In any case, Fu Zonglong finally agreed.

There is nothing to be done about this, whether you agree or not, Zhu Youhua still has to go his own way after he goes back, and they can't do anything about it, after all, he is a master who even the emperor doesn't dare to move.

Ben came to Kaifeng to transfer Huang Hu to his subordinates, but Zhu Youhua didn't expect that it was just in time for Fu Zonglong to arrive, and then so many things happened.

After the Kaifeng matter was dealt with, Zhu Youhua rushed back to Nanyang directly without stopping, and the reason was naturally because his hometown was not guaranteed.

You can't wave outside, and if you wave for ten days and a half months, your home will be demolished by thieves.

Zhu Youhua went all the way back to Nanyang, but said that Luoyang was also because of the thieves who came to make a lot of waves again.

Last time, Zhu Youhua was able to resist Li Zicheng, and it seemed to be quite powerful to say it, but everyone who was really in Luoyang knew what was going on.

Originally, the city was about to break, and it was a complete flood, which washed Li Zicheng away.

It is also strange to say, originally there was a drought in Henan for many years, and I don't know how many years I haven't seen raindrops, but since the battle of Zhu Youhua Shangcheng began, the rain is getting heavier and heavier.

If it weren't for this heavy rain, Zhu Youhua would not have caused such a big impact, and directly washed away the entire camp.

But then again, last time it rained and repelled the thieves, this time Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai came together, will they give you another few days and nights of pouring rain?

Even if it really rains heavily, there is no Luo River around Nanyang, where can you go up and break the embankment again?

What's more, these two people are not the arrogant King Li Chuang, so they won't send people to defend them?

Since there can be no more flooding, in the eyes of ordinary people, it is impossible for Zhu Youhua to repel the thieves, without it, the gap in strength is too big!

Although Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai are not as good as Li Zicheng, they are also well-known among thieves from all walks of life.

Zhang Xianzhong's eighteen village horse team is not known to be stronger than the old team of the camp, Luo Rucai is nicknamed Cao Cao, and the conspiracy is also unguardable.

It's okay to say that these two came alone, but now they are coming together in two ways, with the purpose of taking Nanyang, which is difficult.

In fact, they have to take Nanyang, and there is actually a reason why they attach great importance to this, because Zhang Xianzhong has always wanted to replace Li Zicheng's position among all kinds of thieves.

Li Zicheng ate deflated on Zhu Youhua's hands in Luoyang, carried Zhu Youhua's head, and drank wine and ate meat in Nanyang Palace, which obviously proved his ability as the eighth king.

As for Luo Rucai, what this fake Cao Cao thinks, then no one knows.

......

On this day, the weather in Luoyang was exceptionally sunny, and the garrison Yellow Tiger walked on the street with people as usual, and the people were also greeting each other cordially.

The last time Zhu Youhua flooded Luoyang, it seemed to have suffered a disaster at the time, but now it seems that it has some meaning of blessing in disguise.

If it weren't for the great flood that brought the thieves into the city, I'm afraid that now it would be a different scene.

"Lao Huang, Lao Huang!" Huang Hu was patrolling the streets, but suddenly a person ran from a distance, this person looked in a hurry, and shouted from afar:

"Come home and take a look, you're about to become a martial artist!"

"Huh?" Huang Hu was stunned when he heard this, and asked the soldiers to patrol the street, pulled the messenger into the alley, picked him up and said:

"Let's make it clear, how can I look like that Wu Dalang in Huanghu, is there still Ximenqing who has fallen in love with my lady?"

"It's not Ximen Qing, it's that Song Juren, the son of Master Song!"

"Song Bin?" Huang Hu muttered when he heard this.

This Song Bin is the son of the big family Master Song, last year the Song Master dragged the relationship between the DPRK and the Central People, so that he was admitted to the exam, and now he is waiting at home to fill the vacancy.

"It's him, you go home and see, and you will know it all." The man's face was full of anxiety, and there was panic at the angry eyes of the yellow tiger.

