"Liu Xuande has seen the owner of Yide Village!"

After confirming Zhang Fei's identity, Liu Bei hurriedly bowed down.

This worship was decided by Liu Bei instantly, and he rushed to the strength of Yidezhuang if nothing else.

"Oh, a strong man must not, you are a member of the Han family after King Jing of Zhongshan, how can I stand up to this worship!"

Faced with Liu Bei's sudden bow, Zhang Fei's eyes almost didn't pop out.

As the owner of Yide Village, he could see at a glance that Liu Bei also had good skills for at least ten years.

Just now, he had ridiculed Liu Bei, thinking that Liu Bei would be angry with him, who would even bow to him.

In this era, no one dares to casually claim to be a royal clansman, and everything that is said must be true.

A royal family member bows to himself, this feels .........

After saying that, Zhang Fei hurriedly helped Liu Bei up.

"I have heard for a long time that the owner of Zhang Zhuang is a real hero, and it is rare to see it in ordinary times, and I am fortunate to be able to see it today, of course, I want to worship!"

Liu Bei looked at Zhang Fei's expression becoming more and more serious.

"Brother Xuande has raised Zhang, by the way, Brother Xuande, you just sighed again and again, but what's the difficulty?"

I have to say that Liu Bei immediately won Zhang Fei's favor with this worship.

"Xuande is not difficult, but now the Yellow Turban thieves are powerful, and it is very likely to offend my Zhuo County, and the people of Zhuo County will suffer from war and chaos, but I have no strength but I can't do anything.....

Hearing Zhang Fei speak, Liu Bei's expression became more and more sad, and he almost cried.

Speaking of worrying about the country and the people, his performance is many times better than Emperor Han Ling, who is far above the court.

"Brother Xuande is too modest...."

Glancing at Liu Bei's knee-high arm, Zhang Fei secretly thought in his heart,

"This Liu Bei not only does not have the frame of the royal family, but also is so modest, obviously he is a practitioner, it seems that this person is definitely not simple. ”

As everyone knows, Zhang Fei really guessed wrong this time.

Liu Bei does not have any internal strength, but his innate divine power may not be comparable to those masters who have more than ten years of internal strength.

If Liu Bei is really obsessed with martial arts, he will definitely be a master, but unfortunately he is not here.

"Well, why is that? The text doesn't say very clearly, each county can recruit its own township ......"

Seeing that Liu Bei obviously had strength but still sighed, Zhang Fei was puzzled,

He also came here for the Yellow Turban thing.

"The owner of the village doesn't know, this list only says the conditions for Youzhou Mansion to recruit Xiangyong, but my Zhuo County doesn't mention a word, so I can only resist the Yellow Turban thieves by myself..."

Liu Bei said this, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

Over the years, although he worshiped Zhonglang and took Lu Zhi as his teacher, he became good friends with Gongsun Zhan, but he still had no official position.

And the family road suffered setbacks, so he had no choice but to make some straw mats for a living.

This time, when he heard that the imperial court issued a document to recruit Xiang Yong, Liu Bei was happier than anyone else.

With his ability, he will definitely be able to win a lot of meritorious deeds, and when the time comes, he will have an official position to regain the glory that belongs to the line of King Jing of Zhongshan.

Who knew that after coming here, I found that this list was a disguise,

As long as it is an individual, he can fight against the Yellow Turban rebels, but the court will not allocate a penny.

"So that's the case, fortunately, I'm a Zhang with a lot of money, if Brother Liu is really willing to fight against the yellow scarf, why don't you come to my house and talk about it?"

Hearing this, Zhang Fei straightened his face and officially issued an invitation to Liu Bei.

For some reason, after a short period of contact, he felt that Liu Bei was definitely a talent, and he was an extraordinary talent.

Besides, he is still a royal family, and with his banner, it is even more justifiable.

can run the famous Yidezhuang, Zhang Fei is obviously not a martial artist with developed limbs and a simple mind.

"It's so good, as long as Master Zhang doesn't think I, Liu Bei's status is humble......"

Hearing Zhang Fei's invitation, Liu Bei bowed again.

"Great, Brother Liu, please ........ here"

"Master Zhang, please ....... first"

Just when the heroes of Zhuo County began to recruit their own villagers,

In the land of Crouching Tiger, Wen Hao's father and mother stood in front of Wen Hao.

"Hao'er, Dad and your mother want to go to Qixian!"

"What? Go to Qixian? No, there is a shortage of soldiers outside.......

Wen Hao frowned on the spot.

Ever since the two Yellow Turban Daoists appeared, he knew that he was not far from chaos.

Isn't it typical for my parents to go to the county seat now?

"Hao'er, you are talking nonsense, what kind of chaos! If you hadn't poked out such a big basket, we would still be in Xiaoxi Village now..... maybe you would have married a fat girl.....

Seeing Wen Hao's attitude, Wen Hao's mother immediately chattered.

In the past half a month, under the auspices of Wen Hao, there have been seven or eight more stone houses in this inaccessible remote place, and the land behind the pile of rubble has also increased to more than 30 acres.

Everything is moving in a good direction.

But Wen Hao's father and mother felt a little more worried every time they heard more than a dozen soldiers call their son the lord.

This is a great sin of disobedience.

For this reason, they decided to go to the county seat and ask if their son had committed a crime.

If not, I will do some more so that my son can get a job in the city.

As long as their sons have serious errands, these stragglers will no longer be able to follow their sons... I won't even call my son my lord.

"Father, mother, what are you going to do in the city? Otherwise, I'll send Zhang Da and Zhang Er over to do it for you, how about it?"

Wen Hao naturally knew what his father and mother wanted to do, but he really couldn't let his parents go to Qixian.

The Yellow Turban Rebellion was no joke.

"Zhang Da, Zhang Er, what can they do when they are still children?"

Seeing that Wen Hao's attitude was a little tough, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed on Wen Hao's father's face.

"Then I'll let Yun Chang pass!" Wen Hao continued to insist.

Anyway, at this time, my parents can't go out.

"Yun Chang, his body has just recovered, and he can't walk that far!"

Wen Hao's father is also a stubborn temper.

In the Han Dynasty, the head of the family was the head of the family, and he had the final say in everything.

Now Wen Hao's family, the head of the family is still Wen Hao's father.

"Hao'er, you have just turned eighteen this year, and it is not yet time to be the master of the house, and your father still has the final say!"

"Dad........ you can go if you want, how about letting Yun Chang and Zhang Da accompany them?"

Seeing that his father was already angry, Wen Hao decided to take a step back.

"Alas, my son is older, and my father doesn't talk anymore..... it's just that, don't go!"

Unexpectedly, Wen Hao's father did not agree to Wen Hao's arrangement.

"Dad, you ......." Wen Hao was speechless.

He was really kind, but he was misunderstood by his father.

It's a pity that Wen Hao's words were only halfway through, and Wen Hao's father had already dragged his mother back to his stone house.

"Alas, father's mother, if you run this place well, it will definitely be much better than the county seat of Qixian, why do you have to get an errand in the imperial court?"

Looking at the closed door, Wen Hao muttered to himself helplessly.

"Lord, lord, Xiaoliu is back......"

At this time, Zhang Da hurriedly came to Wen Hao.