Guiyang City, on the execution platform.

Zhao Fan's hands were tied behind his back, under his disheveled hair was the undisguised human face, he screamed with a grim face.

"Pang Shiyuan! You betrayed me!"

The words stopped abruptly, the executioner raised the knife and dropped it, a human head rolled down, and a pool of hot blood gushed out.

Guo Jia was carefully guarded by Zhao Yun, and the two stood far away at the end of the onlookers.

Zhao Yun asked softly, "Are you tired?"

Guo Jia responded, the whip wound on his body hadn't healed, although he only stood for a while, he was already very sleepy.

Zhao Yun said: "You go back first, I will go and talk to the envoy."

But when Zhao Yun sent Guo Jia to the carriage, he saw a person leaning crookedly on a tree, smiling at Zhao Yun: "General Zhao."

On the carriage, Guo Jia barely held his eyelids: "Thank you Shi Yuan for saving me."

Pang Tong chuckled: "Feng Xiao is welcome, you should know that my intention is not here."

Guo Jia wrapped the thin blanket tightly: "Shi Yuan came from Jiangling, he must have fulfilled your wish."

Unexpectedly, Pang Tong said: "It is said in the world that Guo Fengxiao has thoughts of gods and ghosts, but now it seems that it is nothing more than that. If I didn't intend to make meritorious deeds, I am afraid that you died in prison, and no one would know."

These words are indeed straightforward.

Guo Jia was also slightly moved, and said indifferently: "Shi Yuan, before Zhao Fan died, why did he say that you betrayed him?"

Pang Tong's face froze immediately: "What does Feng Xiao mean by that?"

"What does Shi Yuan think it means, that's what it means."

He looked at Guo Jia carefully, but there was only a tired look on this man's face.

Pang Tong thought to himself, could it be...or let him see it...

"Dong dong."

Guo Jia knocked on the wall of the carriage, the carriage stopped, and the driver asked outside.

"Sir, what's the matter?"

"Shiyuan, please."

Pang Tong made fun of himself and got out of the car resentfully.

Guo Jia lifted the curtain of the car and saw his back. He finally found the master, but he still couldn't hide it, lonely and lonely.

In fact, what Pang Tong said was not bad. If it weren't for him, Guo Jia might really have been killed by Zhao Fan in the prison.

Thinking of the leather whip once and for all, every time I whip it, there will be blood drops.

"Sir, intercepting the water and besieging the city, yes, very good, haha!"

Of course Zhao Fan hated him. Without him, how could Zhao Yun break through Guiyang so easily.

Guo Jia drooped his head and sneered: "Guiyang City will be destroyed, but sooner or later. Even without him, Zilong will definitely take Guiyang. Hmm."

In the dark prison cell, the sharp sound of the whip was ear-piercing.

"Oh, so what about Zhao Yun? Even if he didn't die in the mountains, so what? I came here to collect your body! Hahaha!"

Zhao Fan laughed so wildly that his whole face began to contort.

"Zhao Fan..." Guo Jia half-closed his eyes, blood dripped from his forehead, blocking his sight, "If you die, there will be no one to collect your body."

"Snapped!"

Zhao Fan was furious and slammed a whip on him.

at the same time.

"Bang!"

The prison door was kicked open abruptly, and a person broke in, dressed in silver armor, like Mu Shuangyue.The tip of the gun cast a cold light, very cold.

"Zhao Yun!" Zhao Fan still had the bloody whip wrapped around his hand, "You're not dead!"

Seeing Guo Jia, Zhao Yun's heart was already broken, and his chest was full of anger.The silver spear shot out, vowing to stab him to pieces including the whip.

Zhao Fan brandished his whip to fight, unexpectedly, Zhao Yun snatched the blade empty-handed, chopped off his palm, grabbed the long whip, and yanked Zhao Fan to the ground.

Seeing is about to be stabbed to death.

"General Zhao, no."

There was a person standing with folded arms at the door, with a smug smile of self-satisfaction.

This person is Pang Tong.

"Bong Xiao?"

Guo Jia opened his eyes blankly, and saw Zhao Yun's worried face.

"Are you asleep?" Zhao Yun asked him.

"Yeah." Guo Jia nodded and said dumbly, "You're back?"

Zhao Yun: "Yes, when I came back, I saw the carriage parked outside. The driver said you were fast asleep, so I carried you in."

"Pang Tong is gone?"

Zhao Yun helped him sit up: "Go back to the post house, he said that he will leave for Jiangling tomorrow."

