The leisure on Chen Rong's face was immediately replaced by shock.

"You...... If you want to rescue Puyang, go all the way north, why do you want to come to Cangtingjin? ”

"There is still a city between Xiaopei and Puyang, how can I cross the river under Yuan Cao's attack?" Zhang Miao said eagerly, "Ask Langjun to lend me Cangtingjin, and return it immediately when I can relieve the siege of Puyang!" ”

The fair-skinned scribe sat there, looking at him warily and distantly, but unable to speak.

But Zhang Miao didn't wait quietly for him to react.

He got up and walked to the door, and the two attendants who were waiting under the porch immediately picked up the box in their arms.

The box was not large, but it was heavy, and when it was opened, a flowing golden light flowed through it.

Chen Rong was not surprised by this box of gold, he waved his hand gently, "There is no merit in the work, you can't do this greedy thing." ”

"The right to be rented." Zhang Miao pushed forward.

It's actually quite wrong.

Chen Rong is a cautious person, and the bribe of gold silk may not make him tempted, but gives him a reason to refuse.

But Zhang Miao did push out a box of horseshoe gold in this way, "I have been displaced from my homeland, although my family resources have been exhausted, but there are still thousands of healthy servants, if the rent is insufficient, I hope that Langjun can let me for a few days and sell the servants' fields......"

There was a pleading and eagerness in his voice, and he didn't even notice that his words had become reckless and rude.

But Chen Rong stood up, and when he was about to say something to refuse, he seemed to hesitate for some reason.

He hesitated for a long time, just stood there like that, frowning and looking at Zhang Miao, and the gold in front of Zhang Miao, his face seemed to become pale and blurred for a moment, and when he finally spoke, his voice was as chaotic as a fallen leaf in flowing water, and he didn't know where to go:

"I am the order of Fan Cheng, and I should guard this city for Duke Yuan."

"Zang Ziyuan is not the late lord of Lang Jun?"

The pale and blurry face seemed to be clearer for a moment.

- Clear, but full of resistance, then blurred.

"Zang Envoy Jun is not only my recommendation to the Lord, I admired his talent and virtue when I was young, so I followed him here, but above Zang Envoy Jun, it is also Yuan Gong."

The uneasiness in Zhang Miao's heart became stronger and stronger.

"Lang Jun thinks that Zang Ziyuan is a traitor?"

"He was recommended by Duke Yuan," Chen Rong said, "and he should not disobey Duke Yuan's orders." ”

"Above Yuan Gong, there is also the Son of Heaven!"

Chen Rong glanced at him again, and then turned his gaze away, and his face became even more blurred, until in Zhang Miao's eyes, it completely became a statue of clay wood carving.

There seemed to be beads of sweat on his forehead.

But he wouldn't give up, Zhang Miao gritted his teeth and decided to make one last effort.

"Zang Ziyuan is not only the lord of Lang Jun, but also the boss of Lang Jun, if Lang Jun is loyal to the lord, he should find a way to rescue!" Zhang Miao shouted loudly, almost poignantly, "If Lang Jun is loyal to the imperial court and the Han family for four hundred years, why did Zang Ziyuan anger Yuan Shao and end up like this, Lang Jun should also know!"

"The life and death of a loyal and upright gentleman is uncertain, and the villain of betrayal is rampant in the world! Pan Langjun said bluntly - can you bear with this scene?! ”

His voice was so passionate, but Fan Chengling on the other side sat there motionless as if he was dead, his eyes lowered.

Zhang Miao waited uneasily for a long time, almost desperate, but he refused to give up and stretched out his hand and pushed the box of gold in Chen Rong's direction.

This action seemed to wake up the other party, and after a long time, he finally sighed softly.

Zhang Miao's body shook.

"If you want to cross the river through Cangtingjin, then cross the river, and I won't stop it."

Chen Rong raised his eyes and looked at this famous man who was "known for his generosity" with a calm expression.

Zhang Miao's eyes lit up in an instant.

His voice was not very stable, and he trembled a little, "Our army still has heavy grain and grass......

"If you get to the city," Chen Rong said, "I can also send someone to help you guard against thieves." ”

"Lang Jun has this heart! I will thank Lang Jun for his kindness and never forget! Zhang Miao made a big salute, "It's just that if you are lucky enough to rescue Zang Ziyuan, the people of Puyang may want to follow...... It is also necessary to hoard grain and grass through Fan City......"

Chen Rong's brows furrowed deeply.

"I received the order of Yuan Gong, but I privately let the soldiers and horses cross the river elsewhere, I have betrayed the master, if this city is lost, I can't live alone." He said, "If Zhang Gong wants to hoard grain and grass, he can build his own camp outside the city." ”

Zhang Miao was overjoyed, and when he just wanted to bow down, he was stopped by Chen Rong again.

There was a complicated look between his eyebrows, as if numbness, as if he was sighing.

"Gong Zhang, bring the gold back."

When Zhang Miao brought the news back, Lu Hangyu still couldn't believe it.

However, after Erzhang was ready to meet the enemy and ordered the front army to slowly go into the water, he never saw the opposite side beating gongs and drums, and ran out to "attack it halfway".

Then there was a group of men, then a group of less important baggage, and then a group of soldiers.

The soldiers waded across the river in this way, and the fishermen by the river looked at them in amazement, and the porters on the shore looked at them in amazement, and when the soldiers came ashore, they immediately ran away.

The river crossed very slowly, but the soldiers who went ashore immediately set up a formation, and after escorting the people to push the baggage carts ashore, Lu Hangyu followed the people around the shore, chose a slightly higher wasteland, and set up the camp.

