He Xian himself was a military general, so he could naturally sense the power of Fang Cai's arrow. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 The strength of the Info Assassin's archery is definitely at the level of a first-class general. The people present, in addition to Wang Yue, were only a few people such as Sun Jian, Zhang Liao, and Wen Ping who could fight against them. As Wang Yue said, instead of increasing casualties, it is better to take this matter well, and it is more important to return to Wancheng to restore his life. It's just a pity that the big secret in Han Zhong's mouth.

"Brother Wentai, do you know Junzitang?" He Xian turned to ask Sun Jiandao beside him.

Sun Jian was stunned for a moment, and said casually: "What kind of gentleman's hall, villain's hall, Sun Jian is a rough person, where do you know the crooks of those scholars!" ”

"County Lieutenant, Han Zhong is dead, what should I do with these Yellow Turban Warriors?" Sun Jian saw that He Xian didn't react, so he pointed to the hundreds of yellow turban wrestlers in the field and asked.

"Kill them all! Nakaro General doesn't need to be alive! He Xian didn't raise his head, and replied with a worried face.

"Order!" Sun Jian clenched his fists, led the Jiangdong disciples under his command, and entered the encirclement again.

Looking at Sun Jian's distant back, He Xian felt that there was something hidden in his words just now. "The Reader's Bend?" Or, this is the subtle hint given by Sun Jian. If Sun Jian really didn't know anything about this gentleman's hall, how would he know that this gentleman's hall was a "scholar's bend" and not a "ranger's bend"? But Sun Jian didn't say it, naturally he had his reasons, and He Xian couldn't help it. Everyone has their own secrets, and although Sun Jian has a good relationship with He Xian, he has not reached the level of putting his heart into his heart.

"What is this mysterious Gentleman's Hall? What does it have to do with Taiping Road? Who was the black-clothed military general who assassinated Han Zhong? Is it a master sent by Junzitang to kill people and kill people? "If you want to know everything about Junzitang, He Xian still needs to find a way by himself. Wang Yue may know, Li Yan may know, and his teacher, Sima Hui, may know!

After cleaning the battlefield, He Xian prepared to return to Wancheng with a stomach full of questions. Wang Yue is back. Wang Yue replied that the Assassin had not gone far before he mixed up with a Han army, which then strengthened its defenses and turned back to Wancheng. Seeing that it was difficult for Wang Yue to blend in, he turned around and came back. He Xian asked who the commander of the Han army was. Wang Yue couldn't say clearly, only knew that the banner was written "Qin".

"Qin Jie?" At this juncture, there are only a few Han army teams that can appear near Wancheng, and with the clues given by Wang Yue, it is not difficult to determine Qin Jie's identity. "Could this assassin be Qin Jie's subordinate? Or is this Qin Jie also a member of the Junzitang, so he shielded the assassin who killed people? He Xian thought so in his heart, so he then asked Wang Yue if he knew about this "Junzi Hall". Wang Yue glanced at He Xian with a strange expression, didn't say that he knew or didn't know, and disappeared and hiding.

Wang Yue's performance is very abnormal, and the more abnormal it is, the more mysterious and problematic Junzitang is. Junzitang is like a haze shrouded in He Xian's heart, and even the great contribution of pacifying the Nanyang Yellow Turban Rebellion is a little exciting.

When He Xian returned to Wancheng, Zhu Jun had already captured the inner city and was sitting in the county guard mansion to give orders. The Nanyang Yellow Turban Rebellion can be pacified, but there are many things to deal with next. The huge captives of nearly 50,000 people need to be guarded and handled, the battlefields inside and outside Wancheng need to be cleaned up, the remnants of the Yellow Turbans scattered in and around Wancheng and Nanyang need to be cleared, the merits of the soldiers need to be registered, and the memoranda of asking the emperor for merit needs to be written......

That night, He Xian was writing a recital to the emperor's uncle, but he heard Xiao Yu'er come to report with a strange face, saying that it was Wen Xiang and Wei He's request. He Xian put down the brush in his hand, let the two of them enter the account, and finally knew the reason for Xiao Yu'er's strange face.

I saw Wei He naked, carrying a huge thorn on his back, the thorn cut through the skin, and the blood was ticking down.

"Subordinate Wen Xiang (Wei He) to participate in the county lieutenant!" The two clasped their fists and saluted He Xian.

"Holy! Comrade Wei, what do you mean? Is it a thorn on your back to pretend to be mighty? ”

This Wei He, who was originally a Qu commander under Qin Jie, the commander of Jiangxia County, failed to suppress bandits with Qin Jie a few years ago and was captured by the League of Legends. Later, he was attracted as a confidant by a gust of wind and was more encircled. Previously, in the battle of Hejiabao in Zhang Mancheng World War II, he was injured in a coma by a gust of wind, but thanks to Wei He who stepped forward, he helped Li Yan to support He Xian and lead the men and horses to help! If it weren't for this Wei He, I'm afraid that Hejiabao would have been breached, He Xian's lair would have been ransacked, and Zhang Mancheng would not necessarily be killed. From this point of view, this Wei He has a great credit to He Jiabao! In view of this, when Wen Xiang was forming the Nanyang County Soldiers, He Xian gave Wei He to Wen Xiang. After reviewing Wei He, Wen Xiang did not hesitate to promote him to Qu Chang, proving that Wen Xiang also recognized Wei He and his people very much. And this Wei He, from the officers and soldiers to the mountain bandits, and then to the officers and soldiers, is equivalent to re-whitewashing his identity, and his recognition of He Xian and He Jiabao has also risen sharply.

"I told you a long time ago that our county lieutenant doesn't eat this, and you still don't believe it?" Wen Xiang complained about Wei Hedao on the side.

Wei He's old face turned red, he knelt on one knee, hugged his fist at He Xian and said: "My subordinates have something to hide and don't report, so I have come to take the blame!" “

He Xian looked at the thorns on Wei He's back and felt a pain in his back, "Hurry up, take off the thorns on your back first, and then talk well!" “

Wen Xiang stretched out his hand to help remove the thorns, but was stubbornly rejected by Wei He.

"Then tell me, what is the thing you are hiding and not reporting?" He Xian couldn't resist this stubborn man, so he asked.

Wei Yan said: "My subordinates know the person who shot Han Zhong!" “

"Oh? Tell me about it! When He Xian heard this, his spirit was shocked, he was still worried about the affairs of Junzitang not long ago, and when he heard that Wei He knew the assassin, it was equivalent to finding a clue. It's not a sin, it's a credit!

"That assassin is the son of a subordinate who hasn't met in years!" Wei He said ashamedly.

"What? Your son is a gentleman? Lao Wei, you are so deep? He Xian asked in surprise.

"No, no, no!" Wei He hurriedly denied it, "The subordinates are good people, and they have nothing to do with that gentleman's hall." And the dog Wei Yan is definitely not a gentleman. If his subordinates dare to pack tickets, he must have been fooled by thieves to do such a disaster......"

"Wait! Who did you just say is your son? He Xian stretched out his hand to interrupt Wei He's chatter.

"The young general who assassinated Han Zhong!"

"I ask you what is your son's name?"

"The surname is Wei Mingyan, the character is long, and he is 18 years old this year!"

"Holy! Lao Wei, you have a good son! He Xian suddenly came out of the case and said excitedly. Frightened Wei and a spirit, if there were no thorns behind him, I am afraid that he would sit on the ground with a butt. And this pull, the tear of the thorns on the back seemed to be a little bigger, and the blood gushed down......