Guo Jia frowned: "It's too aggressive. Kong Ming and him... I'm afraid it's hard to tolerate..."

Zhao Yun also felt something, and pondered: "Feng Xiao, are you suspicious of Pang Tong?"

Guo Jia looked at him and said, "Zhao Fan is scheming and cunning, and it's not easy to deal with, but he can count you and me so clearly, but he doesn't have the ability." After thinking for a while, he said, "It doesn't matter, Pang Shiyuan has nowhere to serve, but now Xuande Gong is willing to keep him, I hope he can take care of himself in the future."

"Feng Xiao, you have suffered this time."

Guo Jia's eyes dimmed slightly: "Zilong, haven't you found Xu Lu yet?"

Zhao Yun's voice stagnated: "Never."

The mountain wind blows over the dead leaves and blows them away.

The southern hilltop of Guiyang City is not as bloody as it was that day, and it is even more depressed.

And among the collected corpses, Xu Lu was still not found.

Guo Jia said: "When I met him, I met Zilong earlier than I met Zilong. Or maybe, without him, I would never have met Zilong..."

Zhao Yun put his arms around his trembling shoulders, and heard him continue: "I originally thought about letting him join the army, and when the great cause was first accomplished, he would also get a share of merit, but who knows... If I let him stay, what will happen to me?" If not..."

"Feng Xiao." Zhao Yun turned him to himself, locking his gaze tightly: "Feng Xiao, it doesn't matter whether he stays by your side or joins the army to fight. This is a chaotic world, how can there be a peaceful place. Xu Lu said , Because of you, he has been able to survive these years. Feng Xiao, he has never regretted it, and you don’t need to regret it anymore. If there is something wrong, I asked him to stare at Zhao Fan. What’s more, he may not be true He is dead, there is no body behind this mountain."

Guo Jia silently pushed Zhao Yun away, and lit three sticks of incense in this battle place, and then watched it burn out little by little, and finally, it turned into a little incense ash and dissipated.

Guo Jia said to Zhao Yun, "Zilong, let's go to Jiaozhou."

Pang Tong took Liu Bei's envoys and hurried back to Jiangling.

This person's trip to Guiyang was to capture Liu Bei's intention and beheaded Zhao Fan.The second is to appoint Zhao Yun as the prefect of Guiyang, and then he will be in charge of all matters in Jiaozhou.

On the day when the army left Guiyang City on an expedition, the last leaf withered on the tree.

Jiaozhou is farther than the Central Plains, and it is near Qiongtao and the blue sea.It is said that there are more fishermen in Jiaozhou than farmers.

The further south we went, the hotter the weather became.

Those officers and soldiers who had never been to the south, who had never encountered such a situation, pushed and pushed to select one person to come to Guo Jia.

That person was from Jiangxia, originally Liu Qi's subordinate, and later Liu Bei took over Jiangxia and incorporated all the teams together.

Being young, Guo Jia probably looks similar to Xu Lu, but looks much more handsome than Xu Lu.

"First... sir..." Xiao Bing scratched his head and smiled silly.

"What's wrong?" Guo Jia asked.

"Hey, sir." The man wiped his sweat, probably felt that he was sweating, and stepped back a few steps, embarrassed to say, "Sir, let me ask, why is it winter now? It's getting hotter."

Guo Jia was stunned, and then explained: "The south bank is near the sea, and the sea water is at normal temperature. Therefore, the temperature in Jiaozhou area is year-round, and there is little difference in the four seasons. It is naturally hotter than that in the Central Plains."

"Oh oh oh." Xiao Bing didn't care whether he understood or not, he smiled and retreated, then remembered something, poked his head in, "Sir, you know a lot."

Guo Jia had been frowning deeply since this person left, and was restless for a long time. When he got up to leave the tent, he bumped into Zhao Yun.

"Zilong, has anyone in the camp fallen ill recently?" Guo Jia asked anxiously, "It's hot and humid in the south, and the soldiers have never been here before. I'm afraid they will be like Cao Jun in Wulin."

"Feng Xiao refers to the epidemic?" Zhao Yun's heart skipped a beat. "A few people in the army were infected. The medical officer took the medicine, but I didn't ask what the disease was."

The medical officer who was urgently summoned said that the sick soldiers were indeed caused by water and soil factors, but whether it was related to the plague or not, the time was too short for him to diagnose.

"Zilong, just in case, the sick soldiers are separated and resettled. Jiaozhou is far away. We can't afford this eventuality."

