034 Sutra of Helping the Coffin and Leading the Son for Thousands of Miles
"Those who abandon their weapons and surrender will be spared death! Those who escape will be killed without mercy!" Wen Yuan shouted loudly! The fleeing thieves were all shocked physically and mentally! Perhaps they were frightened by Wen Yuan's power, more than 20 people dropped their weapons at that time
They fell to the ground to plead guilty, but there were still a dozen thieves who were lucky enough to run as fast as they could! They had to run dozens of steps in the blink of an eye!
Wenyuan Chuo held his halberd and raised his bow, and shot out several arrows like lightning! As soon as the bowstring rang, a man a hundred steps away would fall to the ground with an arrow in his back!
The guards were all stunned when they saw it. It wasn't until Wen Yuan shot five people in succession that they excitedly shouted in unison: "Mighty! Mighty!"
A group of bandits who abandoned their weapons and surrendered looked at Wen Yuan's exquisite archery skills, and secretly rejoiced in their hearts for the wise move they had just made.
"Not surrender now? When will we wait?" Wen Yuan shouted loudly again! In the blink of an eye, he had shot seven people in succession!
If you escape, you will definitely die, if you surrender, there may be a glimmer of hope. Under such heavy pressure, the minds of the remaining bandits have already collapsed and are close to collapse. When they heard Wen Yuan shouting, they immediately felt like being amnesty and fell to their knees in a hurry.
Walking back cautiously.
The guards were sincerely convinced and bowed their hands in bows: "My lord, you are the master of shooting! We will bow to you!"
At this time, the thieves knelt in a pile and counted their number. There were thirty-two of them. Wen Yuan ordered his personal guards to watch over them while he rode towards the young Confucian scholar.
Wen Yuan walked closer and saw that the young Confucian scholar was about the same age as himself. Although he was dressed as a Confucian scholar, he was tall and tall. However, the robe was full of filth, as if it had not been washed for several months, and it had several tears.
The cave looks extremely desolate.
The Confucian scholar also had a disheveled face and haggard eyes. When he saw Wen Yuan, he bowed and said, "I thank the general for saving my life."
Although Wen Yuanyuan described him as haggard, he was very polite. He must have been temporarily depressed and unsatisfied. He did not dare to be careless at the moment. He dismounted and returned the greeting with his hands in hand:
"I'm Zhang Liao in Bingzhou. Where are you going? Where are you going?" Wen Yuan looked at the coffin and couldn't help but pause in his tone.
The young Confucian scholar's face turned gloomy and he said, "I am recruiting people from Anping. My former master died in the capital. I am a disciple of my former master. I want to send him back to his hometown for burial."
Wen Yuan was not familiar with Qianzhao. He only knew that he first served Yuan Shao, then followed Cao Cao, and later guarded the northern border for Cao Cao. He made many meritorious deeds. He was also another famous person with a surname in the history of the Three Kingdoms. He hurriedly bowed and worshiped again.
He said: "It turns out that Mr. Qian traveled thousands of miles to escort his master to his burial. His filial piety is admirable. Please accept Zhang Liao's respect. However, I think Mr. Qian's appearance is extraordinary. How did he end up in this situation?"
Qianzhao sighed: "General Zhang, why should you be so polite? It's hard to explain in just one sentence. Master..."
At this time, Zhang Yu had already come forward to protect Liu Hui. After hearing Qian Zhao's words, Liu Hui thought for a while and suddenly said:
"Could it be that Anping Leyin Lewen Mountain is my master?"
Qianzhao nodded and said: "Exactly! This gentleman is..."
Liu Hui was surprised and said: "This is Liu Hui from Zhongshan! I have heard of your master's name for a long time, but why did your master have a long history in the Chariot House? He was killed due to the palace rebellion. It was already three months ago. The coffin was
Why are you here?"
"It turns out to be Mr. Zihui. Please forgive me for not knowing what happened to Qianzhao!" When Qianzhao heard that it was Liu Hui, a famous scholar from Jizhou, he hurriedly dressed himself, bowed and cried, "My master was implicated in some chariot-riding accident and was killed. I
I, together with my fellow countrymen Shi Lu and others, took the risk to collect the remains of our ancestors and carry them back home. We did not expect to encounter mountain bandits. If not for General Zhang’s rescue, all our ancestors would die without a burial place!”
Liu Hui praised: "Thousands of miles to support the coffin, only one step is a true righteous man! How could it be worse than Confucius and Saint Kong Zigong?"
Wen Yuan continued to say that he did not dare to do anything, so Wen Yuan said: "Sir, you have traveled thousands of miles and gone through many hardships all the way from Luoyang. Why are you alone? If you don't mind it, why don't you go down to Quyang with a certain person? I will order a sergeant to protect you along the way and see you off."
go back."
Carrying a coffin thousands of miles away, there were many inconveniences along the way. Although Wen Yuan's invitation made him excited, the thought of bringing a coffin as a guest always made him feel uncomfortable. He immediately refused and said: "No, no, no, General, help me."
I can no longer repay the kindness you have shown me, so how can I trouble the general with this matter again?"
Wen Yuan invited him again and again, but Qian Zhao was still unwilling. Wen Yuan had no choice but to call Zhang Yu and give him a few instructions. Zhang Yu nodded repeatedly and galloped away with his horses.
Qianzhao felt a little relieved when he saw that Wen Yuan no longer went to Quyang with him in advance. However, he had just been robbed by bandits. The coachman and classmates all fled, leaving him alone. Even though he wanted to send Le Yin's coffin bottle back to Guanzhao.
Jin is also powerless.
Wen Yuan was embarrassed, so he ordered his bodyguard to have a horse pull the cart for him, and also asked someone to pull the cart for Qianzhao. Qianzhao was even more grateful to Wen Yuan.
