V7.Chapter 2

In February of the fifth year of Zhongping, the remaining evils of the yellow scarf revived. Qu Shuai Guo Tai gathered more than 100000 people in Xihe county to attack Taiyuan, Hedong and other counties to the south. The Han court could not be destroyed and let them plunder.

As a prepared jumper, Lu Li not only read the romance of the Three Kingdoms, but also knew the official history of this period.

At present, Binzhou is by no means a place to stay for a long time. Maybe in a few days, Pingtao county will become a den of thieves, stay with the yellow scarf army, pull the flag and rebel, and have little future.

As for the rigidity of the front, one enemy is ten thousand.

Lu Li has this boldness, but he doesn't have this strength. Let's not talk about the generals who understand the soul of war in the yellow scarf army. Just ordinary soldiers can kill him.

Therefore, we should pack up our things and go to Luoyang, the political center and surging place of the Han Dynasty, before the situation is chaotic.

In other words.

It is certainly not a wise choice to build a car behind closed doors and stay in a corner.

Visiting famous teachers, increasing knowledge and trying to reach the princes are the broad road!

At this point, Lu Li couldn't help accelerating his pace.

Call——

The cold wind came with snow grains.

Out of the study, there is a small courtyard with mullion windows and cloisters. If it was placed in summer, it would be quite stylish. However, it is winter now. The cold wind roars past and makes Lu Li's clothes swing up and down.

"Parents are here, don't go far."

"If you want to go to Luoyang, you must find a suitable reason. Well... It's a good reason to study and visit teachers."

After whispering a few words to himself, Lu Li stopped thinking and continued to walk outside the hospital.

You know, he is not alone in this world. Therefore, he must first ask the father he has never met for instructions and obtain his consent before he can leave.

Leaving without saying goodbye and running alone is not inevitable, but as long as you do so, it will lead to social death.

After all, the Han dynasty ruled the country with filial piety. For hundreds of years, the concept of filial piety to parents has long been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. If it starts, it will be labeled as "unfilial". What are Lu Li still mixing with the Three Kingdoms?

When the time comes, people won't accept the yellow scarf thief. They have to cut down the sacrificial flag!

Fortunately, the father who was the thief Cao was not a pedantic man. He hoped that his only son could not go out to study and make progress, restore the glory of his ancestors as soon as possible, and be a 600 stone official in the county city.

However, in the past, when entering the examination scene, it was an orphan start. Now there are more cheap Laozi, which really makes people feel uncomfortable.

"Big man, put on your fur quickly. If you get sick from cold, you'll be responsible for the villain's death."

The voice was urgent and panic, coming from outside the hospital.

The old man I had seen rushed into the study at a fast pace, no slower than the young man. After only three or four breaths, he took a white fur coat.

"This day drops of water turned into ice. Why did you come out in a single coat?"

The old servant's tone was concerned, but he didn't dare to blame. As he said, he stood on tiptoe and tied a fox fur for him.

Seeing this, Lu Li did not refuse. This is the case in the times. In this case, if you do it yourself, you will not be praised, but will be ridiculed.

After a while, they walked out of the courtyard and came to the main hall.

"I've seen your husband."

"I've seen your husband."

There are two guards standing outside the hall. They are quite tall. They don't have to salute because they are wearing leather armor and holding a ring head big knife.

Seeing this, Lu Li nodded, looked away from their lap, looked around and said quietly, "where's my a Weng?"

"The thief Cao went to patrol outside the city."

The young man on the left, with a fine bearded eagle, was neither humble nor arrogant.

"When will you return?"

"I don't know."

Lu Li frowned. It's not too late. He must leave Pingtao before tomorrow to avoid being forced into the next yellow scarf chaos.

Think a little.

"You lead the way. I have something to discuss with ah Weng."

"Promise!"

From beginning to end, the old servant standing on the side did not dare to say anything to stop, but watched the two black maned horses disappear in the wind and snow.

Pingtao is not a big county. Although it is located in Binzhou, it is far from the frontier and has loose armaments. In addition, the soldiers guarding the city knew Lu Li and gave way directly.

Over time.

Lu Li finally knew that the guard's lap leg was not a congenital problem, but that in this era, there was no saddle and the stirrup was only unilateral. It was only used to assist in getting on the horse. In the long run, the leg would certainly deform.

So

The young man in charge of leading the way is really a capable man. Why don't you take him on the run?

After all, having an attendant can save a lot of things.

The more Lu Li thought about it, the more feasible it was. He couldn't help but glance at the figure galloping to the left and think about how to speak.

meanwhile.

More than ten miles away on the hillside, the smell of blood is particularly pungent.

In fact, this should have been Tingshi——

Kiosk, stop.

Outside the county, there is a pavilion within ten miles. It is not only a place to provide accommodation for people traveling far, but also the most basic public security unit.

The pavilion leader, the pavilion father, Qiu thief, and several pavilion soldiers are responsible for maintaining order within a ten mile radius and ensuring that the people live and work in peace and contentment.

City, market.

On a specific day, the people spontaneously gathered to exchange the corn planted in autumn for meat and geese, barter and exchange what they need.

Therefore, Tingshi is a great event in the countryside, and many people who have committed crimes will also take the opportunity to join the fun and do some petty theft.

Lu Xu, a thief Cao in this county, is responsible for arresting thieves. He has always been dedicated to his duty. After hearing the news, despite the cold weather, he specially led more than a dozen guards to help.

At first, nothing happened.

People led ducks to drive geese and exchanged salt, onions, garlic and cloth with others. Some vendors even planted wine flags here and sold some bad wine. Even Lu Xu couldn't resist. He saw someone selling bronze mirrors, which were polished very finely and engraved with an inscription on the back:

Chang Fu Gui, Yue Weiyang.

It was written in clerical script. Although it was not written by a famous master, it was better than neat. I wanted to buy it for my only son Lu Li, but it changed abruptly——

After paying 500 yuan, Lu Xu got the mirror as he wished, but he caught a glimpse of a yellow cloth tied around the waist and crotch of the stall owner and vendor, and instantly thought of the yellow scarf party that had disturbed the world a few years ago.

"Kill!"

Sword collision.

The sound of killing and crying broke Lu Xu's memory. At this moment, he was bathed in blood, holding a gaping ring head broadsword, and his eyes were about to crack, like a god of killing from hell.

This pavilion city is the gathering place of the Yellow turban chaos party. From the pavilion head to the pavilion soldiers, there are all believers. They intend to preach teachings here and coerce the people.

"Dog officer, pay for my brother's life!"

With a roar, a strong man rushed up, ignoring the bleeding wound on his chest, because there were two headless bodies lying beside him, and the yellow scarf tied around his waist had been stained with blood.

Dang!

Sparks splashed everywhere, and the yellow scarf thief stepped back two steps, while Lu Xu was still brave. He clenched the bloody ring head broadsword, waved his sour arm and knocked down.

The glittering sweat drops spilled out, and then the bloody smell poured into the nasal cavity.