soon as possible, and Yan Liang also had a hole in his cloak, which was proof of his defeat.
A burst of thunderous applause brought the competition to a successful conclusion.
After dismounting, Yan Liang glanced at Zhao Yun somewhat gloomily, and then looked at Wei Yue, Zhang Xiu and others who were not far away and cast mocking glances. He no longer had the arrogance of the past.
"Brother, are you okay?" Wen Chou rushed forward and looked up and down.
Yan Liang sighed and shook his head, "Today I know that there is something different in the world. I lost. Brother, this person is very skilled in martial arts. I am afraid he is even better than you."
As a first-rate master, Wen Chou could certainly see that there was a gap between the two, and he no longer had the desire to challenge, so he sighed.
In the Northern Kingdom, there was an invincible existence. The fierce generals under Han Fu, Gongsun Zan and others encountered two people, and they were either killed or wounded. What a sight.
Unexpectedly, here in Luying, they would be defeated without any suspense. The dignity of the generals of the three armies of the Northern Kingdom was pressed to the ground and rubbed. For a moment, the two of them were devastated and were speechless in frustration.
It was understandable for the two of them to think so. Little did they know that looking at the entire Lu Ying, there was only one strong general like Zhao Yun. They really thought that Wei Yue and Zhang Xiu were stronger than Zhao Yun.
Wen Chou patted him on the shoulder and said, "Brother, Marquis Wen and Marquis Lanling have been very kind and kind to us. It would be disrespectful to say that they would return to the Northern Kingdom."
"My lord, I have tried my best, but we can't go back to the north." Yan Liang felt a chill in his head and looked at the north to say his final farewell.
This big drama was quite a big deal, but it was worth it. Lu Bu could see the admiration in their eyes. From now on, he would be much more honest.
My son-in-law still has some tricks up his sleeve!
In the Tianlao of Yingchuan and Xuchang City.
In the pitch-black passage, there were only a few bowl-sized beams of light that brought some brightness. The floating dust danced in the beams, and the rotten smell assaulted the nostrils.
Deep in the dungeon, the county magistrate Zhang Wang, who was once inferior to one person and outnumbered ten thousand people in Wen County, was wearing a white prison uniform, with disheveled hair and shackles, leaning weakly against the damp stone wall, looking at the dark dome with empty eyes. Asking myself what happened.
The good county magistrate was doing well, but Cao Jun suddenly rushed in and tied him up, claiming that he had colluded with Lu Bu.
It was okay at first. They had good food, good accommodation, and money when they arrived in Xuchang. They just asked themselves to write a letter to Lin Mo to coax him to come to Xuchang, and promised that as long as Lin Mo came, he would be the prefect.
That was the prefect. Zhang Wang felt that there must be smoke coming out of the ancestral tomb, otherwise generations of people would not have the chance to become the prefect.
How did he know that Lin Mo had not received his letter at all? How did he know that because he could not deceive Lin Mo, Cao Cao would turn against Lin Mo and throw him into prison? How did he know that Cao Cao would send these jailers to torture him every two days after arriving? Serve yourself.
What he didn't know even more was that how could his benefactor's son, who was clearly a pariah, become a force that could dominate the Central Plains?
What he didn't even know was that his son-in-law, who he had abandoned like a pair of worn-out shoes, would be snatched away by several princes like a treasure, fighting openly and covertly for him.
If he knew, he would have to rush from Xiliang to Jiaozhou, not only from Wen County to Pengcheng.
Yes, Zhang Wang didn't know. He didn't expect that his one thought had changed the entire world trend in the late Eastern Han Dynasty.
Now, I no longer dare to take chances with my future. I just beg Cao Cao to be kind and not to let the jailer punch and kick me again. I am old and can't stand it.
"Chunhua, my father has suffered a lot for you. If I had known, I would have let you marry him." Zhang Wang covered his face and cried like a child. Who in the family would understand?
Kick, kick.
The sound of footsteps came closer and closer, and Zhang Wang was so frightened that he huddled in the corner, trembling.
Come, come, come and hit me again.
Fortunately, only a young Confucian scholar came, wearing a soapy blue official uniform.
"Master Zhang, are you used to being in this prison?" Guo Jia pinched his nose and frowned. This prison stinks very much.
"Sir, my lord, please tell Sikong that I will find a way to invite my nephew to Xuchang and let me out. I can't stand it anymore, huh." Zhang Wang crawled out from the dark corner with a bruised nose and a swollen face.
