"Say what you say, say it again!" Huang Jie couldn't care about the wine that was spilled on his body, jumped up, and shouted.

The pro-soldier was startled, so he had to tremble and repeat the news of Su Zhe's victory.

In the big tent, there was a deathly silence in an instant.

Huang Jie sat down with a fart, his expression stunned and speechless, a deep confusion welled up in his eyes, and there were only four words of disbelief left on his face.

Chen was also stunned, his mouth opened to the boss, gasping for breath, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The two were shocked for a long time, Huang Zhu finally calmed down a little, and asked urgently: "Isn't Su Zhe only a few hundred recruits?" How could he possibly defeat ten times the Yellow Turban Thief? ”

"Returning to Gongzi, that Su Zhe led the army to line up behind the city and fight a decisive battle with the Yellow Turban Thieves, who knew that a strong wind suddenly broke out at the critical moment, and then Su Zhe took advantage of the favorable wind to let out wolf smoke, disturbing the Yellow Turban Thieves' sight, and took the opportunity to launch cavalry and defeated three thousand Yellow Turban Thieves in one fell swoop."

Sudden gales?

Huang Jie's heart was shocked, and he suddenly remembered the scene of the recruitment meeting and the scene of the Fankoushui camp.

"Could it be that he really has the ability to predict the changes in the wind and clouds, relying on the predicted wind, to design and defeat the Yellow Turban Thief? It's really ......."

Huang Jie was so shocked that he muttered in shock, a deep blankness welled up in his eyes, and suddenly, there was an illusion that he couldn't see through Su Zhe.

At this time, Chen also came back to his senses, but he flattened his mouth and said sourly: "I don't believe that there are really people in this world who can predict wind and rain, and this must be the luck of the surnamed Su." ”

"Even if a person is lucky, can he be good three times in a row?" Huang Zhu glared and asked rhetorically.

Chen was shocked and speechless.

After a while, Chen sighed with a bitter face: "Anyway, the surname Su is indeed the disaster of Biyang Yellow Turban, according to the conditions that the state pastor promised him, he will be appointed as the Nanyang Taishou, and then Gongzi will become his subordinate, can Gongzi really bear to be trampled on his head?" ”

Huang Jie's face changed, and a trace of shame suddenly burned between his eyebrows.

Obviously, let a person from a humble background who has always looked down on him ride on his head, as the eldest son of the Huang family, he can't bear this kind of humiliation no matter what.

After gritting his teeth secretly, the corners of Huang Jie's mouth hooked up with a disdainful sneer, "Be kind, then Uncle Cai has only been Nanyang Taishou for a few days, how can he sit back and watch being driven away by Su Zhe, Father Shuai and Mr. Kuai, they will never sit back and watch the children of a small family from a poor family, and when they become Nanyang Taishou such an important position, they will try their best to obstruct in front of the state pastor." ”

Chen suddenly realized, Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "Childe's words are reasonable, the person surnamed Su wants to step on Childe's head and dream." ”

Huang Jie snorted coldly, walked out of the tent door with his hands in his hand, looked at the direction of Biyang from a distance, and when he turned his back to Chen Zhuo, a trace of loss quietly flowed on his originally disdainful face.

……

Wancheng, too guarded mansion.

In the study, Cai Mao and Cai Shu's uncle and nephew are fighting each other.

Cai Shu's chess skills are not good, and the white chess he holds is a big dragon, and he is surrounded by Cai Mao's black chess, and he is about to have no way out.

Cai Shu's anxious forehead was rolling with fragrant sweat, a chess piece was held in her hand, and she hesitated for a long time before she fell uneasily.

"Shu'er, you've lost again."

Cai Mao smiled, and the black seed in his hand fell, just trapping the entire big dragon of Bai Zi to death.

Cai Shu suddenly became anxious, and hurriedly snatched the fallen son back, and shouted: "I misplaced it, this one doesn't count." “

"There are no regrets, how can you take it back." Cai Mao deliberately put her face on the board.

Cai Shu was not happy, so she simply threw the chess pieces in her hand on the chessboard, and complained unhappily: "Don't play, don't play, it's not interesting at all, uncle, you always lose, and don't let Shu'er order." ”

Cai Mao suddenly looked helpless, and said with a wry smile: "The opposite is the same as the battlefield, life and death kill, naturally you have to go all out, how can you let it be casual, will the enemy on the battlefield be soft on you?" ”

"Shu'er doesn't care, Shu'er doesn't care, uncle, you don't care about Shu'er, just bully Shu'er~~" Cai Shu hugged Cai Mao's arm and sprinkled coquettishly.

Cai Mao couldn't cry or laugh, so she had to say helplessly: "Okay, okay, it's the uncle who is wrong, how can the uncle not hurt Shu'er, the uncle will let you next time." ”

"This is a good uncle who loves Shu'er." Cai Shu's pretty face turned from yin to sunny, smiling, and happily packed up the chessboard, "Let's play the next game, this time I will definitely kill the uncle, you will not leave a piece of armor." ”

Cai Mao could only smile helplessly and shook her head secretly.

The chessboard was clean, and just when Cai Shu was about to settle down, the soldiers outside the hall hurriedly entered and handed over a silk book, claiming that it was a good news sent by the order of Biyang County.

"Good news from Yang?"

Cai Mao's eyes were suspicious, she took the silk book, opened it and glanced at it a few times, her face suddenly changed, and a deep look of surprise surged in her eyes.

"Uncle, what's wrong with Su Zhe?" Cai Shu asked curiously.

Cai Mao came back from the shock, his brows were condensed, and he sighed in a deep voice: "It seems that this Su Zhe really has some extraordinary ability, I don't know what means he used, he actually defeated ten times the Yellow Turban Thief in one battle, and solved the scourge of Biyang's Yellow Turban." ”

"What? How is this possible! Cai Shu was taken aback and snatched the silk newspaper.

Carefully swept over each of the words, Cai Shu's small mouth gradually shrank into an exaggerated circle, and her apricot eyes flashed with unprecedented horror, which was unbelievable.

After a while, Cai Shu came to her senses from the shock and muttered: "No wonder Sister Yueying is so favored by this Su Zhe, it turns out that he is indeed not in vain, Su Zhe Su Zhe, you are really an interesting poor boy......"

Unconsciously, Cai Shu's apricot eyes turned with deep curiosity.

After pondering for a long time, she suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said: "Uncle, I remembered, at the recruitment meeting, Liu Zhoumu seemed to have promised Su Zhe that if he could calm the scourge of Biyang Yellow Turban within three months, he would appoint him as Nanyang Taishou, then now he only took less than half a month to achieve it, uncle, the position of Nanyang Taishou, wouldn't he have to give it to him?" ”

Cai Mao's expression regained his composure, and said disapprenously: "This Su Zhe does have some ability, but unfortunately, he is still too young after all, he thinks that he can make up for the shortcomings in his background with only his personal efforts, hehe~~"

Cai Shu suddenly realized, and said: "Uncle means that Liu Jingzhou wants to take into account the influence of our Cai family, even if Su Zhe calms the disaster of Biyang Yellow Turban, he will not give him the position of Nanyang Taishou of Uncle?" ”

"Such a trivial matter, it's not worth hurting your mind about, come on, Shu'er, let's continue to play chess, didn't you say that the uncle you want to kill will not be left?"

While talking and laughing, Cai Mao had put Su Zhe's threat behind him and re-twisted the chess pieces.

"Su Zhe Su Zhe, what kind of person is this Su Zhe......

Cai Shu was in a trance, holding the chess pieces in her hand for a long time, and her mind was full of that thin face.