Follow General Cao to mix the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 96

Taixuan Merchandising is for Sudu Wei Wang Mi!

The last time, Wang Hou dragged him into the water, but since then, the two of them had nothing to do with each other. Wang Hou himself didn't know that his own salt was still obtained from him, maybe through The right to govern Su Duwei, the well salt brought back from Shanxi, but just before Wang Hou came back, he suddenly raised the price tenfold, and Wang Hou sent someone to inquire, and he was the only one who bought the high-priced salt.

Then there are only two possibilities, one!He doesn't like himself!two!What does he know!Deliberately want to send a secret signal to call myself to meet!And although it was true that he dragged him into the water last time, if he wanted to take revenge, Wang Mi must have raised the price of salt long ago, and he didn't need to do it until now, so Wang Hou felt that the second possibility was great!
But now, a secret that Wang Mi doesn't know but he does know is that he also knows about the garment belt edict!

If you can get evidence from Wang Mi, and go to Cao Cao to report it, by the way, you will get the report from Wang Mi, the information provided, and clean yourself up, killing two birds with one stone. After this crisis, Wang Hou is a little Can't wait to solve the immediate predicament.

Things seemed to be going well, Wang Congge left for less than half an hour, and brought back the news that Wang Hou wanted.

Tonight at You, at Laofeng Village outside the city, the "boss" of Taixuan Goods Store wants to have a good talk with him about the "salt price"!

There is a night ban in Xu Capital City, so it is obviously not a good choice to talk about secrets in the city at night. Laofeng Manor is not far from his Funiu Mountain Iron Mine Manor, and it is a small manor. It is indeed a high-end place. In the afternoon After walking around Xu Capital twice, Wang Hou pretended to buy a lot of things. Before the city gate was closed in the evening, Wang Hou lazily left the city as usual, and even said hello to the guards at the gate. , but as soon as they returned to the Wang Family Manor in the suburbs, the atmosphere obviously became tense.

There are only seventy or so Wang Hou’s soldiers left and about three hundred of Zhao Yun’s garrison guards who have just been on vacation for a day, and all of them have been recruited back. Not only that, but also hundreds of strong men who dig coal and smelt iron in winter are also fooled by Zhao Yun. Fortunately, Cao Cao acquiesced in Wang Hou's weapon business. This era is a troubled time, and no one cares about it. There is no shortage of guy things. Seeing Wang Hou's carriage returning to the manor, Zhao Yun has a serious face One fist.

"Lord!"

"According to your order, the guards of the manor are on standby, and the last general has armed the people and told them that there may be bandits coming, be vigilant!"

"There's no need to be so nervous!"

Looking at the low wall that was built near his manor with cement and crushed stones this year, and the bright torches everywhere, Wang Hou couldn't laugh or cry.

"I'm just going to meet Wang Mi tonight, and I don't know what he's going to reveal! There's no need for such a big fight!"

"My lord, it's better to be prepared!"

After Zhao Yun said that, Wang Hou couldn't say anything more, he could only look up at the sky, then nodded and patted him on the shoulder in affirmation: "Choose a few more capable people, and accompany me to Laofeng Village tonight! "

"The last will obey!"

Zhao Yun's tense atmosphere seemed to have infected even himself. Before setting off, Wang Hou put on the heavy armor he used on the battlefield again, which he learned from his later generation Yuan Chonghuan, with a layer of silk on the inside and chain mail on the outside. A layer of silk and a layer of down armor. Fortunately, it is still winter, and it is not too hot to wear these, and it does not arouse suspicion.

Sitting on the horse, while swaying, Wang Hou was still thinking about what he needed to talk about when he met Wang Mi.

Are they pretending not to know, or directly pointing out that they are hooking up, threatening Wang Mi to tell him directly?Moreover, Wang Mi is different from him. After being expelled from the clan, he tried his best to get himself back to the Taiyuan Wang family. Now he is implicated in the prince's clothes and has no confidence in the rebellion. His bottom line is definitely not to be implicated.

But this Wang Hou really has no way to give him a guarantee, even the matter of Wang Zifu, whether he can be implicated, he has no idea, how can he fool him into believing in himself, he Wang Hou, is the ovary of Mr. Cao, follow Not only can he be fine, but he can also be promoted to a noble, which also requires a lot of acting skills!

In Wang Hou's thoughts, unknowingly, more than [-] mountain roads arrived, and the moon had only risen half a week. Under the bright moonlight, Laofengzhuang, a small mountain villa, was bathed in darkness.

In the whole village, there is only a small building with a faint sparkle of stars.

There were a few dog barks, but he was reprimanded by the owner and closed his mouth immediately. He got off the horse at the entrance of the village, and brought Zhao Yun and other eight people to the small building with the lights on in the innermost one. One of them also looked like Wang Fu. The old housekeeper was already waiting there, and he was not surprised to see Wang Hou, and he bowed directly without asking any further questions.

"Commander, the Patriarch has been waiting upstairs for a long time!"

Nodding his head, Wang Hou pushed open the small gate of the courtyard and walked up. However, he had just walked a few steps, and there was a questioning hum from behind. Zhao Yun wanted to follow, but was blocked by the old man holding up his sleeves there.

Startled, Wang Hou patted his heavy skins that never leave his waist, and made a reassuring look!After hesitating for a while, he nodded his head heavily, put his hand on the hilt of his sword, and Zhao Yun stepped aside again.

