Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 70 Summer Hunting
No wonder everyone cut off their heads to become an official, Wuyang came back, Wang Hou, and his mother's vacation again!

This time he is definitely not lazy!Absolutely not! ! !If you want to rely on it, you have to rely on Cao Cao's head. His old man is so tired that he can't spend the summer at home, so he wants to hold a summer sports meeting!Uh, summer hunting!
Moreover, as a member of the Cao family, Cao Hongjie actually had to participate in it. She, an observer and interviewer, had to put down her work, and Wang Hou couldn't sing the duo by herself, so naturally she went on vacation.

But this is also an opportunity for Wang Hou, or for Zhao Yun.

Last night, the extrovert Cao Xiaoniu had already returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion to prepare. Early the next morning, Wang Hou also rushed him to finally upgrade to a horse-drawn car, but it was still the original "bus" with the hood, pulling His own part hurried to the outside of the city.

He hasn't changed a lot, but Zhao Yun has made a big change in him. On his forehead, the ponytail and braid that looks like a knight-errant in the game is replaced by a shiny silver steel tower helmet with violet patterns carved on it. Instead, a suit of bright silver chain mail is also polished enough to be used as a mirror. From head to toe, this bright silver armor cost Wang Hou a lot of money. Thousands of people built more than a dozen blast furnaces, and a large group of people sat there to polish the nails. Wang Yuan, who was always good-tempered, cursed others and made his voice hoarse. This is why Zhao Yun wears it today.

It’s really hard work that pays off!Wearing a bright silver armor, boasting a white horse, carrying a three-meter-long lance upside down, and embellished with a red helmet and a belt, the already handsome Changshan Zhao Zipo was dressed just like he came out of Dynasty Warriors.

However, Zhao Yun and Zhao Shuaibi, the new owner of this treasure armor, didn't like it. He carried the sword across his shoulders and hummed angrily as he walked.

"Wang Lingguan, you have never been on the battlefield! How can you wear such armor in battle? You think you don't die fast enough! The enemy's archers must be the first to shoot me, Mr. Zhao, into a sieve!"

"Who asked you to wear it on the battlefield! You were even asked to wear this suit to attract Prime Minister Cao's attention. The prime minister likes talents the most, and he knows how to use them well. You should perform well this summer, and this person is a dog. Packaging, maybe the prime minister will make you a general as soon as he is happy, and then I will have to call myself a subordinate to you!"

While leaning on the shaft of the chariot, being bumped up and down by the swaying carriage, Wang Hou folded his arms and rolled his eyes and said angrily, "Besides, you can't be promising? Famous teachers and generals should not be imprisoned, thousands of troops and horses avoid Have you ever heard of white robes? You can’t learn from others like Chen Qingzhi! A scholar who was born as a scholar, [-] soldiers of the Southern Army wore armor and wore a white uniform. When all kinds of Hu chieftains encounter white change, you don't have the heroic spirit like others?"

"Who is Chen Qingzhi? Zhao, a famous general of all dynasties, has read it, but he has never heard of such a number one person! Famous teachers and generals should not be locked up, thousands of troops avoid white robes!"

These two lines of poems are so bold that even Zhao Yun couldn't help but recite them several times, racking his brains to think about which hero Chen Qingzhi was in the Shang, Zhou, Qin and Han Dynasties, how poor he could guess, after all Chen Qingzhi He was late for more than 200 years.

However, Wang Hou didn't realize that he had time-traveled at all. He rolled his eyes and hummed confidently: "You don't read too much, so it's only natural that you don't know! You also use guns, so learn hard. People!"

"Forehead……"

The corner of his mouth couldn't help twitching, but Zhao Yun suddenly turned his head again, looked at Wang Hou and asked very strangely.

"Wang Lingguan, how do you know that Mr. Zhao can do it? Maybe Mr. Zhao is just a three-legged cat, and he was beaten to the ground as soon as he entered the paddock today?"

"Impossible, because you are Chang Shan Zhao Zilong!"

Wang Hou nodded affirmatively, Zhao Yun stared at him again with an inexplicable strong sense of belief, his eyes widened slightly in astonishment, and then he turned his head back.

"Hurry up, Wang Lingguan! The crowd at the city gate is about to leave! If you arrive late, Prime Minister Cao may punish you again!"

"Really! Wang Ganzi, hurry up, dilly-dally, just like girls, if the prime minister punishes me, I'll tell you, you go to the board!"

Inexplicably, the pot fell on him again, and Wang Ganzi, who was driving the chariot, flicked the horse's reins sadly.

"drive!!!"

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"The Book of Songs. Erya" says: spring hunting is searching, summer hunting is seedlings, autumn hunting is seedlings, winter hunting is hunting!This summer hunting is also very particular, starting from the plowed fields near the capital, driving out the pests that endanger the crops, and protecting the seedlings.

On the other hand, king hunting is not just for prey or play, but also a collective military exercise, which assesses the degree of cooperation between individual troops and the degree of formation training.

However, Cao Cao held this summer hunt, which means more politically. After all, the emperor is the capital, and the field hunting must be led by the emperor, but this time, it was Cao Cao who was the prime minister.

