Taixuan’s goods store is Wang Mi, the commander of the Su Duwei!

The last time, Wang Hou dragged him down from the water, but since then, the two have no relationship. Wang Hou himself didn't know that his salt was actually obtained from him. Perhaps it was the well salt brought back from Shanxi with the power of the Duwei of the Suzu. But just before Wang Hou came back, he suddenly increased the price ten times, and Wang Hou sent someone to inquire, and he was the only one who bought the high-priced salt.

Then there are only two possibilities, one! He doesn't like him! Two! He knows what! He deliberately sent a secret signal to call himself to meet! And although it was indeed the last time he dragged him into the water, if he wanted to take revenge, Wang Mi would have raised the salt price long ago and did not take action now, so Wang Hou felt that the second possibility was very high!

And now, a secret that Wang Mi didn't know but he knew was that he knew the robbery!

If you can obtain evidence from Wang Mi and then go to Cao Cao to report it, you will get Wang Mi’s report and provide information to clean himself, killing two birds with one stone. After encountering this crisis, Wang Hou couldn’t wait to solve the current dilemma.

Things seemed to go very smoothly. Wang Congge brought back the news Wang Hou wanted in less than half an hour.

Tonight at the Youth hour, the "boss" of Taixuan Goods Store in Laofengzhuang outside the city wanted to have a good talk with him about the "salt price"!

There is a night ban in Xudu City at night. It is obviously not a good choice to talk about secrets in the city at night. Laofeng Village is not far from Funiushan Iron Mine Village, and it is a small manor that is not too big. It is indeed a top-notch place. After walking around Xudu City twice in the afternoon, Wang Hou pretended to buy a lot of things. In the evening, before the city gate was closed, Wang Hou left the city lazily as usual, and even greeted the guards at the gate. However, once he returned to the Wang Family Manor in the suburbs, the atmosphere became obviously tense.

Only a dozen Wang Hou's personal soldiers remained, and there were about 300 Zhao Yun's garrisons who had just had a day off, and they were all recruited. Not only that, hundreds of strong men who dug coal and iron in winter were also fooled by Zhao Yun. Fortunately, Wang Hou's weapons business was done with Cao Cao's tacit approval. This era was a chaotic time and no one was in charge. There was no shortage of guys. When he saw Wang Hou's carriage return to the manor, Zhao Yun held his fists with a serious face.

"Master!"

"According to your order, the manor guards are on standby. The last generals will also arm Minzhuang, tell them that there may be bandits attacking, be vigilant!"

"I can't use it so nervous!"

Seeing that the low walls were built near his manor with cement and gravel this year, Wang Hou was a little amused and crying.

"I just went to meet Wang Mi tonight. I don't know what he was going to reveal! There is no need for such a big battle!"

"Lord, it's better to be prepared for any trouble!"

Zhao Yun said this, and Wang Hou couldn't say anything more. He could only look up and look at the sky, then nodded affirmatively and patted his shoulder: "Pick a few more capable people and accompany me to Laofengzhuang tonight!"

"I will obey the order!"

Zhao Yun's tense atmosphere seemed to have even been infected. Before leaving, Wang Hou put on the heavy armor he had on the battlefield again, and learned from later generations Yuan Chonghuan. There was a layer of silk inside, a layer of mail outside, a layer of silk, and a layer of down armor. Fortunately, it is still winter now, so it is not hot to wear these, and it is not suspicious.

Riding on the horse, shaking, Wang Hou was still thinking about what to talk about when he saw Wang Mi.

Should I pretend not to know, or should I just point out that they had hooked up and threatened Wang Mi to give him a briefing? Moreover, Wang Mi is different from him. After being removed from the sect, he tried his best to get himself back to the Wang family in Taiyuan. Now he is implicated in the prince's ward and has no confidence in rebellion. His bottom line is definitely not implicated.

However, Wang Hou really couldn't guarantee him that even if the prince was convinced, he was unsure whether he could be implicated. How could he fool him into believing in himself? Wang Hou is Mr. Cao's vassal. Not only can he be fine, but he can also be promoted and has a lot of acting skills!

As Wang Hou thought, the twenty mountain roads arrived unknowingly, and the moon had only risen to the top of the sky. Under the bright moonlight, the small villa of Laofengzhuang was bathed in the darkness.

In the entire village, there is only a small building with slightly shining stars and flames.

A few barking sounded, but then the owner scolded him and shut up. He dismounted from the entrance of the village and took Zhao Yun and eight others to the inner corner of the building with the lights on. An old housekeeper with Wang Fu's appearance was already waiting there. He was not surprised when he saw Wang Hou, nor did he ask more questions, but bowed directly.

"Official, the head of the house has been waiting for a long time!"

Nodded, Wang Hou pushed open the small door of the yard and walked upwards. However, after just a few steps, there was a snorkeling of doubt coming from behind. Zhao Yun was about to follow in, but the old man held up his sleeve and stopped him there.

After being stunned, Wang Hou gently patted several heavy skins that were always away from his waist, making a look of relief! He hesitated, nodded heavily, pressed his hand on the hilt of the sword, and Zhao Yun retreated aside again.

The architecture of this era is completely incomparable to later generations. The stairs are creaking and creaking at any time. Wang Hou was a little worried and went up to the small building. On the second floor, he finally saw the light source guiding him, and finally saw the main person who was coming to see this time, Wang Mi, the commander of Zhisu Duwei!