The architecture of this era is really incomparable with the later generations. The stairs creaked and creaked and would break at any time. Wang Hou went up the small building with some trepidation. On the second floor, he finally saw the light source guiding him, and finally saw it. The real master who is going to meet this time is Zhisu Duwei Wang Mi!
Looks like he's been having a rough time lately!Drooping his head, resting his chin on his hands, lowering his head with a sad face, the dim candlelight can only see the wrinkles on his forehead, walking in front of him, Wang Hou called out tentatively.

"Captain Wang?"

"Wang Tuqiu is here as promised!!!"

…………

The other end, downstairs.

According to research in later generations, people do have a sixth sense, especially warriors, ninjas, killers or liars who have experienced life and death for many years. When they are nervous, the sixth sense of some gifted people seems to be particularly enhanced.

Zhao Yun should belong to this talented member. Since Wang Hou told him that something big might happen this afternoon and asked him to strengthen the defense of the manor, his heart has been constantly restless. Feel the muscles in your body twitching slightly.

Except for the hundreds of battles between Gongsun Zan and Wuhuan, and the assassination of Wang Hou, he hasn't felt so nervous and excited for a long time.

And in the air, it seemed that he always felt a particularly familiar dangerous atmosphere, which constantly existed.

Frowning, Zhao Yun suddenly left his station, took a few steps to the west lightly and casually, faced the small building against the wind, and sniffled heavily.

Finally, he heard what kind of breath it was.

Blood! ! !

hum~
The moment his brain received this dangerous signal, Zhao Yun suddenly drew his sword out of its sheath, but almost at the same time, a strong wind was blowing towards his face, and every inch was short and every inch was dangerous!The withered old butler drew his blade even faster, the sharp point reached his back in a flash.

creak~

Amidst the unpleasant metal sound, the old man staggered two steps back in disbelief, and fell down in the snow with a plop. A deep sword mark was temporarily placed on his chest, and blood gushed out, and Zhao Yun himself also gulped Panting heavily, on his chest, the samurai's coarse cloth jacket had been cut deeply, exposing the reflection of the metal inside, but even the thick half-plate breastplate was fully scratched. More than a few millimeters, it almost broke the armor.

However, this does not mean that the Wang family's smelting technology is not good. On the contrary, Zhao Yun is especially grateful for the armor on his body when he sees that the dagger is thrown on the ground and has been curled, but it is still black and shiny, with a unique brilliance.

Uzi steel from the Western Regions!Not to mention this era, even later generations will be the king of a hundred soldiers that cannot be copied!This old man is definitely a master who has been famous for many years!

But after less than a second of rejoicing, Zhao Yun suddenly turned back to the small building with an extremely nervous expression.

"Lord!"

Almost at the same time, there was a sudden sound of sharp blades piercing the air.

Ambushes suddenly broke out near the small building, and two of the guards who were caught off guard were stabbed to the ground by the sword. However, just as he stepped up to the stairs, several thunderclaps and flashes of fire flickered in his pupils again.

"Lord!"

Another anxious three-step and two-step rush upstairs. On the edge of the stairs, Wang Hou had four sharp arrows stuck in his chest, and four short pipes that were smoking and Zhao Yun didn't understand. He threw them on the ground. Beside him, there are two still in his hand.

On the opposite side, there were five people lying down!At this moment, the four were holding a strong crossbow, with a dagger stuck in their backs, piercing their hearts with a sword, Zhisu Duwei Wang Mi who died with unrepentant death!
Seeing Zhao Yun coming up, Wang Hou also heaved a sigh of relief, struggling to get up while holding the stairs with weak hands and feet, Zhao Yun was so flustered that he stared straight at the arrow shaft stuck in his chest, and walked briskly. Then he helped him up, but his crotch was still wet, he grabbed the arrowhead on his chest, swished it, and Wang Hou pulled it out by himself.

As he bared his teeth, the arrow was only a little bloody less than half a centimeter from the tip.

Just now Zhao Yun thanked Wang Hou, and now Wang Hou is very grateful to Yuan Chonghuan. Fortunately, he has read that Yuan Chonghuan was shot by arrows like hedgehogs in the battle of Guangqumen in the late Ming Dynasty, and he still commanded the battle, relying on this armor. The heavy armor, otherwise this will be fatal!
Fortunately, before Wang Houzhen Wuyang, the fools in the countryside spread the rumors about him, saying that he has demon skills and can drive gods and thunders. I don't know which family of dead soldiers decided to kill him in the safest way, and directly used the heavy crossbow. After a while, when the sword came over, even if he didn't die, Wang Hou would bleed profusely!
Tonight this is a trap has been confirmed, but listening to the angry roaring and fighting of several guards in the small building, Wang Hou did not rush down. Under Zhao Yun's fiery eyes, he pulled out all the crossbow bolts first. Then he poured some medicine noodles into his steel pipe again, and inserted it back into his waist, and then gave Zhao Yun a wink.

"rush!"

He went downstairs in a hurry, in the shadows, two people rushed in head-on, shouted, Zhao Yun raised his sword and slashed, with a metallic click, the assassin in front of him broke a bloody gash with his sword and chest, grabbed At this gap, another assassin rushed towards Wang Hou, but the one who met him was a bang.

Throwing it away without pretending this time, he put the hot barrel back into his waist, and took out another one. In Zhao Yun's eyes full of surprise, Wang Hou was the first to rush out of the door just like the western cowboys of later generations. Go, guns in both hands.

Boom~boom~boom~boom~boom~
(End of this chapter)