"Where did the dead horse come from to stand in the way of Lao Tzu!"

"Young master, wait a minute, the little one will drag this dead horse away immediately,"

With flattering voices, a man in a gray housekeeper's uniform dismounted and walked over to the foaming horses.

"Huh?" When he got closer, he realized that the horse was not like an ordinary horse, but—

"Young master, this seems to be a post station horse," the family also lives in Luoyang, and is the son of the Huangpu family, how can he not understand the difference between ordinary horses and post station news horses.

"Inn?" Huangpu was shocked, although he was a fool, he didn't know anything, the horses of the post station died here, it was not an ordinary thing, and he couldn't see it.

"Quick, find out if there's anyone nearby," Before Huangpu Kong finished speaking, the family had already peeled off the grass and started looking for someone.

Soon they found the unconscious messenger soldier.

"Take it home!" Whampoa Kong was not ambiguous at the critical moment, threw people on the back of his horse, and quickly returned to the city, as for the quality of the horses of the family, the quality of the horses was slightly worse, no matter how much the horses were pumped, they were much behind.

"Drive!"

"Get out of here!" Huangpu Kong looked at each other angrily, and his already rough face directly scared the children on the side of the road into crying at this moment.

Huangpu didn't care about this, the speed of the whip whipping the horse became faster and faster, and the soldiers at the city gate didn't dare to stop him at all, so they hurriedly hid aside, looking at the dust raised, looking at each other, no one knew what the eldest young master was crazy about.

Not long after entering the city, the soldier on horseback woke up, and he was already a little disgusted by hitting the stone, but now he was lying on the horse's back, head down, and the horse was running so fast, he directly turned his head upside down, and vomited it alive.

Huangpu Kong felt the foreign object on his thigh, and instantly looked over, this look made him angry and wanted to throw the soldier down, "You actually vomited on Lao Tzu!" Look for death! ”

As he spoke, he flicked his whip and whipped it at the soldier.

It's nothing, but the soldier is very close to him, and the whip is soft, and he threw it over, and the stamina is that he was also pumped by himself, and he pulled himself off the horse directly with great strength, and the horse carried the soldier forward a few steps only to find that the master was not stopping, snorting, kicking the ground, waiting for Whampoa to be empty.

"Poof," a little boy couldn't help laughing when he saw the whole thing, and his mother beside him was so frightened that he hurriedly picked him up and walked into the crowd and disappeared.

Huangpu Kong felt that he had lost face, and he was full of anger and wanted to be angry at the dazzling soldiers on horseback, but he was afraid that he would die before he returned home, delaying things.

That's it, Huangpu Kong is not a gentleman, if he can bend and stretch, go back to his house first!

After a while, Huangpu Kong returned to the gate of Huangpu Mansion, turned over and dismounted, and shouted, "Come on, wake up this person." ”

The housekeeper guarding the door hurriedly stepped forward and dragged the soldier down, secretly speculating about what Huangpu Kong meant, why did he bring a man back and change his taste?

"Where's Daddy?" Huangpu Kong asked in front of him, after all, he had done a good deed this time, and he was not afraid to see Huangpu Song, so he took the initiative to ask where his father was.

The little servant gasped and replied, "After the old man came back from the early dynasty, his face was very bad, I guess it was in the study." ”

Huangpu said "oh" and walked to the study.

Everyone in the whole province knows that Huangpu Song is not like other generals, he is in a bad mood to practice martial arts, to vent, he prefers to be alone in the study, studying the art of war, in his words, the art of war is the most inspiring to him, so he will only be in the study.

Huangpu walked to the door of the study, feeling a little apprehensive, and taking the initiative to come to the study was unprecedented.

"Enter," Huangpu Song's vicissitudes of voice came out.

Huangpu Kong pushed open the door and walked in.

"What's the matter?" Huangpu Song squinted, looking at his youngest son, who was the most handsome, on weekdays, not to mention the study, he would not stay in such a big mansion, and it was really surprising to come here today.

"Dad, the child went back to the city today, and met a soldier on the road, and there was a dead horse next to him, and he should be tired and tired to death." Huangpu Kong slowly said the reason why he came to the study.

"What about people? Are you still alive? "Huangpu Song doesn't care about the dead horse, he cares about the soldiers as much as Huangpu Kong, and cares about the news he desperately brought back.

"The person is not dead yet, I brought it back to the house, and I am looking for a doctor to treat it," Huangpu Kong was a little proud, sure enough, he did nothing wrong this time,

"Well done!" Huangpu Song praised Huangpu Kong rarely, and after finishing speaking, he strode out of the study and went to the place where the soldiers were.

In Huangpu Kong's bedroom, the doctor was checking the soldier's pulse, and Huangpu Kong's face was really bad, he didn't understand why the little guy guarding the door arranged this person in his bedroom! Think he's throwing up all over himself.

Thinking of the soldier's vomiting appearance, Huangpu Kong hurriedly went to change his clothes,

When he came back from changing his clothes, he found that the soldier had woken up.

"General, this person is no longer able to return to heaven, if there is an emergency, it is better to explain it as soon as possible," the doctor withdrew the needle in his hand and said with a sigh,

Checkmate? The little soldier's eyes were very excited, and he endured the pain and said word by word, "I don't know which general,"

Huangpu Song's face was solemn, this person was going to die, but he still had to insist on asking which general he was, it was very important to think about him, for fear of being drowned, he admired such a soldier very much, "Old man Huangpu Song,"

"General Whampoa," the soldier's tears flowed out, "Julu City is in danger. ”

"What?!" Huangpu Song grabbed the soldier's broken body with his big hand and asked again in a loud voice.

The soldiers didn't know that Julu City was empty at this time, and they were still asking for support, "The Yellow Turban Army is coming, General Lu Zhi is defeated, and he asks for support." ”

"How can Lu Zhi be invincible, nonsense!" Huangpu Song didn't dare to believe this, Lu Zhi had fought side by side with them for many years, how could he not understand him.

The soldier saw that Huangpu Song didn't believe it, and struggled to take out a crumpled document from his underwear.

Huangpu Song snatched it away, quickly opened it, and quickly finished browsing the urgent document.

After reading it, leave a sentence "Treat with all your might." After saying that, he mounted his horse and hurried to the palace.

"Tell the emperor quickly! The military situation is urgent! Huangpu Song came to the main gate of the palace and said eagerly,

The Praetorian Guards guarding the door slowly checked what forbidden things Huang Pu Song could bring on his body, and then said, "General, please slow down, don't rush into the nobles." ”

Huangpu Song's blood is surging, what other nobles can there be in this palace, isn't it those eunuchs! also emphasized so much that he couldn't collide, if he hadn't worked hard for this dynasty, he would have been unarmed and returned to the field a long time ago!

Despite thinking so, Huangpu Song still entered the imperial study very smoothly and met Emperor Han Ling, as well as Zhang Rang and Zhao Zhong, who were always on the side.