"Well, if it's true, the silver is yours!" Huang Hu rolled his eyes, threw the man aside, and walked away.

At the door of his house, many neighbors were sneering beside him, and when they saw that Huang Hu was back, they avoided it from afar, but they all gathered in the opposite wine shop and said something.

When he came to the door, Huang Hu remembered the story of Ximenqing, raised his head and looked, and really saw a red cloth floating in the wind outside the window on the second floor.

"Bang!"

Without thinking about it, Huang Hu kicked open the door, stepped upstairs in a few big steps, and saw an unforgettable scene in his life.

Song Bin was hurriedly dressing up, and his daughter-in-law was also at a loss for what to do while holding the bed.

Song Bin got dressed, threw down a big silver ingot, and walked away like the wind, Huang Hu thought about it again and again, but still silently released his fist when he passed by.

Without it, they are the children of official eunuchs, and now they are still in the middle of the lift, and they can't afford to provoke themselves.

Huang Hu didn't say a word, walked to the side of the bed and sat down, looked at his daughter-in-law's apologetic eyes, and sneered at himself, and said:

"This is also to blame for the husband, who has been thinking about what to get ahead and make contributions, and has snubbed you, and I don't blame you for this."

Hearing him say this, the woman's frightened mind was also put down, but she covered her face and cried again.

"Song Gongzi has been walking around the door these days, his words are light, and you haven't been at home for days, I'm afraid..."

Hearing this, Huang Hu understood the ins and outs of the matter, held the woman in his arms, and said, "Don't be afraid, my husband is back." ”

Behind the woman, there was a look of murderous intent.

Not long after, there was a knock on the door downstairs.

"Huang Hu, someone from Kaifeng is here, it's an official errand!"

Huang Hu ignored it, and kept holding the woman like this, until the woman fell asleep, he changed his cold expression, went out and went straight to the yamen.

When he arrived at the Yamen, the official who delivered the letter had already left early in the morning, leaving only a promotion document on the table.

"Huang Hu, this is the grace of the prince of Nanyang, the prince personally went to Kaifeng, just to transfer you over, if you are developed in the future, don't forget the love of the former Shangguan."

Listening to his superiors' words, Huang Huqiang laughed a few times, walked to the table and picked up the paperwork, trembling all over.

What was written in the paperwork was something he had always dreamed of but could not get.

"Luoyang garrison Yellow Tiger, since taking office, has performed military exploits, and now many merits are counted, accumulating the Nanyang garrison, plus Nanyang Wei commanding affairs, in charge of a government of soldiers and horses, money and food, I hope to still be able to make meritorious deeds again, and do not abandon the previous achievements."

Signed, Fu Zonglong, the governor of the three sides, Wang Shaoyu, the chief soldier of Henan, and Gao Mingheng, the governor of Henan, also added several official seals of the Yamen Division, which was an official transfer at the local level.

If it was before, Huang Hu would have been ecstatic at this time, but now he is as calm as water, and he can't see the slightest fluctuation on his face, so he takes the appointment document and leaves.

"Hey, kid, he's still up bullish." Shangguan looked at him, and he didn't know what was going on, but he smiled at his subordinates and said, "This kid hugged the thigh of the prince of Nanyang, he can't compare!" ”

In these words, there is naturally a strong envy and jealousy.

Late at night, Huang Hu carried a burden on his back and a goose wing knife on his waist, and gently pushed open the door of his house.

Looking at the woman sleeping on the couch, the killing intent in Huang Hu's eyes temporarily subsided, but not long after, he took out a hemp rope from his baggage and wrapped the woman's neck around it.

After a while, Huang Hu threw down the hemp rope, saw that the woman on the couch was already angry, and said to himself: "Leave you a whole corpse, count it as the greatest love between my husband and wife." ”

Huang Hu walked outside the house, lit the firewood that had been laid, and with the raging fire behind him, he came to the door of the Song Mansion and slowly pulled out the goose wing knife.

"What for?"

"Kill."