It was raining outside the window, and Wu Song sat in front of the window and lost Jia Xu's traces again.

Half a month ago, I learned that someone seemed to have found Jia Xu's traces in Youbeiping.

So Wu Song hurried to Youbeiping.

Who knows that there is no clue in Youbeiping.

It is too easy for smart people like Jia Xu to hide their identities.

If most ordinary people in Youzhou would not have left their hometown in their entire lives, such as Jia Xu, their faces were too eye-catching, and Wu Song would not be able to find Jia Xu even after searching through Youzhou.

And sometimes it seems that Jia Xu took the initiative to reveal the news to him.

Wu Song felt a little tired.

Sometimes he wants to give up or not.

This Jia Xu is cunning.

Suddenly, the door below the restaurant was knocked.

Wu Song looked out from the window and saw a tall and thin mysterious man wearing a straw hat and a straw raincoat downstairs downstairs.

There were dense footsteps coming from afar, and some people chased after them with knives in the heavy rain.

Wu Song looked up and his eyes narrowed into a slit.

Those people seem to be the Yellow Turban Thief who has had a big fuss in the Central Han recently.

However, Wu Song was not afraid of these Yellow Turban thieves. With his ability, he could be free to come and go without being surrounded by the army.

"Aren't you looking for me? I'm here now." The mysterious man downstairs raised his head, Wu Song was stunned. He recognized the man below, which was exactly what made him look for Jia Xu who was gritting his teeth.

"Don't let him escape." The footsteps of those people in the distance were getting closer and closer.

"It's him, Coach Qu said he wanted to catch the alive."

Wu Song's thoughts were changing. Could these Yellow Turban troops be pursuing Jia Xu?

Wu Song couldn't help but sneer. When he was hiding from me, he was like a loach. Now he was chased and killed and looked for him.

But thinking that this was the person the lord wanted, Wu Song turned over and jumped from the third-story restaurant and pulled Jia Xu to the place where the horse was placed in the backyard of the restaurant. He got on the horse and took Jia Xu and ran out.

It’s not that Wu Song was afraid, but that he was afraid that something would happen to Jia Xu, a weak scholar.

After being pulled on by Wu Song, Jia Xu turned around and looked at the Yellow Turban Army chasing behind him, and said with a smile: "Run quickly, you are here to recruit me, right? If I have an accident, you will not be able to explain."

"Stop talking nonsense, you can run away. If it weren't for these Yellow Turban Army, how long would you continue to run?" Wu Song sneered.

When it comes to these Yellow Turban Army, Jia Xu is also helpless.

If it weren't for some accident, these Yellow Turban Army came to him, he might have continued to hide his identity.

He is not unwilling to become an official. If he really had no idea of ​​becoming an official, he would not have exposed his talent. With a smart person of his level, he would not have made such low-level mistakes.

But Jia Xu followed a principle: the king chose his ministers, and the ministers also chose his kings. He wanted to find a hero who could unify the world with a crushing momentum, so that he would not have to spend too much effort. The most important thing is that this lord is best with a good personality and is best not to harm the heroes.

It's just a pity that he hasn't found it after searching for so many years.

He saw the disadvantages of the Central Han Dynasty twenty years ago and speculated that there would be chaos within decades, so at that time he worked hard to study and enrich himself and wait for the opportunity.

After meeting Taiping Road in his hometown three years ago, Jia Xu knew that the opportunity had come, so he began to find a good master for himself. Unfortunately, after searching for three years, he couldn't find a suitable one.

At this time, Fang Mu suddenly sent someone to find him, which made Jia Xu interested because he couldn't guess where this force came from.

So he began to observe.

"So can you tell Lao Sheng which force you come from?" Jia Xu said sincerely.

"No." Wu Song glanced at Jia Xu lightly.

Even if this kind of thing is said, it shouldn't be up to him.

Jia Xu was not angry either. He said to himself: "Which prince is it? Or a certain aristocratic family. No, I can see the shadow of training from you, it looks a bit like it is in the army..."

"Can you be from another country?" Jia Xu suddenly said.

Wu Song's eyes flashed, so he controlled himself not to show any other expressions.

Jia Xu guessed something, and he laughed.

He didn't have any thoughts about the Han Dynasty. He was not particularly loyal to the Han Dynasty. He was only loyal to himself.

"I heard that your accent is a bit like a Song people." Jia Xu said casually.

Wu Song sneered, just guess slowly.

After leaving for most of the day, Wu Song took Jia Xu to the inn to rest. Jia Xu glanced at Wu Song and his eyes turned.

"When people get older, they have a lot of feces and urine. I want to go to the toilet to make it easier."

Wu Song put down his chopsticks, got up and took Jia Xu to the toilet.

Holding her hands around her shoulders outside the toilet.

Jia Xu couldn't help laughing when he saw this scene.

"I'm afraid I'll run away."

Wu Song was stunned and nodded, "You reminded me."

Half an hour later, Jia Xu sat on the horse's back with his hands tied with a rope with his hands tied to his body expressionlessly.

"After all, I am the one whom the person behind you named me. You're just treating me like this?"

"My young master said that Mr. Jia Xu has great talent and should not be disrespectful. If he cannot get it, he will be destroyed." Wu Song said.

Jia Xu:......

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Guangzong City.

After discussing with other Qu Shushuai, Zhang Niujiao decided to "impersonate" a good teacher of the great sage.

They found a person with a similar appearance to Zhang Jiao, then decorated the beard on his face, put on Zhang Jiao's clothes, and put on the crown.

From a distance, it is really similar to Zhang Jiao.

Then Zhang Niujiao and his friends promoted in the army in advance, and when the great wise and good teachers came out of seclusion, they would meet the believers on the high platform.

Outside Guangzong City, Huangfu Song and others have been closely observing the movements of the Yellow Turban Army in the city in the past few days, and learned through channels that Zhang Jiao in the city would summon believers from the public.

Not only Huangfu Song, but even Lu Zhi and Zhu Ye unanimously agreed that the newly emerged Zhang Jiao is definitely a fake.

Only these brainwashed fools will believe it.

Because if Zhang Jiao was real, he would never do this. Just showing his side in public can make all the rumors self-defeating.

So Zhang Jiao either died of illness or was seriously ill and difficult to control the situation.

No matter which one it is, it is a good opportunity for them.

Time arrives.

On the stands, the fake card holds a peach wood sword and condescends high.

Many Yellow Turban believers came to hear the news under the stands.

When they saw Zhang Jiao appear, they said excitedly: "Great Master!"

"Great wise mentor!"

Not far away, Zhang Niujiao smiled when he saw this scene. It seemed that the plan had been successful. After stabilizing the morale of the army, he could prepare the army and then find an opportunity to break out of the city.

He can't stay in Guangzong City anymore. He has been looking at the map these days. He found that the Heishan in Zhongshan, Changshan and Zhaojun is very good. The mountains are steep and easy to defend but difficult to attack. As long as you lead hundreds of thousands of Yellow Turban troops into Heishan to become king, you can lead the army out of the mountain or accept the court's envoy.

Zhang Niujiao dreams in his heart.

And just as Zhang Niujiao was dreaming, a shout of killing came from outside the city.
Chapter completed!