Taixuan Goods Company is the secret of Wang Mi, the governor of Su!

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

Then there are only two possibilities, one! He doesn't like himself! Two! What does he know! Deliberately send a secret signal to summon yourself to meet! And although it is true that he dragged him into the water last time, if he wanted to retaliate, Wang Mi would have raised the price of salt a long time ago, and he didn't need to do it now, so Wang Hou felt that the second possibility was very high!

And now, the secret that a Wang Mi doesn't know and he knows is that he also knows about the edict!

If you can get evidence from Wang Mi's hands, and then go to Cao Cao to denounce it, by the way, you still get Wang Mi's report, provide information, and wash yourself clean, killing two birds with one stone, after encountering this crisis, Wang Hou is a little impatient to solve the current dilemma.

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

Tonight, in Laofengzhuang outside the city, the "boss" of Taixuan Goods Store wants to talk to him about the "salt price"!

There is a night ban in Xudu City at night, it is obviously not a good choice to talk about secrets at night in the city, Lao Fengzhuang is not far from him in Funiu Mountain Iron Ore Village, and it is a small manor, where is indeed a first-class location, in the afternoon in Xu Ducheng turned around twice, Wang Hou also pretended to buy a lot of things, before sealing the city gate in the evening, Wang Hou was as lazy as ever out of the city, and even said hello to the guards at the city gate, but once he returned to the Wang family manor in the suburbs, the atmosphere obviously became tense.

There are only more than 70 Wang Hou's personal soldiers and more than 300 Zhao Yun's guards who have just taken a day off, and they have all been recruited back, not only that, but hundreds of strong men who dig coal and make iron in winter are also fooled by Zhao Yun, and fortunately thanks to the arms business done by Wang Hou with the acquiescence of Cao Cao, this era is a troubled era, and there is no shortage of people, and there is no shortage of things, seeing Wang Hou's carriage back to the manor, Zhao Yun is serious face and hugged his fist.

"Lord!"

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

"Don't be so nervous!"

Seeing that this year was also built with cement and broken stones, near the low wall, and there were bright torches everywhere, Wang Hou couldn't cry or laugh.

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

"Lord, it's better to be prepared!"

Zhao Yun said this, Wang Hou couldn't say anything, he could only look up at the sky, and then nodded affirmatively and patted him on the shoulder: "Select a few more capable people, and accompany me to Laofengzhuang tonight!" ”

"The last general obeys!"

Zhao Yun's tense atmosphere, it seems that even he is infected, before leaving, Wang Hou put on the heavy armor that he went to the battlefield again, and learned from Yuan Chonghuan in later generations, a layer of silk inside, a layer of chain mail outside, another layer of silk, a layer of down armor, fortunately it is still winter, and it is not hot to wear these, and it is not suspicious.

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

Do you pretend not to know, or do you directly point out that they have hooked up, and intimidate Wang Mi to give him the truth directly? And Wang Mi is different from him, after being expelled from the sect, he tried his best to get himself back to the Taiyuan Wang family, and now he is implicated in the prince's suit, and he has no confidence in the rebellion, and his bottom line must not be implicated.

But this Wang Hou really can't guarantee him, and even if he can be implicated in the matter of the prince's service, he has no bottom in his heart, how can he fool him into believing in himself, he Wang Hou is the ovary of Mr. Cao, not only can he be okay with him, but he can also be added to the rank and knighthood, and he also needs a lot of acting skills!

In Wang Hou's thoughts, unconsciously more than 20 mountain roads arrived, and the moon only rose for half a week, and under the bright moonlight, the small mountain villa of Laofengzhuang was bathed in darkness.

In the whole village, there is only a small building that shimmers slightly.

A few dog barks sounded, but he was immediately reprimanded by the master and shut up, dismounted at the entrance of the village, and took Zhao Yun and the other eight to the small building with lights on in the dark, and a housekeeper who was also similar to Wang Fu was already waiting there, and he was not surprised to see Wang Hou, and he didn't ask much, just bowed.

"Commander, the head of the family has been waiting upstairs for a long time!"

Nodding, Wang Hou pushed open the small gate of the courtyard and walked up, but he had just taken a few steps, but there was a questioning snort behind him, and Zhao Yun was about to follow up, but he was stopped there by the old man holding his big sleeve.

Stunned, Wang Hou gently patted the few heavy skins that he would never leave his waist at any time, and made a reassuring look! After hesitating, he nodded heavily, and pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and Zhao Yun stepped aside again.

The architecture of this era is really incomparable with later generations, the stairs are creaking and creaking at any time, Wang Hou went up to the small building in some trepidation, and on the second floor, he finally saw the light source guiding him, and finally saw the main man who was going to see this time, Wang Mi, the commander of Zhisu!

Looks like he's not having a good time lately! Hanging his head, holding his cheeks with both hands, bowing his head with a sad face, and only the wrinkles on his forehead could be seen in the dim candlelight, walking up to him, Wang Hou shouted tentatively.

