Zu Zhao led a stupid dog and found Cheng Zhiyuan, a well-known rebel leader in the history of the Three Kingdoms, in the small courtyard of the farmhouse.

Behind Zu Zhao are Han Dang, Hou Yong, Zu Ping, Zu Anu, just four people.

But Cheng Zhiyuan was protected by two pro-soldiers, looking like a fish was dead.

"I didn't expect to meet the superintendent in such a way today, but we still met at close range! I have heard the name for a long time! A certain Cheng Zhiyuan is polite! ”

Cheng Zhiyuan's generation of heroes, when he peed his pants, he still didn't forget to hold the shelf, pretending to be chic.

"I defeated you three times, and I also wonder why a generation of heroes is so sloppy in my hands? And it seems...... It's so easy to win! Am I too smart or are you too stupid? Zu Zhao spoke lightly.

A table was placed between the two of them, and a jar of water wine and bronze wine were brought up.

Zu Zhao sat down peacefully, pointed to the stool opposite and said, "But do you have the courage to have a drink?" "The wine and food are the big fish fried by Zu Zhao in the river, it is still warm at the moment, and the delicacy is still there, at least let Cheng Zhiyuan smell this aroma and start drooling.

"Drink, even if it's poisonous wine, I, Cheng Zhiyuanhe, don't frown!" Cheng Zhiyuan smiled heroically, but he glanced at Zu Zhao from the corner of his eye, and found that the other party was still calm and motionless, and this bearing had already made him bow down.

Grabbing the chopsticks in his hand, he was already flying up and down on the boiled fish cooked by Zu Zhao, and the saliva and fish soup mixed to make a slippery sound, and he didn't have any heroic bearing, but he looked like an authentic foodie.

Zu Zhao just drank lightly, drinking his own fish head soup, this delicious delicacy naturally could not be given to others.

"I wonder what kind of poison is in this fish soup? Is it a five-step down, or a broken intestine grass? Or crane top red? ”

Cheng Zhiyuan ate and asked again and again, and his fat face was full of sweat.

Hou Yong, Han Dang, Zu Ping, and Zu A-Nu on the side touched the swords in their hands one after another, and once the eldest prince gave an order, they immediately chopped Cheng Zhiyuan in front of him into pieces.

And Cheng Zhiyuan's two personal soldiers were also nervous, holding the hilt of the sword in their hands, ready for a bloody battle at any time.

Zu Zhao smiled indifferently: "Why should I kill you?" You are the hero of the Three Kingdoms, but you are the defeated general under me, do you understand the truth that the defeated army is not brave? “

Cheng Zhiyuan couldn't help but feel confused, what rice? What is Three Kingdoms? It's the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty, okay?

"I kill you, among those Yellow Turban thieves outside the city, there will be Wang Zhiyuan, Li Zhiyuan and other rebel leaders, what is the use to me, if you don't kill you, you can let you return to the Yellow Turban thieves alive, you and I can continue to fight, as long as you continue to fight with me, I will have continuous military achievements, and I can use these military achievements to fight for a future." And your life is a living stepping stone for me, which can help me reach a high position! ”

Stepping stone?

Cheng Zhiyuan was furious, this was contempt, contempt for his incompetence.

"Why are you angry, angry? Do you want to get angry and blood splashed? Zu Zhao smiled playfully.

Cheng Zhiyuan sat down slowly, the two armies fought, and the loser was the stepping stone to the winner, this is a living truth, but it is a pity that he is a hero, but he can't see through this truth.

If he wins, Zu Zhao will also become his stepping stone.

The first war was successful, and all bones cried, this is the truth.

"In this way, thank you for the life-saving grace of the post, he will see you on the battlefield every day, if the superintendent also falls into my hands, I should repay today's kindness!"

Cheng Zhiyuan had a smile on his face, and sincerely picked up the wine glass and Zu Zhao pushed the cup to change the lamp, even the two pro-soldiers in the back were also drinking and eating fish on the table, and the ancestor and daughter Hou Yong Han Dang next to him also ate happily.

When the wine was hot, Cheng Zhiyuan said what was in his heart: "The post supervisor is really a young hero, such a mind and vision are really admirable!" ”

This is what he said in his heart, when he was the same age as Zu Zhao, he was still playing with mud. Compared with Zu Zhao, he felt that he had lived to be a dog all his life.

Zu Zhao smiled indifferently, he had heard of this kind of high hat too many times.

"I don't know how to communicate with the superintendent? The power of such earth-shattering ghosts and gods has made a certain heart tremble so far, even if we see it on the battlefield in the future, we will run away! ”

Cheng Zhiyuan still led the topic to the curse. Although he didn't believe in the so-called damnation, he couldn't figure out in his heart that this damnation was mixed with sulfur and other things, and it was so powerful.

"Cheng Zhiyuan, if I were you, I would take my brother to go overseas, there is a Penglai Immortal Island overseas, where gold and silver are abundant, just northwest of Youzhou, not very far, it will take about half a month to find it when you sail to sea, now this is your only way out!"

Zu Zhao had a sincere smile on his face, shipping was still a concept that had never existed in this era, and encouraging bandit leaders to go to sea might be able to open up a new era in history.