Guo Jia squatted down, holding on to the thick fence wood, and said disgustedly: "If you could have invited him earlier, why did you wait until today? Sikong has given an order to kill you."
Hearing this, Zhang Wang froze. Just like that, he was going to die?
Just because I don’t want to marry my little daughter to a pariah, so I’m going to die?
"but."
This sound just made Zhang Wang grasp at a life-saving straw. He climbed to the fence and gasped, waiting for Guo Jia to say, "Sima Jiangong wrote to Sikong several times, hoping to spare your life. It seems that you and Sima The family relationship is very close."
"Yes, yes, I am a disciple of the Sima family. I have regarded Sima Jun as my teacher and father for many years. Please Sikong Nian, please spare my life for Sima Jun's sake!"
Although the Sima family cannot compare with the titles of fourth generation and third prince of the Yuan family of Runan and the Yang family of Hongnong, as a disciple of a large family in Sili Prefecture, it has many former officials and a strong foundation, which cannot be underestimated.
Otherwise, Zhang Wang would not have clung to this thigh when he was in Wen County, and he would pay a lot of tribute every year.
Of course, the most important thing is that the Zhang family and the Sima family have been friends for a long time.
"I heard from Sima Jun that he recommended Sikong to be the Northern Lieutenant of Luoyang. I beg Sikong to think of his salvation and spare my life." Seeing that Guo Jia didn't respond, Zhang Wang hurriedly continued to beg for mercy.
"That alone won't save your life."
Guo Jia patted the fence and glanced to the other side with disgust, "Well, since you are so familiar with the Sima family, I will let you go back to Wen County first, but this trip still has to serve Sikong.
If the matter is completed, not only will you be exempted from the death penalty, but you will also be reinstated. "
Hearing this, Zhang Wangna bowed his head and said, "Thank you Sikong, thank you Sikong. Please show me what you want me to do. I can do anything!"
Zhang Wang was no longer interested in the matter of reinstatement. As long as he escaped from this ghost place quickly and didn't get beaten every now and then, he would be thankful.
Guo Jia waved to Zhang Wang and motioned for him to come forward.
When the task was clearly explained, Zhang Wang looked troubled, "Although Lord Sima has friendship with the villain, I'm afraid he may not be willing to do it."
"In that case, I'll take my leave first." Guo Jia stood up before he finished speaking.
"Don't, don't, don't, it will happen. This matter will happen. Even if I kneel at the door of Sima's house, I will ask them to agree. Please rest assured, Sikong. Please rest assured, sir." My old bones can't stand your tossing, no matter how difficult it is. I have to do it.
Guo Jia squatted down again and looked at Zhang Wang quietly, "How long?"
"After all, this matter has caused difficulties for the Sima family. I may not be able to agree to it for a while. I will be able to complete this matter within a year, within a year!" Zhang Wang is not stupid. On the contrary, he has been doing it in Wen County for so many years. The county magistrate is still very thorough, and he knows that the matter itself is not difficult.
The rare thing is that once this thing is done, it is equivalent to tying the Sima family to Cao Cao's chariot. Sima Fang may not do this for himself.
No matter how much you beg, it still takes time to operate.
"One year."
Guo Jia pouted and thought for a long time, but after thinking about it carefully, even if the Sima family intervened, it would indeed take time, and it could not be done in a day. Finally, he nodded and said: "Okay, within a year, if the matter is settled, you can Sit back and relax, otherwise, Sikong asked me to tell you, your whole Zhang family will have to pay the price for this."
The Zhang family is not a wealthy family. With Cao Cao's current status, it is indeed not difficult to destroy his entire family.
Zhang Wang also knew that he had caused a big trouble, but now he had no other choice. He could only kowtow feebly again, "I will definitely fulfill my mission."
Guo Jia left without any unnecessary nonsense.
Zhang Wang leaned against the fence limply, crying.
"Regret, I really regret it. If I had not gone to Pengcheng out of ignorance that day, I am afraid that I would have been a prefect by now, and I would have been beaten all day long in the prison.
My nephew, why are you so cruel? I just had a thought. I have written to you several times and Chunhua is willing to agree to it, but I still refuse to accept it."
He still can't understand that a little Lin Mo could push things to this point and now involve the Sima family.
I can only hope that the Zhang family can survive this crisis safely.
(End of chapter)