It seems that he has not been doing well recently! He drooped his head, held his cheeks with both hands, lowered his head with a sad face, and the dim candlelight could only see the wrinkles on his forehead. When he walked in front of him, Wang Hou shouted tentatively.

"Prince Wang?"

"Wang Tuqiu is here as promised!!!"

…………

On the other end, downstairs.

According to later studies, people do have a sixth sense, especially samurai, ninja, killer or liar who have experienced many years of life and death. In addition to being nervous, the sixth sense intuition of some talented people seems to have been particularly increased.

Zhao Yun should be a talented member. From this afternoon, Wang Hou told him that something might happen and asked him to strengthen the manor defense, his heart was constantly uneasy. When he arrived at Laofeng Village, he felt his muscles twitching slightly.

In addition to the hundreds of battles between Gongsun Zan and Wuhuan, and the assassination of Wang Hou, he has not felt so nervous and excited for a long time.

Moreover, in the air, it seemed that he always felt a very familiar and dangerous atmosphere that was constantly existing.

Frowning, Zhao Yun suddenly left his position, walked a few steps west lightly and casually, and sniffed heavily against the wind at the small building.

Finally, he heard what kind of breath this sounded.

Blood!!!

Buzz ~

The moment his brain received this dangerous signal, Zhao Yun suddenly drew his sword out of the sheath, but almost at the same time, the strong wind was already coming, and it was one inch shorter and one inch shorter! The dry old housekeeper was even faster, and it was as sharp as his back.

Crack~

Amid the unpleasant metal sound, the old man staggered back two steps in disbelief, and fell into the snow. A deep sword mark was temporarily released on his chest, and blood was gushing out. Zhao Yun himself was breathing heavily. The outer sack of the warrior's thick cloth dress had been cut open on his chest, revealing the reflection of the metal inside, but even the thick half-plate breastplate was cut into more than a few millimeters, and it was almost broken.

However, this does not mean that the Wang family's smelting technology is not good. On the contrary, seeing that the blade was already rolled on the ground, it was still dark and shiny, and the dagger was shining with a unique brilliance. Zhao Yun was particularly grateful to the armor on his body.

Wuzigang from the Western Regions! Not to mention this era, even in the future, there are kings of soldiers who cannot be copied! This old man is definitely a master who has been famous for many years!

But in less than a second, Zhao Yun suddenly turned back to the small building with great nervous expression.

"Master!"

Almost at the same time, a sharp blade broke through the air suddenly came.

The ambush suddenly rose near the small building, and two guards caught off guard were stabbed to the ground by sword and Ge. However, Zhao Yun didn't care about them anymore and hurriedly kicked open the yard door and ran upstairs quickly. However, just as he had just stepped to the stairs, a few bangs of thunder and a fire flashed in his pupils again.

"Master!"

He rushed upstairs in three steps in an anxious way. On the side of the stairs, Wang Hou had four sharp arrows inserted into his chest. Four short tubes that Zhao Yun hadn't understood until now were thrown by him, and two were still in his hands.

On the opposite side, there were five people lying down! At this moment, four of them were holding powerful crossbows, with a dagger inserted behind them, and a sword pierced the heart, and they died with their eyes closed. Wang Mi, the commander of Su Du, was ruthless!

Seeing Zhao Yun coming up, Wang Hou also breathed a long sigh, holding the stairs with weak hands and feet, trying to get up with difficulty. Zhao Yun was so panicked that his eyes were straight at the arrow stick in his chest, and he walked hard to help him up. However, he was so wet that he was holding the arrow in his chest. He grabbed the arrow in his chest and whispered, Wang Hou actually pulled it down by himself.

While he grinned, the arrow was less than half a centimeter in front and had a little bloody color.

Zhao Yun just thanked Wang Hou, and now Wang Hou is very grateful to Yuan Chonghuan. Fortunately, he read that at the Battle of Yuan Chonghuan in the late Ming Dynasty, he was like an arrow and was still commanding the battle. He relied on this armor with layers of silk and heavy armor, otherwise he would have lost his life now!

Fortunately, Wang Hou was in Wuyang before, and the foolish people in the countryside made him very popular, saying that he had magic tricks that could drive divine thunder. I don’t know which dead soldier decided to kill him in the safest way and directly put on a heavy crossbow. If the sword was slashed over at this moment, even if he was not dead, Wang Hou would have bleeding!

It was confirmed tonight that this was a trap. However, listening to the angry roar of several guards from Xiaolou underground, Wang Hou did not rush down. As Zhao Yun was squirting at the fire, he pulled down all the crossbow arrows first, then poured some medicine into his steel pipe and inserted it back to his waist, which gave Zhao Yun a wink.

"rush!"

He went downstairs quickly, and in the dark shadow, two people rushed in, shouted loudly, Zhao Yun raised his sword and chopped it. With the sound of metal, the assassin broke a bloody hole in his sword and chest. Grasping this gap, another assassin rushed towards Wang Hou, but with a bang shot towards him...

This time, he threw away the hot barrel back to his waist and took out another one. In Zhao Yun's eyes full of surprise, Wang Hou rushed out of the door like the cowboys from the later generations, and raised his gun with both hands.

Bang~bang~bang~bang~bang~bang~bang~
Chapter completed!