During Wang Hou's busy two months, good news came from the west. The group of Xiliang warlords under Dong Zhuo's command finally killed each other in the midst of killing each other. With the cooperation of Duan Yan, Yezhe Pei Mao united more than a dozen local warlords and local tyrants in Guanzhong, defeated Li Jue, beheaded his three clans, and returned to the territory of the Great Han in name in Guanzhong for eight hundred miles.

This is all due to his excellent leadership, Mr. Cao, so he naturally has to show it off.

What Zhao Yun said was true. Wang Hou almost came late. When he came, the entire Xudu West Garden and the foot of Niu Shou Mountain had already densely packed more than [-] troops. The Bafu and Tiger and Leopard Cavalry were all in place. It is Cao Cao's first army, the most elite Central Plains army assembled by the Cao family, the Xiahou family, the Xun family, etc., and it also lives up to the prestige of the Cao family. From east to west for twenty miles, the armor is dense, the flags are flying, and the hot early summer wind The wind blows over the faces of the soldiers, leaving behind fierce and imposing faces.

Just as Mr. Cao was standing proudly in front of the chariot, looking out at the field with his back turned to his army, Wang Hou, a small wretch, finally arrived, and hurriedly filled the last gap to the center. The position of the army, and Cao Cao left him a position of 300 people, and it was even more embarrassing for him to shrink there in this pitiful early hundred.

"Prime Minister! Prime Minister! The servant is here! The servant is here!"

Sweating profusely, Wang Hou looked like a typical douchebag, nodding his head and sneaking into the ranks of civil servants. Looking at him, Dong Cheng and Wang Zifu all showed contempt and disdain. Shaking his head, the girl Cao Hongjie followed Cao Cao not far behind. She turned out to be a rare girl in women's clothing, and she was accompanied by two water spirit girls, one big and one small, who were also riding on horseback. They followed Cao Cao's chariot. Seeing him coming, this girl is He made a funny face, while the two big girls beside him looked at him curiously.

As for Mr. Cao himself, he simply pretended not to see it, the corners of his mouth were slightly drawn, and his eyes were helplessly looking at the sky.

It wasn't that Wang Hou came late, it was really that the big guy came too early. The [-] army had been stockpiling for more than half an hour before the Qintian official galloped over on his horse, waving the flag from afar.

"The auspicious time has come! The auspicious time has come!"

The ancients loved to have a name in everything, and this Xia Lie is no exception. The chariot slightly rolled forward a few positions, and when he turned around, Cao Cao opened the call to arms with a very majestic voice, and the voice was magnetic. It is definitely the kind of heroine in the TV dramas of later generations, so I read it for a long time.

"The Son of Heaven is virtuous, and the country is in chaos today, and it is necessary to repair the armor and conquer the rebels. This summer is scorching hot, the sun is shining, and snakes and rats are rampant in the grass. The truth..."

"Prime Minister, the emperor's gift for hunting summer seedlings! Dare I ask where the emperor is?"

There are always those who don't have long eyes, Cao Cao's righteous thoughts are refreshing!A sudden sound interrupted his words, but Dr. Yilang Wu Shuo jumped out suddenly and fell to his knees in front of Cao Cao.

This is too embarrassing to the leader, even Cao Cao, his face is gloomy, but he also expected this situation, he just snorted coldly: "The emperor is ill, unable to leave the palace, entrust the truth Act on your behalf!"

But Wu Shuo didn't stop there, still knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Field hunting, Zhou Li also! Non-human ministers can replace it! Since the emperor is ill, why doesn't the prime minister postpone the field hunting and hold it on behalf of the emperor when he recovers?"

He was talking to himself there, but Cao Cao ignored him, but he was not interested in reading the long proclamation. He followed his voice and only read the most important part of the last paragraph. He flicked his sleeves with the call to action.

"Come on, bring Li Jue's remnants into the arena and sacrifice the flag!"

The cruelty of this era was vividly revealed. Wu Shuo knelt on the ground in embarrassment and looked around, as well as the amazed eyes of a group of scholars and bureaucrats in the Han Dynasty. The men and women in the prison car were pushed down. The oldest men in the prison car were no more than eleven or twelve, and the youngest were only eight or nine. They were pushed to the front of the army, and their faces were full of horror. Compared with them, the three behind were tied up. The other women seemed to have resigned themselves to their fate, their well-maintained faces from aristocratic families were dim and lifeless, but the blue veins tightly clenched by the white and tender hands hanging high behind their backs by the ropes revealed their nervousness.

These are the family members of Li Jue, the remaining tribe of Dong Zhuo who once dominated the court.

But there are no innocents in this age!The eight people were dragged to the front of the army, kicked and knelt down, and then the sergeant Gao Gaolun raised his sword, some of the Han scholar-bureaucrats were gnashed by Li Jue, and some were kind-hearted and couldn't bear it. The gleaming blade slashed down with a click, and immediately, several beauties' heads fell into the dust with those children.

Even Wang Hou looked at this scene with a pale face, but the next moment, the sound of the horn was loud and loud, and Xia Lie finally started under the auspices of Cao Cao.

Turning his head suddenly, Wang Houruo turned his head over feeling something, but just in time to see Xun Yu's old eyes full of hazy eyes moving away from him sullenly!

Nima, what does it matter to me?

(End of this chapter)