A few hours later, a carriage stopped in front of the inn.

Then the gray-clothed scribe and the two scholars who walked out of the inn came to the carriage, and then Zhao Zilong, who had been in the inn for a long time, also walked out.

"Sir, please get in the carriage!" Zhao Zilong made a gesture of please.

"Okay, then there's Brother Lao Xian outside!" the scribe arched his hand.

"Sir, where are these words, this is what Zilong should do, and it is Zilong's honor to be able to serve a master with Mr. in the future!"

This was a polite remark, but the scribe shook his head slightly after hearing it.

"If he is the master, I should assist him, if he ......"

In the second half of the sentence, the scribe did not continue.

"Sir, don't worry, I've been inquiring a lot about it for a while, of course, if he's really not, we'll leave!"

Zhao Zilong also nodded.

"Please!"

After seeing Zhao Zilong's expression, the scribe nodded slightly, and then got into the carriage no longer politely.

"Where are we going?" asked the coachman when everything was ready.

"The northern part of Qi County, at the foot of the Crouching Tiger Mountains!"

Zhao Yun turned over his Dawan horse.

"Come on!", the coachman flicked his horsewhip, and several people slowly walked out of the county seat of Qixian County.

Then, drive all the way in the direction of the Crouching Tiger Mountains.

However, just after Zhao Zilong and the others left, several figures flashed not far from the inn.

"Why is he here? What kind of trick is this Zhao Zilong playing? If he is with Zhao Zilong, wouldn't he be one more writer and one martial artist? My lord may have another strong opponent! No, this matter is very important, and I have to report it to my lord quickly!"

After muttering to himself, one of them pulled out a carrier pigeon.

It's a day in the blink of an eye, and the next morning,

In the court of the Han Dynasty, Emperor Ling of the Han Dynasty sat weakly on the throne.

His face flushed, and he pointed at the ministers, trying to say something but not saying it.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!"

This was followed by a violent cough, and it seemed that Emperor Han Lingdi was in poor health.

In fact, it is true that Emperor Han Ling's health is not good, but at this moment, most of them are angry.

Just today, there was a battle report outside, and the Yellow Turban army was unstoppable, not only taking most of Youzhou, but even began to march towards Yuzhou!

The main army is like this, and the small forces of the Yellow Turbans are also blooming everywhere, and for a while, the Han Dynasty is about to become the world of the Yellow Turban thieves.

What's even more ironic is that Wen Hao's battle of slaughtering the city turned out to be the only fig leaf for the Han Dynasty.

So much so that every time the courtiers of the Han Dynasty were besieged by the yellow scarf, they threatened each other or comforted themselves.

"The City Slaughter Team will reappear soon, the good days of the Yellow Turban are few days away!"

At this time, looking at the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty, Emperor Han Ling's heart welled up with endless sorrow.

Essay Tao, these Wenchen are taller than that horn I don't know how much,

In terms of martial arts, every family such as the general He Jin, the partial general Sun family, and the Situ Yuan Shao family have masters, and they are not weaker than Zhang Jiao.

But why can't the Yellow Turban thieves be leveled, Emperor Han Ling knew it very well in his heart.

They are all protecting themselves, and they are all cultivating their own power in the name of the Yellow Turban.

If the Yellow Turban Bandits are quickly wiped out, what reason do the ministers have to recruit the villagers openly and form pro-soldiers?

"These courtiers are blatant usurpation!"

After sweeping the various expressions of the courtiers, a cold glint flashed in Emperor Han Ling's eyes.

"Do you really think I don't have any hole cards? Hmph, now that the big man has reached a critical moment, then let you see my trump card!"

However, thinking about it, Emperor Han Ling didn't say anything but coughed a few more times.

He wasn't pretending to be in bad health.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Your Majesty is unwell today, it is not appropriate to go to court early, you can disperse first!"

After a moment, an old eunuch spoke slowly with a whisk in his hand.

"Is you sick? Return to Your Majesty, the minister has something to report!"

However, as soon as the eunuch's voice fell, the general He Jin stood up.

"Don't you see that Your Majesty is uncomfortable?

To the surprise of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military forces, today's old man looks particularly strong.

"Well, you eunuch is very angry, why haven't I seen you! Also, do you know who you're talking to?"

Here, He Jin looked at the eunuch and gradually frowned.

This old eunuch was the first time he had seen it, and he had never seen it before.

While speaking, He Jin burst out of his momentum.

He is a master with more than forty years of internal strength, and as soon as his momentum comes out, let alone a weak and powerless old eunuch, even some small soldiers with three or five years of internal strength can't bear it.

"Old fellow, I want to see how you died!"

After thinking about it, He Jin pressed the momentum of his whole body towards the eunuch.

"The old body Zhang Rang is the person next to His Majesty, His Majesty's health has not been good recently, and the old body can only serve closely!"

Unexpectedly, in the face of He Jin's momentum, the old eunuch was calm and unhurried, and reported his door as if nothing had happened.

"Huh?"

In the main hall, the civil and military officials were shocked when they saw such a scene, and their eyes were even more shining.

"Master! It turns out that there are still masters by the emperor's side!"

This is the only thought in their minds at the moment.

Among them, Yuan Shao, Wang Yun and others stared at the old eunuch.

Intuition told them that the court would not be so calm in the future.

Unlike the ministers, who watched the excitement, He Jin's heart was shocked to the extreme.

Just when his momentum pressed on the old eunuch, this let not only be cleverly resolved, but also had the posture of counterattacking.

At this point, He Jin knew in his heart that this old guy's internal strength was a little stronger than him.

"Hmph, Zhang Rang, this is the court, and it's not your turn to intervene as a eunuch!"

The momentum was not pressed, and He Jin could only take a step back temporarily.

"General He, the old body said, Your Majesty is not feeling well today, if you have anything, you can fold it to me, and I will take it back to Your Majesty to see!"

Seeing that He Jin was a little angry, the eunuch Zhang Rang became more and more calm.

"What kind of thing are you, why should I give you the folds? What's more, I really don't need any folds to report to His Majesty!"

He Jin had too many questions, and he even wanted to try the depth of this old eunuch in this court.

"Your Majesty, this old eunuch is lawless and disturbs the court, and the minister is willing to take down this thief for Your Majesty!"

Immediately after, He Jin spoke in a deep voice to Emperor Han Ling, who had been coughing.

"Hehe, what am I? If the Baolong clan is something, I don't know what General He is you?"

Seeing He Jin being aggressive, Zhang Rang's face became more and more disdainful.

It is true that He Jin is a master, but if you really want to fight, it is really not certain who loses and who wins!

"Are you a Baolong clan?"