"Wang Duwei?"

"Wang Tuqiu came as promised!!"

…………

On the other end, downstairs.

Later generations have studied that people do have a sixth sense, especially samurai, ninjas, killers or liars who have experienced life and death for many years.

Zhao Yun should belong to this talented member, since this afternoon, Wang Hou told him that something big might happen and asked him to strengthen the manor's defenses, his heart was constantly uneasy, and when he arrived at this Lao Fengzhuang, he felt the muscles in his body twitch slightly.

Except for the hundreds of battles between Gongsun Chan and Wu Huan, as well as the assassination of Wang Hou, I haven't felt so nervous and excited for a long time.

And in the air, it seemed that he always felt a particularly familiar and dangerous aura, constantly present.

Frowning, Zhao Yun suddenly left his position, walked a few steps west lightly and casually, facing the wind and facing the small building, snorting heavily.

Finally, he sounded what it was.

Blood!!!

Airplanes~

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 already blowing in his face, and every inch was short and dangerous! The withered old butler struck even faster, almost lightning and flint, and the sharpness was already up to his back.

Creak~

In the unpleasant sound of metal, the old man staggered back two steps in disbelief, and fell into the snow all of a sudden, a deep sword mark was temporarily placed on his chest, and blood gushed out, and Zhao Yun himself was panting heavily, on his chest, the set of samurai's coarse cloth coat had been cut open and poured deep into the hole, revealing the reflection of the metal inside, but even the thick half-plate cuirass was cut into more than a few millimeters, and it almost broke the armor.

However, this does not mean that the smelting skills of the Wang family are not good, on the contrary, looking at the dagger that has been curled on the ground, but it is still dark and shiny, shining with a unique brilliance, Zhao Yun is especially grateful for the armor on his body.

Uzi steel from the Western Regions! Not to mention this era, even in later generations, it is 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 only rejoicing for less than a second, Zhao Yun suddenly turned back to Xiaolou with an extremely nervous face.

"Lord!"

Almost at the same time, the sound of a sharp blade breaking through the air came violently.

The ambush soldiers suddenly burst out near the small building, and the guards who were caught off guard were also stabbed to the ground by the sword, but Zhao Yun couldn't care about them anymore, so he hurriedly kicked open the courtyard door and hurriedly ran upstairs, however, just when he just stepped to the stairs, a few thunders and firelight flashed violently in his pupils.

"Lord!"

On the edge of the stairs, Wang Hou had four sharp arrows inserted in his chest, and four short pipes that were smoking and Zhao Yun didn't understand until now were thrown by him, and two were still in his hands.

On the other side, there are five people lying down! At this moment, the four of them are holding strong crossbows, with daggers stuck in their backs, and a sword pierces their hearts, and they don't look at Wang Mi, the commander of the Su Duwei!

Seeing Zhao Yun coming up, Wang Hou also let out a long breath, his hands and feet were weak and he was holding on to the stairs and trying to get up, so panicked that Zhao Yun looked at the arrow shaft inserted in his chest with straight eyes, and followed him with a brisk step to help him up, but he sent away the wet crotch, grabbed the arrow on his chest, and swished, Wang Hou actually pulled it off by himself.

In his bared teeth, the arrow was only less than half a centimeter at the tip, and it was a little bloody.

Just now Zhao Yun thanked Wang Hou, and now Wang Hou is full of gratitude to Yuan Chonghuan, fortunately he has read it, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, Yuan Chonghuan was like a hedgehog in the battle of Guangqumen, and he was still commanding the battle, relying on the heavy armor of this armor layer by layer of silk, otherwise he would be killed today!

Fortunately, Wang Hou shook the dance before before, and the fools in the countryside spread the word about him, saying that he had a demon law and could drive the divine thunder, and I don't know which family decided to kill him in the safest way, and directly put on the heavy crossbow, if the sword was cut at this time, even if he didn't die, he Wang Hou would also bleed heavily!

Tonight this is a trap has been determined, but listening to the angry roaring and fighting sound of several of his own guards under the small building, Wang Hou did not rush down, in Zhao Yun's fiery gaze, he first pulled out all the crossbow arrows, and then poured some medicine into his steel pipe again, and inserted it back into his waist, which gave Zhao Yun a look.

"Rush!"

hurriedly went downstairs, in the dark shadow, the two rushed in, shouted, Zhao Yun raised his sword and slashed, under the sound of clicking metal, the on-head assassin broke out a bloody hole with the sword belt on his chest, grabbed this gap, and another assassin rushed towards him, straight to Wang Hou, but he was a cannon.

This time he didn't pretend to throw it away, inserted the hot barrel back into his waist, and took out another handful, in Zhao Yun's eyes full of surprise, Wang Hou was like the western cowboy in later generations, the first one to rush out of the door, raising the gun with both hands.

咣 ~ 咣 ~ 咣 ~ 咣 ~ 咣~