"The former army slowed down their marching speed and transferred to Cangwu County."

"Hurry up and report to Jiangling, let Kong Ming find Hua Tuo."

"Also, warn the whole army not to drink raw water or eat raw meat, and to boil and cook everything that is eaten before use."

"If there is a disease, report it immediately, and if there is a concealment, it will be killed immediately."

Guo Jia gave orders one by one, but Zhao Yun looked on in a daze, and said with a smile: "Feng Xiao, the position of general should be given to you."

"Huh?" Guo Jia was stunned, already embraced by Zhao Yun, and kissed his slightly parted lips carefully.

Zhao Yun looked at the man's slightly swollen lips with satisfaction.

"Cloud leads."

Then, with a loud smile, he stepped out of the big tent.

The prefect of Cangwu, Wu Ju, was an old friend of Liu Bei in the past.

Zhao Yun stationed his army outside the city and entered the city with only a few followers.

Wu Ju was a martial artist. At the beginning, Lu Su once said that he was an ordinary man who had the courage of a man, but not the courage to accomplish great things.

However, although this person has no ambitions, he is very enthusiastic, bold and unrestrained, and hearty.

When I met Zhao Yun, I asked, "Zilong, I haven't seen Xuande for many years, so I don't know what's going on with him now?"

Zhao Yun also likes to chat with such people, he doesn't have to worry about it, he goes straight to him, he is very straightforward: "My lord is now in Jiangling, before I came to Cangwu, my lord told me that when I see the prefect Wu, I must personally greet him. "

"Hahaha!" Wu Ju said happily, "I think at the beginning, when Xuande was defeated in Changbanpo, he wrote to me, hoping to come to Cangwu. Ju said at that time, if he is willing to come, the whole Cangwu County It’s all his, haha.”

During a drink, Wu Ju bluntly said that he hadn't drank so happily in many years.

Wu Ju heard that Zhao Yun mentioned the illnesses in the army, so he ordered a few medical officers immediately: "Zilong, these are local medical officers in Jiaozhou, and you are very familiar with these illnesses in the south, let them go and have a look, and save your troubles." The military doctor caught him blind."

"Then I would like to thank the prefect."

At night, the lights in the house are still on.

"Feng Xiao, are you still asleep?" Zhao Yun opened the door and entered, seeing Guo Jia still writing something on the case.

"When Shi Huang, the prefect of Cangwu, died of illness, Wu Ju had a disagreement with Lai Gong, the governor of Jiaozhou. In a fit of rage, he marched into Jiaocheng and expelled Lai Gong. Later, he was named the prefect of Cangwu by Liu Biao. He failed to expand the territory, but managed left and right, and there were a few prefects who made good friends with him, such as Hepu."

Guo Jia surrounded the three counties of Yulin, Linhe and Gaoliang: "Zilong, Jia wants to encircle Jiaocheng."

"Feng Xiao wants to force Shi Xie to surrender?"

"It was not easy for Shi Xie to surrender. Moreover, Shi Xie is already old, and Jiaozhou is so disintegrated because he is unable to stop it. Jia discussed with Kong Ming. Even if we win Jiaozhou, it is impossible to station in Taizhou." There are many troops here, so if there is a suitable person in Jiaozhou, it is most appropriate for him to be the governor of Jiaozhou."

Seeing that the tip of his pen fell on Yu Lin, Zhao Yun asked, "Prefect Yu Lin?"

"Ah."

"How are you going to do it?"

Guo Jiawaner: "I heard that Shi Xie's youngest son was just over 16 years old..."

"Feng Xiao wants to get married?"

"Zilong." Guo Jia scolded him with a smile, "Jia hasn't finished talking yet! Besides, I'm waiting for a girl to marry him!"

"Oh, yes, yes." Zhao Yunqian smiled to cover up the wild thoughts in his mind.

Zhao Yun looked at him with a smile on his face, making Guo Jia uncomfortable, and threw the pen heavily on the table.

"Don't say it."

Zhao Yun nodded again and again: "Yeah, if you don't say it, then don't say it."

Guo Jia couldn't help laughing, and sighed, "Shi Xie, the youngest son, has to flee dozens of times a year."

"Escape? Why?"

Guo Jia said: "Jiaozhou is too small, and there are potential dragons and deep abysses."

Zhao Yun immediately understood: "Feng Xiao wants to coerce his son?"

"It's clearly a request, but it's not coercion."

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