"Dao Chief, please come into the inner room and sit."

Sima Yi beckoned Yu Ji to come into the room and sit down, but he didn't expect Yu Ji to just chuckle and shake his head.

"No, the old way is just to come and have a look, and someone has already come to pick up the old way."

Sima Yi was in a fog and couldn't understand what Yu Ji was saying.

This is Sima Yi's courtyard, and a figure slowly becomes clear.

"It's a pleasure to have friends from afar."

"Hahaha! I knew you would notice. ”

Yu Ji laughed heartily, but there was a spark flickering in his eyes.

"You shouldn't have ......"

……

Sima Yi was like a spectator, standing at the door and watching the clan uncle Sima Hui and the Taoist Yu Ji say something inexplicable.

In the end, Yu Ji and Sima Hui left, and Sima Yi was the only one left in the courtyard, and Sima Yi, who was confused, could only wash and sleep.

Early in the morning, Sima Yi got up early in the morning, and yesterday he was mistakenly taken to go to the west of the city, and today he has to go to see if he can recruit people.

Passing through the street where they put their things, it was a surprise to find that everything was still there.

Luoyang City is the capital of the Eastern Han Dynasty, its area is naturally not small, Sima Yi's family lives in the east of the city, so you have to wear a broken temple in the west of the city to the end, the gathering place of those beggars.

When he came to the west of the city, Sima Yi saw many beggars lying in the broken temples along the way, and heard that the west of the city used to be a Taoist temple for a group of Taoist priests, and later because there were too many refugees, the Taoist temple owner gave the Taoist temple to those refugees with kindness.

Hearing rumors, the master of the group of Taoist priests seems to be the master of Shi Ziyi outside the city.

And those refugees had no money and no land in Luoyang, and over time a large refugee camp beggar settlement was formed.

Without Sima Yi's orders, Peng Yu took his deputy, who was the guard who was trained by Sima Yi yesterday. A street corner was chosen, and Sima Yi began to recruit people after sitting on a chair.

"My son-in-law is the newly promoted Zhonglang Sima Yi, and he will go to Yizhou to exterminate the Yellow Turban Yu Party in the near future, so he is here today to recruit soldiers, and those who are willing to come and sign up, our young master promises that as long as he is selected, he will be rewarded with consistent money, and the treatment is good, and the number of places is limited."

Peng Yu's shouting had an effect, and the beggars who were lying on the road and in the temple got up one after another and gathered around Sima Yi and their place.

"I want to sign up."

"If you are selected, you will really get money!"

"Let's get started!"

……

Sima Yi learned to be obedient this time, unlike the last time he cited so many conditions.

"Quiet, be quiet."

Peng Yu shouted, and the beggars were noisy for a while before they slowly quieted down, and Peng Yu continued to speak when he saw that everyone was quiet.

"The young master of our family is also conditional, you listen well."

The crowd surrounded Sima Yi and a group of people, and the weather was so hot that Sima Yi of course sat on a chair and fanned the heat, smiling, making people look kind.

"First, we will only accept men between the ages of sixteen and thirty, second, we will accept those who are strong and not infirm, and third, we will not accept hooligans and ruffians as long as good people."

As soon as Peng Yu's words were finished, people were going to question what Peng Yu said.

"Why! We protested, we still have more experience in fighting than their ordinary people, why not recruit us. ”

Sima Yi knew that there would definitely be people making trouble when he recruited again, so he had already told Peng Yu about some things in advance.

Peng Yu admired Sima Yi very much in his heart, the young master was really a god, and he would know everything in advance and arrange it in advance.

"Why? Just rely on it. ”

As he spoke, he saw Peng Yu suddenly pull out the knife on his waist.

Scold! Choke!

He threw the knife in his hand in front of him with all his might

The knife was plunged straight into the ground three inches deep, and the blade groaned softly.

Peng Yu's face did not change, and he said with a cold face:

"We welcome those who really want to come, but the troublemakers are killed."

There was no more sound in the crowd, and it seemed that they had quietly run.

"Alright, let's get started! Folks, please come and sign up if you decide that you can meet the conditions. ”

After a while, Sima Yizheng wondered, his requirements were so low, so no one had signed up? It was then that a thick voice sounded.

"Are you going to Yizhou to kill the yellow turban?"

The crowd parted, and a tall figure walked out and went straight to Sima Yi.

Seeing the strong man walking straight towards Sima Yi, Peng Yu's face changed drastically and he shouted.

"Stop, don't go near my son-in-law."

Saying that, Peng Yu sat in three steps and caught up with the man in two steps, and punched the strong man in the back of the heart.

"Smack"

The strong man seemed to have eyes behind him, and at the moment when Peng Yu was about to touch him, he backhanded and wanted to grab Peng Yu's hand.

Peng Yu's hand moved to the left to avoid this grab, and his left leg swept through the strong man's junior at lightning speed.

Peng Yu's origin is extremely mysterious, even the housekeeper who recruited him from the Sima family doesn't know where Peng Yu's kung fu comes from.

The strong man stepped forward to dodge Peng Yu's sweep, turned around and confronted Peng Yu.

"Peng Yu, stop being rude in front of this strong man."

Hearing Sima Yi's command, Peng Yu stood behind Sima Yi with his fists clenched, guarding against the strong man.

"This strong man, what is your name? Why do you ask me this? ”

I saw that the strong man stopped three meters in front of Sima Yi, looked at Sima Yi with blazing eyes, and asked again.

"Are you going to Yizhou to kill the yellow turban?"

Peng Yu immediately became angry and shouted: "Don't be unreasonable to your son."

"Eh, Peng Yu don't jump to conclusions, I don't think this strong man has any malice."

Peng Yu glared at the strong man fiercely, the threat was overflowing, but the strong man was indifferent, just looking at Sima Yi with blazing eyes.

Sima Yi just smiled faintly, shook the folding fan in his hand, and said in a sincere tone.

"I am in accordance with the will of the current emperor, and I will go to Yizhou in the near future to clear the yellow scarves and eliminate harm for the people."

After speaking, Sima Yi arched his hands towards the position of the palace.

The strong man did something that made Sima Yi, Peng Yu, and everyone react.

Bang!

I saw that the strong man suddenly knelt on the ground, kneeling down on one knee facing Sima Yi and showing sincerity.

"The grass people's surname is Xu Minghuang, please accept the grass people, my conditions are not high, as long as the son can manage the food and control, I will be born and die for the son."

He didn't notice that the folding fan in Sima Yi's hand fell to the ground, and he was even more shocked than being kissed by a certain man (Diao Chan).

Xu Huang! One of Uncle Cao's five good generals! was once praised by Cao Cao for having the style of Zhou Yafu, according to history, shouldn't Xu Huang follow Yang Feng now?

So how did he end up here? Could it be just the same name, Sima Yi couldn't help but ask curiously when he thought of it.

"Xu Zhuangshi, do you want to go to the word? Where do you live? ”

"The grass people have a character name called Gongming, and they live in Hedong."

Although he was kneeling, Xu Huang replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

Sima Yi was even more surprised in his heart, this is the Xu Huang in history.

"Xu Zhuangshi, why are you here? And why do you want to die for me for no reason? ”

-To be continued