When Cheng Zhiyuan heard Penglai Immortal Island, his mind suddenly became hot. The four words of Penglai Xiandao are simply peerless legends, I heard that Emperor Qin Yingzheng once sent the Son of Heaven to send envoys to Penglai Xiandao, but unfortunately there was no legend later.

"Is there really Penglai Immortal Island? Isn't the superintendent a fraud? Cheng Zhiyuan grabbed Zu Zhao's hand and shook it, it looked like a child was coquettish with an old man, but Cheng Zhiyuan was a middle-aged uncle, and Zu Zhao was a weak-crowned young man, the difference was indescribable, but everyone felt that it was normal.

Zu Zhao thought that this was a good time for the magic stick.

Bang!

He squatted down the wine glass and said viciously: "Of course there is Penglai Immortal Island, and I also know that there is a place of eternal night in the far north, this place is constantly changing, sometimes it is eternal night and sometimes it is eternal day, where is the immortal master of a certain immortal residence, and the body of a certain person is taught by the immortal master!" ”

This is Guoguo's feudal superstition, and it is definitely Guoguo's braggado and cheekiness of not paying taxes in later generations, but saying it in this Three Kingdoms era made Cheng Zhiyuan awe-inspired, picked up the wine glass and toasted a glass of wine to the far north, and felt a lot more comfortable, it turned out that he lost in the hands of the disciples of the real immortal master, this one lost...... It's not very wrong.

The Zu Ping Hou Yongzu and the daughter Han Dang on the side all showed an expression of admiration, even Cheng Zhiyuan's two personal soldiers also admired and envied, and the current Zu Zhao was the idol in their hearts.

A four-word Penglai Immortal Island gave Zu Zhao seven "feudal superstition" fans.

"I don't know the immortal master, for me to teach...... What do you think? Can you give some pointers? Cheng Zhiyuan has completely become a fan of Zu Zhao on the side.

If he asks anything else, Zu Zhao is really not easy to make up, but he is asking about Taiping Taoism, which is really easy and easy to fool.

"Smack! I calculated that Zhang Jiao, who you taught, is terminally ill at the moment, and will completely disappear from this world in the near future, and the Taiping Sect is just a flash in the pan, so there is nothing surprising about it! ”

"Huh?"

Now it's really his turn Cheng Zhiyuan to be convinced, Zhang Jiao, a great sage and good teacher, is really terminally ill, but few people know, even Cheng Zhiyuan also knew through secret channels, but he didn't expect that Zu Zhao in front of him would be a word.

Of course, Zu Zhao knew that Zhang Jiao was angry to death, and his original intention at the beginning was to let all living beings in the world eat, but his idealism was not implemented for half a year, and his troops had been reduced to beasts, doing all evil and doing bad things, and the head of the beast was him Zhang Jiao.

"You Yellow Turban thieves are only a year, and they will definitely be completely suppressed in a year's time! The most critical point is that you slaughtered the city and exterminated the clan, this has lost the hearts of the people, and it cannot get the support of the middle-level gentry, the yellow turban thief is a five-root duckweed in the final analysis, and the water will naturally die when the water dries! ”

Zu Zhao decided to carry out the divine stick to the end today and make a great prophecy.

"Impossible, our Yellow Turban Army has hundreds of thousands of people in the country, and there are hundreds of thousands of people in Qingzhou, Shandong! How could it be possible to lose? A pro-soldier retorted loudly, this is an idealist of Taiping Taoism.

For a small person, Zu Zhao completely ignored it.

"Come over with the paper brush, I want to draw some charts for General Cheng Zhiyuan!" When the words fell, I remembered that there was no paper at all in the fucking Three Kingdoms era.

Only bamboo chips!

Zu Zhao simply drew on a wooden board.

Whew! Forcing away the dragon and snake, Zu Zhao drew the map of the Celestial Empire in the Three Kingdoms era, which amazed everyone, and it was so beautifully drawn, and then it was the so-called Penglai Immortal Island, which should actually be called the country of Fusang in later generations.

"This is the chart of Penglai Immortal Island, which was taught to me by the immortal master back then, and now I am teaching it to you, in order to give you a way out. You are a Yellow Turban Thief, and your subordinates are also Yellow Turban Thieves. But in my eyes, it's a group of ordinary people called Hanako who really can't eat! You have this chart, if I say it, you can go to Penglai Immortal Island overseas! Maybe that's a very good way out! ”

Cheng Zhiyuan stood up and arched his hand, trembling and took the chart, dried the ink, and carefully put the chart away.

"There are officers and soldiers everywhere outside, and here are the leather armor of the soldiers, you can wear them to blend out of the city!"

Zu Zhao picked up the broken armor and threw it on the ground, and then strode out of the small farm yard.

Leaving Cheng Zhiyuan to continue to attack the remaining fish frantically, swallowing wildly, "This kind of delicacy should only be in the sky, this ancestor Zhao is really good, and only the disciples of the immortal master can eat such a delicacy, and it is really not unjust to lose to him!" ”

It was difficult to give up the last drop of fish soup, and after licking the fish soup with the tip of his tongue, Cheng Zhiyuan reluctantly looked at the empty plate, this is a dish that only immortals can eat, and it should be a great honor to think about it in the future.

"Let's go, get out of town!"

The three of them donned leather armor and slowly blended out of the city with a patrol team.

Outside Jixian County, Cheng Zhiyuan bowed his hand to Jixian County in the distance, and then strode away.