"What? Found Cai Wenji?"

Hearing Xiaobing's report, Zhang Yong was stunned at first, and then overjoyed.

"Lord Huiqi, I haven't found it yet, but the trace has been identified, and it should be to the north of Zhiqi County!"

The soldier wiped the drops of sweat from his forehead.

They knew that their adults were in a hurry, so they hurried back to report to their adults if they had some clues.

"Then what are you waiting for? Chase! Hurry up and chase me!"

Zhang Yong's eyes widened, it turned out that he hadn't found anyone yet, which made him happy in vain.

"My lord, we want to ..... too Can..... The northern part of Qixian County is the territory of that team......" Xiao Bing looked at Mrs. Cai and Captain Wang, and hurriedly whispered in Zhang Yong's ear.

"The territory of the team, hmph, just go, Master Zhang Miao has already sent someone to build a pass there!"

After figuring out the reason, Zhang Yong waved his hand.

Calculating the time, the pass has been built, and they will be afraid of that city slaughtering team again?

"Yes, sir!" replied the soldier, and hurriedly exited the lobby.

"Hahaha, Mrs. Cai, it's God who helps me, Lord Cai's soaring is just around the corner....."

With this news, Zhang Yong's mood instantly improved a lot.

"I hope so!" Mrs. Cai nodded helplessly, and at this time she could only accept the reality.

It's a pity that what they don't know is that the pass built by Zhang Miao has been completely taken over by Wen Hao, and the soldiers who built the pass have also been killed.

The county government of Qixian County is brightly lit, and the largest inn in it is not dark.

Zhao Zilong looked at the man in front of him with an unusually calm expression.

"Lord Lu, I am tired of telling Lord Sun, and I will say that I, Zhao Yun, thank him for his kindness....."

He spoke lightly.

However, every time Zhao Yun said a word, the face of the man opposite became a little serious.

"Zhao Gongzi, think about it again, you look at Zhou Yu Zhou Gongzi's current treatment, I dare to guarantee that as long as you go to Luoyang, the treatment will be absolutely the same as Zhou Yu's son..."

That's right, this person is none other than Lu Su, who came to recruit Zhao Yun on the orders of Sun Jian.

When he came to Qixian, he thought about the difficulty of this matter, but he didn't expect that he was lightly rejected by Zhao Yun just after he made a request.

"Zhou Yu has Zhou Yu's thoughts, and I, Zhao Zilong, have Zhao Zilong's thoughts!"

Here, when Zhao Yun heard Lu Su's words, the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

If he is really the kind of person who only wants to be rich and noble, he will not give up his huge family property and come to Qixian alone.

"Su knows that Brother Zilong has ambitions, and the Sun family happens to be able to help Brother Zilong, so ....."

Lu Su sighed slightly in his heart.

When I said this, I didn't even have the slightest confidence in my heart.

To be honest, he didn't know what Zhao Yun's ambitions were, so he could only rely on his own guesses.

"The Sun family helps me, the Sun family has a city slaughtering team!"

Speaking of ambitions, Zhao Yun spoke to outsiders for the first time.

Since he was a child, Zhao Yun has had a dream, that is, to lead a peerless iron horse to gallop the world, no one can stop him, kill God when he encounters God, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha!

This is the posture of a peerless general.

As for becoming the lord of one party, Zhao Yun was not interested.

It's a pity that when he was in the Zhao family, he once formed his own cavalry, and in the end, the cavalry strength was not bad, but it was far from the invincible posture.

Until Wen Hao's city slaughtering team appeared, it completely ignited Zhao Yun.

After coming to Qixian County, seeing the bloodstains on the ground, Zhao Yun even made up the scene of the massacre in his own mind.

Until now, he has been determined to join the city slaughter team, even if he can become a member of it.

"The city slaughtering team, my grandson really doesn't have a ...... this"

Hearing Zhao Zilong confide in his heart, Lu Su shook his head helplessly.

In the first battle of Qixian, the slaughtering team of the city has become famous in the Han Dynasty, and many princes have deduced the strongest combat power in their hands.

In the end, it was concluded that in order to slaughter the city, they had to have a thousand people.

"Since there isn't, then please go back!" Zhao Yun ordered the eviction.

In the past few days, he has heard some news about the city slaughtering team, and after two days of confirmation, he will leave Qixian to look for it.

"Brother Zilong, you can think about it again, now that the form of the Han Dynasty has gradually become clear, you can become a prince by holding a city, and my grandson's family has unlimited potential behind it, and it will definitely be able to create a city slaughtering team......"

Lu Su tried to fight for it one last time.

It's a pity that before he finished speaking, Zhao Yun had already closed his eyes.

"Alas, that's it, that's it!"

After shaking his head and smiling bitterly, Lu Su withdrew from the room.

He knew that this trip to Qixian was destined to return empty-handed.

"If Zhao Zilong joins that team, what should they become........ I hope that my grandson family will not run into this team in the future..."

Muttering secretly, Lu Su turned around and got into the carriage.

"Let's go, go back to Luoyang!"

After the order was handed down, the convoy slowly drove out of Qixian.

As everyone knows, after Lu Su left, several scribes appeared behind them.

"Let's go, let's go back too, even the famous lobbyist Lu Su didn't succeed, and we can also give an explanation to Lord Zhang Miao!"

After comforting themselves, they also boarded the carriage.

They were the staff sent by Chen Liu, Zhang Miao.

At this point, the inn where Zhao Yun was located finally calmed down.

Time flies, ten days in the blink of an eye, and too many things have happened in ten days.

In the land of the Crouching Tiger, the number of stone houses has increased from a dozen to about a hundred.

The pile of rocks between the stone house and the fertile field is getting lower and lower, and even now standing here in the stone house, you can already see the treetops on the edge of the fertile field.

It is roughly estimated that more than 100 stone houses will be built to completely use up the stones on the rubble pile.

However, in the face of the thriving Crouching Tiger Land, Wen Hao frowned, and in front of him stood Xiao Liu, who had been summoned very early.

The current Xiaoliu has been trained by Wen Hao to become a team leader specializing in spying on intelligence.

"Are you saying that Cai Wenji has almost escaped to Crouching Tiger Pass? shouldn't she have gone to Heping County!"

Hearing Xiao Liu's words, Wen Hao's memories in Xiaoxi Village were evoked again.

When his father and mother were still there, he had talked about Cai Wenji more than once, and even bluntly said that Wen Hao did not have that blessing.

didn't become the life of the county lord's son-in-law.

But Wenhao's focus was never on that, he only knew that his parents were tied up and had a great deal to do with the captain who took Cai Wenji!

Even his identity as a lone star was confirmed by the captain.

Besides, when their parents were tied up, Cai Wenji's mother and daughter didn't say a word, and the Wen family didn't help them at the beginning.

On this point, the love between him and Cai Wenji has long been washed away.

There was a time when Wen Hao thought that when he had the opportunity, he must destroy the captain to comfort his parents' spirits in the sky.

However, Heping County is far away from here, so I had to give up this matter for the time being.

I didn't expect to hear the news of Cai Wenji now.

"Back to the lord, the news that my subordinates heard was that Cai's mother was going to marry Cai Wenji to Sikong Yuan Shao, and Cai Wenji escaped if she didn't want to!"

I have to say that Xiao Liu is a good hand at inquiring about information.