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Zhao Meng's abnormality to his second son is clearer than others. When Zhao Yun said that the yellow scarf was a big problem for the Han Dynasty, he was dismissive on the surface and secretly kept a close surveillance.

Otherwise, how could the really determined Zhu Hongqi not be able to receive the sect members? Quite simply, as soon as they come into contact with whom, the person will be immediately solved with practical difficulties and will no longer need the help of the Yellow Turban.

There are not many Yellow Turban Taoist temples in the territory of the Yuan clan, and they are still developing well in Zhending, and there are two or three thousand people gathered.

After beating the snake and hitting seven inches, after knowing the scale of the yellow scarf, Zhao Meng was so surprised, he also understood that with the soldiers and horses of the Changshan County Governor's Mansion, he could not fight head-on at all, and he could only seize the opportunity to strike a fatal blow.

Zhao Yong is not Zhao Shisan, although the two have the same name, he is really a brave man, and he is about to charge, Zhao Meng does not dare to entrust him with some confidential things.

Sure enough, after a while, Zhao Ren came back, there were still blood stains on his body, and he didn't know if it was his own or the Yellow Turban Daoist, and it seemed that he had killed a lot of people.

The reason why he was so miserable at the foot of Helan Mountain was because he couldn't bear to kill some harmless Qiang people, but he was almost wiped out by someone who showed him the way and chased after him with cavalry.

For the general congregation, Zhao Meng and Zhao Yun's thinking is fundamentally different, he wants to plow the court and sweep the acupoints, leaving no living mouth.

However, like Hong Sibiao and Zhu Hongqi, these Yellow Turban backbones, he will not touch them at all, Nima, that is forcing the officers and soldiers of Changshan to start a war with the Yellow Turbans, God knows how many Yellow Turbans there are in Jizhou.

"What about Zhao Zhi?" Zhao Meng couldn't help but ask. What the two of them brought with them was not ordinary officers and soldiers, but the Zhao family's troops, the elite of the elite here.

"Since we have made a move, don't keep our hands back," Zhao Ren said in a low voice: "Lord County Commander, Brother Zhi and other brothers will bring a pot to the Yellow Turban Taoist Temple, and there can be no more strongholds in Changshan." ”

"You must have a good grasp of proportion," Zhao Meng was cautious and careful: "Their view of the master and the like, you must let it go, God knows who is the backbone?" Attracting those most elite yellow scarves, I don't know how to die. ”

"Don't worry, everyone will pay attention and can't cause trouble to the Zhao family." Zhao Ren paused: "What about those women?" Except for the woman who was snatched from the Qian family, we killed them all. ”

"It's all poor people," Zhao Meng sighed: "The Qian family can't go back, look at how many brothers are unmarried over there in Zhao Jiaji, and send them over early tomorrow morning." ”

Hong Sibiao and Zhu Hongqi were miserable tonight, and in the end, they found that his brothers had escaped.

Strange to say, there were many people riding horses in the pursuers behind, and when they were far away, the cavalry accelerated, and when they were a stone's throw away, they walked slowly, as if they were deliberately chasing them back to the giant deer.

"Grandpa is here," Zhu Hongqi couldn't run, so he simply stood in place, he ripped off his shirt and yelled at the pursuers: "Come on, pierce Grandpa's chest, frowning and not being a hero!" ”

Unfortunately, he didn't wait for a response, several arrows whizzed over, and one of them stuck in his shoulder, which hurt so much that he was so scared that his soul was almost gone, and he turned around and ran for his life.

The potential of people is simply unlimited, Hong Sibiao and Zhu Hongqi are pampered on weekdays, and they haven't run away so desperately for a long time.

Qianjiazhuang is located between Yuanshi and Julu County, on the edge of Yuanshi, there is also Pingjian County, and they don't even dare to enter the city gate.

"Senior brother, we have to find a place to rest, at least to fill our stomachs." Zhu Hongqi was so tired that he panted and said, "These **** pursuers are like cats and mice." ”

"Zhao Meng, Zhao Meng!" Hong Sibiao hated it so much, and the reason why he didn't want to die was always running for his life.

If he couldn't think of a reason at this moment, he would not have been sent by Zhang Liang to Changshan Country to be in charge of Xiaofang.

The master can tell him very clearly, after he is familiar with Xiaofang, he will be in charge of a Dafang, and there are only 36 Fangs in the whole country, and now it is considered a soup.

"That's right," Hong Sibiao kept panting: "Do you have gold cakes on you?" Go to the front market to buy something to eat, and take people away by the way, Changshan can't stay. ”

"Senior brother!" Zhu Hongqi couldn't help but be shocked: "If you go back like this, the master doesn't know how to punish us, although the leader of the city is not with us a master, it's not appropriate to take his people away." ”

"Senior brother, can't you see it yet?" Hong Sibiao smiled bitterly: "Zhao Meng is going to expel us from the country." ”

This bazaar called Zhangzhuang is not small, and there are horses for sale. When the watchman saw their tokens, he immediately took the gold and silver and went away, and each of the three bought a horse.

At about no'clock in the afternoon of the same day, when I arrived at the Yellow Turban Taoist Temple in Julu, Zhang Liang was inside.

Zhang Jiao and his three brothers have a clear division of labor, even if he, as the boss, does not lead more brothers, each of them is a man of twelve parties, and his own territory is not in Jizhou.

Despite this, who doesn't know that only Zhang Jiao is a great sage and mentor to join the Yellow Turban?

"The apprentice has seen the uncle, the master, and the uncle!" As soon as he entered the door, Hong Sibiao was dumbfounded, and the master was not alone.

"Come here for the teacher," Zhang Liang smiled: "Qi'er Biao'er doesn't have to come to greet you." ”

"The apprentice lives up to the master's cultivation!" Zhu Hongqi was busy kowtowing vigorously on the ground.

"How polite are you kid?" Zhang Liang didn't understand what had happened, and thought that the apprentices were humble in front of him.

"Master," Hong Sibiao was still kneeling, kowtowing heavily: "It's useless to wait for the disciples, and they were driven out of Changshan by the officers and soldiers." ”

"What!" Zhang Liang stood up suddenly, and Zhang Jiao and Zhang Bao on the side were also full of surprise.

Especially Zhang Jiao, ten years ago, he just started to found the Yellow Turban Road, Changshan Country and Anping Country near Zuo, all of which he went to in person.

Later, the three brothers drew lots, their own territory was in Yingchuan, the third brother drew Runan, and the second brother naturally stayed behind Julu.

Since Emperor Huan, all kinds of disasters often occur in the world, and poor people abound.

"Don't worry, you wait and speak." Zhang Jiao patted the second brother's shoulder and motioned for him to sit down.

"At first, the teacher was in the shade, and the disciple was okay in Zhending." Zhu Hongqi has a good personality and said truthfully: "The various families headed by the Zhao family reduce the burden on the peasants. ”

"As a result, the role of my yellow scarf in Zhending has dropped dramatically, and it is almost useless."

"Especially in the past two years, Zhending has become richer and richer, and all the people have run out, continue to go home to farm, and some simply go to the city to help."

As a last resort, the disciple had no choice but to ask his senior brother to take care of him. Before we could discuss it, Zhao Meng, the commander of Changshan, called directly to the door. ”

Zhang Jiao's eyes were about to erupt with fire, and he paused word by word: "It's really the Zhao family!" ”