As soon as Wei Tong saw that he had entered Zhang Mancheng's door, his heart immediately exploded, and he scolded himself for being stupid. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info gave himself Amway Zhang Mancheng who was lifeless along the way, and now that Ma Yuanyi is not here, where else can he take him??!

There was a sound of footsteps in the inner hall, and after a while, I saw a middle-aged man walking out of it. The middle-aged man has an average figure, dark skin, but he looks very strong, and he is dressed in cloth and plain on his body, completely like a farmer who mixes food and clothing. Except for the bright and somewhat dazzling yellow turban on his head.

This person is Zhang Mancheng, who is a very famous general in the Yellow Turban Uprising, of course, this is largely due to the script arranged for him by Luo Guanzhong in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, as a small boss, he died under Guan Yu. With the blessing of the second master, he suddenly became a celebrity among the yellow scarf leaders.

Zhang Mancheng is not a man who is not a martial artist, and he is very mediocre in history, but he can be the commander of the Nanyang Army, and immediately react to raise troops to rebel after Ma Yuanyi was killed, which shows that he must have his own unusual place.

For such a part of history and romance that has not been explained and portrayed in detail, the game company will arrange some plots according to the approximate historical image of the characters and according to a certain logic. In other words, Wei Tong's understanding of history as a later generation has completely lost its role in the current situation. It's all about your own brains to solve the problems you may encounter.

Zhang Mancheng walked to the main seat in the middle of the hall, knelt down, and gestured to Wei Tong, who also sat down on the guest seat beside him.

Zhang Mancheng always had a smile on his face, but the strange thing was that Wei Tong didn't see the slippery ** he thought he was from such a smile, but felt that Zhang Mancheng was like an ordinary farmer in his village, smiling very temperamentally, but there were not many impurities, giving people a very loyal feeling.

"Smack." Zhang Mancheng clapped his hands, and a few maids came up from the house, holding a tea tray in their hands, and respectfully presented it to Zhang Mancheng and Wei Tong. When the maid bent down to serve tea, Wei Tong had to look away so as not to see something that should not be seen. I wondered why the maids were dressed so casually in the room when there were guests in the room.

As soon as he turned his face away, he saw Zhang Mancheng's hand walking around the other maid a few times dishonestly, and the young and even some young maids held back the shame in their hearts, and did not show any displeasure on their faces.

Wei Tong only shook his head and sighed in his heart, no wonder he didn't think that this man was slippery, because he was a rough man with no level, and it was estimated that he relied on some opportunities and his own experience in society to slowly sit in this position.

After touching a few handfuls of his mind, Zhang Mancheng withdrew the two maids, made a "please" gesture to Wei Tong, and said:

"This is the top-grade Pu'er you want, please don't dislike it, try the craftsmanship of my family in making tea."

Wei Tong was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was joking with his own joint code, and immediately laughed a few times to indicate that he should be he, and then picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, it was fragrant and overflowing, it was indeed good tea.

I didn't expect this lustful old man to make such a witty joke, it's really unseemly.

"Mr. has the information that Lord Tang Zhou has worked so hard to collect, right?" Zhang Mancheng went straight to the point, "Mr. Lao has been sent here all the way, but recently, the master went out to spread talisman water, and Ma Dashuai also went out and has not yet returned." Before the master left, he explained that the affairs of this giant deer were all handled by me. So Sir can hand over the information to me, and I will definitely arrange a good reward to reward Mr. for the trouble. ”

"It's just...... Before leaving, Lord Tang Zhou explained, this information must be directly handed over to Master Zhang Jiao or Ma Dashuai, I am also acting on orders, without Lord Tang Zhou's instructions, I really dare not hand over the information to my lord. Wei Tong stubbornly played Tai Chi with Zhang Mancheng.

"You don't have to worry about this, you give me the information, and I'll just go and tell Tang Zhou when I go back, and make sure you won't be punished." Zhang Mancheng was determined to take this information.

"I'm really ......," Wei Tong struggled.

At this time, Zhang Mancheng's face changed, he glanced at Wei Tong coldly, and asked in a deep voice: "You have repeatedly emphasized in front of me that this thing can only be handed over to Ma Dashuai and the master. Forget it, even if the master can be handed over to Ma Yuanyi, why can't it be handed over to mine? ”

"......" said this, Wei Tong couldn't talk to him.

"Do you mean that my Zhang Mancheng's status is not as high as Ma Yuanyi's, and my speech is not as good as Ma Yuanyi's, so if you have something to hand over to him, you must not hand it over to me?" Zhang Mancheng is aggressive.

Wei Tong made a cold sweat on his head, it was really unreasonable for Xiucai to meet soldiers. Along the way, Wei Tong was thinking about what reason this Mancheng would use to routine, and then how to crack it himself. Who would have thought that people don't play routines at all, and they know that their level is low, so they just roll on the ground, and you still have no way to do that scoundrel.

There was a screen behind Zhang Mancheng, and Wei Tong saw that there were people hidden behind the screen. What is the most classic bridge section in the Three Kingdoms period, isn't it the screen Tibetan, the cup is the number, and then a group of knife and axe hands come out in a blink of an eye to chop up the people who don't like the eye. Seeing that half of this Mancheng tea was drunk, and the cup was held in the air, if it really fell, it would be nothing if he died once, and if this historical main line failed, where would he cry.

"Let me ask you again, do you give this information or not?" Zhang Mancheng was about to drop the cup.

Wei Tong was so anxious that his scalp was numb, it would definitely not work to give, giving it was equivalent to betraying Tang Zhou and Zhang Mancheng, and the main line of history would inevitably be on the side of the Yellow Turban when it came to the Yellow Turban Uprising, which was contrary to Wei Tong's hope. Besides, even if Wei Tong goes to the Yellow Turban camp, this Zhang Mancheng will be killed not long after he starts fighting, so it won't be worth it.

But looking at the current posture, it doesn't seem like it works if you don't give it. Even if he resists to the end, he is chopped by Zhang Mancheng here, and he has to be resurrected in Qingzhou a day later, and he doesn't know how long it will take to run and lie down from Qingzhou, plus after he is remembered by Zhang Mancheng, it is a question whether he can enter this courtyard every time, let alone send the information to Ma Yuanyi.

What to do? In order to delay time, Wei Tong had to take the letter from the backpack to appease Zhang Mancheng's emotions, opened the backpack and looked inside, only to see two letters lying in the backpack, and immediately had an idea in his head.