This camp was very different from the camp they had used to march in their own territory, not only was the fence high and thick, but the camp was large and small, and even the trenches were built three times, and countless horses were rejected.

"The general is guarding Chen Rong like this, why do you still listen to Zhang Mengzhuo's words?" The attendant asked her in bewilderment.

She thought for a while, "I'm not guarding against Chen Rong alone. ”

The camp is an ignorant and lifeless thing, and she built this camp under the city so strongly, not only to guard against Chen Rong.

…… After all, he has already entered Yuan Shao's sphere of influence, and there are tens of thousands of cavalry, so you have to be careful no matter what you say.

…… But then again, from the time Zhang Miao entered the city, she asked Zhang Liao to bring more than 100 cavalry, and after crossing the river, carefully patrol the roads leading to Fancheng to see if there were any messengers who sent messages to Puyang or Yecheng.

After all, Fan City is just a small earthen city with a height of less than two zhang, and the defenders are probably less than two thousand, if Chen Rong really wants to make it bad and can't attack it halfway, then he can only secretly send a letter out.

But until she built this big camp solid and was ready to continue to set off, Chen Rong did not move.

He did not go out of the city to greet them, greet them, or send people out to keep an eye on them and warn them, but only set up a checkpoint at the gate of the city, and Zhang Miao's soldiers were not allowed to enter the city. Of course, Zhang Miao and Zhang Chao also sternly ordered that the soldiers were not allowed to enter the city to disturb the people.

…… But in fact, there was no point in not being allowed to enter the city, and the people saw that this army of soldiers and horses was only stationed outside the city, and did not dare to disturb the people, so they immediately heard about it, and rushed out of the city and set up a bazaar, some carried a burden out to sell wine, some sold snacks in a pot, some mended sewing and mending, some weaved mats and sold shoes, some gambled, some divined, some played and sang, and there were also single women who ran to prepare to earn a few dollars from the officers.

…… It's all like this, but Chen Rong still didn't move.

…… It's really more salty than her.

"Our army has crossed the river and has a firm foothold, what should we do next?"

Although Fancheng is depressed, it feels good to have a little supply here, at least on this day's dinner, there are delicate roast mutton, wild vegetables mixed with oil and salt, and eaten with fish soup and rice, which is very delicious.

"Next," she thought for a moment, "send scouts to investigate Puyang's movements, and if the other army doesn't notice, we'll catch them off guard." ”

Zhang Miao held the cup and thought there for a while, "General, there are only more than 10,000 of us." ”

"Well, that's right." She took a bite of rice, "What's wrong?" ”

"I think, since we can get Cangtingjin," Zhang Miao showed a confident smile, "maybe we can talk to Yuan Benchu about ......"

"Poof!"

…… She couldn't help it, she choked.

Zhang Miao's smile was a little unbearable, and he didn't continue to talk, he didn't say it, and looked at her embarrassedly.

But she covered her nose, intently perceiving where the messy grains of corn were in her nasal cavity, so he paused and asked firmly.

"What does the general think?"

"No," her tears rolled in her eyes, "Meng Zhuogong, you said that we only have more than 10,000 people, why do you talk to them?" ”

"Although there are only more than 10,000 in our army, there are ...... enough soldiers and food"

Zhang Liao handed over a piece of muslin, she was grateful, and quickly blew her nose fiercely.

"And today's Zidong hunting, Yuan Benchu was the ...... of the public target"

Tears also fell.

"He Won't ......"

Her brain buzzed for a while, and she finally cleared her nasal passages.

"Although Meng Zhuogong is famous all over the world," she said, "you have never had a record." ”

Zhang Miao looked at her with a complicated expression for a while.

Without a record, you can't survive in this world where you watch the big words.

She didn't quite understand how this Meng Zhuogong persuaded Chen Rong, but she knew very well that Yuan Shao couldn't rely on this trick to convince her.

"Even so," he sighed, "salute before you serve." ”

"That's good," she said, "Duke Meng Zhuo sent an envoy to deliver a letter, just say that you are still in Xiaopei, and you want to come to relieve Zang Ziyuan's cheeks, how about it?" ”

She has always been very slow to observe people and the world, but after being in contact with the two Zhang brothers for a long time, she gradually noticed that there were other things hidden under Zhang Miao's hearty and bold appearance.

It's not ugly and evil, but it's gray and bitter.

The world he knew was gradually falling apart, and the world that could be unimpeded by virtue and fame and human communication was no longer there.

But Zhang Miao refused to admit it.

Saving Zang Hong is not good for his brothers, maybe they will rise to a higher level of fame because of this, but Yanzhou celebrity Bian Rang is also a talented and famous person, Cao Cao raised his hand, and said that it was gone.

So he always wanted to try to see if his old world of generosity and sorrow still had the strength to save Zang Hong with what he had at his disposal, not her violence.

Cangtingjin is only more than 100 miles away from Puyang, so he can't rush in any hastily.

Before the messenger returned, Lu Hangyu was watching the sand table every day, while Zhang Liao led the cavalry to patrol around.

So there are often only her and two beautiful boys, Xiao Er and Xiao Wu, in the tent, but she often doesn't notice their existence...... Because these two beautiful boys are so intimate.

As long as she is busy, they do other household chores silently, wiping cups, sprinkling and sweeping tents, boiling water and pouring water, and the whole person's sense of existence tends to be close to zero.

But today these two beautiful boys have moved.

She raised her head from the sand table and looked over in surprise, and the two beautiful young men who were squatting in the corner immediately noticed her gaze, and got up in a panic to confess.

While confessing, he wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve.

"What's wrong?" She asked, "What's wrong?" ”