Wen Yuan took this opportunity to go north with Qian Zhao. Although Qian Zhao felt guilty and uneasy, he was so touched by Wen Yuan's kindness that he couldn't bear to brush him off in person, so he walked silently.
Because there was an extra coffin in the team, the marching speed became even slower. They could only travel thirty to fifty miles a day, and it took three days to reach the boundary of Julu County.
During these three days, Wenyuan took good care of Qianzhao. Because he was carrying a coffin, Qianzhao could not enter the city, so Wenyuan gave him a tent prepared by him, and also gave him food every day.
When people come to buy it nearby, it is very helpful to attract gratitude. I sigh secretly every time when there is no one around.
After two days of contact with Qianzhao, Wen Yuan was impressed by his talent and knowledge. What is even more rare is that Qianzhao is capable of both literary and military skills. Given time, he will surely become a man of his own. No wonder Qianzhao will be appointed governor after he surrenders to Cao Cao.
In the military affairs of Qing and Xu counties, after Cao Pi proclaimed himself emperor, he paid homage to the captain of Xianbei and the prefect of Yanmen, who was envoy Jijie. He stayed in Yanmen for twelve years and became so powerful that the barbarians were frightened by him.
Thinking of this, Wenyuan became more eager to recruit, but he was afraid of being rejected if he was abrupt.
On this day, Wen Yuan and his party arrived outside the county town of Yingtao. From then on, they headed east for more than two hundred miles to Guanjin, but Wen Yuan wanted to go north.
Wen Yuan sent Qianzhao all the way outside the east gate, holding Qianzhao's hand and saying goodbye. Seeing that if he didn't say anything to solicit, there would be no chance, and soon Qianzhao would be surrendered to Yuan Shao's account, so he gritted his teeth and sighed: "
There are military affairs in the Liao Dynasty, so it is a great regret in my life that I cannot send Zijing back to his hometown in person! Zijing is back to visit Jin now. After finishing his secular affairs, don't forget to come to Quyang. I will sweep the bed to wait for you!"
Lianzhao also had a look of reluctance on his face and said: "After seeing you for thousands of miles, we will eventually have to say goodbye. Today, Duke Ming and I will say goodbye here. Your great kindness will be unforgettable. When our late master is buried, I will have no worries."
, I will definitely come and say thank you!”
"Can't I even recruit someone now?"
Seeing that after taking care of him for the past few days, he still couldn't exchange for Qianzhao's allegiance, Wenyuan felt quite depressed. He picked up a bowl of wine and offered it to Qianzhao, saying: "In that case, please give Zijing a full drink of this cup and wish Zijing all the way."
Fair wind!”
Qianzhao also toasted with wine: "I also wish Ming Gong a prosperous military fortune and great ambitions in the future!"
"Do it!" Wen Yuan drank it all in one gulp, turned around and waved his hand back, sighing sadly.
I saw a man coming forward with a plate in his hand, a hundred yi of gold in it, and a collar of new clothes. He moved his face, bowed and said, "My lord, what do you mean by this?"
Wen Yuan was in a low mood. He turned around and choked out: "It's nothing. Zijing has been working hard all the way. It's just a small gift to express my feelings and help Zijing make some travel arrangements on the way."
"Ming Gong...!" Qianzhao cried and bowed down. Wen Yuan had undressed and fed him in the past few days. He didn't know what his thoughts were. However, although he was born in a poor family, he always had great ambitions. Once he became an official, he would be attached to
A member of a wealthy family, Wen Yuan is no more than the head of a county. If he joins the family, when will he be able to make a difference?
It's just that Wen Yuan treated him very kindly, and the better he treated him, the more uneasy he felt, especially because Wen Yuan's face was full of disappointment at this time, which made him feel guilty. This time Wen Yuan gave him a bundle of clothes, and he was moved.
I almost agreed. Tears were already flowing in my eyes.
Wen Yuan shook his head and sighed, and bowed down. The scene suddenly became melancholy. At this moment, a burst of noise of carriages and horses suddenly came from the distance. Wen Yuan looked up, but it was Zhang Yu and Zhang Nan who led three hundred sergeants.
Coming from the north.
The three hundred sergeants ran at great speed and arrived in front of Wen Yuan in a moment. When the drum beat stopped, the movements of the three hundred sergeants stopped. Although they were all dusty, they remained motionless and stood neatly, like statues.
Zhang Nan rolled his saddle and dismounted, bowed to Wen Yuan and said: "I am late to lead the troops, my lord, please forgive me!"
At this time, Qianzhao had already noticed the three hundred soldiers who had arrived. He saw that each of these three hundred men was tall and tough in appearance. If you pick any one at random, they are all rare and elite soldiers. Only these three hundred soldiers were able to pull him.
The enrollment gave the illusion of thousands of troops. What is even more rare is that these three hundred strong men stood there neatly. More than a thousand people stood in the same posture and remained silent. The distance between them, front, rear, left and right seemed to have been very strictly calculated, no matter which direction they looked from.
, are all in a neat row. The originally solemn and solemn military formation makes people feel pleasing to the eye.
Qianzhao had also read many military books, and he was stunned by the momentum displayed by these three hundred soldiers! Even Liu Hui, who did not know anything about military affairs, couldn't help but admire him.
Perhaps because he saw the shock his soldiers brought to everyone present, Wen Yuan felt quite proud, and his depressed mood cheered up a little. He stepped forward to help him up and said: "Now that thieves are everywhere, and Zi Jing is on the road alone, I feel really sad.
An, so I ordered my subordinate Zhang Nan to lead 300 soldiers to escort him all the way, and he will be able to ensure that the Zi Jing is in full order!"
With tears streaming down his face, Qianzhao fell to the ground and worshiped: "Lord... Lord!"