Everyone laughed louder, almost overturning the roof.

Tian Chou, who was sitting with Zhao Yun, savored the words Lu Bu had just said, but felt that it had a deep meaning. He quietly arched Zhao Yun's arm. "Is this really what the emperor said?"

Zhao Yun thought for a while. "I haven't heard from the emperor with my own ears, but this does look like the emperor's tone. Besides, although Lu Bu has been studying tirelessly recently, he has no research on poetry and essays and cannot speak such witty words."

Tian Chou looked slightly. "Yes, these words seem straightforward, but they have great wisdom. They can be understood by extraordinary people, unlike those that Lu Bu can say. The emperor is so old that he already has such a state in the future.

Achievements are limitless.”

Zhao Yun smiled slightly. "Then you can feel at ease with the emperor. There is no order in learning, and those who are good at it are the first. How can you miss such an opportunity?"

Tian Chou glanced at Zhao Yun and smiled and said, "Although I came later, I have arrived after all. You have to hurry up. If it is too late, the village party has become a minister who is ruthless. You will definitely blame you in the future."

Zhao Yun smiled and said, "Thank you, Zitai, for reminding me that I have written a letter from home and may have received it now."

Tian Chou was surprised. "So fast?"

"I'm leaving the official post." Zhao Yun raised his wine glass and said slowly: "There are many horses in Liangzhou, and the postal transmission is smooth. Traveling 300 miles a day is a basic requirement. If it is more urgent, it will be faster than 600 miles a day.

It’s not difficult. If it is not like this, it will not be enough to make up for the shortcomings of Liangzhou’s vastness.”

Tian Chou suddenly realized.

Zhao Yun whispered again: "The Emperor once said that horses are not only an indispensable strategic material for cavalry, but also the basis for the court's governmental orders. Without war horses, not only will there be a lack of enough cavalry, but it will also make the court a sick man who is slow to react.

The literati and officials of Guandong only know how to sit and discuss the Tao, but do not know what the real way of governance is. They always want to abandon Liangzhou, just like they don’t work hard and practice hard, but they want to cut off their hands and feet. "

Tian Chou frowned slightly, feeling that this sentence was very harsh, but he had no way to refute it.

He had seen the real Shandong scholars and officials. As generals, they refused to wear helmets and armor. Instead, they wore scarves and Confucian uniforms, and were willing to be calm. They did not want to ride horses, but were willing to ride cars, and they also took more seats.

The slow ox cart is proud.

Now it seems that calmness is just an excuse, and they are afraid that they can't ride a horse at all.

Even if such a person is full of knowledge and has ten times the strength of the army, he will only be defeated at one touch when encountering the emperor.

Shandong seems to have a lot of people and abundant money and food, but in fact it is just a group of fat sheep waiting to be slaughtered. Once the emperor leads his troops eastward, peace is just around the corner.

Zhongshan, Wuji, Zhen’s mansion.

Zhen Yao hurried out and bowed to the middle-aged man who had just walked into the atrium. "Uncle, why are you back suddenly?"

The middle-aged man's name is Zhang Hong, a native of Changshan. He is the younger brother of Zhen Yao's biological mother, Mrs. Zhang. Two months ago, Zhen Yao's second brother Zhen Yan passed away. Zhang Hong had arrived for funerals and had just left a few days ago.

Zhang Hong waved his hand. "Go in and say, go in and say, are your mother sleeping?"

"Not yet, I'm discussing my younger sister's affairs. My uncle is here just in time, so I'll help you come up with an idea."

"Your little sister's affairs are not decided yet?" Zhang Hong said as he walked.

"It's not decided yet. This is not the mourning period. Yuan's side has not urged him. We can't be too anxious, so people are underestimated."

"That's good, that's good." Zhang Hong felt relieved.

Zhen Yao saw it clearly and felt nervous. Hearing Zhang Hong's opinion, he seemed to disagree with his younger sister marrying Yuan Xi?

The two of them came to the inner courtyard. Mrs. Zhang had already learned the news and stood up to wait at the door. Zhen Mi accompanied her and bowed to salute.

"I've seen my uncle."

"Yeah, um." Zhang Hong looked at Zhen Mi carefully and showed a bright smile. "Ami, you really should thank my uncle. My uncle ran from Changshan day and night for you, and ran to death. A good horse bought for a lot of money.”

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"What's so urgent?" Mrs. Zhang and her son looked at each other.

Zhang Hong didn't say anything, took out a letter from the clothes on his chest and handed it to Mrs. Zhang with both hands. Mrs. Zhang did not dare to neglect it, so she took the letter. Zhen Mi moved the lamp, and the two of them read out the name of the writer. .

"Zhao Yunzilong?" Mrs. Zhang raised her eyebrows slightly and pondered for a moment. "Is it really the boy of the Zhao family?"

Zhang Hong smiled. "I'm still a young man. He has grown up and is now the governor of the left rank of the Sanqi in front of the emperor."

Mrs. Zhang was slightly stunned, then laughed silently, looked at Zhen Yao on the side, and Zhen Mi said, "Yes, time passes so fast. I am all people with grandchildren. How could he still be a teenager?" Then she said again : "When did he become the person in front of the emperor, and what official position is the governor of the left rank of Sanqi?"

Zhang Hong said, "I don't know what the left governor of the Sanqi tribe is. I only heard Xiahou Lan say that he was close to the emperor and was very close. Last time the emperor was in Xiu Tuze and defeated the Xianbei and beheaded tens of thousands of people. Zhao Yun once attacked with the emperor. , a person who has made meritorious. The armored cavalry he commanded was the first weapon to defeat the Xianbei..."

"Wait." Zhen Yao couldn't help but interrupt Zhang Hong. "The emperor is slaughtering the Xianbei and beheading tens of thousands of people? When did it happen?"

"You don't know?" Zhang Hong laughed and said, "I don't know either, but someone in Jizhou had known it for a long time, but he deliberately did not tell us. If I hadn't had a friendship with Xiahou Lan, I saw the letter written by Zhao Yun, I don't know when I will be hidden."

The Zhen and his son took a breath, and they knew why Zhang Hong was so anxious.

Who would hide the news of the emperor's victory? Yuan Shao is the most suspicious. He was attacking Gongsun Zan in Yi County, Hejian, and fought for a year. Now is the most important time. If this news spreads, someone will inevitably doubt that Yuan Shao can If the emperor defeats the emperor, the dynasty will change, the morale of the army will be disintegrated, and the war to attack Gongsun Zan is likely to be successful.

For Zhen, the loss may be greater.

Once Zhen Yan's mourning period is over, Zhen Mi will marry Yuan Xi and become a relative of Yuan. In the future, Yuan Shao's defeat in the future, Zhen Zhongshan will be severely damaged.

The tragedy of Zhen Han's dependence on Wang Mang will happen again. I don't know when the next chance of turning around will be waiting.

"Yuan Benchu... is so shameless. He wants to win the world, but uses such methods, which is really cold. He is worthy of being the son of a maid." Zhen Yao's face changed a few times, and he couldn't help but curse.

"Brother, be careful." Zhen Mi interrupted Zhen Yao and quickly finished reading the letter Zhao Yun wrote to Xiahou Lan. She glanced at Mrs. Zhang, and then said to Zhang Hong: "Uncle is so anxious to come, I'm worried. Will I marry Yuan Xi?”

Zhang Hong nodded. "Ami, you are a person with a noble destiny. How can you marry a playboy like Yuan Xi? You should have a better home, and Zhongshan Zhen should also have a better future."

Zhen Mi looked at Zhang Hong in confusion. "Did my uncle mean... let me enter the palace?"
Chapter completed!