The conspiracy of the Yellow Turban Thief, Guo Jia naturally has no way of knowing.

At this moment, his little life is very comfortable.

There is Zhao Yun outside the city, there is Yu Ban inside the city, and Dian Wei, the first bodyguard of the Three Kingdoms, is always by his side, and he is not worried about any danger to his life.

Xin Ping and the others are all talents who are in charge of their own affairs, and with them pacified in the city, those coolies are also very calm.

Serve delicious food and drink every day, walk around the corner in my spare time, hook up with my sister-in-law when I have nothing to do, and let her get a jade.

I had no choice but to eat a closed door every time.

People all over the city regard Guo Jia as an idol of gods, except for one person, Cai Yu.

No matter how coercive and tempting this guy is, this girl will definitely not be fooled again.

Only then did she understand what a was all about.

was on Guo Jia's thief ship at the beginning, and she couldn't help it.

But now that she has a choice, this girl will naturally not let him succeed.

Forced to hurry, this girl showed sharp teeth.

She not only blows, but also bites.

Every time he saw Cai Yu's two pointed little tiger teeth, Guo Jia felt a chill underneath.

In case he is in a hurry, this girl really gives him a moment, and it will be sad.

Never mind!

Let's take it gradually.

But this guy believes that with the first time and the second time, isn't this how this kind of thing came over?

He is very confident about the future.

"Hello Lord!"

"Hello Lord Fujun!"

"Hello Taishou-sama!"

As soon as Guo Jia appeared, it would arouse the eagerness of everyone in the city.

There is no other reason, Guo Jia defended the city and saved everyone's lives.

Zhang Bao was scared away by Zhao Dazhui's voice, and even led an army of 100,000 crying fathers and shouting mothers to climb and climb.

The people of the city were even more confident.

I admire this young Taishou even more.

Although it was Zhao Dazhu, who loved to pretend to be forced, it was actually this demonic Taishou who defeated the Yellow Turban Army.

A voice scared off the 80,000-strong army?

The two crockpots were thrown out to scare the enemy, and the enemy was scared of the urine?

The enemy still doesn't forget to steal the sister-in-law's Youmu?

Yes!

Here it is.

There's a demonic Taishou here.

In Nangong County, whether it is a general, a pawn or even a coolie, they all believe in this Taishou very much.

They believe that with this Taishou here, this place will be impregnable.

It's part of their beliefs.

After walking around, Guo Jia didn't seem to have anything to do, and then he returned home.

"Guo Jia!"

Sister-in-law Cai Yu came in a hurry, with excitement on her face.

The imperial court finally sent Huangfu Song to the north.

Huangfu Song was a famous general in the late Han Dynasty, and after pacifying the Yellow Turban thieves in Yingchuan and Runan, he quickly turned his gun and went straight to Guangzong.

Once Huangfu Song arrived in Guangzong, Zhang Liang's soldiers and horses would naturally disappear, and the remaining Zhang Bao would be difficult to support alone.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion may have been extinguished sooner.

Thinking of this, Guo Jia's heart became more relaxed.

In this incident, Guo Jia didn't get much benefit, and he made some military achievements, and was greedy for ink by Han Fu's bastard.

But......

A smile appeared on the corner of Guo Jia's mouth.

At least the food in this city belongs to him.

With this food, a lot of problems can be solved.

Cai Yu was also very happy, the military horses of the imperial court went north to attack Guangzong, and the Yellow Turban Army would inevitably fall apart if it was difficult to support the enemy.

In this case, it seems that the troubled times will soon be over.

When the time comes, she can go to her intelligence work again with peace of mind.

This girl seems to be a workaholic.

"Lord, lord!"

Zhao Dazhui Shi Shiran appeared in front of Guo Jia, and said with a smile on his face: "My subordinates have thought of a few good lines, you are a cultural person, how about giving a review." ”

As a senior pretending officer, you must study it with all your heart.

Zhao Dazhui thinks so and does so.

He aspires to be a pretender who excels.

Therefore, when you have nothing to do, you should start to study the pretending routine, in order to achieve the maximum pretending effect.

I saw this guy put up a poss, pointed obliquely at the sky, and screamed a few times.

The movements are a little more smooth, the expression is a little more manor, the forced style is a little more natural, and more importantly, there is emotion.

With emotional lines, it raised the force to several realms in an instant.

"Haste is like a law, and the gods are at my disposal. Lei Gongdian listens to the order, Lei comes! ”

After careful study, this guy seems to feel that the lines from last time were too simple to be distinctive.

As a senior pretending officer, how can the lines not be distinctive?

So after a night of deliberation, Zhao Dazhui changed a new line.

"Lord!"

The shy man was about to say something, when suddenly a lightning bolt flashed in the air.

Click!

This thunder came so suddenly that Zhao Dazhui sat on the ground with a butt.

It worked, it worked!

The guy shouted excitedly, his tone becoming excited.

As soon as he said that the thunder came, the thunder came, isn't this a miracle?

"It's a fart, it's really thundering!"

Hahaha!

Seeing this scene, Guo Jia couldn't help laughing.

He suddenly remembered a sentence.

Don't pretend to be forced, pretend to be struck by lightning!

This sentence seems to have come true.

It seems that God has to warn Zhao Da Hammer that he will pretend to be less forced in the future, and he will really kill this guy next time.

After a while, the raindrops of beans fell.

Guo Jia looked at the sky in surprise.

It's a strange weather, it's sunny just now, and it's raining immediately after the thunder.

It's raining, it's raining!

A lot of people got busy.

The city is full of grain and grass, and in order to prevent mold, it will be dried when the sun is shining.

Xin Ping took a lot of people to hurriedly cover the grain and grass.

Guo Jia and the three also helped.

Not good!

After being busy for a while, Guo Jia suddenly remembered something, and his face immediately became extremely pale.

Patronizing the food to protect him from the wind and rain, his crockpot bombs are still piled up in the corners of the city walls.

That thing can't get rainy.

Once it's raining, it's over.

When Guo Jia and Zhao Dazhui ran up the city wall in the rain, they found that Fu Zhi had already asked people to carry the clay pot shells to a place where the city tower could shelter from the wind and rain.

"Gonghe, you really helped a lot!"

Guo Jia said gratefully.

Frustrated with a slight smile.

In fact, he had noticed these crockpots for a long time.

This is what they rely on to defend the city, so naturally they can't take it lightly.

Seeing that this thing needed to be lit by an open fire, he sent someone to clean up the crockpot before it rained.

Just as he was about to say something, another thunderclap rang out, illuminating the dark shadows outside the city.

Seeing the black and pressing figure outside the wall, Guo Jia's heart sank suddenly.

What he feared happened anyway.

The Yellow Turban Thief is coming!